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CHAPTER 33: UNILATERALLY ANNIHILATE THE CLAN AND FOLLOWERS OF THE CORRUPT NOBLE WITH A STEALTH GODDESS DRONE AIRSTRIKE!
On that day, Carnage, the son of the Border Count, was traveling by carriage from the royal capital to visit his father, Count Scrooge. Seated next to him was his childhood friend and sworn future retainer, Halena. Today, they had come to seek Scrooge's permission for their marriage.
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"Carnage-sama, are you truly sure about this? A person of low status like me meeting your father..."
"My father values ability over social standing. He'll recognize our marriage too, I'm sure."
"It's true that you rescued me from the squalid uprising of the hill dwarves that took my home and parents, and you adopted me, Carnage-sama. But as the daughter of a merchant and someone with royal blood..."
"That's true. I've been working on securing a knighthood for your late father from the royal family. It would be a one-time recognition, but if you, as the daughter of a Knight, are recognized as well, some of the issues might be overlooked."
"Carnage-sama?! Is that the truth...? Ah, to think that after Count Scrooge saved me from the precarious situation of becoming a slave to those filthy subhumans, you would shower me with such deep affection, Carnage-sama... Halena is so... happy... eek!"
With a clatter, the carriage came to a stop. Carnage pulled the stumbled Halena close to him.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes. I-I'm embarrassed..."
"I'll go check on the horses for a moment. Wait here, okay?"
The carriage was not being pulled by horses. It was being pulled by a Halfling, a person with a small stature, swift feet, sturdy body – commonly referred to as a wandering Halfling.
Out of the three Halflings, one had collapsed from exhaustion. Carnage clicked his tongue and approached the fallen Halfling, kicking their abdomen. While kicking, he shouted,
"What the hell are you doing, you slacker?! Move it! You guys will slack off the moment you're left alone. Wake up early in the morning, work throughout the day, prepare for tomorrow when night falls. Why can't you do such basic things? You look similar to humans, so why don't you understand these simple facts? Damn it, you were probably wasting your time on pointless gambling until late at night, weren't you? You might have been useful in the city, but you're only fit for tasks worse than animals! You're trash! You're nothing more than garbage!"
"Young master, that's enough."
As Carnage continued to kick the Halfling's abdomen, an elderly man placed his hand on Carnage's shoulder.
"It costs money to maintain these subhumans. As someone involved in managing the territory, isn't it unwise to recklessly squander your personal funds? And this carriage, it has a distinctly royal capital style. Excessive extravagance isn't advisable, is it?"
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"Gramps... I-I understand. I'll do as you say, Gramps."
"As long as you understand. The ways of the capital are the ways of the capital. The ways of the Border Count's domain are the ways of the Border Count's domain. Let's be flexible about this."
The elderly man used his waist sword to cut the collars of the Halflings. Then, he blew a whistle, and a sturdy horse appeared and positioned itself in front of the carriage.
The Halflings hurriedly fled from the horses and lined up by the side of the road.
"Ah, perfect timing, you subhumans. Line up in a row just like that. As the head of the Roadster family, who serves the Scrooge Roadster and Carnage Roadster, I, the steward, grant you time off. Go back to the city slums or opium dens, wherever you please."
"W-Wait, please. This one has had a fever since yesterday and isn't feeling well…"
"Being thrown out like this, and what are we supposed to do... at the very least..."
"Oh my, it seems I've done something wrong. You're right in what you say. Truly, it appears I lost my way. You lot never learn, never train. You're just weak, worthless beggars always seeking. You're nothing more than garbage."
Drawing his waist sword and swinging it towards the lined-up necks, his single strike slid straight into the gap between their cervical vertebrae, instantly severing them all. A masterful technique of sliding the blade into the gap of the Halflings' cervical vertebrae, their heights subtly varied. In just a flash, he twisted his wrist at least three times, cleanly cutting through them.
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Then, with hearts unaware of their master's death, their hearts forcefully pumped blood from their carotid arteries, shooting their heads upward like fountains before they fell by the roadside.
"My apologies for the unsightly scene."
"No, when you think about it, even having subhumans in the capital is distasteful. It's fine. It would be a waste to pay money to Halflings who can't even run, right? We pay extravagantly for the sake of enjoyment in indulgence, not because we're paying for emptiness."
"You are correct. I will now prepare the carriage. Please wait a moment."
