Herscherik

"…… the country is not easy to change.

Barbasse said in a whisper, stepping on the documents dumped at his feet.

"This country is rotten. Even if I didn't do anything, this country was just going to rot. This country won't change when I'm gone......"

Barbasse's voice gradually becomes rough, as if proportional to his emotions.

Corruption within the kingdom had begun before Barbasse became head of the Marquis family and before he went up to the castle. The nobles walked wide in the castle with our faces and used the country as food.

Barbasse says that nobles, high-ranking officials and officials who have been smoking sweet juice will never forget its flavour. Instead, he may lose his head called Barbasse and lose his teeth. Then this country will just become even more corrupt and sinking.

"I know.

Hershelik agrees with Barbasse's words. Then, when I headed to the desk at the window and took the document that remained spread over it, I threw it at Barbasse's feet, just like the document in the earlier secret book.

"That's why I collected it. Martial officers to nobles, high officials and officials… give evidence of the wrongdoers who worked in this country.

Hershelik's voice contained unlimited emotions, a chilled voice.

When Barbasse turned her gaze to the documents, there was all kinds of evidence of fraud there.

False tax revenues, fictitious spending in consignment with merchants, embezzled supplies and armaments… the documents, secrets and investigation reports evidencing them were spread on the floor.

"I've been collecting them.

(I've been able to read letters and do internal audits for three years now...)

The day I came and the day I came, I continued without giving up, even though I was frustrated by my helplessness.

Even if you have been rehabilitating a general with Crowe and Oran for a year now, it is only a fraction of the pole.

Evidence gathering and rehabilitating were conditions of water on the burning stone, such as Hershelik's individual actions. Still, Hershelik did not give up and continued his activities in the tunnel.

It's all for this day.

"No one, I won't miss.

I'll do it all over the place. That's why I've been piling it up.

Hershelik asks Barbasse, who is silent.

"Hey, you know what?

Hershelik spins his words as if talking to a toddler.

"In one village, my grandfather starved to death in the winter. Pay high taxes, run out of money, and cut off your own meal to feed your son and his wife and grandson.

Why didn't you come and help me sooner, that day when, yes, I was stuffed from a couple and kids.

"In Flower Street, your daughter broke up with her fiancée to work in Flower Street to provide for her family.

The day I lost my word to her smiling sadly.

"The young brother who was stealing at night was crying that he couldn't afford his sister's medicine and had to take it away. He said he killed someone to help his sister. After all, your sister died.

Yes, the day I took care of him for regretting my deeds and dying.

Hershelik helped a lot of people within his reach. At the same time, some people couldn't get help in time. I can still remember their faces vividly stained with grief.

"Even in this battle, hundreds of soldiers died in the first ambush.

He was away from the army at night to invite his enemies. Even if it's a large number of people, if it's just you and the leaders, you can run away. The aim of the empire is myself, the prince. Then the ambush might also be interrupted if the prince were not present, and he might not have reached out to the wary army. In that case, the army may have suffered less damage.

But Hershelik's wish did not come true, and of all the predictions he had assumed, it became the worst reality.

"A person who didn't have to cry cried, and a person who didn't have to die died.

"…… the royalty who did not stop me is also guilty of the same crime. The king is guilty of the same crime."

Barbasse screams as if to shake off Hershelik's word of acquittal.

"The same crime?

But Hershelik throws a mixed voice at him like that.

"My father didn't run away from his responsibilities. Understood and still remained on the throne to protect us. You used your father's personality like that. To sacrifice himself to help when the revolt breaks out. Killing the princes, killing their younger sisters, threatening their fathers… I will not admit that you are a sin of the same weight, my father, who does not escape sin, who suffers and endures, and you who devour his own interests."

Hershelik absurds his voice. It was Soldier staring at him with such a sinister face.

"Hershelik......"

Soluyeh calls the name of the exasperating Hershelik.

The last son to be angry as if he were his own. Hershelik takes precedence over others over himself. He is so sensitive and gentle that he can even feel the pain of others like himself.

Though Soldier could soon have the urge to rush over and hug him, his body, which had been in the hospital bed for a long time even though he had taken neutralizing drugs, was finally supported by Luke.

