Desire

All doubts were brought to Azin. I only know that I saw the Emperor's death with my own eyes.

No one dared to take responsibility.

It was azin who claimed the subjugation of the Black Forest, but it was the emperor who made the decision. And it wasn't because of Azin's claim that the emperor made such a decision, but rather because of the Vampire Lord Alcadion who dared to attack Hwang Verzola. It was funny that the Empire remained silent after making such a fuss. After failing, the subjugation itself was not his responsibility.

‘No, you can't ask if you want to. ’

Hermione is closest to the Emperor now, and Azin is Hermione's guardian. It's not just a security guard. Since Hermione had no power, it was thanks to Azin that he stood by Hermione, and in fact, the other nobles stood by Hermione and became one force. Marquis of the Empire. Heroes. Dragon Slayer. All those names and the backdrop of Hermione make it impossible for Azin to take responsibility for defeat.

We have to hold someone accountable, and no one is worthy of it. The emperor is dead and the swordsman is dead. Muren, the court wizard, is dead. There is a space in the top three of the politics.

"The Duke of Baselad remains. We need to catch the Duke first. ’

Duke Baselad is the Chancellor of Gracia. He is also a patron of Earl Galpagos, who ruled the Society, and is an old fox who holds fast to politics. Since the Emperor is dead, the emperor will be forced to lead to Hermione, but it is not the case that Hermione is qualified for the Emperor right now.

‘Leave it alone or the old fox will become a political monster. We have to stop that.’

I'll kill the Duke of Baselad. No, it's way too violent. Not enough to kill. There are many places the Duke of Baselad can use it. Earlier, he would have needed access to Duke Baselad, to persuade or intimidate him, but now he doesn't have to.

The traitor title gives an absolute command against the human npc. Azin went to Duke Baselad and said, "Obey me. 'If we give the command, he cannot refuse us anything and obeys Azin. Azin was determined to stick Baselad by Hermione's side. If you obey Baselad, Azin can be strongly involved in Gratian politics.

“Earl Sericrapa. ”

I was summoned to his room by Hermione. Hermione, who was sitting with a nervous face, wakes up and calls out for relief. Ajin bows his head politely.

“.. where are you hurt? ”

Hermione looks at Azin's body and asks. There was tension and anxiety. You didn't think the Emperor was going to die.

“Yes, no injuries. Regrettably.”

The Emperor didn't come back after he died, but since he looks unharmed, I have no choice. If I had known this, I would have cut off my arm. It will regenerate with the effects of the wolf heart.

“... it's good to have the late Sherrifa back. ”

Hermione didn't say much. He doubted that Azin might have killed the emperor, but he wasn't foolish enough to ask him. Hermione swallows a sigh with doubt. Hermione, sitting fluffy on a chair, has aged for several years.

Hermione thought of the Emperor. His father. Although he was a father, he had never called Hermione his father. He was the Crown Prince, and no one was allowed to call him "Your Majesty."

I don't even remember being loved as a son. Mother died a long time ago, and Hermione has been almost alone since childhood. The emperor gave Hermione most of what she could enjoy as an prince, but did not give her love as a father.

The emperor that Hermione saw was only an emperor since Hermione's childhood. I've never been a father. Maybe one day I can be emperor too. I hardly ever thought about it. I know the topic well. I thought the chances of four emperors not having one were less than the chances of a chick being born in an egg.

‘But then it happened. ’

I didn't feel overwhelmed or anything like that. I got a little headache. No one can deny that Hermione has become the closest thing to an emperor. Salvirt, the first prince, remains, but no one thinks of him as the next emperor. The only emperor capable of making variables is dead. This was never the case in the history of Gracia.

The Crown Prince's succession is the same. Just because you were born first, the name of the empire is not light enough to ascend to the throne of the emperor.

“There you go. I'm glad the late Sherrifa is safe. I just wanted to check it out. ”

Is that all it was? Azin stares at Hermione's face with strange eyes. Hermione has changed a lot compared to when we first met. Azin knows that Hermione is suspicious of something, and he wants to bury it without asking.

“Very well. May I return now, then?" ”“ Do so. ”

Hermione's voice is heavy. Azin bows his head and turns away from Hermione's room. A short sigh is buried in the sound of the door closing.

“Is it okay to leave it there? ”

When you get into the wagon, Persian pops his head out of Azin's shadow. Azin grins, looking down at the Persian looking up at him. I used to be used to it, but now it's a little strange for Persian to pop out of the shadows.

“There's nothing I can do about the Crown Prince. Hermione is not a fool. If you doubt me here, if you want to cut me off, you know that your whole foundation is shaking. ”

Persian pulls himself out of the shadows. She wipes her knees and sits across from him.

