A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius - A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius chapter 358
358 – Curtain Call
My vision is blurry.
My head hurts.
My whole body is complaining of intense pain.
The body is lying down, the eyes are looking at the ceiling, and one arm is not moving.
As if something was held on tightly.
“…Astasia?”
“Are you sleeping well, Sleepy Prince?”
Astasia holds my arms tightly and laughs.
With a look in your eyes that tells you to look forward to it, or with a look in your eyes that seems to be teasing you, saying, “You must be crazy with curiosity.”
“What happened?”
“Oh my. Don’t you remember?”
“An accurate explanation.”
“You woke up in a week.”
“…A week. Since when?”
“From the day you saved the world.”
Astasia raises my body.
“You defeated the emperor, and peace came to the continent.”
“It’s like an old fairy tale.”
“It’s a happy ending, right?”
“…Let’s take a look around.”
I got up.
Astasia still did not leave me, but she adjusted my clothes and supported me.
“The emperor is dead. The flying imperial palace lost power and crashed. You miraculously survived.”
“…”
“Really, do you know how hard the wizards went through? It was difficult to repair the arm that had fallen off. My heart ached.”
“Is that so?”
Walk.
With Astasia’s support, I slowly leave her room, holding on to her cane.
Click.
With the sound of winding springs, a new scene unfolds.
“Gray!”
“Grey.”
Gibraltar Castle.
“…Mother, and father.”
My mother and father greet me in the hall of the Gibraltar Castle banquet hall.
“How are you still alive?”
“Well, that is…”
“Ta-da.”
The woman who was hiding behind her father slowly reveals herself.
“He was actually a double agent.”
“…Lord Bathory.”
Bathory Erzsebet.
She waved her hand lightly at me with the handcuffs on her wrists.
“Wow, were you scared? It was okay to kidnap the Marchioness Charlotte on a secret mission from His Majesty the Emperor, but why would a strange monster suddenly come out of there?”
“…”
“I took them hostage and hid in secret. But…Ahaha.”
“That’s enough.”
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The father, with one arm of his coat tattered, sighs and shrugs his shoulders.
“Gray. Do you want to kill this woman?”
“…”
“I kidnapped you to hold you hostage, but that made you and me both very upset. I will do as you please.”
“Is there any reason not to kill him?”
Major General Bathory hides behind his father’s back
It’s as if his father is on his side
“They said he could make an arm.”
“Arms?”
“Oh, it’s a prosthetic arm!!”
Director Bathory sticks his head out and shouts.
“You can make it out of gold, or you can make it out of silver! You may not be able to use it like before, but by using the power of alchemy, you will be able to make an arm that can move freely!”
“…Is that so?”
Close your eyes for a moment.
“Where are Noir, Letard, and their younger siblings?”
“Those kids…”
“Hyung!!”
As soon as I thought of it, a group of children came running from the hallway of the banquet hall.
“Are you okay?! Where are you injured?”
“Little brother, calm down. Big brother, can’t you see he’s barely walking right now?”
Noir making a fuss.
Letard presses on Noir.
“Oppa, are you okay?”
“Are you okay, brother?”
“…It should be okay.”
After that, Ruby, Sharpie, and Marin came towards me and asked-
“Baaa.”
And even Topaz, who hasn’t learned the language yet.
“I think I caused you some concern.”
“…In a situation that could be your last, how could you run away like that without even talking to your father?”
My father complained, as if he was deeply upset.
“No matter how much I fell.”
“…Then why didn’t you wake up earlier?”
“What?”
“It’s a joke.”
The atmosphere is so light and happy that my father jokes and I also joke.
“Who else is waiting at the banquet hall?”
“Go and check for yourself.”
At my father’s direction, I extend my staff forward.
I go down the stairs of the banquet hall, which I have visited more than 100 times since the days of the traitors, and stand in the center of the hall.
“Congratulations on your victory—!!”
Along with Sir Robert’s roar, imperial fireworks create a fanfare.
Clap clap clap clap.
The knights of Gibraltar, including Sir Mente and Sir Carlos, clap their hands.
With one eye bandaged and one leg on crutches, everyone turns to me with red eyes and cheers enthusiastically.
“Well, you’ve already accomplished something so great.”
“You ended the war!”
“Ah, I guess so.”
The emperor is dead.
