Transmigrated as Baron, Married with my Lovely Maid-Chapter 41

"Mother...what are you doing...?!"

The scream of the silver long-haired female warrior in black armor boomed through the throne room.

I hurriedly pulled my pants back up, as did Countess Azalea, who straightened her messy dress and hair while wiping away the remnants of my semen that had covered her body.

"O-oh....Sheiza...my daughter...no need to worry...I-I-"

"How dare you do that in this sacred throne room...! Have you turned into traitor, mother...?! You turned into a whore just for giving this bastard a pleasure...?!"

The black-armored woman’s screams grew louder.

I could sense her anger and disappointment.

According to the intelligence I had gathered, I knew she was the daughter of Duke Archer Aerilus and Countess Azalea: Baroness Sheiza.

Unlike the Ventura soldiers I was used to, Baroness Sheiza’s black armor appeared firmer and fit her body, yet it contained powerful magical energy.

The relatively large black horns on her head, along with her bloodshot eyes and the red veins on her cheeks, indicated that Baroness Sheiza had been imbued with King Bahamut’s curse.

"BARON ATREUS VERMILLION...! HOW DARE YOU ATTACK OUR TERRITORY...!" Sheiza shouted, thundering with rage.

"Sheiza...calm down...! We can-"

"Countess Azalea, enough," I interrupted, preventing Countess Azalea from approaching her daughter.

"Your daughter is under the full power of King Bahamut’s curse. Filled with vengeance and rage like this, she could easily cut you down if you recklessly approach her," I warned.

"B-but, Baron Atreus... she’s my daughter..." Countess Azalea said softly.

"Just leave it to me, Countess Azalea."

"Why are you helping me...? You know that Duke Archer Aerlius and I have been targeting you ever since you took control of Thornvale..."

"Countess Azalea, you were my enemy when you still had the intention of fighting me. But I was far stronger than you, and I defeated you. And I know... your desires, Baroness Sheiza’s desire, and all the Ventura warriors desire in the golden mountains of Aaren, are more influenced by King Bahamut’s curse. That curse doesn’t make you rulers of the golden mountains of Aaren, but rather makes you slaves. You always claim that all your sacrifices are for your husband’s glory, but they are not. You, and everyone here, are being forced and exploited by your own husband, Countess Azalea."

Countess Azalea fell silent, her face pale.

It was as if words were trying to escape her lips, but after waiting for a few minutes, they wouldn’t come.

Countess Azalea burst into tears, shedding tears so hard she knelt down, pouring out all her feelings imprisoned and enslaved in this illusory golden palace.

No words were needed; I knew what I was saying was true.

Countess Azalea didn’t deny it, because I could feel the freedom she had longed for after the black horns of the Curse of King Bahamut that controlled her mind previously were destroyed.

"WOOOSSH...!"

Suddenly, there was the sound of a very dense and powerful aura booming.

The pressure of the aura shook the entire throne room.

I saw that Baroness Sheiza was already covered in a purplish-black aura that burned throughout her armor and black sword.

From her bloodshot, ominous gaze, I knew she had gathered her greatest strength, coupled with the boost of King Bahamut’s curse, ready to pierce my chest.

It would have been easy for me to escape, summon Shadow Moon, and exit the throne room to gain momentum.

But it seemed time was running out, and Countess Azalea would be affected if I managed to escape.

There was no choice but to fight back!

Before Baroness Sheiza attacked me, I had already prepared a combination of wind and ice magic: Black Wind and Black Frost.

With just that one black magic combination, a cold wind surged, freezing the entire floor, walls, and golden wall in front of me with a split of seconds.

SWOOOSHH....!

Sheiza, who had been on fire and about to pounce on me, was now frozen, her body frozen like an ice statue.

It feels similar to what I did to Chev, Cecile’s brother.

The combination of Black Wind and Black Frost was a masterstroke, freezing all her movements.

Even the entire aura of power that had been radiating and exerting pressure was instantly dissipated by my icy wind.

Good...now I can breathe a sigh of relief.

I saw Countess Azalea shivering behind me.

"Such powerful and fast ice magic...even though I was quite far away, the cold still felt deadly..." she said, trembling.

"Heh...I’m sorry. Please understand, Countess Azalea. It seems I immediately unleashed a combination of Black Wind and Black Frost at once without adequately setting the range."

I was about to open my vermillion cloak to cover Countess Azalea, providing warmth to soothe the her coldness.

Initially, Countess Azalea’s gaze had been warm and welcoming, but suddenly her expression turned sharp while looking far behind me.

