Become Tyrant On My Own Way

Become Tyrant On My Own Way
Chapter 191 – AWARD FORM


[POV Buron]


I was born in a remote land in the northwestern corner of the Asium Continent in a small kingdom whose name has not even existed on the world map since the massive invasion of the Tong Kong Empire.


Since childhood, I have realized my talent as a swordsman. I trained and kept training to develop my talent. Until one day, I who was the illegitimate son of a father who was one of the poor nobles in the kingdom was recognized by the king and was appointed as an elite soldier in the palace.


My journey as a swordsman continued to run smoothly with my high position even until I managed to climb the title of a swords master. I have helped the King to get rid of his enemies so that he can be in a strong and irreplaceable position.


However, no matter how high the position of the king, no one can save him from death due to old age. The king was soon succeeded by his descendant, the crown prince.


Unlike the previous ex-king, the new king had a naive mind and was easily manipulated.


I who was born as an illegitimate child was not liked by other nobles so they often rubbed me ugly so that the king would stay away from me. However, regarding my skill in swordsmanship, the former king judged me to be very useful and ignored all the gossip and kept me by his side. But that did not seem to apply to the new king.


He was soon manipulated by the sedition of the nobles who said that a rat like me would harm his throne. To my annoyance, my half-brothers who were born as legitimate children of my father justified the cunning nobles' incitement to his unfounded hatred of me.


Be the king believe it and I am without any fault of being suddenly slandered as a rebel and will then be put to death.


About my unbearable anger at that time where I felt the injustice of royal treatment on me, I was awakened to become a grand master.


After gaining this power, I left the kingdom and no longer wanted to be involved with the foolish king and his cunning followers.


One day the Tong Kong Empire attacked the kingdom. Then in a shameless manner, the king's messenger came to me with an edict to defend the kingdom from the invasion of the Tong Kong Empire with the gift that the king would forgive all the sins of my rebellion.


‘Indeed he thought he who would spare my sins?!’


‘Basic of that shameless King!’


‘When do I intend to rebel against the kingdom?!’


I cried out in my heart repeatedly in annoyance. But I know it's all useless.


Until at one time, this time I had a visit from the envoy of the Tong Kong Empire who said that the foolish king had died after being executed by the Tong Kong Emperor.


I'm glad to hear it. I did not feel sad at all when the small kingdom I came from was conquered by the Tong Kong Empire. It was because from the beginning, I had never been well treated and even humiliated within the kingdom.


The Tong Kong Empire then asked me to serve under their emperor and promised not to treat me as badly as the foolish king had done.


Of course I refused. How could I ever trust the words of their kind again? To me, all kings are the same. They will only utilize subordinates that are useful to them and get rid of without any hesitation what they consider dangerous.


After that, I went on adventures wherever this leg was about to stand. I visited various places to challenge the reliable swordsmen to hone my fighting skills. Unknowingly, fifteen years had passed since the death of that foolish king and I was 60 years old.


I heard the bird news about the existence of monstrous monsters in the region of the Arteic Continent. My curiosity was lured to test my strength to the point where I could defeat the monsters in the northern polar ice region. I thoughtlessly moved immediately towards there.


Who would have thought that what was waiting for me there was a witch who had deliberately circulated the story herself everywhere in order to lure me to the place. In an underhanded manner, he defeated me after locking my body movements in a way that I was completely incomprehensible. As soon as I realized, I had been half drugged in a box full of mucus in a state of complete nudity.


After a long time, I was finally able to breathe free air back in. At first, I was pessimistic that my situation would change immediately.


There is nothing free in this world. I have been saved by him so it is only natural that I should sacrifice something to be given to him. Maybe the young man saved me for wanting my powers.


But long wait, did not appear also his offer to me. In fact, something unexpected was waiting for me. One of his servants only said after my recovery, I can freely go where I am only asked to swear that I will never betray the benevolence of the emperor by one moment conspiring with another country to bring down his empire.


At first I really didn't believe it. But does not good gain freedom?


Afterwards, I took a walk around the city that was referred to as the Fallenstone region. A prosperous city where its people freely express their wishes without being constrained by the torturous rules of equality or militarization.


There is also a strange tool that they call a television that displays news and also a variety of entertainment ranging from drama, singing, dancing, to culinary tours from various regions.


And I had unwittingly become one of the connoisseurs of that strange device that would never take my eyes off of him again, even to the extent that the medics themselves ended up driving me out of the mansion for saying I had completely recovered.


This is completely different from any kingdom I have ever known before. The kingdom is truly prosperous. This was certainly possible because they had a good king. Frankly, I envy them for having such a good king.


However, it was there that I learned the fact that even such a good king could be blasphemed by some of his subjects for the sheepfighting of the embezzlers.


I did not understand the culture of the Continent of Ernoa at all, because of the prophecy of their holy temple that the good king was a tyrant, they hated him. Is it not good or bad that a person is judged by his deeds, not from such a ridiculous thing as saying it is destiny to be good and evil?


Every person born in this world has the potential to be good or evil, depending on what choice he will choose.


Really poor king. I immediately sympathized with him. And even after obtaining such humiliation, his stance remained firm to build up his people with the fruit of his intelligence.


Though he is a perfect king who certainly in my place has been waiting for his existence from long ago.


He is stronger than me. He was able to defeat the witch who had once defeated and locked me up.


Not only is he strong, he is intelligent. I have heard many of his discoveries that improve the welfare of the Continent of Ernoa, ranging from pharmaceutical drugs, mana stones, portable magic artifacts, and so on, even I heard that strange devices like smartphones and televisions are also part of his invention.


Not only that, but he also understood politics very well. He was not consumed by the political trickery of the money of the Tong Kong Empire which managed to imprison economically many other kingdoms in the Asium Continent. He also established good relations with the Geria Kingdom on the Ifrak Continent and was able to be firm on the barbaric Maosium Kingdom.


What else is he trying to do as a leader? I was really lucky to meet the ideal leader at the end of my time. However, at once I feel sad, why did He appear in the present when I was 72 years old? If only He had been my king in my youth, I would have believed my life would not be as miserable as it is now.


I have absolutely no idea what the rebels have in mind. Why would they insult such a great king?


That is why, without a doubt I finally chose myself to devote the rest of my life that has been at the end of this age to bring Him to a higher place.


I managed to put down the rebellion in the east and put down the invasion of the Tongkong Empire from the northeast of the continent with a tough woman named Alice. I hope that this little contribution of mine can be of little use to Him so that He can be a little free to bring out his brilliant ideas for the betterment of this kingdom, the place where I now decide to spend my old age.


Unfortunately, the continental crisis did not end there. Now it's the witch's turn to mess up the southern part of the continent. I also received direct orders from the king to suppress the monster invasion in the south due to the evil actions of the witch.


I immediately accepted the order. Even if I am old, I will use the remnants of this old man's power to support the kind king.