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167 – Rust, Eats the World #1

The Durgien region was like the backbone of the kingdom.

A bridgehead connecting the royal capital, Royal Road, and the provincial capital, Barakhan.

It has been historically proven that whoever occupies this area will have hegemony over the kingdom.

The war between the old king Pendragon and the church took a sharp turn when Count Agarpe of the Durgien region surrendered to the church.

anyway.

We escaped from Sodomy and advanced roughly, completely occupying the Agarpe territory.

This process took less than half a day.

There was almost no military conflict, because it was a perfect surprise operation and the performance of Lass, the Great Sinner, was dazzling.

“May 11th. Agarpe Estate holds a big event to honor the old ancestors of the Agarpe family. At this time, the soldiers’ job is to unarm, eat, drink, and sing.”

A big festival in the Agarpe Estate.

Taking advantage of what could be considered a major holiday for them, the red robes moved of their own accord.

“As expected, it’s Lars! You knew all about the detours and underground waterways!”

Ezekiel, the 52nd baptist, trembled.

Thanks to the intelligence of Ras, who was suspiciously knowledgeable about the Agarpe territory, the Crusade’s detachment was able to open the gates in an instant and capture the people in no time.

“Hey, these guys! This land that our ancestors inherited cannot be lost to heretics like you! I will fight until the end even if I am the last one!”

Of course, there were places where resistance was strong.

The Agarpe Mansion was still putting up strong resistance, feeling like the last bastion.

Count Dovan was leading the soldiers, roaring like a very brave lion.

The fourth baptist, Bokor, clicks his tongue as he sees the slow pace of the occupation of the Agarpe Mansion.

“Chet, you really deserve to be called a hero who was active in the war 20 years ago. If time is wasted here, the plan will be disrupted in many ways. Master Rust, command me!”

Sze-.

Bokor took out a toad from his bag.

It was a very fat toad.

“I will release these plague toads and clean up Agarpe Mansion… !”

no-.

I wanted to take over this mansion as cleanly as possible, but what if the plague toads are released?

It was nice to capture everyone’s attention even if it took some time.

Pot-.

At that moment, Lars with the butterfly mask jumped forward and spoke.

“The reason the Agarpe family betrayed the royal family and took the side of the church was because they were on the verge of extinction! Leave this matter to me!”

Pot-.

Ras in the butterfly mask motioned, and a small boy was dragged out.

The guy was Dihon Agarpe, and Count Dovan’s expression turned pale as he looked out the window from inside the mansion.

“D, Dihon! Yes these guys! You’re holding Dihon hostage! Bring back the kidnapped Dihon!”

Sze-.

Lars shouted, grabbing Dihon by the back of his neck and lifting him up.

“Dihon is the only legitimate eldest son of the Agarpe family! If something happens to this guy here, the long history of the Agarpe family will come to an end!”

“Guaagh… ! Dad wants me to save Dihon quickly… ! I ask you to quickly surrender to the Blood Crusade and set Dihon free… !”

It was a very terrible sight.

Even the members of the Blood Crusade who were watching this held out their tongues.

Hans said.

“The last offspring means the last sex. Getting rid of offspring is like getting rid of sex. This would be a great sin. Indeed, Ras-sama is a ruthless monster… !”

Doban was very angry at the sight of his only son being taken hostage.

“Yes, you bitch Lass… ! You horrible witch… ! I, Dovan Agarpe, for the honor and faithfulness of my daughter Psyche, who passed away before me, will never forget this humiliation… !”

sss-.

Finally, the main door of the mansion opened.

At the same time, Saint Galatea raised her sword high and shouted.

“It’s finally opened! Go inside as if trampling on a shy girl with her legs spread wide open, and fill the mansion with the cries of the Crusade!”

Waaat-!

A loud and loud roar enveloped the mansion.

As long as Dihon, his only blood relative, was held hostage, Count Agarpe’s family had no chance of victory.

The Agarpe family were people who valued family very much.

“I never thought Ras would use a trick.”

“Las is stronger now than when he was a whirlpool two years ago!”

“It’s truly Neuras!”

There were many things I wanted to say, but I couldn’t.

Psyche also cared for the Agarpe family.

But to think that Psyche would take the initiative to invade and destroy her own parents’ house.

Even worse, they even took his younger brother Dihon hostage!

It was then.

someone said

“So, how will Lass punish Count Agarpe?”

“That’s right. Lass would never leave Count Agarpe alone, right?”

“… … !”

Startle-.

Lars shivered.

The guy looked like he was very angry, and a cloud of bright red steam rose up from his head.

“Count Agarpe! From now on, you are my horse… ! Just like you did a long time ago with 5-year-old Psyche on your back, take Lars around the mansion!”

Pot-.

Lars made Dovan Agarpe, who had been taken hostage, lie down like a horse and then climbed on top of him.

Dovan Agarpe screamed.

“Gaaah! I can’t believe I have to give up my back, which I used only for my daughter Psyche, to a woman like you! Even when I die, I have no shame in seeing my daughter Psyche! Wow! Psyche! sorry! Your father gave in to evil… !”

An act that takes away his memories and dignity as a father.

Seeing that, the baptists were amazed and said, “It is indeed Lass.” or “very vicious!”.

“Dihon! My son Dihon!”

Pababat-.

Countess Wilhemina burst out from inside the mansion with her hair scattered.

She hugged her son Dihon and shed tears.

