The Sub-Heroine’s Butler Is a Vicious Bastard - Chapter 110



110. Revenge (1)

Senior class at Savior Academy.

Due to a lack of personnel, there was a large-scale reorganization of the class, and Arlot entered the advanced class.

Unfortunately, Evan remained in the intermediate class, so Arlott was the only one to advance to the advanced class.

“Mr. Arlot, hello.”

“Oh, hello.”

An upper-level classroom with only about 8 people.

Someone gently greets Arlot, who is sitting in the back of the classroom in a wheelchair.

He was an elf archer with impressive blonde hair and long ears.

‘There are a lot of elves in the upper level class… ‘

What surprised her the most after entering the advanced class was that there were many elves.

There were only one or two elves in the lower class, but about half of the upper class were made up.

Arlot, who had been through everything from the lower level to the intermediate level to the upper level, could read a strange trend.

There is some reason why the proportion of elves increases significantly the higher you go.

“Oh my, Mr. Arlot. How are you?”

“…Mr. Bion.”

A girl with a drill head who went to school with her followers

She greeted her Arlot warmly, covering her own mouth her with her her fan her her, but

Arlot couldn’t smile when he saw Bion.

‘I knew he wasn’t a good person… ‘

Since she entered the advanced class alone, she had to join a new party

With her schmitz gone and the condition of her legs worsening, there was no friendly party to take her in, as she was now unable to walk properly.

In the midst of all this turmoil, it was none other than Mitheke Bion who reached out to her.

-I made a mistake at social church. I’m really sorry. I heard it’s hard to find a party, but since you’re in an advanced class, would you like to come to my party? I want to clear up my mistakes from back then.

Although Arlott had some reluctance in her heart, she had no choice but to head to Bion’s party.

The princess of the elf kingdom who accepted her with kind and kind words.

It’s already been almost a year since the social club incident, so Bion could have changed at the academy.

Arlot’s guess was only half correct.

Bion changed, but to be precise, she changed in a ‘bad’ way.

“Mr. Arlot, can I try using the wheelchair just once? I’ve been curious about this for a long time. I’ve never seen it… “Hoho.”

“I think that would be a bit troublesome… “It’s difficult for me to get around without a wheelchair.”

“Yes? I can’t hear you clearly. Could you say it again?”

“…”

Bion said as he approached her desk.

The followers who had already arrived around her surrounded Arlot and put pressure on her.

Arlot watched them and eventually got up from the wheelchair.

‘As long as it’s not in the North… ‘ ‘

Even though she didn’t have Schmitz, Arlott wasn’t stupid enough to put up with this outrage.

However, after Eral de Lochni, the Grand Duke of the North, fell into a coma during an unreasonable battle,

It was none other than the elf kingdom that reached out to Arlot, whose training as a successor had not yet been completed.

Even though Waltz Sebas, the chamberlain, handles most of the work, the reason the Northern Grand Duke was able to hold firm was thanks to the Northern Grand Duke, who is called ‘the best man in the world.’

Due to his absence, the northern economy and public sentiment declined sharply, and money was needed to turn it around.

Ironically, the elf kingdom that they hated so much had an abundance of money.

-…Make sure you receive aid from the Elven Kingdom.

– Lady, please think again. No matter how much money you have and how much you need it, isn’t this the case? What would the Grand Duke of the North think…

-What would Sebas do? Northern residents leaving every day, front lines being pushed back, war support funds falling…

As a result of a war of words with Sebas through the communication port, it was eventually decided to accept aid from the Elven Kingdom.

Thanks to this, the situation did not improve and the direction was changed to maintain the status quo…

Sebas complained every day that the Elven Kingdom interfered with the management of the territory.

As Arlot received support from the elf kingdom, he could not treat his princess Bion carelessly.

“Ahaha, this is really fun, isn’t it? “I thought it was just a rolling chair.”

“I know, right. I’m so jealous of Princess Arlott who rides this every day!”

“Oh my, Charles. “What kind of speech habit is that?”

“It’s a joke, right? “Aren’t you offended, princess?”

The followers rode around in Arlott’s wheelchair and played around.

The sound of laughter slowly eroded Arlot’s heart.

Because they occupied all the chairs around her, Arlot had to stand for a long time.

‘This humiliation is nothing.’

