Chapter 96
To the Castle
Editors: Joker, Speedphoenix
I followed the observer as he leapt from roof to roof . He was moving like a character straight out of an action movie, but for some odd reason, the way he hopped reminded me of a rabbit . Indignant, angry thoughts coursed through me as I followed him . Chasing him was a royal pain . I was going to catch him . And when I did, I was going to make him pay .
A random thought hit me as I moved . You know, this might just be the chance I"ve been waiting for .
I had been able to detach myself from the hero and the order she was affiliated with in a manner that didn"t scream suspicious . I likely would have been stuck as a part of one of the church"s squads had I stuck around with them any longer, and that would have been bad . I would have lost the opportunity to act on my own . As such, I had been thinking about how I would eventually part from them . But now, I didn"t have to .
Bunny boy, the ninja wonder, was heading straight towards the royal castle . Following him would ultimately allow me to enter the enemy stronghold . The path he took would quite literally lead me right where I needed to be . I had realized along the way that our little incident had stirred up far too much of a commotion . The prince and his allies would soon realize that the church was out to dethrone him . It was only a matter of time . And catching the observer wouldn"t buy much of it . It"s not like I can get any intel out of him either . He"s just another agent . I doubt he"ll know much of anything at all .
My best course of action was to continue shadowing him . And as such, I stopped thinking about the many ways I could beat him senseless and continued to simply tail him from a distance . With my Stealth skill active the whole way, of course .
The act of chasing him on its own was repet.i.tive . I kicked off a roof, fluttered through the air, stuck a landing, and repeated . I had found it rather difficult at first . I kept tripping all over myself and almost plummeting to the ground . It took a while, but I did get the hang of it eventually .
I had thought about deploying my wings instead . I hadn"t been all that interested in mastering parkour . But alas, I chose to . I hadn"t wanted to run the risk of being seen with them, no matter how low the risk may be . There was still a chance of someone spotting me even without my wings, of course, but realizing that I was present would be all the act would amount to . Being spotted with my wings out, on the other hand, would basically waste all the effort I"d spent pretending to be human in the first place . And I wasn"t about to chuck my sunk costs out the window for no real reason .
Wait . Are demon lords actually demons? Or are they technically two different things? My race kinda changed when I evolved, and I don"t really think you actually need to be a demon to lord over them, right? Just what is a demon lord anyway?
Most of the races were fairly well defined . Humans were well… human . Beastkin had animalistic features . Demi-humans such as dwarves and elves were defined as creatures that were human-like in nature . Demons, however, weren"t nearly as well defined . They were quite literally thought of as everything else . Anything even remotely humanoid that wasn"t a human, demi-human, or beastkin was a demon . If we go by that definition, then I guess I technically am a demon .
The issue with the aforementioned definitions was that they were fairly ambiguous . Specifically, there was no clear line between a demi-human and a demon . Demi-humans were thought of as demi-humans simply because the humans had widely accepted them as such—a fact that had seemingly resulted from the fact that they were slightly more human-like in nature . Demons, on the other hand, apparently followed the general trend of being slightly more hotblooded and combat-oriented .
But again, the terms were vague and purely up to one"s subjective judgement .
Despite starting off as an archdemon myself, I didn"t know all that much about demons . One of the few things I"d heard about them was that they lacked unity, which made sense given how they were defined .
There were too many different groups shoved under the umbrella of the demonic . It only made sense for them to be disparate in nature . The one similarity the demon tribes shared, according to Lefi, was that they were pretty much all musclebrains . When most people thought of demons, they thought of members of the fiend or wingbearer races . As such, these two races and others like them came to be known as exemplary examples of what it meant to be a demon . There was only one problem . Both fiends and wingbearers advocated that might made right . Both tribes believed that it was the strong that should rule . And because they were considered prime examples, many other tribes started to follow their lead; it didn"t take long for the vast majority of demons to become bonafide meatheads .
That said, there was obviously no way that every single member of every single demonic race was focused entirely on becoming more powerful . There were non-combatants amongst them . Case in point: Leila . Our resident demon girl was more or less the exact opposite of a musclebrain . Though she"s a bit of a weirdo, so it might actually just be her . Oh yeah, speaking of Leila…
The sheep-horned demon had told me a fair amount about the current state of the world . According to her, demonkind"s current leaders no longer believed that they would be able to defeat the humans alone . They had recently put the differences between themselves, the beastkin, and the demi-humans aside and started collaborating in an effort to surmount the human threat as a joint force . Moreover, there had been an effort to gather up the more intelligent demons in order to create a better roadmap for the future . That last bit alone already gave way to the fact that there were in fact differences between races and the members thereof . I wonder what a country run by demons is like . I should probably pay it a visit sometime .
I continued to chase the man while contemplating thought after thought . A bit of time pa.s.sed, and we eventually reached the capital city"s centrepiece, the castle that I"d been gazing upon from afar ever since I first initiated this wild goose chase .
It was a splendid structure, made of pure white stone . It was polished, gaudy, and basically everything you"d expect from a neat little castle . But that was all it amounted to . Heh . Mine"s way better .
I sat relis.h.i.+ng in a sense of superiority, but not for long . Bunny boy had finally stopped bouncing from roof to roof . He had reached his destination . After leaping off a building and falling back to the ground, he looped around the castle and entered not through its front gate, but rather, a rear entrance that was situated along one of its outer ramparts .
The single soldier standing guard prompted him for his ID, which he pulled from within his hooded cloak . He then began moving again, and this time, headed towards a door leading inside the castle .
