Yandere Levelling in Her World-Chapter 172 - 173: Judith’s revenge

Judith stood alone at the center of the vast chamber.

The room was enormous, its ceiling lost in darkness, supported by ancient pillars etched with symbols of forgotten authority. Dim blue light leaked from slits in the walls, barely illuminating the figures positioned around her. They stood inside recessed alcoves, half-hidden behind thick shadow curtains. Faces concealed. Voices sharp.

Judith's boots echoed softly against the stone floor. She did not move. Her posture was straight, her expression calm.

A woman's voice cut through the silence.

"So this is Judith Harrington."

Another voice followed, rough and mocking.

"She really thinks she can stand there after what she's done."

A third voice sneered.

"Who gave you the authority to decide who lives and who dies?"

Judith listened.

She folded her hands behind her back, eyes slowly moving from one shadowed alcove to another.

A man spoke next, his tone dripping with disdain.

"You took out powerful people. Pillars of this nation. You acted like a queen without a crown."

Someone laughed.

"No. Worse. She acted like a god."

Judith did not react.

A woman hissed from behind a curtain.

"You think calmness will save you? You overstepped. This council exists to prevent people like you."

Another voice interrupted angrily.

"She should be executed here. Now. Before she becomes a bigger problem."

Several murmurs of agreement echoed around the chamber.

"Yes. Kill her."

"She is dangerous."

"She has gone too far."

Judith slowly turned her head, looking around the room as if observing scenery rather than threats.

Still calm.

Still silent.

The voices grew louder.

"This arrogance."

"She does not even defend herself."

"Typical Harrington pride."

Then suddenly, a stern voice rang out, sharper than the rest.

"Judith Harrington."

The room quieted.

"Why don't you say something?"

Judith exhaled softly.

She raised her right hand.

Her finger pointed toward the first alcove on her left.

"Lady Merrowin," Judith said calmly. "Born into the eastern trade families. Your wealth comes from grain monopolies and smuggled relief shipments during the Norbata crisis."

A sharp inhale came from behind the curtain.

Judith's finger moved to the next shadow.

"Councilor Reth. Your real name is Rethan Vale. You abandoned it when your family was erased for collaborating with foreign militias."

Silence spread.

Her finger moved again.

"Marquis Holst. Your title is fake. Bought with blood money. You sold civilians to smugglers and called it relocation."

The murmurs stopped completely.

Judith continued.

"Senator Krail. Arms dealer. Your son died because of one of your own defective weapons."

A faint whimper echoed.

Her finger moved again.

"And you," Judith said, her tone unchanged. "High Chancellor Verna. You poisoned your predecessor and framed his wife."

The chamber was dead silent.

Judith slowly turned in place, pointing to each shadow one by one.

She named them all.

Their real names.

Their families.

Their crimes.

Their secrets.

With each word, fear crept into the room.

Finally, her hand stopped.

It pointed to a figure directly in front of her.

The curtain there barely moved.

Judith's lips curved into a faint smile.

"And you," she muttered softly. "You are none other than my own mother."

The air froze.

"Lady Harrington."

The curtain trembled.

Suddenly, a shrill voice screamed from behind another alcove.

"Kill her. Kill her now."

Several voices joined in panic.

"Guards."

"Execute her."

"What are you waiting for?"

Nothing happened.

No footsteps.

No weapons drawn.

Judith sighed.

"Sure," she said quietly. "I played your games."

Her eyes hardened.

"I watched how you moved pieces when we were back in Norbata."

She slowly turned her head.

"But this is not Norbata anymore."

Her voice echoed across the chamber.

"It will never be Norbata again."

The figures remained silent.

"One thing you all fail to understand," Judith continued, "is that people need change."

She took a step forward.

"They do not like you. This new society does not allow you to hold power the way you once did."

She pointed again at the first woman.

"There are new parties. New leaders. New systems."

A soft sob came from behind the curtain.

"And when that happens," Judith said coldly, "the old should not remain."

Blood began to seep from beneath the curtains.

At first, it was just a thin line.

Then another.

Then several.

Panic erupted.

"What is happening?"

"No, stay back."

"Protect me."

Screams filled the chamber.

Silver appeared beside Judith, her threads already red.

Her movements were swift and merciless.

Curtains fell.

Bodies dropped.

Voices turned into gurgles and then silence.

Some begged.

Some cursed.

Some prayed.

Silver cut them all down.

Until she stopped.

Only one curtain remained.

Silver hesitated.

Judith stepped forward.

With a single motion, the curtain tore apart.

Mother and daughter stared at each other.

Lady Harrington stood tall, blood splattered across her noble dress, a faint smile on her lips.

Judith looked directly into her eyes.

"So, mother," Judith asked softly. "What do you think?"

Lady Harrington chuckled weakly.

"What am I supposed to think, daughter?" she replied. "I knew from the day we were given judgment that nothing would ever be the same again."

She lifted her chin.

"The prophecies about you," she continued, "they became true after all."

Judith's eyes narrowed.

"Prophecies about me and my sister," she corrected quietly.

Lady Harrington's eyes widened.

"So," she whispered, "you knew."

