He Became The Most Insane Emperor Of All Time [EN]: Chapter 110

“Ready to fire!”

“Hold your fire until I give the order!”

“Stay calm!”

Approximately one week.

That’s how long it took to provoke them into laying siege.

After a week of constant skirmishes – destroying siege weapon monsters, setting fires, and hit-and-run tactics – they must have been feeling the pressure.

“They’re within firing range!”

“Fire!”

“Everyone, fire!”

Whoosh! Swoosh! Whee!

Javelins, large arrows, and massive throwing axes filled the air.

True to the Northern style, favoring strength over finesse, throwing weapons, rather than crossbows, rained down from above and below the walls, launched by their robust warriors.

“Agh!”

“Healer!”

“Hold your positions!”

“Siege monster incoming!”

Thud!

The siege, amplified by the Demonic race, was more than fierce; it was exhilarating.

Instead of siege towers, a massive monster from the Demon Realm charged the walls, serving as a living siege ramp.

It couldn’t break the reinforced walls, but it clung to them, allowing warriors to climb its tail and back.

“For the North!”

“Kill the traitors!”

“Kalivaaaal!”

Rebel warriors, swift as arrows, leaped up and swung their axes.

Northern knights fought back.

All of them were Kalibal warriors [elite warriors known for their ferocity], and their battle was like thunder and lightning.

“Don’t fall behind, Igrit.”

“Of course, Mother!”

Crackle!

The siege was proceeding favorably for us, the defenders, despite our numerical disadvantage.

One reason was that Hildegard and Igrit were freezing enemies with their scattered frost magic.

Pzzzzzzzt!

“Try harder, Northerners. Even if your opponent is the Wizard Lord, this is too easy, isn’t it?”

On the opposite side, the Wizard Lord unleashed powerful magic, holding back the enemy advance.

“Don’t stop!”

“For the future of the Northerners!”

“Charge! We must break free from the Empire’s chains!”

Nevertheless, they were relentless, surging forward like a tide, making them formidable foes.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh-

“Yes, come on. With the spirit to overthrow the Empire. I will desperately repel you.”

I listened to their battle cries, meeting their cause with my own resolve.

With wings of light spread, I flew, wielding the Holy Sword engulfed in purifying flames, cutting them down.

“Javelins! Throw the javelins!”

“Uwooooo! Kalivaaaal!”

The rebels, unwilling to yield, threw javelins and swung their axes with desperate leaps.

Dodging, blocking, and countering, the Holy Sword was stained with their blood, the blood of the Imperials.

The silver Holy Sword, the Imperial spirit dwelling within it, seemed to shed tears of blood.

“So, I will also give my all.”

The sooner I break your spirit, the less blood you and the Imperials will shed.

Pacheutcheutcheutcheut-

Divine power, purifying flames, and frost flames swirled around the Holy Sword, surging.

[Imperial Soul Stage 2 Deployment]

[Mana Heart Output Amplification]

[Purifying Flame Storm Deploying]

“Uwoooooooo!”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Soon, an intense storm of flames engulfed the Northern warriors leaping over the walls.

The flame storm that swallowed them should have burned them to ashes.

Sizzle-

“Truly powerful. We couldn’t have stopped it without mobilizing the shamans.”

But Hathsgar, riding an Ice Drake, appeared and blocked the flames.

His axe cut through the flames, and the shamans he brought with him vomited blood, using their shamanic power to block the flames.

As a price, the shamans felt the pain of their brains burning and died.

“Hathsgar.”

“Emperor.”

“It is sad when Imperials kill Imperials.”

“It is also sad when kin kill kin.”

“Therefore.”

“So.”

Clang-

“Let’s settle this.”

“Let’s do it.”

Tadat dat dat-

Clang!

With those words, we charged at each other, clashed, and engaged in a desperate fight.

I swung the Holy Sword. Even though the Holy Sword struck his shoulder, he swung his axe without any defense.

His body clung to the Holy Sword as if embracing it, and the axe aimed for me.

Alarmed by his reckless abandon, I had to abandon the Holy Sword temporarily and step back.

Instead of the Holy Sword, blades of shadow targeted him.

“Did you materialize Aura [a manifestation of inner energy]? Impressive. Tremendous talent. But-”

Sigh-

“Such tricks are useless before the soul of a warrior!”

A shout so intense that it resonated with the soul.

The shout containing Aura instantly disrupted the Aura forming the shadow blades.

The shadow blades disappeared immediately.

It was truly a terrifying sight.

Thud-

Slash!

“I will take the sword back.”

“Kuh! Keuheuh… You are welcome to it.”

But in the gap when he shouted, I approached his face with high-speed movement and pulled out the Holy Sword embedded in his shoulder.

“Do you think this fight has meaning, Emperor?”

“People don’t fight without meaning.”

“Is that really so? This fight where kin thirst for kin’s blood and Imperials kill Imperials?”

Clang! Clang! Clack!

Even as the sword and axe moved like a dance, like a storm, he and I spoke. As if replacing conversation with sword and axe.

“Why do you ask that? Are you suddenly tired of fighting?”

“No! That can’t be!”

Clang!

His axe struck the ground with lightning force.

As soon as the small explosion occurred, he pressed the attack again.

I continued to counter him as if dancing a graceful sword dance.

