Player Who Became A Constellation [EN]: Chapter 92

The envoys from Ronia swallowed hard.

Inside the box that should have contained gold and jewels were the severed heads of the Node people.

Tears of sweat beaded on the envoys’ foreheads.

This wasn’t just any kingdom they were dealing with, but a kingdom of barbarians.

Moreover, it was a nation of madmen who looked down on Ronia and didn’t fear the Holy Order.

To present a box containing the heads of the Node people as a gift in such a place, the outcome was obvious.

‘…I’m going to die!’

Indeed, a colleague next to him had disappeared without a trace.

He had only waved his hand.

Whatever means he used, it was clear that he was a powerful mage.

“T, there must be some mistake!”

The envoys from Ronia began to struggle to survive.

They slammed their heads on the floor, sweating profusely, and desperately tried to defend themselves.

“There must be some misunderstanding!”

“It’s a conspiracy! C, clearly designed to drive a wedge between Ronia and Asgard…! Yes…!”

The Ronia envoys turned their heads, pointing at Eron and Palm.

“I, it must be Prince Eron’s scheme! There must have been someone close to Eron involved in preparing the gifts!”

“Well, they don’t seem powerful, though?”

“W, when Prince Eron left the royal capital, the nobles helped him! So… that force…! T, the Node people…!”

The envoys tried desperately to persuade Loki.

In their minds, it was already an established fact that Prince Eron’s forces had interfered.

Otherwise, how could the gold and jewels that Ash had prepared be replaced with the heads of the Node people?

Loki turned his gaze to the box.

A single piece of parchment was rolled up among the heads of the Node people.

When Loki gestured, one of the Berserker warriors picked up the letter and handed it to Loki.

Loki frowned. Then, he beckoned one of the envoys with his finger.

“Yes? Ah, yes….”

At the beckoning, one of the envoys approached Loki, and Loki handed him the parchment, saying:

“Read it aloud.”

The envoy’s face turned pale as he looked at the contents of the parchment.

“A, Ruler of Asgard! There must be something wrong-!”

“Read it.”

At Loki’s murderous tone, the envoy trembled and began to read the contents.

“H, Hear ye, heretics!”

The envoys who were kneeling looked at each other.

The envoy reading the parchment continued with a desperate expression and trembling voice.

“I, Ash Ronia, the great king of Ronia, warn you, heretics who worship demons! Acknowledge your sins and bow your heads immediately, pledging allegiance to the great Ronia royal family! If you do so, we will forget your past mistakes and accept you with a generous heart.”

“It seems King Ash wrote it himself.”

The noble who was reading the parchment widened his eyes.

‘No. This isn’t Ash’s handwriting. But the king’s seal, stamped prominently, couldn’t be denied.’

‘King Ash would have had someone else write it for him. But what about the actions he showed us before sending us…?!’

‘Could it be… a text written by the Holy Order…!?’

If it was the Holy Order, not King Ash-!

“Continue reading.”

The envoy felt his vision darkening.

“Also, stop worshiping demons and correct your wrong path by believing in the Azelan religion! Otherwise, the curse of God will be upon you, and the disaster of plague will occur! As proof that you pledge allegiance to our Ronia.”

The envoy didn’t know why this content was included, but he began to recite the last part.

“Offer young Node slaves every year, and also offer the dark elves, the symbol of the heretics, along with Prince Eron. Then…. I… will accept you… as my subjects.”

Clap-!

The envoys flinched.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Loki clapped his hands.

The sound echoed in the audience chamber.

“Ha! Wonderful. Wonderful! Is this Ronia’s intention?”

“N, no! Absolutely not! This is…!”

At that moment, Cancun entered as the audience chamber door opened.

She bowed to Loki once, then approached him and whispered in his ear.

And she gave him a bottle in his hand.

“One of the Ronia envoys had this.”

Loki shook the bottle in his hand.

The envoys looked at it, puzzled.

Inside the bottle was a worm that looked like a twig.

The envoys’ puzzled expressions suggested they didn’t know what it was.

“Do you know what this is?”

Loki asked the envoy who had read the parchment earlier.

“Yes? Ah, no… Th, what kind of worm is it?”

“I’ll show you.”

Loki broke the bottle and scattered the worms in his hand towards the envoys.

When the worm touched the envoy’s face, it wriggled and burrowed into his skin.

“……!”

After a moment of terrible pain, the envoy vomited blood.

“Ughaaaa!”

His whole body wriggled, his skin color changed, and his body twisted.

The envoys who saw the sight gaped.

‘Th, that’s…!?’

“W, Wim Pest!” [A magically induced plague.]

Why is that plague in a bottle? And with the Ronia envoys!?

Loki looked at the Wight [Undead creature] that had transformed, as if it was uninteresting.

“Could it be… you believed in this and came out like this? I thought you were just trash, but you’re also stupid.”

The Wight rushed at him.

Loki waved his hand, and the Wight’s head flew off.

The headless body rolled on the floor.

Blood and worms scattered from the headless body.

“Hiiiik-!?”

The envoys, fearing the Wim Pest, covered their mouths and retreated, falling on their butts.

“Believing in these earthworms, you declared war on me… on this Asgard?”

Loki rose from his seat.

He lifted his leg and trampled on the Wight’s body.

“Well, that’s what I wanted. I’ll show you what kind of country this Asgard is.”

Loki looked at the envoys. No, he glared at them.

“I’ll send your heads to Ash Ronia. You’ll watch in hell what the end of a foolish king is like.”

