NABC Chapter 101 – The Day Before Departure
Chapter 101 – The Day Before Departure
Chapter 101 – The Day Before Departure
“Don’t do this! Fight us fair and square, mighty dragon!”
Ascal shouted with bloodshot eyes.
After enduring such hardships, we cannot end it all in vain.
Ascal pointed his sword at the dragon.
Lightbane, shining an odd color beyond gold.
“Calm down, Minister. Why are you doing this if the opponent is surrendering?”
Sushia grabbed Ascal, who was about to rush out alone.
It wasn’t enough; only after Eileen sealed his left arm and Yulia his right, could they restrain Ascal.
“This is your land, isn’t it infuriating? Dragon! Remember the humiliation of having your land taken by humans! The hatred that dwells in your heart!”
“Are you mad?”
The dragon said indifferently, looking at Lightbane.
– I’m not a fool to fight a losing battle. I will admit defeat.
Thud.
Ascal slumped to the ground.
Imperial Year 234.
“The mighty dragon Karnax declared surrender to the hero Ascal just three seconds after seeing him.”
This event would later become a legend in the empire.
And so.
Leaving behind Karnax, who had sworn not to harm humans using the inviolable contract—The Edict—Ascal and his companions returned to the capital.
“Minister, you’ve looked pale since earlier, are you alright? Your beard seems to have grown a bit, um... gotten dirtier?”
Regardless of what Sushia said, Ascal stared intently at the distant capital.
Fortunately, the capital was not aflame.
‘It’s too early to be relieved.’
He had returned after seeing countless futures where the empire fell.
Yulia becoming a tyrant, Bernstein turning into the Mechanical Emperor... and even the most absurd future where jewel frogs multiplied and took over the empire.
Gulp.
With tension, Ascal entered the imperial palace.
“Are you okay, darling? You seem tense. Let me hold your hand.”
Serena tightly grasped Ascal’s hand.
Julia’s gaze was fixed firmly ahead.
“What are you doing to my man?”
“Huh? Nothing much. We’ve decided to date.”
“?”
Could it be that lovers could exist as an intersection?
While Julia was momentarily frozen, unable to comprehend what she had heard, Ascal entered the palace.
“Ah! Darling, wait!”
The throne, let’s look at the throne.
“This is where His Majesty the Emperor resides, how dare any... Oh, it’s Lord Ascal Erindale. Please come in, your weapon? If it’s too heavy, you can leave it with me.”
The royal guard opened the grand doors.
Ascal hurried to check the throne.
And the person sitting there was.
“Is it already mealtime? Oh, it’s you. Count Erindale! It’s been a while!”@@@@
Kamalron Barba.
The ever-present Emperor.
“Your Majesty...!”
Why such a joyful face.
Tears streamed down Ascal’s face.
Seeing this, Kamalron Barba leapt from the throne and embraced Ascal tightly.
“Indeed, the only true loyalist who thinks of me is you!”
They felt each other’s warmth, standing like that for a long while.
Until Julia came in and forcibly dragged Ascal away.
“You’ve really worked hard, Ascal.”
Julia, who led Ascal to the Room of Truth, changed her stance significantly after hearing about all that Ascal had endured.
Her gaze shifted from ‘I’ll definitely break this scoundrel’s legs today’ to ‘Today, I won’t touch whatever mischief you cause.’
Serena’s case also somehow went smoothly.
“By the way, didn’t you say you would tell me a secret, Julia?”
“...That’s right.”
Ascal pulled a hair tie from his pocket.
It felt like he had been the princess for an unusually long time.
The imperial succession ceremony is soon.
Finally, the current emperor, Kamalon Barba, will step down, and the crown prince, Cain Barba, will become the next emperor.
—
‘When the crown prince becomes the emperor, the next prime minister will also be decided.’
Ascal smiled.
‘Indeed, who will be the next prime minister? I’m truly looking forward to it.’
A few days later.
“I always knew from the beginning that you would do well, my friend.”
The imperial succession ceremony.
Kain Varba, blessed by all, became the emperor.
And there, Kain Varba immediately pointed out the next prime minister.
– Minister of Development and Innovation, Bernstein, step forward.
It was Bernstein.
“Wow, you’ve made it. You’ve really made it. From a mere inventor to a minister, and now the prime minister next. It’s crazy, absolutely crazy. A historical figure indeed, and I’m so proud to have such a friend.”
“Arrrgh!”
Bernstein threw the wine glass he was holding.
Ascal caught it skillfully.
“I curse you, Ascal Erindale!”
“A curse? Good. Come visit our estate if you’re ever bored.”
Having finished his tea-bagging splendidly, Ascal stepped forward to enjoy the party.
A party that can be enjoyed without any worries, how delightful it is.
“Would you like to dance with me, Ascal?”
“Darling, come here. Let’s dance together.”
Lia and Serena, their eyes met.
“Having the nerve to show up late and still be so shameless. Wait your turn quietly over there.”
“What are you talking about? You lost your first kiss, and now, oh dear, looks like you’re about to lose the first dance too?”
“What did you say?”
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The two were ablaze.
The argument began.
A petty sibling fight, dredging up matters from as far back as when they were five, and Ascal discreetly left his spot.
“Lady Senestia, would you like to dance with me?”
“I’m sorry... I’m looking for someone.”
What he found was Susia, looking troubled at the party.
—
It seemed she was still plagued by suitors.
Sushia spotted Ascal and sent a plea for help.
Eyes begging, “Please help me!”
Just then, Ascal stepped forward, having something to return to Sushia—a single shoe.
“Would you care to dance with me, Lady Senestia?”
“Of course!”
Sushia took Ascal’s hand and they went to the center of the ballroom.
Just as they were about to dance.
“...What are you doing now?”
“This is quite troublesome, darling.”
It was then that Lia and Serena, who had struck a dramatic truce, spotted Ascal.
“Everyone’s here. I’ve just finished praying.”
Even Eileen joined them belatedly.
“This, this is, well, you see.”
Ascal, attempting to make excuses.
Then slowly backing away, he fled.
“Ah, he’s running away again! It’s a habitual escape!”
“...Doesn’t this remind you of the mansion?”
The day Ascal ran away from the Duke’s party.
“We missed him then, but now it’s a different story.”
The four women decided to form an alliance.
Ascal was captured ten minutes later.
Even a swordmaster couldn’t escape from a net formed by a princess and a saintess.
After lengthy negotiations, Ascal agreed to dance with each lady in turn.
Until the night was entirely over.