Ch.287Revolutionary Princess NPC. (2)

“What the hell!! Are you playing word games with me?!!”

-Smash!

“Ugh!!”

A plump voice, one that revealed its owner’s heaviness even just by hearing it, spewed anger while throwing a plate at the person in front.

“I-I’m terribly sorry. We never expected they would slip through our intelligence network and already build such a significant force…”

“I pay you money to find out these things somehow!! Do you think that’s an acceptable excuse?!!”

-Thud!!

“Gah!”

Unable to contain his rage, the owner of the plump voice struggled to lift his fat leg and kicked the man reporting before him. The man who was kicked rolled excessively on the floor.

“Hiss! Hiss! Do something about this!! Don’t let those bastards enter my castle!! No, dispatch troops today and execute all of them!!! This is treason!! This is treason against me and the Empire!!!”

“T-then, if we mobilize the knights and guards…”

“Remaining knights! Guards!! Mobilize even the military!! How dare, HOW DARE!!! They plan to attack me, Marquis Doria Hulk?! Revolution group?! Execute them all—those vassals who spout nonsense about revolution arising if we suppress the people’s voices, and those foolish commoners who defy the Empire’s will!!!”

Tonight, upon hearing information that his mansion would be attacked, the Marquis ordered all remaining forces after conscription to eliminate the revolutionary group. The servant who received the order hurriedly got up from the floor, bowed to the Marquis, and left the room as if afraid of being hit again, relaying the Marquis’s orders to another servant. After that…

“My Lord, an envoy from the Chancellor requests an audience.”

“What?! Tch! Clean up that fallen plate and bring them in!!”

After irritably assigning the cleaning to a maid, not long after, a blonde woman in pristine white priestly robes entered through the opened door.

“My, Marquis. Have I come too early?”

“No, no. I didn’t want you to see the mess, so I made you wait. Please come in. So, Priestess, what brings you to see me again?”

As if his previous anger had been a lie, the Marquis greeted the priestess with a hearty smile, and she too, wearing a gentle smile, was guided by a servant to sit on the sofa.

“I had no intention of eavesdropping, but I heard the person who just left giving orders to mobilize knights, guards, and even the military. Has something unfortunate occurred?”

“Ah, that…”

Wondering if that stupid servant had been shouting around, the Marquis maintained an awkward smile while thinking he would throw an ashtray at the servant’s face next time they met.

“Priestess, you must have heard the recent rumors? That lately, among the commoners, there are increasing numbers of fools spouting nonsense about opposing the war and revolution. I received information that among these ruffians are traitors barbarically planning to raise swords against the nobility and the imperial family. So, I, Marquis Hulk, have decided to personally cut off this sprout.”

“Oh my, that’s truly serious!”

The priestess exaggeratedly covered her mouth as if genuinely surprised. And with that movement, her ample bosom, which her priestly robes couldn’t fully conceal, pressed and swayed, causing the Marquis to swallow hard.

‘…Tch, what a waste. If she weren’t a priestess of the Church or at least an envoy of the Chancellor, I would have made her serve me.’

“Marquis?”

“Gulp! I apologize. Just thinking for a moment. And please don’t worry too much! I’ve already decided to mobilize the military and knights. Before the sun sets today, all those traitors will be dealt with by me, Doria Hulk. You can tell the Chancellor…”

“Hehe. I see. Then I only need to report to the Chancellor about your brave appearance and loyalty to the Empire?”

“Yes! Exactly! Please put in a good word for me…!!”

After finishing their exchange of flattery and compliments, the priestess left the Marquis’s room, and the Marquis shouted at a pretty maid who entered as if replacing her, ordering her to ‘serve him.’

‘Tsk, I came personally because he’s supposed to be an easy pig to handle. But what can be done about that disgusting gaze and lust?’

Throughout their conversation, she had wanted to gouge out the Marquis’s eyeballs that kept staring at her chest and thighs. Of course, having received enough education not to show such thoughts on the surface and knowing she wouldn’t be caught, the priestess made a gesture as if brushing off something disgusting from her body, even though nothing was there. She then moved to her guest room.

“So, what’s going on? The Marquis’s informants got the information before us? Have you all just been playing around?”

She immediately glared at the priests waiting in the room.

“No, ma’am. Even now, our Church people who have infiltrated the revolutionary group are confirming information, but the plan to attack the mansion is only now being discussed among the revolutionary group’s executives.”

“What? Then, the date? Is it really today?”

“…It’s not exact, but it seems they plan to execute it at dawn after sunset today.”

“Tch! Anyway, that pig’s information was faster than ours?!”

Gone was the demeanor she had shown to the Marquis just moments ago. The priestess, lifting her long priestly skirt to reveal her thighs and clenching a pipe between her teeth, sat down on the sofa, crossed her legs, and continued speaking while eyeing the female priest answering her as if licking her with her gaze.

“Inhale, exhale. So, what about the information on the princess? Is she really here? The Chancellor’s covert operatives have been making a fuss about whether she’s here or not, whether they met her or not. How is it that you can’t bring me even a piece of information?”

