Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy-Chapter 632: Wangseong Invasion (3)

After stepping back a step, I looked at the king.

I still couldn’t sense the aura of the evil god emanating from him, but at this point, it no longer mattered.

Whether he had gone mad due to the evil god’s control over his mind in his past life or whether he was already crazy from the start, the fact remained that the king himself was one of the participants in this plan. This meant that the best option had already been ruined.

That person... He’s a necromancer. A black magician, and quite skilled at it, I must say.Hah, I never imagined there would be a necromancer of this caliber. I was truly surprised at first.

If Adri is saying he’s skilled, then he must have dabbled in black magic long before. Was he a lost cause from the start?

But now, I must thank you for coming. Thanks to you, the saint won’t be able to act too aggressively.

“Still trying to struggle pathetically?♡ You’d be better off being embraced by the pathetic saint and ascending!♡”

No thanks. I have too many regrets.

“That’s pretty obvious♡ That ugly heart of yours shows clearly on your face?♡”

Since Adri was here, it was difficult to use the method of purging the entire castle, but so what?

There were other ways to suppress the necromancer, plenty of them.

As soon as he took the bait and gave me even a moment’s gap, Frey would swing her sword, just as I had planned, and afterward...

Sorry, but I don’t like taking risks like that.

The moment the king raised his hand, the ground beneath our feet disappeared, and gravity welcomed us.

What the hell!?

He’s possessed! He’s taken control of the entire palace with his own soul!

“Can that even happen!?”

Normally, it doesn’t! But he had the ability, time, and power to pull it off!

Just like Adri had once controlled his mansion, taking control of something possessed was no great feat.

In other words, right now, for the king, the palace was like an extension of his own body.

Tsking my tongue, I created a divine barrier beneath me and kicked off the air, pulling Vishee into my arms.

“Eek!?”

“A girly scream. How cute.”

“Is this really the time to say that!?”

I ignored Vishee’s scream and glanced around. Despite the sudden fall, my friends had already made their landing preparations.

“What do we do now!?”

“What do you mean, what? We climb back up and make that pig squeal!”

“Do you think that’s possible!? The entire palace belongs to His Majesty!”

“Call him a pig! Stupid idiot! Is that really a king!?”

And besides, if this whole palace is controlled by necromancy, there must be countermeasures for it too.

Grinning, I looked at Adri, who brushed her hair back.

That person has quite a bit of pride. I’ll make sure to return it.

“Think you can? Compared to the old hag, that pig is just a piglet. Should be young and fresh.”

Still a piglet. Just wait. I’ll show that little one its place.

“Pfft. So now you’re not denying the ‘old hag’ part?”

...You’ll see for yourself!

How much time had passed? When we finally landed on the ground, what surrounded us were the palace knights.

Seeing the glazed looks in their eyes, it seemed they had already lost their minds.

Honestly, they were no help, neither in the game nor in reality.

If only half of our household knights could’ve been as competent, they might have been treated like humans.

The moment I raised the mace to smash their heads in, the knights collapsed in unison.

I blinked in surprise, then heard the stiff voice of Faeby beside me.

“I’m sorry, Lady. If I had been quicker, I could’ve purified them before the necromancer did something.”

Only then did I realize Faeby had purified whatever had bewitched them.

I could barely sense any divine energy. That meant she had used her divine magic quickly, accurately, and efficiently—almost no effect on Adri at all.

“Don’t worry about it. What can I expect from a lousy saint?”

“I’ll make it up to you.”

No, there was no need for that. If we were to point fingers, I, as the planner of this scheme, was the one who’d messed up the most.

Annoyed by the resolute look on Faeby’s face, I jumped up slightly and yanked her cheek.

“Stop. Lousy thing. The one the crappy saint is obsessed with isn’t you, it’s me.”

“Yes, yes~.”

I was trying to calm down when I saw the ceiling reappearing, about to crush us. Can this happen if the whole palace is controlled?

“Lucy, is it okay if I smash that?”

“Try it if you can, idiot knight.”

“Okay!”

Finally, relieved that I could break something, Frey pulled out her sword and started humming.

As soon as she swung her sword, the ceiling shattered into dozens of pieces, scattering around us.

“This time it worked out well.”

Seeing that, I made up my mind not to spar with Frey again.

If I lost even once to that kid, who was increasingly becoming like me, I couldn’t imagine what would happen.

I had to avoid that at all costs.

