LRAB Chapter 302
Chapter 302
Chapter 302
Chapter 302
Side Story – The Memories of a Certain Princess (53)
#68 Their Circumstances: The Circumstances of a Certain Villain
<1st Place: The Imperial Family of the Karan Empire>
The place at the very top of the list I made was none other than the Karan Empire.
What list, you ask?
Of course it’s the list of people I absolutely can’t deal with.
For reference, 2nd place is occupied by Karan Empire nobles, and 3rd place by Karan Empire soldiers.
But I was able to realize that I was still a frog in a well.
After my hometown burned down when I was very young, I was raised and educated in Howling.
Howling.
It was an organization known as the strongest of the two empires called the most evil organization on the continent.
That’s right. Howling is an organization that operates in secret within the Karan Empire.
I’ve lived most of my life only in the Karan Empire. So I didn’t know how wide the world was.
Or how many crazy things were out there!
And today I realized the world was wide, and I changed who was at the top of my list.
<1st Place: Religion of Peace
2nd Place: The Imperial Family of the Karan Empire>
That’s right.
The Religion of Peace took the 1st place spot, occupied by the Karan Imperial Family with just two people – the Emperor and the Princess – pushing them out to become the number one on my list of those I absolutely can’t deal with!
“I’m innocent! He’s the bad one!”
I looked at the saint of the Religion of Peace, gazing at me with a truly wronged expression.
“I haven’t given up yet! I will reveal your evil tricks and make justice prevail!”
Look at those eyes filled with conviction.
The saint who didn’t say anything wrong besides calling me an apostle of evil and an apostle of evil god was clearly a formidable enemy that needed to be nipped in the bud immediately.
But right now, playing defense rather than attacking was more advantageous.
“It seems the Saint still does not trust me.”
Like this.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
The kindly looking priest starts bowing his head and apologizing to me.
I took the opportunity while the priest had his head lowered to squeeze my eyes and force out some tears.
“No, the Saint must have her reasons for doing this. It is all because I am lacking.”
Since others might see, I lowered my head slightly, squeezing my eyes until they grew moist.
Forced tears can seem artificial, so the key is to only squeeze until right before the tears flow!
When I felt my eyes grow moist, I raised my head and gazed at the Saint pleadingly.
“The Religion of Peace works for the sake of world peace. I can tell without even looking how hard Saint Marinna must work.”
“Yes, Saint Marinna always works diligently for world peace.”
“This is that work, you fools! So we must capture that man!”
Craaack!
The Saint shrieked.
She was the ultimate Saint with the combat ability of a holy knight.
Mention a bat and she could thrash holy knights and priests alike.
Just hearing about her makes you think of an invincible dragon.
But right now, the Saint couldn’t do anything.
“It seems you have grown tired from working too hard....”
“Yes... We should provide assistance so she can rest in that place for a while.”
That place was also familiar to me. After all, I had stayed there for a few days.
“Yes. The floor was a bit hard, should I bring in some straw?”
Thinking about living conditions inside the specially made iron cage carriage, I decided to show some special consideration.
“I appreciate the sentiment.”
“Hey! Just how long are you planning to lock me up?”
“Until we arrive at the Temple.”
“The, the one in the Empire?”
“No. The main branch.”
“You can’t mean...”
“Yes. By carriage the whole way.”
Seeing the saint’s face grow pale white, I felt a refreshing sense of catharsis as if 10 years of constipation was flushed out.
“But if we go by carriage, it will take almost a month!”
“That’s right. Please rest well for a month.”
“Wa, wait! What about the bathroom?”
“Oh, I didn’t think of that....”
Hope lit up in the Saint’s eyes.
Having trained in an evil organization and seen many people, including one term as a temporary instructor and one as an official instructor, I could tell.
That was the look in a person’s eyes when they said they needed to go to the bathroom in order to escape.
“Oh, the Empire has prepared something for that. Since I stayed there for a few days too.”