Hershelik takes a deep breath to calm himself down. And I opened my mouth again.

"But you are right, your subordinate sins are royal sins. I am not willing to escape sin.

Hershelik thinks that even if it was not a sin committed by itself, it should be so with the royal family. My brothers will agree to that. I saw Marx and William nodding at the edge of their sight.

"So in order for the country to change, you should be judged first.

Hershelik declares so, and Barbasse takes the word for it without answering anything.

And Hershelik offers his hand.

"Pierce gives it back...... that's the thing she left me, it's important.

The only thing she has left that she can feel connected to.

When Barbasse walks over to Hershelik on the steps of a turtle, he drops a piercing on the offered palm.

The moment that piercing was about to touch Hershelik's hand, he was grabbed by Barbasse and drawn to him. At the same time Pierce rolls down the floor, Hershelik is restrained in such a way that he is held from behind by Barbasse.

"Freeze."

Barbasse wraps his arms around Hershelik's thin neck at the same time as he screams. Oran, with his hands on the clo and sword pattern he tried to move, stopped the movement perfectly on the words.

"If you come near me, I will kill the prince.

When Barbasse can put his strength into his arms, Hershelik can't breathe and gives him a distressed look. With more force, it was predictable that Hershelik's neck would be easily snapped. As a result, no one could breathe and move to help Hershelik.

"Make way. If you come after me, there will be no life for the prince.

To Barbasse's words, Hershelik's bellies and his family had no choice but to pave the way.

After Barbasse leaves to drag Hershelik, the faces left in the room remain silent. The first person to open his mouth was Oran.

"... you know, black dog.

Cro nodded grudgingly at Oran's words, quickly leaving the room without a sound.

"Hershelik......"

Soldier with a blue face whines, supported by Luke.

"Father, let's leave this place to the heads of Hershey. Father was poisoned for a long time, so please lie down. Will, don't push yourself either.

Marx tells his father, as well as William with a blue face. Marx like that has a pale complexion himself. Still, I couldn't do it to see how it ended. Exactly. The magical triplets and Utel couldn't move though.

"But..."

"It's okay...... it will be, Octa.

Marx assures his anxious father and turns his gaze to Hershelik's knight.

"Yeah. It's all on Hershey's palm.

Oran nodded and showed it.

The man was watching the hit from behind the military building. Previously, the hair that had been taken care of was messed up, and now the fine clothes are all torn apart and have no marks.

His name is Theodore Seguin. He was a general in the battle ahead, but when he was ambushed by the Imperial Army, he was put in a cell for the crime of trying to sell the surviving prince to an enemy country after fleeing into the fort with us.

But luckily the gatekeeper for the day was his ex-boyfriend. And the man knew he was going to move with gold, and Theodore broke out on the condition that he would give him the money. Now he was deceiving his hidden surrounding eyes in the shadow of the building while he was calculating his escape outside.

"What, what did you do wrong..."

Theodore whimpers, struck by despair.

The minister was right, it was supposed to just give the prince to the empire.

But in fact, he fell from general to sinner.

(Thought I could kick that guy off......!

What comes to mind in my brain is that general who has become a lowly mercenary habit. That man, liked by the fiery general and showing his head, is called 'the undefeated general' and so on. An insincere man who smokes and stretches if he doesn't fight. Unlike myself, who graduated from the college to outstanding grades, who is charmed by the nobles and who manages to become a general but has a lot of lumps, that man is blessed by his boss and admired by both his men and the people.

If it's true, all this blame was supposed to go to that man. Yes, the minister said, but where did the plan go crazy?

'Admit it. Barbasse said he dumped you and pawned you.

The words said by the prince in the fort come back to life.

"It's all about the man……… the prince…………………………………………"

He hears footsteps, and Theodore gives in to try to get past them. I heard the soldiers rushing into the building.

"Hey, the minister said he grabbed His Highness Hershelik..."

"No way, the minister………"

Theodore woke up to make sure the soldiers disappeared into the building.

"I haven't run out of fate yet..."

There was no despair in Theodore's eyes, seen by his former men who picked him up, and the color of madness dwelt on him.