Desire

Arrogant old men full of pussy. That is the assessment Harvest gives to the dungeon masters in the desert. They were all at the pinnacle of dark magic, and they were filled with my finesse as they were quite close to such power and pursuit.

The queen's help was great when she was able to assemble such dungeon masters to make dark stars. When I first started playing in Gracia. Haveth built his own dungeon and raised his heat to perform dark magic there. When it reached such a high level, she joined her own forces, going after the other Black Wizards one by one.

The first thing she put into power was a player like herself. Gracie is a magical land, but she has been quite an advocate for the Black Wizard, so players who choose Black Magic are not doing a great job in Gracie. Haveth first came into contact with such players, and then increased his forces by one or two.

By the time the work was done, the dark star who had harbeth's head had a sizable organization. But that didn't make it nearly unbelievable to the other dungeon masters.

From there, she enters the Black Forest herself. It was to gain the support of the undead there, but the undead in the Black Forest could not have been favorable to the Human Black Wizard. And of course, she was frictioning with the undead in the black forest.

And so I met the queen. The queen showed quite an interest in him, to be precise. I desperately wrote about it. Fortunately, the queen was also interested in the dark star of Haveth and its direction.

That's how I got Carmadon. She used Carmadon, a servant of the Queen, as proof of her intimacy with the Queen of the Black Forest. Afterwards, you went to the other dungeon masters through Orsay and gained cooperation with them ahead of Carmadon.

That's how the Dark Star was created. Of the four dungeon masters at the heart of the Dark Star, only Selbraham and Bullysal's legs truly favored Harvest. The other dungeon masters were just affiliated by the Queen of the Forest and the need for group forces.

[Suddenly.]

Therefore, complaints were naturally raised through this instant communication. It was Axe, the dungeon master of the Euchroa Desert, who spit with his unpleasant voice. She turns to face you and bows her head.

“I'm sorry, but it was urgent. ”

His voice is low, his tone is even, but his head bows. It is a hassle to be polite while taking authority as a leader. I just want to swear at you to get out of my mind. The Dungeon Master's power is too great to spit out.

So, what's up?]

The question was Marzoa, the dungeon master of the Quirre Desert. Axe openly complained to Harvest, but Marzoa is different. He's technically neutral. He was a common wizard in the pursuit of Celia. She doesn't hesitate to say anything, but immediately throws the subject aside.

“I'm in Gallios now. ”

[You've done something stupid and reckless.]

Marjoa mutters, her eyebrows twitching. Stupid and reckless. Well, technically, it's true. Harvest opens his mouth.

“I just thought it was a necessary and appropriate opportunity. ”

[So, what are you doing there? You're not at war with Gracie.]

Selbraham asks. Haveth nods his head as if he was waiting.

“You know him well. Earlier today, I turned Galios' army into undead and turned it against the Gracians. ”

[I'm out.]

Axe said coldly.

[Fighting the Imperium head-on is suicide. I don't want to get involved in that nonsense.]

[I agree with that. This is too big an adventure. It's a low odds gamble. You think one war can bring down an empire?]

Marjoah asks, and when she does, she shuts up. Even if you kill the Emperor here, Gratia will not fall. There's no guarantee we can kill him.

“.. you can't keep crouching forever. ”

Jabesh makes a voice.

“Imperial pressure has continued to grow. I decided it was better for us to hit first. You can't kill the Emperor here, but it is possible to make the Emperor judge the Dark Star as an organization that cannot rest. ”

[What do you get out of it? After all, we have nothing to gain by being so blatantly hostile against Gracia. It only increases the pressure and accelerates the Black Wizard's Hunt.]

“All you have to do is strike as much as you can't. ”

Harvest spits in annoyance.

“A major impact on the Empire Army and the downturn of the Emperor. What we want is not a usurper, but a study of dark magic. If they find out about it, they won't press us down like scratches on a sore wound. ”

[That's not the kind of emperor I know. He's a man who kills and sees his enemies.]

“Then we'll kill the Emperor. ”

Jabesh spits it out. Marjoa smiles low. Legone, who has been silent for a long time, speaks.

[Not like you, Harvest. If you wanted this, you should have consulted with any of us first and asked for advice. It's not like you to have a verdict like this and ask for our consent.]

“I didn't miss my chance. ”

Jabesh said.

