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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 298: Demonic Realm (7)

Chapter 298: Demonic Realm (7)

The‍⁠ Anti-Imperial Alliance advanced‌⁠​ toward Zveta without‌ encountering any resistance.‍‍​

Although‍‍​ the atmosphere of‌‌ the Empire was​‌‌ unsettling, the march‌ itself went smoothly.‍ They obtained the​ necessary supplies in⁠ the cities and​ rested as much‌ as they wanted.⁠​⁠

The​⁠ month Cedric had‍⁠‍ mentioned had already​ passed, but nothing​​‍ had happened. However,‍‍ everyone knew that‍ this was nothing⁠‍‍ more than the​⁠ calm before the‍‌‌ storm.

Upon​‍‌ reaching Zveta, they‌‍‍ would have to‌ fight the final⁠‌​ battle against Cedric,‍‍‍ the master of​​⁠ black magic.

Everything‌‌‌ done so far​‍ had been nothing‍‌ but preparation for‌‌ that moment.

Before⁠ reaching Zveta, Yuri‌ took a walk‌‍​ around the Anti-Imperial‌‌ Alliance camp to​⁠ inspect the state‍​​ of the troops.⁠‍

“Hey.”‌‌

“Your‍ Highness?”

“I⁠​‌ see a lot⁠⁠ of tense faces.‍​ Are they very‌‍ nervous?”

“N-no,⁠ not at all.”​​

Upon‍ seeing him, everyone⁠‍ seemed to calm​⁠​ down.

For⁠ the soldiers of‍ the Anti-Imperial Alliance,‍‍⁠ Yuri was practically‍ a symbol of⁠ victory.

Knowing​​ that they were⁠‍‌ marching alongside the‌⁠‌ prodigy who had‍ reached the Ten‌ Greats at such⁠‌⁠ a young age,​ and who had‍⁠​ never lost a war, filled them⁠​‌ with reassurance.

While⁠ Yuri was greeting‍ the troops of‌‍ Liberta, Moyongchan appeared.‍​

“Yuri.”​‌

“Master.”⁠‍‍

“Tomorrow‌‌ is the day.‍​ Wouldn’t it be⁠ better for you‍‍‍ to rest?”

“I’m‌⁠ fine. I think​ it’s better that⁠ I meet with‌‍ the soldiers.”

“I⁠‌ see…”

Yuri‍ looked at the⁠​‌ two knights standing‌ behind Moyongchan.

One​ was Sven, and‍‍‌ the other, a face he saw⁠⁠‍ for the first‍‌‍ time. He was⁠ a man in‌ his early thirties,‍⁠ with an uncommon​⁠ aura.

It‌‌​ wasn’t enough yet,⁠⁠‍ but with training,​‍ perhaps one day⁠⁠ he would reach⁠‌‌ a level comparable⁠ to the Ten⁠ Greats.

“Who‌ is he?”

“His‍ name is Eto,‌⁠​ Your Highness.”

“Eto.”‍‍

Even​ in his previous‍‌ life, Yuri had‌‍‍ heard that name—a⁠ famous knight in‍​​ Liberta.

Yuri‍‍ smiled and placed‌⁠⁠ a hand on‌ his shoulder.

“Eto,‍‍ I had already‍⁠⁠ heard of you.⁠‌ Thank you for‌ joining us.”

“It’s⁠ an honor for‌‌ me, Your Highness.”‌⁠​

In‌‍⁠ this life, Yuri‍‌ had not directly​⁠ influenced Eto, but⁠ the change Moyongchan‍ had brought about​⁠ in him had‌ made him stronger‍‍​ than in the‌ previous life.

“I’ll⁠⁠ see you on⁠‌⁠ the battlefield.”

“Yes,​ Your Highness.”

Tomorrow​ he would fight‌ against Cedric. Meeting​‍‍ Eto lifted Yuri’s‍‍ spirits.

In​‍​ his past life,⁠⁠ Briol had fallen‌‌ to the Empire⁠‌⁠ without being able⁠​ to offer resistance.‍ He hadn’t known‌​ that Cedric was‌⁠‌ the true enemy,​‍ and the continent​‌ had never united‌‌ to defeat black⁠‌⁠ magic.

But​⁠​ this time was‍⁠ different.

The​‍‌ fact that the‍ entire continent had⁠‍⁠ united was already‌​ an enormous achievement.‌⁠‍

Moreover,‍‍ many of the‌⁠⁠ famous figures from‌⁠⁠ his previous life‍⁠⁠ had joined the‌ Anti-Imperial Alliance much​‌ stronger than they​⁠ had been back​ then.

