Yuri grabbed him by the collar.
"I won't kill you, I won't kill you."
"M-My words were only for the sake of the Prince…"
Before the noble could finish speaking, Yuri hurled him down from the castle wall.
A tearing scream grew distant below.
"Let's see here…"
Yuri leaned over and looked down.
Just as he had declared, the noble was not dead. From the start, Yuri had aimed and thrown him toward a small tree growing beneath the wall.
However, the tree could not fully absorb the shock inflicted on his body.
"Legs should be enough."
The noble's two legs were completely broken, and he groaned on the ground.
"You think so too, don't you?"
Yuri shrugged and looked back.
The soldiers were retreating. They did not even think to raise their weapons, only staring at Yuri with fear in their eyes.
Yuri continued speaking as he walked toward the staircase built into the wall.
"No matter how rotten you are, there's got to be a limit. How dare you insult the royal family? Don't you agree?"
He patted the shoulder of one soldier who had pulled his body all the way back.
"Hey, you. If someone insulted your family, would you just stand there and take it?"
"T-That…"
"No, right?"
"No, sir."
"Right. That's what it means to be human. Even if you have a role given to you, you shouldn't cross the line. Even if your master…"
Yuri looked up at the castle.
As his gaze reached it, someone standing at the window hurriedly hid themselves.
"Even if they're watching to see how well you're doing."
Yuri smirked and swept his eyes up and down the castle.
The grand architecture encircling the wall vividly displayed just how much wealth Genard had amassed. Once Genard was dead, a lot of blood would likely flow over the succession rights.
Yuri descended the stairs to the base of the wall. A considerable number of troops were waiting behind the castle gate.
Countless eyes turned toward him, but Yuri paid them no mind.
He spoke to the soldier in charge of the mechanical device.
"Open the gate."
"Uh, uh…"
"Do I open it myself?"
"W-Wait, it's just that, this is…"
Meanwhile, the loud clanking of armor began to echo from behind. A belated group of knights came running.
The knight order commander at the front spoke.
"Your Highness, this is overstepping your authority. No matter if you are royalty, you cannot behave so lawlessly. Please show respect to the Jetherie family!"
Yuri ignored them.
"Move. I'm opening the gate."
"It's just that…"
"Do you want to die?"
As Yuri released his killing intent, the soldier instinctively stepped back.
Yuri deftly controlled the mechanism, and the gate began to move.
One of the knights rushed toward Yuri.
"Y-Your Highness!"
He grabbed Yuri's shoulder.
In that instant, Yuri seized the knight's arm and slammed him to the ground.
He then flipped open the visor and shoved his gauntleted hand inside.
A scream rang out.
When Yuri withdrew his hand, the gauntlet was stained with blood. The knight clutched his helmet and rolled on the ground.
As the visor closed, no one could see the state of the ruin within. Only, blood continued to flow from the gap.
Yuri clicked his tongue.
"Why put your hands on me?"
All the while, the gate continued to open. The watching knights simultaneously drew their swords.
"From this point on, it's self-defense, Your Highness. We won't speak any further."
Yuri responded in kind.
The sword "Guilty," always with Yuri and now widely infamous, emerged from its scabbard.
Yuri roused his energy. The force of the heart-soul slash, tempered through countless battles, coiled around the air.
Knights of lower skill found it difficult to breathe, gasping for air.
"This is as far as my warnings go."
The knights froze.
The energy Yuri exuded was far too sharp for them to dare oppose.
No matter how much Yuri's name had spread, for seasoned knights who had trained with the sword all their lives to be overwhelmed to this degree was unthinkable.
The knights realized.
The 3rd Prince of Briol, Yuri Briol.
The praise that he was a genius to succeed Fiore was wrong. He had already surpassed Fiore at the same age.
Perhaps, he had even reached the ten strongest.
"This is impossible…"
The knight order commander's mind raced.
He could no longer regard his opponent as a mere young 3rd Prince.
He substituted in other members of the ten strongest to calculate this situation.
If the Black Knight came to Euzeth with thirty knights, or if Doncic came to Euzeth with multiple Ogres…
There was no answer.
They might need to gather all of Euzeth's forces to block them.
"Commander."
Quick-witted knights whispered from behind.
"W-What should we do?"
"His energy is insane."
"I think we'll die."
Some knights complained of difficulty breathing.
"It's hard to breathe."
The dense energy crushed their lungs.
The commander looked back. Somewhere in the castle, Genard was likely watching, but from where was unknown.
The gate was now fully open.
The knights Yuri had brought marched in with an air of triumph, as though they were already the occupying army that had taken this castle.
"If you don't want this to drag on, step aside, or die."
Yuri said, striding forward. His men followed behind.
The commander watched Yuri approach, torn. Countless possibilities swirled chaotically in his mind.
If they blocked him now, they would lose. He was an enemy they could not handle. But if they simply stepped aside, Genard would punish them later.
Should they at least pretend to fight, or should they flee?
Which would be more beneficial for self-preservation?
But now, under pressure, his reason no longer functioned properly. Following the instincts inherited from his ancestors, the alarm that he must turn his back and flee filled his head.
In the end, he reached no conclusion and simply stepped aside.
That was the start—Euzeth's knights split to the left and right all at once.
Yuri let out a small chuckle and passed by him. Though he was walking right through the enemy's ranks, there was no sign of tension.
Thus, Yuri and the knights he led passed through all obstacles and entered the interior of the castle.
The armed knights' appearance caused the castle's attendants to scatter in fright.
