Become Tyrant On My Own Way
Chapter 229 - HIS REGRETS
[POV Albert]
I'm a real idiot.
I can't deny that.
If it wasn't for His Highness Prince Leon saving me in the last seconds by swapping my body against Damian's false body, I would have died and forever been a fool.
I love the people of the Tarz region about where my father who has been faint in my memory again spent all his life.
Even though they misunderstood Master, I guess their affection was also sincere to me.
I treat them like family.
I trust them as my father once believed them.
Though I am sure that everything is genuine as they prove it by staying faithful to defend Father until the last seconds under the strictness of Emperor Ethanus and his predecessor.
I love them.
But I don't want them to constantly misunderstand Master.
One day, Damian gave him the solution.
And I truly believe that the thorny path of becoming an emperor will only hurt Master even more.
That's why I accepted Damian's plan, especially with the Tarzites pushing me.
I trusted them, thinking if I did this, they would no longer misunderstand Master and could treat Master even better.
I was actually wrong.
From the beginning they betrayed me.
I am ashamed of my stupidity.
If asked to choose, I want to hide my face from Master forever.
Even about me, the Master is getting damaged.
I witnessed for myself how Master used that fake corpse of His Highness Prince Leon who looked like me to kill people, thinking it would be able to avenge me.
I ruined Master.
I do have grudges with those people, but beyond my grudges, my guilt towards Master is stronger.
Therefore, I don't really care anymore about what happens to those who have betrayed me.
I just want to restore Master's long-lost smile.
I want to end this battle immediately.
I want to immediately release Master from that responsibility imposed on him.
I just want to see Master happy.
Have I tried enough?
Actuallyno.
“Aaaakkkkhhh.”
Thousands of demon minions were biting and skinning my body with their claws.
Many times I slashed at them even with the use of these Great Toranium Sword artifacts, their numbers were still very much milling around everywhere.
-dratak!
“Ukh.”
And among all, this attack of the heavenly four horned demon was the most dangerous.
He has wings and can fly.
Moreover, his movements were very fast.
Ever since I became a grand master, I have been able to float a little, yet I was too stupid to be able to move freely in the air, instead of fighting in the air.
If only I had the experience of fighting like Mr. Buron da Corner, things would have been easier.
I am also not the type of thinker who can devise strategies for victory.
In every fight, I just always rely on my strength and instinct to win.
The best thing I can do now is to restrain one of the heavenly four demons so that he does not interfere with the Master's fight with the Demon King inside.
Nah!
How long will I be this weak?!
I always fail because when times are difficult I just always complain that I have not tried my best because of lack of practice.
It was as if I had prepared from the beginning the reason for my defeat.
That's wrong, isn't it?
How can I win if I don't believe it?!
-Syut.
I drew my sword with both hands right in front of my chest.
‘Ukh.”
Still, it is difficult to avoid every bite or claw of the demon minions that number in the thousands.
The pain feels so excruciating.
If it was His Highness Prince Leon or Lord Fugitive, what would they do?
I was indeed weak in thinking and I was not creative enough in creating my own battle plan.
But if you just imitate others about what they're going to do, I think I can.
I must imagine how His Highness Prince Leon's smart moves to dodge each enemy's attack and how he attacks with his not-so-exceptional strength.
I must imagine Mr. Buron's confidence in advancing on the enemy in large numbers and how he aimed for the neck of his general.
I can do that too.
***
Unknowingly, Albert enters the zone.
It is a state in which your whole mind, is only aimed at achieving one definite short-term goal.
Your brain, which normally could only be used about ten percent under normal circumstances, was now squeezing out all its contents using mana energy so that its efficiency level rose to seventy percent.
It is not a condition suggested under normal circumstances that the brain used beyond its normal capacity may be melted due to overheating.
Even the strongest divine magic would not have enough ability to heal parts of the body that had no known mechanism of functioning.
A melted brain can no longer be healed, at least with the knowledge of sacred and medical magic of the time.
Therefore, Albert can only be in that condition for a limited time, depending on his stamina.
Thanks to the efficiency of his brain that increased up to seven times, the entire sense of Albert was sharpened.
He is instantly able to smell the taste, hear the color, see the smell, taste the touch, feel the sound, and so on.
In that condition, Albert's aura burned even more fiercely to the point that even the minion demons who were weak enough at a distance too close to him were burned.
But Albert who was now completely ignored the existence of the demon minions.
Only one figure became the center of his concentration at the moment.
The horn that flies as fast as lightning in the air.
He also adjusted the time, atmosphere, wind speed, gravity, friction force, and other related things focused on synchronizing himself and the position of the horn.
Then at the right time,
-slashwas.
A precise swing of the sword instantly split the horn.
“What? Impossible. I am this great... Aaaakkkhhhh!”.
Albert defeated the horn, but that was not the end of the battle.
There were still thousands of demon minions shrouding him.
“Uakh!”
Albert spewed blood.
His condition looks bad.
His eyes, ears, and nose were bleeding.
Albert felt a tremendous headache as a result of him staying too long in the zone that melted his brain.
He too from the feared soon turned into an easy prey for the demon minions.
***
“I was expecting it to be like this.”
Suddenly, a person in pitch-black armor was seen around the location where Albert was helpless.
-swarsh.
The sword sweep of the person's aura instantly formed a whole round circle that eliminated the demon minions who were trying to reach Albert.
“Your Majesty Leon! What are you doing?! What if your attack also hit Albert?”
“Shut up you masochistic woman!”
“Ap... What? Masochistic woman?! It's delicious!”
“Ck. I've calculated all my attacks so that it's impossible to hit them. Besides, if Albert gets hit a little, I'm sure he won't do anything.”
“This you..”.
“Ck. Than that, Alice. Now it's your turn. Get rid of those demon minions.”
“Alright, I understand, Your Majesty. Leave all the rest to me.”
Then thanks to a combination of attacks by the sadistic-masochistic couple, Albert was saved.