The sound of iron banging glass rang out as a person said, "May I have your attention, please?"
The sound wasn't loud at all but the wearer of it knew it was enough as almost everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the end of the stage where a man stood.
Even I had to stop my 'talk' with Elisabeth and look at the man as the girl next to me smiled, "It's papa!"
Recognition flashed in my eyes as I gazed at the very soon late viscount.
"Thank you all for gathering here and celebrating this old man's birthday, you don't know how much that means to me." Haiel said.
"People age through time and I am not any different. But only through aging can people appreciate its meaning and I've… had a lot to appreciate for. My wife… might not be here with us tonight but I know that she is with us in spirit." Haiel said and continued his speech as I thought of something and asked Arthur.
"Can you see what time it is?"
'So then only a few minutes before the true event.'
"With all that has happened, the one that I appreciate the most, has always been my closest confidant and my true friend."
Right at that moment, I look to the left of the old guy and see another old guy who smiles and gets ready to step forward.
"Is none other than my daughter Elisabeth." He said as the man stopped and his expression changed to disbelief.
Claps rang out and Elisabeth smiled and bowed towards her father.
I also clapped at that, but I was keeping my eye on the old geezer that seemed to change between anger and extreme anger. The guy quickly took a few steps and left the stage and even though Haiel saw that, he didn't say anything.
'Only a few moments.'
"Again my announcement isn't finished yet, I have one more thing to say," Haiel gathered the attention again, "I will name also name my heir today."
Gasps rang out as Arthur smiled and with him many others looked towards Elisabeth, who didn't seem to be smiling anymore.
"My heir is my own daughter Elisabet-"
'It's started.' I smiled as the sound reached me.
Windows suddenly broke as black figures came rushing through them. The black figures were people who were wearing black robes and had swords in their hands. There faces weren't quite distinguishable because of the robes but still some faces could be seen. The faces looked rough and dirty, those of nefarious people. They quickly came in numbers and surrounded the whole room.
"Do not worry everyone, this is not a robbery." The person in the middle who seemed to be the boss smiled, "It's only a massacre."
The guests faces morphed into horror as they inched towards the middle and before the blacked robed figures would attack, one noble was stupid enough to fight first, "You think you can just come and kill us like nothing, we are noble, we are the bloodline of the kingdom, you freaks." He said while showing his sword.
"Oh… we have a courageous noble amongst us friends. Now before you die, do you wanna know why is it that you will die?" The noble didn't say anything but stood there with sword in hand, ready to strike anyone who came to him, "It's because nobody in here is willing to take their sword out and fight with you for the effort of saving othe-" The leader stopped as he felt something.
He felt a bit of air bypass him and something hot stick to his face as he touched and looked at it.
In his hands was a smudge of blood and he turned annoyed, "Now which bastard was that did all of this-" He stopped and his eyes went wide as he saw one of his own on the floor and blood pouring from under him and then at the person that killed him. The strange thing about that guy was that he was holding a large block... wait is that a fucking sword.
'How the fuck is that even possible.' The guy thought in shock as he took in the whole figure of a fat bastard.
Oh! That is me actually… no I'm the guy that killed him not the other way around.
"Sorry Mr. Third Class Mob Villain Group Leader, I kinda got impatient through the viscounts and your speech so I directly went to the killing part." I said as I wiped the blood from my face. "Oh! Before you get upset, it was definitely not because yours was bad... I was just bored."
Everyone went quiet. The whole room seemed to feel empty at that and somehow, the guests who were around me started to distance themselves.
Elisabeth looked up at me in shock and Arthur didn't know whether to call me crazy or join me but in the end, smiled and took out his sword.
The black robed figures looked at me and then at their leader, who seemed to be seething with anger at the sudden change of atmosphere, "You think your cool huh, then show it and come attack m-"
"Alright, here I come." I interrupted his words once more and swing my sword horizontally, cutting three of the black mobs in half.
'Shit! Is this bastard crazy?' The leader thought and saw that his people were still standing there as I killed them off one or five at once and screamed, "What the fuck are you imbeciles waiting for huh, go kill him." Then looked at the other ones, "Change of plans, kill everyone now, don't let anyone leave." Latest content published on NoveI-Fire.ɴet
As words changed to orders, the flow of the black mobs increased and they attacked everyone just like in the novel and people died. But there was a change from the story to this one.
"Are you nobles just going to stand there like cows and wait to be butchered? If you are then go ahead," I said to the lot while fighting, "And for those that feel like being an idiot and dying… well then take your sword and have the last laugh."
Back in the story, only after many died, was Arthur able to take the leaders head but this time because of me, the nobles who had weapons but not the courage to fight, heard my words and saw a chance at survival as they saw me cut the invaders off like nothing.
"He's all there, fighting them alone and winning while we are just standing here."
"He is the same age as me and still he's fighting all those people."
"That guy's right, we can't just stand here and wait for to be killed, we have to fight back too!"
"Yeah, if that fatty can fight then so can I."
"Who the fuck said that!" I stopped fighting and looked back at the crowd and all of them pointed to one guy who immediately apologized, "i-im sorry!"
"Stop murmuring like a bunch of women and just fight already, will you." I said while screaming at one black robbed guy, "And why the fuck are you stopping huh, you should have attacked me while I was talking."
"That shows character."