For a moment, she almost burst into tears, but Arlot gritted her teeth and held them back.

The reason why she was able to endure the malicious words and insults of others for the first time in her life.

At the end of those reasons was none other than her butler her her her her Waltz Schmitz.

I think about the path Schmitz has walked so far.

The work that she began at a young age, the past days when she silently cared for herself when she was sick and hysterical, and the miracle of healing herself after enduring various trials that were too much for even adults.

The story of her man, who walked into her thorny path without hesitation but smiled and said it was no big deal.

Arlot knew the man, and she believed that he would return soon, so she just endured it.

Compared to the hardships and trials he must have gone through, this is just a tickle.

As she thought that, she squeezed the letter in her pocket.

‘I will fulfill my responsibilities as a princess, Schmitz… Please come back quickly.’

What made Arlot difficult was not the girls ‘bullying, but Schmitz’s absence

* * *

Meanwhile, in the harsh snowy mountains of the North…

“…”

A woman wearing oriental armor and a sword sheathed at her waist.

On a snow-covered mountain, a woman was leaning against a tree and chewing combat rations.

Perhaps because she was frozen, she unconsciously looked around while barely chewing food that was as hard as a brick.

Blood, blood, blood, and blood.

Dark red sticky liquid was scattered here and there on the pure white snow field,

It was also found on the body of Torino Koyono, a woman who was resting against a tree.

Behind the pool of blood, there was a mountain of creepy-looking corpses of monsters.

“…”

Despite the terrible devastation, she took a bite of her battle ration without any hesitation.

The empty eyes she were empty, as if there was nothing contained

Her mouth was already gaping, as if it had not been used for anything else than eating and drinking.

After losing her Schmitz, she returned to being a ‘silent soger’.

‘Lord Schmitz… ‘

I came to the front with the sole intention of finding Schmitz.

She avoided their sticky gaze and hunted monsters and demons alone, taking only her battle rations,

The number of people who defeated them was not counted after it exceeded 1000.

There were many times when she was exhausted from rushing around day and night, but her sword never rested.

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At the front line where I came with the intention of looking for Schmitz, I saw a swarm of monsters reminiscent of the sea.

What’s left of her now is not her clear purpose of finding Schmitz, but her vengeful desire to kill the guys who kidnapped him.

‘Still, the attacks of monsters are slow these days.’

It’s already been over a month since I visited the front line.

Koyono could feel it as he cut down the monsters like a half-crazed murderer.

The fact that the attacks of monsters and demons have weakened a lot recently.

Koyono looked at the huge Demon Castle standing strong in the distance.

The sky of the Demon Castle seen from the top of the snowy mountain was unpleasantly dark red, and the distance was so far that I wanted to give up.

There seemed to be tens of thousands of monsters writhing like a haze in the snow-covered forest in front of the Demon King’s Castle.

‘Even if I die while going, even if it takes a few years, I will definitely go.’

Some people might give up when they see the Demon King’s castle and the endless Demon King army spread out in front of it.

On the contrary, seeing it rekindled her dying fighting spirit.

It was because she remembered what the person she admired said once.

-… What if she couldn’t protect her Her precious people Her Her… What are you going to do?

-… You have to protect the things that person wanted to protect.

Koyono could not protect Schmitz.

Then he had to protect what he wanted to protect.

However, she interpreted Schmitz’s words differently.

‘Whoever wants to protect will definitely protect. Even if it means dying’

Although it was impossible to know whether Schmitz was alive or dead, there was a way to confirm.

All you have to do is invade the Demon King’s Castle, kill everyone yourself, and bring Schmitz back.

At least she will not stop her advance her toward the Demon King’s castle until the moment she ends her life her castle.

Yes, if Schmitz remains trapped in the Demon King’s Castle.

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“!”

The nearby bushes rustled and were artificially shaken.

Since the wind wasn’t blowing, the only creatures that would do something like that in this place where monsters come out when they’re bored are monsters or demons.

Koyono put the battle rations in his bosom and pulled out his sword from its scabbard.

“It’s been a year since I went back… Huh?”

“…!”

Koyono’s eyes widened as she gained momentum.

Because the voice he thought he would never hear again came vividly from before him.

When she saw his figure emerging from the bushes, her frozen heart began to beat again.