Chapter 324. Lucky Priscilla and Anastasia
"Y-You—!?"
Regulus's brain experienced a momentary short circuit. Dumbfounded, he couldn't believe reality as he pointed an incredulous finger at his wives.
And to his disbelief, the wives' response was—
"Go die."
In unison, every single one of them said those words to him. Since their future selves had already spoken, what reason did their current selves have to be timid?
Furthermore, this was their last chance.
"Ah, AHHHHHHH… Die, die die die die die die, you sluts, every last one of you die! You are the ones who should die! No one can violate my right to reputation, my, my, my, my rights!!"
Regulus's eyes turned blood-red; his mind went boom. He grabbed the air and threw it out in all directions, turning more than half of his wives into indistinct mangled flesh in an instant. However, the remaining half of the wives remained fearless, cursing the Regulus they once feared so deeply with dark, sinister glares.
Several times Regulus wanted to slaughter all these women, but he didn't dare. He was afraid… because he had just seen Reinhard flying through the sky in the distance.
He was also certain Reinhard had seen him.
If he killed all his wives now, he wouldn't have a shred of a sense of security. He was terrified—terrified that before he could seize new wives and successfully hold a wedding, Reinhard would return to kill him.
Wives were a necessity, even if these sluts were so utterly estranged in heart and soul.
Regulus, who had never suffered such humiliation, panted like a bull. He herded his wives, moving in a direction away from the Royal Capital. The more he fled, the more it showcased his panic now that his Authority had begun to be dissected.
Consequently, this only invited more insults and curses from the wives.
"A giant infant maintaining invincibility by relying on stolen wives… Haha, how laughable. Was our Empire's former War God actually killed by such a thing?"
In the Sacred Vollachian Empire, the rebellion had been preliminarily suppressed, with the rebels rooted out and dealt with. Emperor Vincent sat back upon his throne, meticulously watching the future.
He felt the death of Kurgan was not worth it.
The once-strongest in the Empire, the Eight-Armed Kurgan, had been killed head-on by the Sin Archbishop of Greed, Regulus. For such a hero to die at the hands of a man-child who was worthless save for his Authority.
Naturally, no one looked upon Regulus with anything but contempt.
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「"You're plannin' to go about your business like that?"」
「It would take quite some time for the physicians to examine Regulus's wives. During this interval, Hikigaya Hachiman intended to handle other matters, but before he could leave, Anastasia grabbed his arm.」
「She thought for two seconds, then took that kimono out of her bedroom and stuffed it into Hachiman's arms. "Take it for now? You don't have to wear it properly, just tie it on. You won't have to worry about catchin' a cold without clothes; you're not Reinhard, after all."」
「"I—"」
「"No one likes a man who's all wishy-washy. I'm the same way."」
「Before Hachiman's rejection could leave his lips, Anastasia had already forcefully stood on her tiptoes. She tied that kimono—which was so troublesome to make that a second one couldn't be produced in less than two or three months—around his upper body.」
「Except for his two arms, which remained bare, Hachiman was no longer exposed. He could smell the familiar, faint scent of Anastasia's perfume on the kimono.」
「The satisfied greedy merchant tilted her head cutely, offering a considerate smile.」
「…But Hachiman felt a jolt in his heart. He heard an extra, clear implication in Anastasia's words. It was the kind of implication that made him very happy to hear, yet one he didn't dare to accept.」
「Hikigaya Hachiman wanted to pull that implication out and crush it decisively, but in the next second, accompanied by a haughty sneer, the fiery-red "Princess-Sickness" lady, Priscilla, appeared at the camp.」
「"What? Are the vixen in heat and the promiscuous madman here being so blatant? Have you finally decided to be honest with that pitiful half-devil about the fact of your infidelity?"」
「"Nothin' wrong with bein' a vixen, meow. That's not a derogatory term to me, Miss Priscilla."」
「Unprovoked by Priscilla's harsh mockery, a smiling Anastasia replied with a soft yet firm rebuttal. She turned around and saw a somewhat short woman standing beside Priscilla.」
「With her photographic memory, Anastasia immediately recalled the other's identity. "This is… Pristella's songstress, Miss Liliana? Mr. Kiritaka has been lookin' for you. It's wonderful that you're safe."」
「"Eh? Ehhh? Mr. Kiritaka? Ah, oh no, hearing that he's still thinking of me at such a dangerous time, I'm suddenly so moved, my heart is fluttering a bit!"」
「Liliana was about to compose a song on the spot to praise Kiritaka, but Priscilla's fiery-red fan thwacked her on the head.」
「"We are fond of your heavenly voice—however, in a place where a large amount of trash exists, even a heavenly voice becomes mediocre. Hold your tongue for now. Just bloom obediently when We have need of you. Wait with anticipation, wait to contribute your throat to the sweeping away of trash."」
「Hikigaya Hachiman, well-acquainted with Priscilla's speaking habits, easily stripped away the embellishments from her arrogant speech, finding the core meaning in less than a second.」
「"Liliana's singing can play a role in defeating a Sin Archbishop?"」
「"—"」
「Priscilla was visibly stunned for a moment. She looked Hikigaya Hachiman up and down with a strange expression, not expecting this man to understand her so well, but she quickly covered her face with her fan.」
「"To be able to comprehend Our words is naturally a type of gift and talent, worthy of praise. The madman who dares to defy Us is indeed not entirely worthless."」
「Anastasia didn't particularly like Priscilla, but she believed Priscilla wouldn't talk nonsense at a time like this. She simply couldn't see exactly which Sin Archbishop Liliana could solve.」
「"Liliana's singing has a kind of infectious quality; it can probably cut off Sirius's soul link."」
「"Is it really okay to be so arbitrary?"」
「"I believe in Priscilla's strong luck; she wouldn't joke at a time like this." Hachiman spoke as a guess, but when he saw the appreciative look in Priscilla's eyes, he knew his guess was correct.」
「Priscilla's gaze suddenly turned sharp, and she glared fiercely at Hachiman. "Believing in Our greed… Hmph, an ignorant and arrogant argument. The world indeed revolves around Us, yet the most important thing is not the world that revolves, but the one and only Us."」
「"Fine, fine, it's you, it's all you, the great hero Priscilla."」
「While giving a perfunctory response, Hachiman signaled for Liliana to follow him to the City Hall. As Liliana followed, Priscilla, displeased by his brush-off, naturally followed as well.」
「Faced with the unexpected pleasant surprise of Liliana, Hachiman, urgent to attend to business, left in a hurry, temporarily having no time to dismantle Anastasia's affection for him.」
「Before leaving, he asked Anastasia to have Emilia return to the City Hall once she was finished with her work, and to have Anastasia send someone to inform Kiritaka that Liliana was safe and sound.」
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