Chapter 47
After exchanging an unintelligible conversation with the Goddess Isiris, Seraphim began to battle her.
Immediately after they flew off somewhere during the fight, Mok, regaining his composure, urgently ordered the orcs.
“Everyone, get a grip! This is no time to be standing around dazed!”
“Full-scale attack! Advance towards the Imperial Palace!”
“!! U-…Uwaaaaa!!”
“Advance! Advance!”
Following Mok and the chieftains’ commands, the orcs, brandishing their weapons, began flooding through the shattered castle gates.
Although roughly thirty percent of their forces had been annihilated by the Goddess Isiris, tens of thousands of orcs still remained on their side.
Moreover, the Goddess Isiris, who had displayed such overwhelming might, had literally been disposed of by Seraphim somewhere.
The fact that the god they so desperately cried out to had descended and extended a hand of salvation to them, reignited the morale of the orcs, which had been temporarily shaken.
“D-Damn it! S-Stop them! B-Block them, ugh… Urgk!”
On the other hand, the soldiers of the Baro Empire, whose only hope had vanished along with the disappearance of the Goddess Isiris, were still unable to recover from the mental shock they suffered upon witnessing Seraphim.
They no longer had the strength to stop the advancing orcs.
“Occupy the palace!”
“For the Orcs!”
“Hail Seraphim!”
In no time, the orcs surged down the main road, storming into the Imperial Palace.
During this advance, they encountered numerous human civilians, but they paid no attention to them.
Their priority was to seize the Imperial Palace as quickly as possible.
Moreover, due to Seraphim’s teachings that it was wrong to harm innocents, even if they were human, the orcs had no reason to hurt the fleeing humans.
Focused solely on their objective, they quickly made their way into the palace.
“N-No… How did the orcs get here so quickly?!”
“S-Stop them, somehow!”
The Imperial Guards, desperately drawing their weapons and attempting to resist.
However, no matter how elite the guards were, with fewer than a thousand men, it was impossible to hold off tens of thousands of orcs.
“S-Surrender! We surrender!”
“P-Please spare us! Spare our lives, I beg of you!”
In the end, the remaining guards dropped their weapons and surrendered.
With no one left to stand in their way,
Mok, the chieftains, and the countless orcs following them advanced straight to the deepest part of the Imperial Palace.
And then.
“H-Hiiiik!!!”
“N-No… A-Already?!”
Emperor Ramset, who had just attempted to flee, and his ministers.
And the Grand General Roa, who had returned to his side along with a small group of soldiers.
Upon spotting them, Mok and the other orcs swiftly surrounded them.
“Urgh…”
“You scum… Don’t come any closer! How dare you act so insolently before the Emperor of the Baro Empire?!”
The trembling Emperor and the Grand General Roa, who tried to protect him no matter what.
Although reversing the tide of the battle was now impossible, a formidable aura still emanated from Roa, a warrior of Heroic Rank.
Even though Roa couldn’t possibly handle so many orcs alone, capturing him would still require the orcs to endure some damage.
At that moment.
Gazing at Roa, Mok spoke in a calm voice.
“It’s unfortunate that we meet under these circumstances, but it’s over now, Grand General.”
“Silence, you filthy Orc! I’d rather choose death than kneel before you! You filthy traitor! His Majesty the late Emperor cherished you so much, and this is how you repay his kindness?!”
Roa spoke with a sharp tone.
Then.
Looking at Roa, Mok continued to speak in a composed voice.
“That’s precisely what I wanted to say. How could you, who was once His Majesty’s loyal retainer, throw away your life for such a traitor?”
“W-What?”
“! W-Wait… What are you talking about…”
Emperor Ramset’s face turned pale with confusion at Mok’s words.
Seeing his reaction, Mok, convinced of his theory, looked straight at Roa and spoke.
“You must remember. The inexplicable events on the day the late Emperor passed away. The fire that suddenly broke out in the building His Majesty left after his prayer visit, trapping him inside and claiming his life. But that day, Princess Patra and I saw it. Just before the fire started, we saw Ramset and his men, wearing masks and holding bloodied swords, sneaking out of the building.”
“!”
“N-No way…”
People began to show signs of great agitation at Mok’s words.
Normally, it would have been dismissed as a baseless accusation—a ploy to defame the ruler of this nation.
However, in a situation as desperate as this, where everything was effectively over,
The words of Mok, who held the upper hand, started to resonate deeply with everyone present.
