There were two men at the base of the Kirbell family, who now partitioned behind the Harvard.
One was the leader of the Kirbell family (Don). He turned to the other in his room.
The man there looked terrible. Is it caused by repeated stresses? Most of the hair falls out when the eyes are depressed and looks older than 20 years of age.
No one will know that this man is the beacon, even if he were brought into contact with someone who knew him ten years ago. It was going to be so much fun.
"What... why... I shouldn't be like this..."
She has bumps and bumps on her exhausted face. The content of the groan was even to say to the past, "Why? The spiritual equilibrium has broken down since the fall of the emperor, but the instability since the girl who was the emperor escaped is remarkable.
"Don't worry. They found the kids who ran away."
I didn't hear anything when I threw a voice.
I could see that the beacon was mentally out of order. I know that, and I dare leave it.
Either way, we need a beacon. There is no changing the ability of the ball sound to not work. It was absolutely necessary until the young emperor was brainwashed, and it was convenient for the chief that he was weak.
The beacon is no longer in the Kirbell family.
The leader panicked when he heard that the owner of the balls had escaped, but he received reports from his subordinate, Volcano, that he was a genuine runaway child, not a traitor.
Then there is no rush. Years later, I was convinced that if I could save my strength and keep the Emperor at my disposal, I could even take the country.
In contrast to the beacon, the sound of knocking on the door was heard as he waited gently.
"I'm going in."
"Oh, come in, Volcano. Well done!
There were two girls on the side of Volcano.
Definitely the two who escaped. The leader greets Volcano with delight. The beacon also exhaled relief at this time.
Volcano told the two of them coldly.
"I'm sorry, but please die."
Speaking too abruptly, the chief revealed his confusion before his anger. A black-haired girl next to her takes a branch out of her sleeve sooner than she understands what she was saying and turns into emotion.
"" King Yu Yu Yunhua "
The moment I sing, the flowers bloom in the girl's branch. As pale as snow, the colorless boundaries unfolded in all directions filled the space, overwhelming the interior of the building, not just the room, but even the surrounding area.
Only Volcano and the two girls can move freely within the boundaries developed by the black-haired girl. The leader has been captured so he can bury his whole body. On the contrary, his whole body was blooming with flowers similar to those of a black-haired girl.
You can't resist it, nor can you twitch from neck down. The leader turned a blind eye to the unusual restraint.
"Volcano!? Damn, you betrayed me!
"It's too much, Oyaji. We went too far."
That was the answer.
I have seen the country rot and collapse. Actively involved in the diaspora.
After all, this is the reward for continuing to profit from violence.
A suspicious young girl with dark hair who may still be ten looks silently at the interaction between the two.
Volcano was blamed by the man who picked himself up and used him heavily.
"Stupid! Anyway, it wasn't up to anyone to do it. That's what this is about! I did it. That's all I'm talking about!
Even after being pushed into a stage, Don of the Kirbell family spreads his anger.
"As long as there are people who want it, it's done! People with money and power don't give up! It's business to give it to! If I don't do it, someone will replace me. Isn't that right? In fact, someone was doing it before I did. Or what?
Behind the gaze were two young girls.
Are you guys gonna do this?
I won't let you do it.
Volcano, I assure you.
That's all I can say. That's why I stay.
"I won't let you do it. That's why I teamed up with those two."
"Don't tell me you haven't been a kid forever."
The chief's grunt was not a threat.
"I can't. I can't do it! No, Volcano. Even if I did, so what!?
A man who has been behind the scenes for many years yells out that he doesn't understand.
What he is saying shows an indisputable end of the truth.
"What's the difference between being a beacon and being there!?
"That's not true."
The answer was a fig.
"From now on, we will decide and obey. Conveniently, there is a story in this country that says," Needs to be stricter than the Knights. "Let's familiarize ourselves with animals like you, who are not even needed in the country in the first place, and show them to you."
"Kids...! You think you can do that!
"This is strange. In addition, the" emperor "in the Western Harbour is like a nation alongside the" emperor ", the ancestor of the Eastern Qinghua. If you remove the impurities that obstruct onee-sama's will and voice, there will be fewer things you can't do... like you, trash that can only be violent...!
The fig that lifted the Kirbell family dong at the border remained expressionless, but her teeth were irritated with anger.
"By the way, it's not a flower, it's an egg that's blooming all over you."
"What about it?"
The face of the dazed leader turns pale.
A small snowy flower that grows all over his body. It's called a Nanica egg.
Looking at the bloodthirsty leader, for the first time, the fig smiled as he put his sleeve against his mouth.
"It is a magic that has only slightly distorted the ecology and legacy of Yuzu Hua. What happens to hosts when planted eggs hatch... well, for now, enjoy growing from larvae to adults with your flesh and blood."
"Wait, wait, wait...! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! I'll do whatever you want! So be on my side! Better pull me in than Volcano!
