I Obtained the Final Boss' Power

Chapter 25 : State of Emergency (2)

State of Emergency (2)

Rejir had been captured by the Zodiac security forces as a consequence of breaking the law.

However, he was of the Bisted bloodline, a family of high prestige in the Empire.

It was obvious he would be released soon, with just a bit of questioning.

'Do they not know who I am?'

There had never been anyone who touched him and walked away unscathed.

That's why this whole affair was an enormous humiliation to Rejir.

He had even lost one of his wrists.

They had dared to do this to the very body, precious as gold, of a Bisted.

'Louis Seifert, and that damned female officer...!'

He was determined to get revenge as soon as he was released. Burning with rage, Rejir ground his teeth.

But those bastards belonged to the 7th Legion.

It would be difficult for him to exact vengeance personally.

Using the vast authority of the Bisted family to frame them would be useless.

They were already considered criminals just by being affiliated with the 7th Legion.

Would sentencing someone already on death row to death again change anything?

'Still, it doesn't mean there's no way.'

Bisted was extremely closely tied to the 7th Legion.

There were plenty of officers within the 7th Legion who followed Bisted. I

f he gave the order, they would carry it out immediately.

But only the head of the family, Alber, had the authority to give such an order.

That's right.

If it were his father, for sure he would retaliate for his sake.

There's no way he'd let those who trampled on the prestige of Bisted go free.

Louis Seifert and that female officer were as good as dead.

'First, I have to do something about this wrist...'

As expected, Rejir was released in no time.

The moment he returned to his family, the pain from his severed wrist flared up again.

The stronger his pain, the brighter his resolve to kill Louis burned. If possible, he wanted to kill him with his own hands.

–Rejir. You are excommunicated.

But when Rejir returned to his family, a shocking result awaited him.

The words spoken by his father, Alber Bisted, left Rejir at a loss for words.

–Father, what are you...?

–In a time when the Holy Nation is glaring at us with fire in their eyes, you were caught consorting with demonkin. As the family head, I must take responsibility for this.

The decision made as part of that responsibility was even more stunning. He meant to send his own young master, Rejir, to the 7th Legion.

There were plenty of groups who would never forgive anyone tied to demonkin.

The Holy Nation, for example, would kill at a glimpse of anything suspicious related to demonkin.

It was an unavoidable choice to avoid their suspicion, but Rejir could not understand.

–This is too much! Do you not know what I've been through? How could you do this to me...!

What could being sent to the 7th Legion possibly mean? It was a cold-blooded judgment, showing neither blood nor tears.

–The villain isn't me, it's that damned brat!!

His own young master had lost a hand. How could his father be so cruel?

Rejir begged for the decision to be overturned, but Alber was adamant.

Knights under Alber's command seized Rejir. At that, Alber spoke.

–Do you want revenge on that boy Louis? You can do it yourself.

If he wanted revenge, it was up to him to do it with his own hands.

And so, the moment Rejir returned to his family, he was excommunicated.

A noble reduced to a criminal in an instant, Rejir wailed endlessly.

Even as he arrived at Paruzan Fortress, his tears did not stop.

.

.

.

"Huuuk... Hik...!"

Remembering how he got dragged here, Rejir whimpered.

"So that's what happened."

Hearing his story, Louis shook his head as if feeling sorry for him.

"Your father really is too much. How could he do that to his only precious child?"

Louis patted his shoulder with mocking sympathy.

"What... did you just say?"

With bloodshot eyes, Rejir glared at Louis.

"Say it again...!"

Seeing the bloodthirsty look in Rejir's eyes, Louis clicked his tongue.

"Is that any way to look at someone comforting you?"

The moment he heard that, Rejir lost control. Turning savage, he reached out for Louis but failed to reach him.

"Graaaaaaaagh!!"

"If you're a soldier, act like one and stay quiet."

With a cold expression, Silia activated a spell. Rejir screamed from a pain he had never felt before.

"Keugh...!"

Collapsed on the ground, Rejir looked up at the two. Yes, it was these bastards.

They were the ones who had thrown him into this hell.

"You bastards...!"

They must die.

He could never let them be. He was the heir of the great Bisted family.

Those who laid hands on him could not be left unpunished.

"You... need to pay just as I did...!"

Watching Rejir stand despite torture, Louis wore an interested expression.

Smirking, he spoke.

"I've already paid, just like you."

Louis was already a soldier of the 7th Legion. What more could he lose when he already had nothing left?

"And that was thanks to your father."

Louis grabbed Rejir by the head. Dragging him forward, he drove his knee into Rejir's solar plexus.

"Keugh!!"

"Maybe you only got excommunicated, but because of your family, I lost my domain and my parents were killed."

Still holding Rejir's head as he groaned, Louis continued.

"Do you think you're the only one with a right to be angry?"

Rejir met Louis's cold eyes. At that, his face, twisted with rage, drained of color.

"Still, it's good you came. Now you have the chance for revenge with your own hands."

He now had the chance to kill Louis and Silia with his own hands. But there was a problem.

"So... are you going to let me take revenge?"

"No."

