Chapter 142:The Round Table (Season 2 Finale)

“Is it about time?”

Ganix muttered, looking at the pocket watch in his hand.

Then, he rose from the plush chair and slowly walked around the room, stopping in a corner.

“…Damn it, how long do I have to keep doing this?”

In that corner, Asir, kneeling on the floor with her hands pressed to her ears, looked up at him with a tearful expression.

Asir, who had ruined Ganix’s plan and caused him to lose the opportunity to control a vast amount of human resources and the Great Forest.

The profit and loss of the situation she had caused amounted to an unimaginable sum.

Ganix wanted to smash her to pieces and throw her into a dirty brothel, but he held back.

Even though she was stupid, her skills were certain, and he didn’t have the right to dispose of Asir as he pleased.

Still, seeing Asir not even thinking about how big of a mess she had made and feeling ashamed of being punished at her age, Ganix felt the urge to just kill her bubbling up.

“Are you still saying that?”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Damn it, I was a dumbass! Is that enough?”

“Sigh… what am I going to do with this idiot? Get up.”

“Ouch! I’m stiff.”

Eventually, when he ordered her to stop the punishment and get up, Asir immediately smiled brightly and stretched her stiff body.

“Hurry up and get ready to go out.”

“Ah, is today the day? Oh, damn it… I’m screwed.”

Seeing Ganix immediately preparing to go out, Asir’s face immediately fell again.

“Can’t I skip today? I really don’t think I can handle it!”

“Shut your mouth and follow me. Unless you really want to die.”

“Ah, I really don’t want to… Ah… can’t I just say I’m sick and get out of it…”

Feeling disgusted by Asir, who was clinging to him and complaining, Ganix shook his head and immediately opened the door.

It was quite late, so there were hardly any people walking in the corridors of the Imperial Palace where he resided.

At most, there were soldiers on guard and maids replacing the lightstones to illuminate the interior of the Imperial Palace.

Ganix arrived at his destination with Asir, who was grumbling and drooping her shoulders.

It was a secluded library inside the Imperial Palace.

It was a place with few people and a secluded location, perfect for secret meetings.

Knock knock-

Ganix, standing in front of the library, sighed lightly and knocked.

It was as if Ganix, who had no reason to bow his head to anyone except the Emperor inside the Imperial Palace, was seeking someone’s permission.

Click-

Not long after he knocked, the sound of the door lock being released was heard.

“Wait a minute, let me prepare myself a little bit—”

Creak-

“You son of a b―!”

Ganix lightly ignored Asir’s request to wait a moment, as she was breathing heavily and asking him to wait, and opened the door and stepped inside.

Then, the scenery inside the room came into view.

A round table and chairs, and the people sitting there were enough to evoke the image of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table.

Jin Boreas, who had already arrived and taken his seat, was also visible.

Jin Boreas, with his arms folded and maintaining a blank expression, said nothing.

Ganix sat down next to Jin Boreas as if he was used to it, and Asir cautiously sat down next to him, looking hesitant.

Then.

“Who is this? The biggest idiot of the century has arrived?”

A curse that violently shattered the very quiet atmosphere erupted.

A woman leaning back in her chair with her legs confidently on the table.

Her slender legs were smoothly covered in black tights, and a pure white nun’s habit that covered her slender waist was revealed.

Then, a slender jawline and red eyes, and a long white hair that covered her already small face.

It was Irene von Gracies, the Saintess of the Empire.

Befitting her position as the Saintess of the Empire, a coarse curse that could be heard from a construction site erupted from her very pure and benevolent smile.

In addition, Irene’s appearance, leaning back in her chair and bringing a bottle of alcohol in her hand to her mouth, was so shocking that the illusion would be completely shattered if the followers of the Goddess Church saw it.

“Deutzeureu…! (Shut up…!)”

“What the hell are you talking about? How much trouble did I go through to put my followers in there, and you ran away without getting anything? And you couldn’t even completely burn down the World Tree… sigh, you idiot.”

“Shut up! You drunken fanatic lunatic!”

“What are you so proud of… Keuheuh…! Hey, the alcohol is really good today~”

Everyone sitting in this place already knew about Asir’s blunder, and Irene, who suffered the most damage from the blunder along with Ganix, openly scratched Asir’s nerves and drank the alcohol, using her reaction as a snack.

“By the way, how was my scroll?”

At that time, a man intervened between the two.

Blue hair and a monocle on his left eye sparkled.

A man wearing a glittering uniform and a long robe, as if to say, “I am a noble magician.”

If you ask which family is the best at using magic in the Empire, everyone would shout this family, and the future Archmage who helps the protagonist and plays a huge role in the original work.

It was Griffon Bill Schutarte of the Schutarte barony.

“This scroll is a prototype that has been specially improved and experimentally written, so how is it? Was it okay?”

“Uh… it was amazing? I heard that it completely burned down the World Tree until it grew back.”

