Desire

“I'll be honest with you. I thought someday I'd be sitting across from you like this. ”

Erzola, the Imperial Palace of Gracia. Hermione, the owner of this imperial palace and the owner of Gracia, smiles as she says.

As he confronted Hermione's smile, Azin had no choice but to smile. A year passed after finishing the war of progress. It's only been two years since I met Hermione. The two years were enough to engrave the majesty of Hermione, the most powerless of the Gracian emperors.

They say that all the time. Seats make people. Hermione, the young emperor of Gracia. I used to feel like a young emperor, but I don't feel like one anymore. Azin shrugs as he looks at Hermione's relaxed expression.

“Is it? I didn't think I'd be here.” I doubt I should take your word for it. You were here before, weren't you? I was good at lying. "“ Don't think of it as lying, think of it as humility. ”

Ajin smiles and answers. Just two years ago, Ajin was a Hermione knight. Since Hermione became the most powerless and powerless of the emperors, it was Azin who made Hermione the emperor. Ajin has done so much to make Hermione Emperor. You defeated the dragon and raised a ball in the war. Meanwhile, you assassinated Hermione's brothers. In the end, even the emperor of Gracia was killed by Azin.

Hermione was only vague about that. I knew Hermione had killed the Crown Prince... but I'm only aware of the possibility of killing my father.

From another point of view, Azin is also the sworn enemy of the brother Hermione, who killed his father who shared his blood with him. But Hermione had no grudge against Azin. Emperor of the Empire. This is a place worthy of such things.

“I've heard that you've become Emperor of Jinsun before. I was going to send an envoy from the inside, but I didn't think I'd be busy picking up the aftermath of the war. Just in case, you're not disappointed in me for that, are you?” “He's not that narrow. And like you said, I've been too busy the last year... and I wouldn't have been able to treat you properly. There's nothing on your mind, so don't worry.” “Haha! Well, that's a relief. I mean this, too, but I... I don't think we should turn against anyone like you.” Why. You think I'm gonna kill you? ”“ Would you kill me if I were your enemy? ”

Hermione asks, "It's a great place." There are no approximations here. I didn't think it was necessary, because Hermione didn't have an approximate death sentence. Azin now stands here as the Emperor of Jinsun, but just two years ago, he was the Duke of Gracia. In fact, the title still remains. Azin is the Emperor of Jinjin and the Duke of Gracia.

The last name Ajin used in Gracia was' Serikrapa ’. Azin took the dragon's name and made it his castle. The story of the Duke of Sericrapa, which was just two years ago, has already become a legend and myth in Gracia. The dragon slayer that defeated the dragon. In the Conquest War of the Gallios Kingdom, a war hero stands alone against an army of powerful undead and horsemen. Afterwards, life in the Black Forest, called the Land of the Dead.

A hero or a monster. Even with all the troops of Gracia here, not just the Near Crisis Division, Hermione... could not imagine that Azin would be able to stop him when he sought his own life.

“No. I have no intention of killing you. I don't want to be your enemy. ”

Ajin replied with a bloody smile. Hermione nods, smiling face to face.

“So am I. ”

Your back is damp. You try to cope unexpectedly... but it doesn't go as well as you think. Cold sweat flows without being conscious.

“... it's been two years. What should I give you as a celebration of our long meeting inside? If you want, take what you want from the Imperial Treasure Chest.” “You're not the only one who should be celebrating the meeting. It's enough to celebrate the meeting just by welcoming guests who come to us for free. Rather, I'm concerned about what to give you from my side.” “Don't even think about it. I, too, am an emperor of an empire called Gratia. Treasures are everywhere..." “How about this? ”

Azin raises his cup. Before he speaks, Azin takes the cup to his lips first. While Ajin drank his tea slowly, Hermione opened her eyes wide, waiting for Ajin's hindsight.

“An alliance between the two empires. ”

I put down the teacup. On hearing Azin's words, Hermione shuts up for a moment. Alliance. There has never been a war between Jinjin and Gratia. It was because each other's territory was clear and they were not greedy.

Gracie and Jinsun. There's no big difference between each other's power. Different things are called main power. Jinsun is dominated by foot soldiers centered on the ground. It is not without magic, but the magic of the true line is quite different compared to the magic of Gracia. The same goes for the cavalry.

Gracias has developed around magic. There are many different kinds of magic within the big framework. Elemental Magic, Dark Magic, Spirit Magic, Divine Magic, and more. Based on him, various disciplines, including Alchemy, developed. Magic based artifacts, sturdy armor and cavalry.

What if Jinn and Gracie collide? What will happen if we fight the war with the right minds? We don't know what the outcome will be. because the power between each other is boiling.

But there is pain in the line.

There are many outstanding strong men in Gracia. The stars of the tower. The arc mages are them. There are countless other outstanding knights and wizards.

