I’m Going to Destroy this Country

Damn these Eshuas.

Although he said that, they indeed were from a major noble house.

Skeleton King, or rather, soon to be a Saint planning to devour the Holy Empire, Isaac Eshua was looking up at a mansion.

His expression was twisted in a way that was quite mature for his age.

It’s like they placed a village over a lake.

The blue roof that soared high was deeper than the sky’s blue, and the waterways flowing everywhere were so vast and long that it was hard to tell if this was a lake or a village.

The carvings on the white marble, the glass, the sheer grandeur – damn, how much did all that cost? Just from the majesty of the building, it felt so sacred, damn it. Do these bastards truly have a modest faith? Just looking at the building, one can feel the history of thousands of years…

Damn, what I’m saying is it’s impressively good.

‘Damn Holy Empire!’

Did they invest everything in real estate after ripping off the demons?

The former and current Demon King was trembling as he looked at the mansion.

Of course, he knew the Holy Empire was affluent. Other empires and countries were the same, but the Holy Empire had a high reputation on the continent.

All because of the demons.

How much lobbying, no, how much effort do humans think they’re putting into the Holy Empire to drive out the demons?

Compared to that, the demon faction is dirt poor!

They were wealthy at times, but at least not when the Skeleton King arrived here.

When the Skeleton King first came here, the demons were on the brink of extinction. That’s why a skinless skeleton was so starved that he was chased by a mere beast.

It wasn’t for no reason that they defended their territories fiercely and aimed for self-reliant growth.

Because if they moved to the human faction in that state, they were sure to get beaten.

Of course, he invested all the gathered money and food in the demon infrastructure.

Thanks to that, he did live in an old castle with no windows and worn-out clothes, but he had no regrets…

[Master! Our shabby castle can’t even compare to this!]

No regrets…

[Look! Master! The sacred stones on the outer walls! Only I know about it, but selling just one can get you a mansion! Even land!]

…Damn, should I sell the mansion and flee overseas?

Isaac sneakily glared at the blue mansion.

Well, to those who come from a poor background, this might seem extravagant, but in reality, this is actually modest.

He had heard that the Blue Faith is the most modest of the five major families.

The temple of the imperial family where he met the Bishop was not as extravagant as this. One can’t even imagine how gilded the Pope’s family, another ruler, would be.

Anyway, the house he’ll live in from now on wasn’t bad.

Actually, it was on the good side.

Except for one thing.

“Look, Isaac! You need to grow up and become like those kids.”

The uncle holding Isaac was smiling fondly as he looked at the training ground.

In the training ground, young trainees, who hadn’t yet come of age, were receiving sword training.

“Die, Skeleton King! Die! Die, Skeleton King!”

“Even if you dissect him, the Skeleton King remains relentless! Whether the sun rises or sets, his grudge won’t disappear! Die, Skeleton King!”

“Worthless as shit, Skeleton King, die!”

Wait, what are they teaching these kids?

The eyes of the trainees, who were beating and even kicking a scarecrow resembling the Skeleton King, were terrifying. They were even cowardly stabbing the eyes and between the legs of the scarecrow.

“The young trainees’ sword skills are improving every day. I’m very proud.”

No, that’s not swordsmanship anymore, is it?

It’s just dirty tricks!

“Haha, Isaac should be like that too.”

It’s just like thug manners! You brat!

What on earth are they teaching these young paladins?

Isaac glared at the training ground with rage-filled eyes.

Of course, they’re still young children. At this age, their attention span isn’t long, so having something of interest like that is good.

I understand it’s a wise choice, but…

“Wow, right in the center! I won!”

From the corner, Isaac trembled watching boys playing with a Skeleton King scarecrow.

“Wow, let’s ask the leader to bring us a new dummy.”

“Then, let’s play soccer with the Skeleton King’s head.”

These kids. I’ll sue them for violating human rights.

Isaac’s face turned sour.

But it wasn’t something he couldn’t understand.

Well, those cute little ones seemed to be the disciples of Eshua, who had a direct grudge against the Skeleton King. Surely, they must harbor some unknown resentment.

For instance, perhaps they lost their parents due to an unjust accident…

“My father and mother will be here soon.”

“Oh, then let’s clean up before the break ends! You take the dirty Skeleton King!”

“No! It’ll get dirty!”

Isn’t it better to just instill hatred now?

Isaac’s eyes gleamed.

‘Well, I can roughly guess why Eshua’s guidance is like this.’

Soldiers sent to war couldn’t survive with normal spirits and beliefs.

The best way to boost soldiers’ morale at such times was to instill hatred. And if that hatred training was instilled from a young age, it would be good for making them soldiers.

Real paladins who charged with a zombie-like belief, no, an obsessive focus on exterminating the Skeleton King weren’t just one or two.

‘Come to think of it, they might all have been believers of Blue Faith.’

Isaac scrunched up his face in disgust, but he felt it didn’t matter now.

Being born as one of Eshua’s people, as long as they weren’t enemies, they could be allies.

Depending on how one deals with it, even when facing the hateful Pope’s faction, and the dogs, who hated the , it could be a great help.

So even if he was angry, there was no reason to hate them if he thought of converting them to his subordinates.

Anyway, he was going to retrieve the physical body of the , take the throne, become a Saint, and take the Pope’s position.

A culture that disregards the Skeleton King?

Acts of disrespect against the Skeleton King doll?

Who cares?

Once he becomes the Pope and roasts the Emperor, it will be the Isaak Empire replacing the Holy Empire!

Isaac laughed heartily.

“Oh! So, Isaac, it seems you like that training ground.”

Yes, I’ll replace all those skeleton scarecrows there with Gods.

“Lord Yard, give Isaac the cursed Skeleton King doll from the training ground. I need to teach him how to curse.”

It’s okay to leave one with his uncle’s face.