Hakai no Miko

"What the hell is all this fuss?!"

Romanian Prime Minister Montius raised his voice when he heard the noise in front of the mansion.

He had just heard the seven o'clock bell that could reward the fall of King Dordea, and was ready to climb the castle in a hurry. Montius was annoyed by the noise that prevented him from making his way to the royal castle.

"Your husband. Actually, this guy said it was an emergency."

Montius' frustration, however, was suspiciously replaced by the figure of a young man brought by the mansion's gatekeeper.

Young people's identities are less decorative, but they are fine tailored garments that ordinary people do not want. From where there was no crest indicating his family name, he was like a nobleman's squire. But now that splendid garment is just swamped with dirt and mud, it drips from our foreheads to red blood.

Montius, who felt something unusual had happened, asked the man directly that he would lower the samurai.

"Now is a tough time for His Majesty to have just collapsed. I need to talk to you right away!

Then the young man answers in a rough breath as if he had just been desperately rushing.

"Wow, I am with His Excellency Admiral Darius."

So the young man lay flat on the ground with Gabba on the spot.

"My Lord Chancellor! Thank you for your help! On the way to this mansion, His Excellency the Grand General was attacked by the suspicious!

"Hey, what...!

Montius was prepared for the anomaly, but was stunned by the unexpected that exceeded his readiness.

"How did you do, General Darius?!"

When the young squire took the crate out of his nostalgia, he offered it to Montius.

"His Excellency General Daraios must not be deprived of this alone. Depositing this with me to deliver it to His Excellency the Chancellor at all costs, you yourself were left to be stopped after you broke the enemy's enclosure and let only me escape! His Excellency the Grand General is still fighting the suspicious! Thank you for your help!

Montius decides when a young man prays with his forehead on the ground.

"This is important! - Hurry up and gather your gestures and head to the rescue of His Excellency the Grand General!

When King Dordea falls, the Chancellor decides to climb the castle aside from everything else. But when it comes to raiding the Great General, the main pillar of the nation's martial arts, it cannot be abandoned.

When Montius deposited the crate offered by the young man with his own squire for now, he set the young man up to guide him and take the knights with him to the Daraios rescue.

"Oh, my God..."

Arriving at the site of the raid, Montius leaked so stunned.

In the middle of the street, a giant Darius ship's arms lay on the ground, spreading a dark stain. If we saw the amount of blood spilled and how fine dust could not move in it either, we would not have had to make sure that the lights of life were already extinguished from its flesh.

Montius gets confused as he leads to the body of Darius and sees a young man crying out loud.

King Dordea collapsed and said it had not yet been half a day, but now Dalios, the great general who should also be said to be the muster of the Romanian state, was assassinated by someone.

Montius was nevertheless struck by the collapse of the earth.

"My Lord Chancellor. This is the body of His Excellency the Grand General."

One of the knights, who also had live discernment while Montius was confused, offered something.

"Ko, is this...?!"

Montius leaked his aversion to what was offered.

It is a mountain knife with a unique contradiction.

There can be no other use of such distinctive weapons in this western region than Zoan in the Erdoğa country.

Montius was outraged at the work of the Subhumans.

But soon Montius shook his head small, left and right to regain calm.

It was too much to say that Zoan infiltrated the Romanian nation's central king capital, Romanian, and assassinated the Great General. Besides, it is suspicious that Zoan's sword was left behind. It could be due to the resentment that made Zoan and the Eldorian nation look like they did it, or it could be the work of another country altogether.

No. Simply, it could be an act of demonstration in the Eldor country.

Montius speculates on various possibilities, but only one wave of Zoan's mountain sword that he doesn't even know if it's real in his hands. This alone is too scarce to gain certainty.

But even with that in mind, we cannot ignore the existence of Zoan's mountain sword, which was left as definitive evidence.

Even I think so myself considering the possibility of a conspiracy to put the wet clothes of the assassination of the Grand General on the Eldor State, so I decided that this would definitely be the crime of the Eldor State if it was known to the bloody people, and it wasn't necessarily out of blood.

"Everyone. There's no point in saying anything else about this. If anything leaks outside, whoever it is, punishes everyone here. - All right?

To the knights, who as soon as possible decided this was the work of the Eldorian nation and turned their suspicious eyes to why it was necessary to hide it, Montius could say even more with all due caution.

Then Montius still leads to the remains of Daraios and speaks to the sobbing young man.

"We can't save the Great General, let's be hard. I am also powerless and thoughtless. - But why did the Grand General try to come to my mansion?

