Youngest on Top - Chapter 246

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Chapter 246

‘This is insane!’

The stronger a Demon’s power, the greater the price required to cross into the human realm.
And Misa was a deranged psychopath, yes, but he reigned at the very pinnacle of demonkind.
In other words, crossing over intact should have been impossible.

‘Unless he paid that price with the souls and lives of countless people!’

I clenched my fists tightly.

‘I was so vigilant about this… So which region did he massacre?’

For the past several years, I’d rooted out cults and traveled through neglected areas, working so hard…!

Before I knew it, Misa had drawn close enough to see me, and he smiled languidly.

Enrik: That bastard!
Kailros: How dare you flirt like that with us?!
Anakin: Do you want to die?!

My brothers were absolutely furious at just that.
Only Serha, with his years of experience, remained different.

Serha: Don’t get worked up over something like this.
Anakin: Something like this?!
Serha: Don’t act recklessly. Assess the situation as much as possible and proceed with caution—

“My, are you all dressed up so beautifully to welcome me?”

Serha: Strike him down now!

‘Don’t act recklessly and proceed with caution, he said?’

I was dumbfounded when Misa spoke in that honeyed voice.

“How touching, darling.”
“Die.”

I launched my divine form without hesitation.
For a pervert, only death suffices!

Crack!
My flaming fist struck Misa’s cheek with devastating force.

‘That connected perfectly!’

His skin tore from the tremendous blow.
With his head completely turned, Misa gazed back at me.
Then he smiled wickedly.

“You’re most beautiful when you’re stained with blood.”

He raised his hand and gripped my face.
Then he smeared his own blood that had splattered on my cheek with his thumb, closing his eyes in rapture.
As if utterly entranced.

“You… you lunatic!”
“Yes. Driven mad by love.”
“You psychotic bastard!”
“Driven mad by love, so psychotic is accurate.”

The large hand that had gripped my cheek slid down smoothly to lift my chin.
Forcing our eyes to meet.

“How is it you understand me so well, darling?”

Smack!
I roughly knocked his hand away.
Misa chuckled softly.

“I understand you well too.”

His gaze passed over me, directed at what lay behind me.

A deep rumble echoed—
The earth itself trembled from that alone.
The mountain I had painstakingly built began to shake again, threatening to collapse!

It was inevitable.
Serha’s Authority was displacement.
It appeared simple, but it was a power potent enough to move through time and dimensions.

‘Of course, borrowing this Authority means I cannot wield its full strength.’

Therefore, the collapsing mountain wasn’t restored to its original state by reversing time.
I had merely displaced the already-fallen earth and stacked it anew.
In other words, any impact would cause it to crumble easily.

‘Serha!’

I hastily invoked Serha’s Authority.
The falling rocks that had been descending toward the Sacred Maidens and priests froze in mid-air.

“See? You don’t hesitate even knowing that using your Authority leaves you defenseless against me. You really do move exactly as I predicted.”

From behind, Misa wrapped his arms around my waist.
I felt his cold breath against my ear.

“To know each other so well… perhaps we truly are destined for one another?”
“Shut up.”
“Such coldness. If you keep this up, you’ll hurt my feelings.”

Misa lifted his gaze.

“Do you know what I might do if my feelings are hurt?”

The mountain shook violently once more.
This tremor was far more powerful than before.

‘Damn it.’

I couldn’t afford to be dragged around.
But the people trapped in the ravine below were held hostage, leaving me no choice.

One thing I could be grateful for was that the communication artifact attached to me had broken down.
Thanks to that, our voices wouldn’t be properly relayed.

“So, what will you do?”
“…”
“If Darling just follows me, I’ll retreat like this.”

That was when it happened.

Crash!
Dmitri sliced through the enormous boulder suspended in mid-air with a single strike.
The priests following him knocked away the severed boulder, protecting the people below.

“Protagonist! Smash that perverted bastard’s egg!”
“Crude words, but I agree.”

Edmund’s sacred magic shattered the falling rocks.

“Don’t forget to break one more.”

Whoooosh!
Ilay’s powerful defensive formation blocked the cascading soil and debris.

“Honestly. Our love faces far too many obstacles.”

Misa muttered.

“Of course, I wouldn’t even call them obstacles.”

Shadows began rising from beneath Misa’s feet.

“Wraiths! Everyone be careful! Just getting wounded by them causes Sadok poisoning!”

Dolores cried out.
Dolores and Petrea, along with the Preytsha priests, engaged the wraiths.
Elizabeth and Anastasia also stepped forward, leading their own priests to block them.
Of course, those at the very front were our children.

“You’re holding up quite well? Is it because your priests are absorbing the impact from the front?”

Misa spoke as if he found this amusing.

“But when you’re dealing with a commander, can your priests stop a landslide like before? This time, I won’t be playing around.”

