The Lord Who Levels Up by Devouring - LLD Chapter 110: Madness (2) (Part 1)

Adrian and Ellen clashed.
And the result of that clash—

Thwack! Thwack!

A brutal beating unfolded.
Everyone trembled in shock and disbelief.
…Their minds couldn’t process it.
Because the one getting beaten like a dog wasn’t Adrian.

The vice-captain of the Royal Knights.
A genius knight expected to reach Master level within five years.
One of the top-ranked fighters in the Battenberg Kingdom.

That Ellen was now drenched in blood.
And it wasn’t by just anyone—
It was Adrian.
The infamous madman from the House of Whitewolf.

…It was simply impossible to accept this reality.

The Royal Knights could only stare blankly at the merciless violence.

“What… what are you all doing?! Kill that lunatic bastard, now!!”

Only after Walter’s command did the Royal Knights snap out of their daze.
Their bodies, frozen in fear and terror, finally moved.

The Royal Knights—
The kingdom’s most elite order of knights.
They were leagues above regular knights.
No one in the kingdom could stand against them.

“Don’t charge in recklessly! Maintain formation!”

The knight at the front barked out.
In perfect unison, the Royal Knights launched their assault.

They moved like a thunderstorm crashing down—
But…

“What is this…?!”
“Gaaah!”

No matter how fierce the storm, the sea does not soak in the rain.

In an instant, Adrian had taken down the Royal Knights.
Ellen—one of the kingdom’s top fighters—and the famed Royal Knights were now all collapsed on the ground.

…Walter could not accept this.

“H-How…?”

How could a mere mad dog from a count’s family do this?!

“D-Damn it!!”

Walter snatched up a sword from the floor.
And in that moment—
Adrian’s eyes locked onto him.

It was then Walter realized—

He had made a grave mistake.

Adrian… had completely transcended common sense.
He wasn’t just a madman.
He was a madman who surpassed reason.

‘I—I’m going to die!’

KRAAANG!

A thunderous sound shook his body.
But there was no impact.
He opened his tightly shut eyes—

And Adrian’s face was right in front of his.

“Your Highness, a blacksmith I know once said something.”

Adrian’s eyes gleamed.

And they told him—

“To a man holding a hammer, the whole world looks like a nail.”

One more word, and prince or not—
Walter’s head would be nailed into the wall like a spike.

With that, Adrian turned his back.

Completely defenseless.

But Walter—
He couldn’t bring himself to swing the sword.

At some point, his pant legs had gone damp.

Beneath him, a yellow puddle was rapidly spreading.

As Adrian turned his back after warning Walter—

◆ The duration of the Transcendent Skill, Berserk [B-], has ended.
◆ Skill Promote Metabolism [B-] has reverted to [C+].
◆ Effect of the Transcendent Combination Skill, Accelerated Heartbeat [E], has ended.

Just in time, the duration of Berserk [?] came to an end.
A shame to lose the Sanity points he’d worked to gather, but…

‘It was tricky anyway.’

The Royal Knights were still the Royal Knights.
Especially Ellen—his skill was nothing to scoff at.

Honestly, Adrian’s abilities weren’t enough to overwhelm Ellen.
Even using Berserk [?], this level of dominance shouldn’t have been possible.

However, with the expanded joint range enabled by Slime Cell [B-], his movements and attacks were beyond human limits.

And thanks to Assimilation [C+], his body became undetectable by vision, rendering his position and attack patterns completely unpredictable.

‘Without a doubt…’

He had now surpassed even the Predators of his past life.

As the system messages faded—

The completely wrecked Palace Hall came into view.

No one had died, but it looked like the aftermath of a battlefield.

Ellen was a bloodied mess.
The Royal Knights were strewn about.
Walter had wet himself.

And the palace steward, Edmund, stood frozen, not knowing what to do.

“W-What is this…?”

The royal steward held a position akin to the king’s secretary or advisor.
He played a role similar to Bernard’s in the House of Whitewolf.

However, since he served a monarch and not a lord, his status was that of a count.

Edmund had witnessed countless political schemes and power plays in the royal court, surviving both figurative and literal wars.

But this… this kind of insane chaos breaking out within the royal palace—
This was a first even for him.

“U-Uwaark…!!”

Edmund’s speech function failed him.
His face went pale, and his eyes wandered in empty space.
Overcome with silent shock, he stood frozen on the spot.

Even the palace steward couldn’t believe what was happening.

Which meant—this was no ordinary chaos.
This situation was going to be extremely, extremely difficult to contain.

‘The Monarch of Darkness might step in personally at this rate.’

If he chose to appear and use Oblivion, he could erase the entire situation from memory.

If that happened?

Adrian would finally get a chance to observe the Monarch of Darkness.
A situation he actually welcomed.
Either way, there was nothing to lose on his end.

No matter what tricks they pulled—
They were all within his grasp.

‘Now then, let’s see how you respond.’

The shadows hiding the Monarch of Darkness were already starting to tear.

From the end of the palace corridor—
Clank, clank— the sound of armor clashing echoed.

Knights marched in with perfect formation.

“By royal order, we will arrest the one responsible for this disturbance! Resist, and you will be executed immediately!”

It was none other than the Royal Knights, sent to arrest him.

Considering the chaos he’d caused in the palace, this was only natural.
And there was no reason to stir up more trouble with these particular knights.

“I won’t resist.”

Adrian calmly raised his hands.

But then—

“You can’t!!”

A sudden, piercing cry rang out.

Serapia jumped in front of him, spreading her arms wide to block the path between Adrian and the Royal Knights.

Her ruby-red eyes suddenly lit up with a brilliant white glow.

CRACKLE—!!!

A powerful blast of frost exploded through the palace.

In a flash, the marble floor froze over.
Icicles formed on the ceiling and walls.
Frost clung to the Royal Knights’ armor.
Their weapons, now frozen solid, couldn’t be drawn.

And at the center of the swirling snowflakes and icy shards—

Was Serapia.

“I won’t let you arrest my brother!!”

As the freezing air surged through every corner of the palace—

‘…Iliana, what the hell did you make?’

Adrian closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

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