I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated

Chapter 347.2 - Side Story : Myrellia (II)

For the Bashar Kingdom, who had always been frightened by the shadow of the invasion from the Beastman Nation, it could be said to be a long-cherished wish.

Besides, the deteriorating relationship with the Beast Nation also cast a dark shadow over the Magnolia family. Even though they are anti-beast exclusionists they were trying to hang on to those whose ancestors had roots in the beast country even if they ended up suspected as spies. The Magnolia family was always targeted as one of these. Also, the Magnolia family’s territory was near the border with the Beast Nation, and if the Beast Nation gained supremacy of the area, the Magnolia family could be executed as traitors.

Linford’s interests, the interests of the Kingdom of Bashar, and my interests coincided, and a war against the Beast Nation was planned. Lynford wanted a soul, the Bashar kingdom wanted a victory, and I wanted a sacrifice.

The king apparently used my notorious lore, which was of course full of misunderstandings, to get the upper echelons of the Bashar Kingdom to approve an alliance with the wicked while flirting with profit. Most of them wouldn’t believe in such worldly rhetorics as ingratitude towards me. However, the king seemed to have found a solution and that he didn’t mind a little nuisance as long as he could get the Beast Country.

Also, ironically, because of historical evidence of me, an evil being, being used to depose the rule of the Beastman Nation five hundred years ago, he seemed to have little resistance to the idea of utilizing the power of the evil god. After all there is a precedent that an evil person can be used.

But we also had to think about what would happen if we lost. Of course, King Bashar also considered that possibility.

Even if someone put you in the line or in a fire and tell them that you are threatened by an evil person, you would not be able to avoid the Beastmen Nation’s pursuit. After all we’ve caused so many wars of aggression, and if we lose, of course we’ll be pursued by the beast nation. The least they would do was exiling us.

But no matter how bad the odds were, no matter how much of a losing game we played, we could still turn the tides. In other words, we could use the souls gained in the war to summon a large number of powerful and evil people. As a shrine maiden of the Evil God, I could control the evil people. And after causing chaos to some extent inside the beastmen’s country, we would let the Bashar Kingdom Army invade the beastmen’s country in the name of subjugating an evil person. Since the beast’s hands would be tied with internal trifles, the subjugation would be simple. After that, they could effectively control it in the name of disaster recovery or subjugation. After all, there would be no power left to oppose in the Beastman Nation.

Nevertheless, we also need an excuse for our neighboring countries. Win or lose, we wouldn’t want the nations around us to say that we were an evil nation in league with the Evil Gods. Hence, it was necessary to give the impression that I was in charge of the war.

I was no longer interested in the royal family, but one of my public reasons was to give the rights to the throne back to the Narashinha family from the Krishna family. I told him that my actual wish was to gain the paradise of the Black Cat. I tried to make Johan Magnolia and his allies feel like I cared about the 500-year old relationship. The truth was, I didn’t care what happened to anyone but Romeo.

The whole thing was a prelude to taking the argument that this conflict is an extension of the Beastman Nation’s internal strife 500 years ago and that the Bashar royal family was involved. Of course, I didn’t intend to really kill the princess and her servant there. However, it made sense to spread words of hatred. Each country would be spying on the Beastman Nation, and I wouldn’t know where or what any person would hear. That’s why it was important to appeal to them consistently in a variety of situations.

By doing so, we could make the form of the conflict between the Krishnas and the Narasinha family more visible. In fact, I had sent a letter to each country saying that the usurper royal family was to be put to death in my name. All in order to make post-war risk as low as possible. Even if the nations don’t believe it, as long as the Beastman Nation was destroyed, it was a matter that can be excused in any way possible. Because the truth was created for the convenience of the survivors. Just as how my lore was full of mistakes.

The best thing to do would be to win the war head-on in a big way and rule the beastly kingdom by the power of Bashar Kingdom alone, but that would be difficult. However, a pincer attack with a dungeon force should have a good chance of working.

I didn’t want to use the power of an Evil God if I could. Without a doubt, the heavens will send out punishment again. Fufufu. Yes, I knew and so did King Bashar, that if you used the power of an evil god, you will surely be punished by heaven. That’s why King Bashar kept the plan to summon the evildoers deep inside his heart. Perhaps he was going to focus the divine punishment on himself alone. I didn’t know if it would work.

But, as was the case 500 years ago, there must be some time for leeway. In that little moment, King Bashar would nominate a successor, and I intended to let Romeo escape from the Bashar Kingdom. I also had an idea of where to leave Romeo. Although it would be on another continent, there was an orphanage run by a Rank A adventurer. I had it checked out, but it was a perfectly straightforward orphanage with no other side to it. If I left him there, he would be a few times safer than if he were to remain in the Kingdom of Bashar.

However, I thought all those plans were likely to end in vain. Thus, it was such a surprise that an irregularity such as the Divine Swordsman appeared.

Even though I knew I couldn’t win against my opponent, I could never run away from a fight because of the force of the order that compelled me to keep doing so. Even I didn’t think I could beat the Divine Swordsman. Therefore I knew that my life would end here.

The only bright side would be the appearance of Xellos Reed. Apparently he betrayed Linford. I’d eaten all the evil people here. But, traitorous though he is, he was willing to negotiate. What I presented to him was my life. In exchange for giving that power and my life, I decided to have Xellos Reed do three jobs.

The first was the killing of the Dungeon Master, the only person who could order me around. As long as that thing was watching us, we couldn’t take any chances. However, at any rate, challenging the Divine Swordsman would just end in death. Thus, it would be better to get a little freedom at the end. Well, I told them I could move for a few days, but that was a lie. It will be an hour at the most. I don’t have time to get to the child, I’m afraid.

The other thing I asked for was to kill me at the perfect time. Specifically, right after I asked the Divine Swordsman and the princess to protect Romeo, Xellos Reed will take my life miserably.

Why? People like them were susceptible to sad story developments. How could they refuse? After all, it was the last wish of a dying, poor woman. They wouldn’t be able to refuse it. I’ve seen that the Divine Swordsman and the princess were particularly vulnerable to such stories. There is a higher chance though it’s still a small chance, but the probability that Romeo will be saved increased. That was the last struggle I could make.

As a matter of fact, I’ve asked Xellos Reed for help too. It’s just, I don’t know how far he’ll go to keep his promise, so I’d be grateful if the princess or the Divine Swordsman would protect him if possible. Although they were my enemy, the princess and the Divine Swordsman are much more reliable.

“Hey…Please … That child … please make that child… please make Romeo happy… please…”

“Hmm, you poor woman. You’re a family member of the Evil Gods, but you’re wishing for a human child to be happy. So no matter how crazy you are, in the end you’re still just a woman huh?”

When the princess and the Divine Swordsman heard Xellos Reed’s words, a look of anger appeared on their faces. They felt sorry for me.

“Ah……”

Thank you, Xellos Reed, for the greatest help.