Those two tremors from moments ago had been nothing but tests to gauge my reaction.
I gripped Alise Celestia tightly.

‘My children will hold strong.’

I trust my family.
But the wounded from the three temples were positioned at the rear.
My children at the front couldn’t possibly cover that distance.

That was precisely why I had used Serha’s power.
I needed strength to encompass this entire vast canyon.

‘If I were to rampage here fighting Misa myself….’

Even without Misa lifting a finger, the impact from our exchange would cause the earth to collapse.
Then the wounded would be buried alive.

“Protecting things is such a nuisance. Like moving your body through muddy, sticky ground that leaves a bad taste.”
“….”
“You used to rampage without anything to protect or hesitate about, didn’t you? Don’t you want to return to those light and carefree days?”

It was a voice so sweet and seductive that it seemed impossible it came from such a vicious and cunning Demon King.
Demonic temptation has always been more alluring than the word of God.

“Come be free with me.”

Behemoth extended his hand toward me.
I gladly answered his words.

“Sorry, but I’m a bit busy rambling on.”

While picking at my ear with my pinky finger.

“Your chest is too small, so I can’t hear you.”
“What…?”
“I make it a principle not to listen to those with small chests.”

Behemoth looked at me with an expression of disbelief.
And for good reason—he possessed quite the substantial chest himself.

Enrik: He shouldn’t be looking so incredulous for that reason.

Demons were fundamentally sensual creatures by nature.
Standing at the apex of demonkind, he naturally possessed massive pectoral muscles that were as explosively violent as dynamite.
However.

“Your chest is smaller than our Artemia’s.”

Kwaaaaaang!
The moment I finished speaking, I condensed my holy power and unleashed a Buljoomeok punch.

Misa, struck directly in the solar plexus, was driven back several meters.
In return, I too was sent flying backward as if bouncing off.

‘So a Demon King is truly a Demon King.’

He managed a counterattack even in that situation.

“Ugh….”

I wasn’t moving at a speed I could land from, so I crashed straight into the ground.

“Sae!”
“Youngest!”

The children rushed to my side immediately.
I kept my gaze fixed on Misa’s movements without looking at them.

My warning caused Misa to freeze in place.
We remained locked in a standoff, neither of us moving an inch.

‘If this continues, it will never end.’

No, it will end.
With our defeat.

Misa was right.
We carried too much baggage.
Unlike him, for whom the Commander’s life or death meant nothing, every single one of our lives was precious.
Even the terrain itself worked against us.

‘Then—.’

That was when it happened.

“Is everyone alright?”

A clear, refreshing voice echoed through the gorge.

“Don’t worry. I’m here now.”

Amelia appeared, leading her Sacred Maidens and priests.

* * *

Amelia stepped forward with an air of confidence.
The Sacred Maidens and priests stood solidly behind her.
The sacred aura radiating from them was as steadfast as the Eucharist itself.

Amelia unfurled the Sacred Maiden’s radiance and spoke with solemn authority.

“A peculiar and unclean thing that has no place in the human realm dares to tread upon this land.”
“….”
“Yet it is still a life granted by God. If you withdraw now, I shall show you mercy and let you depart.”
“….”
“Swear that you will never set foot on this land again and withdraw!”
“….”

The Demon, who had dominated the assembly with his singular presence, could not utter a single word.
The Sacred Maiden standing behind Amelia gasped in admiration.

‘I made the right choice swearing fealty to the prevailing tide. How am I supposed to compete with someone like this?’

The Demon should have retreated by now.
That’s when the Demon tilted his head to the side.

“…Am I insane?”

And then he said something completely unexpected.

“A mere maggot dares to command me?”

His beautiful face twisted into a cruel smile.

“I don’t think my anger would be satisfied even if I tore out your eyes and ripped out your heart to chew it.”

Thump!
The Demon stood exactly as before.
Yet despite this, the overwhelming pressure crushing down on his entire body left him gasping for breath.

“A-Amelia!”

The Sacred Maiden called out to Amelia.
Surely she must have some trick up her sleeve, speaking so confidently even against such a Demon.
That’s what she believed.
But then.

“…?!”

Amelia stood there looking flustered and at a loss.

* * *

“Why is he acting like that?”
“Who knows. Either way, it works in our favor. While he’s distracted by Misa, let’s come up with a plan.”

The children nodded at my words.
Then, someone beside me suddenly draped an arm across my shoulder.

“Don’t leave us out either!”

It was Zabelina, Eyrene, Helene, and Nelije.
Of course, the priests they led came with them as well.

“Why don’t we just slip away like this?”
“Leave the rest to Amelia?”
“That sounds good? She’s already acting on her own, so wouldn’t she be happy if we left it to her?”

The children giggled as they spoke.
I shook my head.
Honestly, I wanted to do exactly that.

