Become Tyrant On My Own Way
Chapter 204 – RETURN OF LEON DE MEGLOVIA

While enduring the pain of the fatal wound inflicted by Helios, Noel Dumberman walked back towards his base.

Unexpectedly, there Isis had been waiting for him with a suspicious look.

“Oh, Noel! You finally came home too after failing to do your job!”

“Oh, queen. The chosen one is stronger than we imagined. We have to get ready for that.”

“Oh, really?”

Noel Dumberman is trying to make excuses. While hearing that, Isis instead smiled cynically.

“Didn't you deliberately succumb to betray us? In the case of Angele too and now on the precious portal entrusted to you..”.

“Where might I be like that, my queen. I'm just still too weak.”

In the pain he had to endure from his fatal wounds, Noel Dumberman still had to humble himself to look good in order to persuade his master.

But at once, Isis summoned something to show Noel Dumberman. Upon seeing what Isis showed, Noel Dumberman's face paled.

“How dare you betray his majesty!”

“No! That's not true of my queen at all! I never betrayed his majesty!”

Isis just smiled cynically. Although Noel Dumberman said so, his dog was too clumsy to hide his shocked expression just now, as soon as he appeared those two people who were precious to him who had for some time made suspicious movements around the demon continent.

“You never betrayed? Then who are they that I found wandering around this base?”

Isis said as she pointed at the two hostages in her hand.

“They were indeed my former comrades when I was Leon de Meglovia, but I had no relationship with them anymore. Maybe it's just a coincidence they could be in this place.”

A cold sweat appeared behind Noel Dumberman's face. Nole Dumberman himself realized that the reason he said it did not make sense. Where there might be humans by chance could be found to be in the demon continent unless it was the humans who chose themselves to infiltrate into.

Noel Dumberman only tries to maintain his calm as best as possible while hoping that his charm of charm covered with scales can once again work to conquer the heart of Isis.

But it's obviously too late. Noel Dumberman is like a mouse who eats fish in the kitchen.

Isis once again smiled cynically at Noel Dumberman's reply.

“Then, kill them.”

“What?”

“Kill them both with your own two hands!”

The two hostages, though their mouths were not smothered, saw no words coming out of their mouths. They had completely resigned themselves to their fate, although they had to end up in the hands of their own master.

Noel Dumberman clenched his hand tightly. Teeth grumbling. He also briefly summoned his aura while staring at the hostages.

The two hostages, Codi and Hestia, are only seen resignedly waiting for their deaths at the hands of their own masters.

-srarararak.

But once attacked, apparently not the hostages who were attacked by Noel Dumberman, but Isis.

“Ukh.”

Isis bounced.

Noel Dumberman took advantage of the precious opportunity to immediately untie the hostages and then intend to escape to the place.

“Finally you showed your true nature, rat! I never thought I'd kept a rat under my feet all this time!”

“Aaakkkkhhh!”

“Ukh.”

But once Noel Dumberman was about to escape, Codi and Hestia's bodies suddenly swelled in a strange way.

“Codi, Hestia, why are you?”

There was a panicked look on Noel Dumberman's face.

Isis laughed with satisfaction at Noel Dumberman's puzzled expression.

“Hahahahahaha. You think I just let them go without making them my toys?”

“You, basic witch!”

“This is upsetting. Why do all my toys always end up betraying me. Not before who even fell in love with Cassandra, not you who even intend to betray her majesty even though I have made your face ugly so as not to attract lust from other witches. Never mind, I'm tired of you. Destroy you along with those scum!”

Once Isis also drained her death into Noel Dumberman's body, Noel Dumberman immediately felt an unbearable heat all over his scales. It was itchy, but it hurt at the same time. In that agonizing feeling, Noel Dumberman scratched his scales to his own blood with his sharp claws.

“No, Prince!”

Codi and the real Hestia suffer more than Noel Dumberman himself where their whole body swells due to the influence of Isis's object magic, it was more worried about the condition of their master that they finally knew they were still alive after they previously thought they had died.

“At least, His Highness the Prince can survive.”

“Please, live Prince.”

“No, Codi, Hestia, please, you guys also survive.”

In the common suffering they felt as a result of the work of the witch Isis, they clasped hands with each other expecting their own salvation.

