Desire

At that moment, I stopped thinking. I saw something wrong, I wondered. No, I didn't see it wrong. You can see it clearly. Harvest stands on the wall. He holds a staff decorated with the skull's head high and casts a magic based on black magic.

"Necromancer."

An army that doesn't die, that's already dead. The resurrection of the lion, the army of immortals. All kinds of words ran through Azin's head. And that concludes it.

Why is she here? He's supposed to be in charge of the Dark Stars in Gracia. Why is he here in Galios? How long have you been here? Galios and Jabesh, or perhaps Dark Star, made a pact?

So since when?

‘No, it's different. ’

Azin's eyes move rapidly. He examines the battlefield. The prowling undead attack all living things that do not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Bite, tear with your fingernails. Some of them are better, wielding weapons and fighting in human-like form. So another body emerges, and the fallen body immediately becomes undead and rises up.

‘If it had been settled in the first place, Gallios wouldn't have tried to surrender. ’

They've sent ships to reveal their willingness to surrender several times. If Necromancer, Dark Star and Gallios had made a pact in the first place, they wouldn't have wanted to surrender. No, maybe it was a decoy. I don't know. It's clear the Undead attacked included Galios' army.

‘I opened the gates and sent out an army. It induced a turbulence and produced a corpse. I thought he was crazy, but he had a Necromancer in the back. ’

Something's not right. The Necromancer is more dangerous than the Wizard, depending on the circumstances. In fact, it was now. The undead are rampaging through the battlefield like crazy. Is the Magic Corps coming? No, you don't have to.

Do you want me to? ’

She doesn't notice Azin. This distance can be reached with a hyperbolic angle. One step at a time. Jump high to reach your feet. It doesn't matter if she notices. No matter what kind of magical shield he wears, the Wall of Power pierces him. As long as he doesn't know the existence of Azin, Azin will be able to assassinate her completely at any moment.

‘Hold.’

For now, Ajin swallows his breath. Haveth's appearance was enough to embarrass him, but he felt he didn't need to cut him down right away. The worst case, of course, is that she kills the emperor, and something that the emperor has is passed over to him. It is definitely prevented, but Azin does not go ahead and cut off Harvest.

‘Rather, it went well. ’

The war against Gallios was too easy. It might be a good idea for Gratia to take a slight hit as she gains her strength. Moreover, there is nothing more hostile to the undead. Ajin's final objective is to attack the Black Forest.

‘The Emperor must have hostility towards the Undead. ’

To be precise, we need the Dark Star to think it's a legitimate threat. Gracia is hostile to the Dark Stars, but does not make every effort to weed them out. Gratia was kidnapped by the Dark Stars. The Dark Star did not touch the nobles, whether he also wanted Gratia to be a clear enemy.

But this war breaks the odd balance. Gracia's army is hit hard by Harvest, the head of the Dark Star. That's better. How many dead princes will die in this mess? What if I die and become an undead?

The Gratia Empire must destroy the Dark Stars, even because of their presence. From there, Ajin solves the information. The Dark Star and the Black Forest are connected. Mix truth and falsehood. If you say the Dark Star's stronghold is in the Black Forest, the emperor will try to attack the Black Forest.

“Lucky you. ”

Azin mutters in a small voice. He was talking to himself, and he was talking to her. I could kill you right now, but not yet. For now, I'll make a mess of you. Azin is close to Hermione. He frowns in Hermione's ears, frightened with a pale face.

“Your Majesty, it's an opportunity. ”

“What, what? ”

Hermione looks back at Azin, embarrassed. In front of him, Hermione's forces are dispatching against the impending undead.

“Galios has conspired with the evil Black Wizards. Dead enemies and allies have been resurrected as undead and are rampaging. ”

“I know, I know. But this is an opportunity...! ”

“It's a dysfunctional war.”

Azin empowered me. Hermione was not an idiot. He clearly understands what Azin is saying and what he's encouraging. Hermione's face turns white.

“... Earl Sericrapa. ”

Hermione calls out to Azin in a trembling voice. Azin reaches out and grabs Hermione by the shoulders, trembling.

“I would have told you earlier. ”

Azin's eyes stare at Hermione.

“Are you ready to wield your sword? In that question, the king replied that he was ready. I have enemies in front of me right now. It's time to swing the sword. ”

It can be done alone. But it's treason. So we need confirmation and orders from Hermione. Azin's dictatorship is a traitor to the Wasteland, but Hermione's confirmation and order can be a thin shield in the worst situations of failure. It was the emperor who inspired the princes to compete.

“I...”

Hermione's lips tremble. The stench of the undead, the screams of the humans. The battlefield of this incomprehension where dead men become corpses and dead bodies become monsters. You must be a monster to survive here. No, surviving is not enough. Hermione recalls the sea. The deck and the emperor who reigned there. It was not Hwang Verzola.

