Demon Lord, Retry!

- - The empire of lights in western countries - -

Its population, it is a huge nation of over twenty million.

The Holy Light Nation, the main stage of this edition, believes in angels, but the Empire was a nation that dedicated its faith to the "Great Light” that supposedly led its angels.

To a historical country alone, it is somewhat old as a system of nations.

A famous family that has long been cotton has many serfs and has made it a workforce, but there is no decent education for serfs, etc.

If you give it bad wisdom, you think it will happen even in the rebellion.

It lay down an old system, which did not give the opportunity for education and the son of a serf had to live as a serf again.

A famous family with those lands and serfs elects the "pope” at the top of the empire.

Behind the sound of the Pope, the reality is a mass of vested interests, and you can say its representative. There can be no progress in reforming the system.

Originally, such a state system would decline like the Romanov dynasty in Russia and eventually perish, but there was no other force in the Reich of Light that could be described as an anomaly.

One is the earth.

The land blessed with great light is unlikely to grow crops well.

Its harvest is light, several times larger than that of other countries, and it only has to be paid to the serfs without letting them live and kill. Even with the food situation in the countries of the North at dawn of the war at their disposal, there was plenty of room.

Endless food and endless strife.

This is the situation that is placing enormous wealth on the Empire year after year.

Furthermore, the presence of the Holy Brave.

Irregular with a thousand forces on this continent.

There are two ancient fragments (Au Parts) in the Empire that are supposedly bequeathed by the Great Light, and those who are recognized by them are required to become the Empire's authority and sword as Saint Brave Men.

On this day, that “selection” was about to take place -

A 16-year-old man living in the Empire is gathered from New Year's Day to the Grand Temple and stands before an ancient fragment. All this day is supposed to be gathered to the Great Temple, even if it is a serf.

Its number is immense and it takes place over a few days, but it is also a sacred ritual, in which not only those of the Pope and famous families, but also the leading men of the Knights, were present in the rite of selection.

The Pope grumbles to spare some time in a boring ritual that takes place as every year and continues to be empty.

"It's like a waste of time."

"I agree, because this is also an important ritual..."

Given the position of pope, we have to be present at the ritual. It is also an important place to show the people what it is like to sit in the depths of the majestic Great Temple and to make them aware of its authority.

In fact, the people, who know nothing about corruption above, tremble at the majesty of the Great Temple, and weep when they see the Pope, the proxy of the Great Light.

"Well, from civil grass, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see me"

"Even so. It's not a bad place to show yourself under the Holy See and make you swear allegiance."

As Ah (Momo) said, the temple chief also agreed.

The Pope of today is a considerable monster, although it is only his head that cuts off. All I think about is gathering support from famous families and putting tremendous wealth on myself.

There are only a few who know such corruption, but they are here.

He was three formidable knights, feared by the nations to be the "White Triads".

They were also present at this ritual for a few days, but are closed to boulders.

"Looks like you're showing up again this year."

"Under the Pope, the Sacred Warrior is born."

"But didn't the wild flames (Levantine) react last year?"

Another ritual of selection brings together famous women aged 16.

That ancient fragment only responds to famous women from generation to generation. Surprisingly, only an eight-year-old (...) girl was selected last year.

It is a celebration, given that for decades, sometimes hundreds of years, there are also generations in which the Saint Brave is absent. It is new to my memory that the whole country was engulfed in a blessing mood at the birth of a little brave man.

However, it is a result that I cannot honestly rejoice with from the three stars. No way, I'm not putting an eight-year-old girl on the battlefield, I just have to be confused as a Knights.

"Where a toddler like that is chosen, nothing will change."

"Was it indeed the Lady of the Fanburg family? If you want to hurt yourself on the battlefield, let's all tie ourselves up."

"This is ridiculous. Your enemies will look at your family and not hesitate to do anything about it."

When the three of them were spitting out what could not be described as stupidity, one man came aboard the Grand Temple with exasperation. The outfit is gorgeous and brings numerous guards and orchestras.

Sometimes the ritual was near an end and everyone was bored, or the appearance of it with the music was very eye-catching.

"What's that?

"I'm privatizing the Knights of the Holy Spirit of Fire (Salamander Nights), a clan of fire. This is my son from the Luxembourg family."

"Hung, the Knights of Decoration in the Red Monochrome... I can't tell you how polite it is to include music."

Sometimes I wonder if he's the son of a famous family. The Pope also stood up on purpose and was in a good mood to speak up. It is the extreme of ridicule from the three of us.

I must also have been confident that I would be chosen to aim for the end of the ritual.

"That man, he seems so confident"

"Let me take a look."

"On the day such an empty man is chosen, the world will be finished."

As the three of them sent their awakened gaze, Manchuria watched whether the ancient fragments would react or solidify, but the results were unresponsive -

As before, ancient fragments remained silent. Speak gently as the Pope takes it.

"Mr. Frey, you have nothing to be discouraged about. This Holy Clothes Box" Holy Crossbox "would already be broken. The last thing I ever reacted to was on the other side."

"But, Holiness! There's no one else who deserves it!

"Uh-huh, even if you're right. Not responding to you is also proof left that this box is broken. Don't you think?

