A Highest Rank in Another World!

The armor swung her sword and the queen closed her eyes as she hugged her daughters and trembled with fear. 

In those last seconds that she thought were her and her daughters' last seconds of life, she said only a few words.

"It's okay." She said to her two daughters who desperately clung to her with their little icy bodies and who were trembling endlessly. 

But something strange happened. Seconds passed and the queen still felt no pain. But still, she kept her eyes closed because she was still very frightened.

She kept her eyes closed until she heard a single scream.

GAAAAA~

It was a cry of pain mixed with a strange moan. She knew that voice well, it was her husband's voice.

Because of this, she opened her eyes quickly and looked desperately to where her husband was before. When she opened her eyes, it widened in the same instant at the horrible sight she had.

Her husband had been cut and the top part of his body was on the ground while his mouth was still moving to try to say something. Her husband's eyes were still looking directly at her even though he was lifeless.

"AAAAAAAAAAAH~~" Because of this the queen shouted loud enough for the people outside the mansion to hear. The armor looked at the woman in confusion as he approached.

"DON'T COME NEAR ME!" She shouted to the armor as she put her two daughters' faces on her breasts so they wouldn't see the king's body.

But even though they couldn't see everything, they seemed to have an idea of what had happened, then they began to cry desperately.

"That man wanted me to kill you and your daughters, so I killed him. He's a coward." The armor turned and looked at the king's body lying on the ground. 

"..." The queen continued to cry silently and said nothing. She just looked at him angrily, as if it wanted to kill him. The armor didn't understand that way of acting.

That man had practically sacrificed her and her daughters, why is she so angry? Was this all love? That made no sense in the armor's mind. That man is a coward and deserved to die.

Why after everything he said did the queen still feel sad that he died? Maybe she is as "rotten" as he is?

"All right, I'm giving you the chance to leave here with your daughters. But don't let my other brothers and the master see you." The armor said and then looked to the first minister and the nearby nobles.

'Hmm, who should be the new king? I need to choose someone who looks like the old one. Does my master know what the king looks like? I can tell you that the king killed himself if I have to.'

The prime minister and the nobles who got the look of the armor approaching began to scream desperately as they tried to open the door to escape from that place. But unfortunately, the door was locked.

''Please, I'll give you money, I'll give you anything. How about it? I can get a job for you as a knight." An old man with cat ears knelt on the floor and began to beg.

The armor looked at him for a while as he pretended to be thinking about his proposal.

Because of this, the other nobles also began to make proposals to the armor hoping that he would accept any of them.

"I'll let you have my title of nobility, how about it?"

"I'll give you my mansion, you can have my concubines, you can have everything I have, please!"

They started making absurd proposals that surely a person would normally accept without a second thought.

But the armor just looked at those frightened "animals" and smiled in his mind.

'They are as disgusting as that king.' He looked at the king's body cut in half on the ground. Then he clenched the hilt of his sword and approached the first man who had proposed.

"Can you give me money? Is that it?" The armor asked.

Because of this, the man could see a ray of hope.

"Yes, I'll give you as much money as it takes!" He said while shaking his head several times and smiling. Of course, he was still kneeling at the foot of the armor as if he were a helpless animal.

"Hmmm, I understand. But unfortunately, I don't have much need to have money for now. I don't even see a use for it." Saying this, the armor increased the glow inside its helmet and looked at the man.

The nobleman fell backward as he pissed himself and shouted.

"No, please." At the moment he had his back to the wall and was begging for his life. But regardless the armor slowly walked towards him.

The nobleman tried to get up to try to escape somehow, but before he could get out, the sword from the armor pierced his belly and hit the wall just behind him.

The armor's sword also pierced the wall.

The nobleman was trapped in the wall by the armor sword as he struggled and shouted.

But only a few seconds passed before he fell silent and fainted.

The other nobles who realized that the armor didn't care about money, started to make other proposals, but none of the proposals caught the armor's attention.

"I will not die here!" As the armor walked towards the group of 6 nobles who were scared, one of the nobles started to run towards the window of the room.

"We are on the third floor, you already know what will happen if you jump, don't you?!" Another noble shouted to try to warn him but to no avail. The nobleman jumped out the window and broke the wood and glass.

He started screaming desperately as he fell.

And after less than 3 seconds, the sound of him crashing against the ground could be heard along with a last cry of pain.

"That idiot!" The same nobleman who had warned his friend gritted his teeth.

"Do you guys want to try to run away too?" The armor pointed his sword at the window.

The nobles looked at the window and then looked at each other.

But none of them dared to do something like that idiot nobleman. The armor just sighed and hurried his steps.

The nobles who were almost 10 meters away on the other side of the room were suddenly taken by surprise.

Two of the nobles who were further ahead had their heads cut off with one movement and died before they could even feel pain. The other three remaining nobles stared in terror at this scene.

They started screaming desperately as they ran around, but since the armor had already lost too much time in this little "game" he decided to hurry things up a bit.

He quickly ran after one of the nobles and drove his sword into his back. The nobleman fell to the ground and agonized before dying.

After this, another noble was caught and received a single punch to the face. His face was completely smashed and he slumped against the wall of the room. He did feel a lot of pain and agony before he died.

But since his mouth had been destroyed, he could not scream and produced only a few strange ones.

"My God, please." The only nobleman left inside the room had already crapped himself. He was crying and his face was miserable. 

He was looking at the armor as if he was seeing the devil in front of him. He was shaking so badly that the armor thought he would die of a heart attack before he could talk to him.

Yes, he wanted to talk.

"You, the only one left."

"What?" The noble asked startled as he pulled away from a little and lost strength in his legs. He fell to the ground and stood there paralyzed.

"You will be the new king for now, what do you think?" The armor asked the nobleman. And hearing his question, the nobleman looked very confused.

The queen who remained embraced with her daughters also seemed not to believe what she was hearing.

But she preferred to remain silent while keeping her daughters protected from the horrible scenes that were happening inside this room.

Even the queen could not stand it and kept her eyes closed while trying to ignore the screams around her.

But now she was paying attention to the conversation that was going on nearby.

"Me, the new king?"

"Exactly. Unfortunately, I ended up killing the old king." The armor turned and looked at the king's body again.

"But what do you mean I will be the new king? What do you mean with that?"

"You just have to pretend you are the king to my master. If you do that you will make it out alive."

"Your master? I'll do it! I'll do it!" The nobleman stood up excitedly.

But he still didn't seem to believe much of it.

"But why me?" 

"You are the one who looks most like the old king. Your ears, your tail."

"Oh, is that why? It's because we're brothers."

"..." The armor looked at the man for a while.

"It's true, I swear to you!"

"I'm not doubting that. But then, will you accept my proposal?"

"Sure, I'll do it!"

"All right." Then the armor approached the man, causing great discomfort and fear in him.

"What?" were the last words he said before he received a blow to his neck and fell to the ground passed out.