5 He's Not Afraid of Death?!

Sous first targeted Benevolence. In his eyes, this fellow was just a mere pawn of the Holy Land.

At most, he would be killed. Otherwise, Sous would continue to say whatever he wanted.

Benevolence did not care that much. This unarmed human was actually scolding him. Benevolence was different from Buck Byron. Buck Byron had to listen to the Empress no matter what. The Holy Saint for that matter, did not care about what Benevolence did here.

He stood up directly, his huge body was like a mountain of flesh, and his body was covered with explosive muscles, thick and ferocious blood vessels lining his skin.

Come on, come on. Sous was filled with anticipation.

Standing where he was, Sous stared straight ahead like a raging bull with bloodshot eyes. "So what if you kill me? I'll leave my words here. No reconciliation, no reparations, no negotiation, no conceding of land, no tribute. The emperor guards the country, and the king dies for its people. We will defend the Skalan Empire to the end."

Sous' words were firm and forceful, like sharp thorns stabbing into everyone's hearts.

All the ministers in the hall were shocked beyond words. Many of them recalled their decisions and wished they could dig a hole to hide in humiliation. Previously, everyone had chosen a direction. Some others had simply surrendered.

But now there was actually someone with a clear mind. They had been exposed by Sous.

The entire palace was filled with cowards, and none of them were comparable to the Empress. Now, even her 'despicable gigolo' understood the principle that once the nation was destroyed, so would their families.

"A man should do what he is supposed to do to the best of his ability; while refraining from doing things that he is not supposed to."1

Sous suddenly took a step forward, not the least frightened of the beastman at all. "The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of every man. You can kill me alone, but there will be countless men behind me rising up."2

"What a great man he is," Empress Kati muttered to herself. She realized that she had underestimated Sous. It was as if she had just met a new person. Did she really understand Sous for who he was?

Sous had a thin body, but he could still stand up against the leader of the beastmen. No matter whether the opponent's arm was thicker than his waist, or his hair fluttering with every step he took, Sous was not afraid.

In the five years since she ascended the throne, she had been so conscientiously working at it, just so that she could gain complete control of the Skalan Empire.

She was just a woman. No matter how strong she appeared on the outside, there were times when she wanted to break down on the inside. Every time she couldn't hold on any longer, she would find a place where there was no one around to release the feelings she withheld. She would cry and console herself. Then, she would tidy herself up and continue to handle the national affairs.

Benevolence did not care about whatever Sous said. He was furious. He came up to Sous and looked down at him. He wanted to tear Sous' face into shreds. "You are really not afraid of death, are you!"

If it was not for the fact that there were other people here, he would not have continued to spout so much nonsense. No matter what, he was still the leader of the Orcs Tribe. He had more than a hundred thousand Orcs under him. No country could look down on him. How dare this mere human being did.

"Do you think that I won't dare to kill you just because you're the Empress's aide?!"

The beastman's killing intent was apparent. His huge hand flashed out sharp claws. All he had to do was grab at Sous and he would be dead.

In this situation, it would be impossible for Sous to survive.

Benevolence, the leader of his army of beastmen, had gone into countless battles. He emitted a ferocious aura, and the scent of blood that stuck with him blew into Sous' face.

But…

What Sos said next shocked Benevolence!

"As long as it benefits the country, I'd gladly risk my life. How could one have the cheek to escape disasters that come but return to embrace fortune?"3

Sous was fearless. Instead, he laughed. He could finally die.

Not only him, even the Holy Saint from the Holy Land was shocked.

He had seen many capable and righteous people in this world, but no matter what, it was still obvious that they were merely putting on a brave front. However, this person Sous, he could not even see the slightest bit of fear or cowardice from Sous.

Sous was really as fearless as the Holy Saint thought.

"As long as it benefits the country, I'd gladly risk my life. How could one have the cheek to escape disasters that come but return to embrace fortune? This person can actually say such a thing. He deserves respect."

The Holy Saint liked this kind of person. As an opponent, he had to give him respect.

The Empress was also shocked.

As long as it benefits the country, I'd gladly risk my life. How could one have the cheek to escape disasters that come but return to embrace fortune…

She kept repeating these words in her heart.

"Alright, this commander shall grant your wish."

Benevolence raised his hand, his sharp claws ready to strike at Sous' head.

"Benevolence, wait."

This time, it was the Holy Saint who spoke. He was a little curious about this man, Sous. As for the marriage alliance, it did not matter. Anyway, there was nothing to do. There was no hurry. The current battle situation was still the same. Sous alone could not turn the war around.

"What a wonderful saying, as long as it benefits the country, you'd gladly risk your life. How could one have the cheek to escape disasters that come but return to embrace fortune?" The Holy Saint stood up and left his seat. He made a beeline for Sous. No one could tell if he was happy or upset. No one knew what he was thinking.

"In that case, I shall see if you're truly willing to risk your life as you said."

The Holy Saint was known as a Domain Master in the Holy Land. He majored not just in swordsmanship, but also magic. He knew how to use simple magic to test if a person was really afraid of death or was stubborn. This was not difficult and he knew how to use it too.

In the next instant, a magic staff suddenly appeared in the Holy Saint's hand, and he began to chant in a language that no one understood.

The magic staff glowed, and the light grew brighter and brighter.

When the power reached a climax, the light flew out and directly entered Sous' body. Even those who were watching by the side could feel how terrifying it was.

This spell was actually just a simple amplifier.

However, when the magic entered Sous' body, it disappeared without a trace. A minute passed and nothing happened.

Sous was calm. He yearned to die, so how could he be afraid of death? It would be better if his opponent did not use such tricks to embarrass themselves.

I really look forward to you killing me with one strike!

Looking at Sous' expression, the Holy Saint was shocked.

He was truly unafraid of death!!!

The Holy Saint frowned. Perhaps he should stir his emotions. "Do you realize, Sous, that I can kill you with a single strike if I wish? After you die, your family and your body will be taken to feed the dogs.

At the words of the Holy Saint, Sous burst out in laughter loudly.

"Region Lord, then why are you still hesitating?"

Sous was genuinely delighted and looking forward to his next moments.

"I'm an orphan. If you can find my parents, I have to thank you!"

This guy was really going further, even possibly becoming his benefactor.

Sous decided to create provocation and addressed the Holy Saint directly by his name. "Holy Saint, if you don't kill me with one strike, I will look down on you. I am not the least afraid of death, and I will still be a good man eighteen years later4."

Previously, everyone thought that Sous was just putting on an act to show off his elegance and win the favor of a certain minister.

But after the Holy Saint's spell, everyone in the hall was truly affected by his calmness.

Was such a heroic person going to die here?!