“What disgusting! Trash like you guys is so disgusting! You better die soon!”

“Aaakkkhhh.”

“Aaakkkhhh!”

“Ukh.”

The bodies of Codi and Hestia began to bleed as if a balloon was in the process of erupting. Both their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth both bleed.

“Codi! Hestia!”

Noel Dumberman said desperately. Once he wanted to save his men, but himself was in a condition that was no less terrible.

“This was my fault. If at that time I keep my identity a secret to you, you can live peacefully under Brother's protection. I... I've dragged you to your deaths.”

“That's not true, Your Majesty! Since we first saw you in this form, we can immediately recognize that it is you.”

“It's true, Prince. We will know even if you intend to cover your identity. How could we not recognize our master whom we had cared for as a child? After all if we have to die in this place for the sake of the Prince, it doesn't matter to us because we have lived the meaning of our lives.”

Noel Dumberman could only smile at the stupidity of the two subordinates who said it innocently as if their lives were not so precious.

“Stupid basis! There is something more important than your own life. All right, since it's already this way, let's die together. I promise in nature there, I at that time will treat you guys even better if I have a chance.”

But once Isis will release her last sorcery to blow up the three people,

“I won't let it all end up being a tragedy again! No matter the child is destined to die in the prophecy, I will save him! She will live a long life helping her brother way!”

-wooosh's.

Shipton the stooped grandmother drained where his death repelled the attack of Isis. Isis falls into the trap of the Shipton illusion.

Shipton who could not run fast then chose to drift with his unique stick. He immediately drags Noel Dumberman away from Isis so that he is no longer affected by Isis's magic.

“Madam Shipton, what are you doing? My men are still there!”

Shipton ignores Noel Dumberman's whimper and continues to fly as fast as he can to get Noel Dumberman out of Isis.

“Sorry, Noel, no, Son Leon. It's too late to save your men. You should know that better since they have been exposed to Isis.” sorcery material

“Then let me die with them!”

“Why did you become weak so? Aren't you fighting this far for a future where your brother can defeat the Demon King and lead the world in a better direction? So why do you intend to leave that big brother of yours with a ridiculous death here? Your path will still be long and I as a witch nightmare, guarantee it.”

“Witch nightmare, hahahahahaha, not convincing at all. But they..”.

Noel Dumberman, no, Leon looked back, and neither Codi nor Hestia were alive in an explosion that destroyed every smallest part of their bodies.

Leon could only turn his head, unable to bear looking directly at it, how the fate at the end of the lives of his two men was sad because his boredom was too trivial Isis who he thought he could be fooled well through his handsome face.

Isis who while in the Kingdom of Aegyst obtained a supply of many handsome men from Gilgamesh beyond the appearance of Leon who might be tempted and kneeled on the handsome face of a Leon. Leon really underestimated Isis too much.

“Do not look back again, Son Leon. At the end of their lives, they must have been relieved to see that you could at least survive. So you have to appreciate their sacrifice by staying alive well.”

Hearing that, Leon momentarily fell silent. Then he asked Shipton that question.

“Hey, Madam Shipton, why did you save me? Isn't this dangerous to you too? You are even weaker than Angele, instead of facing a powerful figure like Isis. Moreover, what if the Demon King knew you betrayed him? You certainly won't end either.”

The expression Shipton showed was just an expression of calmness. He did not look daunted, nor did he reject the words of Leon.

“Entahlah. Maybe because I can see my ex-husband, Toby, from you. I was a fool for thinking that man could be brought back to life by sorcery, walking down a perverted path where I could no longer return. I'm looking for ways to revive my dead husband. Instead of it materializing, so realized, I have become a figure not far from the existence of monsters.”

“But you are different, Son Leon. You can still come back. What is attached to you is not a contract with the Demon King, but a unilateral grant of power without the consent of your soul. You can still be purified.”

“And by using meaningless old souls who have long been caught up in this heresy, he said, at least I want to end it by doing something good by saving you who still have a bright future in the future.”

“So live. Support your brother well as you aspire. Create an ideal world that previous generations, including myself, failed to realize, Son Leon, by defeating the Demon King and then leading people back to the right path.”

Leon could say nothing more to Shipton's sentimental advice. Leon could only feel deeply grateful to the old man who had saved him.