[You have acquired the skill [Hyper Mobility]]
[You have acquired the skill [Ferocious Slash]]
[You have acquired the skill [Spear Stab]]
[You have acquired the skill [Spear Slash]]
[You have acquired the skill [Lightning Armor]]
[You have acquired the skill [Torrent]]
[You have received 1500 experience points]
Post Amethyst stealing my kill, I simply ate the chief’s body in sadness. My mood completely ruined the kill. Either that or because it had been dead for quite some time. Apparently, the chief was not so alive for quite a while.
I went back to the village and saw that the lizard man who led us to the village was laying dead in the water, his neck had been slit open and he had bled out. The other villagers were too terrified to move. I assumed the chief killed him before I came back.
Under my orders, the lizard men were rounded up with the help of a few shadow demons I summoned. There were about one hundred lizard men still alive and because their king hurt Ulva, I saw it fit to simply take over their tribe as pay back. Was that a bit excessive? Maybe, but at least I had the army Zana wanted from me. Best of all, it wasn’t the one from the West.
In the chief’s hut, I gave Shiroi orders to monitor the village alongside the shadow demons and Sylvie. I wanted her to get the resources she said she needed to complete my request while also checking out the Tyrant’s area. This way I had secured a base of operations, food, shelter, resources and a quick escape route. I had sent Amethyst back to the dungeon in Larm for her to Evolve there. Whatever happened was beyond my concern. The little shit stole my kill and already got her first evolution. What kind of luck was she blessed with?
After that, I made my way to the Tyrant’s place with Ulva. Now I couldn’t trust her to be with herself for various reasons I wouldn’t be mentioning. If there was trouble, I would simply teleport both of us out of there and back to the West.
***
A creature with dark brown scales slithered towards us. It was basically a snake with a human torso and arms and a cobra head with sharp yellow eyes. It bowed before us
“Hissss~ I believe you are the one my tyrant searches for?”
‘Oh, um, my name is Hinotori and this is my sister Ulva. Sorry to cut to the chase, but what do you need me for?’
“In due time. Hisss~”
She said, directing us towards some area. The place was filled up with so much fog I could barely see anything.
‘Where are we going?’
I only received a subtle hiss.
“Big sister…”
‘Not now, Ulva.’
“But…”
She pulled on my wing, forcing me to consider her situation. Her legs were crossed and her eyes were teary.
‘Huh? What’s your problem? Did you not do the deed back in the village after the whole incident?’
“B-But… I… I didn’t apologize…”
‘Apologize for what?’
I stared at her intensely. I knew what she was talking about, but I saw it as pointless to even make it an afterthought.
She was still shivering when I asked her. Feeling a bit confused, I titled my head. After realizing that she wouldn’t be speaking anytime soon, I gave up and ignored her.
It didn’t take long for us to appear before a massive cave with two snake-like people standing guard in front of them, spears in hand. They glowered at me, but allowed us to pass none-the-less.
“Finally, finally!”
A voice echoed from inside the cave.
“Pleaasssseee wait here.”
The guide told us before heading off further into the cave. I stretched out my body, feeling a bit tense. Still, there was no sense of being overwhelmed here. A completely different vibe from the tyrants I had met before, even if I hadn’t seen her face to face.
‘Hey, Ulva. When you’re fighting, make more use of your magic. Ice magic should be good for both offensive and defensive magic. You should even be able to cause trouble for your opponents, be it you’re freezing them to the ground or making it impossible for them to walk.’
I lectured her. Although what I told her was all theoretical and from manga and anime, I wondered if it would even be as easy as I said it would be. Well, I was a different case, since it would seem I did not have nearly as much trouble with magic as the normal resident of this world would.
“Ok! I-I have something I want to show you.”
She said shyly, blushing and pressing her fingers against one another.
‘Why do I have a bad feeling about this?’
“Pleeaassseee, enter.”
The voice hissed, calling for us.
‘Sorry Ulva, but can we save this for later?’
“Oh… um, yes.”
With that, we both walked in, past a certain opening that was covered with bones on ropes. They rattled the moment I touched them and made an infuriating clacking sound.
Behind, a massive stone cauldron was set over a bonfire. Across the walls, all sorts of markings had been carved in and on the ground were bones, treasures and interesting-looking plants. The guide stood next to something big. Even the chief had nothing on this person’s height and that was saying something, considering how tall the chief was.
