66 – Completely Forgotten

[Yokota’s Perspective]

“Come on, Ares. Lick my shoes.”

“Yes, Juria-sama.”

When I called out to Ares, he crawled on all fours to the foot of the throne where I’m seated. When I crossed my legs in front of him, his pants start bulging—talk about perverted.

I tapped his forehead with the toe of my red high heel, and Ares grabbed the heel and toe, eagerly licking the top of the shoe.

“Hahahaha! Not just the top—make sure you lick the sole clean too!”

“Y-Yes, Juria-sama…”

I’d invited another guest to the throne room: Nemoto. She was watching Ares mindlessly lick my shoes, crying and reaching out toward him.

“Ares, don’t do that!”

Nemoto’s got an iron collar and chain around her neck, looking every bit like a slave.

“Nemoto, you’re kinda cute like that! Cry harder, and maybe your precious Ares will respond!”

“Doing this… you’ll never be forgiven!”

“I don’t need your forgiveness! Besides, shouldn’t you be worrying about yourself?”

Princess, saint, whatever you are, this is your punishment for looking down on me. You have no right to look down on me.

“You’re a human with no rights.”

As I’m teaching Nemoto her place…

“Yo, check out this awesome thing I found!”

Takahashi called out to us, bouncing around like a kid.

When I headed to the garden as Takahashi suggested, I saw a guillotine set up.

“Revolutions always need a guillotine, right?”

I’m shocked even an idiot like Takahashi knows that.

“Move it!! If you don’t wanna die, hurry up and put him on the guillotine!”

Takahashi stomped the ground, venting his resentment toward the weak by barking orders at the soldiers.

“““Your Majesty!!!”””

“Don’t cry! If my death saves the people, I’ll gladly offer my life as many times as needed!”

The soldiers, tears streaming, secured the former king to the guillotine and locked the wooden frame.

“Hmph, quit acting cool. You guys were just gonna use us and then kill us once we were no longer useful, right? So we’re just beating you to it!”

Nemoto, dragged in by Igawa, pleaded with a pale face, but she couldn’t move an inch with Igawa yanking her chain.

“Yokota-san! This isn’t that kind of story! If you do this, you can never go back!”

“Shut up unless you want to get violated by those gross otakus!”

When I swing my hand down, Ooki kicks a soldier’s butt, urging him to cut the rope…

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[Brad’s Perspective] (After Yokota and Co. Take Over Burnak Kingdom)

A warrior, huh…

Hearing he’s got cheats, I was secretly intimidated, thinking he might be tough. But I’m almost disappointed. No, no, I can’t let my guard down. He might not be serious yet.

“Let go!! What kinda stupid strength is this!? Let go, I said! If you don’t, I’ll kill you, you jerk!!”

I was holding Takahashi’s two-handed sword, Zweihander, between two fingers.

“Brad-sama… To think you’d want to grip something so hard and magnificent tonight… I’ll do my best.”

Freesia poked her head out of the carriage, waving and watching the fight.

Did I… make that kind of appeal? Wait, did I?

I was dumbfounded by Freesia’s wild misunderstanding when people started gathering from the direction of the capital.

“Yo! You guys showed up at the perfect time! Keep this freakish strength pinned down. If you can hold him, I’ll finish him off!”

Looking at the crowd, I recognized a few familiar faces.

“Prince Brad—no, Brad! With Bismarck VIII abdicating, Prince Siegfried will take the throne. You’re finished!”

It seems nobles who dislike me took advantage of the chaos to free Siegfried from confinement and prop him up. So, gathering the vassals and soldiers backfired.

“Prince Brad!”

While I’m toying with Takahashi, a knight—me or rather Freesia saved him—caught up.

“Your priority is to safely evacuate the refugees. But if any among them seek revenge, tell them to come to me.”

“As you command!”

The knight skillfully guided the fleeing people. Once this pointless chaos is settled, I’ll need to ask his name and grant him a title!

There’ll be plenty of vacant seats.

“Kukuku… Perfect! I was planning to flush out the traitors with this opportunity! Come at me all at once!”

I released the Zweihander from Takahashi, who’s been groaning like an idiot. Then something bizarre happened.

“Waaahhh!!”

The moment Takahashi’s sword slipped free from my fingers, he let out a pathetic yelp. He must’ve been pulling upward to free it, because he flipped backward, spinning vertically at breakneck speed, kicking up clouds of dust as he barreled toward the traitors.

Seeing him roll away with such force, maybe he’s stronger than I thought.

It looked like a bug.

I can’t help but think of that cheesy flower-shaped enemy mobile armor from a Gundam movie I watched on Prime.

(TL/n: 1> I don’t know the gundamn reference, if anyone knows please commnet on this chapter. 2> so The title of this chapter can be translated to “to clearly forget” or “to slip out”, I went forget. If the other is better please let me know)