An otherworldly person with a blood-red face sprawls on the carpet of the royal hall.
Blood sprays from his face, and he reflexively tries to suppress his shattered jaw, but the pain is so intense that he can''t even touch it, so he just screams.
Sam looks down at Hayama Yuto coldly.
Samuel Scheidt is a mild-mannered boy, but he can be ruthless with those he once perceives as enemies.
It doesn''t matter if they are the guest of honor of a neighboring country or an otherworldly being called a hero.
He shows no mercy to those who would harm those he cares about.
Sam, who has changed his expression from the previous episode to one as expressionless as a noh mask, asks Yuto
What did you just say?
Of course, there was no way that Yuto, whose jaw was shattered and who was struggling in pain, could reply.
However, Sam, perhaps frustrated by the lack of response, kicked the boy as hard as he could in the abdomen.
"What did you ask me to do to Stella-sama and Lise-sama? Aaah!"
He stomped on the foot of the brave man who coughed up blood and slobber and put his strength into it.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?"
Yuto''s leg was broken, and he screamed for the second time.
"Shut up! Answer my question instead of that. What did you do with my precious Stella and Lise?
One leg was not enough to cure Sam''s anger, so he broke the other leg as well.
"Geeaaaahhhhhh, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!"
"Screw you, man. You want me to lend you the people I care about? You treat me like a thing, and I''ll kill you right here and now!"
No, no, no, no, no, no.
No one could move.
Not because Sam suddenly went berserk.
It was because the crowd was so stiffened by his dense deadly energy and magical power that they could not move a muscle.
With no help, Yuto crawled on the floor like a caterpillar and tried to escape.
Stepping on his back, Sam raised his right arm.
"Kirisaku!"
"No!"
Just as Sam was about to activate his skill and slay his countryman, a sharp and loud voice echoed through the hall.
Sam''s hand stops.
"--King!"
When I turned my gaze to the source of the voice, I saw His Majesty King Clyde Isle-Sky and His Majesty King Vik Orkney of the neighboring kingdom with grim faces.
In the silence, the two men approach us.
"Sam, what happened?"
"...... this guy said something about lending us Stella and Lise for the night, and we thought he might be suicidal, so we thought we''d give him a chance to make it happen. Please wait a moment, I''ll finish soon. Then we''ll talk."
"Wait, Sam."
Sam raised his hand again, but Clyde waited for him.
Sam looks frustrated, but at least he holds his hand up.
"Why are you stopping me? Stella-sama, Lise-sama, they insulted me!"
"I know. But wait. Don''t kill him.
But...
Sam!
"...... yes."
Sam reluctantly decided to follow Clyde''s lead.
But his stomach is still churning, so he kicks the brave man in the gut one more time.
"...... Sam."
"I''m sorry, I just..."
"...... enough, get away from that boy."
"Yes, sir."
Sam takes a few steps away from Yuto, and Stella and Liese hug him on both arms.
Karen, Mizuki, and Alicia came to Sam''s side silently.
Günther tried to join the engaged couples, but Hanaeren kicked him away.
Seeing his family in such a state, Sam began to regain his composure.
"Well, Mr. Vike, what do you think of this? It seems that the heroes of your country have made a barbarian request to borrow my daughter for the night. You are honored guests, and your country welcomes you with open arms, but we do not intend to entertain you by offering you our daughters.
"--I am very sorry."
Vik Orkney made no excuses and, despite the public appearance, bowed his head and apologized.
This took the breath away from the crowd, which had been stiffened by Sam''s outburst.
"To Lord Clyde, Samuel Scheidt, Princess Stella and Lieselotte, I offer my sincerest apologies."
"Your Majesty!"
"You can''t apologize in a place like this!"
Vike apologizes profusely, and his subjects try to stop him, but he does not stop apologizing.
"This man is from another world, and because he is a hero, we have spoiled him too much in our country. This is the result. I apologize on his behalf to all those who have been inconvenienced. But just once, just once, please let him go this time without taking his life. Of course, you will be punished. I strip you of your titles of valor and promise that you will never appear in public again, so please spare my life."
"--Father! Then you are too brave! I''ve already been punished! In the first place, it would be strange to refuse such an honorable invitation to be your partner for the night!"
Princess Deela of the Kingdom of Orkney, who had been knocked unconscious by Sam''s deadly fury, had the audacity to object to her father, who had gone so far as to bow and apologize in an attempt to settle the situation.
People from both countries looked up to the heavens.
The king of a country has just apologized in public with sincerity. This should have put an end to Hayato Hayama''s blunder and Sam''s rampage.
However, because of Deila''s comment, the story was about to continue.
Of course, Vike would not have approved of that.
By all accounts, it was the hero who was at fault.
Of course, only an ancient tyrant would ask a princess of a country to spend the night with a woman pregnant with the child of an important person of a friendly country.
I was even dumbfounded to learn that Japan is a country with such a lack of common sense.
"- - Shut up. Don''t provoke me any further."
"But!"
I told you to shut up!
The air was churning with the sound of his angry voice.
"--hi!"
The princess sagged and closed her mouth at her father''s angry shouts.
Weik was forced to apologize again.
This time he looked Sam in the eye and bowed his head once more.
"I''m sorry, my daughter. I guess I''ve lost my common sense somewhere since I started to get involved with Hayama Hayato."
"Please raise your face."
Sam''s voice sounded calm as he was surrounded by his fiancées.
Vike looks up.
Sam tries to tell him that you shouldn''t apologize,
"--Duel me!"
A voice, unpleasant to say the least, interrupted him.