Become Tyrant On My Own Way
Chapter 113 – LOVE
Since long ago, I have believed that humans are stupid, emotional, and egoistic creatures that only prioritize their own interests.
Humans since time immemorial are narrow-minded creatures who can even sacrifice hundreds of thousands of lives for their own safety.
Humans are cold-hearted beings who constantly use their illogical minds to justify any mistakes they make.
Even worse, humans are creatures that always consider themselves superior to other species. Humans are not hesitant to damage nature, chop trees, and do not even hesitate to hunt wild animals on the grounds of justification in the form of improving the welfare of mankind.
Such is the sin of humans who even among them often kill each other just because of trivial problems such as differences in race, nation, descent, and even national origin.
That is why when I witnessed Sister Tius who always did her best to sacrifice herself for the benefit of the people, I humiliated her.
I looked at Brother Tius as a fool, a foolish loser who did not know the value of his own life.
“Hei, Helios. I know it's hard for you. I know you have been exiled so far that you have never received a proper education as a royal family. I understand that, so let's just assume that we never talked about this. But don't force the value you bring from the outside either to me or to Ilene because we on behalf of the royal family, will be willing to make any sacrifices including if it's our lives.”
I don't remember when we last talked to each other, but more or less that's what he told me in our last meeting.
What a foolish Brother, no, he is a fool from there as an individual being.
Even our last conversation I remember was that his ambition was not for his own sake, but for the benefit of the people.
What's so great about all that?
How long will the people be sad after learning of your death?
A month? Two months? No, even I am sure they will grieve for just a day and two, crying over the departure of their hero, ushering in his loss with their solemn tears. But after that, I am sure that even after three days they will soon forget the departure of their heroes to continue their happy lives paid for the lives of their heroes.
“What are you saying, Helios. Of course it's worth it. For the sake of your baby and for the future of the successors of this nation, we who stand at the top must be a sturdy pole and roof to protect them until they are ready to work in this world.”
Is after sacrificing yourself for the sake of the country then Brother betrayed himself by the neighboring country who was paid with the death of Brother, Brother will really live happily in nature there?
The future of a bright country, the successor of a competent nation, a powerful people, is it worth paying with your life?
What does it mean to fight for the future of the kingdom if you are not there to enjoy the results?
Peace without the existence of a hero to enjoy the results of his struggle, is not it too irony even to be a story in the novel?
I hate Brother. I hate Brother Tius who always put the interests of the people first, but Brother ignored me when I was ostracized by them about the sacred prophecy.
I hate people like Brother who always hold the view that the interests of others are far more important than the interests of your own life.
Even in the last moment Brother, Brother was finally killed for protecting Prince Rowen from the attack of assassins. Should the time of danger befall Big Brother at that time, Big Brother just ran to put Brother's own life first.
Brother need not be pretentious to be a hero who looks far ahead who is needed more to survive.
What can you do with that weak body?
Brother is weak, but Brother's heroic soul is overrated. Isn't that lame?
See the consequences now, Big Brother is dead, but what can Big Brother realize with Brother's death?
Brother was foolishly betrayed by Cabalcus, humiliated by Vlonhard, they just trampled on the body of Brother who was lying stiff with a laugh of satisfaction.
That is the truth of Man, Brother. Selfish, full of evil, feeling superiority by oppressing the weak.
So, the way of life of Brother is wrong. Wrong big!
Then the young man stood before me.
“These refugees have nothing to do with royal treason. If you intend to avenge you on the royal priesthood, it should be enough of my life that you are seeking.”
He had without a doubt wanted to sacrifice his own life in order to protect others.
Ah, why are there still others who are as stupid as Big Brother? Are you still able to say that when I start to remove all the contents in your intestines?
“Sister Roggie, please take the refugees away from here.”
“What does His Highness the Prince say? Where could I possibly do that? If anyone should die, then I am the one who should die, provided that the life of His Highness the Prince can survive.”
Ah, this is annoying.
They're both equally pretentious. Is your life some kind of cheap stuff that you will easily get back? If you die in this place, then everything will end for you.
In the end, you're all much more hypocritical than I am.
“Young people, please don't kill us as well as these nobles. These nobles only saved us from the tyranny of the Monk Robell Zarkan to us who did not want to follow his doctrine of justification of war for the unification of the continent. If not for these nobles, we would have long since died at the hands of that vile tyrant.”
Somehow I was a little jolted listening to the word ‘heinous tyrant’ come out from one of the mouths of those imperial refugees? Was it in my subconscious that I had justified myself as a vile tyrant?
No, it's not possible. From the beginning I had no intention of the throne. I have no intention of becoming a king whose work will always reign. So even king I have no intention, then how could I possibly be a tyrant?
All this time I deliberately hid in the shadow of Kak Tius so that people do not put hope in me behind the enchanting charm of Kak Tius as the ideal king candidate.
Ah, so it seems.
Now I understand that attitude of Brother Tius.
He behaves like that, he is broken, one of the factors causing it is the expectations of people who are too big on him. Then I unconsciously became one of those people who imposed great expectations on him which in the end put too much pressure on the mental Kak Tius.
That's why Tius' brother got damaged. Apparently I'm the one who has been one of the causes.
And also now, I understand why until I missed Prince Stephanus in my hunt. He doesn't have the smell of a traitor. One answer is that he is innocent.
Perhaps he knew of his royal plot of rebellion, perhaps he knew everything, but had no power to stop it.
That is why rather than his pride was damaged by his mental pushover, seeing firsthand the betrayal of his own country that is contrary to his values, he prefers to flee far to the northern border of his kingdom.
Then by chance, he met with refugees members of the imperial sacred temple who obtained tyranny from the Monk Robell Zarkan. Because of his kindness, he helped the refugees to obtain their new homes.
Pushover plus hypocrisy. He's not far from Sister Tius, equally pushover. But at the very least, he was no more stupid than Brother Tius. He knows when to give up. However, he will also be destroyed by this cruel world.
Why do I feel sorry for him? He was one of the families of the people who had killed my brother, Tius. Why do I pity him?
Living in this world would also make him suffer even more with his corrupt nature. It's better if I kill him now than he should feel the same agony as Sister Tius felt.
I raised my sharp claws high up, preparing to kill them all. But then, an impossible voice was here at this moment I suddenly heard,
“Mas Lou, stop, Mas! Do not allow yourself to be consumed by darkness! I know that Mas is a strong man to be able to fight it all!”
My wife was suddenly in front of me.
If it wasn't for him, I'm sure, I would have been drowning in that very dark abyss a long time ago.
