"Tekkai: Utsugi!"
Facing these ordinary bullets, Lancelot didn't care at all.
Because no matter how dense the bullets were, they couldn't harm him in the slightest.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
When these bullets hit Lancelot's hardened body, it was like hitting a magical, invisible wall.
All of the bullets actually bounced back, ricocheting wildly.
"Ahhh..."
One by one, the bullets, now flying in the opposite direction, knocked down the entire squad of soldiers.
For a moment, the corridor was filled with cries of agony.
Even Stelly himself got hit by a stray, ricocheted bullet in the leg.
He was currently clutching his bleeding wound, glaring viciously at Lancelot.
If looks could kill, Lancelot would have been sliced to pieces by Stelly long ago.
"You... you... how dare you?" Stelly shrieked, his voice cracking. "I'm a noble! I'm the princess's consort!"
At this moment, he couldn't understand.
In his perception, the world was divided into two types of people: nobility and commoners.
Someone like Lancelot, a Marine, even if not under his direct command, should still protect him completely in critical moments.
Because he was a great noble of the kingdom.
"Hehehe..."
Looking at Stelly's face, contorted in a mask of pained indignation, Lancelot couldn't help but let out a cold, contemptuous chuckle.
This guy was nothing but a frog in a well.
Still believing that status determined superiority and inferiority.
In the original story, Lancelot recalled, Stelly had even rudely treated the Marine Hero Garp, simply because Garp was a citizen of his kingdom, and he'd taken it for granted.
He had applied his nobility-versus-commoner mindset to Garp, of all people.
He had even believed that Garp should obey his commands as king.
When Garp had, predictably, brutally insulted him, Stelly had been stunned.
Just like now... he couldn't believe that Lancelot, a mere Marine, would dare harm a great noble of the kingdom like him.
"You should be thankful you were born in the East Blue," Lancelot said, his voice flat. "Otherwise, a fool like you would have died countless times already. Still talking about nobility... in this world, the strong rule. Those with the bigger fists make the rules."
As he spoke, he walked to the door and knocked.
"Your Highness, are you in there?"
Sarie's voice, trembling with relief, came from inside.
"Yes!"
Lancelot announced, "I am Lancelot, the newly appointed Marine Governor-General of the East Blue. I just received Your Highness's distress call and happened to be patrolling nearby, so I came immediately."
"Click..."
The door immediately opened, and Sarie stepped out.
When she saw Lancelot, his tall, imposing form filling the doorway, her anxious heart finally settled.
Then, the corners of her mouth turned up in a genuine, dazzling smile, revealing a charming, almost relieved expression.
"You..." Stelly, clutching his leg, couldn't help but feel infuriated seeing this.
As a man, how could he not understand what it meant when a woman, his wife, showed such a smile to another man?
"Hmph..." Sarie snorted coldly, all pretense of the grieving, foolish wife gone.
Standing tall, she looked down on the kneeling Stelly from her height advantage.
She said, her voice dripping with venom.
"You killed my father and my brothers, and you harmed my nephews. Did you really think I didn't know? I wish I could slice you into a thousand pieces..."
Stelly froze, his eyes full of surprise.
At the same time, he was somewhat shocked.
In his mind, Sarie was nothing but a foolish, decorative woman.
No, the entire royal family was extremely foolish in his eyes.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have succeeded so many times in just three short months.
"Should i kill him?" Lancelot said lightly, as if he wasn't deciding someone's life or death, but rather discussing what to eat for lunch.
"Kill him!" Sarie gritted her teeth, her hatred absolute.
"No... no no... no, you can't kill me!" At this moment, Stelly finally became afraid, scrambling backward.
Sarie Nantokanette snapped, "Why not?"
"You... you... don't forget!" Stelly shrieked, "The troops protecting the royal palace, even the entire royal capital, are all under my father, Outlock III's, command!"
"If you kill me, he will never let you go! When the time comes, as a mere Rear Admiral, how could you possibly withstand the thirty thousand elite troops of my Goa Kingdom?"
"This..." Sarie showed hesitation.
That's right.
As the East Blue Governor-General, given enough time to gather all the East Blue navy forces, assembling thirty thousand elite soldiers wouldn't be difficult for Lancelot.
But... now...
Sarie couldn't help but look toward Lancelot, her eyes carrying a questioning expression.
"Thirty thousand elite troops?" Lancelot mused.
Indeed, it was no small force.
Even the Marines wouldn't dare underestimate them.
But in this world, what mattered most was top-tier combat power.
Elite soldiers, without a top-tier combat powerhouse to lead them, were nothing but ants.
"Swish..."
The black blade, Shusui, left Lancelot's sheath directly, drawing a cold, dark gleam through the air.
A wound appeared directly on Stelly's neck.
Lancelot didn't speak further, instead using action to express his meaning directly.
"Gush..."
Blood sprayed out as if it cost nothing.
Stelly clutched his neck desperately, his eyes wide with shock and terror.
He slowly collapsed to the ground.
As blood continued to gush out, he felt his life force rapidly leaving him.
Fear, despair, and an unwilling, agonizing attachment to the power and status he had so briefly held... but it was all too late now.
Seeing Lancelot dispose of Stelly so cleanly and efficiently, without a moment's hesitation, even Sarie couldn't help but be startled by the decisiveness.
But immediately, a profound expression of vindictive satisfaction washed over her face.
At the same time, the way she looked at Lancelot changed completely.
This was a real man.
Even when taking something, he did it openly and honorably, not like Stelly, who used underhanded, poisonous methods to harm people behind the scenes.
Finally, her gaze fell on the twitching Stelly.
Watching him slowly lose his life force, she still felt unsatisfied.
She knelt and whispered in his ear, "Actually... he came last night. It was... so pleasurable. After being married to you for over a year, I never expected I'd experience a woman's pleasure with another man. It made me understand what a real man truly is. A full hour, Stelly. An entire hour! And you?"
"Guh..."
Stelly's eyes widened enormously, blood spraying out wildly from his mouth as he choked on his own rage and humiliation.
"Hahaha..." Sarie couldn't help but laugh heartily, watching as Stelly's already fading eyes refocused under her words.
For someone like Stelly, dying like that was too merciful.
She wanted him to die filled with immense, soul-crushing rage and humiliation.
Only then did she feel utterly satisfied.
Lancelot, who had politely pretended not to hear, sheathed his sword.
"Let's go. We're going to meet Outlock III."
Upon hearing this, Sarie's eyes immediately turned sharp again.
If Stelly was the murderer who killed her father, brother, and nephew, then Outlock III was the biggest accomplice.
Or perhaps, even the true mastermind behind it all.
After all, most of the authority now rested in Outlock III's hands.
"Swish..."
As they walked out of the corridor and arrived at the outer grounds of the palace, unexpectedly, the area was already filled with soldiers.
Hundreds of them. Each one had their gun aimed directly at Lancelot and the new Queen.
At the forefront stood Outlock III, his face brimming with excitement.
Because for him, the current situation was truly... advantageous.
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