Main Character Hides His Strength

f the Dragon Knights.

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“Capture that bastard and drag him here right away!”

He began to think this might be an opportunity.
If he could capture Sajators, he would be able to not only throw all of his blunders under the rug, but accomplish a feat to step on all those that spoke ill of him.
The source of his confidence was hidden within his vessel.
There was a secret existence with fearsome power slumbering deep within his airship.
It was the greatest weapon gifted to him by those that supported him.
He had been told not to use it until absolutely necessary, but if this wasn’t such a situation, what would be?

He could see the Dragon Knights surrounding the magician suspected to be Sajators from a distance.
There was nothing as fast as a dragon in the skies.
The mystical creature that only followed a single master after hatching from its egg possessed strength to match the amount of costs and effort it took to raise it.
The veteran Dragon Knights that were carefully selected among the Superhumans were another pivotal strength of the Empire apart from the fleet of airships, but those dragon knights fell like autumn leaves.
Arquebus doubted his own eyes.

‘Were the strength of the Seven Heroes of this level?’

The next destination of mysterious man that had made short work of the Dragon Knights was the largest and most outstanding of the airships: Arquebus’ flagship.

Boom.

The man in casual wear landed on deck, and finally, Arquebus could properly see the man’s face.

‘What is this? It’s not the Seven Heroes?’

It was definitely a Summoned looking at his outer appearance, but there didn’t exist a Summoned that powerful outside the Emperor and the leader of the Assassin’s Guild.
Other than one faint possibility that is.
Arquebus’ face fell.

‘Could it be…? The Enemy of the World?’

His uneasy feeling became reality.
Sungchul looked directly at him as he asked calmly.

“Did you send out the order?”

It was a small, but undefiable voice.
Arquebus felt his entire body freeze in fear, but he realized that this was another form of opportunity.
He held the back of his hand toward his subordinates and gestured toward them.
Soon, the sound of metal unlocking could be heard from within the airship.

“By just what authority would I have given that order?”

Arquebus responded as leisurely as he could.

“You’re saying that you’re a nobody.”

Sungchul approached him.
As the scene before him grew yellow, the center of the deck flew open at a timely manner revealing dark creatures that had been dormant within it.

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A Soldier of Salvation.
It was the greatest weapon presented by the forces watching his back.
It was solely because of these soldiers that were steeped in the uneasy aura of Calamity that he believed he had the ability to capture Sajators by himself.
According to his calculations, he had faith that he would be able to take care of the Enemy of the World that was at the level of the Seven Heroes with the invincible Soldier of Salvation as well.

“Go! Go and capture the Enemy of the World! I shall bring in this traitor before the Emperor himself!”

His delusion was shattered in no more than 10 sections.
All efforts turned to waste before Fal Garaz.
The Soldiers of Salvation that he was proud of all disappeared into bloody sludge while the deck of the airship had become destroyed causing the airship to freefall.
Sungchul had approached Arquebus within the chaos and raised his hand.

“S-spare me.”

The reply to Arquebus’ pleading was a satisfying blow.
Sungchul’s fist critically struck his face, but with just enough strength to not kill him.

“I’ve spent too much time on some nobody.”

Sungchul left behind Arquebus who was twitching on the ground with convulsions and cast Fly to head toward the sky in the direction of the Floating Palace.
Dragon Knights deployed from the other airships intercepted him on the way, but they couldn’t do anything to stop him.

He lightly landed on the garden of the Floating Palace.
The upper echelon of the land were gathered here.
Each one of them had greasy faces with flamboyant clothes exuding an aura of arrogance.
Sungchul looked toward the man in the center among the dressed up pigs.
The strong looking man adorned with armor adorned in gold.
The people looked toward him and called him Emperor.

“You’re Sungchul.”

Sungchul’s appearance had changed significantly, but the Emperor was able to recognize him in a single glance.

“You have the appearance of when you’ve first come to the Other World.”

The Emperor waved his arm and spoke in a thundering voice.

“Everyone step aside.
Don’t interfere.
I will be conversing with this one.”

The nobles within the banquet hall grew noisy, but retreated once the Emperor ordered it.
The massive banquet hall now looked to only contain two men: Sungchul and the Emperor.
Sungchul began the conversation.

“It’s been a while, William Quinton Marlboro.”

His voice sounded conflicted.
The Emperor nodded in reply.

“You no longer call me the Emperor?”

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“You no longer have the right to be called one.”

Sungchul promptly replied, and the Emperor slowly began to walk to the side.
The golden armor clashed with each step and made faint metallic noise.
When the Emperor appeared at his side, he spoke again.

“Why did you attack your own people?”

The Emperor looked at him strangely.

Soon a servant came to him and whispered to his ears to which the Emperor nodded.

Sungchul found out then that the Emperor had no knowledge of what was happening.

But he was at a position where he was responsible for what had happened.

So Sungchul spoke again.

“Your fleet has killed your people.
Is there any King in the world that kills their own people? That is no king nor a leader.
It’s nothing more than a cowardly mass murderer.”

“I won’t make excuses.
It is all caused by my own shortcomings, but that also is for the good of La Grange.
If not for such actions, the city would be overrun with corpses by now.”

“If you’re talking about the Necromancer, I killed her.
She seemed to have been called Phoebe.”

Curiosity rose in the Emperor’s eyes when he heard the name.

‘Is he talking about Phoebe Canvas?’

A faint smile rose on his lips.

“You’re still working for the Empire even when you’ve taken off the uniform of Commander in Chief.”

“You should know full well that I haven’t come here to make jokes?”

Sungchul revealed his distaste in conversation, and as if to prove his words, Fal Garaz, the divine object that symbolizes him, appeared in his hand.