Chapter 829 – Eight Thrones (1)
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On the sixth day of the Festival of Heaven, a large city near the capital.
The first prince’s private wiped the blade with a cloth. It was because the blood of the youngest prince’s escorts had splattered.
He was looking at the prince, who was imprisoned behind bars. When the private took off the gag, the youngest prince had a calmer expression than expected.
The private was somewhat surprised. He was quite resolute for someone who had lost his escort and had been kidnapped a little while ago.
〈… You are calm.〉
The private was surprised by his reasoning, but he didn’t show it outwardly. ‘It’s no use even noticing. I’ve already set up a substitute for Prince Rebelio and handed over the counterfeit Holy Grail.’ However, even if the youngest prince was an unknown person, two people were not allowed to exist at the same time. Kidnapping and confinement and subsequent deaths were unavoidable sacrifices. The private did not bother to mention the blood of the escorts on his sword. That the youngest prince’s powerless escort had been annihilated. ‘You only need to stay here for two days. I promise to release it after the first prince ascends to the throne. I will go to exile in a faraway place.〉 〈… Did you go?〉 The soldier couldn’t ask what he was talking about. ─Suddenly. It was because the moment he opened his mouth, a knife flew silently from behind him and cut his lifeline. The private died without understanding the situation. ‘It’s late. Eden.〉 After killing the private, the executioner knelt down on his knees. Prince Rebelio shook his head. Even though he was looking at the floor, a cold gaze pierced the back of his head. It was a criticism of why they couldn’t stop the kidnapping attempts by those who lacked skills. However, Eden noticed that the prince did not mean to blame him for his mistake. Can not help it. He lowered his head further and recited the words he had prepared. 〈… Sorry. It was Your Majesty’s order.〉 “Are you saying that Obama gave the order to let me be kidnapped?” This is Eden Hebbinger, who was in charge of escorting Rebelio when he went to Atlantis as an envoy. Recognized for his firm loyalty by the imperial family, the executioner spoke fluently.
Revelio, who was muttering, laughed lightly. It was as if she wanted to hear the answer.
… Kwajik! The shackles that bound his wrists were broken.
Eden raised her head and opened her eyes wide. The devastation revealed in that moment was not smoke.
Rebelio’s words are out of the blue? No, it was the other way around.
This is because he referred to the ‘Lord of Eden’ and the emperor as if they were different persons.
Also, it was because the comment was not wrong.
Eden’s expression, unable to catch up with his understanding for a moment, hardened like a stone.
Revelrio asked back as if he was rather surprised.
“Things have changed so much since I went to Atlantis with you, did you really think I would still be quiet in front of the Watchers?”
The light flashed faster than the question, “What are you talking about?”
─Puck!! The sword was thrust into Eden’s throat.
The blade stopped after cutting the neck in half, which was too tough to be human. The bronze sword that came out of nowhere was held in Rebellio’s hand.
“Acting is not like that. I’ve known for a long time that you are a watcher attached by a descendant of the stars.〉
Revelio spoke bluntly, then laughed.
‘Is it easier to understand if I say it like this? Servants of the children of the stars.〉
〈… This son of a bitch!!〉
In an instant, his head was cut in half, but Eden did not die and retreated.
Shouting curse words, Eden predicted the odds.
The sword of the prince was faster than the master of the mithril class.
Rather than worrying about how Rebelio, a helpless ordinary man, displayed such amazing skills, Eden realized his disadvantage and revealed the power bestowed upon him.
‘I have to kill the prince if I show this, but I can’t!’
─Pujik! Tentacles pierced Eden’s flesh and grew.
After Eden became a master, she possessed strength that lightly transcended the limits of her physical ability, which had not been exceeded for decades. The power bestowed by the master brought ecstasy and satisfaction.
Eden let out her tentacles in a fit of her heightened emotions.
-Chaeeng!
Rebelio’s counterattack cut through the flexible yet hard tentacles.
〈I wouldn’t know if he said he’d rather use it.〉
Eden bit her foot. Even if he used his own aura, could he easily cut off the tentacles his master gave him? He wasn’t sure
However, the reason for Eden’s astonishment was something else.
〈… You didn’t cooperate?〉
Feeling uncomfortable with Revelio’s tone, Eden widened his eyes.
〈… There’s another guy!! Those who want to disobey His Majesty and our master!! There were guys who collaborated with you!! Did you intend to sell out the country while being a member of the royal family?!”
Rebelio bluntly spilled out a rant out of perverted patriotism.
〈It is a monster that has ruled the imperial family and Romania behind the scenes for hundreds of years. You or your father who cooperates with the monsters, why do you think their rule will last forever? I’m more curious about that.〉
Eden was furious, but the prince’s counterattack was fiercer than he thought.
His feet sprained because he was in a hurry to block. He was used to fighting with tentacles, but he wasn’t used to fighting opponents who would cut off their tentacles.
An unprofessional mistake. But a mistake of this magnitude does not lead directly to defeat.
Eden, who was endowed with power, has enough vitality to cover mistakes. He has always been like that.
─Sigh!!
But today was different from before. Rebellio’s sword severed Eden’s tentacles.
【■■■■■■!!!!!】
Revelio pinned Eden to the wall, screaming at the creature’s vocal chords. He did not die instantly when he twisted the sword lodged in his neck, but he was unable to scream in agony.