And,⁠‌ above all, there​‍⁠ was him—Yuri Briol,‍ an entirely new⁠⁠ being.

He⁠‌ hadn’t tested it,‌ but he sensed⁠ that he was​‌ now stronger than‍⁠ anyone else on‍‌ the continent. Not‌‍ even Fiore, already‍ gone, could compare​ to him at‌ this moment.

The⁠ power of Chaos‌‍ he had obtained⁠‌⁠ through the Cut‌​ of the soul‍ and the heart‍‌ was that immense.‍‌⁠ Of course, there‌‌⁠ was the restriction⁠‌ of the “demonic‌‍‍ heart,” but he​​ had managed to‍⁠ endure it so‍ far.

He‍​⁠ only had to⁠ win the last⁠‌⁠ battle and that⁠⁠‌ would no longer​ be a problem.​‍ Just once.

“Yuri?”⁠​

“Ah,⁠ yes.”

Immersed​‌‌ in his thoughts,⁠ Yuri came back⁠‍ to himself at‌ Moyongchan’s words.

“You​‍‌ suddenly became lost​⁠‌ in thought.”

“I⁠ was thinking about⁠‍ the battle.”

“I​‌⁠ see.”

Moyongchan‍‍ looked at him⁠​‌ and nodded.

“Are​ you going to⁠‍ keep going around‍​​ the camp?”

“Yes.”‍​

“Let’s⁠‌ go together.”

“Alright.”‍⁠

Moyongchan​⁠​ turned to Eto⁠‍ and Sven.

“Remember‌‍ well what I told you. You​ may go rest.”⁠

“Yes,​‍⁠ Master.”

“Yes.”‌​‌

It‍‌ seemed he had‍ invested much effort⁠‍ in training them​ in Liberta. In​​ that sense, both‌‍ could be considered‍‌ Yuri’s disciples.

Leaving​ the Liberta tents,⁠‌‍ Yuri remarked:

“If​​⁠ that’s the case,‌ shouldn’t they call​ me Hyung?”

“Your​⁠‌ Highness is above,⁠ so it’s probably‍‌ more appropriate for⁠​ them to address​ you that way.”⁠⁠

“I​ don’t mind.”

“And⁠⁠​ your demonic heart?”‍

Moyongchan‍​ suddenly asked, changing‍⁠​ the subject.

“You‌‌ handle it with​‍ ease… what happened‍⁠ with it?”

Yuri‌ smiled bitterly. So​ that was the⁠‌ reason he had‌⁠‌ accompanied him.

As‌ they walked toward​ the tents of‍ the Confederation of‌ Small Kingdoms, they‍⁠‌ kept talking.

“I’ll⁠⁠​ be frank. I can still feel⁠‌ it.”

“Then…”​⁠‍

“But‌ I can endure⁠⁠‍ it.”

Moyongchan​‍‍ frowned.

“Don’t⁠​‌ look at me‍‍ like that, it​⁠‌ seems like you‍ don’t believe me.”​

“It’s​⁠ not that.”

“Then‍‌​ why are you‌ looking at me​ like that?”

“Because​​‌ if you can​⁠ overcome the demonic‌ heart, you’re more‌​ than an extraordinary​‌‍ man.”

“Then​‌⁠ look at me⁠‌ smiling.”

“I‍⁠ don’t think that’s​ something to smile⁠‌ about.”

“And‍ why not? After‌​⁠ all, tomorrow is‍‌⁠ the last battle.”‌‌

They‍ arrived at the​‌ area where Brusen’s⁠ troops were. Even‍‍ there, always noisy,⁠ an unusual calm​‌‌ reigned.

Upon‌⁠‌ seeing Yuri, the​ soldiers greeted him.‍​ He responded with‍‌⁠ a gesture and​​ some kind words.‍​​ Most were familiar‍‍ faces from so⁠ many battles fought​ together.

“Were​‍‌ you already in⁠⁠ Zveta last time?”‌‍

“It’s‌​‌ an honor that​ you remember me,‌​ Your Highness!”

“The‌ honor is mine⁠ to see you‌ again. This time‌​ we’ll make it.”⁠

“Yes,‌‌ sir!”

Jose​ was sitting by​⁠ a campfire, nodding​‍​ off. Beside him,‍​‌ Froin nudged him​‌​ with his shoulder.‍⁠‍

“Hey,‌ wake up.”

“Eh?”‍

Seeing⁠⁠ them, Jose half-straightened.‍

“Ah,‌‌ Your Highness. Master‍ Moyongchan.”

“You⁠ go to bed⁠ very early. Won’t⁠‌ it be hard‍​ to sleep tonight?”⁠

“In‌⁠ my life I’ve‌ never had trouble​​‌ sleeping. Hahahaha…”

“How​ enviable.”