That didn't surprise Montius.

They are themselves in the high office of each other in the country: the Grand General and the Prime Minister. When King Dordea was defeated, aside from anything, it was a decision that we had to first ascend the castle and strive for the stability of the country. That's why he said that if we go to the royal castle, we can face each other quickly, but we don't have to bother going out to their mansion like this.

"I'm just a squire. I don't know."

The young man answers, wiping his tears.

"I just gave it to you earlier. You said you had a crate and wanted to discuss it with His Excellency the Chancellor before climbing the castle."

Besides, Montius remembered the existence of a crate given to him by this young man. Soon as I call my own squire, I make him bring me the crate I left behind. And Montius, who cut the seal on the spot and took the lid of the box, peeled his eyes off gnawed.

"Ko, is this...?!"

At the next moment, Montius changed his blood phase and closed the lid of the crate, as if all the calamities in the world had opened a packed box. Montius asks the young man if he can't help but notice how his squire is surprised by that too much reaction.

"Oh, you hear what was in this?

"No. Only that it's an important deposit."

Montius was ho relieved when the young man shook his head to the left and right to answer.

"Oh well...!

On the margin of being born slightly by appeasement, Montius hastily changes his expression after realizing his reaction so far. And I coughed one up to fix the spot.

"No. This is what I was keeping with the Grand General. No way, I'm sorry they lost my life to give this back to me"

Having said that, Montius ordered the knight and his squire to deliver the body of Darius and his knights, together with the young man, to the mansion of Darius, untouched. And once he had returned to his mansion with only a few escorts.

Returning to the mansion, Montius firmly told him to stay away from anyone for a while before pulling into his own study.

Montius, who locked the door tightly and all the windows also lowered the window panels to make the study a secret room, flips further inside the study. Montius opened the box given to him by the young man after peeking under the sleeping table, behind the ceiling, in the shadow of the bookcase, and at the end into a pot the size of which no man could have put in, to make sure that there was no one but himself in the study.

What was in the box was a roll of parchment wrapped up in a purple chamber.

Montius took a nice spit.

Then Montius took out a small hand library from inside when he unlocked the desk drawer. And Montius, stripped of the seal of the hand library with his trembling fingertips, opens the lid of the hand library with such careful gestures as he is handling even explosives in the meantime.

What was in the library was a roll of parchment wrapped up in the exact same purple room that Darius had.

When Montius opens two rolls of parchment side by side, he ascertains the contents.

"... definitely. This is His Majesty's will."

Montius shook his voice and leaked so.

He was King Dordea, who kept following the dream of Western unity and continued to sit on the throne while he was old, but he was still concerned about his own old age.

So he prepared three volumes of suicide note with exactly the same contents in preparation for his own death, each of which he had deposited with General Darios and Chief of Staff Bruce, as well as with Montius, the Chancellor. If there was any such thing as a sudden death, it was insurance that the three of them would publish this as their will and carry out their will.

In that suicide note, the first sentence is written: let Prince Gordia inherit the throne, and all his subjects be faithful to the new king Gordia.

Then the suicide note follows on from some important matters with reference to the treatment of royalties other than Prince Gordia.

Montius' sight caught slightly on the one sentence in which he subordinated Prince Partiz, the second heir to the throne after Prince Gordia in it, to his ministry as Grand Duke.

This true wife of Prince Partiz is the daughter of Montius. In other words, Montius is the stepfather of Prince Partis.

Just as he made Gordia, the bureaucratic temperament, his wife the daughter of the great general Darios, the muscle of the Romanian state, Partis, the warlord temperament, his wife the daughter of the Chancellor Montius, and it was due to the extraction of King Dordea, who tried to balance the literary martial arts.

A pale dream of becoming the king's father-in-law himself, even though I don't think it's possible as long as Goldia, the first heir to the throne, is alive and well. Once again, Montius leaked a discouraged sigh at the content that completely crushed it.

There was a rough knock on the door.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on?! I told you not to come near here for a while!

Raising his voice as he rushed into the drawer of his suicide note, it was the voice of the servant who returned through the door.

"My Lord Chancellor! It's important!

What matters.

Montius threw up in his chest, yes.

The fall of King Dordea was followed by the assassination of General Darius. It can't be any more important.

But to the next word of the samurai, Montius will scream without a voice.

"It is likely that the firehand has risen from the mansion of Master Bruceth's Waiter!

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The next morning, Montius was stunned by the burning marks of the attorney general's mansion, where the fire was finally extinguished.

