Chapter 219

Shion looked at Amethus and Belrsasal from afar. Karkarsso cackled and asked.

“Are you worried about your subordinate?”

“No.”

The Regressing Prince shook his head.

“There’s no act as foolish as worrying about Amethus.”

His subordinate, that jade-eyed bastard, is a man like a novel protagonist.

Even when he meets a crisis, he never falls; he only gets stronger.

Before the regression, I had met him as an enemy, so I had experienced to death how annoying Amethus was.

“Then why don’t you worry about yourself.”

“It doesn’t seem like I need to, either.”

“It seems that Karkarsso is being looked down upon.”

The man said so and threw a punch.

He was already within a hair’s breadth of Shion.

‘The Unclosable Twenty Steps’. The second Ars that pushes away all things with a mind.

Karkarso’s fist does not reach.

“This pushing force, it’s an Ars.”

Karkarsso continuously threw punches.

Even though he was a mage, he acted like a warrior.

He is the ego from the time Pāpīyān was active as the 4th seat of the Ten Great Generals of the Empire, the Four-Fiend General.

Frolicking on the battlefield with his bare body was not unfamiliar.

The Four-Fiend General’s body is full of veins and sinews.

His fists, as rugged as his rugged appearance, made a creepy sound every time they were swung.

Shion evaded without difficulty.

This was thanks to using ‘Fantasy Finger’ and ‘The Unclosable Twenty Steps’ at the same time.

However, the wind raised by how fierce those fists were was enough to make things like bell towers and stone walls collapse with a crash.

The Four-Fiend General Karkarsso’s movements were very swift and fierce.

Rather than having gone through long training, it seemed he was strengthening his own body with all sorts of magic.

Even though unnecessary movements were seen here and there, he was so fast and powerful that it was impossible to stab a gap.

“…….”

Shion’s eyes settled.

In his settled blue eyes, sparks flew for a moment.

The number was seven.

The promise of the Seven Secrets and seven Ars.

Septem Arcana.

He called forth four Ars at once.

‘The Heated Iron Bloodline’ shot out from his neck.

Karkarsso, who was being pushed back by ‘The Unclosable Twenty Steps’, tried to dodge but could not.

This was because thousands of ‘Fantasy Fingers’ bent the bloodline’s trajectory and simultaneously caught his ankle.

The terribly heavy and terribly hot bloodline struck the Four-Fiend General.

“…Kek!”

Karkarsso made a shrill sound.

The iron bloodline precisely struck his face.

A red mark remained.

It wasn’t enough of a shock to lose his balance, but the displeasure was clear.

He firmly gripped the iron bloodline.

“…This line needs to be heated more.”

Karkarsso bared his teeth and laughed.

“It’s lukewarm!”

“Just keep holding it tight.”

A blue flame flowed down the iron bloodline.

The scream that burns, impossible to extinguish, ‘Soul Fire’.

Seeing the blue flame rushing to burn him like an arrow, Karkarsso hastily let go.

The heat of the iron bloodline was endurable.

But I had a gut feeling I could not endure the ‘Soul Fire’.

“…I’ve lived a long time, but this is the first time I’ve seen a case like this.”

Karkarsso muttered.

“Just how many Ars do you have?”

“You’re saying something strange. One Ars per person. It’s an unchanging law.”

“You can’t fool this Karkarsso. Just now… you used four Ars.”

He is a seven-star mage.

Because he was an existence reborn with the power of an outside being, he could distinguish between what was an Ars and what was not.

“But as you said, one Ars per person…….”

Karkarsso glared.

His face, already distorted as if angry, became even more rugged.

“…I see!”

The Four-Fiend General burst into mad laughter.

“You, you’re not one!”

“…….”

“I’m three, but just how many are you? Just how many souls are you embracing to end up in that state?”

Shion shut his mouth.

This was because Karkarsso had hit the nail on the head.

Shion Pollinglight’s fourth secret, ‘He is imprisoning’.

Millions of grudges are still swirling and screaming inside him.

