After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 112 - 111: Border Dispute

Chapter 112: Chapter 111: Border Dispute

At the border between the Empire and the Duchy, there was a magical town. The left half of the town belonged to the Empire, and the right half belonged to the Duchy. The river in the center of the town was the dividing line between the two countries.

The residents of the Duchy and the Empire were supposed to have enjoyed fairly good relations originally.

However, with the Duchy’s unilateral declaration of war, which was just a declaration without any extreme actions, and the large gatherings of troops on both sides, the atmosphere in the town became tense.

Merchants who got wind of the news left, many residents chose to seek refuge within their countries, and only shopkeepers with physical storefronts continued to open their shops nervously, but it was only a matter of time before they packed up to escape as well.

In this still-operating tavern, someone was observing the situation at the border through the window. Then... in the room on the second floor of the tavern, the door opened.

"Heidlin, according to the plan, I have met up with you. You... Ugh~"

"..."

The woman referred to as Heidlin lay completely immobilized on the bed, wrapped in bandages. Other than her face being uncovered, her entire body was bound in layers of bandages.

The young man who had pushed the door open and saw Heidlin, who looked as if she could die at any moment, clearly wanted to laugh but struggled to keep a straight face.

Heidlin, staring with dead fish eyes at the young man who had managed to suppress his laughter and returned to his indifferent expression and gaze, said, "Shara Elkaras, if you want to laugh, then just laugh."

However, the young man referred to as Shara, who seemed to be in his twenties, had already stopped laughing.

Regaining the cold and calm demeanor of a Governor, he looked at the bandage-wrapped Heidlin, who still needed a long time to recover, and said, "Being able to survive under Uncle Yila’s hand is already quite impressive."

Yes, Shara’s surname was also Elkaras, and Shara was undoubtedly a member of the Yila Faction. As for Heidlin... she was a very rare neutral member.

In other words, Heidlin only followed the Empress’s orders and did not participate in the power struggle between the Yila Faction and the Noble Faction, although Isabella herself might be considered a member of the Yila Faction to some extent.

So, at that time, Heidlin was the only one who seriously pursued Yila. The others merely wore down Yila’s wings at best, and did not do much beyond that... Moreover, it was nearly impossible to capture Yila unharmed as Isabella ordered.

Shara’s grandfather was Yila’s father’s brother, so Shara called Yila "Uncle"... even though he looked older than Yila.

"Yila... the Teacher intentionally didn’t kill me."

*Heidlin said this, closing her eyes, still able to see that eye-searing crimson flame of destruction, as if it had turned into a scorching white color.*

*She had initially wanted to say "Lord Yila," but upon reconsidering, given Yila’s defection, it seemed inappropriate to address him in such a manner, so she used the more neutral "Teacher" instead.*

*Even though Yila himself did not care about such matters.*

"I knew before you even said it. Otherwise, there was no way you could have survived Uncle Yila’s hands. But could your Death Trigger then activate Uncle Yila’s Death Trigger after your death?"

Then, if that were the case, Heidlin would indeed die.

She would become the first Governor with a Seat to die.

"Not necessarily. My Death Trigger is clearly not on the same level, unlike Marilla, the Mostima Shadow Shark."

*Heidlin spoke, knowing well the reason why Governors were feared on the battlefield. Upon their death, syllables would automatically emerge from their mouths, and spells would activate automatically.*

*When a person is killed, the Mana within their body should be out of control, unable to activate any spells. So, this was something that should not exist in the world... However, the Governors did not have Mana within their bodies.*

*All Mana was forged into four wings used for loading.*

And the Death Trigger of a Governor typically cleared the surrounding battlefield indiscriminately, while also restoring some life force to pull the Governor back from death. Different Governors had different cooldown times for their Death Triggers.

Compared to the consumption of the Governor’s World Spell, their battle habits, and their usual weapons, the cooldown time of the Governor’s Death Trigger was the most crucial information of all, and it absolutely could not be revealed lightly.

As long as there was a Governor with a Death Trigger, they would be granted a Seat.

There were ten Seats for Governors... or maybe more, but currently, there were only ten Seats. After Yila left and each person automatically filled a Seat, there were only nine Seats left.

"Sister’s Death Trigger is indeed very powerful."

Shara nodded in agreement. This handsome young man with gentle brows simply referred to the head of the Yila Faction and Chief Governor, Marilla Elkaras, as his sister.

After all, she was truly his sister.

"You all... really don’t consider the prosperity and continuation of the family, do you?"

*Heidlin asked this, even though she was not from the Empire... This was quite evident because she did not have "la" in her name. Nonetheless, she knew very well the Empire’s extreme emphasis on family descendants.*

This generation of the Elkaras Family had mostly chosen to become Governors. Therefore, the family could not expand the number of descendants in the next generation, which completely contradicted the values of a large family.

"I don’t mind. I’m a hedonist~"

Shara said lightly, though it was hard to imagine an emotionally indifferent Governor being a hedonist. He joked with Heidlin, who was lying in bed: "Maybe someday, everyone in the Yila Faction will run away with Uncle Yila."

"..."

"..."

"Take back what you just said, and I can pretend..."

"I’m just kidding."

Shara nonchalantly interrupted Heidlin. Looking calmly at the somber atmosphere outside the window, he said, "What are the Duchy’s sissies up to? Teasing and taunting with their naffy hand movements and violets?"

Calling them sissies... Although it was accurate, the Elkaras’ family had inherited Lord Yila’s sharp tongue.

*Heidlin thought to herself. She looked at the impending storm at the border and said, "That’s why I brought you here. The Duchy’s nobles each fight their own battles, unlike us. Their armies do not belong to the Duchy, so they commit atrocities.*

*They burn and kill for profit, and they ravage for desire. So...*

"If they kill innocent civilians, that’s unacceptable. So, it’s up to us to take action, eliminate their armies at the border, and ensure the battlefield doesn’t encroach on the Empire’s territory... Right?"

Shara said this as he unceremoniously grabbed the snacks by Heidlin’s bed and started eating.

...

*So, let’s start. At the moment of their attack, let them know what a Governor is, what means—*

*To govern the world.*