Become Tyrant On My Own Way
Chapter 37 – THE PSEUDO SIBLING RELATIONSHIP
“In this way, I won the fight. As you promised, you will no longer bother about my maid's mistake to you.”
Indifferently, Helios said to Leon as he left the arena. Leon did not respond to Helios' words any more.
However, he covered his eyes with his right arm. She cried.
“So in the end, your maid you're worth a lot more than I am huh, Big Brother Trash. You are even the one who is usually calm to such an anger just for a lowly human like him. But it's okay. What is clear is that my original goal has been achieved. In this way, the nobles of that calculation will start to be wary of you so that my proposal to withdraw you from Painfinn City will soon materialize.”
***
I originally did have a jumah which was slightly larger than the others. But for some reason, I felt that ever since the incident of the king of undead, my mana capacity which was originally already large, grew even bigger. And since fighting Leon, it's finally been confirmed. But what is the cause?
But it is free to think of something that is not clear the cause. What is clear is that it is a good thing if my mana capacity increases. Thus, I have more power to protect those who are by my side.
Nevertheless, I am sad.
I don't know since when my relationship with my brother Leon has become this bad.
When I was a kid, I used to play with him.
“Sister, let's play the horses.”
“Hiks, hiks, Brother, my feet hurt from falling from the tree.”
“Silver, wild pocane fruit of this palace courtyard is so tasty.”
There was still clearly a cute face of Leon in my memory when he asked me to play, or when he cried, or when we did adventure games together with his carefree.
How I feel about repeating those precious memories. The times where I could interact with my other brothers and sisters without feeling constrained by the supervision of the sacred temple.
“Master, you are so great. You can defeat that arrogant prince without sweating a bit.”
As soon as I got off the arena with a victory, Albert immediately approached me and congratulated me.
“Master, sorry to trouble you.”
“It's okay, Yasmin. It's not your fault. From the beginning, Leon acted like that because he wanted to find a cause with me. It is precisely I who feel guilty because you are only used.”
Yasmin approached me with guilt, but I was soon able to calm her down.
I am quite sad that no one applauded me for my victory over the arena other than Albert, Yasmin, and Talia even though this was something I had expected to happen before. Nevertheless, there are those where I can share my joys and sorrows that are enough for me.
Before I got off the arena, I had a glance at my foolish sister. I didn't think she was crying just because I beat her. But this would definitely be a valuable lesson for him in order not to be too arrogant with his strength since there would always be others who would be better than him. Thus, Leon must be able to become a better person in the future.
***
The day changed night and night continued to pass until quite late. Yasmin had been asleep for a long time, but there was no sign of Albert falling asleep either.
We became mingled in that star-studded atmosphere on the palace terrace.
Of course I can't honestly answer Albert's question that I've been suffering from an illness that left me unable to sleep. I don't know what kind of commotion he'll make if Albert finds out about it.
I just answered her question with a little talk.
“Yes, I am also quite sleepy. I'll be asleep soon. So you're rushing to bed, too, Albert.”
“I'll do that, Master. But for now, I want to accompany Master even longer.”
A worried look was clearly on Albert's face. Was it because of this morning? However, he immediately confirmed to himself what was troubling his mind through his words.
“I could not understand at all what the nobles thought, especially the royal families. Obviously you two are brothers. But none of you have any affection for your brother, His Highness Prince Leon. Is the throne so important that it overpowers affections among brothers? Not only that, the nobles also just continued to curry favor in a disgusting manner around His Highness Prince Leon.”
“Isn't that a natural thing among nobles? There is no affection, there is only a relationship to seek each other's benefit even among one's own brothers. Don't you understand that better, Albert? Since you were also a noble.”
Albert fell silent after I said that sentence to him. But foolishly I, after a few seconds, only realized that my words had opened an old wound for Albert.
Albert's family was ex-noblemen who were stripped of their royal titles and all of his family were executed on charges of treason. Only he survived because he was under the age of 13 and could not be executed under the rule of the Vlonhard Empire, where Albert's hometown came from.
“Oh, yes. By the way how's your aerial sword training, Albert? Have you reached level 5?” I immediately switched the conversation so that Albert's mind was immediately diverted from his trauma.
“Oh, I am currently stuck at level 4, Master. There is a wall that I have not been able to break through to reach level 5.”
“But reaching a level 4 sword master at your age of 18 is already an amazing feat, Albert. Even many royal knights who have reached the age of more than 20 years, but have not been able to break the level of 2.”
“Hahahahaha. Thank you for the compliment, Master. I will try more in the future. Thus, when Master has such a problem today, that time Master will be able to rely on me.”
“What are you saying, Albert? I have relied on you so much at this time. As someone who fights magic, I need a knight who can protect me while I cast a long spell. And that's where I really need you to support me.”
“I'm glad to hear it, Master.”
Thus Albert replied, but there did not appear the slightest look of happy face on his expression.
For a moment we were silent, and then suddenly Albert asked me the most taboo question I could hear.
“Master, does Master really not intend to be king?”
***
“Preaaak.”
There was the sound of a table punch echoing in the room.
“Basic of the fucking leeches! Even after they found out the true strength of that Trash Brother, they still refused to support my plan. This can't be allowed. The trash brother should not be allowed to stay in the city any longer. If so, my last hope is now to collaborate with Ilene alone and make use of her connections with those scholar associations.”
It was Leon who seemed to have run out of sense in carrying out his plan.