Chapter 321: I donât think frail maidens in need of protection would be running around swinging morning stars every day.
Day 76 â Nighttime, the Capital, Royal Palace
Haruka-kun is endlessly complaining about being exhausted, but weâve heard from Angelica-san, that when his ears are a bit red, it means that he actually feels embarrassed.
It seems he is embarrassed about joining hands or having to hold his hand around our waists. Such a shy guy. But is it alright for Sex King to be getting all bashful about something of this level?
ăAaaaaaaaaah, Iâm tired, like, dead tired? Why does everyone have to dance with me? Are you going to start a battle royal among yourself or something? Or rather, when did the Geeks and Idiots escape? They can dance too, you know? Take those nine, and then put a tuxedo on Vice Pres A-san and⊠Nevermind. My, you look wicked fine in this dress, enough to put a wicked smile on the face? Like the one you have right now?ă
I hurry to Vice Pres A-san and quietly try to soothe her wrath.
(You shouldnât. Patience. You can strangle him later.)
(((Yeah, Iâll even help you, so please endure it for now? Donât pull out your morning star here.)))
We are trying to make Haruka-kun look good today. The nobles havenât fully given up yet. We keep constantly Resisting for a long while now, which means, someone keeps trying to apply some sort of Abnormal Status Effect, triggering Resist.
We canât get a break from spiked drinks and food too. Servants and maids are getting caught one after another, but there are no signs of improvement.
But the contemptuous attitude towards Haruka-kun has disappeared. Unable to mock him, they just keep glaring, but we might as well pluck their eyes out later.
Itâs pissing me off that they are looking down on him because of that play and awards. Itâs unforgivable to have a person, who worked more than anyone, getting insulted like that. Letâs blind them.
However, they keep glaring at him over and over, but what are they planning to do if Haruka-kun glares back?
Haruka-kunâs Glare is so dangerous that even monsters of the lower floors of the Great Dungeons are said to have broken into tears, failing to Resist it. Iâm sure all of the nobles would die from shock, but for some reason, they keep glaring at him. Itâs really bold of them to stare like that at a person more dangerous than an Evil Eye, a monster capable of instantly killing with its gaze.
And everyoneâs rings keep shining. The transparent diamonds on our rings are busily going from red to blue.
This means that various Mental Attacks, like ăTemptationă,ăHypnosisă,ăSuggestionăkeep barraging like a hail. Darts and needles smeared with drugs also keep flying our way, but we remain waiting, without making a fuss.
The actual problem lies with the mental attacks likeăTemptationă, ăHypnosisă, andăSuggestionă, from a girlâs point of view, such attacks are nothing short of sacrilege towards a maidenâs soul and body, and absolutely cannot be forgiven. It pisses me off so much that Iâd like to go and kill them this very instant.
But I remain by Haruka-kunâs side. After all, there definitely wonât be any issue.
ăTemptationă, ăHypnosisă, andăSuggestionă? Moreover, low power and lower level. Be it the higher tier of ăSeductionăor even the legendaryăCharmă, with this equipment given to us by Haruka-kun neither will have any effect. On top of that, it even has a very eco-friendly design which allows it to absorb the effects as mana?
Forget needles and darts, it can deflect even bows, ballistas, and cannons. Those dresses have higher defensive stats than the armor worn by the Royal Knights, given to them by Haruka-kun, that previously was said to be of legendary grade. But still, even if there is a risk of assassination, I donât think anyone would attempt to use a ballista or a cannon for it? That would require a very audacious assassin?
But Haruka-kun is waiting for something, it doesnât seem like he is planning to let things end like this. So for now we endure. If everything ends like this without problems the Royal Familyâs authority will be established and the nobles will go into decline.
If they are going to try something they will aim either for Haruka-kun or us. We are guests of honor today, and are also connected to the Princess and lady Meriel. They must think that not only can destroy the influence of the ball organized by the Royal Family through this, but if things go well, they might even be able to make a connection to the Princess or Lady Meriel. So perhaps he is baiting them?