"Ya, I can say for sure... yes..."

Unlike previous arrogant attitudes, the Pope forgives in a generous manner the youth he called Frey. His house is arguably the most famous of the empires, and he is the Lord of the earth.

It doesn't even taste good to be a pope to undermine the mood here.

The three of them, watching a series of exchanges, laughed furiously when they saw Frey walking away dissatisfied. They are those who stand by their strength, and they are all aligned, and they are strong in their rebellion.

Even if they are famous boys, they are not hesitant.

"What a pitiful hindsight for appearing in the ringing"

"... comedy actors look good on you"

"Ruri. If we weren't surrounded, cowards who couldn't even walk down the road would have a single stomachache!

He gives a look like the Pope crushed a bitter bug to the voices of three people who are not around him. On the day when the others would have uttered such ramblings, they would have jumped their necks instantly.

However, these three were knights who resounded to the nations and, under the circumstances that would follow a path of intensification, were very, but unable to let go.

"Watch your mouth - you don't want to get stabbed from behind anywhere but on the battlefield?

The three of them reciprocate in such a way as where the wind blows, even in what can be described as the Pope's threat. It was a grand attitude not to mention come whenever you want.

From the Pope's point of view, it can't be funny.

"... the idiots without thought. All right, let's get this over with."

To the Pope's voice, the soldiers move in haste. The remaining serfs and the needy are stood in front of the box one after the other so that they can be pulled apart, and are immediately forced to exit.

Everyone watched it as if it were a digestive match.

The last one to show up was a skinny, skinny, poverty-starved little man. The hair was bossy, was it also farmed, and the clothes were muddy.

Besides, I even have cracks in the glasses I'm wearing. Seeing that figure, the three stars of the boulder also exhale deeply.

We don't even have to look at the results, such as such a poor man. Did the Pope think the same thing, rising out of his chair like a hundred million bucks and trying to walk away early?

But the moment the man stepped into the Great Shrine - there was an anomaly in the field.

There was no need to stand forward, but a dazzling light overflowed the sacred suitcase! The light becomes stronger as the man moves one step further, gradually becoming a white flash until he cannot keep his eyes open.

To that light, a triple star groans in a beating that can slap his chest.

"Hey what... what's going on!

"And I can't believe it... the Holy Clothes Box reacted..."

"What a light! Are you telling me that such a poor minister man was chosen?!?"

The man with cracked glasses stands in front of the box in such a way that he is guided by the light.

The man turned up his loud voice as everyone lost their words to that sacred sight.

"O great light - God who illuminates the earth! Give me the power to save the weak! The power to put an end to the stupid war! Give the kids who can't live tomorrow the power to give them bread!

From a man's mouth, a shouting scream shook his soul. The body of the three stars who were listening to it shivered rattled, and at last its body began to shake so much that it could not stand.

"Give me - give me - the power to save the poor... now whoa!

After the man finishes screaming out loud, the sacred suitcase finally opens with the dazzling light.

Inside, situated were light swords emitting sacred light and tough morningstars that would smash any demon, containing dozens of pieces of metal in strange shapes.

The Pope was pampering his mouth as he was taken aback, but did he return to sanity, hastily opening his mouth and celebrating this incredible feat.

"Wonderful... you are the saint brave man of our time!

It is only the Pope's head - it is the historic feat that for the first time in thousands of years two Saint Braves have been brought together and the path of glory that it glorifies.

And when he was in the throne of the Pope, oddly enough, two holy braves were brought together. Exactly, I just think that the great light is telling me to unite myself with all of the continent.

"All of you! Let's celebrate this feat a lot! Let's throw a big party tonight and let the nations, the nations, know the power of our light!

"" "Whoa!

Endorsing voices rise from everywhere in the full seat, each waving his fist up. In fact, if you have two holy braves, the perimeter will depend on the cut.

Beating the males of Western countries, Magic and Rosen, who have fought for many years for victory, is no longer a dream either. As they all floated, the man quietly carried the box and told him without expression.

- It's useless.

"Duh, what's wrong...? Tonight, you're the star."

"I ask you to make the cost of this bread and soup for the poor."

"Wait! Before such a feat, it would be natural to mention and celebrate the country. Unlike before, you have to learn politics."

To put it all that way, the Pope slapped his hand and ran a large number of soldiers.

They are trying to gather all the leading players at home and abroad and strengthen their position. In fact, the birth of the two Holy Braves will surely increase the status and power of the Pope.

As the surroundings moved hastily, the newly born brave seemed puzzled.

Something is moving in my unexpected direction. Because he was a never-numbered poor man, and now the famous family greets him with one smile after another.

It is like being suddenly thrown into a great storm.

"... we have to protect that man."

Kaiya, the leader of the three stars, leaks the potpourri, and the other two snort silently.

Seeing the bewildered brave, they would have cemented their resolve that if they did not become jetties.

If you are captured in the power and politics of this country, in the corrupt class system or in the thoughts of the celebrities, even a man of difficult qualities, you have not figured out how to leopard.

- Oddly enough, the hunch was to be neutral.

For this day begins the long and vain battle between the Holy Brave and the Three Leagues against the powerful.

Sometimes it was nine years before the Demon King appeared on this continent.