Fallen Monarch

Chapter 127

127. Winners and Losers (14)

[You could see it that way.]

Pygnis eyes trembled at Arrtarks response. His mind was filled with thoughts of Grapefruit, but on the other hand, he was looking for a chance at victory. The Devil of Lania in front of him was standing stock still. Rather than being panicked at having the Demon Lord hostage, he was boldly threatening him. However, his appearance looked so stiff that it almost appeared like afront.

That bastardmight be struggling with concern, just like me! He must be hoping for me to buckle first!

But what if it wasnt a front? What would happen after he potentially killed the Demon Lord?

Everything would be over.

Even if the Kingdom of Lome obtained victory by sparing the Demon Lord, it would only be a brief pause for negotiations before reaching a non-aggression pact. Besides these things, the Kingdom of Lome would be left in a difficult position depending on Salems whims. Of course, the benefit would be that he would solidify his seat on the throne for having defeated the Demon Kingdom.

Howeverits too weak of a benefit for this war.

Everything would be destroyed once the Demon Lord died, including Pygni himself, his people, the land, his nation, and even his son, Grapefruit It would all disappear without a trace.

Theres nothing but despair down that path.

It was a meager benefit at a high cost. Although he had gambled with his life countless times, the burden of the current situation was incomparable.

Pygni stared at Arrtark, who remained unmoving. His mystical golden eyes were watching him, emotionlessly, as though prying into his deepest secrets. His gaze seemed to be sucking out his soul. If he didnt speak the truth, it was as if any lie would immediately be discovered. The silent pressure seemed to be warning him against a foolish move. This gaze Pygni couldnt help but submit to it.

Lets stop this idiotic gamble. Even if I win, the losses would be too great. Other than defeating the Devil of Lania here, there is no guarantee that the Kingdom of Lome will be safe. In case we sign an armistice and a non-aggression pact, the moment the duration is complete, they will surely use this war as the casus belli for an invasion

That would be dozens of years later, and the one sitting on the throne would not be Pygni, but his son, Grapefruit. Furthermore, at that timenot even Oskal would be there to hold the fort. It wasnt befitting for a father to push such despair down the line to his son.

I guess Im not fit to be a wise king.

Pygni made a bitter smile and quietly muttered, steeling his resolve, Release my son.

[You first, Pygni. After I guarantee that the Demon Lord is safe, Ill have him return to the Kingdom of Lome without any harm.]

Pygni glared at Aartark. 

How can I trust that you will keep your word?

[I swear upon the Demon Lord, Lily Golt. I shall release you all.]

Swearing to the Demon Lord? Pygni felt that there was truth in that more than anything. 

He quietly closed his eyes and spoke into the crystal ball, Release the Demon Lord. We lost Its the Demons victory.

Shut up and let her go! You are not a part of the Holy Kingdom but a soldier of Lome; a soldier exclusive to me, Pygni! Just follow your orders!

Pygni yelled back at Peter, shutting down his dangerous proposition

The voice this time belonged to Luis. He felt that, at the very least, Luis made smart decisions, and hearing him speak eased his concerns. However

Pygni froze at the voice of a single woman. He felt an overwhelming sense of unease while staring obsessively at the crystal ball.

Arrtark and Pygnis eyes grew wide.

Pygnis face paled at the female magician, Ariss, words. She was a former member of Hero Ludins party and Ludins lover, a person with a grudge toward all Demons. That womanwas now saying some dangerous things in front of the Devil of Lania.

Dangerous! That hysterical womanis going to go through with it!

The reason for her dispatch was her talent. As she had a grudge against the Devil of Lania, he had suspected that she would show extraordinary ability in kidnapping the Demon Lord. However, the problem now was that she had realized the Demon Lords importance to the Devil of Lania. In other words, she might just kill the Demon Lord in order to exact her revenge against him.

What kind of shit are you spouting!? Release her at once

Aris cut Pygni off. Arrtark did not recognize the owner of the voice, but he knew of the Hero Ludin, the commander of the Heros Allied Army who had invaded the Demon Kingdom. He was the one who had torn out the mans heart, andhe could easily suspect that the voice belonged to someone at Ludins side who was looking at him so dearly back then. As such, he understood that her words were truthful, so Arrtark spoke with weight behind these words.

[Female mage. Release the Demon Lord immediately.]

The sound of teeth grinding could be heard beneath Arrtarks helmet.

[I havent felt the pain of losing someone precious? Laughable! You dare say such things to me?!]

Arratrks golden eyes trembled. Shaking with rage, he shouted toward the crystal ball held in Pygnis hand.

[If you dont release her immediately, none of you will live! If Lily dies by your hands, every last member of humanity shall fall, including you!]

[Pygni! Command them! Stop the mage!]

Due to Arrtarks fury, the Undead began to scream as they raised their weapons. They pressured Pygni, as if they would kill him immediately.