ăShit, why doesnât it work?!ă
ăDrugs have no effect either, and we are about to run out of magic stones for magic tools.ă
ăIf you fail this, there is no future for us. Valets and maids were captured already. Once the ball ends we are done for too.ă
Just when I thought that this trash might be useful for once, this is what I get. They couldnât even approach them, forget striking a conversation, and once they were given an opportunity to greet them, not only they didnât get a reply, they were completely ignored, unable to even get their existence acknowledged. Despite all their womanizing boasting, in the end, they are just incompetent trash that relies on the status of their family, drugs, and Skills to get women.
ăOne of you will have to take responsibility for this with his life. Decide among yourselves on which one it will be. All other paths to survival have been shut down.ă
No other choice but to cast away one of my foolish sons. And since they are twins, it makes no difference which one remains.
(Send people outside. No other way but to kill that brat outside and kidnap the women.)
We wonât be able to back off once it comes to violence in the very Capital. But if we withdraw without doing anything after having such beauties flaunted before us and getting humiliated like this, we wouldnât be able to keep other nobles in line even with our status as a Great Marquis House, which will lead to them lacking proper respect, distancing, and eventually deserting us.
But if we manage to obtain the maidens, other nobles will be frequenting our house in droves, and will have no choice but to obey my will. There is no man who can look at these women and resist trying them himself.
And if things go well, there is even a chance that the Frontierâs young lady or the Princess will be with them too. We just have to ignore the tactics of that clown of a tactician and make them surrender through sheer force. The question is will we be able to escape the Capitalâs military and make it into our domain. Iâd like to have either the Princess or the young lady as a hostage, but there is no choice but to take a risk there. If losing and not taking the gamble both mean decline then victory is the only path left.
Will it become a glorious parting gift for my sons, or will he die in vain. There is but one path to survival left.
A cheap drama has begun. I wonder how much Ere a cheap drama is worth?
Aah, itâs a bother, but I immediately managed to bait someone.
ăHonorable noblemen of the Kingdom, on behalf of the Great Marquis House, I accuse this person. This black-haired clown is using forbidden magic to enslave women. As honorable nobles, we must take those women under our protection. If there are objections, Iâm willing to resolve them through a duel with this so-called black-haired strategist. Even a coward, who knows only how to run away, still should be able to wield a sword.ă
Ooh, so thatâs the approach they are going to take? I was pretty sure they would attempt something like a robbery or a surprise attack, but they came with a duel instead, how archaic, wait, it is medieval here, so perhaps itâs normal? Well, there are indeed a few girls Tamed with a forbidden? A prohibited? Skill-san, but to call them slaves is a bit much? Like, I donât think there are that many enslaved girls chasing their master around while swinging morning stars?
ăOr rather, who? No need to answer, I donât plan on remembering you anyway? Well, if you are going to bet on that duel, Iâm totally on it, but what are you going to wager? Also, you need approval of at the very least 5 other nobles to make a forced duel happen, so what are you doing getting all excited all by yourself? First get an approval, then decide on the terms of the duel, and only then start kicking a fuss.ă
Well, if I can cull them here, then I might as well cull as many of them as I can. Itâs not like they are going to honestly obey the Royal Family, or stop doing nasty stuff in secret. Even if they get destroyed by the Royal Family once they actually do something, by the time that happens, there will be victims of that something already, and there is no telling how much damage will be done until their wrongdoings come to the light. So them taking a bait is actually convenient for me.
