|Author: Tensei Mikami||Original Source: Syosetu||Word Count: 2269 characters|
|Translator: Jiro||English Source: Re:Library||Word Count: Unknown words|
“So this is how it feels to have your knees buckle…”
Lord Zeeney seemed completely drained of life by the sight that occurred before his eyes. And it wasn’t just him. The soldiers of the Zeeney faction and the Seletina faction were all terrified.
From the depths of the abyss of the garrison, through the ceiling to the night sky. The reality of the blade of light was evidenced by the gaping hole in the ceiling in front of them and the smell of burning dust.
Lord Zeeney, who was on his buttocks in a state of ineptitude, was horrified by the woman in front of him, who burned the heavens and the earth.
Younashi chuckled at how funny he was.
“Did you think you’d die? Don’t worry, I’m not going to kill you. I wasn’t ordered to do anything further.”
“T-That sword… Y-You are… Your esteemed…”
Lord Zeeney’s voice trembled. His survival instincts in the face of Younashi were suddenly ringing alarm bells.
In this context, a frog staring at a snake would be putting it mildly. If one were to describe Lord Zeeney’s current fear, it would be more apt to say that he was witnessing a divine disaster beyond the control of man.
That was because Lord Zeeney had heard of the woman who stood before him. And it was precisely because he knew and that he witnessed a glimpse of her power that every muscle in his body stiffened to the point of freezing.
A smile stretched across Younashi’s face. That cruel, innocent smile was like a young girl poking around an ant’s nest hole and pouring water into it.
“Oh my, it seems you know who I am. This makes things easy. I’m sorry to bother you, but I must stop you.” said Younashi.
At Younashi’s comment, Lord Zeeney’s mouth trembled.
Why me?! Why must she of all people step in to foil my plans?! This is way too unfair!
“W-Why?! W-Why is someone of your status involving themselves with something trivial like this…! I-I have done nothing to offend you, have I?! Are you saying I should die to repent for my actions?!”
“What you do is none of my business. It’s just that I wouldn’t like seeing Lady Seletina dead. She’s an amusing one. It’s been a while since I’ve felt such excitement. So how about you give me some face here and let her go.”
“That’s preposterous! You’re asking for too much!”
“Ew, don’t come closer. There’s nothing more unseemly than an ugly man begging for his life.”
Younashi said bluntly and kicked Lord Zeeney, who had been clinging to her feet. As she did so, Lord Zeeney, who’d received a wooden clog to his cheek, was sent flying into the soldiers in the enclosure like a rubber ball.
The soldiers tried to catch the ball that was Lord Zeeney, but failed in the efforts and ended up collapsing to the ground.
Younashi made an awkward face and tapped her foot as if to brush the filth off of it.
“I’ve said my piece. Have a good night, brats.”
With that, Younashi turned around and was about to leave the room when… “Oh yea.” She looked back, having remembered something.
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Lord Zeeney’s expression turned pale as he saw Younashi’s face.
“W-What i-is it?”
“It’s about Lady Seletina. I think you would benefit from keeping her alive.”
“…? W-What do you…”
“Well then, farewell.” said Younashi, turning around again without waiting for Lord Zeeney to finish.
Until the sound of the wooden clogs clanging merrily finally disappeared, neither Lord Zeeney nor his subordinates dared move, speak, or even breathe. A long silence enveloped the garrison.
Rippling the silence was the mumbling of one soldier.
“W-W-What just happened…”
It was Lord Zeeney that replied to him, his voice still trembling.
“She was a member of the Three Realms Three Rulers.”
“Three Realms Three Rulers… You mean those…”
“That’s right. I’m talking about the three Dragia1 that rule the land, sea, and sky respectively. That was probably the Sky Ruler. God damn it! Just what the hell am I supposed to do with someone like that on my tail…”
Drooping in a heap, Lord Zeeney no longer had even a handful of strength left in him.
The room once again began to fill with a silence that would make anyone feel uncomfortable.