Overpowered Sword Chapter 175

Level up with swords (175)

Clyde Empire.

It was the name of an absolute monarchy, one of the few great powers on the continent, and one that had written hundreds of years of history as a conqueror, ruler, and invader.

In its heyday, although it was a failure, hundreds of thousands of expeditions were sent to the Titan Mountains not once but several times, and due to the effects of the war of conquest waged at that time, even today, countries bordering the country still pay tribute on their own.

From its beginnings to its heyday and up to now, the empire has never for a moment fallen from its position as a great power.

Prosperous, prosperous, prosperous.

Clyde, who absorbed wealth from neighboring countries and spent it generously on decorating himself, was at the top of culture and luxury.

The capital of the empire, Kalelum.

Even the high castle walls had beautiful jigsaws carved on their surfaces, and the roads paved with smooth, flawless marble looked more like works of art than roads. What about buildings that stand tall like towers? It was a spectacular view that was difficult to see outside of the empire.

Among them, the most luxurious building was decided.

The heart of the Clyde Empire.

The emperor who rules this majestic and great empire was the imperial palace where his throne was located.

Baekak Palace.

This is where the Emperor of the Clyde stays.

The garden alone is larger than that of a fairly small or medium-sized fiefdom, and it is a fortress with heavily armed guards stationed just a few meters apart and glaring all day long.

The height of the outer wall, which can also function as a castle wall, is a whopping 30 meters, and the number of magic circles operating inside the imperial palace, knowingly or unknowingly, is more than a hundred at best.

The strongest and most powerful water-based fortress capable of preventing a secret attack by a large number of sword masters with just the troops stationed at all times.

It is a castle that is truly the heart of the continent’s most powerful country, with not only overwhelming functionality but also beauty of its appearance.

But it wasn’t the sound that was echoing inside right now.

Someone’s desperate scream, as if it were dripping with blood, echoed within this beautiful castle.

“your majesty! Please, please listen to what I say just once!”

A man with a grayish appearance hit his forehead on a hard floor tile. His skin was torn and fresh blood poured out, but the man didn’t care.

Marquis Walber.

He is a person who has served Clyde for 11 generations until the current generation, and is a great lord who wields enormous influence in the western part of the empire. But the great nobleman was in tatters, begging for mercy before the emperor.

In front of him, who did not even dare to raise his eyes, the emperor was sitting atop a multi-story platform.

〈The Light Emperor〉, Nex Imperium Gladius von Clyde.

The pale blonde hair, the sharp-edged eyes, and the color added to the expressionless face make it look like cruelty.

The appearance of an emperor who overpowers others with just his gaze.

Making Marquis Walber tremble in silence for a few seconds, Nex looked down at his back and spoke lazily.

“It’s okay.”

Then Marquis Walber begged in a desperate voice.

“I will accept the sin of not carrying out your Majesty’s orders exactly. I will return my territory to the direct control of the imperial family, and I will offer all the property and titles that this poor old man has accumulated to your Majesty. So, please spare my wife and children!”

I literally gave it all away.

It would not be easy not to be swayed by the request that he spare his wife and children as he would even sacrifice his own life.

It was no one else but the Marquis Wolber. Among the great nobles, he is one of the top ten, and his status is higher than anyone else, except for the royal family and the two dukes!

Even the nobles who had been dragged one after another while tied to ropes looked at them with distrust.

“… … “You are still mistaken.”

However, Emperor Nex did not even lift an eyebrow.

“Your fiefdom, your property, your title. “All of it has never been yours, so I will give it to you, so please save it?”

A cold, murderous look lingered in Nex’s bluish eyes.

As soon as he revealed his murderous intent, the air in the throne room became cold. Even though it is not my job, I feel a pressure that makes it difficult to even breathe, as if a knife is crushing my purpose.

The person involved, the Marquis Walber, was lying face down and convulsing.

“Well, I didn’t expect anything. You are the ones who have called themselves blue blood since they were born, sticking their snouts into this land like parasites and sucking blood. “I have no choice but to know what went wrong or where the mistake began.”

Nex returned with a dull expression and tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingers a few times.

No one, including the Marquis Walber, understood.

What did that crazy emperor want, and what answer did he expect to come out of their mouths? As he said, those who were born as nobles and lived as nobles were unknown.

“You guys are not qualified.”

The emperor declared.

“You become a noble because you are born from a nobleman’s womb, and you become a slave because you are born from a slave’s womb. You guys try to stand above people just by having good parents. “I know that it is my natural right to hold wealth and power in one hand and wield them.”

It was not something the emperor, who could be said to be the biggest beneficiary of the class system, would say, but no one could refute it.

It was because the cold that reached up to the back of my neck made me feel like I would die if I left my lips. Moreover, this was especially true for those who knew the current emperor’s origins well.

Beneficiaries of the caste system?

The moment that sound was heard in front of Nex, it was clear that anyone who had even a drop of blood mixed with the person involved would be burned at the stake.

“I won’t persuade you. I won’t understand. “I will not tolerate it.”

After denying their existence three times, Nex lowered his hand.

“Execute.”

At the same time, the knights of the royal guard drew their swords and immediately beheaded the people lined up behind Marquis Walber.

Sigh!

Hell was the same scene.

In an instant, the smell of blood fills the throne room, and dozens of bouncing heads roll on the floor, glaring at eyes that do not believe they are dead. The sound of a body falling down without its head felt almost unreal.

Marquis Walber, who jumped up at the sound and turned around, let out a scream-like yell.

“Hey, this guy! A cruel and ruthless bastard! How can they treat us like this… .”

“―Ruthless.”

Before he could finish speaking, Marquis Walber’s head flew up. Suddenly, her guard knight approached her and swung his sword.