“Hmm… so it didn’t completely burn down to the roots? Then, rather than increasing the firepower, should I increase the speed at which the fire spreads…”

Griffon, who immediately started scribbling something in a notebook that he didn’t know where he got it from, in response to Asir’s words, who recalled the memory of that time while stuttering, was enough to remind one of the eldest son of a certain family, but there was a clear difference from him.

Griffon didn’t care at all that his fire almost burned down the Elves’ settlement.

“…So, how’s the Elixir production going?”

After watching the scene for a while, Ganix turned his head and asked, looking at another person.

“Well…? I’m trying to manufacture it by getting other ingredients…”

Then, a woman who received the question tilted her head and muttered.

Every time she moved her body, the fresh scent of herbs filled the room.

The green-haired woman, who lengthened her words and moved her body voluptuously as if she was intoxicated by something, put her hand near the freckles on her face.

A genius of pharmaceutics and alchemy who entered the academy with her pharmaceutical skills despite being a commoner. It was Liselotte.

“In the end, the ingredients are bad… I’ve analyzed the data so far… If I maximize the efficacy, I can make an Elixir with much higher performance than that Elixir, but…”

“Is the side effect the problem?”

“Yes… Even if you drink just one sip, your severed limbs will grow back in an instant, but… If you drink just one bottle, your body can’t handle it and it explodes!!”

“Hmm… well, it doesn’t matter if you think about the future plans….. It would be better to reduce the efficacy and spread it, but that Elixir is the problem. Because they won’t even look at the Elixir you made.”

“Kihihihit… That’s a shame… It would be nice to have a World Tree Leaf…”

“So, what are you going to do? With those bastards.”

In the meantime, Irene, who slammed the bottle she was gulping down on the table, said.

“I’ve been watching quietly until now… I should take action soon… Ah, wait. Let me get sober.”

Hwaaaak-

Irene, who was about to say something, complained of dizziness, and then, when she put her hand on her head, a sacred light burst out.

“Hoo… I’m a little sober now. Anyway, I think it’s time to take action soon.”

“That’s right. They are a clear obstacle to our plans beyond mere force.”

“And there’s even that Black Flame Dragon. It’s a miracle that this idiot is still alive.”

“Ssibal…! Can’t I just wake up that guy who’s sleeping in the basement here and tell him to kill them?”

“If you wake him up and he gets annoyed, can you handle the aftermath?”

“…..”

“You just shut up, you idiot.”

“Ssibal…”

“Certainly… Maybe we should do something…? Huhihit…”

The main characters of the original work gathered and began to discuss the treatment of the Evergarden family.

And most of them felt that the Evergarden family was annoying and wanted to get rid of them.

“Hey, don’t you have any thoughts? Don’t just act cool by yourself, say something.”

“……”

In the midst of this, Irene, who looked at Jin Boreas, who was still sitting in his seat without saying anything, threw a word.

“Does anything change if we do this? In the end, our intentions don’t matter.”

“Huh… you’re such a stubborn bastard. Forget it.”

However, Jin Boreas just glanced at Irene and cut her off neatly.

And then.

“They’ve arrived.”

Bang-

As soon as Boreas finished speaking, the door of the library where they were located opened.

Tap-tap-

“…..”

“Have you arrived?”

“You’ve arrived.”

“It’s been a while…”

“Ugh… you’ve arriv, uhm…”

“You’re late?”

Following the sound of footsteps, those who opened their mouths to welcome the existence bowed their heads in greeting while standing up from their seats.

She passed by those who bowed their heads and sat down at the last empty round table.

“Has everyone been well?”

She turned her head for a moment and looked at them before opening her mouth.

A fresh and cheerful girl’s voice.

When they heard her voice, they also raised their heads and sat down in their seats.

Lightly braided chestnut hair and brown eyes.

Unlike the others who were dressed in fancy clothes, she wore a baggy one-piece dress made of patched cloth, like an ordinary woman on the street.

It was an outfit that didn’t seem to fit in this place at all, but those who had seen [Twilight Starlight] even once would know exactly who she was.

“I heard it as soon as I came in, were you talking about the Evergarden family?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Surely… Asir went to meet them this time, right?”

“Hiccup!? Ah, yes… that’s righhiccup!?…Th…hiccup!?”

Asir, who had been restless as soon as she came in, stuttered and continued to speak, seemingly very nervous, even hiccuping when she spoke to her.

“Let’s talk about the results later… I was worried about it too.”

“…What are you going to do?”

Then, Irene, who had been drinking alcohol heartily and shouting like she was above everyone else until just now, asked carefully with a very serious

and upright face.

“Hmm…”

The girl, who was twisting her shaggy hair and hesitating at Irene’s question.

“Shall we go and meet them in person once?”

Eileen.

The protagonist of the work appearing in [Twilight Starlight], and the Hero of Destiny.

Eileen, who put her hand on the round table and smiled, answered.