"Oh, were you worried about your life? It's okay. No, I'm not going to kill you."
"I see...."
Yeah, that's right.
The leader was apparently relieved. At the same time, there is light in the eyes that despises the sweetness of figs.
Whether it hurts a little or not, if it's alive, there's a chance for retribution and revenge. After all, if you don't kill people, you're still laughing at the chief inside, and you're still a young figurine.
"It is a precious donation that will become an insect seedbed for the rest of your life."
Now the leader is utterly silent.
A begging beggar who abandoned his pride like a weir starts, but the fig who listened to everything turns quietly to her sister.
Well then, sister. I'll take this one. I use this to show off to the scum in each city. Rest assured, sister, please make your voice heard. This place is closed by the boundaries you spread out. There's no sign of the Virgin. "
"... yeah"
The figurine who dragged the leader left with Volcano.
She and the other one are left. I'm the beacon. He didn't seem to keep up with the sudden change.
But listen to the girl and calm down. For the Messenger, the voice of the girl was his home.
"Hee, Your Majesty....."
The messenger smiled.
He doesn't have the strength to beat figs and volcanoes, even if the sound doesn't work. There was no alternative to rounding up the girl in front of me at a time when it was impossible to escape by being caught in the border. I try to incorporate it with a single hope.
"Chi, it's different... yes, it's different! Your Majesty is mistaken! I am neither incompetent nor traitorous, let alone unfaithful! Yeah, yeah, none of that. Because!"
The impoverishment of the empire, the escape of the bearer of the sound, and the plight of the moment. Explain your excuses for all of them.
"Without contingencies, everything would have been fine!
From the heart, he said.
"If only people could move as planned! The Harvard Empire has undoubtedly become the greatest country in history! Your name was supposed to shine brightly in history! No, it's not too late! Your Majesty, please give me another chance!
Without famine, without saints, without brave men. I would argue that everything worked out as long as it wasn't unexpected for me. I scream with sincerity that I will succeed if I have another chance.
"... Messenger"
The girl who listened to all the explanations, chewed the meaning of words with her head, and understood what he would not say asks only one question.
"... what do you think the Empire is?
Heh?
I feel so gloomy about the unexpected inquiry.
What is the Empire?
In response to the emperor's question, the Prophet immediately returns to me with a flattering answer.
"Well, the Empire is about you!
"... oh, that's right. The Empire is about me."
The girl affirmed the commander's words.
He's right. The Empire is about her. In the Harvard Empire, the empire was synonymous with the emperor.
Remove the collar and change the color of the hair to the highest purple.
"Now, for the first time, I understand. It's not like you can't make a sound."
As young as you are, you can make a magnificent husky voice.
An emperor is an emperor. Knowing the truth, the girl clearly understood that the preacher did not understand anything about balls.
"You're just not listening to my sounds."
The difference gave rise to the severance. To this point, she opens her mouth to the Prophet who realized that she was completely out of her hands.
The Emperor's original text, which cannot escape with his ears closed.
With her young lips open, she sings for the first time in her life as a royal professor.
"'Empire, be Eternal (Euclonia)'"
The color changed in one voice.
The scenery shifted. The sound was off. The air is cut off, the fragrance is cut off, and the feeling of the ground standing with two feet changes to something different.
The emperor's balls painted everything in the world.
"This is...."
The beacon looks around.
It's not the same place I was on the brink. At the same time, it was a memorable place for him.
This is the royal palace.
The current location is the hallway between the thrones of the Harvard Palace.
Definitely. It's a place I've been serving for years. Most of the schedules were in my head.
Are you hallucinating or something? While confused, it was time to step one step towards the door leading to the nostalgic throne room, and let it suck you away.
"Empire, be eternal."
A whispering whisper voice sounded from behind.
Hearing an unforgettable voice, the conductor froze his spine.
Impossible. A voice you will never hear again, but it is impossible to forget. Hold your breath and perhaps look back.
There was a mysteriously beautiful woman with beautiful purple hair in front of her eyes.
"Well, from your confusion, you didn't even know what the Imperial Rule meant, fool."
It was the emperor he was supposed to kill who sounded the tone of the bell.
Huyula Shiart IV.
His throat was pierced with a dagger, and his body was disposed of in an unknown place. She, who should have no room for life or dust, passed by the consolidated Messenger and opened the door between the thrones.
Between the spacious and majestic thrones were lined with red carpets laid in the middle.
Warriors such as the Lord of the Alto family raise their swords, and the civilians solemnly stand back to welcome their masters. The messenger finally stood up without realism in the sight of the faithful who served seventeenth-generation Four Huyurassic Art and lost their lives in the course of the revolution.
"Nah...."
"Why not? You know that. The people of the imperial kingdom are invited to the kingdom of the everlasting world after death." Be Eternal, Emperor, "is a sentence of loyalty that will not die but become a people of the Empire."