But are they strong enough to hurt? Do you think they'll be able to beat the pain? Can we win against that mythical hero who killed the dragon and defeated the Horseman?

Such an azin holds the alliance between the two empires in its mouth. As Hermione, I had a lot to think about. Up until now, the two empires have not seen each other as enemies and have not waged war... but that does not make them officially allies.

“Are you serious? ”

Hermione has finished her silence. He looks at Azin with a serious look.

“I'm not careless enough to sit here and say this as a joke. As Emperor of Jinshan, I formally urge you, Emperor of Gracia, to make an alliance between the two empires.” “... because of Siolence? ”

Hermione squints and asks. Jinshan allied with Siolence, but they defeated him unilaterally. Of course, even if it is the story of the previous gospel, there must be deep regret engraved between Siolence and Jinsun.

“I won't deny it. Just in case, did you offer Gratia an alliance at the Psychians?” “No, I haven't.... an alliance. It's a long shot, but it's good to be clear. ”

An alliance with no reason to refuse from the Gracias. As he said, Hermione never wanted to be an enemy of Azin. Therefore, there is no more reason to reject the alliance.

“I'll leave the preparations to you. ”

Hermione nods at Azin's words. I don't want to play games with paperwork. I'm not the one that's going to work. Hermione seems to be relieved of her burden, so she gives a polite look.

“Oh, and... This is what I wanted to ask you personally.” “What? ”

Hermione tilts her head and asks.

“About Rivera and the Dark Stars. ”

Ajin takes the horse out.

*

The Imperial Garden of Herzola is famous for its glamour and beauty. The only people who can enter here are the royals and nobles, but even the higher-ups who have high eyes do not hesitate to admire Herzola's garden. It is because gardeners who are skilled in the empire tend to care for them every day to impress them.

Camila sits at the tea table looking out at the beautiful garden in the imperial palace. Camilla is now 15 years old. But Camila seemed younger than her age. He was tall, and his arms and legs were that long. There was a stain on his face, but his body was no longer young.

Even Camille was aware that her growth was too fast. I know why. At some point, the body will no longer grow. The age of fast-paced flesh will continue for a long time, and ordinary saints die before aging.

Maybe Camilla.

“Beautiful.”

Camila looked at the garden and said, It's the first time I've been to the Palace of Gracia. A family trip I promised a year ago. I never thought I'd be coming on a family trip to the Palace of Gracia. Camila turns her head, smiling bloody.

In front of her, there was a black snowflake, Persian, and Mungyeonghee. As I talked to Ajin, Mungyeonghee also came on this family trip. Mungyeong-hee smiled and nodded her head when she met Camilla's eyes.

“I see. When we get back to the Jinsun Imperial Palace, we'll have to make a garden like this one.” “Can I spend that kind of money?” “It's my job to budget and file anyway. My emperor trusts me so much that he doesn't do anything. ”

Mungyeonghee said that with a false laugh. It was a horse with bones, but none of them cared about Mungyeong-hee's words. Suddenly, Mun Gyeong-hee was taken for granted.

“I heard you were alone with the Emperor of Gracia. That's a long story. ”

Raw snow scent grumbled and drank tea. The destination of the trip is tourism in Gracia. I came to the Imperial Palace because Azin had something to see Hermione about. The plan was to finish the job at the Imperial Palace and go to the tourist attractions in Gracia.

“It's about alliances. It's not an easy story to end. ”

Mungyeong-hee grumbled. I already talked to Mungyeong-hee about the alliance with Gracia. Originally, Mungyeong-hee had to accompany him to talk with Hermione, but Mungyeong-hee stayed here because Azin didn't have to.

“By the way, brother, Aren't you supposed to be getting married by now? ”

Persian sips his tea and tells a sudden story. At first, Mungyeong-hee opened her eyes, not knowing that it is a story she tells herself, but looking around, realizing that there is only one person who has heard about marriage here.

Marriage? Marriage? Me? "“ Yes. She's old, and her... her hair loss's almost improved, right? We should start thinking about getting married. ”

At that, Mungyeong-hee's face distorted. Just as Persian said. Mungyeong-hee's hair loss stopped thanks to the special medicine she airlifted from Gracia. I can't do anything about the hair I've already lost, but I can't do it anymore.

“Because I don't want to get married? ”

Mungyeong-hee's voice was sharp.

“No, I'm not a man in the first place! I don't like girls. I don't like girls.” What about the woman in Gracia? ”

Raw snow shines in my eyes.

“I don't know much about your sister's... taste in women. You've never met a woman in Gracia other than a progressive woman.” “... Hmm. ”

Mungyeong-hee's lips were closed by the words of the black snow scent. When I think about it, it was. Even though I've met the same advanced woman, I've never met a Gracian woman.

“You may meet your destiny on this journey. ”

He said, shining his eyes as far as Camilla. Mun Gyeong-hee was unable to rebuke the three women.

Because it was true to be lonely.