"Baron Atreus...! I-its Sheiza...!"

CRACKKK...!

Countess Azalea’s sharp cry, along with the sound of cracking ice behind me, made me turn around.

I gasped in shock to see Sheiza freed from the ice that had frozen her body, released by the power of King Bahamut’s curse.

My instincts immediately triggered a black flame, but Sheiza was no longer in my line of sight.

She didn’t disappear, but moved swiftly, darting towards me and—

STAB...!

"Gahhh....!"

"Baron Atreus...!"

The black blade pierced my stomach deeply.

I saw Sheiza’s face, a combination of a beautiful woman with white skin and silver hair, large black horns, and demonic red eyes, right in front of me.

Countess Azalea may not have been affected, but I could hear her screams of worry.

My world spun as Sheiza pushed me downward.

With one powerful thrust from Sheiza, my hell began.

CRASHH...!

CRASHH...!

CRASHH...!

I was pushed down by her black sword, which radiated an aura of power and devastating destructive power.

I fell to each floor below the throne room, continually being pushed by her painful black sword until I had descended several levels below the throne room.

At the end, as my vision grew blurry, my breathing became heavier, and my chest tightened, I landed on a hard surface that was no longer the golden floor with its red carpet.

Though blurry, and Sheiza’s brutal, bloodthirsty face still fixed on me, I could see my surroundings.

I felt as if I were in a vast, tall cavern, with raw azure blue crystals on every side, ready to be mined.

Not only azure blue crystals, but the ground around me was also littered with raw gold!

I should have been delighted to discover such a hidden place, but Sheiza’s black sword piercing my stomach dashed all my joy.

"NO MERCY FOR YOU, ATREUS VERMILLION...! DIE...!", Sheiza shouted, twisting her sword.

"AGHH...!"

I screamed in agony as I vomited blood.

All my muscles and joints reacted with pain as the black sword not only destroyed my stomach, but its aura of death began to spread throughout my body.

For some reason, I felt King Bahamut’s aura of power so strongly in this strange cave.

When my gaze fell to the southern end, I finally understood why.

The monster’s body, resembling a giant humanoid body with thick, black armor-like scales, was clearly visible in its monstrous size at the southern end.

Numerous crystal seals were attached to each side of the dragon’s body, and I knew it was King Bahamut.

This cave was already vast, like a colossal studio, but King Bahamut’s gigantic body, sealed in this cave, was larger than half the entire cave.

Strangely, however, I couldn’t see his head and wings, the defining characteristics of a dragon.

It was as if they had been severed from his body.

Could it be that King Bahamut was sealed separately?

Oh, how foolish of me.

How could I still think and analyze like that while my life was fading away?

As my consciousness faded from loss of blood, I could feel something flowing through me.

Something so oppressive, even disturbing, filled my inner being with a brutality that I gradually lost control of.

I felt crippled as most of my body, my legs, and even my face, suddenly became immobile, as if someone were controlling it from within.

Heck, I even felt a pair of black horns slowly growing on my head.

"HAHAHAHA! YOU LOSE, ATREUS VERMILLION...! YOU WILL BE THE CHILD OF KING BAHAMUT...!"

Sheiza’s cry sounded different.

Her voice was loud and harsh, booming throughout the cave like a dragon’s roar.

At this point, I knew that Sheiza was no longer fully herself, but was completely controlled by the curse of King Bahamut.

This bastard Bahamut.

Even in a sealed state like that, he could still control an elite warrior of Sheiza’s caliber!

In my dying position, I couldn’t use my elemental magic.

I couldn’t even summon Rhaevor because I was too late and lost momentum.

The only thing left was the Black Star, which radiated its black aura from the palm of my right hand.

The only part of my body I could still move was my right hand, and the first thing I did as time dwindled and my chest tightened was to grip the black blade that was stabbing into my stomach.

The Black Star and the black sword were both burning, resonating with each other, even though I still felt them at odds.

"IT’S USELESS, ATREUS VERMILLION...! YOU MAY HAVE THE BLACK STAR...BUT YOU WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO DEFEAT THE CURSE OF KING BAHAMUT...!" Sheiza exclaimed loudly.

"I will not allow myself to be consumed by the curse of King Bahamut like you, Baroness Sheiza," I said calmly.

CRACK...!

"WHAT...?!" Sheiza gasped in disbelief at the small crack in her black sword’s blade.

I may be dying, but I still managed to smile at the panic on her face.

The Black Star isn’t as weak as you think, Sheiza...!