ăMy fellow honorable noblemen, I ask those of the virtuous heart, willing to save and shelter those ladies from this man, to give your approval for this duel. Naturally, itâs fine for those that provide their approval to join in on the wager as well. The time for our noble judgment has come.ă
ăMe too, 3,000,000 Ere from me.ă
ăFine, our House will join with 5,000,000 Ere.ă
ăYou have approval of our count house too, 4,000,000 Ere.ă
ăIâm on as wellâŠă
âŠ(Followed by many more)
They are laughing. Looks like since they can wager, they want to raise the stakes so much that the duel will become impossible. As expected, they arenât walking around with more than a few million Ere on hand, but if you pile up enough garbage it can become a mountain too, as the total sum has gone over 80,000,000 Ere already and keeps going up. The loophole in the noble duels is the wager system. If I donât have enough money to match their wager then itâs my loss by default, so my money would automatically be confiscated, and they will be free to openly take the girls away, hence, even the nobles that were still on the fence are jumping on the bet.
ăThen our House Kasgir will wager 10,000,000 Ere, for a total of 100,000,000 Ere. Now, accept the duel.ă
For starters, I signaled with my eyes to Dancing Girl-san and had Meripapa and the big shot from the Second Division restrained. The Royal Family cannot interfere with the decisions of the nobles, but since it seemed like he might act out anyway, I had the Playking tied up too. Convinced that no one could help me, the nobles rushed to join the bet all together.
ăIf you cannot produce 100,000,000 Ere then the bet is invalid. Your wealth shall be confiscated and we will also be taking the ladies into our custody. Guards, capture this man!ă
ăSure. 100,000,000 Ere? Or rather, a royal coin? Are you fine with just one? Wanna bet more?ă
ăăăăăâŠâŠâŠâŠHuh?ăăăăă
No, I mean, I couldnât find a single store where I could use a 100,000,000 coin! Yeah, I thought Iâd enjoy some rich man life, but turns out itâs a hated coin that not a single store or a stall would accept, so itâs just lying around?
ăIt, it is indeed a royal coin!ă
ăăăKuhâŠâŠăăă
No, you are the one who asked me to pull it out? Donât tell me that even these guys hate that coin? Just what were they thinking issuing such a detested coin⊠Ah, is it this worldâs version of 2,000 yet banknote? Yeah, makes sense it would be hated. I hate it too.
And while Iâm looking away wearily, he is observing my breathing⊠And then suddenly stabs at me, a sudden attack with a rapier. The sword is also smeared with poison, so he seems very keen on killing me. Continuing his surprise attack with a series of consecutive attacks he is closing the distance.
ăCowardice⊠(*mmph-mpnh*)ă
Just as Meripapa-san snapped and was about to jump in, he got tied up by Dancing Girl and has a handkerchief stuffed into his mouth, is it actually tasty?
Well, itâs indeed unusual to see a duel where one side launches a surprise attack on an unarmed opponent. But itâs merely a rapier with deadly poison. Compared to a heavy downpour of morning star blows and a typhoon of deadly swings that I have to live with on a daily basis, this much is cute. From his irregular technique and the focus on attacking the legs and waist area, the parts that are difficult to move or moving which will break your posture, this has to be a dueling fencing style meant for fighting people.
But this is nothing. Iâm different from the people of this world who canât handle more than a waltz, you know? Targeting legs? Thatâs great, but lukewarm common sense of this world canât be applied here. In the world where we lived the extreme limits of footwork were constantly pursued. Yeah, donât look down on DANCE REVO?
Things that were impossible in the original world, become possible in this one with skills and stats. Thatâs right, attempting to stab my legs, that can now do ăPARANOiA ïœHADESïœ CHALLENGE DOUBLEăwithout handrails, is way too naive. Go back and retry all the way from whack-a-mole.
Trying to stab me, who has become the True God of Footwork through graceful yet high-speed leg movement capable of passing a waterfall-like barrage coming at super speed of 300 BPM, and hitting 12 steps per seconds in SLOWDOWN is such a laughably absurd notion that laughing myself to death is a far greater risk at the moment.
A fencing technique of this level can be easily dealt with even through casual ground stomping, hm? Is this why Merimeri-san was practicing her stomping so much? Was this the noble societyâs version of DDR? Well, anyway, this ainât going to him me.