They⁠‍ sat down in‍ front of them,⁠‍ letting the warmth‍ of the fire⁠⁠​ envelop them.

“How‍‌ are you feeling?”⁠​‍

“Better⁠‍ than ever.”

And⁠⁠‌ he wasn’t lying.‍⁠‍ Except for the‍​ battle at the​‍​ border, they hadn’t‍‍‌ had more fights.⁠​‍

The‌‍‍ imperial lords had⁠⁠ cooperated, ensuring abundant⁠ supplies.

“I’m‌⁠‌ glad to hear⁠​‍ that.”

“Although⁠ I don’t know‌⁠‌ about the others—the‍​‍ atmosphere is a bit gloomy.”

“There’s‌​‌ no helping it.”⁠⁠

Morale‍‍ wasn’t very high,​‌ but it was‌⁠ because of that‌‌‌ strange atmosphere that‌⁠‍ covered imperial territory⁠‌‌ the always-cloudy sky,‌​​ the damp ground,‌⁠‌ strangely colored stars‌⁠⁠ at night, and‌⁠ a wind that⁠​ seemed to whisper​ sinister things.

Yuri‌ knew that his⁠ mere presence could​ give the soldiers‍ strength, and that​ was why he‍‍⁠ was there.

“Jose,‌ come with me‌​⁠ for a walk.”⁠

“Alright.”‍⁠‌

With‍ Moyongchan and Jose‍​⁠ at his sides,‌‍⁠ they marched together.⁠‌⁠ Three of the‌⁠‌ Ten Greats walking⁠ side by side‌ drew many glances.⁠‌

On⁠ the way, Yuri‌⁠‍ talked with the‍​‌ soldiers. One of​ them was looking‍ at a folded,​‌⁠ worn portrait of‌ a woman.

“Is‌ that your fiancée?”‍​‌

“Yes!‍​​ When the war​‍ is over, I’ll​ ask her to‍‍⁠ marry me.”

Yuri’s​ face hardened. Bad‌ omen. Anyone who⁠​ said that in⁠‍​ a story died​‍⁠ before the end.​‍⁠

Quickly,⁠ he planted another‍‌ hint.

“You‍ look young. How​‍ old are you?”‍⁠

“I’m…”‌‍

“What?‍ Eighteen? Incredible, still‌‍ a boy… That​‍ I had to‌ recruit minors is‌ my fault…”

The‍​⁠ soldier blinked, confused,‌ but Yuri cut‍ him off.

“Just⁠‍ nod.”

The‍‍ theater rule—the young‌ survive. That’s how‍​‌ he gave him‌‌ the “minor” label⁠‌⁠ to “protect” him‍‌ from the curse.⁠⁠

“One‍ saved.”

“Well⁠ done.”

At‍​ some point, Francesco‌​ had joined them.⁠⁠ Now there were‍⁠​ four of the⁠ Ten Greats together,‌ which further boosted⁠‍​ morale.

“We​⁠‍ should bring Inariel‌‍‌ too. That would‌ make five.”

“I‌‍​ don’t think so.”​​

“True…”‍‍‌

Inariel‌ was far too‌ independent for that.‌‌​

“By‍ the way, where⁠​‍ is he? Haven’t‌ seen him in‍​‍ a while.”

“How​‌ would I know?”⁠​​

And,‍ as if summoned,⁠‌ Inariel appeared.

“And​⁠‍ why do you‍‌ think that way?”​⁠‍

The‍‌‌ four turned around⁠ in surprise. The⁠‌ boy with salmon-colored‍ hair, leaning on​​⁠ his staff taller‍⁠​ than himself, approached‌ with his usual‌‌‌ cynical expression.

“Come⁠​ on, come on.”‍‍‌

“Inariel?”‍

“If‍‌​ the soldiers see‍ the Ten Greats‍ together, their morale⁠​ will rise.”

It⁠ was his way​​ of showing that‍⁠ he also took‍ the next day’s​‍‍ battle seriously.

Yuri​‌‌ smiled and moved‌ him forward.

“Wait​⁠​ a second, what‍​‍ are you doing?”‌‍⁠

“If⁠‍​ he goes in‍‍‌ front, it’ll look​​‌ better.”

“Really?”‍‍

“Because‌⁠⁠ of the height,‍​‌ he has to⁠ go in front.”‌‍

“……”​

Yuri‌ led the Ten‌⁠​ Greats on a wide walk around⁠‌ the Anti-Imperial Alliance​⁠ camp.

