Part 13
Around the time Leon and others started the underwater battle.
In the chalk castle, the Holy King boarded the airship that had been prepared for him.
The airship boarding area, built in the basement of the castle, was equipped with airships specialized for speed, which the Holy King had prepared for his escape.
The airship is loaded with treasures, and the passengers are royalty and a minimal crew.
And then there are the beautiful women that the Holy King likes.
The Prime Minister comes to the airship boarding area in the castle to escape with them.
“Your Majesty, p-please let me ride too!”
The Prime Minister clings to the Holy King as he tries to get in on the ramp.
He looked terrified, perhaps in fear of the group of Fiend Knight who suddenly appeared and incapacitated most of the allied flying battleships in an instant.
But the Holy King violently shook off the Prime Minister.
“You must remain in the castle until the end and take command.”
As they board the airship, the Holy King tells the sailors.
“Leave now. The destination is the Holy Magic Empire of Voldenowa.”
“Ha!”
Presumably the Holy King’s attitude of abandoning his allies who are fighting and trying to survive would be the proper form of royalty.
The Holy King looked dissatisfied, but he was not that upset.
“As long as I survive, Raschel will rise all over again. Let the fools of the kingdom rejoice in their victory for now.”
The Holy King had been planning to go into refuge in the Empire, where he would try to move the world with a plan to overthrow the kingdom, but as his airship exited through a secret passageway, it was struck by a violent tremor.
“W-What’s going on?”
The Holy King shouted, and the sailors looked at the scene outside.
What was there was the second ship of the Einhorn class —— Licorne, shining in white.
They must have been waiting at the end of the hidden passage.
“T-That’s impossible. How did they find this place?”
As the sailors buzz around, a voice comes from Licorne.
“This is it. Surrender, Holy King.”
The Holy King recognized the voice of the other party, who was advising him to surrender without hesitation.
“B-Black-hearted Princess?”
The Holy King collapses to his knees and sits on the floor.
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