“Presenting, the almighty Tyrant of the South, the Terrific Witch, Zana of the Swamp!”
‘W-What the hell is this?’
The thought ran across my mind. The supposed tyrant was dancing around now at her own introduction, blowing weird powder into the atmosphere and raising whatever liquid was inside the cauldron and drinking it.
I started to here beating drums for a second before she came to a stop in front of me.
“Tis I! The great Zana! Now, prostrate thineself.”
The huge black creature said to me.
She was in a sense, ugly.
Pitch black with a snake like head, leading to a womanly torso then into a snake lower half. She had a piece of cloth wrapped around her neck that barely covered her chest. Her neck was filled with ornaments and bone necklaces. On her fingers and wrists, rings and bracelets of all sorts riddled them.
It would seem that she was trying to make up for her natural ugliness with her jewelry. I’d wished someone had just told her already that she was wasting her time.
‘Um, hi. You called?’
I said to her, trying to bring her from her weird pose.
“Ah! Why are you not prostrating yourself?”
‘Because I’m not your servant? What did you want anyway?’
“Oi! I am still a tyrant, you know?”
‘Well, no one here seems to respect you and I find that curious. Even back at home I heard you were the weakest tyrant.’
I noticed her body starting to shake uncontrollably. Her body was being covered in some red aura, much like the king’s aura I’d seen from Shiroi and others. This got me thinking a little bit. Sure, it was intense, but it wasn’t like Minerva’s. I wouldn’t be able to breathe in her presence. Then there was Krull’s aura. He never really used that on me, but even unconsciously I could tell his presence was mighty.
She on the other hand, I felt no fear from her. Sure, she was big as heck, but that was it. From her ugly face to her childish personality to her lack of presence, how was this one made into tyrant? Sure my new skill [God’s Wisdom] was being a b*tch so I wouldn’t be able to tell her actual stats, but it felt like I had nothing to fear in actual combat.
“You ignorant brat! What stops me from killing you here and now?”
‘If you could, there would be no point in you calling me here, would there?’
She froze, all the more confirming my theory. She looked scared at this point.
I had been thinking about it a lot on the way here, but she really couldn’t touch me, could she? The mere fact that all she did was ask for my appearance was proof of the fact that she respected Minerva to a certain extent. And Minerva looked like she couldn’t be bothered to even care about Zana’s request. I came to the conclusion that Zana was like that one annoying junior who kept bothering you non-stop.
Then there was the fact that she requested I brought my army. I didn’t know what she needed that for so after a bit of thinking, I came to the conclusion that she was fighting someone. She wished for backup. She knew Minerva wouldn't respond so she went for the next best thing. The monster capable of beating a tyrant, me.
Of course, I have never beaten a tyrant before and I probably wouldn’t be able to anytime soon, but she was under the assumption that I could. Which meant she was currently scared of me and put up this whole act to show that she was in control of the situation. Put one and two together, this meant I had some time to do this.
I had time to treat one of the 5 Tyrants of Larm as my little b*tch. This was no Minerva or Krull, but this would be fun.
‘So, my dear Zana of the Swamp. I’m in charge of this enemy now.’
“You already have a plan to take down the necromancer?”
‘N-N-N-N-N-Necromancer?!’
I froze in my footsteps.
Obviously, I made sure to not scream that out loud. I looked at Ulva who stared curiously at me. I sighed and cleared my throat.
‘What is your plan to fight of this necromancer?’
“Hehe, my plan is full proof.”
She boldly stated, lifting her head up. Interested, I asked her to explain.
She was an idiot.
I thought I had seen stupid people before but she took the cake. She started out by saying that she was going to gather a large number of forces, shove them into an all-out war with the necromancer and see what happened from there. She assumed her own forces would be wiped out and the necromancer would try to absorb them all into their army. The sheer number would overload the necromancer and that was when she herself would attack, kill the necromancer, then bring everyone back to life using my ability to resurrect those who die in battle.
Note: I can’t resurrect people.
‘Are you acting stupid or are you actually just really stupid?’
“Wha-?”
‘I swear, I should kill you right now. Why would you come up with such a plan?’
“Ah! Tis full proof. You simply need to revive everyone once you are done. Surely it would take a while with the number going to die, but in the end they will all return.”
‘Huh? And from where did you get the assumption that I could revive the dead?’
“What? Is that not what you used to bring Krull from the dead?”
‘Krull? Ah! Goliath brought him back to li- f*ck.’