Pygni felt the danger creeping onto him and shouted with stumbling words.

Waitthat isnot the intention of the Kingdom of Lome!

Pygni turned to the crystal in his hand, which was gradually breaking apart. It was a consumable communication type crystal ball, and its usage was limited to 10 minutes. As that time has passedthe call would be cut before long.

Its dangerous! If even the call is cut!

He would die. His son, all the soldiers here, and even the entirety of humanity might be crushed as well! 

Pygni desperately shouted toward the crystal ball, Peter! Luis! Stop Aris! Its an order! No matter howjust stop her!

***

A desperate scream resounded from the cracked crystal ball. Peter, who had been holding back the Demons, hesitated. He was gauging the situation while holding his Holy Sword against the Demon Lord, Lily Golts, neck. The Demons surrounding them were trying to think up ways to save her, andhe could also see Aris slowly approaching, gathering mana into her staff.

She was earnestly condensing her mana with all her might and aiming it toward the Demon Lord.

W-waitAris! Its His Majestys order! We have to release

No, the Demon Lord dies. She has to die.

Aris approached Lily with a cold gaze, but Luis blocked her path with an arrow aimed at her.

Aris, stop! We must obey the order from His Majesty! The war is over! The Demon Lords effectiveness as a hostage has been neutralized. Its our loss.

Dont speak nonsense. We are a Heros party made to kill the Demon Lord. For us, defeat is being unable to kill the Demon Lord, and victory is killing the Demon Lord. It isnt that we cant kill her, but that we didnt? Aris said with a twisted smile. Just where is such a Hero?

Aris, calm down! Luis is right! We have to follow His Majestys order!

Although Peter tried to stop her, his Holy Sword remained at Lilys neck. 

Luis, noticing this, shouted, Peter, let her go!

What? B-but if I do that, the Demons will swarm in!

Thats why we have to let her go! His Majesty, Pygni, has already admitted defeat! If we forfeit our weapons and express our surrender, the Demons wont take our lives!

Our livesare you saying we could still die?

Im saying we would live, you dolt! If the Demon Lord dies, we die as well!

Peter looked back and forth between Aris and Luis. On the other side, Aris continued to gather her mana and approached him.

Peter, kill her.

B-but His Majestys orderand what Luis is saying has merit. Just holding her like this wont have meaning

Kill her. Arent you the Hero? Arent you the Hero born to kill the Demon Lord?

B-but

Peter! Dont listen to that bitchs Cough!

Luiss voice was cut off. As though he was being suffocated, the arrow and bow he was holding fell to the ground. He clutched his throat and collapsed while glaring at Aris, gasping for breath.

Its magic that takes away the air. I can only use it briefly, but its enough to shut your noisy mouth.

Aris, what did you do to Luis!? What are you doing to your companion!

Aris approached Peter, aiming her staff at the Demon Lord again. Lily glared at Aris.

Ive seen you before. You were the magician in the former Heros party, right?

You know well.

You think you can kill me? I might be the weakest Demon Lord, but Im not so weak that I would die at your hands.

Aris looked at Lily and smirked.

Youre funny for someone who got captured, historys most incompetent Demon-Lord.

Lily bit her lips in frustration.

Well, Demons have some inherent tolerance to magic, and Demon Lords more so. Instead of magic, how about a sword? Itll be different if its a Holy Sword. Aris turned her gaze toward Peter. Peter Can you kill the Demon Lord?

Peter grabbed Lily in a panic and said, What? No, what are you talking about! I just told you I cant kill her!

Arent you a Hero? Werent you granted the title of Hero by the Pope in order to kill the Demon Lord?

I!

For humanitykill the devil, the Demon Lord! The sole purpose of Heroes is to eliminate heretics, cults, and devils! Kill the witch! If you dontthe Pope will see you as a heretic.

?!

Peter hesitated. Not missing the opportunity, Aris quickly approached him. She grabbed his hand, and at the same time, light burst out from her staff. All the condensed mana seeped into Peters body and made his head numb. Her voice not only rang in his ears but in his head as well. 

Luis, his hands wrapped around his neck, glared at Aris. Charm magic?

Peter looked at Aris, and his head turned dizzy. 

With a miserable expression, Aris whispered, For me

Peters eyes grew large.

For Aris

N-no Aris I

Dont you love me? If you kill the Demon LordI can reciprocate your feelings.

As she whispered into his ear, Peters rationality snapped, and he nodded.

Yes, I understand.

Peter pushed Lily, who lost her balance and fell to the floor. The Demons desperately rushed toward her, but Peter turned to the fallen and dumbfounded Lily. He put all his strength into the hand holding the Holy Sword and raised it up.

His unfocused eyes stared at Lily, accompanied by a chilling laugh.

For humanity, and for Aris I, the Hero, shall slay the Demon Lord!