Loki approached the envoys directly, and the envoys screamed and turned to flee.

“S, stop him! Stop him!”

The envoys shouted at the Ronia knights, but the knights couldn’t move due to Loki’s overwhelming presence.

Loki waved his hand, and each time, blood splattered in the audience chamber.

***

“Oh my… Lord Loki! You’re making it difficult for me!”

Cancun sighed and looked at the audience chamber.

It was covered in gore.

Due to Loki’s anger, none of the Ronia envoys survived.

No, just one.

Only a young boy among the Ronia’s royal guards survived.

The one who appeared to be the knight’s squire was trembling, covering his head.

Loki seemed to have lost interest in the sight, bent down towards the boy, and said:

“Instead of our Asgard envoys, you shall tell Ash.”

“…….”

“Ronia will be destroyed…”

Eron and Palm were frozen, staring only at the chilling corpses.

‘It was instantaneous!’

They were Ronia’s envoys.

Those who were in charge of their escort were knights with considerable abilities even in the Ronia kingdom.

They were killed without even being able to use their skills properly.

They were distorted beyond recognition with just a wave of his hand, as if chasing away bugs.

Did he use magic? Or was it just physical force?

Whatever it was, both were beyond common sense.

‘Where on earth did such a person come from!?’

Palm gritted his teeth.

It was too late. Asgard already held the ‘justification’ [legal or moral right].

“Isn’t the sacred audience chamber getting dirty? Those people are suffering.”

Cancun pointed to the skeletons cleaning the audience chamber with her finger.

They were the skeletons of Valhalla Palace [Hall of slain warriors in Norse mythology].

They were putting the corpses in containers like throwing away trash and wiping the floor with mops.

They were even wearing aprons and hats.

Once the grim reapers of the battlefield who swept away the Node people, they now look like professional cleaners.

In some ways, they even look cute.

“And… Lord Loki’s body is getting dirty too.”

“…I got excited without realizing it.”

Loki, sitting on the throne, shook his hands.

At the sight, Cancun sighed and approached him, wiping the blood from his hands with a handkerchief.

“Someone call Ruran. And identify the remains of those Node people and hold a funeral for them.”

“Do you think it was Ronia’s doing?”

Aum asked. He had seen Ash before, so he couldn’t easily believe it.

“Well, Hans. What do you think?”

Hans stroked his chin and said.

“It’s not King Ash’s doing.”

“Why do you think so?”

“He’s a coward. Even after experiencing Lord Loki and the Berserker warriors, he wouldn’t commit such an act.”

Hans had heard of the connection between Loki and Prince Ash.

Unless Ash’s personality changed 180 degrees, he wouldn’t do such a reckless thing.

“Yes, I think so too, but seeing the request for Cellut [type of slave], it’s ambiguous to say he didn’t know. He may have been indirectly involved in this. Well, the Holy Order must have done this dirty work behind the scenes.”

“What are you going to do?”

At Aum’s question, Loki shrugged.

“What can I do? Either way, the Ronia royal family’s seal was stamped on it. Whether it’s Ash’s intention or not, the fact that Ronia has declared war on us doesn’t change.”

Loki smiled.

“It’s war.”

“…Is that so?”

Hans made a bitter expression.

He felt that his hometown would now be destroyed.

Hans glanced at Palm and Eron.

Palm was sweating coldly, and Eron had a desperate expression.

‘Oh dear… I’ll have to talk to those two later.’

Hans pondered for a moment and opened his mouth.

“But dealing with both Ronia and the Holy Order will be quite troublesome.”

“I’ll take care of that.”

At that moment, Ruran entered the audience chamber.

“I greet my master.”

“Yes, you’ve come. Ruran. The task I asked you for before. Can you do it?”

Ruran was puzzled. But soon, he recalled what Loki had said back when he went to Astoria Island.

“Ah!”

The letter from a monk heading to the Holy Order.

“Send it.”

That will stop the Holy Order’s movements.

***

Ash was feeling anxious.

After the envoys left, he hadn’t received any contact.

‘Something must have gone wrong…!’

To think that Yuma, that damn Inquisitor, would steal the gifts to be sent to the Node king and replace them with the heads of the Node people!!

No matter how much he entrusted the overall national affairs to him, this was going too far.

‘I gave him everything, didn’t I? I gave him land, money, and promised to build the Holy Order’s temples in this land and give him young monks and nuns!?’

But what is he so dissatisfied with that he torments me so much!?

If he angers that crow man, the black knights with beast helmets he leads will trample this land horribly.

As he trembled with anxiety, devastating news was delivered to him.

“…T, the envoys’ bodies… have arrived.”

“…….”

“I, in the box… torn to the point where they can’t be recognized…”

The squire, who was a knight’s attendant reporting, turned pale and sweated coldly.

The squire knelt before Ash, who was sitting on the throne, trembling with fear.

If others saw the sight, they would think they were afraid of the consequences of not completing the envoys’ mission.

But the truth is different.

The squire who survived in this Asgard had seen their true power.

It was the despair of someone who realized that a war would break out that was incomparable to Ronia’s civil war.

“Did they… not say anything?”

He already knows why things went wrong.

There must be a reason why he spared this young squire.

“He said one thing.”

“Yes! What did he say!”

Ash burst into anger and shouted.

The squire flinched and lowered his head even further.

“That… ‘The Kingdom of Ronia will be destroyed.’…”

Ash’s vision darkened.