After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 327 - 71: On Foreign Affairs, On External Matters

Chapter 327: Chapter 71: On Foreign Affairs, On External Matters

Frantisek Bruh

This was the uncle of Senata. From the day he tried to steal the tablet and was caught by Mr. Lime, only to be shot down by Yila during his escape attempt, he had been imprisoned in the Half-plane Prison.

During this time, other than Senata coming to visit, there were no other visitors.

But today...

"Young Bruhe of the Bruhe Family, you may come out... Blood!"

The one who spoke so simply was a man standing in front of Frantisek Bruh’s cell door, a man with long white hair draping over his shoulders and crimson eyes, dressed in a luxurious tailcoat.

Though he stood there so casually, the Black Knights responsible for guarding the prison did not react at all, as if they couldn’t see him.

Without a doubt, he was the only exception in the Blood Realm.

"Lord Kayin."

Frantisek Bruh said this, attracting the Black Knights’ attention. He watched a stream of blood trickle from Kayin’s wrist, transforming into a light, ribbon-like Blood Blade.

"Swish swish swish swish~"

After swiftly circling the outlier Kayin, the red Blood Ribbon turned into a crimson storm, shredding all the Black Knights who were paying attention into pieces of shattered armor.

The flames of their souls were mercilessly slaughtered into fragments, dissipating into the air.

The cell door of Frantisek Bruh was also destroyed, along with the Forbidden Magic Stone shackles tightly nailed to his hands. He rubbed his hands and pulled out the Forbidden Magic Stone. _{freew\e bnovel.com}

After a moment of bleeding, the wound slowly healed.

"Let’s go. The outlier who wants to kill Yila Elkaras has arrived. You can take advantage of the chaos to kill that succubus named Hilena. I will be watching the show not far away."

Kayin, the outlier of the Blood Clan, said this with a light laugh. He turned his head and walked a few steps... but he quickly noticed that Frantisek Bruh had not followed.

"Lord Kayin, I don’t want to go."

"..."

It took real courage to speak to an outlier like that.

But Kayin wasn’t angry; instead, he found it interesting. He smiled and sat cross-legged in front of the cell, facing Frantisek, and curiously asked, "Why? Don’t you hate the Demon King Territory?"

Frantisek thought about this question, recalling his conversation with Yila that day...

"I don’t hate Satan Ye, nor do I resent the Demon King Territory. I just think... she’s not fit to be a Demon King."

Frantisek said, his eyes flickering with thought. He added, "However, I think Hilena is very suitable, and Yila too... they are both very suited to be the Demon King."

Kayin, the outlier, had enough time to listen and was sufficiently bored to entertain the young man’s opinion. He smiled, nodded, and encouraged him to continue.

"Satan Ye is weak, both in power and in her vision for the future... Anyone can be a Demon King, but not Satan Ye. At least the past Satan Ye had no qualifications to be a Demon King."

Frantisek said, looking at the thoughtful Kayin. He said quietly, "I greatly admire Hilena, so I don’t want to harm her... Lord Kayin, I was once a part of the Demon King Territory too."

Interestingly, Yila’s judgment about him wasn’t wrong. Frantisek was merely justifying his betrayal, deceiving himself out of ambition... but this self-deception had ripened perfectly.

How should one evaluate a self-deceiving Frantisek?...

At least Kayin did not wish to evaluate him.

"Then you should go and attack Satan Ye."

Kayin said nonchalantly.

"..."

"..."

"Lord Kayin..."

Frantisek said, feeling he might be overstepping, but he pressed on, sitting among the ruins of the iron bars. "I want to try, try to give Lord Satan Ye enough time to witness her growth... and then apologize."

He was a troublesome fellow, but somewhat interesting.

Kayin thought this, scratching at his snow-white temple. He nodded and responded, "That could work, though you’ll need to explain the current situation yourself... I’ll have to find someone else to obtain that succubus’s blood."

With that, Kayin left the Half-plane Prison.

Frantisek was left alone, contemplating the wall.

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"Wenresa, it seems that the others truly won’t intervene... Only when Raphael actually kills Yila will they deem that Raphael violated the rules."

The human woman said this as she followed Wenresa, flying towards Raphael to intercept, and added, "This is just an excuse, right? They simply don’t want to take action."

Wenresa Iluvita glanced at the unusually astute human woman, nodded, and said, "Of course, they are different from us. For them... the interaction between the audience and the stage is also an interesting point."

If one were to describe it metaphorically...

Many people enjoy the elements of "neta" and "breaking the fourth wall" in movies. These elements are a significant source of entertainment... but Wenresa did not like them.

In this regard, Wenresa seemed rather old-fashioned.

"I’m somewhat similar..."

The human woman said softly. Looking at Wenresa, she patted her shoulder reassuringly and said, "Don’t worry, you’re my good friend. I’ll certainly consider your feelings."

Such assurances only felt laughable.

Still, thanks.

"Prepare for the enemy."

Wenresa said, having already seen the four outliers quickly approaching. She rapidly halted in mid-air, her iridescent eyes summoning and condensing Mana.

"Iluvita Magic Series·Source Dark Burning."

With a brief incantation, the Mana transformed into dense dark shadows, firing like mounted machine guns towards Raphael and the three Demon Gods. The shadows struck the ground or their bodies, exploding into pillars of black flame piercing the sky.

However, the human woman did not react in time, failing to stop like Wenresa. She flew uncontrollably some distance, complaining as she flipped through the air, pressing her wizard hat down, "Really, give me a heads up next time..."

Even so, the human woman quickly adopted a serious mode, the glow of Mana instantly gathering behind her into complex, gigantic runes... evidence of her status as an outlier.

The human woman extended her arms, assuming a pose to embrace the world. The lines of Mana seemed to orbit around her like planets surrounding a star, leaving the trail of meteors in their wake...

"Primordial Technique·Galaxy Opening!"

The wizard hat was blown high into the sky by the wind, illuminated in the boundless starry night... even though it was supposed to be a snowy morning.