Chapter 825 – 825. A Tyrant For You
“Kneel.”
The voice, though spoken softly, resonated widely with power.
Yet, no one obeyed my command. Everyone was glancing at each other, assessing the situation. Do they not yet grasp the gravity of the situation? Or do they still refuse to acknowledge me?
My grip on the sword tightened. Though a bastard, the blood of the Imperial Family flowed through my veins. If I kill them, they will eventually acknowledge me.
I was about to start by killing those closest to me when—
Thud.
Someone knelt before me.
It was a middle-aged man in his fifties with neatly styled gray hair. His eyes were sharp, and his clothes were impeccably neat, without a single wrinkle. Just by looking at his attire, I could roughly guess his personality.
“…I congratulate Your Majesty on your ascension. With Your Majesty having obtained the power of the legendary Holy Grail, the future of the Empire will be bright.”
Duke Nepalson Deriorien, the Empire’s Chancellor, knelt and bowed his head to me.
He probably doesn’t genuinely acknowledge me. The Chancellor is intelligent. As the Empire’s Chancellor, he couldn’t possibly be foolish. He realized that the knights and soldiers could not match my strength, and he bowed his head to survive.
Starting with Nepalson, nobles began to kneel and bow their heads like mushrooms after rain. Every faction has its own group, and these are the nobles who follow the Chancellor.
Their momentum spread in all directions.
“I, Luteon Brangrasia, pledge my allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor.”
The Grand General, the de facto highest authority in the military, knelt. Following him, the nobles, knights, and soldiers who followed him also knelt.
I removed my helmet. Here, I was the only one wielding a weapon.
I turned my head to look at a woman. She was an old woman wearing loose, pure white clothes. Her faded hair was neatly styled. Her expression was gentle, and she exuded a benevolent and comfortable aura.
High Priestess, Penelope Portwell. One of the highest authorities in the Theocracy of the Celestial God, the Empire’s state religion.
The past emperors had never treated the Theocracy lightly. This was because the first emperor was a human chosen by the Celestial God. And the original source of the Holy Grail was the Theocracy. The Theocracy was one of the Empire’s foundations.
Therefore, the Bellakaros Imperial Family could not deny the Theocracy.
Of course, that doesn’t apply to me. If they bother me, I’ll just kill them all here.
Perhaps sensing my will, Penelope slowly bent her knees.
“On behalf of the Theocracy, I congratulate the birth of the new Emperor. May the light of the Celestial God and the blessings of the Holy Grail shine upon the Empire and Your Majesty.”
Starting with her, the paladins and priests knelt before me.
Most of those present had submitted to me.
However, there were still those who stood firm.
The Imperial Family members with succession rights, including the Second Prince, and those who followed them.
I walked towards the Second Prince.
A man with blue hair and a mole under his right eye. Kalisas Bellakaros glared at me with unwavering eyes.
“This… this is against providence. Even if you killed Father and usurped the throne, do you think the people will acknowledge you!”
“They will acknowledge me.”
Kalisas’s escort knights drew their swords and charged at me with shouts. I swung my sword. In a single strike, the knights were torn apart. To parry my attack, one would need to be at least a Sword Master.
“Because those who don’t will all die.”
I approached Kalisas. Kalisas stared straight at me. He was more resolute than the First Prince.
“You will die the most miserable death, and the myriad gods will tear your soul to shreds!”
“I like your resolve. As a reward, I’ll kill all those who follow you.”
“You madman! They are innocent…”
Swish.
Kalisas’s head flew into the air. Before his head hit the ground, I created a clone sword.
A total of 30 clone swords flew through the space, slaughtering those who followed Kalisas.
Thirty swords massacred over 300 people. It didn’t take long.
When I deactivated the clone swords, all the princes were kneeling on the floor. Except for one, the Third Princess.
Ophelia Bellakaros had cleverly moved to escape the moment I killed Kalisas. I watched her running for her life, desperately trying to get away.
As befitting a princess, she wore a flamboyant blue dress, and her long, lilac hair swayed. Her breasts were full, an E-cup, and her face was beautiful. She was known as the most beautiful of the princesses.
And she was the daughter of the Second Consort. The reason she was desperately running was that she thought that since I had killed the First and Second Princes, she would be next. Especially since she knew how her mother had treated me, she must have been even more terrified.
‘She’s mistaken. I have no intention of killing her.’
Her beauty is too precious to kill. I can already see the ministers complaining about the blood relation, but so what?
I reached out towards the fleeing Ophelia. She was quite far away. I focused my mind further and used telekinesis. An invisible force grabbed Ophelia.
“Kyaaaaah!”
Ophelia was pulled towards me. I deactivated my armor and grabbed her by the hair.
“Aaaah!”
“Did you think you could escape from my grasp?”
“L-let go! Do you think Mother will just stand by?!”
“I’m hoping she won’t. I’ve suffered quite a bit at her hands. Ah, and I’ve received quite a bit from you too. Do you remember what happened two years ago?”
“Two years ago…?”
“It seems you don’t know. You locked me in the servants’ storage for three days. It was a day when snow was falling heavily. If it weren’t for the old blanket, I probably would have frozen to death.”
“You should have died back then!”
Ophelia shouted. It seemed she had somewhat realized that I had no intention of killing her. And she must be trusting her mother, the Second Consort.
I understand. The Second Consort is a remarkable figure. She was the real ruler of the Empire, manipulating the foolish emperor from behind. Even the Empress and the First Consort were wary of her.
“I also remember the coming-of-age ceremony a year ago. You tore my ceremonial attire with a knife. Thanks to that, I had to go to the banquet wearing this, mourning clothes. I was ridiculed by the servants. It was fortunate that it was a humble coming-of-age ceremony without any guests.”
