I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 114

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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 114

Splash

Conwy, an old castle in northern Wales.

The old man standing on the terrace turned his head.

“Where is Sofia?”

“We just received word that she arrived at Rose Station.”

“Any injuries? She’s safe, right?”

“Yes. She’s safe. It seems there was a collision on the train, but Charles and Olivia handled it well.”

“Good. That’s a relief.”

The old man let out a sigh of relief and gripped the railing.

‘You should have given me a heads up at least, Your Majesty the Queen.’

The situation had occurred suddenly.

Elisia Jeri Windsor.

The current 42nd monarch of the United Kingdom had made a bombshell announcement without any warning.

A declaration that she would withdraw the current hereditary system and personally designate the next monarch.

Even then, people were shocked but didn’t feel the full gravity of the situation.

However, when a completely unexpected name came from her lips, the British royal family and political circles were turned upside down.

-I pass the throne to my granddaughter, Sophia Marcia Windsor.

Until then, people had spoken in unison.

No, they had been certain.

That the next king would be Widric, who had become the first-in-line successor after losing his parents in an accident.

So countless funds had flowed to Widric to curry favor with the future king.

For quite a long time, and in quite substantial amounts.

Naturally, the royal family and political circles rebelled.

Suddenly changing the hereditary system, passing the throne to someone whose existence they didn’t even know was impossible.

But Elisia had produced ancient royal texts and declared.

That when there was a serious problem with the first-in-line successor, the monarch could change the order at their discretion.

If Widric did not accept her decision, she would announce what that problem was.

And from that moment, a bloody storm began to blow through the royal family.

First, Queen Elisia collapsed and fell into a coma.

Next, the monarch’s closest associates died one by one in accidents, and Sofia, who was coming to London for the succession procedures, was caught up in an unidentified terrorist attack.

Though she wasn’t injured thanks to Charles’s protection, it was judged too dangerous to continue to London.

So they had called her to safe Wales for now.

Crack!

Force entered the hand gripping the railing.

Widric Palam Windsor.

He had known the man was somewhat unsavory.

But he hadn’t expected it to be to this extent.

Probably Elisia hadn’t known either.

The fact that her grandson was a madman who would burn down all of the United Kingdom for the throne.

“Any additional news?”

“As I mentioned earlier, Sofia, Charles, and Olivia safely disembarked at Rose Station. They should have joined up with the knight order by now. We should receive word from the knight order soon.”

The man giving the report smiled.

“Philip, you don’t need to worry so much. The ones who went to meet them are the Golden Lion Knight Order that protects Wales. They’ve all received knight training since childhood, and after awakening, they quickly climbed the tower – every single one has surpassed the 60th floor. Earl Edward, who leads the knight order, is even a 70th floor player.”

“That’s right. That’s right. I was worrying too much.”

Philip ran his hand through his hair.

He too had seen Edward many times.

The unshakeable great tree of Wales.

If he had met with Sofia, then he could rest easy now.

He settled into his chair.

Looking out at the spread garden, he prayed earnestly.

That Sofia would arrive here safely.

And at this moment, at Rose Station.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Below the platform where people’s eyes couldn’t reach.

Thick blood was flowing down there.

Following the blood upward revealed about a dozen corpses.

Around the necks of the carelessly discarded bodies hung necklaces.

Lion-shaped necklaces that had lost their shine, covered in blood, but had originally been golden.

“We’ve been waiting for you, Princess Sofia.”

A short-haired man bowed politely.

“I’m truly relieved you’re safe. I am Edward of the Golden Lion Knight Order.”

Along with the greeting, about twenty people lined up behind him also bowed their heads.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Earl Edward. I am Sophia Marcia Windsor. Thank you for coming all this way to meet us.”

“Not at all. Protecting the royal family is a natural duty as a member of the knight order. I will safely escort you to Kon Satellite where Philip awaits.”

When Edward nodded, the waiting personnel surrounded Sofia.

“Earl Charles, Countess Olivia. You’ve both worked hard. We’ll move to the parking lot.”

The group moved with Edward in the lead.

After leaving the bustling station and walking for a while, a deserted parking lot appeared.

A shaded place where not a ray of sunlight entered.

“As a precaution, we prepared the car in an inconspicuous location.”

“I see.”

Sofia answered lightly and looked around.

No one was visible except for themselves who were currently moving.

“So, who are you?”

Edward, who had stopped walking, turned to look at Sofia.

“Who am I… What do you mean by that suddenly?”

Sofia drew a meaningful smile.

“You’re not Earl Edward.”

The moving personnel stopped walking.

A heavy silence settled.

The man who had introduced himself as Edward raised the corners of his mouth.

“How did you know? I thought I imitated him well.”

The man’s face began to flow down like paint.

The man, now looking much younger, turned to his subordinate.

“Hey you, did you use your awakening ability properly? We got caught.”

“No sir. I perfectly reproduced his appearance.”

“She said it was identical. How did the princess figure it out?”

“Earl Edward and I weren’t meeting for the first time to begin with. There’s no way he would naturally accept my greeting saying it was nice to meet him.”

“Huh.”

The man let out a hollow laugh.

Not only bold but smart too.

She truly was of royal blood.