With the Marquis Wolver at last, the executions came to an end.

The throne room immediately fell into silence.

The guards began to pick up the headless bodies and heads and clean up the pools of blood on the floor.

Nex looked at the scene and muttered quietly.

“After eradicating all remnants of the old world, I will open a new world. A world where there is equality regardless of origin… Only I can complete that world… .”

Eyes that were once full of intelligence and cynicism become torn, their focus lost to madness and confusion.

〈The Light Emperor〉, Nex.

It was a name that was staining the Clyde Empire with blood.

* * *

Two men were standing in a secret passageway of the White Palace, a place that no one except the royal family should know about.

Surprisingly, they were casually peering through the adamantium wall and watching the heads of nobles, including the Marquis Walber, fly up in real time.

Blood gushing like a fountain.

A corpse falling like a scarecrow.

Nobles who were adorned with thousands or tens of thousands of gold worth of luxury items and even more authority are dying like trash.

“Foot, puhuh, hehahahaha!!”

A man who was watching the tragedy burst out laughing.

“Wow, that’s cool! The sight of those stiff boughs being cut off like sheaves of rice! Very cool! amazing! As expected of my brother. “How much effort did you put into showing this production?”

Then the man who was standing calmly answered.

“… “This is the 50th year.”

“50 years! As expected, I can’t even imitate your patience! There are already many brothers in Chaos who have short patience, but you are a bit different! “Infiltrating one plan directly and waiting for 50 years seems like something I wouldn’t be able to do even if I were to die.”

Bishop Necator of Ruin, a frivolous man, looked at him with narrow eyes like a snake.

Exorcism (Nine-Hell).

One of the nine strongest members of the Evil Church.

The number was reduced to eight after being killed by Irexana, but as long as one archbishop survives, the number can be increased. Nevertheless, it remained unchanged that each and every one of them was a cardinal-level, master-level force of the Holy Church and a threat to the entire world.

“Can you teach me something too? If my eyes are still intact, that emperor is definitely a person born with ‘good nature.’ “How did he distort the qualities that could make him a saint to such a degree?”

Necator smiled with an excited expression.

“Is it drugs? Or a woman? “Have you been cursed since childhood?”

“… “Not all three.”

Bishop Mors of Chaos, a tall, grave man, spoke.

“I just lightly pushed him on the back. “The reason it went so crazy is because Nex’s original idealism ran wild in that direction.”

“Ideal theory? “That crazy guy?”

“You probably know the story of Nex’s origins.”

“of course.”

The current emperor, Nex, was originally a being who could not become an emperor. The late emperor poured out his love for a prostitute according to his own desires, and his blood, which should have been noble, was mixed with low and dirty blood.

Even though it was a shame for the royal family who was not worth half a penny, the former emperor could not leave his blood relatives alone, so the late emperor summoned Nex to the villa and imprisoned him.

Nex’s mother died on the spot.

I had my head cut off while listening to nonsense that did not sound like words at all, such as saying that you are blessed because you gave birth to a grandson in a lowly body.

Nex, who was three years old at the time, saw it.

It was the memory that was most strongly engraved in his mind.

“From then on, I kept thinking about NEX. Why did his mother have to die so cruelly? Why is the emperor praised as a great man even though he embraces a woman according to his own desires and gives birth to her?”

There was no one to teach that to the child.

So Nex sought an answer using its own logic.

The root of all evil, as determined after many years of consideration, was the caste system. A system that gives power and rights to the undeserving and determines the happiness or unhappiness of those people just by being born.

This was the moment when the seeds of a crazy emperor, who aimed to abolish the class system even though he was born into the royal family, began to germinate.

Perhaps he may have truly broken down the class system and created a world where people are treated according to their strengths and talents. He may have changed the world in which talented people are abandoned due to unreasonable discrimination.

however.

“We made him emperor.”

It was the evil cult that made him emperor, even though he was not guided by anyone and did not look down on anyone.

The birth of a dark prince who should have become a holy prince.

The ideal of breaking down the caste system soon degenerated into blind hatred toward those who benefited from the caste system, the nobility and the royal family.

The massacre that took place just now was only a part of it.

“Good buried in oneself is self-righteousness, and self-righteousness will eventually become evil. “Nex just rationalized his idealism based on his childhood resentment.”

“Is it that damn human observation again? “It’s a shame.”

Necator said in a tired voice.

“For a <Chaos> guy, he’s easy to talk to, but the brother is also a crazy person after all. I’d rather just kill them all with a single sword rather than making things complicated like that. How good is it to line them up like before and behead them? is not it?”

“… … .”

“Tsk, our tastes are so different. Thank you for showing me something good, but I’m going first. “See you later.”

When Necator left with those last words, Morse blinked and remained silent for a moment.

It doesn’t move like it’s a stone statue.

After standing like that for several hours, Morse had a sneer on his dull face. As befits a bishop of the <Chaos> sect, he had a facial expression whose mental image was distorted from the very beginning.

“… That’s foolish. You don’t know that the suffering of someone who wanders between good and evil is the sweetest. If you just kill and destroy, you are no different from a child destroying anything he can get his hands on. It shouldn’t be like that. There’s no flavor. “Shouldn’t you enjoy it?”

If anyone had heard that monologue, they would have cried out that this was the voice of the devil.

You can taste the agony as sweet as honey.

The emotions of someone who was born as a human but then ceases to be human.

Morse, the bishop of Chaos, looked down at Nex, who was sitting on the throne, with merciful eyes.

“Now, this is the opening of the comedy. “Expand your vision, my son.”

Morse, the Chancellor of the Clyde Empire, grinned.

And soon it disappeared in the secret passage.

50 years ago.

It was perhaps the beginning of chaos that had been planned long before that.