“…I apologize. It’s just that every imperial covert operative we contact gives different information, and even as we verify all these statements and move directly, we can’t grasp proper information.”

“Pft! Truly useless.”

No one finds it strange or cautions her when the priestess spits on what appears to be an expensive carpet. After all, she is a woman who holds the second highest position among the high priests assigned to the Empire, right after the priest who stands beside the Chancellor.

And the reason she personally came all the way here was none other than the princess. Information had emerged that the princess—a member of the imperial family who couldn’t even be recognized as an imperial princess—was here.

“Ah, damn. If it weren’t for the information that she possesses a ‘skill,’ this wouldn’t have been worth so much attention. It’s really annoying. Then, what about Billion? I heard that the sacrifices being captured from the rural domain he went to suddenly stopped. Did those local lords really do something to that idiot?”

“According to our confirmation, the connection with High Priest Billion Helm, the 60 combat priests who moved with him, and the superior demon Paimon, who was bound by a dual contract with the Grand Priest, has been completely severed. It seems…”

“This is ridiculous. He lost all the demons the Church had nurtured for decades and the combat priests assigned to him in a counterattack by rural lords? That bastard, even if he’s alive, I’ll kill him when he returns. Really, are all men just idiots? Ah, I’m stressed!!”

Taking a long drag from her pipe, the priestess concluded with “You’re all the same idiots!” and began to unbutton her priestly robe. Her ample bosom, which the stiff priestly robe had been forcibly supporting, overflowed with gravity, revealing her natural state as she was born, but none of the Church people secretly watching her felt any lust towards her.

“You. I’ll take one step back with you, so make sure no one else approaches. And in the battle tonight, we’ll collect all the lives of both the Marquis’s forces and those revolutionary bastards. Get ready.”

“””Understood.”””

As soon as her order fell, all the Church priests hiding in the guest room disappeared outside, concealing their presence, and she climbed onto the bed, guiding the female priest and placing her hand on her own groin. And between that groin…

“Really, useless men and women who just whine while being dragged around by men are all unnecessary. Soon, the world will become the rightful ‘One.'”

Grasping something that shouldn’t be on a woman’s body, she began to make the female priest cry.

*

-Click! Click! Click!

Armed forces with spears and armor cross through the downtown where citizens live. The citizens watching them from around stir.

“What’s this, the Marquis’s army? Aren’t those knights at the front?”

“…What are they up to now? Wasn’t the conscription already over?”

“My, my husband? Why are there so many soldiers remaining in the domain when my husband was dragged to the battlefield…?”

“Mom, Mom. Is Dad wearing armor like that too? Is Dad there?”

“Ugh… I’m sorry, that Mommy… sorry for being a commoner…!!”

No one looks at them with friendly eyes. They know these are the protectors of the domain, but precisely because of that, they can’t look kindly upon those who remain here while having no involvement in the war, even as commoners unrelated to combat were conscripted. Moreover…

“My, my son!! My son just turned fifteen!!! Why, why are you all here like this after sending my son to the battlefield?!!”

“…Remove her.”

“”Yes!!””

“Give, give me back my son!!! If you want to wage war, you should go yourselves!!!”

In the eyes of the citizens whose families have been dragged to the battlefield, the sight of knights and soldiers moving in heavy armor at night under the name of domain protection only arouses their resentment and anger. Even now, as knights forcibly drag away a middle-aged woman who blocked the path of the knights at the front, the citizens become even more agitated. And despite receiving such cold gazes and resentment from the citizens, the Marquis’s forces move to reach the back alley they targeted.

“…They say the seeds of rebellion are growing here.”

“The Marquis ordered us to consider everyone in the back alley at this hour as rebels and execute them, but…”

From the entrance, vagrants and beggars look at the knights and soldiers with confused expressions, causing the knight commander to click his tongue. This was a surprise attack against rebels, so naturally, there was no situation to issue evacuation orders for civilians. This meant that the vacant stares from the vagrants and beggars looking at him were just those of ordinary citizens, not rebels.

“What will you do? Even now…”

“You want me to shout that those not part of the revolutionary group should evacuate? Why not just hand over information to the traitors telling them to run away?”

“…So, are you really going to execute everyone here?”

As the adjutant frowns while speaking to the knight commander, the commander clicks his tongue even louder. It’s not that he particularly pities those vagrants and beggars. He just knows that massacring them could ignite a larger spark among other citizens during the war, potentially stabbing them in the back.

“Those who don’t resist, bind them on the spot and set them aside. Those who seem suspicious and run away as soon as they see us, shoot their legs or kill them.”

“…It will take a long time.”

“We can’t kill everyone.”

As the knight commander’s order falls, the adjutant, though with a bitter expression, relays the order to the soldiers and knights. And watching the forces moving towards the back alley where the revolutionary group is located, from atop a building in the darkness, a pair of red eyes…

“Clumsy strategy, hypocritical display, weak command. Not a single thing done properly?”

With blue hair fluttering, those eyes narrowed like a crescent moon.