Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son - Chapter 473

Chapter 473: [Dystopian Elven War] [49] [Problem with His Kingdom]

[Demiurge Kingdom.]

An Odisian palace stood before me as I floated in the sky.

The wind hit my face as I kept on staring at the kingdom.

With a simple check with mana, I could sense a lot of people here.

….A few ones that are familiar to me.

“Huff…”

I exhaled softly before closing my eyes to ‘stare’ straight at the sun.

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‘What do you think?’ I asked, my brows drawing together. ‘There is no point in talking to them.’

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‘…I can feel her too.’

Cutting her words off, I slowly opened my eyes.

The sun that shone brightly was now hidden behind the black clouds that covered the entire sky.

Thunder roared as I slowly descended to the front of the palace.

[<…It would be hard without a kingdom.>]

I landed on my feet as I had already been noticed by the guards.

‘….What am I missing Inna?’

I don’t understand, my kingdom is ready for so long.

I have three of them and the fourth one is almost complete.

…Yet I haven’t reached the Eternal Rank.

It makes me feel stupid and leaves me frustrated.

[<…>]

And I also don’t like Inna’s silence in this matter.

‘…You know something, don’t you?’

“HALT!! STATE YOUR PURPOSE!!”

The scream of a soldier standing at the walls echoed within the place.

I began to walk as two guards desperately moved to close the main door.

Two kunai of mana formed in my hands as I hurled them towards the soldiers.

They hit the mark, puncturing their windpipe in an instant.

“WE ARE UNDER ATTACK!!”

The same soldier shouted as a trumpet boomed within the place.

I kept on walking as more soldiers rushed to close the door.

‘Inna.’ I formed a katana in my hand as I thought. ‘What do you know?’

The world blurred as I accurately burst past the door.

A single line trailed behind the katana as I moved, beheading those in my path.

‘Thuds’ of bodies followed as I waited for Inna’s reply.

[<…. Once a kingdom grows big enough to sustain life it becomes something unique.>]

She finally spoke, grabbing my attention.

More and more soldiers came towards me, each holding onto their weapons.

[<….A kingdom with life breaks the law created by Kyr’Vhal himself.>]

I tightened my grip on the katana.

A captain lunged at me, roaring like a wounded beast.

One clean motion—his sword split in two, and his body crumpled to the floor.

‘A selfish god like him would never want anything close to his own level.’

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‘But what exactly do you mean by unique?’

Another squad rushed me.

I let mana surge down the blade until it glowed like white lightning.

One sweeping arc and the entire squad was cut in half.

[<….A kingdom with life grows outside the perspective and calculation of Kyr’Vhal.>]

Spears of light shot outward; I raised my hand and crushed them mid-air. Fragments fell like dying stars.

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I paused just for a split second as something clicked.

‘…I had a kingdom with life once, am I right?’

[<…Yes.>]

The clang of weapons faded into a low hum as I stood among the fallen soldiers.

‘So, is it why I can’t break through?’ I walked inside the main palace. ‘Because there is a kingdom—.’

[<—That doesn’t want to perish. Yes.>]

She completed what I doubted and I briefly closed my eyes.

‘Why tell me now?’ I asked. ‘You could have told me—.’

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Her reply came fast; I dodged a sneak attack before cutting the soldier in half.

‘So, what do I need to rank up?’ I asked, walking again.

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A sudden annoyance built up inside me as I felt irritated.

‘How the hell am I supposed to get out?’

This entire world is made by him and by extension is Kyr’Vhal’s perspective.

How am I—.

I suppressed those thoughts as I reached the gate of the throne room.

There weren’t any soldiers guarding it but I felt someone sitting on the throne.

I pushed the door open with one hand as blood dripped down my katana.

As the lightning struck the land, the room illuminated brightly.

Kryllios sat on the throne with his legs stretched out.

He was smiling as I walked closer towards him.

“Ah, Heir Himmel.” He said with a smile. “How have you been.”

I tilted my head as I smiled back.

“Better than ever.” I replied. “Pardon my manners to come uninvited.”

“Oh, no!” He shook his head, visibly excited. “I did send some to kidnap your loved one just to invite you here.”

“You call kidnapping an invitation?” I asked, voice steady.