“Your Majesty the Queen. What happened to the Empire?”
“Thanks.”
Naria is approaching.
“After the emperor died, the imperial army retreated. Not only because the emperor was dead, but also because most of the generals who commanded the soldiers were dead.”
Wearing a white dress, she smiles more comfortably than ever and bows her head while holding the end of the dress.
“If there had been a master, he would have tried to resist somehow, but now the empire is divided. After the death of Emperor Tersian, rebellions are breaking out one after another, with the heads of each region claiming to be descendants of the fallen kingdom.”
“…I guess so.”
In the empire, all power was concentrated in one emperor, and all the strong men who could handle the military power of the entire empire died.
“I’ll be busy, Her Highness Carmen.”
“Me, me?”
Queen Carmen, who appeared haggard but covered up her fatigue with makeup, looked at her in surprise.
“Yes. The empire is on the path to self-destruction, so isn’t this the perfect moment to take advantage of this opportunity?”
“…Really, how can someone who just woke up make such a quick decision? Isn’t that right, Dad?”
“That’s right. Hehe.”
The Archduke of Winchester, who was covered in bandages all over his body to the point where it was hard to tell if they were people or bandages, came forward with a hearty laugh.
“Lord Grey.”
“Are you calling me Sir?”
“I know your nature, so I won’t say anything else.”
A few of my fingers were broken or cut off, so I only had three fingers on my shoulder.
“Thank you for your hard work. Sincerely.”
“…Yes.”
It was hard.
“Really, I really had a hard time.”
Enough to die.
“What happened to the elves, or rather the empress?”
[Did you find me?]
Beep.
Astasia takes out a crystal ball.
[I escaped! Really, barely!]
[I’m sorry. But since her daughter is being held hostage …]
On the deck of the blimp, Empress Erwin and Lord Platinum are visible.
Although Baekgeumgyeong was wounded in various places and one of his ears he was cut off in half, the elves, including the two, were clearly alive.
“…Is that so?”
I closed my eyes.
“It’s ideal.”
Sabak, Sabak.
“It was an ideal situation that I really didn’t want.”
“Grey.”
Go down the stairs, exit the banquet hall, and open your eyes.
“As expected.”
The moment you leave the hall and head towards the exit of the mansion, what you see is a huge crowd.
The faces of the crowd are barely visible in gray or grayish silver, as if there is fog.
I can’t hear what’s being said.
I already know it, I remember it, and it is a scene of memory that I will never forget.
“Wasn’t it okay if I didn’t wake up?”
On the execution platform.
In front of a pillar shining with brilliant gold, Astasia is tied up.
“If you were buried in a happy dream and left everything to yourself, thinking it was reality, you wouldn’t have to face the cruel reality.”
“Even if you are buried in a dream, reality will not change.”
Approaching Astasia on the execution platform.
“The moment I already lost you, I was swimming in the silver and suffering.”
“But you woke up. Even though you were half a wreck.”
“Her her Highness her her her Naria her forced us to live through shock therapy, so what can we do?”
Stand in front of Astasia, who is tied to a pillar.
“The living must live. Just as much as the dead.”
“It’s sentimental.”
“This is the will you left behind.”
“Are you going to kill me?”
“…”
I extend my hand in front of Astasia.
The hand moves like a created trajectory, as if a doll controlling me is moving me.
“Are you going to kill me and return to the cruel reality?”
Astasia asks, still smiling.
Even as red blood overflowed from the wound on her shoulder and dyed her dress red, Astasia urged me to make her choice with her expectant eyes.
“It’s okay. It’s always you who decides, and your choices are never wrong.”
“It will be the worst.”
“What is it?”
“Reality.”
I pointed back with my eyes.
“My mother will still be missing, and my father will be a devastated person like me after losing you. Noir and Letard are likely to run away, and my younger siblings lost their parents and home in an instant.”
Gibraltar fell.
“Queen Carmen will give up all government affairs to her father, who has become a waste of money, and the Grand Duke of Winchester will fall to his death. Queen Naria, who has virtually lost her prime minister and mother, will struggle, but There is no way she can get through it with just one Viscount Hex in the Nostrum.”
Nostrum and Morgania also suffered a severe blow.