The Grand Marquis House has made their move, huh. Instigating other nobles, they brought things to a duel, and betting large sums of money raised the wager to, what they thought, was a sum impossible for him to accept, laughing, convinced of their victory, until the boy casually pulled out a royal coin of 100,000,000 Ere, petrifying them. Inexplicable, just what made them think that they will be able to beat in wealth someone whose fortune exceeds that of the entire Kingdom?
Even though it is plainly obvious what kind of enormous wealth a matchless Dungeon Slayers, who obtained artifacts of the Great Dungeon on top of various treasures from dungeon masters that he was killing one after another, would possess. That boyâs assets have long since surpassed the riches of the entire Kingdom, so itâs quite puzzling how they arrived to the idea that they might have enough just because some rich nobles contributed some of their gold
Then, he suddenly attacked. Throwing even semblance of duel etiquette he simply lunged at the unarmed boy, some duel that is. I was about to jump in and kill that guy with my bare hands, but got restrained by one of the maidens from among the boyâs comrades.
Well, this must mean that there is no need for interference. As the guy is desperately swinging and thrusting his sword, the boy is handling it with something that on one hand has too much rhythm and regularity to be called a footwork, and yet is too heterogeneous to be called a dance. There is no touching that. There is no way a sword can catch something moving in such unpredictable and incomprehensible way.
A unique fencing technique which has the user launching thrusting attacks from a bizarre and peculiar low stance. It must be specialized for dueling. In a match of two armorless swordsmen, having the opponent obstinately attack oneâs lower half from such a low stance, would leave one in no position for offense, as stepping forward would mean being slashed, which would result in being one-sidedly carved up. Such a style would be quite useless in real combat, but is enormously effective in a duel.
But it canât even scratch him. That is a style meant to corner and mince the opponent, but while the boy is moving his feet a lot, furiously stamping on the floor, he hasnât actually retreated even a single step from where he was initially standing. Even though the opponentâs fencing style is focused entirely around pushing the other party back and preventing them from attacking, he is reduced to a laughingstock, clumsily thrusting his sword, with his head wide open for an attack.
Completely exhausted by now, there is not even a shadow of that swiftness in his attacks that he displayed at the beginning. Crying, sobbing, and even dripping snot, he continues swinging his sword, but it canât graze even afterimages of those feet anymore. This fight is long since settled, but the boy continues performing complicated and mysterious dance steps, seemingly enjoying himself.
But that guy canât back down, if he cannot finish off the boy here, he will be treated as a rebel, who pulled out a sword in the Royal Palace, while also breaching duel etiquette. If he doesnât want to be executed, he has to kill the boy here, and get the nobles on his side.
However, the strange dance of countless stomps on the floor is growing faster, as the boy continues knocking the rhythm as if he is bouncing off the floor with each stomp. The rhythm hits one into the very body like a frenzied pounding of a drum. Itâs not something one can hope to imitate even with power obtained from leveling up. Then, the wild danceâs drumming of frenzied feet stomps suddenly stopped, to which everyone inadvertently almost started clapping, admiring the performance.
He is down. The boy, of course, still keeps going at it, full of energy. It actually looks pretty fun. But why is he starting another dance even though the duel just ended?
Now, the enormous wager is going to be seized by the boy, and the numerous nobles that approved the duel will be implicated as accomplices. They went for a reckless bet, blinded by their lust for the maidens, so they have no one to blame for their downfall. These are descendants of the people that once rose up to protect the people and support the King, the descendants of the ones who built up this country. But this is only a natural finale for those that forgot their purpose and had rotten to their core.
Everything came to an end as the boy simply answered the invitation and danced. With this, the nobles that attacked the honored guests and those that supported them lost their last way out through legality too. Since he was unable to kill him in a duel their rank is as good as gone. Not to mention, since he didnât follow the proper formalities of the duel, he will be given a verdict without a chance to defend himself.
By simply dancing, the boy stomped the corrupt nobles into dust.