“And there’s one more thing I noticed.”

Karkarsso stroked his chin.

He was the Four-Fiend General, one of the close associates who protected the Great Emperor Continua’s side in the war 53 years ago.

Because of that, he had continuously felt déjà vu while looking at Shion.

That déjà vu had now turned into certainty.

“I said you looked similar. Yes, I said you looked too similar.”

“……To whom?”

“Who do you think I’m talking about?”

Shion’s golden hair, Shion’s blue eyes.

Features that look like a girl’s at a glance.

“The Empire bastards say that the brat Ferbias looks exactly like His Majesty’s youth… but that’s not quite right. His Majesty in his youth was quite pretty.”

“…….”

“Just like you.”

Shion Pollinglight realized that one of his deepest secrets had been exposed.

“The one among the Great Emperor’s sons who is known to be dead… considering the age, that’s right…….”

Karkarsso said with a grin.

“It’s the Fifth Prince, His Highness Zionis.”

“…And if I say no?”

“Deny it as you please. I’ll just babble as I please.”

Seeing the Four-Fiend General’s sly smile, Shion gripped the iron bloodline even more fiercely.

The ‘Soul Fire’ also gained momentum.

“…I must kill you, Karkars_so.”

“Oh, Your Highness is so cute. I feel the same way.”

Karkarsso’s entire body flared red hot.

The veins and sinews, already hideously bulging, surged even more hideously beneath his skin.

An unconcealable anger began to appear in a visible form.

“…This Karkarsso, respects and respects the great His Majesty Continua, but…….”

The Demon King Pāpīyān, split into three; among them, Karkarsso called himself Anger. This is wrath. It is also furious.

He is the most wrathful of the three.

“…I also have a lot of piled-up anger.”

Karkarsso hated Continua.

It was just that I couldn’t show it because I respected him, no, because I actually feared him.

“Why wouldn’t I hate His Majesty? He left me in the West for 53 years and forgot about me. While he kept that hateful Hermai Merhes by his side and favored him, he let me rot in the West!”

Besides that, there was much anger, big and small.

It had been piled up for a very, very long time.

“So, I’ll have to take my anger out on you by crushing you. Please understand.”

***

The Widow Queen Aida was dragged along the whole time.

She could not shake off the hand of the Demon King calling herself Greed, Ma-aya.

Ma-aya dashed through the air in long strides, holding her by the hair.

She even giggled continuously, as if something was so amusing.

“You’re weak, Aida!”

Ma-aya’s eyes curved bewitchingly.

“You’re just too weak!”

The Demon King hurled Aida onto the imperial palace.

The sharp spires and sturdy stone walls, fearing they might injure Aida’s slender body, destroyed themselves.

Aida’s Ancient Weapon, the ‘Uvula of Abundance’.

The land of Schmeizen serves the Widow Queen with a deep, earnest heart.

The roof of the imperial palace distorted itself to become soft and receive Aida.

The Widow Queen who had been hurled glared fiercely at Ma-aya.

The area under her eyes was dark.

The earth opened its maw toward the Demon King.

“What are you going to do, glaring like that?”

Ma-aya covered her mouth and giggled.

Behind the naked Demon King, a halo appeared.

Seven focal points, a Seven-Origin Halo that the world could not handle.

“It’s a present, Aida.”

The magic of the seven stars, ‘Thorns of Desire’.

“Have a taste of the pain of the next life in advance.”

Black thorn vines poured out like a swarm of snakes.

The vines that poured from Ma-aya’s bewitchingly red lips writhed and tried to bind Aida.

The Widow Queen stomped her foot with furious eyes.

Hundreds of soldiers sprouted from the earth and protected her.

However, the number of thorn vines was countless.

They rushed at Aida from all directions.

Before she knew it, everywhere the eye could see was covered in black thorn vines.

“…….”

Aida swiped her hand down as if annoyed.

The earth opened its maw. The ground split wide from this end of her vision to the other.

The black thorn vines were sucked into an unfathomably deep abyss.

