After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 298 - 42 All Are Rebellious, Angering to Death

In the recent days of friendly exchanges, Elicanmu Novak and Marilagreta Orphelus, representing the Duchy... or more specifically, their respective roles as Counciln in the Duchy, had initially reached a trade inclination with the Demon King Territory.

While maintaining the current sales status, they suppressed the survival space of War Traders, forcing prices to align in the reverse of the abnormal direction... of course, this was limited to Novak and Orphelus.

The Duchy was indeed the Duchy, even if they were Counciln on the sa front during the war, business ventures that could make money... they would take it all, not leaving any scraps for their allies.

However, shortly after the two left, a major event... an event that shook the entire world, began to spread. Even the Silver Moon Tree Court, which had little contact with the outside world, had heard of it.

The news... ca from the Empire.

——————————

"Ul! Rich! La!"

Yila angrily shouted, appearing extrely furious, clutching the parchnt in his hand so tightly that it seed as if he could crush it with just the strength of his fingers.

This was parchnt.

"Ulrichla Jem Goodwin!!!"

Yila, screaming his student’s full na in rage, seed genuinely about to lose his mind. He clutched his chest, gasping for breath... the World Spell on his neck faintly glowing red.

With the last bit of his remaining rationality, Yila retrieved a white potion from the lining of his clothes and directly shoved the glass bottle into his mouth, then bit down violently.

"Bang!!"

Accompanied by the shattering of the glass bottle, the shards exploded in Yila’s mouth, releasing the contents of **Anger Suppressant 7.2**... With the liquid ingested, Yila began to calm down.

"Ptooey~"

Yila spat out the glass shards, feeling the slight rust taste in his mouth begin to fade. As he marveled at the Governor’s strong regenerative abilities, he unfurled the Crimson Dragon’s **wings**, burning the glass debris on the ground into nothingness.

This kind of **creature**, the Governor, was far removed from humans, or it could be said... the increasing number of **wings** was a sign of transcending humanity.

When their wing pillars were not bearing wings, the Governor’s physical qualities were no different from an ordinary Imperial civilian... a punch could at most knock down a tree the size of a bowl.

However, once the first **wing** was mounted...

The Governor’s physical qualities alone were already enough to compete with so physically demanding professions... roughly at the level of an Official Knight, not very high but not bad either.

In Yila’s current state, fully mounted with wings, his normal physical abilities could already contend with Werewolves and so Beastn.

Moreover, his recovery ability rivaled that of the Blood Clan... so even eating so glass shards had no effect on Yila’s body at all.

He thought about telling Vera to make him another bottle... no, this ti it should be in capsule form.

*With that thought in mind, Yila, resting his chin on his hand, looked at the parchnt on the table, and sighed lightly, unsure of what expression to put on, but one thing was certain...*

*Things had really beco complicated.*

Ulrichla was not a Governor; he was a highly talented child in military affairs, in which Yila had taught him a lot... and his personality was very suited to being a General.

*Because his attitude towards life... was chillingly indifferent.*

However, even Yila did not expect Ulrichla to be capable of such cold indifference... In his hand, the report from the Empire’s official statent—

Caligula and his comrades rebelled against the Empire on the battlefield, leading to troop defeat and territorial loss... Under the orders of Her Highness Isabella, General Ulrichla Jem Goodwin had urgently abandoned the front-line warfare.

Executed the rebels on the spot, then returned to the Royal Capital to execute traitors, protecting Her Majesty the Empress.

...

*It was said that Ulrichla was Yila’s student, so with a slight gesture, Yila could predict his intent... This was not about protection but a coup.*

*Perhaps nothing would happen to Isabella, but the noble class would undoubtedly lose power, and the Imperial Capital would undergo a thorough and lengthy purge. Even the territories controlled by various nobles within the Empire’s borders would be cleansed.*

*A lot of people would almost certainly die.*

*Yila had expected this group of people in his plans. He had also considered using such a thod to remove the hidden blights within the Empire... but soon realized it would not work.*

*If the Empire were likened to a giant beast, then purging the nobles would be like removing the rotten flesh from the beast, which would result... in the beast’s limbs becoming immobilized and eventually breaking under the strain.*

Collapsed on the ground, left to be devoured by the Demon King Territory and the Duchy...

*So, what did Ulrichla do? He was more decisive than Yila had imagined. He allowed the parts of the giant beast known as the Empire that had sores to be devoured by another giant beast.*

Devoured, stabilizing the remaining parts... eventually bringing about a rebirth.

*Even though this was beneficial for both the Empire and Yila, the reason why Yila had never done this was because he couldn’t sacrifice unnecessary civilians. That truly conflicted with his morals.*

*Or rather, sowhat conflicted.*

*Yila was not a kindhearted person, but he also wasn’t indifferent to this extent... Even if it ant making his path smoother, he wouldn’t go that far.*

*Paving the road with corpses, lubricating it with blood... This was the distinction between necessity and unnecessary.*

"..."

"Tap, tap, tap~"

*Yila tapped the table with his nails. After ingesting the **Anger Suppressant**, his mind beca extrely calm. He realized... if he ignored the deaths of innocent civilians, then Ulrichla’s actions were exceedingly well-executed.*

*Especially now that Yila was working in the Demon King Territory, which could prevent another already weakened giant beast from taking advantage... or rather, even without Yila, the Demon King Territory had no energy to intervene.*

*Or perhaps, everything was actually Isabella’s idea? The mont the Duchy declared war, Isabella had thought of this? She was gambling with her... throne?!*

*This completely contradicted my teachings, treating the populace... was it her own idea?!*

"Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap~"

*Thinking about this, Yila’s tapping on the table quickened. He couldn’t help but stand up... If this were the case, then Isabella’s **resolve** might be enough for her to graduate.*

No! I must write a letter to her!