“After he became Emperor? ”

“It was the same then. I know a lot about Hermione. ”

2 Imperial assassinations and 3 Imperial assassinations. It was Azin who executed it, but Hermione gave his permission.

“And I have many things of my own. Even if Hermione suspects me, it's impossible to cut me off. Unless Hermione goes crazy. ”

Aside from the power he was hiding, he alone had enough power to call himself a one-man army. Gracie has suffered considerable damage. The Grand Wizard is dead, and the Magic Troops and the elite of their respective knights are dead.

Gratia is the only empire on the continent, but beyond that is a kingdom of Nornia that Gratia cannot conquer. Nornia has been ravaged by a long civil war, but if they come together and insist on eating Gracia, Gracias has to take some damage now.

You need pain there.

‘The Zin Moors and the Gracias are allies. Feed on Nornia while supporting Gratia. And then I become the bridge between the two forces, and I actually hold all the power in my hands. ’

Ruler of the Jinsun Moors. And Emperor Hermione's best friend. If we choose to, we can also take over the Imperial Court as well as the Sindhun Moor. What if the Imperial power is unknown, but we can gather the power of the Advance Forest and fight the Advance Imperial Army with Gracie's support? It doesn't have to be. What if we step into the Imperial Palace and give the Emperor absolute command of the title of traitor?

Azin thought the absolute command of the title of a traitor was a scam. It's worth something, not an achievement that killed the Emperor. If there was a title for a traitor, Azin would have been able to cross the Emperor and emerge as a new emperor on any continent of First.

“You've arrived.”

The wagon stops. I can see the mansion coming back almost half a year.

“Do I have to hide? ”

“Is that really necessary? ”

“I wanted to surprise you. ”

Persian grins with his tongue out. With that said, Persian does not go into the shadows. She got out of the wagon along the pain, worrying about the seagull. Has the garden changed a bit? Azin welcomed the deacon Isaac, who lowered his head deeply.

“And your wife?”

“He's in the backyard. ”

If you do not come out to meet them, you will be forced to throw up in your own way. Azin nods, smiling bloody.

“What about Camilla?”

“He's with his mistress. But...”

Isaac looks carefully at Persik. Persian was wearing a dress made with considerable care. Isaac pauses for a moment, noticing Persian in a provocative black dress clinging to his body. I was hesitant to ask.

“... is he...? ”

“Um... I mean...”

It was also painful to feel difficult to explain. He scratches his cheek and looks at Persian. Persian stares at him with a face that he is excited about how to introduce himself. I felt that look was wicked.

“... his wife. ”

“What? ”

“Stop. Don't ask too many questions. ”

At that, Persian chuckles. Azin glances at her and sends Isaac back into the mansion.

“Wife. You're married, right?” “.. I haven't... eaten anything. Just, you know, it's nice to be married in Gracia.” “Then I guess I'll just have to grab my esophagus someday. Will you do it with me? ”

Asin coughed while avoiding the obvious question. The wedding, I never thought of it.

‘Then again, I've never given you anything like a ring. ’

This is my fault. When I think about it, there was always a lot of money. There's nothing to say in the game, nor in the real world. The rest of the money that is not spent is being cashed in.

“Well, someday. ”

Azin turns to the backyard, avoiding the answer in that way. The closer I got to the backyard, the more laughter came. Camilla's voice.

“Is your stepdaughter pretty? ”

Persian asks, sticking close to Azin. My ears itched because I said something with my lips close to my ears. He clears his head low and pulled his head out to the side. But the more he did, the closer he got to his arm. Persian arms naturally wrap around his waist, and Azin's arms are buried between his breasts.

“.. cute. I'm still young.” "If you think about it, he was popular with young women. The granddaughter of Gold.” It was... it was like an admiration, right? ”“ For a little girl, admiration is love. I'm not worried about being adopted, but what if... "“ No, I'm not an animal. ”“ That's what you're saying. ”

I say it as a joke, but I can see the look on Persian's face and it seems to be mixed up somewhat. Azin shrugged his lips, wondering whether to be angry or not.

There was a new swing in the garden.

It was used as a training ground only half a year ago. There was an orderly practice weapon, such as a wooden sword, and a swing was built on the other side. It wasn't just the swing. It was filled with rides like seesaws and jungle gyms.

“... what is this? ”

Azin mutters, dumbfounded. What the hell happened in half a year? The wall at the back was painted like a viewfinder, but it didn't look like a painting.

Raw Snow and Camila are on the wall. The paint buckets were lined by color, and the two of them were wearing large aprons. Azin looks behind him and opens his lips without knowing it. It's only been half a year since Camila was so tall.

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I've been known to be a traitor.