“Major Bathory betrayed Gibraltar, so he may have also betrayed the Emperor and secretly regained his vampire powers, and Empress Erwin and Lord Platinum may have been killed in a trap set by the Emperor in advance. Well, maybe all the elves are dead. Yes, the emperor may have already sprayed poison on the elves before coming up to the flying palace.”
Ain and his bloodline he also lost most of it.
“Maybe you too.”
Astasia’s eyes are on my heart and arms.
“It might have happened that way. Should we call this ‘Large Light’?”
“Whether it’s a flash or a dream, you have to wake up when you have to wake up.”
Put your hand on the blade.
“Thank you, princess. It’s time to wake up from your dream.”
“…You don’t even give me time to convince you.”
“Because I have to.”
“Then, let me ask you the last question.”
Astasia puts her hand on my blade.
“I’m asking this question purely out of curiosity.”
Once, with the feeling of cutting, the stopped hand slowly begins to move downward.
“Do you like Astasia before regression better, or Astasia after regression?”
“…Really.”
I looked straight ahead.
“Any Astasia, I love you.”
“Pooh.”
“Goodbye, princess.”
“Wow. I’m going to kill the old woman and replace her with the current one~ hehe.”
Astasia was cut by the sword and smiled brightly at me.
“Thank you for moving forward without stopping, prince.”
Click.
With the sound of winding wind, the whole world turns red.
Blood storm.
The trail of Astacia’s blood that she sprayed when she was murdered remains deep in my memory.
…
…
…
It is now scattered in a new trail of blood.
“…Ah.”
Open your eyes.
“Aren’t you deceived by silver?”
The emperor steps back, spattering red blood.
“White silver flows in my blood. I wonder if I wake up from an ecstatic dream with my whole body covered in it.”
“Because a dream is a dream.”
“…”
The emperor spreads his arms and falls backwards.
Wow!
“Last.”
“…”
“At the end, the sword definitely stopped once.”
The emperor looks up at the sky and asks.
“But how did he swing the sword all the way from there?”
“Well, I don’t know.”
If you try not to wake up from a dream.
“If I had been intoxicated by the sweet dreams the emperor showed me, I would not have been able to swing my sword to the end.”
“…I see. I see.”
The emperor laughs as he bleeds.
“I’m such a treacherous b*stard too. Even though I know I lost, I’m lying here like this and somehow holding back the bleeding.”
“…”
“You won, but you were wounded so deeply that you died.”
The emperor’s eyes turn to the sword stuck in me.
“It’s just a matter of time. I haven’t pierced it, but there is no healer who can fly to this high altitude.”
“…”
The sword is piercing the heart.
What is suppressing it is my mana.
“If you run out of mana, you die.”
“When the stamina runs out, the emperor also dies.”
The blood flowing from the emperor’s body boils like lava and spurts out from the wound.
“…Next time, I’ll be able to kill you better.”
The Emperor lifts his head back
“Congratulations. Now, the miracle of return is yours.”
“…”
Before us.
Suddenly, the golden pillar is emitting brilliant light.
“Oh, look. I was watching. For the hero who protected Nostrum, the great golden dragon was about to perform one last miracle. Hehe…”
“Ha.”
The exterior of the pillar gradually collapses, revealing the glass inside.
A golden hourglass.
And within it, gold flows like sand.
“…”
Forward, one step.
“What are you trying to do?”
The emperor’s expression hardens.
Another step.
“Stop. Stop. When you run out of mana, your heart will pour out blood.”
The emperor reached out and grabbed the hem of my pants, but I used my strength to shake off his hand.
“I have the strength left to swing the sword just once.”
Pick up the sword.
The shape is blurry and vague, but the blood flows through the gray aura, taking on the clear shape of a sword.
“Your Majesty. Are you the one who killed my mother?”
“Yes, it’s me! So, stop! Turn back time, go back to the age of 10, and then save your mother and-“
“You’re not good at lying.”
I nodded lightly towards the emperor.
“This is the end of everything.”
Squeezing out the remaining mana, I raise the bloody sword high.
“Now, no one will be able to change the choice.”
Suddenly.
“This damn regression is over now.”
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That split second when I swung the sword.
The golden hourglass broke and lost its light.
“I have no regrets.”
Whoop.
Blood is flowing out of the mouth.
And before your eyes.
“…”
Like any false gold that touched the blood of Gibraltar, the golden hourglass turned into golden smoke and began to scatter like burnt ashes toward the night sky.
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