Saying so, the old man began to harness the lined-up horses. Being a swordsman and a monster tamer, he was well accustomed to it.
"How splendid! Even subhumans can have such a beautiful way to die!"
"Isn't it? Gramps was a rival to my father in swordsmanship since he was young. I didn't have talent like those two, though..."
"Carnage-sama, you possess business acumen. That's a splendid weapon too! You're practically taking all the small change the subhumans have through the opium den's management, aren't you? Them having money is the mistake!"
"Well... even those poor excuses for beings have the right to dream. I want to expand the store steadily and eventually create a business on a large scale like my father's."
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"I'll do my best to help, Carnage-sama!"
"Thank you... I love you, Halena."
"Oh my!"
"We're ready now. Shall we go, both of you?"
As the old man raised his left hand, a Wyvern descended as if it had been waiting, immediately starting to devour the Halfling corpses. In the meantime, the old man mounted the driver's seat and, accompanied by the Wyvern, began to drive the carriage. After passing through the forest, the three of them saw their nostalgic homeland spread out before them.
Neatly arranged townscapes, the outskirts of the Border Count's residence situated a bit away. A white castle with triangular roofs lined up side by side. The white-painted castle walls, a privilege reserved only for prestigious families with connections to the royal family, boasted a beauty befitting its nickname, "Northern Mini Capital." Despite being in the heart of the town, it was also a fortress surrounded by many moats and regular military garrisons. Its appearance was so captivating that tourists from other regions came to see it.
"Oh, my beloved homeland!"
In the next moment, just after Carnage shouted, a reddish-black flame crushed the tallest tower of the castle with a deafening roar.
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"I'll leave the process of detonation to you, but why did you destroy the tallest tower?"
"It's rational, you know? Symbolic and the rubble will destroy the castle itself, right? Also, they seemed to have lit fires even during the daytime, so I thought the nitroglycerin might explode easily."
Viewing through the goddess's eyes, Souta layed down inside the equipment shed. He hadn't informed anyone in the village about today's plan. He simply mentioned not feeling well and confined himself in the room.
It's not much different from modern warfare, using drones for aerial bombing.
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"Even if members of 'Crystal Night' are present, don't hold back. Just rain down nitroglycerin on top of the heads of those who gather to protect the Border Count and the territory."
"But won't they be drawn into the conflict? Won't that be a loss for us if their forces are weakened?"
"Even if 'Crystal Night' remains unscathed, they might come under suspicion. Besides, we're in a fight now. There's no reason to get too friendly, and the risk of bombing failure due to leaked information is scary."
"What about Nu-chan? What if Nu-chan's there?"
Wyrms were gathering around the goddess, one after another. However, not a single one seemed to notice her. She flied through the gaps between the Wyrms.
"Don't worry about it, go ahead. If someone listened to all that and chose to stay in the castle, that means they're prepared to die. Besides, I didn't show mercy to him. I'm just acknowledging his skills and placing a bet on them."
"It's a shame, though. She's a cute girl."
"To treat her like a child and try to save her would be an insult to her. Even if she's inside this castle, she'll escape and survive. She's capable of that. When I was a teacher, I've seen that kind of determination in kids' eyes countless times. It's the look of kids who will definitely succeed."
"Well, I don't really know, but for now, let's just wipe them all out."
The goddess threw the small bag of nitroglycerin entrusted to her by Souta toward the central courtyard.
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There was a sharp-eyed archer. They seemed to appear suddenly in midair.
Is this archer involved in the current events?
Thinking this, Souta instinctively shot through the bag.
"Ah!"
The castle wasn't destroyed. Instead, the nitroglycerin that ignited upon impact created an explosion of flames and black smoke that enveloped the central courtyard. It didn't blow up anything in its path. Evacuation within the castle was already complete, but the elven taxidermy being carried out in the courtyard was ruined. The roaring flames licked at the prided sharp eyes of the archer, giving them intense pain and an eternity of darkness.
Flames soared. Columns of red and black flames soared. The once polished white castle walls turned blackened and shattered. Shards flew, obstructing the path of those inside the castle, while the blazing fire robbed the air of essential oxygen for life.
The Wyrms that were supposed to defend the castle were now in agony, struggling to stay airborne as they breathed in the smoke. Bound by the enchantment of the monster tamer, they couldn't distance themselves from the castle and were unable to escape. Imminently, they would be pulverized by the next explosion.
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