He brought down his sword with all his strength. The sharp blade dug through a hand, almost cutting it clean. The Holy Sword was narrowly stopped before it struck Lily, leaving her trembling. Lily stared forward, wide-eyed.

Uwaaaack! Youve gone mad, Peter! You bastard, no matter how stupid you are, you became entranced by a woman in this situation? Are you insane!?

Luis grabbed the hilt of the sword with his mangled hand. If he had missed even a little, his hand would have been severed entirely. Luis looked at his hand and ground his teeth.

Shit! My hand!

For archers, their hands were their life. Thus, having his hand pierced through made his teeth tremble.

Luis glared at Peter with resentful eyes.

Luis? Dont stop me! Im only doing my job as a Hero!

Dont make excuses! You got charmed by Aris, yet you call yourself a Hero!? Theres a limit to naivety!

Luis poured out profanities for his hand. Peters skill was commendable, but the development of his mind, concentration, and wisdom was lacking, so to call him a Hero was a bit of an overkill. No, it might be because of these factors that the Holy Kingdom or Aris had made him a Hero in the first place. He was easy to control

Shitbut this isnt it! To think this fucker is a Hero! Really pitiful! Weve left the continent to these idiots? The world has gone crazy!

Why are you interfering? Could it be Luis, were you seduced by the Demon Lord!?

At Peters words, Luis felt something inside him snap. There was a limit to how idiotic someone could be. 

Aah really So mad-!

Shit, you dumbass Hero!

Luis gripped his dagger with his other hand and dipped it into the leather pouch on his waist. A white powder stained his dagger, which he stuck into Peters thigh. The blade dug into the gap between his armor, causing him to bleed. 

Peter gritted his teeth and yelled, If youre with the Demon Lord, I cant forgive even you! Luis! Die for humanity-!

Peter wildly swung his Holy Sword. Luiss hand flew off, but before the sword reached his neck, it stopped. Peter faintly opened his eyes and frowned.

Luis?

Damned Hero, are you awake now? Its a paralytic that takes effect immediately. Looks like its useful against you.

What did I

The Demons finally swarmed Peter. Kuman had also regained consciousness. He grabbed Peter and slammed him to the ground. He then stood over him and swung his fist.

S-save Her Highness!

Kulbo and the goblins frantically dragged Lily away and retreated. Aris lifted her staff to stop them, but Nordin Wood stood in front of her.

Move. Demon!

As a ball of flame appeared on Ariss staff, Nordin Wood extended his hand.

Its not only humans that can use magic, brat!

The ground underneath Aris collapsed. Tree roots grew wildly, restricting her legs and her entire body. The tree roots then tightened, and sounds of bones breaking and screams rang out in the hallway. Still, Nordin Wood had a sour expression, and he did not stop. The mana gathered in Ariss staff eventually depleted, extinguishing the ball of fire.

***

Ey! Whatis happening! Ey!

Pygni was desperate. The communication crystal ball had expired, shattering into fragments. Amid transparent pieces falling to the ground, he slumped over with despair on his face. He couldnt hear what had happened to the Demon Lord. If something went wrongthey could all die!

As Pygni swallowed dryly, Arrtark turned to the crow sitting on his shoulder. The crow opened its mouth and spoke in a familiar voice.

[I see.]

Relief washed over Pygni, but the next instant, he noticed a particular word, forcing him into silence. She was not released but rescued. The difference of a single word was like a chasm. Arrtark remained quiet and glared at Pygni.

[This is incredibly unsettling, Pygni.]

His killing intent and hostility caused the surroundings to turn dark. It felt like his enraged gaze was physically pressing down on Pygni.

[The responsibility of this incident, how will you bear it?]

Pygni took a step forward and approached Arrtark. The water of death flowed around him, making his feet wet. As Pygnis shoes turned dark, his skin gradually grew black and rotten as well. All the knights hurried to rescue him, but he held out his hand and stopped them.

I-Iwill take full responsibility.

Pygni kneeled, his action freezing the knights. A king of a nation, ruler of the Kingdom of Lome, the prideful land of knights, kneeled? It was an insulting act that had never occurred before. Also, if the other nations knew this, it could cause the Kingdom of Lomes reputation to be crushed to dust. 

Pygni opened his mouth to speak with great difficulty, the swamp of death continuing to decay his flesh, Please forgive us. Although there was pressure from the Holy Kingdom, the act of invading another nation and causing unrest to its people, we, the Kingdom of Lome, shall bear it and compensate you in some way. Also, we shall take responsibility for threatening the Demon Lord, and we, the Kingdom of Lome, formally apologize to the Demon Kingdom.

Pygni slowly lowered his head, his voice trembling toward the end. I accept defeat. It is your  victory.

His head was buried in the swamp of death and eventually swallowed up.

If theres anything you wish I shall compensate you. As long as it is within my poweryes, even if it is my life!