〈… Who, who are you?〉
─Rurruk. Eden stuttered his words, making a disgusting noise like seething blood and phlegm.
〈… …〉 ‘Who gave you strength? In Romania, where only artificial gods remain, what kind of god answered your prayers… ?〉 〈A being used by humans is not a god.〉 In the eyes of Rebelio, who thinks so, there is no god in this country. Although it was called the Holy Empire, it was actually a human country. No, is it a country of monsters covered in the skin of a human country? He put a grip on the handle of his sword. 〈From ancient times, a god functions as a god only when he is worshiped.〉 Believing that he was not worth fighting against, Rebellio raised his sword upwards.
Splitting Eden’s head, he turned her wrist and struck again. As if cutting meat on a chopping board, the wall was cut and the fallen executor met his death.
– Moongrak.
When Rebelio lowered his hand, the bronze sword turned into a knight-shaped object.
The prince took a deep breath and put on his robe.
His older brothers may be thinking of rebelling against his father, the emperor, but the other princes weren’t the only ones who set the Cheon Tong Festival as the day to revolt.
Revelio had been waiting for this day longer than his brothers.
〈… It’s a contradiction.〉
Princes who want to become emperors because they don’t know anything.
Rebelio refuses his fate even though he was chosen as the crown prince because he knows the real situation of the imperial family.
Also, knowledge is poison. A poison to be wary of.
As he recalled the truth he had been thinking about for a long time, Rebellio was immersed in darkness.
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Many countries try to decorate their capitals in the most beautiful way.
I looked down at the majestic sight from one of the pentagonal towers surrounding the church.
The capital of the country was the face in terms of people. Even if there are flaws elsewhere, isn’t it a matter of respecting face to neglect grime or bruises?
Was it like that? The streets of Romania made the streets more tidy and clean than Germania, which had many interactions with the Dwarves, and took it as a point of pride.
The successive emperors maintained a neat division structure while valuing history and tradition.
Maintenance and repair were easy because he had laid a foundation that would not be difficult to use even after a thousand years from the time he first built the capital. Also erecting more buildings.
I’m ignorant of zoning design and architecture, but I know it’s not an easy task.
The imperial family, which respects tradition, kept this section neatly even when the emperor changed, as if the same person was always in command. But no one would have known that he was a fucking real bastard.
In any case, it is said that the streets of the capital, which all citizens are proud of, were completed and maintained in this way, from the bottomless criminals to the elder marquis of the Senate.
To value history and tradition and not fall behind the times.
It’s a natural mindset to be proud of spreading leaves with roots.
Even if you put forward a view of history, it is gukppong, and even if you look back at national power, it is gukppong. My mother-in-law died from overwork.
How did my unpleasure work on the citizens who were roaring with such a fucking patriotic meta?
The result was clear at a glance when looking down from the tower.
The Romulus Church was swarming with crowds.
It was the nobles who gathered to hear the last ceremony of the Heavenly Father’s Day and the emperor’s explanation.
“Look. People are like ants.”
“Kreak.”
“ぅ.”
And the last day of the Cheontongjeol.
I was knocking out the hard-working guards combination.
“I’m sorry.”
While strangling him, he was sprayed with sleeping gas and laid down.
In peacetime, these guards would take responsibility and their throats would fly off, but if you look at the events that will happen today, there will be no difference whether they are asleep or awake.
Anyway, thanks to subduing them, we were able to look down at the temple where the emperor would come out from the high ground. Wow, look at the crowd of people. It must be an ant nest.
“I did a magic trick. You won’t notice it from the outside.”
Loki sighed and said.
My wife and I nodded.
I should be able to see it with my clairvoyance, but I have to go somewhere else from now on. That’s why the four-province border guard post of the fainted guards was used as a waiting area for our family.
“There are a lot of people gathered.”
Tyrsi said while looking at the nobles.
It was a spectacular sight to see aristocrats clad in gold threads and treasures gathered and lined up in hundreds without sitting anywhere.
Even though it was a sunny day that stung the eyes, their posture—except for the complaints of some members— reminded me of solemn and devout church members.
The prakch I planted among the dogs… Oh no. After meticulously confirming that the temporary paramedics were there, I looked away while touching the bruenak in bracelet mode.
“I will be back.”
“Be careful.”
After laughing at the rest of the girls, the rushing group gathered together.
Odin’s eyes felt Manaro’s imperceptible power. The power of Lalilura enveloped us. A momentary feeling of floating enveloped my body.
A similar feeling swept over me when I entered Shade’s dream.
Lalilura swam through the dimensional rift as if swimming. Following her guidance, we passed somewhere between the dim clusters of stars and arrived at an amazing space.
An underground space reminiscent of the ruins of Huldfolk, the ancestor of trolls and ogres!
But if that was the place to live, here it was the exact opposite. There was a feeling of sacredness everywhere filled with marble structures that could not be believed to be underground.
A place that seems to make even me, an unreligious person, stand upright.
In a place where it would be much easier to believe that it was a temple in the heavens rather than underground, the three princes were watching us with their eyes wide open in astonishment.
Behind them was also a polished bronze throne.
It was a chair that made the world go crazy, as if it had been expected to be a greenish-blue color.
‘Is that the
I nodded. First impressions don’t matter.