“This is not Gracia. Galios. Isolating the Emperor shouldn't be too difficult. Killing the Emperor is only possible if we all work together. I don't think it's necessary. ”

[I thought you said there was nothing to kill the Emperor for.]

[You put on a taunt first, and now you're asking for our consent. I don't want to fit in.]

Marcia and Axe have made a negative comment. Nimmy, fuck. They're not listening. Harvest swallows his breath.

“It is the Queen's blessing. ”

Harvest spits it out. Sell the queen's name. The effect alone was sufficient. For a moment, everyone was silent.

“Behold the reality of the Dark Star, my old friends. Due to pressure from the emperor and empire, the Black Wizards' research has ceased. I'm sending a Black Wizard to the Advance to continue my research there, but there's pressure coming from the Advance Imperial and the Moorish Gates. ”

So?

Selbraham asked.

“Again, this is an opportunity. Pressure the Emperor, or kill him. The Dark Star can find its bow by stopping the Gracian Empire army here. ”

[Do you think it is possible?]

Reg asks. She nods loudly.

“I've already got the support of the Gallios family. Leading an immortal army is something I can do alone. The problem is the Gracians' wizards. I can't do it alone. ”

[So you're asking for help. You said the Pentagon's five stars were involved in this war. Myren, who used to be a five-star wizard, is there in the Palace of Gracia.]

[Thousands upon thousands of magical soldiers. I can't handle this alone.]

We talked about Selbraham and Legnom. Axe is annoyed by their conversation.

[So, if we cooperate, is that possible?]

“Apart from you, I'll call in the other dark stars." If you help me, things will be more stable. Think about it. "

Harvest stretches out his arms.

“How many enemies do the Black Wizard have in his lifetime and in his past? Have you ever exposed your teeth to that giant empire? No! The Dark Star will be the first. ”

[You're trying to seduce me with fantasy.]

Axe is dead. The silent Marjoa opens her mouth.

[If the queen agrees, the undead in the Black Forest will help you do this?]

“.. the queen did not mention him. ”

Don't mind what the queen said to her, that's all. However, there is no way to confirm whether the other dungeon masters are telling the truth or whether the Queen is really helping in this matter. So you inflate your words and spit lies. False acts like the truth unless confirmed.

[.. then.]

Selbraham mutters.

[Somewhat agree with what she says. There is no future for the Dark Star now. We have great power, but we're not doing anything. This might actually be an opportunity.]

[I agree with you. If we allow the Dark Star to kneel before the Gracians, we will remain magnificent in the history of our enemies. In addition, it may be possible to make the current and future emperors remember the Dark Star as a massive organization and be compatible with the sword.]

[I'm the opposite. As I said before, the risk is too great.]

Axe grunts. Marjoa spits out an unexpected word.

[If it's a big risk, it's a big risk.]

Haveth's eyes widen. It's because I didn't think Marjoa would say something like that.

[Legion of the Undead and the Black Wizard. An abandoned battlefield called an island in this combination. Maybe we can.]

“.. then? ”

[Watch the power. I can't help it if I don't like it. You've already done your job.]

Marjoa mutters. His words brighten her face. You got the help of three dungeon masters. If we can get other Black Wizards in there, we can really have a battle with the Gracians. Marcois mutters in a startled voice.

[Crazy!]

“What about you? ”

Haveth's voice echoes with strength. Three of the dungeon masters agreed with her. You can speak up now. Axe grits his teeth as he asks. If I fall back in this situation, I'll end up isolated. The hesitant Axe grunts.

[.. participate.]

That's it. She grins as she feels a sense of warmth in her heart. If the dungeon master actively assists, he will be able to fight head-on against the Pentagon's five stars. You call in other Black Wizards to take over the Magic Legion, and the infantry and knights take on the undead army.

‘The problem is the Emperor, Azin, and Riverina. ’

I don't have a sign to focus on you. Now that this is over, you really need to unwrap your hand. Jabesh's eyes frown. I wanted to hide this to the end.

‘Well, I can't help it. ’

I'll have to write if I have to. It's better than hiding a hand for no reason and screwing it up so you can't turn it back. She nods.

“I'll call you back tomorrow. Prepare yourself. ”

The last time we spoke, we lost communication. Jabesh sits there, spewing out his choked breath. He presses his hand against the burning temples.

“You must be busy.”

Just finish what you need to do. Harvest rises up. He grunts and picks up Carmadon. He draws a magic circle on the ground with dark magic flowing through his staff.