Transmigrated as Baron, Married with my Lovely Maid-Chapter 58

"HAHAHAHA! YOU IDIOT! YOU LOSE, CECILE! THIS ONE STAB WILL END YOUR LIFE IN THE NEXT SECONDS! I AM THE WINNER! I AM THE NEW ASSASSIN LEADER! ALL OF YOU, CECILE LOYALS, BOW DOWN TO ME!" Javer shouted loudly, his purplish-black aura blazing.

"OHHH...!"

"LONG LIVE JAVER! NEW ASSASSIN LEADER...!"

I could feel the curse of King Bahamut within Javer, and Javer’s loyalists grew stronger with Javer’s declaration of victory.

Even Javer’s loyalists were like a madman with their loud, provocative shouts.

"B-Baron Atreus...what should we do? Cecilia lost..." Alex said, still confused.

"...the match isn’t over yet, Alex," I replied calmly.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Cecile’s impaled figure faded, then vanished like a faint morning mist.

Javer, watching Cecile’s disappearing figure, froze in shock.

Frowning, he looked around and—

STAB!

STAB!

Two stabs from Cecile’s twin swords had just pierced Javer’s back, piercing his heart.

Javer stopped, unable to move, and blood began to spurt from his mouth.

He still couldn’t believe that what he had just attacked wasn’t Cecile, but her shadow.

Cecilia used her new technique, Shadow Illusion, which allowed her to form an afterimage of herself for a few seconds.

When Javer thought he had successfully slashed Cecile, who turned out to be a Shadow Illusion, Cecile immediately moved quickly to counterattack Javer from behind him with Shadow Step.

The stab was so powerful and fast that it even penetrated Javer’s much-vaunted Ventura armor.

"B-BASTARD...! Y-YOU DECEIVED ME...?!" Javer snapped loudly.

"...you were too focused on the speed and power of the Ventura armor, that you forgot that Assassins are best at moving silently and deadly. You might still be able to speak for these last few seconds, but once I draw my twin swords, you’ll be dead instantly, Javer..." Cecile retorted coldly.

Javer’s loyalists, who had been shouting his victory, were immediately stunned and silent, unable to believe the situation had turned around.

Their new leader had been defeated by just one swift attack from Cecile.

"Lady Cecile did it...!"

"Oh, thank goodness...! You are a true assassin, Lady Cecile...!"

"Long live, Lady Cecile...! You’re on the right way for choosing Vermillion as your leader...!"

Now, Cecile’s loyalists were the ones shouting loudly, celebrating Cecile’s victory.

Alex, who had been doubtful and panicked, breathed a sigh of relief as the situation wasn’t as bad as he had thought.

"DAMN IT...! W-WHY DO YOU HAVE POWER LIKE THIS...?! WHAT POWER IS THIS...?!’" Javer still couldn’t accept it, then he vomited blood in anger.

Cecile smiled.

"Your mistake isn’t that you managed to build a rebellion against me, Javer. But your mistake is that you chose to fight Baron Atreus Vermillion. If you had chosen to fight Baron Atreus Vermillion, then with all the magic devices or armor you had, you wouldn’t have been able to win against him," Cecile said confidently.

"B-BASTARD...! DON’T THINK YOU CAN TAKE MY LOYALISTS, CECILE...! I WON’T LET THEM TURN TO YOU...! IF I’M DESTROYED, THEN EVERYTHING MUST BE DESTROYED...! EVERYTHING...!" Javer shouted loudly.

"Hey...what the hell are you babbling at, traitor," I immediately retorted with a deep sigh.

Hearing Javer’s anger felt like a child throwing an incoherent tantrum.

"You think I’ll let Cecile shelter those traitors? You’re so naive," I said, showing the Black Star in my right palm.

The Black Star lit up, emitting a powerful black aura that drew everyone’s attention.

A few seconds later, the rumble of giant footsteps could be heard in the distance.

The giant footsteps, initially audible from afar, became clearer as the tremors of the earthquake drew closer.

Javer’s loyalists looked anxious and panicked.

And sure enough, as the earthquake drew closer and felt so real, a giant golem appeared, towering over everyone in the area.

Terra had answered my call, and without further verbal instruction from me, he immediately brought his giant fist down, crushing dozens of Javer’s loyalists in one blow.

SMASH...!

"UEEHK...!"

Blood flowed from the golem’s giant fist.

I saw with my own eyes dozens of Javer loyalists, their bodies crushed, and their armor cracked and shattered.

Although the Javer loyalists had taken cover behind their armor, they weren’t strong enough to withstand the golem’s blow.

They all died instantly, crushed to death by the golem.

"AHHH! GOLEM! RUN!"

"HELP!"

The remaining Javer loyalists immediately fled in all directions, fleeing for their lives, none of them willing to defend their new leader.

"Everyone! Kill them! Don’t let any of them alive!" Cecile shouted to her loyalists.

"Understood, Lady Cecile!"

Hundreds of assassins, Cecile’s loyalists, immediately marched forward in pursuit of Javer’s remaining loyalists.

From a distance, I heard the sound of swords slashing and screams of pain, which meant the hunt had begun.

I’m pretty sure Javer’s remaining loyalist will be finished at the hands of Cecile’s loyalists in no time.

After the commotion died down, I turned my attention to Javer, who had been watching me.

His gaze was blank, but when he realized I was staring, he immediately smiled hysterically.

"Heh... Atreus... Vermillion... you’re still far behind...for defeating Duke Archer... controlling King Bahamut... even taking control of the golden mountain of Aaren... don’t think... everything will go... as you wish... the golden mountain of Aaren... still holds a deep grudge... over your invasion..."

SLASH!

Cecile pulled her twin swords from Javer’s body, causing him to collapse, blood gushing from the hole in his chest.

Javer vomited blood one last time, then his eyes turned white, dying instantly.

Even Javer’s loyalists were in the process of being exterminated within the golden mountain forests of Aaren is no longer heard, which I found that as a sign they already defeated completely.

As I wish, there’s no place for traitors, and I don’t care how many soldiers I have; if they’re full of traitors, I’d rather go with just a few loyalists.

I can conclude that this duel between Assassins is over, and Cecile and her loyalists are the victors.

Cecile looked at me expectantly, and I gave her a thumbs up with a smile.

Cecile smiled back, then bowed respectfully in appreciation of my compliment.

Regardless, Javer’s warning seemed to have renewed my interest.

"Alex, can the azure crafters in our region re-modify the venture armor for the... Assassins?" I asked amidst the silence.

"Oh... yes, Baron Atreus. I’ve already confirmed that with the Azure Crafters, and they’re already working on it," Alex replied quickly.

"Good... now deploy troops to detect any other possible betrayals. It’s possible that not only the Assassins, but also other groups are planning to rebel here."

"About that... actually, I just received news from intelligence, Baron Atreus. There are indications that the former Ventura soldiers who recently recovered from the poison and are still here seem to be experiencing serious complications."

"Complications?"

"Yes... according to the healers, their treatment doesn’t seem to be going smoothly and as it should. They’ve been suffering for a long time and are starting to fight the healers because they’re upset about the pain. If left unchecked, I fear a new rebellion will break out."

"Oh... how many former Ventura soldiers are there?"

"Around 120 soldiers, Baron Atreus..."

"Tch... quite a lot. Then let’s go there." Send a message to Leysha in Thornvale to come here immediately."

"Understood, Baron Atreus!"