This is my second chapter for today.
- Warning: Graphic Content.
- Although unlikely, it might trigger traumatic experiences.
- Emperor Belmard's abnormal personality will be featured.
- ワイアード
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The Emperor's Exclusive Seat outside the Colosseum
In the Colosseum venue, which has no ceiling and the sky is wide open, there is a particularly prominent and spacious viewing area resembling a luxurious terrace. Here, there is a large, extravagant sofa big enough for three adults to lie down on, and Emperor Belmard is seen reclining on the sofa while watching the matches.
"It's a bit lacking in excitement, isn't it...? Is Lord Rosquinho around?"
"Here!"
"Very well, Lord Rosquinho. What do you think of the current Colosseum?"
"With all due respect, it is a highly popular entertainment venue in our Empire enjoyed by commoners and nobles alike. Additionally, it is extremely popular among the royal and noble visitors from the advanced civilizations who come for tourism, making it a source of pride for our Empire as a tourist and entertainment facility."
"Indeed, that is a very good answer."
"Thank you very much, Your Majesty!"
Just then, Duke Yodoq arrived from the entrance.
"Hm? Oh, Duke Yodoq. Why are you breathing so heavily?"
'T-this man is truly infuriating!'
Duke Yodoq suppressed his anger and handed over the report from the Summit of Four. After glancing over the report for a moment, he quietly muttered, "Well... I knew that Japan and Reumel would oppose us. However, I did not expect Amdis to oppose us as well..."
In his heart, Duke Yodoq whispered, 'It was a mistake in personnel selection. A consequence of his own actions.'
"But... well, it's fine. Such insignificant countries will be trampled by our Empire's Legions. With a total military force of 1,1 million, consisting of 800.000 regular troops and 300.000 slave soldiers..." Emperor Belmard muttered with a sly grin. He then called Lord Rosquinho to his side and issued a command. In response, Lord Rosquinho left the place with several attendants.
"Um, Your Majesty... what are you planning?"
"Hm? Heh, heh, heh... I will show the commoners what happens to the useless ones. Just wait a little!"
Emperor Belmard answered Duke Yodoq with a smile, but Duke Yodoq found that smile to be frightening.
・・・
30 minutes later
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have an announcement!! It has been reported that His Majesty Emperor Belmard has prepared a special match!! Now, first to appear from the Southern Gateeee—EH!?"
The announcer yelled in shock, followed by a loud murmur from the audience. Emerging from the Southern Gate was—
"B-Baron Murolo D-Datchies..."
Baron Murolo, clad in shabby armor, stood there, trembling violently. He held a sword with several chipped edges, raised in a defensive posture, his body shaking noticeably from a distance.
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