Queen, Please Let Me Die! - Chapter 6

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

No one had expected that Sous would actually dare to insult the Holy Saint. One had to know that the Holy Saint was a Grand Swordsmaster who could split mountains and oceans with a single strike1. Sous was simply asking for death.

All of the officials were equally flabbergasted that their jaws dropped.

“F*ck, what’s with this person? Does he really want to die?”

“Mr. Sous only has the future of Skalan in his heart. I am inferior to him.”

“I’m ashamed of myself, I can’t be compared to Sous.”

All the ministers murmured to themselves. They were too different. The contrast was stark. They had too many considerations and were too helpless. They could not be like Sous.

Earlier, Sous had poured his heart out, and his impassioned tone had shaken them to the core of shame. None of the ministers could do the same.

They hated what Sous had said to them, but deep down, every one of them admired him. They could only sigh. Sous was born at the wrong time. If he lived in an era of peace, he would not have to die here.

The ministers’ inner feelings did not affect the development of the current situation, and there was no room for them to speak now. They were no different from prisoners. To the Empress, they were now traitors. To Sous, they were rebels. To the Holy Land, they were just cannon fodder.

No one cared what they were thinking, nor did it matter. The only thing the ministers could do was keep silent.

Sous’ words kept reverberating in their minds, making them feel ashamed.

Their feelings could not be put into words.

They couldn’t help but look at Sous with heightened respect. Whatever had happened before did not matter, because Sous was about to die. He had reprimanded everyone, not just one person alone, which made them feel better.

The late emperor had battles everywhere. One man and one dragon intimidated the entire world and were incomparably tyrannical. No one dared to step up and mess around when the late emperor was still alive. Now, the late emperor had passed away.

Sous was now prepared for death. He had thought that the Holy Saint would kill him in a fit of anger as a warning to everyone present.

Steady!

However, he hadn’t expected that the Holy Saint would look at him with such a weird expression. In fact, he turned pale with fright.

Instead, he asked a bunch of questions, “Have you ever practiced swordsmanship or magic? Do you have a teacher? Have you eaten anything all these years? You’re an orphan, but you still have the family imprint of your parents. Why are you in the Skalan Empire?”

Sous glared at him “…”

Eh?

Why the f*ck are you still talking to me about this? Why aren’t you cutting me up? Sous was getting impatient. Here I am already in this state, what are you still doing? Why can’t you cut me up with a sword?

This isn’t right. This isn’t logical at all. I’ve already been so impudent, scolding the ministers and disrespecting the Holy Saint. How could these people with such vicious and merciless nature tolerate me?

Are you blind or deaf?

Sous was very discontent and angry, but he could not show it. According to the rules of the system, he could not do anything that would result in certain ways of death, for example, a close shave with death.

“If you want to kill someone, do it, evil person of the Holy Land, why are you asking these questions?” Sous kept firm to his original will. He would not give up so easily. The Holy Saint’s words clearly meant that he intended to let Sous go. Not only that, but the look in his eyes, that excitement, looked just like the way a poor man found money.

“Hahaha…” the Holy Saint was not angry. The more he looked at Sous, the more he became fond of him. There was no longer any anger on his face. “My hands are used to conquer all territories. I will not use them to kill off the heroes of the world.”

When his magic entered Sous’ body, he could sense that the veins in Sous’ body were widespread and intricate. His body was astonishingly suitable for practicing martial arts. Not only that, but he also had a firm will. His mental strength and physique were twice that of an ordinary person’s.

In other words, his body had capabilities twice that of others. It was simply a miracle. It was as if he had combined two people into one. In short, such a person was a genius. It was absolutely easy for him to cultivate sword techniques, and the same goes for magic. This was a human of the finest talent. If he were to undergo training, he would be the hero of this era’s chaotic times.

The Holy Saint even believed that Sous might even be able to master the Demon Swords. As of now, there were no predecessors of this art, and there would be no successor. Such a human could not just die like that. The Holy Saint wanted to keep Sous under his own tab and make use of him for himself.

Not only could his magic detect a person’s inner self, but also his innate talent and body as well. Now he really could not bear to kill Sous. The Holy Saint had no successor. Maybe Sous would be the one.

“I knew it! The younger generation will surpass us in time!” The Holy Saint sighed. He was in a great mood and patted Sous’ shoulder.

Sos opened his mouth wide. “…”

Beast, what do you know!

When Empress Kati saw this, she heaved a sigh of relief as well. “Sous,” she said immediately. “You have shown your loyalty and sworn not to betray your country. Leave the rest to me. You have stepped up to serve me, and you would risk your life for the Skalan Empire. I am gratified.”

Sous’ face was ashen, and he did not seem to notice that the Empress was using the word “I” instead of the term that marked her status.

Empress, you’ve gone too far! You’ve gone too far! I’m already in such a miserable state. I seek death but am unable to die? Why are you trying to worsen things? If you step out now, how will this bastard still be able to kill me? If I really give up like this, all my efforts would be in vain!

Upon seeing this scene, the Holy Saint added on, “I’m afraid you don’t know how talented you are. Normally, people your age are no longer suitable to practice sword cultivation magic. But you are different. You do not have to worry about age. Typically, many people who practice swordsmanship and magic have to be nurtured from a young age. After age 20, the best time would have past. You are different. You are still in your golden years.”

Every person of high status was fond of those who were loyal, and they wanted their subordinates to have utmost loyalty to them. If Sous had been willing to submit to him just now, he would have considered it. Even if he stayed, he might have left them to fend for himself in the outer regions. However, things were different now. Sous had sworn to die and not surrender. If he could poach people from the empress, he could also obtain Sos’ loyalty.

What talent do I need?

Let! Me! Die!

Sous screamed internally. Screw talent. Did I need this shit? All I needed was to die and inherit the power of invincibility. Those talents are nothing.

Sous vomited blood. It was disgusting.

I worked so hard for so long, but it was all in vain.