The Exiled Alchemist Unknowingly Becomes a Legend – Living Happily in the Frontier with My Yandere Little Sister (the Kingdom’s Guardian Dragon) - Chapter 5

Chapter 5: [Side: Alfred] My Brother’s Cult Gets Wiped Out

[Alfred’s Perspective]

“Ahahaha! Hell yeah! I finally kicked that annoying big brother outta here!”

Inside the carriage heading to a Valitra cult meeting, I was in a great mood, chugging down wine. As the founder, I had on this flashy robe embroidered with gold thread.

“Damn big brother! The guy’s totally useless, yet he tried to suck up to Lady Valitra? What a joke! The only one Lady Valitra likes is me. You can just go die out there in the borderlands!”

Right now, the Valitra cult was gaining followers like crazy, and I built the whole thing using the prestige of the Windsor ducal family.

“Lately the donations have been pouring in. It’s awesome. After all, I’m a descendant of that legendary alchemist Paracelsus Windsor. Using that name to stir up a bunch of idiots is super easy. Ahahaha!”

The Guardian Dragon Valitra was a magical beast that Paracelsus created five hundred years ago. Legend says she burned away thousands of demon soldiers with a single breath attack.

Paracelsus used that power together with King Elfasia to wipe out the demons and build this kingdom here.

Exploiting that legend made becoming the cult leader a piece of cake.

“Alright then, today I’m gonna squeeze even more cash outta those fools. Long live Lady Valitra, the Guardian Dragon!”

I was drunk on how smart I was. Everything was going perfectly and I couldn’t stop laughing. All that was left was to make sure my brother was completely dead and make Princess Lucy mine…

I wonder if the believers I sent to attack my brother managed to torture him to death nicely?

“Th-this is bad, Lord Alfred! The church is under attack by a horde of monsters!”

“Huh? What did you say!?”

Suddenly the coachman gave me this insane warning.

“No way, that can’t be right! Thanks to Lady Valitra, monsters don’t attack humans anymore! And we’re the Valitra cult…!”

BOOOOOM!

The next moment, a huge explosion went off right nearby, and a massive shockwave slammed into my carriage.

“Bugyaaaah!? Wh-what the hell was that? Some kind of explosion magic…!?”

I scrambled out of the overturned carriage in a panic. When I looked up, the church I’d built with the money I tricked from my followers was on fire.

“Our ruler Lady Valitra commands it, gob. Wipe out the Valitra cult, gob!”

“Yes!”

A particularly huge goblin boss—the Goblin King—was giving orders to his underlings. The goblins were setting the church on fire and smashing up the walls and statues like crazy.

“St-stop it! What the hell are you doing!?”

I ran straight over to the Goblin King.

“I am the descendant of Paracelsus, the great Alfred Windsor! You’re destroying my church…! Are you looking down on me!?”

“Don’t get cocky, gob. Lady Valitra is really pissed at your cult, gob. So we’re gonna burn it all down, gob.”

“Bubeeeeh!”

The Goblin King kicked me flying and I rolled across the ground.

“Uwaaaaah, i-is that the founder!?”

My cash cows—I mean, my believers—started screaming. This was bad. If they saw me looking this pathetic, my dignity as the cult leader would be ruined.

“Relax, gob. Lady Valitra ordered us not to kill any humans, gob. But you, the guy who made this shitty cult and did whatever you wanted, you’re gonna get hurt, gob.”

“Huh!? I’ve been increasing Lady Valitra’s followers by lynching people who don’t worship her and building fancy churches with donations! I’m basically her greatest contributor! So what exactly are you—”

“Lady Valitra never wanted any of that, gob. We already know you were living it up with the money you scammed from your believers, gob. And we also know you used your followers to attack people you didn’t like, gob.”

“Eh… no way…”

The believers started murmuring after hearing the Goblin King’s accusations. Shit, this is really bad…

“What proof do you even have!? I’m a descendant of Paracelsus! Are you seriously gonna believe some weak little monster over me!?”

“You’ve got some nerve calling this Goblin King who serves Lady Valitra a weak little monster, gob. First of all, the one who created her—[the Supreme and Greatest One]—isn’t some ancient geezer named Paracelsus, gob.”

“Huh? What the hell are you talking about…?”

I stood there stunned.

“The current Lady Valitra was created by Myce Windsor, gob. What Lady Valitra was protecting wasn’t this country, but Myce himself, gob. And you went and exiled that very Myce… Not only Lady Valitra, but all three million of us monsters are furious, gob.”

“Haaaaah!? Stop spouting nonsense! My brother’s a worthless dropout who can’t even make a proper potion!”

“Founder Alfred! It’s terrible, it’s terrible!”

The one who came running up screaming at the top of his lungs was the cult executive I’d ordered to eliminate my brother.

“We tried to purge Myce Windsor like you commanded, but then the Guardian Dragon Valitra herself appeared and said something like, ‘Myce big brother is my savior and the only one worthy of ruling over everything as [the Supreme and Greatest One]. Anyone who hurts Myce big brother, I’ll personally drag them down to hell’ or whatever it was!?”

“Huh!?”

Come to think of it, my brother did say something about Valitra actually being Tinny, our big sister who died four years ago…

“No way, that’s impossible! You must’ve been shown some illusion! Tch, that damn brother must’ve hired some mage escort for his trip to the borderlands.”

“N-no, but…!”

“…A cult leader who can’t even understand Lady Valitra’s words? That’s just sad, gob.”

“Huh!? Lady Valitra doesn’t even speak human language in the first place! I get it now—you’re just after the money I collected. Let’s see what happens when a worthless monster defies me…!”

“To try and purge our true ruler [the Supreme and Greatest One] is the height of disrespect, gob. Time to teach you a lesson, gob!”

The Goblin King swung his club and sent me flying.

“Bugyaaaaaaaah!?”

“Home run, gob.”

I flew through the air and crashed into the pond. Splash! I swallowed a ton of water and passed out right there.

By the time I came to, my precious church had burned to the ground and all the money I’d squeezed from the believers had been returned to their owners.

But I had no idea yet that this was only the beginning of my downfall.