I Obtained the Final Boss' Power

Liberation (3)

Members of Saber: Clive, Draco, Neimy.

And Shalio, the eldest son and head of the Refilica family.

It had already been several days since they were bound in the pitch-black underground.

Not long ago, they had tried to join hands with the Holy Nation to attack the Seifert domain.

However, they were stopped by the special task force and ended up taking a drug containing the power of Great Devil Duramon in an attempt to attack the Seifert domain.

But this time, thanks to unexpectedly meeting Paulo, that wicked scheme also came to nothing.

Yet, they were unable to die.

Whether it was because of the side effects of that Great Devil drug or not, no matter how many times they died, they continued to revive.

So, had they become immortals? It wasn't necessarily a good thing.

The pain of death was transmitted fully, leaving immense aftereffects.

In the end, they could not endure the pain and lost consciousness for days on end.

"So... you're saying you ended up unable to die?"

"Yeah. Even though Commander Paulo cut their heads off, they regenerated perfectly fine."

"These bastards, I heard from their own mouths they took some weird drug."

"It must definitely be because of that drug."

Currently, they were locked in this underground passage, bound by special handcuffs.

Judging by the stains of blood on the ground, it was clear they'd tried something strange here.

"They scattered their own blood on the ground."

"Yeah. Looks like they self-harmed."

Louis and Rio could tell whose blood it was just by seeing or smelling it.

Thanks to that, they sensed what these guys had done here too.

"They tried to commit suicide."

"And did it several times at that."

But no matter how many times they tried, they could not die.

It was because of the drug they ingested themselves.

"Let's wake them up for now."

Pram began to slap their faces one by one.

"You bastards! Enough with the sleeping, get up already!"

Like a mother scolding her children before school, she woke them up.

Then, the men opened their eyes wide and woke from their stupor.

"Kyaaaah!!"

"Hiiik!"

Clive woke up from his sleep and suddenly let out a scream, startling Pram.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!! Elaine!!"

Clive, waking up shuddering, finally regained his senses.

"Damn it... Was it a dream?"

Judging by his reaction, it seemed he had a nightmare about those two.

But something even worse was about to happen.

"Did you have a sweet dream or something?"

"Huh...!"

Clive belatedly noticed Louis's presence.

"You bastard...."

"You recognize me?"

"Of course I do! You... you...!!!"

Clive burst into fury, as if he would bite Louis to death.

But, shackled to a pillar, he could only bark like a leashed dog.

"Young master! The other guys aren't really waking up?"

"The aftereffects must be too severe. It's not really worth pushing it."

Pram pointed to the other Saber members, Draco and Neimy.

If they weren't going to wake up, there was no reason to force it.

The same went for Shalio.

"..."

Silia gazed at Shalio with a hard expression.

Now that she thought about it, Shalio was the culprit who killed Silia's younger brother.

Louis could roughly guess what she was thinking.

"Louis. I'm going to take this guy somewhere for a while."

After a moment's hesitation, Silia lifted up the still unconscious Shalio.

Seeing her unusual expression, Louis spoke up.

"Don't do anything too violent."

"Don't worry. Anyway, whatever you do to them, they said they can't die, right?"

"..."

As Silia left with Shalio, Clive still glared at Louis fiercely.

"Louis Seifert... So you've come before my eyes...."

"...."

"Imperial Court special task force... The special task force that appeared at the academy... That's got to be you."

The guy knew that Louis was part of the special task force.

A task force whose identity was unknown to anyone.

Surely it must have been the Holy Nation who leaked that.

"How dare you... drag His Highness the Crown Prince off to the 7th Legion. The culprit is now... right before my eyes...."

Clive, who had been consumed by rage, suddenly began to weep.

"My nemesis is before me and yet I can't do anything...!"

Clive began to cry bitterly, his expression full of misery.

It was clear that, for him, there was nothing more tragic than this.

Even the repeated suicide attempts told that story.

But—

"Nemesis? Don't be ridiculous."

Such appeals to emotion didn't work on Louis.

"From our perspective, you guys are the real enemies."

The same went for the other special task force members.

"Stop playing the disgusting victim. You haven't forgotten who burned down our domain, have you?"

As Rio and Pram revealed their anger, Clive gritted his teeth.

No matter how much they blamed Louis for capturing the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince himself was one of the reasons their hometown burned.

"Don't tell me you're going to insist that the Crown Prince's order is absolute again, are you?"

Louis read Clive's mind as he spoke.

"That's getting old. How about you stop now? If you're human, you should at least be able to think for yourself."

Every time they met Saber, the conversation always went in circles.

Even if they were insane, listening to them had its limits.

"You're right. Just like you said."

In the end, Clive had no choice but to admit it.

"I admit you're victims."

Saber, who'd always seemed like they'd never acknowledge it, looked like they were finally accepting some of their sins.

Well, half-accepting, anyway.

"But you killed my one and only younger sister. I will never apologize to you!"

Clive chose to continue his defiance to the end.

Even in this unfavorable situation, he would never back down.

"The right to dispose of you is with us now. And you still dare say such things?"

"Do you think I wouldn't have such resolve?"

Clive spoke confidently.

"I am someone who cannot die. No matter what you do, you can't kill me!"

If he was immortal, let them try to kill him if they could.

It was that kind of cheap provocation.

It was true—if they couldn't kill him, he would keep living, and being alive meant more opportunities would come.

