I Became a Level -99 Vicious Lord

Chapter 115:

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The sword that Kairos wielded against Beatrice was imbued with the will to avenge the past, to sever the ties that bind, and to correct the wrongs of the past, however late.

As such, the blade was fierce.

*Squelch!*

The sword sliced through Beatrices waist.

*Thud!*

Beatrice collapsed in two.

Grrrrrrrrr!!!

The half-decapitated Beatrice growled at Kairos.

Kai ros Y ou to me

..

My Majesty wo nt leav e yo u alone you re ju st a mer cen.. ary

Beatrice has finally shown her true colors.

It was clear what this evil woman had thought of Kairos even back then.

Ugh

As Beatrice, with a fierce expression, began to cast a dark spell, Otto gritted his teeth and prepared to take action.

*Snap!*

Then Kairos raised his arm to stop him.

What is it?

Ill do it.

Huh?

With that, Kairos handed Otto back his sword and drew his own mace.

Kai.. ros I m go ing to k ill yo u.

You damned bitch.

..!

If youre dead, you should have died nicely, but how dare you tarnish my memories?

Next moment.

*Whack!*

Kairos swung his mace and sliced through Beatrices back.

Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Beatrice let out an eerie scream.

How dare you screw with that Argonne bastard and make fun of me?

*Smash!*

Kyaaaaaaaaah!

*Bam!*

Kyaaaaaak!

*Thump!*

Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Kairos unceremoniously swung his mace, and pulverized Beatrice.

The sight was horrifying, like a hunk of rotting meat being chopped up.

You should be grateful for me, bitch.

Keeeeeeeek

Its better for you to die at my hands than to be resurrected and do evil again. Even if you stay alive, youll only accumulate bad karma.

Oh, Bro Brother..

Go to hell and repent.

*SMACK!*

Kairos mace smashed Beatrices skull to pieces.

Rotten brain matter splattered in all directions, producing a foul odor.

Kairos didnt stop there.

*Smash!* *Bam!* *Thud!* *Bang!*

Kairos was on the verge of completely disintegrating Beatrice, who was already dead, and really chopped her into small pieces.

It was as if he didnt want to leave even a single piece of flesh intact.

Having reduced Beatrice to rotten jerky, Kairos drew on his mana one last time to create flames.

*Whoooooosssshhh!!*

The searing flames then engulfed Beatrices corpse and began to burn brightly.

A sword slashed her in two.

A mace cracked her skull.

Tearing her flesh to shreds.

Even burning it.

It was a typical punishment for a second-in-command.

This neatly clears things up.

Otto smiled, seeing how decisively Kairos had cut off the old ties.

Yes, this is revenge.

Kairos had vowed revenge against Argonne, and he was not about to be swayed by Beatrice.

Revenge must be exacted.

No matter who it is.

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After killing Beatrice, Otto and his men immediately lifted the lid of the coffin of Emperor Argonne.

Inside was a white skeleton in an ornate robe, sleeping in a very neat position.

Unusually, the bones were oozing with luster, so it was clear that the coffin had undergone some sort of special magical treatment.

Take care of it.

Otto left the remains of the Argonne to Kairos.

Hehehe, Ill powder it up!

Kairos said, and swung his mace at the white bones of the Argonne, crushing them to dust.

This is it.

Meanwhile, Otto grabbed the decorated armor and sword from behind Argonnes coffin.

[Notification: You have acquired the item <Heart of the Empire>!]

[Notification: You have acquired the item <Golden Greatsword>!]

The [Heart of the Empire] is a pure white plate armor, an armor that covers one from head to toe.

As a Legendary grade armor, its value was immense.

It was one of the top ten most valuable pieces of armor in the game.

The [Golden Greatsword], with its golden blade, was a capitalist sword that, unusually, increased in attack power as it was fed gold.

It was also a high-level item that could be counted within the top ten.

These are some shitty items.

Otto imagined Argonne wielding the [Heart of the Empire] and the [Golden Greatsword] as he wiped out his enemies.

Julius, who rode on his hosts back, was a capable man who used his vast wealth and business acumen to maneuver the countrys economic sphere and rise to the position of general through sheer force of arms.

Money is money.

If one is powerless, one is powerless.

He was an SSS-class hero without flaws, the gamer who knew nothing of the world, could not help but give him unconditional trust and full support.

Of course, if it continued for too long, the hosts would feel a sense of crisis and begin to restrain Julius, but by then it would be too late.

Tsk. I cant even use this good stuff.

Otto savored the experience.

Since both the [Heart of the Empire] and the [Golden Greatsword] are exclusive to Argonne, if he uses them, hell be found out as a grave robber.

Ill have to sell them for a fortune across the ocean.

Otto shook his head at the thought.

But then.

What are you doing?

Ottos face contorted as he looked at Kairos.

What are you going to do with that?

Cant you tell?

Kairos turned the skull of the Argonne upside down, reached into a leather pouch hanging from his waistband, and poured himself a large gulp of liquor.

Then he downed it in one gulp.

Dang, thats good!

..

From now on, I will only drink from this glass! Hahahaha!

