I Became the Youngest Prince in the Novel

149 - The Shaking Seal (2)

TL/Editor: raei

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"Ah!"

Renet dodged the attack of the charging monster with a scream and immediately swung her weapon.

Crack!

The monster stopped moving as its important point was burst open by the strike.

Screech!

Because countless monsters, identical to the one she just dealt with, were charging towards her.

"Damn it! There's no end to this!"

Renet cursed as she looked at the wave of monsters.

The reason she was in this situation goes back a bit in time.

In the center of the village, a serpent-tongue-shaped relic suddenly appeared, transforming all the villagers into monsters.

By chance, a woman with red eyes caused the relic to burst into red light again, and Renet had to take the full brunt of this light without any time to prepare.

'But, I didn't turn into a monster like the people before.'

Instead, everyone there, including her, was transported to a strange space called the 'Blood Realm'.

The Blood Realm was like a sub-world of the world Renet lived in, inhabited by a race called the Blood Nobility.

The Blood Nobility were currently at war with monsters known as 'Blood Fiends', and Renet was caught up in this war.

Of course, there was no need to say that the Blood Fiends she was facing were the same entities that appeared in the village of Hoire.

"Why the hell do I have to be involved in a war in a different world that has nothing to do with me...!"

After narrowly dodging the attacks of the newly charging monsters, Renet burst out in frustration.

She wanted to return to her original world right now, but the problem was that she needed to win the war against these Blood Fiends first.

Because the relic that could open the 'passage' existed in the deepest part of the Blood Fiends' territory.

"The only good thing is that we have the advantage."

Muttering to herself, Renet looked at the woman with red eyes who was literally dominating the battlefield a short distance away.

"Kyahaha!"

With a terrifying laugh, she wiped out hundreds of Blood Fiends in an instant.

Her appearance was utterly horrifying to behold.

Moreover, the endless ranks of evil hands summoned around such a woman, encroaching on the surroundings, were chilling beyond overwhelming.

When I first saw that scene, I was so shocked I couldn't close my mouth.

'It's clear she's a powerful figure on the level of the 'Seven Heavens'... It's amazing how she hasn't been known to the world until now.'

A woman named 'Liushina,' known only for ruling over blood magicians, her identity otherwise a mystery.

"Anyway, it's an ironic situation."

I ended up in this situation because of that woman, but conversely, it seemed like she could lead us to victory in this war.

'It looks like the tide of the war is finally turning in our favor...'

Just as Renet was about to turn her head back to the battlefield,

"Look, there!"

The blood nobility fighting alongside us, their red skin similar to humans, suddenly pointed towards the center of the Blood Fiend's camp with wide eyes.

Boom!

Something began to rise endlessly towards the sky from the exact spot they pointed at.

It was a dragon.

A giant dragon made entirely of Blood Fiends.

As that blood dragon roared over the battlefield, a massive force burst forth, starting to crush the entire camp of the blood nobility.

"Ah..."

Thud.

Just that was enough for the blood nobility to lose their will to fight, either staring blankly at the blood dragon or sitting down on the spot.

The presence emanating from the blood dragon was so overwhelming it was beyond imagination.

"Crazy!"

Renet's eyes also filled with despair at the sight.

She had not anticipated that such a being would suddenly appear when they were close to seizing victory.

"How are we supposed to fight that..."

Extraordinary.

That was the first word that came to her mind upon seeing the blood dragon.

Would the monsters of ancient myths look like this?

The thought of opposing it didn't even happen to her.

The only thought was to escape from the blood dragon's sight as quickly as possible.

That's when Renet, with urgent eyes, started looking around.

"…Huh?"

She saw Liushina, instead walking towards the blood dragon.

Had she gone mad?

Even if that witch had the power of the heavens, facing this entity alone seemed impossible.

Then why was she approaching that monster?

As Renet's eyes filled with doubt,

"Yeah, it has been too easy so far."

Liushina, walking towards the blood dragon, had a bright smile as if genuinely pleased.

"I wonder how much valor you possess?"

With those expectant murmurs, the witch slowly extended a hand towards the red dragon.

As Liushina's hand perfectly stretched out, Crackle!

Tens of thousands of evil hands gathered in front of her, beginning to form something gigantic.

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In the depths of the Hall of Light, there's a small conference room.

About ten people with stern expressions were sitting there.

Each one of them held immense authority and influence within the Order of Light.

And,

"Has everyone arrived?"

In the middle of those people was Zion.

After having a dispute with the bishops a little while ago, Zion immediately summoned all the top officials in charge of managing the seal to this place.

The process was not difficult.

A mere mention that the descended god of light had spoken about it was enough.

Moreover, it was easier because Zion was already known as the chosen of light.

"Let's begin, then."

Was it as if they were waiting for those words from Zion?

"I am Paulo, a First-Class Paladin. Did the light really say that the seal is in danger?"