Dihon was struggling and running wild.

“Kkisss… ! Ang kimono… !”

“Uh, how can you say such evil things… ! Lars, you vicious bitch… ! How dare you take my son and do something to him? ! That good boy became like this in just a few days… !”

A mother weeps as she sees her son who has changed horribly.

It looked very desperate.

Even the Crusade members, who are said to have seen no blood or tears in that sight, even whispered, “Don’t you think it’s too harsh?” or “Las is a very terrible person.”.

After that, Lars continued to smash things like the stone statue of Psyche Agarpe and the tombstones of his ancestors that were decorated in the Agarpe Mansion.

It seemed as if he could not tolerate his violence and was deliberately trying to show it off.

“I am Ras, the Great Sin Seat! This is how Lars acts!”

I am… That sight was so scary… !

Because I was certain that I would die on the day that violence turned towards me!

anyway.

With this feeling, the occupation of the Durgien region ended smoothly.

# # #

We captured all the guns installed in the Agarpe family.

A total of 125 guns.

It was well managed and was able to be put into practice right away.

Michelan, the third baptist, smiled and admired it.

“With this level, any fortress or wall can be breached. flame. Let’s set off a bigger spark towards the world! fire! Roar! Hot! That is art!”

Michelan, who was an amazing artist in his own right,’s condition had become increasingly strange over the past two years.

However, as he said, if you have this much firepower, you will be able to take over quite a few castles.

Sze-. widely.

Roland posted tools similar to chess boards on the situation board installed in the conference room of the Agarpe Mansion.

“Our current military strength is approximately 70,000. And the number of allied troops staying in the capital is approximately 100,000. An all-out war will unfold where we are numerically disadvantaged.”

Invading the royal capital, Royal Road.

It wasn’t something that was unfamiliar to me.

Because I was an expert when it came to invading the royal capital.

Roland continued speaking.

“The defense of the royal capital is tightly defended by Marquis Sandros’ personal soldiers, including the platinum wizard Thorin. It won’t be easy to occupy it like Durgien’s.”

Roland’s opinion was reasonable, but there was one thing that needed to be corrected.

I said.

“In essence, there is no easy sex in the world. But for me, sex is easier than eating cake. I fucked Nayuta’s virgin and I fucked the non-virgin of eternity.”

“… … !!!”

“… !!!”

Everyone in the room held their breath.

They began to tremble as if they had heard a very big truth, and many fainted one after another.

Soon Hans, who was writing down everything I said, spoke.

“Indeed, nothing in the world is easy, but in front of the omnipotent Rust, it means that nothing is difficult! I, Hans, know! This is the metaphor of “hitting rice cakes while lying down” that appears in the fifth line of page 66 of Demonic Sword… ! It’s a story full of truth… !”

It was like that.

Occupying the royal capital, Royal Road, was as easy as lying down and pounding rice cakes.

Last 2 years.

It wasn’t just that I was healing while looking at the fluffy fur of the sheep.

It’s all planned out.

It was then.

Galatea plunged her sword into the map of the royal capital.

Pot-!

“In the royal capital, there is that hated saint, Milione. That guy is like a chastity belt that has blocked the advance of our crusade several times. That guy must be captured alive.”

is it.

Is Milione staying in the royal capital now?

What a saint.

Since it was a word that did not really go well with Milione, I couldn’t help but think about it in many ways.

Sze-.

Just then Lars in the butterfly mask spoke.

“If it’s Milione, leave it to me! Because that guy and I had to settle the matter someday!”

A very proud shout.

Soon the fourth baptist, Michelan, was greatly impressed.

“Could it be possible to see it? Ras-sama’s specialty, “Turning the Saint’s Windmill!””

「The Saint’s Windmill」.

I frowned at that strange name.

What is that?

Just Psyche… Lars shouted as if he had been waiting.

“Yes! Turning a saint’s windmill is the main skill of Lass, the Great Sinner! Those girls who pretend to be pious and simple like Milione… I’m exposing every detail of your skirt!”

Does Psyche know what “Rolling the Virgin’s Windmill” is?

In many ways, my eyes became dizzying.

“So, Master Rust, how are you planning to take over that heavily guarded royal capital? I have no idea what method you are going to use.”

Then someone asked quietly.

He was the 52nd baptist, Ezekiel.

This guy was a second-generation baptist who had been baptized by first-generation baptists such as Hans and Galatea, and Galatea laughed at Ezekiel.

“Ezakiel. You still have a long way to go. Still don’t understand what Rust means? Master Rust has a perfect, great, thick and solid plan to take over the royal capital without shedding a single drop of blood.”

“It’s just as they said. I, Hans, know full well how great Rust’s plan is. Of course, even I, Hans, the chief baptist, have no choice but to grasp the grand plan like a mosaic, but—.”

Sze-.

Hans bows his head to me.

“I have already implemented the plan that Rust ordered me to do in my dream. According to my expectations, the results should have already come out yesterday, but as expected, I was not good enough to follow Rust’s wisdom.”

Hans seemed to feel ashamed, as if he really didn’t know what to do with himself.

He seemed like a subordinate who had made a huge mistake, and I frowned.

What kind of plan were you carrying out?

I didn’t say anything.

I began to have uneasy premonitions.

Pudadadadadak-.

At that moment, something flew into the window of the Agarpe Mansion.

It was a pigeon.

Sze-.

A note tied to the pigeon’s leg.

What is written there—.