The Returnee Noble Lady Attacks His Majesty the Dragon Emperor

The sky is heavy.

The clouds appeared darker and darker, clustering around the sky city of Raelm. It seems that the dragon god is cursing the Rave Empire.

After shaking aside his ominous thoughts for a moment, Listeard landed the Red Dragon in the dragon airfield under sight. And I jumped out of the saddle and wore the neck of the dragon that brought me here.

"Thank you, Brunhilde. I'll be right back."

"Lord Listead! Hey, when are you coming?"

Uncle, where are you?

When I asked the soldier who came rushing to us, the answer came back to me.

"Yes, well... to the search party of the false emperor Hades himself"

"Hypocrite."

I tried to yell at you, but I didn't have time to correct the thoughts of a single soldier. It was then that I walked out to find someone to talk to.

Dear Listeard,

When the most inaccurate person comes out, Listeard's eyes become sharp.

The opponent laughs calmly, as usual, regardless of Listead's overt aversion - even when his real brother is banished from the Imperial Capital.

"Welcome home. I have heard from Elinzia. They're staying here for a while."

I remember my half-sister's face, which ended in a breakdown of negotiations, and it became more and more bitter. But my sister wouldn't have offended me.

Vissel, Hades' real brother, may have a relationship between Hades and Georg - a kind and sweet sister thought so. I'm sure she even thinks Vissel might be in trouble with the plank.

"Listeard's separation is ready. Please take a rest there. Frieda-san is waiting."

But Listeard doesn't think Vissel is in trouble, and he can't see it.

"I have repeatedly told you to stop that tone, brother Vissel. The same is true for sashimi. You are my half-brother and the Crown Prince of my Lavé Empire. I want you to be aware of that."

On Listeard's advice, the young man gave his grey hair a loose look, narrowed his pale golden eyes and smiled softly.

"Yes, but that, too, is the exaggerated position that my sweet brother Hades gave me. You will be unhappy with the native Rave royal family. It's a manifestation of that awareness. It's my own exorcism that I never intended to confront you."

A young man with a soft face responds with opposite sides to his younger brother, who has a sense of danger and intimidation like a razor blade. Perhaps the look of my brother's dark-haired blonde complexion makes me feel so illusory.

But Listeard is uncomfortable. I don't know what you're up to with this stubborn selfishness and a smile like eating this guy.

"So you abandon your brother as a hypocrite and support your uncle as the new emperor? Say it's the status given to you by Hades."

"I can't make such a big decision, Your Highness. All of them will be decided by the dragon god Lavé. We need to know who the Dragon Emperor is."

Without paying attention to the breathtaking signs around him, Vissel smiles gently. Listied and grabbed the breasthold.

"That's why you won't stop your uncle!? Now Hades is being pursued by the Imperial Army, and his allies are running for nothing. Give it to me!

"My brother raised the dragon god as a protector at the border. This will not happen to the extent that the Imperial Army is chasing us. She doesn't need an ally."

"That's not the problem! Think about how Hades feels!

I don't know where I am or what I am doing, but how does it feel to be chased by people from all over the Empire? How does it feel not to be alone?

It was the first time Listeard knew that no one was going to think about such an easy thing.

Even that half-brother has something she doesn't know. What will happen to this country if it goes in the wrong direction?

"You should be the first to move for Hades!

"Of course, if you ask me for help, I will join you. It's my brother. Just don't forget."

Vissel told him slowly and with cold eyes, so that he could tell the young child.

"He is a dragon emperor. There are so many things that are intriguing about it, including how someone can do it."

Seeing his mistake, Listeard was stunned.

I didn't think he liked it. But it's just personal emotion. I thought I was getting along with Hades. I'm sure he's a good brother to Hades.

But this man doesn't reach out to his brother himself.

(What are you thinking? No way....)

Believing in his brother with the Heavenly Sword, he stopped the successive deaths of the Crown Prince. Communicate Hadis's words on behalf of Hadis and turn politics around. Hades' earlier solemnity for the fierce Marquis of Bayle was also defensive for some reason.

But I didn't stop it.

This is all the more frightening - a gentle brother who adjusted the surroundings with his brother, who was neglected as a cursed emperor, and became a gear to smoothly move the Rave Empire.

All at once Listaird held his fist.

"... if you hear from Hades, call me. I'm going to help."

To say the least, Vissel tilted her head.

"My half-brother. Of course."

He walked roughly with his fist in his hand. First check the safety of Freeda, then - and then what can you do?

I wish someone on that idiot's side was alone.

I'm fed up with other people's hopeless wishes.

Should I have said a word before I left for Cratos? When I heard about the disposition of the Marquis of Bayle, if I disagreed, I would have been killed, if I had shaken away my crying sister and yelled at everything and hit her.

I'm sure it was too late for that.

To look for Hades, my uncle began burning villages of innocent people. Still, Hades won't come out. It is my uncle who is burning the village, but the voice of resentment focuses on the hadith that does not come out. Then the dragon began to disappear. Logistics stalls and chaos spreads. This time, criticism gathers around the Imperial Palace and skirmishes occur. And they screamed.

What on earth is the Emperor doing?

Interestingly enough, nobody thought Hades was dead already. My uncle had begun to create a self-contradiction by naming the new emperor and complaining of Emperor Hades' negligence.

Yes, he is the Dragon Emperor.

In support of this, a strange disease spread in the Imperial Capital. The heart stops and dies, covered in scales. The source of the infection was clear. He's the first one to get sick, and he's the only one who's going slow.

Even the Royal family of Rave is cursed. It was no longer clear who was the true emperor of the country and what was happening.

The Imperial Army, which once expelled Hadis from the Empire, captured his scaled uncle with only his right arm and dragged him out to the central square. No one could stop it.

I had no choice but to believe that you would come back.

Come back to the throne. It is no longer a wish or a hope. Fear.

The day after his uncle was executed by the Emperor.

Hadis, alone, opened the gates of the empire, and triumphed.

In just two months, the pseudo-emperor riot ended quickly.