A middle-aged man with a square jaw and a stern look asked Zion with a doubtful expression.

He was in a position controlling all the paladins managing the seal.

"It's not just in danger; it's on the verge of being undone."

Zion answered calmly, looking at Paulo with serene eyes.

"Then, we should first send someone to check..."

"No, there's no time for that. We need to form squads for each sealed area right now."

"But we can't mobilize that many troops in an uncertain situation. Moreover, due to the missing participants in the Saintess competition, we even have fewer troops available."

To Zion's words, an elderly man with a kind face sitting next to Paulo spoke up.

It was Rosary, the special bishop in charge of all the priests sent to the sealed areas.

"The murder of participants and the unsealing of the fallen angel. Both are the devil's doing. The difference is that the murder of participants is merely a diversion.

So, mobilizing troops there would yield nothing. It's something you can understand with a bit of thought."

With those words, Zion glanced at Olivia sitting in a corner.

She was also called to this place for testimony on the assault on Saintess competition participants and to prepare for any unforeseen variables.

'Huh... What exactly.'

Staring back at Zion with a blank expression, Olivia murmured to herself internally.

I was beyond being surprised now.

Just a moment ago, I was being escorted away by a bishop, and now, here I was, summoning the highest officials of the order for an emergency meeting.

Moreover, why the hell was I sitting in the seat of honor, even above Archbishop Verdio?

Truly, his identity and actions were utterly unpredictable.

Then,

"Is that true?"

Paulo, who had been silent for a moment, looked at Zion with a cold voice emerging.

"What do you mean?"

"To be honest, I cannot trust your words. No, I cannot trust the person called Zion Harness at all."

There was a reason he said this.

"Just now, I investigated the Harness family and found out that no such family exists in the capital. Meaning, the name Zion Harness is an alias."

At Paulo's words, the atmosphere in the meeting room became slightly chaotic.

"No matter if you're called by the light, we can't blindly trust someone whose identity is unclear. Moreover..."

Paulo hesitated for a moment, then continued.

"I find it hard to believe that the light called upon you and showed itself to you."

"Paulo, what the hell are you talking about!"

Archbishop Verdio exploded in anger before he even finished speaking.

What Paulo had just said was tantamount to doubting Verdio himself, who manages all matters related to divine revelations.

"Paulo, that seems a bit too harsh. Correct yourself and apologize."

Rosary, sitting next to him with an anxious look, whispered to him, but Paulo continued without correcting himself.

"The light descended, I heard. Then, excluding this man, was there anyone present who received the light?"

Silence fell upon the room.

"None. That means there's no one to prove it. So, there's no reason to blindly believe that the light spoke of the seal when its descent isn't even confirmed."

Additionally, Paulo had received regular reports from all the paladins guarding the seals yesterday, stating that everything was normal.

If this man named Zion's words were true, it would mean all his subordinates had given false reports.

Logically, that was not just implausible; it was impossible.

This allowed Paulo to speak with even more conviction.

"Still, it's true that Zion was chosen by the light, and there's some logic to his words, so let's calm down and verify further..."

Before Rosary could finish his attempt to mediate the situation,

"Indeed. I guess I wouldn't believe it myself."

Zion said with a slight smile, standing up from his seat.

"People are doubting me, a stranger whose origins they don't even know, as I suddenly talk about the seal being in danger and start giving orders."

Zion scanned the room, noticing the dubious looks directed at him.

It was almost as if time was running out, but Zion's expression remained calm.

He had anticipated this situation from the start.

Of course, Zion also knew the simplest way to resolve this situation.

'Future knowledge and tracking magic.'

Using these to prove that there were demons among them connected to the two incidents would suffice.

Step by step.

Though he had used this method several times before, there was no reason to try something else.

It was the most efficient and direct path; there was no need to take a detour.

'This number should be manageable enough.'

With that thought, Zion, now standing in the center of the meeting room, spoke up.

"Then, it would be right to provide proof so you can believe."

"...Zion?"

Verdio's voice, filled with confusion, trailed off as Zion continued.

"The reason you haven't noticed the seal is on the verge of breaking is simple. From the lowest ranks managing the seal to the very top, you're all in cahoots."

Zion's gaze turned towards the highest officials managing the seal.

"What are you saying now...! Are you suggesting we betrayed the order and intentionally hid that the seal was undone?"

As Paulo rose from his seat, bursting with anger towards Zion,

"No, it's not betrayal."

Slowly, Zion's eyes and mouth began to curve.

'Could it be...!'

At that moment, as Olivia remembered what happened on the magic train, her eyes widened in shock.

"It's the right action for you guys."

With a chillingly cold voice, crack!

Zion's summoned lance, pierced through the head of Rosary, who was standing next to Paulo.

Before the people in the meeting room could fully grasp the situation and react, Zion's lance swung again, exploding the heads of the high-ranking officials responsible for the seal, except for Paulo.

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