Kryllios chuckled, resting his cheek on one hand as though he were chatting with an old friend. “It worked, didn’t it? You came.”

A pulse of mana rippled outward from him.

Was he confirming something or was it some type of signal?

Doesn’t matter.

“I should kill you for touching them,” I said.

“I would have laughed hard if any other overlord said it.” He said, his smile deepened. “But you…I really feel threatened because it’s you.”

I tightened my grip on the katana, saying nothing.

Kryllios’s fingers tapped lazily on the throne’s armrest.

“Something bothering me a lot, can I ask?” He questioned genuinely. “Do you see yourself as some sort of saviour or what?”

I tilted my head at his absurd question. “I do not.”

“Then why bother saving the elves.” He replied, his voice curious. “You should have no obligation to do such a thing.”

I kept my katana angled low, its edge humming with faint blue light.

“Obligation?” I echoed. “I don’t need one.”

Kryllios tilted his head, studying me as though I were an unsolved riddle. “So you fight wars that aren’t yours… because you feel like it?”

“If that’s what you want to call it.” My voice stayed calm. “I help because I can.”

He gave a soft laugh, slow and unsettling. “No, no, no, that’s not it.”

He stood up as he looked keenly at me.

“From what I see you do this all with the intention to get accepted.” He tilted his head. “Am I wrong?”

I didn’t bother anymore as I grabbed the katana with my palm to draw out blood. “Is this your last words?”

He smiled as he looked deep into my eyes.

“This is your last chance to save your daughter.” He spoke with delight. “Lady Yennefer.”

I paused and exhaled for a brief moment.

Another lightning flashed in the sky as I looked at ‘her.’

Yennefer tightened her grip on her staff as she looked at me with her numb ember eyes.

I let go of my katana from my palm as I turned fully towards her.

“Yennefer.” I spoke clearly. “Don’t get involved. It’s my last warning.”

She didn’t speak but kept on staring at me.

With a single slam of the base of her staff, she got in her battle position.

Her voice was low but I could hear it. “For my daughter.”

She swiftly began forming runes in the air around her.

—

[Some time before.]

Zenith’s entire body trembled as she walked out of the palace.

Avelia moved along with her but somehow her small body matched her pace.

“O-oh, god. Oh, god.” Zenith mumbled as her mind was a mess. “W-what should I do?”

Her body trembled as tears once again dripped down her eyes.

She couldn’t think properly as her mind kept on repeating that awful future.

The only thought of her dying mother had shaken her to the core.

Avelia sighed as she looked at her condition.

“First get a hold of yourself dumb mama.” She said strictly. “Then find a way to reach Demiurge Kingdom.”

Zenith glared at the small girl as her mind was on the brink of snapping.

“What even are you!?” She snapped. “Why am I seeing you right now?”

She was really questioning if she was in her right mind.

“I told you already,” she said simply. “I’m Avelia. Dumb mama.”

Her vision swam. “T-that’s impossible. I’m not even married— I—”

“You will be,” Avelia said, her purple eyes sharp and calm, so unlike a child’s. “And if you don’t move now, you’ll never meet me.”

Zenith stumbled a step back, pressing a shaky hand to her chest. “This is a nightmare. I must be losing my mind.”

Avelia let out a sigh of defeat as she took a step back. “Whatever.” She spoke. “She will help you anyway.”

Zenith blinked with her teary eyes. “….Who?”

As she spoke, someone put a hand on her shoulder.

Zenith flinched and turned around as she found Siersha.

Siersha quickly asked. “What happened?” She wiped her tears. “Why are you crying?”

Zenith quickly grabbed her shoulders. “Siersha, I need to go to Demiurge Kingdom.” She urged. “Right now!”

Siersha remained confused but her eyes immediately sharpened.

“It’s already time.” She spoke more to herself. “..No, but how could—.”

“Siersha!” Zenith snapped her out. “Can you help!?”

Siersha nodded, “Give me a second.”

She took several steps back before she drew in a deep breath. “Basmu.” She spoke. “Come out.”

Zenith blinked before she quickly touched her phone as she got a message.

“huh?”

Her eyes widened as she saw her mother’s message.

‘Come to the royal palace of Demiurges as soon as you can.’