The mansion, which was not magnificent but well built, has also burned down unbroken, as it represents the character of the warm and sincere Brucess squire chief, and has now come to fruition with a pile of burnt debris. White smoke was still rising from the burnt wood, and the smelly air stood around.

It is unclear what happened to Chief Bruceth, who was the master of the mansion.

Here lately, because of King Dordea's unexpected state of affairs, the Brucess Attorney General accompanied the King day and night with no return of consciousness and stayed in the bedroom next door to nurse his period. But after fulfilling his duties, he said he wanted to get himself ready before the grand general and the prime minister came to the castle, and once he was down to the mansion, the fireman went up.

And from the neighborhood where there was a study of the burned mansion, one burnt body of a well-dressed man had been found.

Perhaps that is the chief of the Blue Seth squire.

Montius looked up into the sky with a dark face.

Following King Dordea and General Daraios, it is now a burning death caused by a fire that is neither martyred nor accidental to Chief Bruce's squire. I cannot help but mourn whether the Romanian country has been cursed by accident.

But I can't just moan forever.

But even where the royal palace was softened by the fall of King Dordea, the chief of the Bruce squire, who had partitioned those who worked in the royal palace, died. The samurai and the women don't know what to do, and the chief minister and the chief minister have sent an arrow urging Montius to come up to the royal palace promptly to put an end to the situation.

But you can't climb the castle with clothes stained with the smell of the fire.

Montius thought so, once he returned to his mansion.

Montius's mind was also much calmer as he wiped his hands and face with a wet cloth prepared by the samurai and prepared to climb the castle through his sleeves on the Chancellor's clothes.

It is now a time of unprecedented crisis for the Romanian State.

In order to overcome this, we must hurry to meet His Highness Gordia and tell him of the fate of His late Majesty. And Prince Gordia will soon reign, and we will gather the princes in the name of the new king, and we will reassure the country as soon as possible.

That's what Montius thought. When he grabbed the library with the will, he tried to leave the study to climb the castle.

But Montius' leg stops in front of the door.

Montius looked down at the hand library in his hand as he felt a slight sweat creeping down his palm.

If this will of King Dordea is made public, Prince Gordea will naturally be the next king of the Romanian nation. And his stepson, Prince Partis of the Second Prince, will have to descend to his ministry.

But since the uproar of eviction in the city of Gatzen earlier, Prince Gordia's reputation has been so poor. Prince Partis is now the dominant force in the Romanian court, and even the voice of Prince Partis as king is heard.

Come there, the impact of the death of General Daraios, who was Prince Gordia's hindsight here, is enormous. Many of them supported Prince Gordia because of the hindsight of General Daraios, who was glorified as a god of war and envied him until he was a soldier at the end. By the death of Daraios, a few of those will be separated from Prince Gordia's support.

In that case, it is no dream that Prince Partis will become King of this Romanian country, in the name of Prince Gordia!

Montius' eyes, holding each of the two volumes of suicide note removed from the library of hands and staring at it, stain a crazy color.

At this time, a demon whispered in Montius' heart.

"If not for this..."

Montius' eyes turn to the fireplace on the wall of the study.

In the fireplace, the fire was burning red. Montius, invited by that fire, stood in front of the fireplace half relieved as if he were a sailor fascinated by the demonic singing that he was going out to sea.

Montius did not move as he had solidified for a while, shaking his whole body like a dust, either because of his fear of the great sin he would commit from now on or because of his excitement for the glory that he would have in his hands for the future.

"Oh, no!

Along with sounds that inspired him, Montius finally threw two volumes of suicide note into the fireplace fire.

It was parchment that often resisted the fireplace fire, but I wondered if it had burned slightly black, and then the whole thing burned up all at once. Before Montius stared, the two volumes of suicide note instantly turned into black charcoal.

Montius smashes the charcoal, which was a suicide note, into bits with a burning stick. Further mixing it with the ashes of the fireplace, he instructed the servant to bury all the ashes of the fireplace in the backyard.

And he himself ascended to the royal palace to flee the scene.

But Montius didn't know at this time.

That a servant who had ordered himself to fill the ashes had found several metal needles out of the ashes while spreading his eyes in the backyard.

that the needle was something that had been snuck into a suicide note owned by Darius.

That the servant buried one burnt purple chamber in the earth with ashes.

And the servant also walked away, and in the backyard of the Mansion of Montius, where no one was left, one little snake crawled out of the bush. And the serpent moved his tongue, as if to mock a foolish man.