Shira: I'm Bringing Dad Along to Wreak Havoc! (7K) (Continued)

Sir Honest's son, Syura, is really drooling over the Dimensional Imperial Arm, Shambhala, which he possesses.

Go overseas to pursue Syura?

Only a fool would do something so time-consuming and laborious; it would be better to use Honest's hand to bring that foolish son back.

However, after the morning court session ended...

"I can't stand it! That Yotsuba Mahiro! How dare he insult me! Damn it, I've been under so much pressure lately, and it's made me gain a lot of weight!"

Inside the luxurious, palace-like attic, Honest devoured the food before him.

It's fair to say that Honest truly deserves the nickname "fat pig," as his eating speed is exceptionally fast, even surpassing that of the Akame and Kurome sisters.

"Haha, you just ate too much, Dad."

Across the table sat a tall, thin young man with dark brown skin.

He had an X-shaped scar on his cheek, making him look as menacing as Honest.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that the two have the same hair color and their faces are about 50-60% similar.

"Syura, I sent you on a trip a few years ago, and it seems you're capable of handling things on your own now."

Looking at the somewhat composed young man before him, Honest offered a slight composure.

The young man in front of him was his son, Syura.

The reason he brought up the matter of establishing a separate police department in the palace was because he had summoned his son, Syura, back to the palace.

He was still figuring out how to get the young emperor to agree to his suggestion, but his idiotic relative Iokar, had already paved the way for him.

What I didn't expect was that that wretched brat, Yotsuba Mahiro, would actually agree to my suggestion!

In this way, as long as Esdeath returns and forms a main force to cooperate with her son Syura, they will eventually be able to completely infiltrate Yotsuba Mahiro's Secret Police!

Thinking about this made Honest feel much better.

However, Syura was completely unaware of her father's intentions and simply continued speaking to herself:

"Ah, I have indeed been to many places, and I have discovered that our empire is actually one of the most technologically advanced nations. The rest, whether it's the frozen tundra in the north or the islands in the south, are too backward and impoverished; they can't even manufacture firearms!"

Syura's face was filled with disdain.

"If we're talking about civilizations second only to empires, it should be the Western kingdoms of foreign peoples. We often see many interesting items brought back from there."

Honest wiped the oil stains with a napkin while offering his insights.

"Yes, they possess strange cultures such as alchemy, and the gap between them and the Empire isn't that large."

"Before I had a chance to travel to the barbarian island nations of the East and the southern seas, I received your message, Father, and immediately used the Imperial Arms Dimensional Array— Shambhala— to teleport back to the Imperial Capital from those southern islands thousands of miles away!"

Syura said regretfully.

"So, how's your task of recruiting capable people while traveling?" Honest asked seriously.

"Dad, I finished it perfectly."

"That's not bad. It wasn't in vain that I specially requested a special police department from His Majesty for you and Esdeath to manage together. After dinner, take me to see their capabilities."

Honest smiled with satisfaction.

But Syura paused for a moment, then her face lit up with surprise.

"Hey Dad, you're not kidding, are you? You're really going to team up with Esdeath?!"

"Of course, you'd better do a good job and cooperate well with Esdeath to help me completely Yotsuba Mahiro!"

Now, whenever Honest recalls what happened in court, he feels a burning hatred.

"Don't worry, Dad, I've got your back."

Syura clenched her fists, her body trembling slightly.

That wasn't fear, it was excitement!

He had heard of Esdeath's reputation for beauty before he left the Empire, but he left the Imperial Capital before he could get his hands on that woman.

He never expected to have the opportunity to get close to her; he's definitely going to win her over!

After finishing their meal, the two went to the Empire's arena.

Because of Lord Honest's arrival, all the guests inside were cleared out. In the very center of the arena stood more than twenty condemned prisoners and three men and two women opposite them. These five were the talents that Sheila Syura travels around the world.

According to Syura, the first to make a move was a swordsman named Izou who resembled a Japan samurai. He calmly held a blade of grass in his mouth, closed his eyes, and suddenly drew his beloved sword.

Amidst the flashing blades, the bodies of the five death row inmates in front were instantly torn to pieces.

Such dazzling swordsmanship is truly eye-catching.

The second to make a move was Cosmina, a bespectacled girl dressed in women's clothing, who was a songstress judged guilty by the witches' tribunal of a Western country.

She always held a strange microphone in her hand. When she shouted into the microphone, a piercing sound wave suddenly rippled out, and all the death row inmates surrounding her instantly died.

However, one could tell from the restless look in her eyes that this girl was a homophone in nature.

To put it simply, she's a bitch.

The third girl, also from a Western kingdom, used an elegant method of murder.

He grabbed the condemned prisoner from behind, bit his neck, and quickly sucked the prisoner dry.

As for the remaining two men, the one who looked like a clown was named Champ, and he carried six iron balls; the other was a pirate named Enshin.

His weapon is a scimitar that can generate a vacuum blade out of thin air, almost like Mahiro Kiriichimonji!

The five men, working together, wiped out more than twenty death row inmates who were fighting back in just one or two moves.

They were less "talented individuals" recruited by Syura from all over the world and more ruthless villains; it would be entirely accurate to say they were birds of a feather.