“I have never felt so alive! Never have I forgotten the frustrating reality of my kin, never have I escaped the worries about the future of my kin, never have I met a worthy opponent! This is the first time! You are more than a Grand Duke, you are a worthy opponent to me!”

He was shouting as if he had gone mad with battle frenzy.

I listened to his fervor with a firm and cold expression.

“However! How can the meaning of this fight be limited to the glory of one warrior! The victor must take all! Must bear all of the loser. Isn’t that so!”

That shout sounded refreshing, yet somehow sad.

His emotionally charged axe aimed at me more fiercely, but I deflected it with a flexible sword and counterattacked.

Stab!

Thus, the silver Holy Sword pierced his heart.

“So… the burden… we have… bear it… Emperor…”

“…I gladly will, Hathsgar.”

[Imperial Soul has reached its duration limit.]

As the sword pierced his heart, the Imperial Soul disappeared.

I accepted his ‘request’ and tried to watch over his end.

“Lord Hathsgar!”

“…Fall back, follow my orders.”

“Kuhk…”

His aide rushed over, but at Hathsgar’s words, barely holding on while bleeding, he wept and bowed his head.

“…Emperor. One last time…”

He was trying to say something to me.

Thud!

“Have you failed pathetically, barbarian lord?”

At that moment, a giant demon fell from the sky.

Landing with a violent storm, he swung a huge demonic sword at me, and with the Imperial Soul gone, I was knocked back while blocking the sword.

“…Gaimodeus.”

“To beg the enemy when you are a defeated dog.”

“Hmph, not an enemy. Not anymore.”

“You have truly become a pathetic loser.”

Thwack!

“Kuhk!”

The high-ranking demon embedded a gem with an ominous green light in Hathsgar’s bleeding heart.

“You are still useful. I will give you, a defeated dog, another chance.”

“N, no…”

“You have no right to refuse.”

The demon said those words, grabbed Hathsgar, who could not resist, and began to fly away.

“Lord Hathsgar! You fiend!”

“Annoying.”

Thud!

“Kwak!”

Hathsgar’s aide jumped in to save him, but he was cut down by the demon’s casually swung greatsword and sent flying.

“The Demonic race is attacking us!”

“Dimensional gates are opening! They betrayed us!”

At the same time, demons poured into battlefields everywhere through dimensional gates, attacking both loyalists and rebels indiscriminately.

Both sides could not respond properly to the sudden attack. In particular, the loyalists and rebels were still attacking each other, creating a scene of utter chaos.

“Kuhk… Lord Hathsgar…”

“You there.”

“Y, you are…”

“Don’t move for a moment.”

Amidst the chaos, I recovered from the shock and approached Hathsgar’s aide, who was lying on the ground.

[Blessing of Healing Deployment]

I healed his wounds with divine power.

Then he looked at me with a ‘why?’ expression.

“Don’t make a stupid face and stop the rebels from attacking. Now we must unite and face the Demonic race.”

“B, but…”

“Your lord has admitted defeat. Hurry! We must shed less blood of our kin even for a moment!”

“……!”

My rebuke brought the aide to his senses.

“I understand. But the loyalists must also stop attacking.”

“I will try to make that happen.”

Immediately, I redeployed the wings of light, even if it was a bit much.

Hathsgar was captured… but rescuing him is a matter for later.

“Igrit! Hildegard!”

“Franz!”

The place I flew to was where those two were.

It was to prevent the loyalists from attacking the rebels.

“I am already giving orders to do so. But… some knights are refusing the order.”

“They say they must kill all the rebels… and continue to attack.”

However, the two of them alone could not make the orders obeyed.

I frowned, wondering if I should just smash the heads of those who didn’t listen.

“No, there is no need to do that.”

“……!”

At that moment, an unexpected person was approaching.

“Grand Duke. You have awakened.”

“Yes. More importantly, this first.”

Duke Hector of the North must have been curious about why I was here, but he started with what he had to do first.

“Everyone, follow my orders, stop attacking the rebels!”

“……! That’s the voice of the Grand Duke!”

“The Northern Grand Duke has returned!”

“W, we can’t disobey his orders!”

When the Grand Duke shouted with a voice filled with Aura, all the loyalists on the battlefield stopped engaging the rebels according to his orders.

He continued to give orders.

“The civil war where Imperials, where kin shed blood is over! Now is the time to face our true enemy together! Northerners! It is the time of sword and axe! Kill the Demonic race and demons! For Hathsgar!”

His continued shouts, his speech, ignited the hearts of the Northerners.

In particular, the words ‘for Hathsgar’ won the hearts of the rebels with just that one phrase, and their axes immediately turned to the nearby Demonic race and demons.

“……It’s settled for now. More importantly, how did you wake up?”

“Hathsgar died, and the curse placed on me through him was lifted. The curse itself was a trick played by the Demonic race, though.”

“I see. But Hathsgar… won’t die yet. A demon took him.”

“……That’s a setback.”

Being captured by a demon meant they would use his soul somewhere.

I felt that I had to rescue him even though I had no real justification.

But soon, that justification arose.

“Lord Hathsgar left a message in advance. Please… if he is defeated, protect the Kalibal Sanctuary [a sacred place or temple]…”

Hathsgar’s words, left through his aide, were that justification.