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“Haaa! Why don’t you have the “Seal”!? You’re a pig, but are you still the king!?”
“…… It’s true, Alta. Father did not trust Rotakka even one millimeter. Father should have kept it, even after his abdication, without giving it away. He said he would pass it directly to the unborn child.”
Eliza’s testimony changed Alta’s complexion.
The former king, Arlos, was living a life of seclusion with his wife as a monk in a remote and faraway land.
It would take three days to get there one way.
“It’s a hassle! You guys, go and kidnap my father!”
Alta grumbled as he ordered his assassins to go get his father.
“Eliza! I’m going to keep your head for now! You’re going to jail for a while!”
“Alta~kun! If you’re going to put Eliza chan in jail, I’m going with her~!”
“No, no, no, Rotakka! You’re going to be the puppet of king for a while longer! If Murand and the rest of the entourage try anything bad, I’ll kill Eliza as soon as I can, okay?~!
At Alta’s charitable words, the King, Rotakka and the other important figures, including the Duke of Murand, nodded their heads in agreement.
(A-at any rate, it bought time. …… If Queen Eliza is lost, Grateka will surely be finished.)
The Duke of Murand, who is known as a wise general, thinks so in his heart and feels relieved.
No one would have imagined that Alta, that goofy prince, would be able to rise to such a level of skill.
“……There’s no need to be in a hurry after coming this far. As long as I’m king, I’m in charge. No one will ever underestimate me again. .., Seti!”
Alta was muttering to himself as she watched Eliza’s back being taken away by the assassins.
Unconsciously, he is humming the name of Seti, who is not present here.
Three days later.
Arlos, the former king, is detained in the audience chamber in chains.
Not many days have passed, despite the fact that he had been in hiding in a remote area.
Perhaps it was due to the agility of the assassins belonging to the assassination organization Hades.
“It’s been a long time~, Papa, or rather, father! What’s with your head?”
Alta sits on his throne with his legs crossed in a sulky manner as he interrogates.
Next to him stood his servant Pomple and the current king, Rotakka.
Arlos, the former king, kneels bound and kneels before his disowned son.
Wearing shabby monk’s clothes, he no longer feels the dignity he once had.
His long white beard is still in place, but he has shaved the hair on the top of his head, giving him a “Tonsura” of hair that looks like a bowl.
“…Alta. As a parent, I have come to serve God in order to atone for the sins of being spoiling you. I am not living a glamorous retired life like you think!”
Arlos looks up and says, as if to say, This is what happens to parents who give birth to foolish sons and daughters.
“I don’t give a damn! What happened to mama?”
“….She died. After you left the country, she was so broken-hearted that she committed suicide. Eliza doesn’t know that, and I’m sure she still thinks she’s in hiding with …… me.”
Perhaps his desire to retire was out of parental desire to avoid being forced to burden his daughter, who will now support the country.
However, Alta, the son and most beloved of all, spit on the floor in a nonchalant manner.
“After all, in this world, there is only the weak and the strong. The weak are the first to die, both physically and mentally. Dad, I learned to hate it when you banished me, and it made me stronger ……, so I’m grateful to you for that.”
“Alta…… are you really Alta? I don’t think so! Who the hell are you?!”
“Half right, half dead wrong. I am Alta von Yukein. I am the rightful heir to the throne of the Holy Land of Grateka! At the same time, I am the possessor of the mightiest thousand bodies!”
“T-Thousand, you say? What are you talking about?”
“Don’t worry, you don’t need to know! But, father, did you bring the Seal with you?!”
“I didn’t bring it!”
“Bullshit! I got testimony from onee chan! If you lie, I’ll kill you and Eliza!”
“It’s true! I am no longer king! Therefore, it is deposited in the Temple of Mersana! Pope Leila has kept it in her safekeeping!”
“The Pope of the Temple of Melsana…… Fiala’s mother? What ……she is in the country after all, what a hassle!”
“But I’ve asked Leila to give it to the next king of the legitimate bloodline,…… Alta, you’re the one who’s been disowned, blood or no blood. You already have no claim to the throne, and Leila hates you because of her daughter. …… Even if you get down on your knees, she won’t give it to you.”
“Hmph, as long as I know where it is, that’s all that matters. I can take what I want. As long as I have the “seal,” the other countries will have to agree to take over the rest from the current king, Rotakka. At the very least, it won’t be an excuse for them to join forces and take me down, will it? Isn’t that right, Murand?!”
Alta shouted loudly and asked the Duke of Murand who was standing by the wall.
“It is as you say, Master Alta,…… and that is why you have set aside His Majesty Rotakka?”
“Well, yes. The pig is harmless as long as food is nearby. And when I’m holding your beloved Eliza hostage, you’re going to have to do what I say, aren’t you, my king?”
“B-Buhi… I think I need 10 meals a day, including snacks.. If you let Eliza chan live, I will be loyal to Alta-kun.”
“You’re going to eat 10 meals? …… I knew you were a pig. I don’t need your loyalty. I will kill Eliza as vengeance. I’ll turn you into a stuffed animal, so take good care of it.”
“Alta! You kill your own sister. …… I didn’t know you were this stupid!”
“idiot… I used to be like that. But it’s different now! I’ve risen from below zero to this! No one can make fun of me anymore! Not even Seti…. You and the others, let my father stand up!”
At Alta’s instruction, the subordinate assassin stood Arlos up.
With a wan smile on his face, he rises from his throne, draws his “magic sword Ansalar” and approaches.
“A-Alta …… you, what are you doing?”
“…No one can mock me for my incompetence anymore. Dad, you’re the last one! die!!”
The blade swung down towards Arlos without the slightest hesitation.
“Guaaaah, Altaa, you aaaaah! youuu!!!!.”
“Buhii! Alta-kun cut his father!? He cut him to death!!!”
Rotakka screams, and Duke Murand and the overlords are in an uproar.
Alta stomped on his father’s corpse with one foot and raised his magic sword toward the surroundings.
“Shut up! This is what happens to everyone who underestimate me, dad or not! Remember that! Pomple, you stay here and keep an eye on these guys! I’m leaving half my men behind!”
“Alta aniki, where are you going?”
“To the Temple of Mersana, of course! I’m going to take the Seal from Pope Leila! Gahahahahahaha!”
Alta answered with a high laugh and walked out of the room with fifty assassins in tow.
(Very good madness, Alta. Though I have a feeling you are being guided well by someone or something.)
Alta frowned at the thought from Mors, his half-body.
(What did you say, Mors? What do you mean?)
(No, it’s nothing. …… Since you killed your father with your own hands, you’ll never wake up to your conscience. I say this is a relief.)
(Ha! Not from the beginning! I just haven’t had the chance to play it until now! No matter what method I use, I will definitely get my hands on Grateka and show it to you! If that’s the case, then you too can become half the king, right? I don’t mind making this country the base of my organization! )
(…… I see, that’s exciting.)
Contrary to his words, Mors seemed to be somewhat cold.
Alta narrows his eyes at the tone that says he has no interest in stealing the country.
It is good that he has achieved a fusion and gained superhuman power, but it is hard to read what Mors is really up to.
The only thing they have in common is their bizarre obsession with Seti, the God of Death.
(Well, as long as we share a body like this, I don’t think Mors would betray me. ……)
Alta, with a trace of doubt in his mind, stopped himself from pursuing the matter any deeper.
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