“Ramset… You… You really did that…”
“N-No… No, that’s not true… I… I didn’t do such a thing…”
Emperor Ramset struggled to offer a proper defense in this unexpected situation.
There was no tangible evidence,
Even if it were true, there were still plenty of ways to view it differently.
In fact, Ramset could have outright claimed that Mok was lying, and it wouldn’t have been easy to completely refute it.
Yet, despite this, the present situation—
And Ramset’s shaken reaction—
Became evidence enough in itself.
As if confirming Mok’s statement…
That he had indeed murdered the late Emperor—
His own father.
“Urgh…”
—Clang!
Finally, Roa and the few remaining soldiers, having lost all will to fight, dropped their swords.
Watching this, Mok silently offered his respects to the late Emperor—a man who, although a cruel ruler to the orcs,
Had been like a father to him.
*
{I… I offer this girl’s body and soul… to you… P…Please… Please make this lowly one yours…}
[…]
One day in real time, but several days in the magically prolonged time—finally, the Goddess Isiris, kneeling before me, declared her submission.
Immediately after, a golden chain began to wrap around her neck.
The one holding the other end of the chain was my hand, covered in pure white feathers.
Unlike the ‘light’ subordination contract I had formed with Eva in the past, this was a slave contract of eternal servitude—an unbreakable oath of absolute submission to me.
The only one who could break this chain was the Supreme God who governs all of existence.
If she even considered breaking this, it would send a signal to me instantly, and if I wished, I could obliterate her very existence down to her soul.
With this, there was no longer any possibility of this creature named Isiris ever betraying me.
But even though she had become a perfect ‘Dog,’ my gaze towards her remained cold.
It was only natural.
Though she appeared as a pitiful woman now, this being had just mercilessly led countless orcs to their deaths without a shred of guilt.
It may have been for the sake of establishing hierarchy, but the truth is that there was a hint of revenge in my genuine beating of this wretched creature.
And that remains the case even now.
When I think of the orcs who just died… No, even further, when I think of the countless humans she exploited under the guise of being a deity, it felt like even complete annihilation would not suffice as punishment.
However, I had no choice but to hold back for now.
The main reason was the same as when I restrained Arc Royle from exacting her revenge.
If I continued to torture and kill her like this, I too would be in danger of succumbing to corruption.
Judgment driven by justice, not acts stemming from hatred and wrath—such deeds ultimately only cause harm to oneself.
Additionally, there was another reason.
Right now, keeping this creature alive was more beneficial than killing her.
It was unfortunate, but I still didn’t fully grasp what that Ba’al entity was plotting or what schemes he had in mind.
But it was clear that this Isiris creature knew the answer.
Moreover, since she was Ba’al’s sister and one of the central figures of his faction, she might unexpectedly prove useful in devising a plan to bring down the God Ba’al.
And there was one more reason I could not ignore.
Although I had successfully subjugated the orcs, the humans in the Baro Empire still worshiped the Goddess Isiris.
Unlike the Kanan Kingdom or the Moabmon Alliance, the Goddess Isiris was practically the indigenous deity of the Baro Empire alone.
Despite her tyranny, it would have been impossible for this nation to survive for hundreds of years without her help.
Though the circumstances were far from ideal, it was still true that from the perspective of the common people, Isiris had helped the nation overcome countless crises.
The faith in the Goddess Isiris was absolute among the humans of the Baro Empire.
If I were to annihilate this creature here, it would undoubtedly cause unimaginable chaos, and the people of the Empire would certainly not submit to me so easily.
Moreover, their hatred towards the orcs would intensify even further, potentially igniting another civil war.
When I considered the massive amount of blood that would be shed in the process, it was clear that having her atone for her sins while living was a better option than simply killing her.
The fate of those who died was regrettable, but sacrificing even more of the living to avenge them was not a solution.
Thus, I decided to spare the Goddess Isiris.
Of course, this was not on equal terms as a ‘cooperator’ or ‘ally’ as she had mentioned before.
She was now essentially a slave, with a leash around her neck, firmly held by her master.
[As your master, I command you. Go and speak to the people of the Baro Empire.]
{Y…Yes! Just… just tell me what to say, Master!}
The Goddess Isiris, hurriedly lowering her head in an urgent voice.
No…
The bitch who now showed her head as a symbol of submission under me.
I instructed her to convey the situation exactly as I had planned.
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