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Chapter 303
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Chapter 303 – Equality Under God
“Ah?”
Myrril and I let out an annoyed sound.
“Perish with the monsters” is annoying but understandable. It’s just a base decision to abandon a pawn if it falls into the hands of an enemy. But I don’t understand that “the time for repentance has passed.”
“Wasn’t he the one who started the “apostles” going around preaching repentance in the first place?”
“No, that was done voluntarily by the former guards.”
Byugi smiled gently.
“They probably agreed with my ideal of creating a society where everyone can live happily. They said they would spread the idea in the Republic and work to create a utopia.”
Perhaps it was the result of feeding their own desire for salvation, but idealism and flowery brains are quite painful. Myrril looked at Saint Miyuki and shook her head as if nothing could be done.
“Well, that’s fine. My demon king will give that old man a special death.”
Me? I don’t mind.
“…Then me too.”
The saint tilted her head at me. I wondered what she meant by “me too,” but then I realized that it was a pose in which she held out her head. No, I don’t have a blade that big, so I can’t do anything. It would be a shame to do it with Myrril’s small knife. Heck, I don’t even want to do it.
“Don’t be a fool. What’s in it for us if we kill you?”
“I am also the emperor’s servant and the leader of the rebel army.”
“Don’t make me laugh. You are just an ornament on a portable shrine. We attacked a fort filled with two hundred men and only thirty or so came out. That too, for the most part.”
I pointed to the approaching cavalry and horse-drawn sleighs loaded with men. There was no one to intercept them and no one to receive them. The fortress was silent.
“Now that you are out of the way, they will either kill you or bring you back.”
“I am not worthy of His Majesty, the Emperor, to take me back.”
I don’t know. Was the Apostle of the Saint working on the emperor’s orders, or were they just being used? One possibility is that they were decoys to secure the fortress until the imperial army could take it over. Whatever the case, it is certain that Miyuki is destined to be used as a pawn and disposed of as useless.
“To be summoned arbitrarily, to be pushed around, to be promoted, and finally to be discarded and die a suicide. Is that what you wanted?”
The saint’s eyes swim slightly, but her smile is unwavering.
“My wish is for a world where everyone is free, equal, and happy.”
“That’s too good to be true. You can’t create something like that just by chanting a mantra. You have to think while you struggle and suffer with your own will, and you have to accumulate food one by one by joining forces with your companions.”
“I know it’s not right of me to say this since I rely so much on Yoshua,” Myrril muttered softly.
Ecla-san folded her arms, placed her hand on her chin, and looked at the saint thoughtfully. It seems that she has already lost the desire to do anything.
“If you let me live, I’ll leave you alone.”
Miyuki picks up the magic wand that is lying on the ground and walks away.
“What are you going to do?”
“I will defend the fort.”
“You have no duty, responsibility, or connection to this fortress or the defeated soldiers who fled here. You know you cannot defend it, and you know you cannot win.”
But she will fight anyway. She will, I am sure.
Because she has always wanted to.
She is trying to be the savior she has waited for, the protector she has hoped for, the selfless guardian she has sought. Her heart is bound to the cry for help that she once released. Minya has also done something sinful.
“If you continue like this, you will have died in vain. It’s all for a bunch of incompetent, selfish, shameless cowards.”
“I don’t care if I win or not. I don’t care about their worth or what they think. I protect them because I want to protect them. Because they want me to help them. I have to protect them!”
Laughing like a saint, she bursts into tears. Her limbs trembled, either with cold or fear. Neither her mind nor her body is very strong. She doesn’t seem to have any special abilities as a mage. As far as I can tell from her fight with Ecla-san, she is only a hair above the level of a common soldier. She only has one weapon. I also removed her armor, which was covered with a magic barrier.
“Your Majesty the Demon King, Your Majesty the Queen.”
Ecla-san jumped up and stood between us.
“Myuki, can you wait a bit before you go outside? I have a bad feeling about this army.”
“What is it, Ecla-dono? If it were that many cavalrymen, we would stop them.”
“No, it’s the horse-drawn sleighs.”
It was the cavalry that was ahead of them. As far as I can see with the binoculars, I can’t see the contents of the covered sled… Isn’t that the Transportation Corps?
“The Imperial Magicians are very good at messing with people’s minds and bodies. Creating golems is a byproduct of that.”
The horse-drawn sleigh stops, and the soldiers disembark.
“The top secret thing they have been working on for a long time is something called an ‘immortal soldier,’ a soldier who never dies.”
“Yeah, that sounds like it.”
I can’t help but groan at the sight through my binoculars. The bouncing motion is the same as the golems. Is this soldier more original?
“It’s not just that these guys don’t die…”
“Huh,” Myrril nodded, snickering dismissively.
“…They were dead from the beginning.”