At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"Father. It's time to make a decision."

"Annoying! Shut up!

"... Phew, just say it"

Grabbing his thumbnail, he looks at his father's temper at the soldier's report with boredom.

How long is this incompetence going to be willing? It's no longer here, and there's no hand I can strike at my father. If you don't want to die, you won't have a choice.

"Something, some kind of hand! Something!!

My father, who shouts with momentum that he may no longer scratch his thumb. That's unusual.

Only enough to count, such as the obedient general, and the man who could use his head was already attached to the other side. Completely packed.

What is the appearance of a king this once ruled the country. When incompetence stands on top, it won't be a busy thing. It is not humiliating to be drawing this incompetent blood.

"Your Highness."

I hear myself from behind when I'm getting tired of seeing my father's incompetence. My own direct reports.

"How's it going?"

"The Queen is safe."

"Well, I hope so"

Was my mother evacuated safely? One concern material disappeared. Now you can abandon this country without worrying.

No, my mother loves my father. Is that the only source of concern? If my father dies, my mother will have a wound in her heart.

If you are, you must give your father a choice. For the sake of my father himself.

"Excuse me!

An unusable general and a soldier jump into the conference room where his father roars. Probably a breakthrough report. Still better stick.

"The gates of the city have been breached! I'm comin 'in!

"Don't be ridiculous! I guess the castle gate is closed!

"So, but no more"

"You fight! Until that life is over, fight! And win!!

"To, Your Majesty"

It is our own people who fight. I'm saying rebels, etc., but there are also a large number of former government forces. For the soldiers, it would be tantamount to fighting a colleague.

Above all, the competent generals are all over the house. Naturally. I don't think I'll ever go with this fool king.

"Go! Don't think I can pull it off now!!

"... Ha"

The soldier leaves the room without concealing any disapproval. I doubt we'll fight like that.

If they are bad, it is possible that all the soldiers of the castle will not resist.

After a while, I find out the right idea for the sight I see through the window.

"Father. This is the last time."

My father, who could not understand my words as he looked at the window, came all the way to my side and looked out.

"Hey, why not! Why are soldiers opening their own gates!!

"That's the answer to you."

"Ku... gu...!!

My father, who holds hands, eats up his teeth, and sows remorse, so much so that I wonder if there will be blood.

"Well, Father, really, it's the last time"

"Don't be ridiculous! You could still do something about this situation!

"Yeah, of course. So that's why I'm pressing you to make a choice. I do not obey you. So, Father, what's your choice?

If I can kill people with anger, I stare at me with a figure that I think would already be dead.

The lower level of the castle is noisy. Rebels will be jumping in here soon.

"Oh, with you, I'm just sorry I'm not like this!

"Perhaps so. Perhaps not."

Answer my father's cry. Anyway, if you want to destroy it, you can afford to just run away.

He's here now, too...

Take a quick look at the men who came to report and turn your gaze back to your father.

"Well, do what you want. Let's just say I don't care if you die or not."

"What did you say to my real father?"

At that moment the door opens. Now, of course, the rebel soldiers.

The guy in the fight looks familiar. The man who took the most initiative and betrayed him. I can rate him as the brilliant man I saw earlier.

"Your Majesty, it's been a while."

"You! You made a good face! You back-cutter!!

"In that way, you don't seem willing to surrender, Your Grace."

My father, who slowly tries to walk away to the man who walks to his father, backwards. I no longer enjoyed victory or defeat. It is lamentable that there is not even a metric to accept that.

"Berwy! Do it! Kill him!"

My father, who shouts at me. At that moment, the generals on the other side will also be on their feet.

"As I said earlier. I will not obey you."

I turn my cold eyes to my father, and I speak of rejection. How many times does this man have to tell you to understand?

"Guuuuuuuuuu!!

My father, who hates me and the rebels. Even the few remaining generals here will no longer resist.

"Apparently His Highness thinks this flow is good."

It's not like that. Simply, I just don't like following your father.

There's nothing wrong with fighting you. If you have to fight, just fight.

"... come on."

My father leans and weakens as he gave up.

