Tyrant

“Here, I’ll take care of these minions with the soldiers.” I commanded Lucas. “You take the elite heroes… and rescue Mikhail.” Without the heroes, it would be tough for just the soldiers to handle these hundreds of scarecrows, and the heroes, on their own, would find it difficult to confront the legion commander who had…

Flash-! Lightning flashed inside the forward base. Licking my parched lips, I waited and then yelled, “Now! Everyone, charge-!” Swoosh! Lucas, leading the way with Torkel, Nobody, and Chain in the vanguard, dashed forward, followed closely by me, Dearmudin, Hannibal, and thirty soldiers. “Gah?!” “Let go, you monster bastards!” “Break free! Everyone, snap out of…

As Zenis was preparing to be deployed according to the plan, a young boy’s voice reached him. “Um… over there!” When Zenis turned around, it was Hannibal. The tousle-haired boy stood a few steps away from Zenis, unsure of what to do, fidgeting. “…” Zenis too seemed at a loss for words. An awkward silence…

“Knowing when to efficiently give up is also a virtue of a king, Prince Ash. Pursuing ideals blindly is nothing but obstinacy and arrogance.” “…” “The world calls a leader who can find a good compromise between ideals and reality a wise ruler. If not, they’re nothing but a tyrant.” Dearmudin, who had repeated the…

Bang! Bang! Boom! The Scarecrow Legion Commander, having taken to the air, unleashes a ferocious attack on us. With every swing of his sword, crimson magic power explodes, and our heroes cough up blood, rolling on the ground. He is using the Mikhail’s power, which he kidnapped and now wears on his chest. And Mikhail…

Flash! Right after we breached the forward base through the teleport gate. “Shh!” “Eh?!” “Keep quiet!” Myself and the heroes’ party, the ‘Uncles,’ immediately silenced ourselves and crouched low, taking cover against the wall. “…Damn it.” Surveying our surroundings, I let out a curse under my breath. Creak, creak, creak… The forward base had already…

“Well… I guess that’s fine, Zenis.” As I organized the story, I wiped my forehead. “I’ve realized that you are a fool and a pushover but a good person, and I’ve also understood your relationship with Hannibal. I get it, but…” I looked around at the other uncles, sweating coldly. “…how do I tell this…

Zenis was dragged back to the Mist Kingdom. Kneeling in the square, Zenis was beaten by the king’s soldiers throughout the night. But no matter how much he was whipped and beaten, he did not let go of the child in his arms. He knew the moment he let go, the child would die. “This,…

Zenis fled with Cloudy. The superhumanly trained Inquisitor’s body was agile enough to escape the city, even while holding a full-term girl in his arms. Having evaded the encirclement, they took a momentary rest in an abandoned hut on the outskirts. With the tension released, Cloudy leaned against the wall and fell asleep as if…

Three years later, fourteen years ago. Western Mist Kingdom. Temporary temple of the Goddess’s order. “Priest~ Uncle~!” “Play with us-!” Children from the slums ran into the temple courtyard, screaming noisily. Soon after, with a creak, the old door of the temporary temple opened, and Zenis appeared, scratching his unkempt hair. “…Not a priest, but…