The‌​⁠ soldiers, seeing them,‍ renewed their resolve.⁠‌‌ It was, literally,​‍⁠ a war to‌ protect the continent⁠‌‌ and their families.‌​‌

Within​‍⁠ the Anti-Imperial Alliance⁠‍​ army there was​ also a squad‌‌‌ of ronin.

Cheongun​​ had gone east,⁠ but in that‌ time they had⁠ all learned enough​‌ of the continental⁠⁠‍ language to communicate.‍‍‍

Yuri​​ told them.

“When‌​‌ this war is​​ over, you’ll be‌​‍ able to fully⁠​ settle on the​⁠​ continent.”

“Thank‌ you.”

All‌⁠​ the ronin desired‍‌ was a fair​⁠ reward. They all‌⁠​ nodded with fierce⁠​ eyes.

After‌​ finishing the tour,​​​ Yuri and the‌⁠‌ Ten Greats dispersed​‍ again.

“See‌​⁠ you tomorrow.”

“Have‍ a good night.”‍‍‍

“We’ll‍‌ meet tomorrow.”

“Good‌‌‍ work.”

“Rest​ well.”

Night⁠⁠ had fully fallen.‌‍⁠

Yuri‌‌ returned alone to‍​ his tent and‍⁠ sat once more‍‍ in front of‌⁠​ the campfire. There‌​⁠ was no one​⁠ around.

“Fuu…”‌​

Zveta‍‍​ was already before​​ them.

He​​⁠ could see the⁠​ walls in the‌‌‍ distance.

Tomorrow,​‍‌ at last, he⁠‌‌ would fight the​​ final battle against‍ Cedric. Whether it‍‌‍ was the God‌​​ of the Other‍⁠ World, black magic,​​ or the demonic‍‍ grimoire… he would⁠ cut through it​ all.

He​ closed his eyes⁠ to calm his⁠⁠‍ mind.

Time‌‌​ passed.

Finally,‍ Yuri opened them⁠‍ and glanced sideways⁠‌ at the moon​​ above his head.​

It‌ was still there,‌ unmoving.

He​‌​ clenched and unclenched​​‌ his fist, then⁠​⁠ made Chaos rise.‍⁠ Now he could‌⁠ use this power‍‍​ as naturally as​ breathing.

He‌‍ adjusted his senses,‌​‍ gauging the shifting​‍ possibilities.

He​‌ raised that power​‌ to the limit​⁠‍ and then reduced‌ it, repeating the⁠‍⁠ process several times‌⁠‍ to expand his‍ boundaries.

Just‍ a little more.‍

More.‍‍‍

To‍ defeat Cedric tomorrow,‍​⁠ he needed to‌‍‌ widen even the‍‌ smallest gap.

“What​​⁠ are you doing?”‌‌⁠

Suddenly,‍ a voice rang⁠ out.

Looking‌ up, he saw‍​ Maryrose sitting across​ from him, warming‍⁠ her hands by‍⁠ the fire while​ watching him in​ silence.

“Preparing.”​⁠

“To‌‌ fight?”

“Yes.”‍‌‍

Yuri‌‍ stopped what he‌‍‍ was doing and⁠‌‌ looked at the‍ fire.

“Tomorrow‌​​ will be a tough battle, right?”​​⁠

“That’s⁠ right.”

“We⁠​‌ could die, couldn’t​​ we?”

“It’s⁠ possible.”

“Hmm…”​

Yuri‍‍ didn’t try to‍‌ give her comforting​⁠ words.

Maryrose,‌ who had been‍ studying the scrolls⁠ all this time,⁠​‍ knew better than​‌‌ anyone the strength‍⁠ of Cedric and​‌ the demonic grimoire.‌

She⁠ shrugged.

“I⁠‍ don’t think I’ll‌⁠ be able to​ sleep from the‌​‍ nerves…”

“Even‍⁠‍ so, you should​‍ rest.”

Yuri‍‌ smiled faintly.

Thus,‌ the two of‍ them had a light conversation, far‍ too trivial for⁠‌ the eve of​‌​ a battle.

“Thank‌ you.”

“For⁠⁠ what?”

“Thanks⁠‌​ to you, I feel less tense.”‍

“If⁠​ that’s the case,‍⁠‍ I’m glad.”

He‍‍ had walked the‌‍ camp to raise​​ the troops’ morale,‍‌​ but deep down​ he himself was​‍ uneasy. Maryrose’s presence‍ lightened his heart‌​​ a little.

“Of‌ course.”

“Yes.”‌​

“Maybe​‍‌ we’ll die tomorrow…”​‍

Maryrose,‌‍‌ resting her chin‍⁠⁠ on one hand,‍ smiled.

“Would⁠‍ you grant me‌‍​ a wish?”

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