I reached out and tore her dress. Even a flamboyant dress was nothing more than a worthless piece of cloth when torn. I stripped her naked, removing her underwear, shoes, and accessories.
“Kyaaaaaah!”
Ophelia screamed, quickly covering her full breasts and private parts with both hands. Before that, I had seen her vulva and chuckled. Her pussy was pink and beautiful, but it was hairless. She had atrichia.
Ophelia struggled. When I tightened my grip on her hair, she became a bit more docile.
“Grand General.”
“…Yes, Your Majesty. What is your command?”
Luteon approached me and bowed his head. His attitude was respectful.
“Bring all the Imperial Family members within the castle.”
“Your Majesty, I dare to say, please have mercy. They are all members of the Imperial Family.”
“Grand General, don’t make me say it twice.”
At my annoyed tone, Luteon quietly retreated.
“…I shall obey the Imperial command.”
Luteon disappeared, leading the knights and soldiers. He would bring all the Imperial Family members from all corners of this vast Imperial Castle. There might be cases where they intentionally let some of the Imperial Family go… In that case, I would just execute Luteon and his family.
I dragged Ophelia into the Great Hall.
The Great Hall was as quiet as a tomb. The nobles, having grasped the situation, were all kneeling and bowing their heads.
“Your Majesty, the hall is dirty. It would be best to postpone the banquet and clean up first…”
“Chancellor, shut up.”
The quick-witted Chancellor shut his mouth.
“Music.”
The orchestra began to play again. Amidst the lively music and Ophelia’s screams, I walked down the red carpet towards the throne.
Sitting on the throne, I knocked Ophelia down and placed my foot on her full chest. Ophelia groaned. She tried to escape, but it was futile. She couldn’t escape from under my foot.
I looked around and said,
“Today is a good day. It’s my sibling’s coming-of-age ceremony, and it’s the day I succeeded to the throne. Enjoy the banquet. There might not be another day as enjoyable as today.”
“……”
Their faces were still stiff. No one was strong-willed enough to enjoy a banquet with so many blood-soaked corpses beside them.
Jermina, the Fifth Consort who had been violated by me, was trembling, wrapped in cloth, a little distance away from the throne. The fact that she hadn’t fled from this place showed her cunning.
“This is… everyone is frozen. Do I have to teach you how to enjoy a banquet?”
“Ah, no, Your Majesty. Everyone, enjoy the banquet! Court orchestra, play the music louder! Bring in the clowns and dancers! Bring wine for His Majesty!”
The Chancellor shouted. He quickly took control of the atmosphere with a gesture. The maids moved busily, and the stiff nobles began to enjoy the banquet. Even if they weren’t really enjoying the banquet, it was a pretty convincing act on the surface.
I looked up at the sky.
[You have violated the Consort.]
[You have seized control of the Imperial Castle.]
[You have slaughtered the Imperial Family, nobles, knights, and soldiers!]
[You have earned 212,000 Tyrant Points!]
The Tyrant Points I earned today alone were about 700,000. Considering that I would continue to earn points in the future, it’s not a bad result.
Tap tap.
Someone approached me.
It was a maid with brown hair. She bowed her head and avoided my eyes. In her hands, she held a tray with fine wine and a wine glass. Her face was quite to my liking.
I glanced at the Chancellor. The Chancellor was directing people here and there. He was truly quick-witted.
“Y-Your Majesty. I-I have brought the wine.”
The maid was trembling pitifully. Her face became even paler as she lowered her gaze. This was because I was stepping on the Third Princess, Ophelia.
I took the wine glass.
“Pour.”
“Yes, yes, Your Majesty.”
Her trembling hands couldn’t control themselves. The wine spilled out of the glass and onto my hand.
“Hiiik! I-I’m sorry! Your Majesty! P-Please spare me!”
“Haha. Would I kill you just because some wine spilled on my hand? The wine on my hand… you shall clean it.”
“Yes…?”
“Lick it off.”
I let go of the glass and held out my hand to the maid. The maid’s lips parted. Her trembling, bright red tongue licked my finger.
I chuckled, feeling ticklish. The startled maid froze.
“Keep licking.”
“Yes, yes… Your Majesty…”
The maid desperately licked my finger. I was quite pleased. I grabbed her and pulled her into my arms, teasing her. Her touch was excellent.
Honestly, her beauty was inferior to Ophelia’s, but I had to leave Ophelia for later, to take her in front of the Second Consort.
“Hngh, hnn…”
The maid reacted to my touch. I was about to take off her dress when the doors of the Great Hall opened and Luteon entered. It was a pity, but I put the maid down. There would be plenty of time later anyway.
Luteon had brought the Imperial Family members as ordered. It wasn’t that he had brought them forcibly. I had ordered him to bring them, but they were still members of the Imperial Family.
I quickly scanned them. From the Fourth Prince, Fifth Prince, Sixth Princess, to the youngest. All the princes with succession rights had arrived. Of course, those succession rights were now meaningless.
The Empress, the mother of the First Prince, was also there. She was glaring at me as if she wanted to kill me. The First Consort avoided my eyes. Unlike her son, she was weak-hearted. Besides them, there were also the Third to Eighth Consorts. They were all there. However, there was one person missing, the Second Consort.
“…Luteon. I don’t see the Second Consort, Morgana. Did you let her escape?”
Thud.
Luteon knelt on the floor.
“…I am sorry. Please punish me.”
“Don’t annoy me, just answer the question.”
“When I stormed the Second Consort’s residence, she used magic to fly away into the sky. It was clearly my mistake… Please punish me. I will accept any punishment.”