"You've really dealt a great hand, and they're all armed with Imperial Arms," Honest exclaimed in amazement.

"Apart from Izou, everyone else is too, and these Imperial Arms were collected from all over the world. They are among the world's top-tier fighters! They're much stronger than the Four Rakshasa Demons from the Imperial Fist Temple under your command, Father."

Syura's smile looked somewhat strange.

"Hmph, Syura, you're really being adorably provocative."

"It's not a provocation, because I'll use them to help Dad get rid of the trouble that's bothering you," Syura said confidently.

"That would be perfect. As long as we can kill him, we can frame that brat with as many charges as we want!"

Honest said menacingly.

Once Yotsuba Mahiro dies, he will be able to control the direction of public opinion among a large portion of the empire's ministers, and the young emperor will be powerless to stop him!

As for General Budo, the stubborn fellow would never participate in the politics of the empire.

"Really? Dad, you're underestimating me. The other guy is just a greenhorn. Dad, just watch how I do!"

Syura didn't take the rumored Yotsuba Mahiro at all. Instead, she felt that Honest had aged and his methods were not as good as before.

Moreover, the six of them wield a total of five Imperial Arms. Even Izou, who doesn't possess an Imperial Arm, is no less powerful than an Imperial Arm user!

With that kind of power, who in the entire Imperial Capital could withstand it?!

"First, set up your special police force. I'll place the Four Rakshasa Demons next to Esdeath. But if you offend the head of the Secret Security Department, Yotsuba Mahiro, the only thing you can do is eliminate them completely, otherwise you'll only cause me trouble!" Honest said with a cold snort.

Dealing with "Night Raid" was never his goal; Yotsuba Mahiro was his true objective!

Petty thieves like those who "Night Raid" can be easily crushed!

"That's really despicable behavior. Following in Dad's footsteps is really taking its toll. But oh well, it's just for fun."

A sinister smile spread across Syura- ferocious/hideous) face.

From a young age, Syura believed that no one could stand against her father, who single-handedly controlled the entire empire, so she didn't care much.

The only one to be wary of is the ice queen Esdeath; her personality is too sadistic, and getting her won't be an easy task!

However, a challenge is a good thing; it's the challenge that makes it worthwhile!

Unfortunately, Syura completely underestimated the strength of his opponent.

Whether it's Yotsuba Mahiro or Esdeath...

Northern border.

A biting, cold wind howled in.

Although the northern border is located in an extremely cold region, the blizzard that is currently descending is unprecedented in the entire north.

A blanket of frost covered the ground, freezing the vast town completely and enveloping all the alien races within!

The excavated pit was filled with countless corpses, frozen into ice sculptures, as if divine punishment from heaven for their invasion of the empire's borders.

And at this moment.

On the throne of a foreign race.

Queen General Esdeath, dressed in a white military uniform with her long blue hair flowing, sat there with her legs crossed.

Whoosh!

The chain in his hand was tugged, and the end of the chain was tied to a completely naked man.

The man knelt on the ground like livestock, licking the toes of Esdeath's pure white boots again and again.

"So this is the hero of the North? Hmph, he's utterly disgusting. Die!"

Esdeath looked down at the man, her eyes filled with disgust and hatred, and then suddenly kicked out, the sharp tip of her shoe piercing through the man's temple.

The man simply collapsed.

The remaining blood stained the tips of Esdeath's pure white shoes with a layer of crimson.

Without a care, she stepped on the head of the dead man with her boots, as if venting her inner hatred.

Although she is a woman who believes in the survival of the fittest, she also has her own joys and sorrows, and understands things like love and hate.

Many years ago.

She was originally a Burutus Tribe, who lived in the northern border region of the empire and hunted dangerous species. She was also the daughter of the tribe chief.

They were taught from a young age how to hunt dangerous species.

But one day, as a young girl, she dragged the dangerous creatures she hunted back to her tribe.

The scene turned out to be one of utter devastation; her entire tribe had been wiped out by invading northern tribes, and even her father had been brutally murdered.

Although from that moment on she believed in her heart that only the strong could survive in this world, a small seed of hatred was also buried deep in her heart.

Today, the great revenge has been achieved.

But she didn't feel much joy or satisfaction.

On the contrary, she felt that the northern barbarians who had wiped out her homeland tribe were nothing special after all...

So small and weak.

Despair!

Esdeath suddenly rose from the throne of the alien race and walked to the edge of the high platform, looking down at the frozen expanse of ice and frost below.

The Three Beasts, led by Liver, and thousands of soldiers submitted to the queen.

"Is there no enemy who can satisfy me?"

Esdeath seemed to be asking someone else a question, or perhaps she was asking herself one.

Over the years, she has fought in the south and north, defeating almost every alien tribe in the surrounding area!

But in the end, she discovered something.

"As expected, in this world, only you can satisfy me... Yotsuba Mahiro!"

She recalled the man who was like an insurmountable barrier, one she could never overcome.

He started as a lowly soldier and has now risen to a position on equal footing with her; it seems like he was born just for her!

Thinking of this, a carefree smile appeared on Esdeath's face.

Although she had just received His Majesty's decree ordering her to return to the Imperial Capital to report, she was already itching to be there to see that man!

You will always belong to me!