"Even though my mind broke down and I tried to kill myself, I think differently now that I'm sane again. So let me give you a piece of advice."

"...."

"You'd better kill me right now. Otherwise, I will surely have my revenge for His Highness the Crown Prince and my sister. That is my final goal in life!"

At Clive's determination, the special task force members clicked their tongues.

"He really has lost it, hasn't he?"

Pram openly showed her revulsion.

Better kill him here?

Acting all arrogant after becoming immortal—what a joke.

"Then I'll torture you until you want to die."

"Young master, we can't just leave this bastard alone."

"Yeah. We should make sure he never thinks such stupid thoughts again."

"Kahahaha! Torture? Fine! I'll endure whatever torture you throw at me!"

When Simon, Victor, and Rozen moved to threaten him with torture, Clive responded with even more bravado.

"Wait."

But Louis stopped the three.

"Why, all of a sudden, young master?"

When Victor asked, Louis answered, "I don't think there's any need."

Why not?

Just as that question arose, Louis asked Clive, "By any chance, what's your sister's name?"

"What?"

"I'm talking about your sister's name."

The constant talk about avenging his sister caught Louis's attention.

And Clive's scent was familiar. He'd smelled it once at the academy.

"Elaine. She was a member of Saber, just like me, and had infiltrated the academy."

"...."

"Elaine was taken down by your lot, wasn't she? She must have been dragged to the 7th Legion just like His Highness the Crown Prince!"

He had originally planned to team up with the Holy Church to destroy the 7th Legion and rescue them.

Elaine, his younger sister, was as important to him as the Crown Prince.

"Is she your younger sister?"

"Yes!"

"Then if you had to weigh your sister's life against the Crown Prince's, which side would you choose?"

"What do you mean by that?"

He looked puzzled by Louis's question.

"Just answer."

When Louis pressed, Clive replied, "They're both precious. I couldn't abandon either."

"Really?"

Then Louis took out a record-keeping magitech device.

"As expected, this thing is all-purpose."

"What's that...? What kind of magitech device did you record on?"

Clive was familiar with the purpose of the device.

But he didn't know what had been recorded.

"You just said they're both precious. But from now on, you're going to have to choose only one."

The moment Louis operated the magitech device, a video began to project in midair, and the Crown Prince whom Clive revered appeared in it.

"That's...!"

It was the Imperial Court's academy and the Crown Prince was in view.

Before the Crown Prince stood a vicious devil, speaking.

["Did you know? One can contract with the Great Devil only once in a lifetime."]

The devil delivered a shocking truth, and the video showed the Crown Prince screaming in madness.

"What's that...!"

Clive was dumbfounded at the sight.

"It's all real."

"That's right. Everything you and the Crown Prince did up until now was for nothing."

As the video progressed, the Crown Prince became increasingly broken.

["No... No... No, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!!"]

And finally, she appeared—

["Your Highness the Crown Prince!!"]

Clive's sister, Elaine.

In the video, she was supporting the weeping Crown Prince.

["Get a hold of yourself! You have to get up!"]

But the Crown Prince was acting strange.

["Get lost."]

["Pardon?"]

["I don't need you, so get lost."]

["What are you saying? If we don't get out of here now, you'll never—"]

["I don't need any of you, you f**king bastards!!!!"]

Then an incredible scene played on the video.

Squelch!—

The Crown Prince stabbed Elaine in the chest with a self-defense dagger.

["I said I don't need you anymore...! Why do you keep bossing me around!!!"]

["Guh...! Your Highness...!"]

Having watched this from start to finish, Clive was at a loss for words.

"Well? Do you understand now who really killed your sister?"

"What...."

He trembled, watching through tear-filled eyes.

His precious family... stabbed by his precious lord.

["Hahahahahahaha!!! Yeah, this is how it should have been from the start!"]

And the video even showed his lord, who killed his sister, laughing madly.

"Louis Seifert... Can I ask you one thing?"

Clive, his face devastated, spoke, "Can you erase my memory?"

"Why?"

"Why do you think?"

Then he screamed, "I must forget this! I have to forget it!!"

And he begged, "That's right! Just kill me! Please just kill me!!"

His instinct was simply to flee.

"Did you forget?"

But he could not escape.

"When you can't even die."

Because they themselves had cut off all escape routes.

"Please... just kill me!! Make it quick!!"

"And why should I?"

But Louis had no intention of showing him mercy.

"After you wrecked my parents' grave?"

Louis smiled as he looked at Clive's deathly despair.

"Now that's more like it."

****

"Gkeh... Gekehek...."

Meanwhile, Silia was toying with Shalio—the one who killed her brother.

Her younger brother, Sylvester, had hanged himself, so she made her enemy do exactly the same.

"Sil... Sili... Gkeh...."

Silia quietly watched as he dangled from the noose.

[Who knew our child would have this side to them.]

[It gives me chills thinking you're our descendant.]

"Think whatever you want."

The lingering thoughts of Frederick and Mirianne—imbued in the Bloodline's twin blades—chided her, but Silia didn't care.

Of course, it wasn't as if either of them intended to shield Shalio.

They were just worried Silia might be awakening a strange new taste.

[Hm?]

Then Mirianne sensed a strange energy.

[Child, do you see that?]

"What are you talking about?"

[Child... Something's strange.]

"Huh?"

Finally, Silia started to sense it too.

[I can sense the gaze of the Great Devil.]

That energy was emanating from the hanged Shalio.