Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

Twenty-first Emperor Arksbaona - Lioncel Arvilla Ga-Arksbaona reversed his father's predecessor and took the throne.

At that time, he killed all twenty-four brothers, including his abdominal differences, and executed his kinsmen and relatives.

Giving any merciless death to those who stand in their way, the exchange gathered fear from many humans, and no rebel forces were left behind by a private visitor force that was uniquely pawned.

On the other hand, he greatly rewarded those who helped him.

If I tell you, this is what happens.

Love to your people, death to your enemies.

Neither is the simple distinction so far.

If you defy them, they will kill you, but if you show Kyoujun, you will not be blamed for one or two failures.

Skilled manipulation gradually guides and narrows the thinking of those in Arxbaona.

If you obey, you'll be happy, so it's weirder not to.

The one who defies you is bad, he said.

Everything was just as he sees it.

With just one exception, such as not doing well in my life so far, it doesn't exist.

Emperor Lioncel's courage is immense.

Regardless, not all imperial citizens will be comfortable with him.

It's impossible for a god to do that.

But I have God's blood.

It is inevitable that we will achieve results equal to God.

And such an enemy under the eyes of Lioncel was - Daltra.

The king of his kingdom is also a genealogy of God.

"I have responded to your summons, Your Grace."

In the palace of Phalorigine in the Imperial capital Kryptophobia, there are four buildings for the emperor to welcome people.

Within, the three are used during politics and rituals and are built in the courtyard section.

Lyon Cell is now the last one.

It was the only glimpse placed in the court section used to live a private life.

Only a handful of people to whom he places particular faith are invited there.

It also means that the interior is slightly calm compared to the palace of the table.

A long step follows from his feet sitting on the throne, with one man on one knee at the end of it.

Lie on your left knee and stand on your right knee. Wrap your right fist with your open left hand and do it in front of your chest. And bow your head.

This is what Kyoshu said in Arksbaona.

According to huge data gathered from visitors, there are similar bows (jigs) in different countries called arches.

If it is the God of Arclair who created the other world, no wonder.

"Raise your face, Glare"

The young man, called Glare, turns up in response to Lioncel's words.

Silver gray eyes with long black hair. A hegemony that also shivers the untrained flesh and fierce warriors.

The brunette's sturdy name was Glare Griffen.

He is dressed in a black military uniform from Arksbaona.

It is no exaggeration to say that the young man in Lioncel's right arm - was a 'hero of darkness'.

"Do, it's Glare. How long are you going to keep me waiting? I won't tell you I forgot what I said about giving Daltra to my hands."

Even under the pressure of Lioncell, the youth do not make it slight.

Young people are calm as long as they can't be thrown into the sea of fire and disturbed to suffer the blame of hell.

"In awe, Your Majesty. If they're a nation called the Heroic Nation, they want to make a big deal out of it, but they want Arksbaona to prosper for a thousand years."

"You can count on it. Nor do I doubt the power of the Lord. But Daltra must be dropped early. Before our hegemony, the blood of a false god is the only factor that can be an obstacle."

Glare immediately drew on Lioncel's intentions and nodded.

[]/(exp, adj-na) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk)

"Allow the Hero Brigade to convene and operate. It's a month. Let Daltra be Arksbaona territory in January. This is a"

"If that is the will of His Majesty the Emperor."

Glare bowed his head again, then stood up and left the spot behind.

Alone on the throne, Lioncel is left behind.

He looked up to the high ceiling.

".................. Ligal. How stupid are you?"

It's about when Lioncel is still called a boy.

Later Rigal, a man known as the 'Hero of the Thunder', was in Arksbaona.

He taught Lioncell all sorts of things.

Lioncel was interested and greedy in the other world.

At that stage, Ligal denied Lioncell.

You have to be right. He said we should stop.

There's no way I can forgive you for stimulating cravings and inhibiting their acquisition.

Lioncel turned the assassin over to Ligal then.

Instead, it failed.

I could have sent someone stronger than Ligal, but I didn't.

I should have killed you, but I couldn't.

It gave me an interest in the wider world, because I was a friend.

Whether you're friends or not, I won't forgive you if you betray me. I'm not lost in killing.

That's the kind of person Rioncell is today.

Twenty-six years ago, only once, Lioncel committed a failure.

He became a hero to Daltra, whether he was able to escape or not, and chose a path hostile to Arksbaona.

When I heard the news of that Ligal's death, Lioncel laughed ridiculously.

He served Daltra and was killed by Daltra.

I wouldn't do that myself.

My people don't betray me. Unless you betray me from your people.

A nation that disposes of heroes for peace and a nation that tramples others for desire.

I'm not willing to argue which is justice or anything, but I can assure you that Ligal's choice was a mistake.

"Stupid rigal...... If you follow me, give me the future I want."

Lioncel distorted his lips like a mockery and accidentally erased his expression.

"I don't think I'm qualified for that, but at least I am.

Rigal, a former friend.

I will destroy the nation that killed you. "

I was going to put everything in my hands more than I did before.

There will be no problems on the road where we have carried out a mixed invasion of personal grievances.

Assuming there was a problem.

Who the hell is to blame for that of Emperor Arksbaona equal to God?