Chapter 8

Chapter 8

“Nice one, kid!”

This time, I took out the Charm scroll.

The type of spell didn’t really matter. I just needed a spell that could affect the horses ridden by the knights.

However, it was a risky action because they could easily do the same and cast a spell on our horse as well.

However, Dyrus had mentioned earlier that the allied human forces had exhausted almost all of their scrolls during the war, and there were no mages among the group that was chasing us.

Even if they had scroll books, it was likely they didn’t have any spells left in them. The war was over, and they hadn’t had time to replenish their scroll books. In fact, they probably didn’t even have any spare scrolls left at all.

Those knights would have filled their scroll books only with offensive spells that could be used immediately, and they would have used up almost all of them.

Knowing all this, my plan was worth the risk.

Neighh!

“Aaah!”

My plan worked. The horses collapsed and the knights tumbled to the ground one by one as I used the spells. Some knights probably broke their necks and died immediately.

Since they were trying to kill me, I didn’t hesitate to kill them either. I felt no guilt, no remorse, and did not contemplate the righteousness of my actions.

All I could think about was to do whatever I could, as fast as I could. The urgency of the situation seemed to funnel all my judgment into one simple thought.

I subconsciously deferred every judgment regarding morals and ethics for later.

“Damn it!” I yelled. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

I had no more psychic magic I could use to bewilder the horses.

There were still two knights chasing after us, their eyes filled with even more rage.

The horse we were riding was now beyond its limit. It was going slower than the speed it had been going before I cast the Haste spell.

“They’ll catch us soon,” Dyrus said, his voice filled with despair.

Our horse was exhausted, and the knights, having witnessed their comrades fall, were chasing us with the vicious intent to make our deaths as painful as possible.

The horse had now slowed to a pitiful pace, and the knights were catching up at a terrifying speed. Dyrus drew his sword, but he seemed hopeless.

Was this the end?

Just then, a sudden sight caught my eye. I gazed at the long line of wagons and the soldiers that were watching the chase.

I also saw the incredibly long line of demon prisoners that seemed to stretch into eternity. More specifically, I noticed the way the demons were staring at me.

“...”

All manner of shackled demons, from small goblins to towering trolls, ogres, and orcs, all stood in line, observing our situation.

They were staring at me, and I was looking at them, but neither side said anything to each other.

They were the demons of the fallen Demon Realm, who had lost their leaders and had helplessly surrendered.

As monsters and beasts, they were now on their way to execution as punishment for losing the war. Since no one was going to pardon them and save them from slavery, they had to pay with their lives.

They were looking at me as if they knew that I was the last undisputed Demon King. But here I was, running away from them, a traitor.

I wasn’t sure how, but they seemed to know that I was not a human. Had they recognized my identity just by the look in my eyes? Or perhaps, it was the Control Demon skill within me unconsciously exerting itself? I couldn’t know why or how they knew, but nonetheless, they were all looking at me as though they’d just discovered a glimmer of hope.

Clang!

With a resounding roar, an ogre broke free from its chains and charged toward the knights who were approaching us.

With a concerted roar, The line of demons who had been obedient up to this point began to resist vehemently.

I had no way of knowing what Charlotte was doing inside, but it seemed like she couldn’t do anything to help us. The guards had no idea what I was trying to do, but they knew for a fact that the princess had asked me to do her a favor, and that was all they needed to keep me from meeting her.

The problem was that I had neither the strength nor the authority to break through the security.

Just then, Dyrus called me. “Kid.”

“Yes, Lieutenant?”

“It’s Plan B.”

With a deep sigh of helplessness, Dyrus drew his sword.

Swoosh!

“Argh!”

Before the guard could react, he thrust the sword into the guard’s neck.

“Are you out of your mind?!” another guard exclaimed, shocked by the sudden attack.

“Go!” Dyrus shouted.

While Dyrus took care of the other guard, I quickly stopped any thoughts that came to my mind and rushed into the command tent.

Pushing through layers of fabric, I finally entered and saw Charlotte sitting down. She was surrounded by dozens of guards who were monitoring her.

“...!”

Charlotte’s eyes widened as she saw me.

An old man in a white priest’s robe shouted sharply, “I told you not to let anyone ins—...!”

There was no time for conversation.

[Flash]

“Argh!”

“What’s going on?”

“He’s using magic!”

Zap!

The exploding flash blinded them all, but I had covered my eyes before the explosion. I put my hand down and grabbed Charlotte’s hand. She was also dazed from the flash spell. She was incredibly confused because she had been expecting me to bring Sir William to her, but instead, I’d barged into the tent and let off a flashbang.

[Mass Teleport]

I cast the mass teleportation spell.

[Please specify the destination]

“To the Capital of Gradias, Gradium!”

Our destination was the Imperial Capital, Gradium.

[Prologue Sequence cleared.

Special achievement unlocked - Turning Point in History

Charlotte de Gradias, a character who should no longer exist at this point, has survived.

The future has been greatly altered.

You have received 1000 achievement points.]

Finally, I could put an end to this hellish prologue.