CHAPTER 579

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Dante's request to the Nameless was to assassinate the Emperor and bring back his head.

He wanted to capture the emperor alive if possible, but Owal assigned Yona as the assassin to kill the Emperor.

Owal was concerned that no assassin could find and kill the emperor faster than her, and Owal was concerned that the imperial family would first secure the emperor's whereabouts before the nameless sword could reach him.

This was the reason Owal refused to capture the emperor alive. Yona has an assassination ability that surpasses even himself, but she was unable to control it.

There was no way that she would let the emperor live after seeing him in person. After all, the Emperor's attack on Hairan threatened not only the Empire but also Yona's beloved younger brother, Jin.

Unfortunately Dante had no choice but to accept the condition for the same reason as Owal.

No matter how much resentment Dante had, he was not a person with the inclination to capture the Emperor and torture him.

So Dante had to secure the emperor's neck by the surest and fastest means, and hang it in the plaza to announce that the empire was out of emperor rule.

But, contrary to everyone's expectations.

Yona brought the emperor alive with a bright smile on her face. In the second castle of Hairan, the imperial capital, where Jin and Dante were waiting.

"Hey, the youngest. You have no idea how much I wanted to kill this skinny chunk of meat."

The most surprised by that was Owal. Seeing Yona dragging the unconscious emperor like a piece of luggage, Owal almost dropped his cigarette.

"Oh, Yona... How did you think of bringing him alive?"

"I think the youngest might want to take care of this more than me, hehe. Did I do well?"

As Yona lightly tossed the emperor in front of them, Owal narrowed his brows anxiously.

"Are you okay?"

After the chaos of Glyek covered the human world.

The chaos of Yona, which she had recently been able to control, had once again begun to torment her as before.

It was because Yona's chaos was reacting to the chaos of Glyek, the source of that dark power.

Owal was aware of this fact, and he was here to discuss it with Jin.

"I'm still fine so far, hehe. I don't just kill anyone I see, you know? And if the youngest likes it, I can tolerate it a little!"

Yon's face was pale when she said she was fine. It was never easy to suppress the killing intent that chaos was forcibly amplifying.

She was born as an executioner, stained with chaos from birth, but her essence was made up of a kind and pure energy that was not like Runcandel.

As a reserve flagbearer, Jin first recognized Yona's inner side, and thanks to that, she was able to control her chaos, and she was still enduring even when it became unstable again.

"I won't assign capture missions to you in the future."

"Thank you, elder sister. Still, I hope you always prioritize your health from now on."

"My youngest worries about me."

"Of course."

"Hehe, good, good. Then, I need to take a break. I'll be fine by tomorrow evening, so, the youngest, just wait for me. Let's have fun!"

"Of course."

Owal touched his forehead as Yona went out of the window and disappeared somewhere. Jin's expression also darkened. It was because there were things they discussed before Yona arrived.

"Sit Owal, was it really that bad?"

"Yes. At the time that Glyek woke up, she had a seizure and ran out of control. There were no casualties because I and all the best executioners were nearby, but if we weren't there... I don't even want to imagine."

Jin focused his attention on Owal's face and the scars on his hands. It was a wound caused while overpowering Yona, who ran out of control.

'Are you saying that even though 10 executioners were together, Sir Owal got hurt?'

Jin never thought that Glyek's awakening would lead to Yona's rampage.

'At the time, Lady Amela and the Porch siblings also showed signs of having seizures because of Glyek's energy. But my elder sister went on a rampage even though she was so far away from the battlefield.'

There is still not much known about chaos in the world. All they know is that the kings of chaos were created due to the mistakes of the gods, Orb of Origin, and after experiencing Glyek directly, they could never stand against them without the power of genesis knight.

Still, Jin was able to infer the connection between the situation.

"Right now, the remnants of Glyek are not causing the same reaction as elder sister Yona to all those who are infected with chaos."

Amela and Proch siblings' seizures subsided shortly after the Vamel Alliance escaped the battlefield with Runcandel's help.

Now, with only the remnants of that being left, the situation is no different from before the incident.

"It must be a phenomenon that occurs only in those infected beyond a certain level of chaos, right?"

"I think so. Have you ever seen the true nature of the chaos that elder sister Yona has?"

"I saw it."

"Lady Amela is infected with chaos. Elder Sister Yona found out about this and came to subdue Lady Amela's chaos, but the difference between my sister and Lady Amela's chaos was so great that it couldn't even be compared."

