After Esdeath and General Commander Bud died.
Inside a noble's house.
Clang~
Clang clang~
A silver and a blue figure clashed continuously, with the blue figure constantly at a disadvantage.
Brand, with his Demon Armor activated, wore a joyful smile on his face. He hadn't expected to meet such a righteous young man here.
It was truly a gratifying matter.
But this was a battle, so Brand didn't reply, and the two continued to fight.
"Too slow!"
"Unstable stance!"
"Don't use full strength in your attacks, hold back a little!"
"..."
With every clash between them, Brand pointed out his opponent's shortcomings.
During their continuous exchanges, Brand seized an opportunity and kicked the young man in blue armor fiercely.
The young man stumbled, his armor disintegrated, and he supported himself with his Imperial Arms.
So… so strong.
At this moment, Brand walked over. He deactivated his Demon Armor, then took out a comb and combed his messy hair back into place.
Then Brand extended his hand towards Wave and said, "Hahaha, young man, you're very good. What's your name!"
Wave looked at the sunny, smiling Brand in front of him and unconsciously reached out his hand.
Brand smiled slightly and pulled him up.
After standing up, Wave felt that the guy in front of him wasn't a bad person; instead, he felt like a good elder brother.
After standing, Wave said to Brand, "My name is Wave, a Man of the Sea fighting for the Imperial Navy!!"
"Hahaha, a child of the Navy, very good."
Brand laughed as he patted Wave's shoulder.
After all, to be able to maintain such an optimistic and cheerful demeanor after being in the army for so long, he must have a good superior who protected him well.
Wave's mouth twitched slightly as he felt the force on his shoulder.
However… Wave still asked, "Why did you kill this family!?"
That's right, he had just arrived in the Imperial Capital.
Although everyone said he was a country bumpkin, he was very curious about everything in the Imperial Capital.
While strolling on the street, he found Brand had slaughtered all the family members of a noble household.
So the two of them started fighting.
Listening to Wave's words, Brand was silent for a moment, then picked up a bag of dried fish that had fallen nearby and handed it back to Wave.
He didn't answer, just simply said one sentence.
"Go to the basement and see for yourself; your answer is there."
After speaking, he leaned against the wall.
If Brand had a cigarette, he would definitely light one up.
Wave looked at Brand, stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the villa beside them.
Basement?
What's in the basement?
Isn't it just a place for miscellaneous items?
However, sticking to his personality, Wave pushed the door open and went down.
After a while, Wave came back up.
His eyes were a bit unfocused.
Brand looked at Wave's appearance and patted his shoulder, "Now you know why I killed them, right?"
Wave took a deep breath, calming himself.
The basement was filled with the nobles' masterpieces, bloody masterpieces.
He looked at the sky.
Brand had wasted some time here.
He had promised to fight with his old superior, but he couldn't resist taking action, so he got separated.
Brand turned and walked towards the Imperial Palace.
Wave looked at Brand, hesitated for a moment, and then followed him.
"Hey, what's your name."
"Brand, a former Imperial Pawn?"
"What are you going to do?"
"Go do something that will allow everyone to live normal, peaceful lives!"
...
Meanwhile, on the other side.
The battle between the Three Beasts and the Rakshasa Demons was nearing its end.
In a deep pit.
Daidasus's left arm hung at a strange angle from his shoulder, while his right hand gripped his axe Imperial Arms, blood slowly dripping from the axe blade.
He had lost an arm.
But one of the Rakshasa Demons he was fighting, Suzaku, now had both arms severed and lay dead in a pool of blood.
To trade one arm, Daidasus could be said to have profited.
After all, in the original work, this guy was directly cut in half by Brand.
And next to him.
Niu sat on the ground, completely covered in Masutā's sweat.
And Masutā, nearby, was pinned to the wall, a large hole in his chest, his face filled with disbelief.
As for Liver's side.
Liver held a sharp sword, while black water droplets floated around him. These were poisons Liver had concocted himself, stored in glass bottles and carried close to him.
Liver held his sword in his left hand, and his right hand, wearing an Imperial Arms, pointed at Suzuka.
Suzuka's left wrist was neatly severed, and her body bore marks of sharp cuts.
This also caused the masochistic Suzuka's face to be flushed with an unclear meaning.
She looked around, sighing helplessly.
"As expected of the former Great General, I wonder if the General can spare this humble maiden?"
Liver snorted coldly, "Do you think I'll let you go?"
Seeing that begging was useless, Suzuka's expression became helpless.
After all, her teammates were dead, and they were dead, but why couldn't it be one-for-one?
Suzuka rubbed her head, "Since that's the case... then goodbye~"
Saying that, she pulled out a smoke bomb from her person and threw it at her feet. Seeing this, Liver immediately shot water droplets towards Suzuka.
They pierced her abdomen and shoulder.
As smoke diffused, Suzuka quickly ran towards outside the city.
After all, the Imperial Capital would be captured by them soon, and going back would be no different from seeking death.
So, the Minister should pray for his own good fortune.
"Not going to chase?"
"No need, she'll die soon enough. How's Daidasus?"
"He's alright, his left arm is useless, we'll just have Dr. Stylish help modify it later."
"Niu, stop sharpening your knife! Let's go to the Imperial Palace."
...
Where Lubbock was.
Lubbock was retrieving his threads, and he also had a microphone in his hand, the owner of which was lying peacefully on the ground, in pieces.
Looking at the unblinking head, Lubbock shook his head.
"You were a beauty, but why did you become a thief."
"What a pity."
Saying that, Lubbock, after retrieving all his threads, ran towards the Imperial Palace.
And at the Imperial Palace gate at this moment.
"Mon... monster!"
The Pawns guarding the Imperial Palace slowly uttered as they looked at the three figures approaching the Imperial Palace.
They witnessed their dead teammates revive, then turn to kill their comrades.
They also witnessed the Akame sisters, two gods of death, slaughtering them like chickens.
"This... this is what an invader is like? Too... too unfair."
The leading squad leader's legs trembled as he watched this scene.
He turned to the Pawn beside him and said, "You go inform the Minister, the enemy... the enemy has broken in."
"Yes... Yes, Captain."
That Pawn turned and ran, as staying there any longer would surely mean certain death.
With the Pawn's departure.
The squad leader swallowed, looking at the three approaching figures, then gestured for the others to put down their weapons.
Then he spoke to Abel.
"Sir, we surrender!"
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