"Capture Your Majesty. Be polite."

The enemy general confirms that his father has given up and gives instructions to his men.

But their decision was too early to be completely sure of the win.

Because I'm still here.

"... Berwynek. I'll give it to you."

Without strength, my father groans. The meaning of the word is only known to you, Father.

But that was enough. And if that word is spoken, it is decided what will happen next.

"What?"

What I heard was the dumb voice of a rebel general. Voices emanating from the torso no longer connected to the lower body.

"I hereby declare! Belwinek Suida Franjura will be king of this country under the proclamation of the former King Suida!

Put up your sword, poke it at the rebels, and proclaim with a high voice.

"It's an elephant! Don't think you can stop my way!!

Before they figure out what's going on, they cut off and kick all the soldiers that are slipping into the room with their men.

Keep going out in the hallway with the body and run outside cutting off the rebels in line.

To the outside of the castle, create death and go outside.

There's a line of people out there showing their willingness to clear up the grudges that killed their people and the grudges that came from oppression.

"My name is Berwynek! He's now King Sweda! If you surrender, fine! Or I'll cut everything off!

I ravage, scream, and die the swordless.

Brittle. Where there was such an elephant, I don't feel like stopping.

"Be, it's Prince Berwinek! Stop it! Somebody stop that monster!!

When I saw the voice, there was a general who had betrayed me since quite recently. I guess you didn't think I'd get busted coming here.

That man knew I was unwilling to obey his father.

I'll do everything I can to get him.

"Isn't it been a long time? Goodbye, then."

Truncate and run straight through to the center of the enemy army. The aim is the general's neck.

Cut off all the backcutters and the core of the rebels like this.

So, at the edge of his sight, he sees something fall from the sky, and he cringes.

"It's dangerous."

That one was a little dangerous. When I saw what came down, it was ice. Has the sorcerer come forward?

If I could move forward a little later, it would have been easier, wouldn't it?

Multiple magicians chant their chants by a time difference, sending various sorceries down on me without getting my hair in between.

I try to move forward a little bit, but I can't move on. Multiple magicians on a boulder. They're tough.

"Well, it doesn't matter anymore."

The magician at the end blows up with the explosion. Mages who fail to understand their neighbors who have become flesh pieces and whose reactions have been delayed become friendly and ground beef.

The magician who stayed at that stage sees that he has been attacked by sorcery from the other side, but by then I'm already close.

No longer can chant in time, turning everything into an unspeakable corpse.

"Your Highness, you're safe."

"Your Majesty."

"It was, Your Majesty. Sorry, I'm a little late."

"No, thank God. So, what do you say?"

I thank my men for breaking the situation of impoverishment and ask for results.

"Everything, it's over"

The answer is terribly simple. Yes, it's all over. A man of this monstrous strength had gone to strike an enemy general at the time I was out of the castle fighting.

If I get there, that's fine. Even if you can't get there, if this guy knocks you down.

That's why I acted in a name, a scream, a conspicuous manner.

"The rebel generals have already struck down! The sorcerer was almost wiped out! If you think an elephant can beat us without a general or a magician, risk death!

Raise your sword and scream loudly. But after seeing the carnage of just the two of us, the people who lost you break their knees.

"That's it, really, that's it"

"No, it's from here. Start here."

"Right. Yeah, right, Your Majesty."

Today, on this day, King Sweda changed. I'm the king now.

Then this is where it starts.

I turn my heels and walk loosely to the castle. Give instructions to the few people left here and think about the future.

I have to call my mother back.

I thought it might be dangerous for a while.

"Right, right. If you say so, I guess so."

Hmm, exhale a long sigh. It's hard after this. I kept my mouth shut so far because I didn't want to follow my father, but I was to take over the throne in a situation where there was a lot of trouble.

Well, I don't mind. The more handicaps there are, the more fun it is.

"For a while, it won't be boring."

"Yes."

"I'm sorry about you guys, but I'm gonna let you do it."

Of course.

Hear the words of your dependable men and snort satisfactorily. Well, we have to start with the body disposal...