But there’s no way I could let loose the bastard who threw me in jail, no, the bitch who left me out to dry.
“Go fetch that.”
“Yes, sir.”
I ordered the soldiers I had prepared in advance to bring me something. They immediately brought me an object.
Clang! Clatter clatter!
The Peace Religion were fanatics who could charge at any time for Iron, no, for the God of Peace.
The archenemy of me, who came from an evil organization!
“Should I sprinkle some salt...”
“Why? Is salt not expensive?”
“It’s one of the traditions of my hometown. It’s a tradition to sprinkle salt to dispel evil spirits.”
“It’s not an evil spirit, but the God of Peace? And wasn’t your hometown just an ordinary farming village? Was it a village wealthy enough to sprinkle expensive salt?”
It’s possible because it’s the hometown of my previous life, not the level of my old hometown.
I couldn’t say that, so I had no choice but to gloss over it.
“Sometimes they sprinkle it, sometimes. Just a little bit.”
“Is that so?”
The princess didn’t seem to doubt it either.
“Thanks to the Religion, work has been delayed... I guess it’s time to get ready now. If it gets too late, the plan could fail.”
The operation was greatly delayed due to the Peace Religion.
General Laiasha (reserved), who makes me wonder what feat he performed against the enemy last night when I wake up in the morning.
If we leave General Laiasha, who provokes such curiosity, alone, he may be killed or dismissed from his position as general before we execute our plan.
That would be tricky.
No matter how much we’re plucking, the other side is the Kingdom of Merdeah, classified as a military powerhouse.
It was a place with enough power to pose a major threat to the Empire if a decent general was in command.
“Yeah, it’s too late. No matter how much time we needed, I didn’t know how to move the Religion.”
“That’s right.”
I got the answer that the tip was confidential so I didn’t know, but where we would report was obvious.
The Kingdom of Merdeah.
The Kingdom of Merdeah needed time to find a way to prevent magical bombing.
That’s why they must have poked the Empire without solid evidence.
“Thanks to them, I had a very bad experience.”
“Yeah. Revenge must be taken.”
In order for our revenge, we must hurry up and execute the plan and give the Kingdom of Merdeah a big hit.
Marquis Religius Ruh Laiasha, General of Merdea Kingdom!
“Your Highness!”
That’s when it happened. The soldier rushed in with an urgent expression.
“Could it be that the enemy attacked?”
“Yes, that’s right!”
“Could it be... Were they watching the Religion leave?”
As long as the Peace Religion came in, we cannot attack the enemy.
But not being able to attack applies to the enemy as well.
Since the Peace Religion entered our territory, attacking us means attacking the Peace Religion.
“No, that’s not it. The enemy tried to attack even before the Peace Religion left.”
“They’ve gone crazy.”
Attacking even though the Religion was here.
There was no general among the enemies with that kind of guts.
“...Huh?”
There’s no guts, but there’s one lunatic.
“Could it be... What’s the name of the attacking enemy general?”
“What is it?”
At my trembling voice, the princess sent me a look as if she knew something.
“The enemy general’s name is Religius Ruh Laiasha, the Marquis!”
“No, could it be!”
Even the princess opened her eyes wide in dismay.
Damn it! We’re doomed. He made his move.
“What, what about the enemy’s damage?”
“Excuse me?”
“How’s the enemy damage?”
Normally, I would worry about friendly casualties, but this time was different.
The opponent was Marquis Laiasha.
I had to worry about not the friendly forces but the enemy forces.
And as I expected...
“Ah, there are no friendly casualties. Since they defended well while waiting, they were able to defeat the enemy and gain a great victory. And Marquis Laiasha, who is retreating...
Our candidate for Commander-in-Chief, Marquis Laiasha, was defeated and running around.
“Damn it!”
“Hurry up and move, Ast!”
Before the plan was even executed, our plan centered around Marquis Laiasha was in danger of dying.
Me and the princess, in a hurry, began to move with all our might to save Marquis Laiasha.
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