Yuri slowly swept his gaze over the interior. Expensive, luxurious items were placed everywhere.
"You've gathered quite a lot, haven't you."
Yuri said that, and began walking up toward where Genard was.
Then suddenly, Yuri's steps stopped.
The enemy had appeared.
While Yuri and the knights were climbing the stairs, they had been blocked from above to prevent them from advancing any further. Not only that, but somehow another group had appeared, cutting off their retreat.
It was a situation where both front and back were blocked on the stairs.
It seemed like a strategy devised to deal with a strong opponent like Yuri. He was the biggest variable, but if they confined him in a narrow interior, they could limit his movements.
But this was a misunderstanding.
Yuri smirked, and walked forward.
The enemy reacted immediately. The sword aura of the tightly packed knights rushed toward Yuri.
Yuri instantly released his own energy. He raised the heart-soul slash, and overlaid it with the energy of chaos, making random possibilities surge upon his blade.
He summoned the sword of the Whirling Vortex, the most overwhelming in destructive power.
A swirling pattern rose upon Guilty's blade.
The vortex of sword aura he unleashed instantly swept across the front. At first, the knights blocking the way seemed to hold their ground, but as the force of the vortex amplified, they were pushed back.
At some point, they collapsed, and then fell in a chain reaction like dominoes.
A red haze filled his vision.
Screams echoed within the castle.
From the stairs above, and below, the screams resounded loudly.
Yuri squeezed himself through the gap he had created, and moved inside.
Many of the knights in the front line had died, but overall, the damage was less than when the Imperial army had been caught by the Whirling Vortex.
It meant their skill level was high.
Yuri's lips twisted.
Even with such forces, Genard had chosen to hole up in Euzeth.
The presence of strong knights directly reduced friendly casualties on the battlefield. If these knights had come to Bezos, there would have been far less blood spilled.
"What a waste."
Yuri rested Guilty on his shoulder, and glared at the enemies.
The knights wore dumbfounded expressions at the sudden slaughter.
"If you'd fought together at Bezos, you would have known."
The Whirling Vortex Yuri used was infamous not only in the Imperial army, but even among the Briol forces. Once used, it left the surroundings soaked in blood.
It was a technique optimized for sweeping through narrow spaces.
But these men didn't know that, which was why they'd thought to block him on a narrow staircase.
Yuri swung his sword without hesitation.
The enemy formation, already broken, could not properly respond to Yuri. Then, the knights following him shouted as they rushed up the stairs.
"Waaaahhhhh!"
Their voices climbed the stairs, stabbing into the enemy's ears.
The Euzeth knights blocking the retreat stood frozen, not knowing what to do, watching as their comrades were cut down.
Once it turned to close combat, Yuri's sword never stopped tearing through the enemy armor. Guilty relentlessly sheared through steel, and in an instant, stripped away the soft flesh within.
Droplets of blood spattered endlessly across Yuri's cheeks.
"Hoo, hoo…"
It didn't take long to finish the battle.
Like a tiger thrown among sheep, Yuri slaughtered them, and the rest, who had lost the will to fight, were finished off by the knights he had brought.
A single overwhelming warrior, Yuri, had created this entire outcome.
The gravest mistake had been measuring Yuri's strength by old standards.
It seemed that while Genard was colluding with the Empire, their relationship was not close enough for him to receive top-tier intelligence.
"Let's go."
The enemies were all either dead, or in a state close to it, sprawled across the floor.
Yuri passed by them without concern.
Neither Yuri nor the knights following him wavered or showed pity. Their hearts had been tempered enough on the battlefield.
It was already a familiar sight to them.
After killing a squad of knights, there was nothing rough left in their way.
The path to Genard lay wide open, making the prestige of the Jetherie family seem hollow.
He could guess where Genard would be.
"Shall we split up?"
"No, we go together as one."
Yuri headed for Genard's bedchamber.
When humans are seized with fear, they tend to curl up in the place where they feel most comfortable.
He had already memorized the castle's layout through a map drawn by Asana.
Soon, Yuri encountered another group of knights.
"If you surrender your weapons quietly, I won't kill you."
The knights were guarding a large door.
Seeing Yuri and his men, their bodies drenched in blood, they lost the will to fight. Yuri subdued them without any real battle.
Yuri opened the door.
"Oh…"
An unexpected scene unfolded.
Genard, wearing a steel armor custom-made for his enormous body, a steel helmet tucked under one arm, was sitting on the bed.
As Yuri appeared, he lifted his eyes with a calm expression.
"What are you doing right now?"
In response to Yuri's half-smiling question, Genard gave a short answer.
"Your Highness."
"Hm?"
"I am sorry."
It was an abrupt turn.
"My judgment was lacking. As a noble of Briol, and as the lord of Euzeth, I thought that if all forces were concentrated in Bezos, Briol might fall into danger."
At his solemn voice, Yuri was momentarily at a loss for words.
"So, with loyalty to Briol as my sole motive! I, with tears in my eyes, left forces in the rear."
"Ah, I see…"
"I could not simply empty Briol, and Briol's royal palace, entirely. What if someone harbored other intentions in the meantime? While guarding the border, Briol's interior could be seized. That is what I feared. It is all my fault. My excessive loyalty to Briol was the problem!"
His shamelessness was enough to leave not only Yuri and his men, but even the Euzeth knights guarding the bedchamber, staring with their mouths open.
"Kuh-heuk, Your Highness!"
Genard rose from his seat, then dropped to his knees.
"Please, sever this servant's head!"
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