I continued tailing him . I carefully leapt over the wall while making sure to make as little noise as possible before moving towards the door . To be frank, I was a little tense, so I took a deep breath to calm my nerves, and reached for the doork.n.o.b .
Only to find that it didn"t turn .
There was a bit of a rattling sound, but that was it . The doork.n.o.b didn"t budge, and the door didn"t open . It was locked . s.h.i.+t . I should"ve seen this coming . Of course people lock doors behind them . Why wouldn"t they?
And though my actions should have alerted the man and informed him something was wrong, it turned out that I was lucky .
"Who"s there?" Because, although he had appeared suspicious, the man simply opened the door and stuck his head out its entrance . He seemed to think that I was the guard, and that I had business with him, but he was wrong .
The first thing I did as I saw his face was twist my body and deliver the day"s third roundhouse kick . He groaned a bit as his head was smashed against the wall before collapsing onto the door and widening the opening . But that was it . He didn"t manage to react quickly enough to make any noise .
I immediately slipped into the doorway, confirmed that there wasn"t anyone else around, dragged the unconscious peeping tom inside, and shut the door .
"Holy s.h.i.+t . " I heaved a sigh of relief . "That was close . "
I tried to make my break-in as stealthy as I could . I tried not to make any noise, and I tried not to get spotted . The idea was to be as stealthy as a snake in the gra.s.s, to keep things as easy as possible by preventing my foes from sounding the alarm . The less they suspected, the less on guard they would be . And the less on guard they were, the easier it would be for me to take control of the situation .
But evidently, I didn"t quite have all the skills I needed to pull it off . I didn"t even realize that I should have checked to see if the door was locked . I was an amateur attempting something that one should never try at home, something meant only for highly trained professionals .
And unlike a certain snakey dude with a beard, I wasn"t a member of the special forces . And I couldn"t just become him . Things just weren"t going to be that easy . Speaking of good old snake and "stache, he"s boss as f.u.c.k . He can go undetected standing in plain sight, and the genome soldiers almost never see him even when he"s right next to them .
I now understood that completing a mission without ever being revealed was difficult, and that he could only ever do it because he was special . Amateurs like me were sure to be caught in a matter of minutes . Yeah . That"s right . This isn"t an excuse at all . He"s just totes OP . Probably had a ridiculously high-level Stealth skill or something . [1]
"Alright, what next?"
I raised a hand to my chin as I considered my options . I had already completed all my initial objectives just by successfully making it into the building . Though I did have some overarching goals, I hadn"t bothered formulating a detailed plan on my way here . Such is the spirit of laissez-faire .
While I would have loved to continue without a plan, I knew that it wasn"t a good idea, so I reviewed my objectives . The first was to murder the f.u.c.k out of Prince Douchebag . The second was to restore the old king to his rightful place on the throne .
With my objectives and the things the knights had mentioned yesterday in mind, I realized that saving the king was probably the more important of the two . I wanted a bit of one on one time, and I needed to make sure that I got to him before he was killed . The moment he died would be the moment the prince"s faction gained legitimacy, spelling an end to the whole operation . Wait . Why haven"t they killed him anyway? If I was rooting for the prince, then snuffing out the old geezer the throne used to belong to would probably be the first thing on my list . He"s basically the opposing faction"s leader . His rescue would put me and my bros in some deep s.h.i.+t . So why haven"t they just done it? Are they planning to execute him in public for the sake of propaganda or something?
I caught myself considering something inconsequential, so I shrugged it off and focused on my objective . I needed to save the king . Urgently . I think they said they had him locked up underground?
“Now, if I was making a castle, where would I put my underground dungeon…?” I scanned my surroundings as I muttered, only to realize that I was in a pa.s.sageway . There was nothing in front of me but a single door .
I didn"t have the liberty to interrogate the guy I knocked out . He had the whole douchey spy aesthetic going for him . It was obvious that he was tight-lipped; he wasn"t going to crack so easily . I didn"t exactly have all that much knowledge of torture . There was a pretty good chance I"d accidentally kill him if I tried . And because I wasn"t all that keen on gore, I was more likely to damage myself than extract any meaningful information .
There wasn"t much of a choice for me to do anything but proceed as is . I would stay stealthed and wander around the castle in order to fill the map . Guess I"ll set up a few Evil Eyes while I"m at it .
As they were quite expensive, I only had a few that could operate outside the dungeon"s bounds . But at least it"s better than nothing .
My next course of action in mind, I walked across the hall and reached for yet another doork.n.o.b .
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TL Note
[1] Metal Gear references, a dime a dozen .
Editor"s note (Joker): Hey, guys! Joker here . Yup, yet another fast chapter coming out thanks to all of Boss Young"un"s hard work . He"s lookin" for a job, keeping his skills brushed up, playing loads of games, and still has time to crank these chapters out . I dunno if I could do it . It truly is a labor of love for him . My mom"s birthday was the other day, so naturally I spent it playing DnD with a couple of friends . Started up a 5e game and they all seemed to like it, so I"m glad . But don"t worry . We went out to eat the day after to celebrate, because the restaurant she wanted to go to was closed . It was pretty good food too, so I was happy . All right, letter sack, letter sack… Ah, here it is . Looks like we got three letters today, so a big thank you goes out to Zaow (@Zaowchen), madcart, and Zehd Cashew . Remember, if you"ve got a question you"d like me to ask, post it in the comments and I"ll reply . Get noticed by your senpai today! See y"all in the next chapter!