Not all monsters were fighting.
It would be natural for the leader to be the strongest in a monster group.
Neither the bear nor lion was seen on the battlefield.
Instead of being swept up in instinct and drunk on blood, were they calmly directing the battle situation?
As they’re old and highly intelligent monsters, that might be the case.
Still, it’s unexpected after roaring so vigorously.
I returned to the white monsters’ camp to find my crew members.
And where I found them, the lion was also there.
The old white lion, Ambejeu.
His mouth was stained bright red."Ooh, you came, snake...!"
I didn’t answer his welcome.
Just turned my head and looked around.
The breath of wounded monsters had been cut off.
He and several strong followers weren’t participating in the fight but stayed in the rear.
What were they doing, well.
"We were sending the wounded ones, back to the World Tree, krung."
They were cutting off the breath of monsters too wounded to fight more.
And the mana they absorbed would fill their bellies.
Truly, the magic realm and zoo are different.
I felt that deeply.
Real monsters don’t do such things.
At least the groups I experienced in the great forest didn’t.
Even Insect King Riokku with his low intelligence.
Even the fierce Silverback Akims.
Though they were harsh to their subordinates, they didn’t pathetically grow stronger by cutting off wounded monsters’ breath like this.
What difference made them like this?
But.
Well none of that matters.
However much these monsters, who would have been strong and beautiful in the wild, have fallen.
However ugly that appearance is, it doesn’t matter.
As long as they don’t mess with me and my group.
"Come have some too, you must be tired. Krung."
The blood on the lion’s mouth isn’t from black monsters.
Not enemy blood, but ally blood.
And lying dead before him is.
’Anteater.’
It was the anteater who was beaten by me and eventually tamed.
I froze like ice and stayed still.
Then the lion said with an ’oops’.
"These ones, krrrung, were losers who didn’t obey orders and held back."
"..."
"We rightfully punished them. Don’t, worry too much."
The lion laughing heartily while saying that.
Looking around, quite a few of the dead monsters were Zoo Animals members.
And right beside.
The pouched rat too was dead with eyes rolled back white.
It felt like something snapped.
My venom glands tightened and venom seemed about to flow out on its own.
"Your expression isn’t good. Krrrung."
Did other monsters notice my mood too?
Black Scales was about to activate on its own.
I suppressed it.
’No, it’s fine.’
"Hoho, come here quickly and have some."
The time spent with Obern helped.
There was a special technique I learned from him.
「Used Acting lv6」
I used all my acting power to suppress my emotions.
The lion gladly offered me the spot beside him.
I looked at the dead anteater.
His long tongue was hanging limp, and his pupils had turned cloudy gray.
The blood he spilled flows to the ground scattered by raindrops.
Dudududu-
Heavy rain was falling by now.
Hmm.
Perfect weather for killing.
It’s about time to end the game.
The lion buried his head and tore at meat.
I left him be without stopping him.
I was still not showing all of my skill.
The heavy rain and thunder would hide my presence.
Ururung-
At that moment when thunder struck.
I drew the cloud iron sword, Sunset, from subspace.
Pingrrr, it rotated through the black sky without making a sound.
Tsutsutsu.
Ah, in the end I couldn’t hold back and Black Scales activated.
The lion turned to look at me in surprise.
At that moment.
The ink-colored sword dug into the back of the lion’s nape.
Puk-.
Farewell.
==
The Imperial Palace.
Deep in those many palace buildings.
There is a place called the ’Room of Porcelain’.
A space only for the Emperor, decorated with treasures including the most precious porcelain.
However, to be exact it should be called a courtyard rather than a room.
Since plants suited to the Emperor’s taste grew there, and sunlight gently shone down through a glass ceiling.
The Emperor enjoyed reading or resting there.
As all past Emperors had done so, the current Emperor was the same.
He was sitting in a recliner under the glass ceiling.
The Emperor sat there neither reading books nor doing anything else.
However today the weather wasn’t good.
Dudududu-
Heavy rain beats on the ceiling.
The Emperor was blankly watching the raindrops spread.
He seemed to be killing time without thinking about anything else.
The problem was that the Emperor wasn’t alone in this garden.
Besides the Sword Saint who was always by his side as the Emperor’s sword, there was one scholar with a bent back here.
The name of the scholar who came to the Room of Porcelain by the Emperor’s command was ’Abratal Geduin’.
A figure not from the Empire but from the far west.
From where the Caliph who doesn’t acknowledge the Emperor’s rule governs...
However, Abratal had devoted himself to the Empire for a long time.
Having proved his ability and loyalty, he was finally invited even to the Room of Porcelain.
It was well known among those who knew that the Emperor occasionally called scholars or mages to the Room of Porcelain to talk.
And those who visited the Room of Porcelain sometimes rose to official positions, sometimes received great rewards, and sometimes were executed.
No one knew what conversations took place inside.
Abratal Geduin also stood with his hands clasped, extremely tense.
After he greeted the Emperor, the Emperor hadn’t said a word.
Because of that, Abratal too had no choice but to stand still until his legs went numb.
No matter how sharply tense a situation, when that waiting continues it can’t help but become boring.
Abratal started glancing around the Room of Porcelain.
’Why call someone and then not say anything.’
To the point of getting irritated.
’Damn it, might as well look around.’
When would he get to come into the Room of Porcelain again?
Indeed befitting the most secret space in the Empire, there were treasures that made eyes go wide everywhere.
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