Skeletal water no, skeletal liquor?

It seems like the perfect glass for Kairos, who loves to drink.

I should leave him alone. If he wants to exact revenge, theres nothing I can do about it.

With that thought, Otto glanced down at the stone slab that served as the tombstone of the Great Argonne.

Im in a playful mood.

Otto summoned up his mana and enveloped his sword in it.

*SKkkrrr!*

Death is just another great journey.

I sleep here with my eternal companion, and we shall be reunited again.

With a quick stroke, he erased the last words of the Great Emperor Argonne.

He then inscribed the following words.

Yea. Fuck you.

Now time to collect the treasure, eh?

He turned his head and saw Kairos ass.

W-What the hell!

Cant you tell by looking at it, hahahahahahahaha!

Kairos was pulling his pants down toward the grave of Argonne the Great.

Hey, my eyes!

Otto cried out, shutting his eyes tightly as he saw something he would never normally have seen otherwise.

To hell with it.

*Pppppssssssss!!!*

Kairos pissed coolly into the coffin of the Great Argonne.

As if that wasnt enough.

Ha, dont!

Hehehehehehehehehe!

Hey, you crazy bastard, dont go there, thats too much, blah, ugh, yuck!

Otto couldnt take it anymore and ran out of the mausoleum screaming.

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After exiting the tomb, Otto immediately set about securing the equipment in the armory and the gold and silver coins in the treasure room.

Fortunately, the task wasnt too difficult, as the stone statues guarding the tomb had been destroyed as they struggled through the narrow entrance.

Careful, careful!

No need to be neat, just sweep everything up and carry it out!

Load everything up quickly!

The Lota Kingdom troops and the nomads of the Haver Prairie followed orders and carried the treasures out of the tomb.

While they were in full swing.

Your Majesty, I have an urgent report to bring to you.

A magic swordsman approached Otto and declared.

What is it?

After interrogating Gaius, Ive learned that Julius and his men have less than twelve hours to get here.

That fast?

Yes, Your Majesty. The distance isnt that far, and their reporting system is scheduled every two hours, so they should have realized something was wrong here by now.

Twelve hours, how much time do we have?

Theres a lot of stuff, so its not easy to move it all, but if we work as fast as we can, we should be able to withdraw in six hours.

Six hours. That doesnt sound like a lot of time to cover our tracks. Were going to need some luck.

It would take at least ten hours for this many people to disappear without a trace.

Wont we be followed?

Otto pondered a bit.

If they were to be caught and their theft exposed, their plan to use Argonne for food would be ruined.

However, considering the amount of treasure in this place, it might not be such a bad idea to abandon that plan.

In any case, the Great Argonne is bound to play into Ottos hands one way or another.

Why?

Because if he turned him over to Arad Empire, hed be hunted and miserable for the rest of his life instead of achieving his greatness.

How shall I do this?

I couldnt let them have anything.

Otto decided to pack up all the treasures, even if it meant running out of time.

About six hours later.

Withdraw, retreat!

Everyone move!

The troops of the Kingdom of Lota and the nomadic warriors of the Haver Prairie left the excavation site, their horses loaded with treasures.

It was fortunate that the excavation site bordered the Haver Prairie, so they were able to mobilize the nomadic warriors.

Without them and their horses, it would have been impossible to move all these treasures.

After a few hours of detours and diversions, they turned back toward the Haver Prairie.

Great! This is good!

Is that delicious?

It tastes like honey, Hahaha, it tastes sweet!

Kairos used the skull of Argonne the Great as a cup and guzzled the liquor down in one gulp after the other.

It might not be as good as it looks.

Otto looked at Kairos and smiled bitterly.

Even if he had succeeded in his revenge, it would not be pleasant to crush the woman he once held dear to his heart with his own hands.

In Kairos own words, he would have preferred if she had simply passed away without rising from the dead, leaving behind at least some fond memories.

Why do you have to resurrect yourself in such a lame way? Youre just accumulating bad karma.

It was right then.

Huh?

Something cold dripped down the bridge of his nose and turned into water.

Snow?

It was December.

In this far north, snow that should have been falling long ago was falling late.

As if to make up for its lateness, the snow fell in torrents, covering the world in white in less than ten minutes.

The weather is helping me with this.

Otto grinned at the falling snow.

This much snow would have covered any traces of footprints or horse hooves.

Even if the Great Argonne rushed to the excavation site, it would be virtually impossible to track Ottos group.

Why?

Because their footprints and hooves would be gone in less than five minutes.

Its snowing, its snowing, its snowing, its snowing, the fairies in the sky. Fluffy white cotton.

Otto hummed happily, and continued to spur his horse forward.

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Unbelievable.

Arriving at the excavation site late, Argonne was stunned by the sight before him.

There was nothing.

No one was there.

The waist-deep snow made it difficult to discern what had happened.

The only indication that a battle had been held in the area were the bodies lying in a heap in the uncovered snow.

Oh, no.

As if he had lost his mind, Argonne the Great hurriedly dismounted from his horse and raced toward the entrance of the tomb.

Desperately, desperately hoping that the worst hadnt happened as he imagined.