No matter what excuse I came up with, I had to stay on the winner’s side forever!

That little one missed something. The history of this palace stretches back hundreds of years.

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As Adri opened her book, a mist of mana scattered around her.

The dense aura of mana, making the daylight feel like night, was a testament to how high of a rank Adri, the necromancer, had attained.

Now, let’s see you dance.

An intruder?

How dare you step into this place!

Know your honor, disgusting creature.

“...Hey. Old hag, what’s going on? Did you get beaten by that pig with necromancy?”

What about those bastards working with the pig!? How do you deal with that!?

So, Adri is being treated as an intruder now? Are these greedy pigs our pigs too?

Shut up!

Just as I was about to click my tongue in frustration, I heard the shout of a young boy from above us.

Do you even know who is threatening Soladin right now!?

Oh, great ancestor.

Great ancestor of Soladin, we honor you.

Enough with your trivial nonsense! Cooperate at once! It’s the ancestor’s command!

That kid floating in mid-air is the ancestor of Soladin? He looks completely different from the one I knew.

“Lucy Allen! How did this happen!?”

Why is that guy here?

And why does he have a bunch of priests behind him!? This is getting troublesome!

“We were trying to rescue the pig, but it turned out he was a bad pig?”

“...Did His Majesty attack you?”

“Then why are you dragging around this bag of bones, oh incompetent prince?”

“The palace started moving suddenly, trying to crush us. We barely escaped and ended up here.”

Did the palace move when it dropped us? How annoying.

If that pig had stayed in its pen and eaten some hay, maybe it wouldn’t be so much trouble.

“And the gloomy prince?”

“If what you say is true, His Majesty probably took him.”

I thought about what I had seen in the game.

If that was the pig that took over Rene’s body and was pretending, then I had never actually saved Rene.

Ah. This is embarrassing. I’ve been played by that pig who doesn’t even want to be slaughtered.

“Everyone, this person is our ally.”

“But Saint, the mana emanating from that necromancer is anything but ordinary.”

“Do you realize how many lives must have been consumed for him to reach this level?”

“Get out of the way! That person needs to disappear!”

Where is Johan when we need him? If he just yelled once, these bastards would shut up.

“Silence!”

When Faeby shouted, the priests’ faces turned pale.

“The great deity has allowed Adri to stay by our side! Why are you trying to judge this person?”

“Saint...”

“If you want to deny her, try denying me first! Call me a heretic!”

Before the saint’s wrath, the priests were all at a loss, unable to counter her.

“If you have no further comments, stay silent! I’ll listen to your complaints later!”

So this is what happens when someone who doesn’t usually get angry does. It’s terrifying.

Even I can’t intervene.

Adri and Vishee, who are being supported, look like they’re at a loss for words.

“Whew. Adri, continue what you were doing.”

Ahem! Got it! Everyone!

The ancestor’s command, so I will cooperate.

Tch. I don’t know who raised you, but they did a poor job.

This is why young people...

Grumbling, the necromancers followed Adri’s command, creating a path that led upward in front of us.

Let’s go!

Rene had been quietly observing the moving palace from his seat.

He could have escaped anytime, but he didn’t.

He had a good guess about who was waiting at the end of it all.

When the palace finally stopped moving, Rene slowly stood up, drew his sword, and spoke.

After such a long reunion, you bring out something so grim.

“Now, there’s no reason to show respect anymore.”

Still, I am your father, you know?

“Even beasts love their young. Why should I treat you like a father when you can’t even do that?”

Rene’s sharp response made the king laugh.

So, you plan to defeat me?

“If I must.”

Arrogant. Did you think we didn’t foresee this situation? You will never defeat me. You were raised for this very purpose.

As the king said, Rene’s life had been one meant for consumption. Just like livestock, he was raised for slaughter.

“Well. That’s probably true.”

So even if he bares his teeth, he will never reach his master.

So I’m trying to borrow some help from others.

“Oh? Others? If you put it that way, I’m quite saddened. After all, aren’t you the grandson of Erginus?”

“Should I call you grandmother?”

“No thanks. If I do that, your title as young lady might change in a worse direction.”

The Fairy Queen, appearing while hugging Rene, grinned at the king.

How did someone who should be in the forest end up here?

The Queen, who was so close to divinity, seemed to tremble at the king’s voice.

“Ahem! As the 1st Queen’s stepmother, I’ll tell you this! I refuse this marriage!”