Become Tyrant On My Own Way
Chapter 12 – RESULT MASSACRE
I don't know when I forgot about it. But that night, I was dreaming about my happy memories.
Memories of where I, Brother, and also Leon were running around in the palace garden cheerfully, toying around with pretending to be a hero and a demon king. Because I lost the swit, I also played the evil character as the demon king.
When I remembered those memories, how I was so happy to see those two brothers laughing so cheerfully with me. When we are tired, then we will immediately run to Mom while visiting our sister who was still a baby.
Every now and then, the father who ran away from his job would also appear to join us in sharing his grievances about his demon-like prime minister, troubling him with many stacks of work.
Ah, if remembered, I think it was the peak of happiness in my life.
At that time, I thought I would live happily ever after. Who would have thought if one day, just when I was 5 years old, the head of the temple would come to visit us while carrying the prophecy of bad luck.
Helios de Meglovia, the second prince of the Kingdom of Meglovia, was destined when reaching adulthood to cooperate with witch in order to usurp the throne of the kingdom, causing the death of the king and his brothers and sisters, invading all the kingdoms located on the continent of Ernoa that caused chaos on the continent, then ruled under the order of the entire population of the continent of Ernoa.
Then in the end, the tyrant king will begin to destroy the world until a hero appears to end his righteousness.
Isn't this the same as the legend of the demon lord in the children's fairy tale books that my mother always read for our lullabies? Am I going to end up being that cruel person?
I, Helios de Meglovia, will at any time never believe the word of the damn temple chief. I am the one who will decide my own way of life.
However, ever since the appearance of the prophecy, Mother suddenly became so fed up with me every time she saw my face. The mother who was always smiling softly suddenly turned into often treating me harshly.
Not only Mom, Dad started ignoring me and often thought I didn't exist. When I cross paths with him, he will just pass by avoiding me despite how hard I call his name.
Perhaps because he was a child, Big Brother and Leon at that time were completely unaffected by the prophecy. They played with me and treated me as usual.
However, it may have been driven by the mistreatment of the servants to me who often wanted to separate me from Brother and Leon and as they gained their maturity and began to realize the meaning of the throne, they also started to stay away from me.
To me, I was just a nuisance to them. Brother and Leon began to busy with their respective circles to start thinking about the seizure of the throne.
A few years later, Brother was appointed crown prince and began to strengthen his position. Not staying silent, Leon's stronghold strengthened its position in the military and became the opposition of Brother.
While me?
I was left in the slum palace without any followers, ignored by both parents and brothers. There was only Albert who was always loyal by my side, and the servants who sometimes came to clean my palace.
That was every time those servants came to my palace, they would be frightened thinking that they had been hit by bad luck for having been involved with me that day.
Until a few years ago, the servants were absolutely never again coming to my palace so Albert and I somehow managed to take care of the huge slum palace with our own energy.
Well, at least the pocket money that the palace sends to me every month is still smooth so that me and Albert won't have any trouble with food and clothing.
When I remembered all those wonderful memories, how I couldn't hold back my tears from coming out.
Slowly, my consciousness began to recover.
“...an. .. lia Prince. His Highness the Prince! Master, you are already aware?!”
As soon as I woke up, Albert was the only one by my side.
I also began to try to reassemble my consciousness which at that time was still in a daze about me feeling I had been lying down for quite a long time.
Undead monster wave attack and the appearance of The King of Undead.
“Albert, how could I have survived that horrible incident?”
But long I waited for his answer, Albert remained silent.
“Hey, how are the other soldiers? What about Fernand and Nunu? Oi! Don't just shut up! Quickly tell me the real incident!”
But it was mercy that flowed from Albert's mouth.
“I'm sorry, Master. I'm sorry, this stupid knight. I've failed to protect you as my Master.”
Thus Albert watered while letting out tears full of sadness that fell down his cheeks.
However, it's not the time I care about that. I yelled louder at him so that I could immediately get the information that had happened during my unconsciousness from him.
“Hei, Albert! Quickly explain it to me! What exactly has happened during my fainting?!”
Then reluctantly, Albert began to tell everything.
A total of 987 warriors, 14 magicians, and 3 cleric died on the spot just after receiving a laser beam attack from the king of undead. Fernand had even died before that from being torn apart by the monstrous monster. As for Nunu, he was still unconscious after receiving the banshee curse from the king of undead.
According to Albert, once he saw the signs of the king of undead it would bring out a very powerful style, he said, he immediately ignored his post then rushed back to my side then activated his aura shield to save myself.
Thus the only survivors on the scene were me, Albert, Nunu, as well as five warriors, five magicians, and two clerics who happened to be close to us at the time. Everything was saved thanks to Albert's aura shield.
Unfortunately, after running out of mana because of maintaining his aura shield, Albert also fell unconscious so that he no longer knew about the details of how the king of undead continued.
I had apparently been lying on this bed for 3 days and during that time, there seemed to be no signs of the attack of the undead monster wave along with the king of undead.
Albert surmised that it was all because Nunu had destroyed the headstone connecting the world of death and life belonging to the lich.
However, based on the testimony of several soldiers who survived that time still maintained half his consciousness, he said, they said that the one who wiped out the entire undead army along with the king of undead was a giant tortoise.
Because they were not well aware, their testimony was doubtful, and instead the testimony was more impressed like an absurd fairy tale.
However, ever since I heard that story from Albert, I have remembered Yasmin. I immediately turned towards the magic aquarium, the place where Yasmin was supposed to live. But Yasmin was nowhere.
According to Albert, the baby ice turtle had disappeared from there three days ago, coinciding with the attack on the king of undead.
I who could not help my sadness at losing the person who had been my mental booster during my time in Painfinn City, then shouted his name.
“Yasmin!”
“Yes, what's wrong? What Master call me?”
But suddenly it appeared a girl with snow-white skin with eyes and jet-black hair responded to the call.