“Whether it’s Misa or not, everyone will know it’s a high-ranking Demon. We can’t broadcast the image of the Sacred Maidens fleeing from a high-ranking Demon that invaded the human realm.”
“Hmm.”
“And if we make such a spectacle of ourselves and the remaining Sacred Maidens, including Amelia, end up dead…”

The public’s interest and support that we’d worked so hard to build through the Grand Sacred Maiden Selection would crumble.
And the Cult would spread their wings even wider.

It wouldn’t happen, but even if Amelia somehow defeated Misa, that would be a problem too.
Everyone would end up following Amelia.

“Then…”
“We need to change the location.”

I spoke.
And I laid out the strategy I’d been thinking about since earlier.
When I finished, Ilay furrowed his brow.

“That’s all well and good. You haven’t forgotten, have you? This place borders Akaman’s territory.”
“I know.”
“How are we supposed to get in? We can’t go there.”
“We can get in with Serha’s power.”
“We’ll be attacked the moment we arrive, won’t we? They don’t care whether the Demon King rules the world or what.”

It was because of Akaman’s unique nature.
I looked at the children and asked.

“So?”
“Let’s go.”

I chuckled softly.
I knew it would come to this.

‘Serha.’

Serha: You’re really putting me to work the moment we connect, aren’t you?

* * *

Amelia stared at Behemoth with the color drained from her face.

‘Why…?’

Shouldn’t he retreat when she told him to?
That way, Saelika would be praised for commanding such a powerful Demon—one that had been struggling fiercely—with just a single word.

‘Wasn’t it what I wanted? To become the High Sacred Maiden?’

The aura emanating from the Demon before her eyes was formidable beyond measure.
Her heart froze merely from facing it like this.

‘What should I do…?’

That was when it happened.
A powerful wave of sacred power erupted from behind.
Before anyone could even react, that sacred power engulfed the ravine.

.
.

As the light that had dyed the ravine faded, the Sacred Maidens and priests who had been in the ravine vanished without a trace.
Behemoth remained motionless in that spot.
It mattered not whether the other rabble disappeared or not.

I only needed one person.
And that one person still remained in the fading light, now barely a handful of radiance.
Saelika spoke to Behemoth.

“Come catch me!”

Pop!
The moment the light extinguished completely, Saelika vanished as well.

Behemoth, who had been standing dazed, covered his face with his palm.
He had provoked her in his own way, fearing she might head to the city and slaughter its people.

“Ah, seriously.”

I had tried to stop Saelika from leaving, but I couldn’t respond to her unexpected words.
Left alone, Behemoth lifted his head and let out a quiet chuckle.

“Trying so hard to kill me is really— adorably pathetic.”

* * *

Whoosh!
As the light faded, an exotic-styled hall came into view.

“What is this….”
“Where is this….”

Amelia spoke to the murmurs of the Sacred Maidens.

“This is Akaman.”
“…!”
“Akaman, you say!”

The Sacred Maidens gasped.
They had thought they’d reached safety, but instead they’d been transported to another dangerous place.
Amelia spoke to Saelika.

“Well done, Saelika.”
“Hm?”
“While I drew their attention, you relocated us here.”

The Sacred Maidens asked in surprise.

“Was this your plan, Amelia?”
“I thought you wouldn’t just sit idle while I drew their attention.”
“But this is Akaman. If things continue like this, we—.”
“Don’t worry. Human blood still flows through the veins of Akaman’s dragon-kin.”
“Ah! You’ve visited Akaman as an envoy before, haven’t you, Amelia?”

Amelia nodded.

“Saelika seems to have simply relocated us somewhere the Demons cannot reach without thinking about the aftermath at all, but there’s no need to worry.”

Amelia smiled with benevolence.

“They won’t treat us coldly, remembering our old bond—.”
“An old bond? Did such a thing ever exist?”

A cold voice cut off Amelia’s words.
A tall inhuman-looking man was gazing down at them.
His pupils were vertically slit, unlike those of ordinary people.

“Dragon-kin…!”

That wasn’t all.
They found themselves surrounded by dragon-kin wielding sharp spears.

“Did you insignificant creatures dare to hope you’d escape alive after invading Akaman?”

A crackling sphere of energy gathered in the man’s hand.
Saelika and the Artemia priests quietly gripped their weapons.

It was then.

“Wait!”

A beautiful young girl with flowing blue hair rushed into the hall.

“Stop this!”

Amelia’s face brightened.

“Princess Terese!”

Princess Terese quickly approached the encircled Sacred Maidens.
Amelia stretched her arms out to meet hers as she extended both hands.
But.

“…?!”

It wasn’t Amelia whom Princess Terese embraced with open arms.

“Ah, I’ve missed you so much, Saelika.”

It was Saelika.
Saelika asked with a bewildered expression.

“Who are you?”

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