“I underestimated you too much because you’re young. Sorry, sorry. I usually research background information and tendencies well, but there was too little information about you.”

That was inevitable.

Sofia was the granddaughter Elisia had deliberately hidden.

“But aren’t you stupid? If you figured it out early, you should have run away or screamed. What are you going to do now? This is an abandoned place where no one comes… Huh.”

The man who realized something made a surprised expression.

“Don’t tell me you did this on purpose so the people at the station wouldn’t get involved?”

“I thought you wouldn’t care about people’s attention for your purposes.”

“Pfft…. Puhahahaha!!”

The man clutched his stomach as he laughed, finding something incredibly amusing.

After laughing for a while, the man shook his head and opened his mouth.

“A princess who looks after her people even when her own life is on the line. She’s definitely more fit to be king than that lunatic who killed his own parents and siblings just to raise his succession rank.”

“…?!”

“Oh, you didn’t know? We made that first-in-line heir what he is. Of course, the reason I’m telling you this is…. because the dead tell no tales?”

Olivia, who had been listening, frowned.

“You’d support Widric even knowing he’ll become the worst king in history? You’re British too, aren’t you?”

“Save that kind of talk for someone with their head screwed on straight.”

The man pointed to his own head.

“For a madman like me, peace is poison. I’d probably go crazy from boredom or starve to death before long, right? Well, enough small talk.”

The man caught his breath and bowed politely once more.

“My name is Joipin Orga. A knight who loves chaos and madness.”

A sharp épée appeared in Joipin’s right hand.

“What I love is piercing things. I put plenty of holes in that golden whatever I met earlier too, you know?”

Finishing his words, he thrust the épée forward.

The épée pierced straight through Sofia’s forehead.

Rustle.

“!?”

Joipin’s eyes widened as smoke scattered.

Soon Charles and Olivia also scattered into smoke.

“The opposite direction!”

He spotted three people running quite a distance away.

“Hah.”

Joipin let out a hollow laugh.

He thought he had them completely surrounded, yet they escaped the encirclement without a trace.

“Things have gotten so varied since the awakening, it’s really interesting. Hey, get out of the way.”

As his subordinates stepped aside, Joipin took his stance.

As soon as the épée aimed at the three people.

Boom!

With an explosive sound, Joipin’s body shot forward rapidly.

Clang clang clang clang!!

“Oho?”

Joipin, who had moved in an instant, smiled.

A massive silver shield blocked the épée.

“So it was you, Charles or whatever. The one who protected the princess from that explosion before.”

Charles frowned.

‘That’s no ordinary weapon.’

That thin épée had collided with the shield at such speed.

Normally the blade should have shattered, yet Joipin’s épée wasn’t broken—it didn’t even have a small crack.

“This is a unique weapon from the 60th floor. Worth over a hundred billion, probably? Hey! You guys go chase the princess.”

Joipin’s subordinates passed by Charles, having caught up at some point.

But Charles couldn’t stop them.

His long combat experience and instincts told him so.

The moment he took his eyes off this man, his body would be pierced…. Stab!

“!!!”

Sharp pain dug into the gaps of his armor.

He swung his shield wide and pulled his body back.

Charles’s eyes widened.

‘Two of them… you mean?’

Though slightly blurry, another form of Joipin had appeared.

It was the épée thrust by that form that had just stabbed his back.

“I told you. It’s an expensive weapon. The longer the battle goes on, the tougher it’ll get for you. That Edward guy or whatever couldn’t hold out past the tenth-something time and died.”

Joipin smiled leisurely and took his stance again.

“Well then, let’s see. How many times can you endure?”

Charles gritted his teeth and exhaled quietly.

‘Please. Olivia.’

He prayed earnestly.

That Sofia, the rightful heir to the throne, and that the sun would not set on the United Kingdom.

Bang!

A flying bullet pierced through Sofia and Olivia.

Like before, their forms scattered into smoke.

The two people appeared from another direction and hid in some abandoned building.

“Huff. Huff.”

“Olivia….”

She swallowed the words asking if she was okay.

Anyone could see that Olivia’s stamina had already hit rock bottom.

It was because she had countered every incoming attack with her awakened ability.

“Got you. You little rats.”

An axe protruding from the wall swung down.

Once again turning to smoke, the two appeared from another direction.

Splurt!

Blood burst from Olivia’s nose and mouth.

Using her ability any further was impossible.

“Pr-Princess. Please run… I’ll….”

“It’s okay. You’ve done enough, Olivia.”

Sofia stood in front of Olivia.

This was it.

There was nowhere left to run.

About ten enemies slowly closing the distance.

“Quickly…. Run….”

Sofia embraced Olivia’s head.

“I’m sorry. Because of me.”

She had no power.

Yet disgustingly, she wanted to save Olivia and Charles.

She didn’t want precious lives to die because of her.

‘How powerless.’

Belated regret washed over her.

She should have done something.

Regardless of who forbade it, she should have climbed the Tower.

She had said she hated a life like a marionette, but looking back now, perhaps she had been content with such a life after all.

“Well then, farewell.”

The approaching foe raised his axe.

Without averting her eyes, she stared straight at the swinging axe.

At that moment.

Slash!!

An unfamiliar friction sound was heard.

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