After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King

  Chapter 307 The Death of Caligula

   Grand Duke Caligula... Looking around his life, it was quite a magnificent life.

  When he was born, the entire Dukedom of Caligula was calling his name... He, who had been placed with high expectations, did not live up to his father's expectations, and perfectly inherited the status of Duke.

Under the rule of Caligula, his reputation in the empire became more and more prominent, and finally he was able to be respectfully called "Grand Duke". important pillar.

   If there is no accident, Caligula will stand by the imperial city of the empire as a hero, and die as a loyal witness to the subjugation of the empire... at the hands of monsters.

   That would be an epic.

  But... a person who absolutely shouldn't be born was born. His name is Ira Alcaras, and he was born in the home of Alcaras. It was a small family with a small fiefdom.

   In a burst of magical power, Ira killed Caligula's child.

  However, Caligula didn't care... Later, when Ira was studying in the Tower of Pure White, he killed another child of his own in a duel, and he still didn't care.

  The talented and talented Iraq made Caligula very optimistic about the future of this young man... Caligula knew that Iraq would be the future hope of the empire, and maybe it would give the empire more breathing room.

   Next...

  …

  After graduating, Ira perfectly became a treacherous minister... Bewitching two generations of kings, spreading treacherous speeches, acting rebellious, forming cliques for personal gain, eliminating dissidents, being selfish, and deceiving superiors.

  Holding favor and being arrogant, playing with things and losing one's ambition, managing prestige, trying to seize power, persecuting colleagues, using power to harm the country, and killing loyal and good people...

  Ira has contact with almost everything. Although it is undeniable that he has indeed turned the tide of the war between the empire and the monsters, there is no doubt that he is definitely not a good courtier.

   At least for the imperial class, he is definitely a traitor like no other.

   Everything started to change at that time.

  …

   "..."

  Caligula opened his eyes with difficulty. He looked at the bustling crowd in front of him, and then looked up with difficulty at Her Highness Isabella who was sitting tall... He knew that he would be executed soon.

   His vision was covered in blood, and he could only feel dizzy for a while.

  Why is this happening? Clearly...obviously...obviously...obviously...he is the greatest loyalty, everything he does is for the empire, for his own power and the empire itself.

  For thousands of years, all nobles have done this, and he did it as a matter of course, and naturally rejected Ira who didn't do it...Is this wrong? !

   "Is...is there something wrong?"

  Wrong, Impossible, It's not me who is wrong...

  Caligula’s eyes were wide open, he stretched out his hands to hold the shackles around his neck, he was already crazy... He felt that the world was absurd, and all [right] and [wrong] seemed to have switched places.

"Hahaha…"

  Caligula was gasping for breath, and he collapsed powerlessly on the ground, looking at the executioner who raised the knife, he didn't realize until this moment... that he was going to die soon.

   "No...no...no...no...no no no no no no!!"

  Caligula, who was almost going mad, retreated helplessly, but was chained to the same place, unable to retreat... He was actually not afraid of death, he had been prepared to die a long time ago.

   Caligula has lived long enough.

   "My children, my wife...what should I do?"

   Caligula murmured, he kissed the land of the empire he loved, he really loved his wife...even though he liked to play with slaves, it didn't prevent him from really loving her wife.

   This is not a conflict.

   "Duke Caligula III! Betrayed the Empire in the war, an unforgivable crime! Execute now!"

During the judge's reading, the executioner once again raised the blade high, with a cold light shining on the blade... At this moment, Caligula, whose hands have been nailed to the magic stone shackles, theoretically cannot have even the slightest struggle up.

  Of course, there are no absolutes in the world.

   "Absolutely!! A group of... untouchables! Lowly fellows! Have no right to kill me!!"

Caligula roared, the mighty mana exploded, the terrible willpower broke through the shackles, and the blockade of mana by the magic stone, he burst out with arrogance, which was extraordinarily blazing at this moment, he shouted He wrote: "Only him! Only he is qualified!"

  Who is he here... This is something that does not need to be asked.

"Ira Alcarras! You are a coward, you bastard! Get out of here! Get out of here! You have been hiding and watching my miserable state, are you happy?! Then come to a duel? !Come and kill me?!!"

Caligula's eyes had already exploded, his own blood exploded on his own face, making the world look red, and he threw Mana in the direction of Isabella by virtue of his memory. to attack.

  Even if he is already crazy, he is very convinced... If Ira is here, then he will definitely come out to protect Isabella. This is the idea that exists in his subconscious.

Then at this moment, a question suddenly popped up in his mind. This question is actually in everyone's mind, but he really just started to think at this moment—if Ira is that kind of person, then is he really worth it? Isn't it a traitor?

   But, Caligula won't think about it, he doesn't want to think about it...

   Standing in front of him was a consul with wings on his back. Because of the blood in front of his eyes, Caligula couldn't see the other person's appearance, but... that was undoubtedly the person he had been waiting for.

   "Hahaha!! Hahahahahaha!! Ira! You really are... Yi..."

Caligula's voice gradually fell down. His last vitality and strength were also exhausted in the explosion just now. He didn't even need the opponent to make a move. He fell to the ground and murmured He said: "You bastard... The empire is handed over to you."

   I did read it right...

  Ira is indeed an amazing and talented person! ! !

"what!"

   "..."

   "..."

  After a short and hasty laugh, before he could make a continuous [hahaha...] sound, Caligula's eyes instantly became dizzy, and he lost his breath completely.

   "..."

   "Mr. Marilla, did he just... misunderstand something?"

Regarding Isabella's words, Marilla Alcaraz, who stood between Isabella and Caligula, retracted her wings, shook her head, and replied simply: "Don't worry... I really don't know. So-called."

  After the voice fell, those angry and homeless civilians rushed towards Caligula's body one after another. They tore and tore... attributed all the hatred of the displaced to Caligula.

   Even though, he was originally the most respected one among the nobles.

  …

  For the self-proclaimed great Caligula, being torn to pieces by humble pariahs...should be the worst, cruelest, most desperate, most humiliating, and most disgusting way to die.

  —————

   "yawn..."

  Ira was bored looking at the map of the Demon Lord's Territory, planning the route of the cat car, and then suddenly felt something... He raised his head and looked out the window.

   "..."

   "Ha, inexplicably... I feel much better."

Ira smiled lightly and talked to himself, he propped his chin, squinted his eyes to feel the feeling, and then realized something at a certain moment, a smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth... He put his index finger and **** together, facing the world The direction of the tree waved.

  I see, Caligula is dead, but I can feel it... What is this? Enemy or friend?

  No, it’s really disgusting to be with that kind of mentally handicapped friend and foe... so it belongs to [Old Enemy]? But this statement is still disgusting, or the word "mortal enemy" is better.

  Yes, this is 【Death Enemy】.

  …

   "Arrivederci! TMD brute!"

  Ira bid her farewell.

  (end of this chapter)