The emperor and the people of Emperor Harvary will build and glorify the everlasting world even after their death.
The ideals of imperialists in this world are often laughed at with obscurantism and nose by strangers - an indisputable fact.
This is a space beyond death. A world that is in the depths of being freed from the bonds of the material world. An everlasting country where all the emperors and subordinates of the past come together.
In the mysterious realm beyond the world, the innate secret - the essence of "divine power".
Harvary, the eternal empire.
A collection of the innate secrets of the royal priest, who admitted that even Jesus Ann, who had become muddy from the scriptures, would never be rival without the Holy Sword. Four thousand miles to the end of heaven and earth, this is the Harvary Empire.
"The grace of Tamanon is the divine right of all generations to build a nation in the mysterious realm. You said that, didn't you? The emperor is the emperor. The will of the empire means the will of the people who have served the empire until death. That is why our emperor originally performed the ritual of succession to the throne after becoming a royalty professor here. After all, the emperor is only a vessel."
The seventeenth emperor proceeded to the throne, looking desperately for a hallucination exit in the sight of the dead. I don't see any sentiments in my subordinates who killed me.
Much more important than that.
There was a girl sitting on the throne above the red carpet.
She removes the crown from her head.
"My daughter. I apologize for pushing you into my malaise. Hit me with as much grudge as you can at once."
"... yeah"
The girl in front of her mother shook her head quietly after staring at her eyes.
The owner of purple hair, born as emperor as possible, has his own country in the mysterious realm.
The Herbarian Empire exists only in the number of emperors of past generations. It is only for a moment that empires of different ages overlap.
Only when you accept the reason of the royal minister and give it to him.
"... you're not bad."
"... is that so?"
Huyurassiart IV gently closed his eyes.
Parent-child conversations are heartless interactions. But there's nothing I can do about it.
A more definite country than this world, the history of the piled imperial empire, is the very concept of the imperial empire within them. It is the "Tama Sound" that holds the voice of the subordinate people who made the Empire and maintained it until its death and makes it a secret.
The emperor's bloodline does not condone the affection of parents and children.
She wears the crown in her hand with a gentle hand on her daughter's head.
"Come on, my daughter. The seventeenth emperor, Huyulassiart Harvary IV. The last emperor with the same name and age as me."
The woman, the seventeenth emperor, ends her conversation with the girl, the eighteenth emperor, in a single moment.
"What are you gonna do about this country?
The girl who received the crown from her mother stood up from the throne.
I don't want a throne.
The throne was crushed according to the word.
"I don't need your clothes."
The shitty clothes she wore were shattered and turned into a crude piercing jacket. The crown left behind is ridiculously disproportionate and disguised.
"There is no need for subordinates, knights, and samurai to serve me."
A warrior, an armored knight with a sword, vanishes.
"Abandon palaces, castles, towns, all land construction."
The palaces that were built disappear, and any buildings that were spread out out out of sight disappear.
"My family, just my sister."
The Emperor, the only remaining mother, also disappears with a lonely smile.
Look at that.
After everything disappeared, only one girl, the emperor, and a man who was a messenger stood.
"This is me and your country."
This was her country. After nine years of ruling over the Harvard Empire, this was all she could have.
"There is no land, there is nothing, there is' me 'and one subordinate."
In this different world, a girl's wishes come true without a word. The truth is what you think it is.
That is why she revealed the mirror of the world with a ball of sound.
"Wow, I... I am!
The beacon raised his face.
Around them, only the mythical wilderness spreads. No people, no royal castle, no town, no village, no treasure.
Something broke out in the sight that spread as a result of him.
"... ahh"
I shed tears. I fell off my knees and cried at the reality that had been poked at me.
"Ah, ahhhhhhhhhhh"
The beacon has lost its humanity.
Don't hesitate to bleed from your forehead, hit your head on the ground, and keep shouting meaninglessly.
"Messenger. You are the only one of my kind. Therefore, I will punish you."
I pronounce myself indifferently on him who is out of his mind.
A rope appearing from space is hung around the commander's neck at the same time as he declares to be punished. Gradually, you can slowly lift it up to the girl's will.
"Happy, all your deeds belong to me. Because of my subordination, you will only be punished from me."
As long as she was the emperor, she would bear all the blame for her presence. Neither childhood nor ignorance nor helplessness is any consolation.
Whether in the record of history or in the memory of a depressed person, only the honorable Eternal Nation affirms her existence. Absolutely affirm her presence, even in a country where there is nothing.
She was undoubtedly king.
"The foolishness of 'I' starved people. It was always the word 'I' that killed people. It was the laziness of 'I' who wanted to paint mud on my mother's reign. A million resentments filled with this world will remain with me."
So killing the man in front of you is a grudge that killed the girl and her sister, the boy who was her two brothers.
And her sister is not a people of this country.
"... so I'm the only one in this country who won't forgive you."
There was no justification for this, it was just a lynching by a girl.