Then Jin pointed to the documents lying on the table.

"And in addition to elder sister Yona, these documents contain cases of demonicization and rampage caused by chaos. The informants and journalists of the Vamel Alliance have found that similar things are happening all over the world."

However, among those who lost control, no one showed as strong a force as Yona. Of course, they also needed at least seven or eight-star knights and mages to suppress them, but it was not comparable to Yona.

If the reaction to Glyek's energy really depends on the size of the chaos, then it means that Yona's chaos is on a different level from them.

"Ha."

Owal sighed in frustration.

As of now, there is no means to prevent the lost control phenomenon of the chaos infected.

And Owal regarded Yona more than his successor and cherished her sincerely.

Jin was frustrated as well.

"I will continue to find out the reasons."

"As soon as nameless finds out any related information about it, I will share it with the Vamel Alliance."

Owal was now treating Jin as the commander-in-chief of the Vamel Alliance, not just the flagbearer of Runcandel. It wasn't just because he personally held Jin in high regard and was grateful for Yona.

Since the world's power landscape has changed due to the Sword Emperor Castle War, Nameless may not have much time left to remain neutral now.

"Anyway, I'm going to go watch Yona for now. With this, all of the requests have been completed. Jin, and Dante Hairan."

Dante kept his eyes fixed on the emperor lying on the floor as they talked.

"Yes, Sir Owl. I will pay the additional reward for the capture as you instructed..."

Owal shook his head at Dante's words.

"You don't have to. After all, aren't my nameless indebted to Sir Ron? Besides, I was in debt to Sir Ron from my youth."

Owal pulled out a single flower from his bosom.

"I can't offer it to Sir Ron's light at the Sword Emperor castle, so if a temporary memorial stone is built in the empire, please put it for Sir Ron instead of me."

When Owal left, Jin and Dante looked down at the emperor. His torn clothes and haggard appearance revealed the hardship he must have endured during his escape.

"It looks like he hasn't received any protection from the imperial family."

Dante nodded at Jin's words.

They were well aware that the reason the imperial family didn't protect the emperor wasn't solely due to public opinion. It signified that the emperor no longer possessed the most crucial imperial personnel, including 'Majins'.

"I will inform the people of my reign at noon."

Slap, slap!

Dante slapped the Emperor and lifted him up.

"Kuh, ugh!"

"Amir Vermont."

"What, Dante Hairan, the traitor?"

"In two hours, you will be standing in the Imperial Palace Plaza, where you incited Hairan to be a traitor. Your fate will be decided there."

The emperor seemed unfazed, as if he had already abandoned any lingering attachments. He was well aware that the imperial family had forsaken him.

In addition, even Zipfel broke its promise with him during the first battle, so he really had no support left.

"Pfft... Are you planning to publicly execute me, declaring the era of Hairan, using this opportunity? Or will you personally behead me with that sword?"

"No, killing you is not about Hairan's revenge, but..."

Snap! Dante opened the central window, dampening the curtain, revealing the distant crowd gathered like clouds.

People were shouting. Hurry up and bring Amir Vermont to death. 

Otherwise, they would incite a riot on the spot.

"It is the public sentiment of the empire."

The emperor's previously calm eyes rapidly darkened and trembled.

What Amir Vermont feared was not death or torture. It wasn't even being abandoned by the imperial family or losing the emperor's position.

It was the voices of the people filled with hatred. Even though he didn't know.

Amir Vermont was a cruel and monstrous figure, but he sincerely loved the people of the empire as an emperor.

-They don't have the power or the will to stop me anyway. They like Hairan more than me, but they don't really risk their life. Their foolish and annoying actions are cute and lovable.

The words Amir said to Alton Hairan in the Imperial Palace Square right before the Sword Emperor castle war.

Unlike then, the people now showed a determination to kill the emperor, even if it meant sacrificing their lives.

This sight was destroying the inner side of the emperor, which was composed of arrogance, tyranny, and pride. He was not prepared to part ways with the people yet. 

A pitiful man who had spent his entire life living in a false unrequited love was about to die at their hands.

Amir Vermont found it more agonizing to realize that he was going to die at the hands of imperial people than facing death and losing his imperial position.

Two hours later.

The emperor, who was thrown into the square, was stoned by the people until nothing remained of him.

The people cursed without leaving their position even after what remained on the land where the emperor stood was stains of blood, flesh, and bones.