The boy, who obtained two royal coins of which only a few dozen is said to exist in the entire Kingdom, is gazing at them with a very annoyed expression. With this he is also going to receive a vast fortune from the confiscated assets of the nobles. Certainly, it only makes sense that he has no need for rewards, since even treasures of the Royal Family canât rival the boyâs earnings. He earned a royal coin with just the ball and the play. An actor with 100,000,000 Ere performance fee is too much for the Kingdom.
Arrested nobles are being marched off. With their use of Mind attacks during the duel exposed and added to confessions of caught servants, revealing their use of poisons and debuffs since a while ago there is more than enough to charge them with, making them unable to escape legally, or physically, as they are being captured one after another when attempting to do so. They are shouting, trying to put the blame on the boy, but he merely came here to dance. He havenât even pulled out a blade, so what blame can be put on him. He has no blame, but he seems to have complaints?
ăProfiting like a rich man, I somehow got another 2,000 yet banknote for ripping them off, an unusable currency is just a currency, or rather, since it canât be used, it basically abandoned itâs duty as a currency, so itâs just as pointless as a certain Blindfolding Pres-san, and now I have twice that, so make it double! Look, look, if I rub them together, there are now three of them~, and there is nothing fun about it!ă
And this is the end of illustrious noble families. As they ruined their long legacy, their house names are going to vanish into obscurity too.
On top of being plundered for 100,000,000 Ere, the nobles also had their assets confiscated, since they dared to demand the maidens, so the only thing awaiting them now is fading into nothing, as their ranks are as good as forfeit too. Mere invitation to the ball and a dance from him played all of the nobles to their ruin.
With this, the nobility has lost their power, and the country is going to transform under the leadership of the Royal Family, while confiscated assets will replenish the emptied national treasury.
ăMellotosam, am I dreaming? All of the Royal Familyâs woes were resolved by a dance. What is going on here?ă
I ask my friend, who is lying tied up next to me. It doesnât seem like there is anyone else who would provide me with the answer.
ăThatâs why I notified you from the Frontier -ăNo idea what happened, but it got resolvedă, it canât be comprehended, so that leaves you with no idea of what happened.ă
That letter of his was truly incomprehensible, but looks like it actually was an accurate account of events. Since it cannot be comprehended, there is nothing wrong about the notification also becoming cryptic.
Terrysel, who is also bound up next to us, is laughing with delight. That straight-laced stone-faced Terrysel is laughing out loud, as if he is watching the funniest spectacle.
ăThey were fooled like idiots by that theater play, created for the sake of this ball.
Itâs impossible for the likes of me to even guess how close to the scenario it went, but turns out, the finale of that long long performance, that continues from that play, which is so popular in the Capital right now, was a comedy.
The nobles mustâve assumed that the black-haired clown would be easy to handle after seeing that, and thus decided to target him.
Without even knowing that all of it, be it that play, or this stage, were both scenarios written by that very clown. They arrived at the dance party, without even realizing that they were going to dance in the palm of that clownâs handâŠ
All of that was just a comedy about foolish clowns challenging a jester, capable of slaying dungeon masters, and destroying themselves.
The Capital was fooled and made to laugh through the scenario written by that very foolish clown that they were laughing at on the stage.ă
The one who everyone was pointing their fingers at and laughing turned out to be a trickster. Not a fool to be laughed at, but a jester (trickster) who makes others laugh. Although everyone was dancing in his palm, I am also quite a clown to invite that jester to the ball. After all, I am also one of those who was captivated and fooled by that performance. Even though I was supposed to be among the audience for that play, I too ended up being played.
Wicked schemes of crafty and treacherous nobles, who lived all their lives in the nobleâs paradise of intrigues and conspiracies, werenât enough to get the dark-eyed strategist. There was no way for them to win, since they were already caught up in his scheme before they couldnât make one of their own.
And by the time they noticed the trick of the jester (swindler), it was all over. Now, I wonder if there will be a curtain call?