Tyrant

As dawn approached, signaling the end of the festival, the sky, once filled with fireworks, gradually quieted down. Two mercenaries, drunk and reeking of alcohol, stumbled into the temple. “Ugh, I’m so drunk. So drunk I can’t even see in front of me.” “You can never see in front of you, man… Oh, my head’s…

And so, the final match, albeit a bit rough, had taken place. Deciding to overlook it with a bit of the fantasy world’s romance and my own will as the organizer… Anyway, a victor emerged. “The winning party is ‘The Prince and the Kids’~!” The award ceremony. Each participating party took their turn to ascend…

Dragonblood Frenzy. It was a negative trait of Dusk Bringar that existed even in the game. But it was just that, existing. It had never been used when allied, nor had it been used when appearing as an enemy. It was merely acknowledged as a background setting for having such a negative trait. The conditions…

No matter the circumstances around them. Whether the audience cheered or jeered, regardless of how their comrades fought, or whether the item in their hand was a real sword or not—it didn’t matter. Lucas and Hecate were completely absorbed in each other, exchanging blows with their swords. Neither of them backed down an inch, exchanging…

“Hey, Ash, you really gonna play dirty like this?!” Kellibey, one of the quartet of different species, spat out in anger, but I stood my ground and yelled back just as fiercely. “There’s no such thing as playing dirty in a competition! Just surrender already!” There was no way I was going to lose to…

“Let’s have a match. In this upcoming martial arts tournament, properly.” At the protagonist’s request, whose mindset could only be penetrated by the sword, we who were hiding and watching were perplexed but… “…Haha.” It was then that Hecate finally laughed. “Right. This is why I liked you.” The two knights, who had been the…

Junior’s room. Seeing Hecate in such a bad state, Junior invited her to her room, and Hecate didn’t refuse. She didn’t have the mental energy to refuse. “…” Standing at the entrance of the wizard’s room, filled with the smell of ancient books, Hecate blankly looked around. The room was packed with books, not just…

Originally, today’s schedule was to proceed up to the round of 16 in the martial arts tournament. However, considering the particular circumstances, the Glory Knights’ match was postponed to tomorrow. It would be too much to ask them to compete after such an incident. Thus, the other matches went on as planned… *** Round of…

“A century ago, your great-grandfather requested of Dusk Bringar, the Duchess, saying we needed an invincible army.” The Emperor slowly opened his mouth. “So, the Duchess integrated the magic and sorcery of his time, curses and taboos, and even her own dragon blood to create the Glory Knights, an undying army for the Imperial Guard.”…

“Not a bad festival.” Suddenly, a voice came from behind, and when I turned around, it was Father. The spectators around us, startled, stood up from their seats. The Emperor waved his hand, signaling them to relax. “Don’t worry and enjoy yourselves. I’ve just come to have a chat with my son.” But I wondered…