Judith nodded.

"Of course I did."

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small knife.

Slowly, deliberately, she pressed it against her mother's chest.

"Do you regret everything you did?" Judith asked.

Lady Harrington did not hesitate.

"I don't," she said. "I have no regrets."

Judith pushed the knife forward.

Lady Harrington's body went limp.

She collapsed.

Silver stood beside Judith, staring at the aftermath.

The chamber was soaked in blood.

"This massacre," Silver said quietly, "you planned this for a long time."

Judith did not deny it.

Silver looked up at her.

"What's next, Mother?"

Judith wiped the blade clean.

"What we need now is stability," she said.

She turned away from the bodies.

"Bring Commissioner Olivia and General Kazami to me."

Silver nodded.

"They will understand," Judith continued, "what needs to be done now."

Her eyes hardened with resolve.

"The military and the government can no longer remain separate."

She looked toward the exit.

"I will bring stability to this nation again," Judith muttered.

Her voice softened slightly.

"I need it… before I find my sister."

She paused.

"And the woman who almost killed you."

The chamber fell silent once more.

Only the echoes of Judith's footsteps remained.

***

The jeep rolled into a fortified compound made of stacked concrete slabs and metal sheets. Guards snapped to attention as the vehicle stopped. Nina and Kyouka were hauled out, restraints still humming faintly around their wrists.

They were pushed through heavy doors into a large command room lit by flickering lamps and holo-maps projected onto cracked walls.

At the center sat General Kazami.

Her posture was straight, her uniform immaculate despite the ruin outside. Scars lined her arms, earned, not hidden. Her sharp eyes lifted slowly.

For a moment, the room went silent.

Nina met her gaze.

Both women knew instantly.

This was not their last meeting.

This time, they stood on opposite sides.

Nina scoffed under her breath and spat on the floor. "So much for a woman who respected words."

A few soldiers shifted uneasily, hands moving closer to their weapons.

Kazami did not react. She did not even blink.

She leaned back slightly and spoke calmly. "There are times when a woman must put honor aside and do what is right. Even if the world ends tomorrow."

Her eyes hardened. "Treason cannot be forgiven. You of all people should understand what it means to disobey your country."

Nina's restraint buzzed as she leaned forward, shouting. "Country? Look around you, dumbass. There is no country. There is no Norbata. This is a glorified refugee camp."

She jerked her head toward the flickering map. "Sixty percent of Norbata's population is already dead. You cannot even control the remaining ten percent huddled here. You do not know what is happening in the north, south, east, or west. You are blind."

The room went tense.

Kazami tapped a finger on the armrest, then chuckled softly. "You are speaking logically for a woman with anger issues."

She looked almost amused. "When did you become so sensible?"

Nina growled but said nothing.

Kazami stood up slowly and walked closer, boots echoing against the floor. "Now that we have you, what should we do with you two?"

She glanced at Kasi, then back at them. "Execute you? Put you in a cell? Or would you cooperate, convince Astrid to return to us, and we part peacefully?"

She stopped right in front of them. "What do you think we should do?"

Before Nina could answer, Kyouka spoke quietly.

"It does not matter what you do."

Kazami paused.

Kyouka lifted her head, eyes dull and distant. "Whether you call us traitors or not, this city will die. Either the traitors you fear will come, or a giant dungeon boss will surface beneath this place."

She swallowed. "That is our fate."

The word traitors seemed to snap something inside Kazami.

She straightened abruptly. "You saw them?"

Her voice sharpened with sudden intensity. "You actually saw the traitors?"

Kyouka nodded. "Not just saw them."

Kazami stepped closer. "Explain."

Kyouka's lips trembled. "I saw them intimidating the monster that killed your precious team of soldiers."

The room exploded into murmurs.

Kazami's eyes widened. "That monster must be at least one of the high ranking ones if it took out Team Zero."

Kyouka continued, voice steady now. "If they ever find out we are here, this place will not be a battlefield."

She looked around the room. "It will be a massacre."

Kazami clenched her fists. "Are you saying they have become more powerful after the incident?"

Kyouka met her gaze. "Yes."

She lowered her voice. "They have weapons. Weapons that can make our powers useless while blowing holes in our chest.."

Nina added coldly, "Weapons that will erase this city in minutes."

Kasi frowned. "You are bluffing."

Kyouka shook her head. "Sure, go ahead with that narrative."

Kazami turned away, walking back to her chair slowly. Her face was unreadable.

She sat down.

"More powerful," she muttered. "Weapons beyond our understanding."

She exhaled slowly. "This information is more valuable than anything I have obtained in months."

She looked back at them. "Thank the goddess you two were captured."

Nina laughed bitterly. "You have a strange way of saying that."

Kazami ignored her. She turned sharply toward a communications console and grabbed the radio.

"Olivia," she said firmly. "This is Kazami."

A pause.

"I have something you need to hear. Something that changes everything."

She glanced back at Nina and Kyouka, eyes sharp and calculating.

"Prepare the council room. Lock down all exits. We are no longer dealing with scattered enemies."

She lowered her voice.

"We are facing something far worse."

The radio clicked off.