And so, the black thorn vines disappeared from Aida’s sight.

“It’s futile, Aida.”

Ma-aya whispered.

“You can’t run from desire.”

“……!!”

The Widow Queen Aida felt herself being choked.

She looked to see what was choking her, and it was a black thorn vine.

Even though I had split the earth and swallowed them all, where did the vine come from?

I lowered my eyes and saw it came from my chest.

Aida realized that this thorn vine was desired.

That this vine choking her was her desire.

But even after realizing, the choking only became more severe.

Ma-aya slowly descended in front of Aida, who was suffering, entangled in her own desire.

“I am Greed, Aida.”

Ma-aya caressed Aida’s black hair as if she was lovely.

Aida, even while being choked, fiercely slapped away the Demon King’s hand.

Ma-aya smiled faintly and stomped on Aida’s head. She looked very cheerful.

“From within Belrsasal, I always watched you, and wanted you…… and longed to indulge in you.”

Ptui. Aida glared at Ma-aya and spat.

Ma-aya paid it no mind. Rather, she pushed the spit flowing down her cheek into her own mouth.

The sight of someone savoring one’s own saliva is not very pleasant.

Aida did not hide her disgust, and this made Ma-aya even more cheerful.

The naked Demon King was wrapped only in black vines.

The thorn vines grazed her pale, bare skin, continuously making scratches, but Ma-aya seemed to enjoy even this.

“I am the oldest of the three. Ma-aya is the name I received when I was born.”

“…You were a woman?”

“Oh my, you’re finally answering me?”

Ma-aya kissed Aida’s cheek.

Aida struggled, but it was useless.

Ma-aya kissed her cheek, and then gently bit that cheek.

She didn’t remove her mouth until it bled.

On the lip mark left on the Widow Queen’s cheek, a bead of blood formed.

“That’s right, I must have been. I was a woman when I was born. It was so long ago that I don’t remember well. I lived as Ma-aya like that for about 200 years, and as Karkarsso for another 200 years, and as Belrsasal for about 50 years?”

Lived for a really long time, haven’t I? Aida did not answer the Demon King’s question.

Ma-aya grinned and raised her palm.

A smack sound came from Aida’s cheek.

Ma-aya struck Aida’s unresponsive cheek several times.

After slapping her like that, she again hugged her tightly.

It was as if a child was hugging a precious toy.

“Ah, Aida, my cute Aida. I’ve lived for long ages, but I’ve never seen a child as lovely as you. I’m just so grateful you’ve finally become mine.”

“…I am not yours.”

“No, you are mine. From now until forever, you are my possession.”

Ma-aya grabbed the Queen’s hair. Then she dragged her, as if dragging a dog.

“Now look, Aida. Schmeizen has become a terrible sight. Don’t you want to revive this country? Don’t you want to save the remaining people?”

“…….”

“You’re a queen. You have to act responsibly. Now, tell me. Confess what you want.”

She knocked on Aida’s heart with a whisper.

“Go on, reveal your desires……. Then you’ll feel at ease. You’ve been suffering for a long time, haven’t you……?”

“…ou…….”

“Hmm?”

“…Your ear, closer…….”

“Good. Good! That’s the attitude, Aida! Secrecy is what enhances the taste of desire!”

The Demon King held out her ear without hesitation. Aida slowly moved her lips.

“…ck, ou…….”

“What?”

“…I said fuck you, you filthy thing!!!”

The Widow Queen suddenly rushed in and bit Ma-aya’s ear.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Aida bit Ma-aya’s ear, chewed it off, and spat it out with blood.

The Demon King continuously let out a cooing shriek.

“Oh my, oh my, oh my-!!”

Ma-aya’s face flushed red.

It was not anger. It was not bewilderment either.

It was joyful and cheerful.

The Demon King of Greed trembled her fingertips and shouted joyfully at Aida.

“That’s the attitude, Aida! Finally, finally, you’ve found the heart to play with me!”

“…….”

“Let’s play like that, us, let’s play like that forever……!”

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