Thud!-

Louis kicked Rejir in the solar plexus. Shocked by an inhuman strength that couldn't come from such a small frame, Rejir clawed at the ground.

Knights from the nearby fortress hauled him away.

"The Bisted family is rotten to the core."

"......."

"Feeling a bit relieved now that one of them's been caught?"

Louis replied curtly to Silia's question.

"Of course not."

He's only an heir. The main perpetrator who destroyed the Seifert domain was the head, Alber Bisted.

"The real leader is still out there."

"Bringing him down won't be easy. He's a noble right beneath the Imperial Court itself."

"......"

Silia was right. Bisted's cozy relationship with the 7th Legion was due to their ties to the Imperial Court.

But that wasn't the only issue. The Holy Nation was also a problem.

Thanks to Rejir's story just now, it was clear how they were moving.

'Didn't expect them to be so stubborn.'

They were fanatics, ready to pull their swords at the first sign of demonkin.

And they matched the imperial army in might.

If someone appeared with the power of the Chaos Dragon, their reaction was predictable.

"I'm not reckless enough to risk my life needlessly."

Louis wasn't the type to throw his life away fighting the whole nation in a fit of vengeance.

Right now, the safest place for Louis was this demon realm. Even if something like a stampede broke out.

****

"Are you Louis?"

When Louis returned to the living quarters, he was greeted by a newly assigned officer.

"I'm Eike, your new squad leader from now on."

The officer, eike, gave a little introduction. He was fiercer than other officers, he said, and had slain a hundred monsters.

That was the gist Louis gathered.

Rather than listening to that, Louis looked at his squad members.

Fortunately, everyone was alive, though their expressions were gloomy.

It seemed they were scared of this so-called stampede.

"Any questions?"

Eike, done introducing himself, gave Louis a chance to ask. So Louis asked,

"Did something happen to my squad while I was away?"

"Ah, come to think of it, I forgot to tell you."

Then Eike gave an order to the squad members.

"Time's up. Get ready, now."

The squad members, with resigned faces, began prepping their gear. To hunt monsters, all they had were wooden swords.

As the squad headed out, Louis followed behind. Only then did his squad members greet him.

"Young master! You came back so soon!"

"Thank goodness!"

"Having you here makes me feel safer."

Louis asked his squad,

"Where are we going now?"

"Well..."

Victor started explaining. Everything went wrong after Kadim's squad returned to the fortress.

They were said to be the strongest unit here.

Getting involved with them was as good as dying. Unfortunately, Louis's squad had gotten involved.

"At first, I thought they were just being nice."

"Nice?"

"They shared snacks with us..."

Kadim's squad, noticing Louis's squad was young, approached them in a friendly way.

Said they looked pitiful and shared snacks obtained as a reward. It seemed a considerate act, but this was the 7th Legion.

No one would show kindness without a reason.

"And then?"

"I missed the bread and snacks you gave us so much... We couldn't resist and took some. The problem started after we ate it all."

Kadim's squad smiled as if they'd been waiting for this. Since Louis's squad ate their snacks, they now had to return the favor.

"What kind of favor?"

"They asked us to be errand boys. But the request was too much..."

They were told to steal food and supplies from other squads. Being too timid, Louis's squad refused outright.

"Then they got mad and changed the request—said we should be their 'training partners'..."

Now Louis understood why they had wooden swords. He also knew what "training partners" meant.

Last time, Odun's squad had attacked Louis under the guise of training.

Considering it was just a pretext for violence, this time would be no different.

"On top of being scared from the stampede, now we were targeted by those dangerous guys. It's all because of Dimo!"

"M-me?"

"You were the first to sneak a snack because you said you'd die of hunger!"

"You were just as hungry! You all ate too..."

Thud!-

Suddenly, the building shook with a loud thump, and the squad stopped arguing, startled.

Having cracked the wall with his fist, Louis sighed deeply.

"So why did you eat it?"

"What?"

"Why did you eat it, idiots?"

When Louis asked, seething with anger, his squad shriveled.

"Did you forget how I trained you during this period? I warned you: soldiers never show kindness for no reason."

"But... we were too hungry to refuse..."

"So? And what happened now?"

Obviously, they were about to be beaten by Kadim's squad under the guise of training.

"Answer me, idiots. What happened?"

"But we're too scared to fight..."

"Shut up and keep walking."

When Louis sternly pushed them, the squad moved out in front.

The place they arrived at the end was the training hall in the fortress basement, with many soldiers gathered.

"Hey! You finally here!"

From the look of them, Louis could tell these were Kadim's squad. His squad shivered at seeing them, but had no choice but to walk forward—Louis was behind them, scarier still.

"Who's up first?"

One of Kadim's squad stepped forward, wielding a wooden sword shaped like a greatsword.

Wouldn't a hit from that kill someone? Frightened by the sight, dimo turned to Louis.

"Young master... I don't think we can win. Shouldn't you go fir—"

"Dimo, you're up first."

"Huh?"

Louis tossed Dimo right in front of the other soldier.

"Young master...!"

"Fight."

No matter how much Dimo cowered, Louis had only one thing to say.

"If you don't want to die, fight."