It was the imperial palace itself. The moment I thought about it, Hermione's heart sank calmly. The empire of Gracia is iron and blazing, and the emperor is iron and insensitive. It has to be.

“I'll swing.”

Hermione sighs in a short voice. At that, his lips twitched and went up. I didn't need a long horse. Hermione gave up something she had as a human being. That's enough.

“By whom, I mean? ”

“The second prince, Alcide. ”

Hermione speeds up as if she had nothing to think about. He didn't panic because I knew it would be so.

“Why?”

But I asked him why. Hermione looks around the battlefield with cold eyes.

“I've been hurt a lot. ”

It was a short answer, a personal and desirable answer. That's enough. He looks around slowly. How many humans and undead are gathering in this plains? Hundreds of thousands? That's enough for a Gracian soldier.

But finding an Alcide is easy. I remembered what he had in mind. Mark was going to kill me one day.

“Five minutes.”

Azin mutters. Hermione nods slightly. Fortunately, the soldiers next to him were elite, so they were not easily pushed away. Five minutes should do the trick.

“I'll be back in five minutes. ”

Azin's feet snap back. Clear the air. Cover your senses. It's been a long time since I used stealth. I've never had much chance to use it. It's good to smash it in front of you.

But this time, we have to be discreet. For once, Azin is gone. I was left in Hermione's brief sigh. I can't help feeling guilty. I just want to be blinded by the glory that follows. Azin's body sank to the ground.

It was the best battle.It was lovely. I don't know who's gonna die or how.

Alcide was distributing. Speaking of bravery, Alcade was brave enough. He waves his sword over the horse and shouts at the soldiers. Forward, forward. His escort companion stands close to the alkade in case of an attack.

“Damn dead bastards! ”

Alcide spits out his swear words. Kill him, kill him. The undead resurrect, exhaling a rotten breath. Alcade's soldiers are exhausted, perhaps due to excessive advancements. Some of the leaders died without evading the Undead attack and became allies.

“Your Majesty! A little further...! ”

Worse security guard pleaded. The words distorted the face of the arcade. He looks around. The Undead are swarming.

“The Emperor is watching. ”

Alcide spits it out. The guard chews on his lips. It was a blatant opportunity to reverse the balance between similar princes at once. If we win this war, we'll be able to climb to the top.

Knowing that, Alcide didn't back down. “Find the Black Wizard!” Alcide shouts. What are you gonna do when you find him? The guard grabs the sword. It is arrogance that this force alone can capture and capture the Black Wizard.

"Damn it. What do you do when you're emperor?" I'm gonna die in here. ’

We need to save lives... that way.

It's disconnected. It's a stealth attack. I didn't feel it. Actually, the word "ambush" suits me. My eyes are pierced. I can't hear a sound. There was no room for pain. Suffering Park is a memory that leaves no trace.

“Huh?"

Instead, what I found was the arcade. He looks back, startled by the hot blood fried this way. That was the last of them. Something twists between Alcide's glances.

“Uh...”

The body of the arcade leans to the side. Arrows... Alcide barely raises his eyes up. You see an arrow between the eyebrows. He's in deep. Where on earth did the body of the arcade fall under the horse?

“Phew.”

Ajin takes a short breath. Son of a bitch, why are you covering up? Azin grumbles as he recalls the Arcade escort knights. I shouldn't have killed another one. He drops the arrow in his hand. I've never thrown an arrow before, but it's a good fit. It's too easy to kill an empire prince.

‘There is no trace. ’

Seems to others that an arrow flew from a distance pierced Alcide's head. That's enough. The dead Alcide will become the undead and join the lion army. After that, the corpse will be completely destroyed, so don't step on the tail. I can't even look this way. The assassination was clear.

‘One more... No, that's enough for now. ’

Azin takes a step back. I want to kill the other princes if I feel like it, but if it's too much, I'll be trampled on. The war has only just begun. There's no need to rush.

“There you are.”

Hermione doesn't shake. Rather, he welcomed Ajin back to his calm face. No change in the battlefield. Only the undead and the humans will fight. Are Humans gradually dominating?

“I cleaned it up. ”

Ajin leans his head slightly toward Hermione. Hermione smiles low in response.

“I must go with Earl Sericrapa for the rest of my life. ”

Hermione mutters in a small voice. The prince's assassination. It was Hermione who bought it. It became a definite weakness for each other.

‘Besides, if I turn against them, I'll die too. ’

Hermione felt her back cold. Hermione shuts her mouth. He didn't ask me anything else.

And, Kuang.

The bombing of the Magic Troops has begun.