Hakai no Miko

The Son of Destruction appears at the crossing of the Conte.

The report made the royal palace temporarily noisy.

There have been many rumors that the Son of Destruction has carried out military operations against Holmea or is about to throw poison into a well. But none of that was a rumor without roots or leaves if you look into it. The truth is the opposite of the rumors, even pretending that the Son of Destruction had rather kept the Holmeer nation from being inspired for the last five years since he took control of the city of Bornis. At least ostensibly, the Son of Destruction has never moved himself as a soldier against Holmea.

The Son of Destruction finally breaks his silence and moves his soldiers.

The newspaper created a tedious sense of tension among King Walius and the heavy ministers.

Soon King Walius commanded the hosts to gather their troops and join the war, and the chief ministers ran (indeed) to the formation of the Allied armies of the hosts.

But that tension didn't last long either.

Since the first news that the Son of Destruction had appeared on the Conte River, every day - and in some days many times in a day - the reward of the decree sent from the Conte River garrison was that the Son of Destruction would not even approach the bridge because he would train his soldiers.

King Walius laughed.

"The Son of Destruction and the others raised their soldiers before him, but in the end they were playing in front of the river without fear."

Besides, the chief ministers follow.

"It would be a gesture of battle against a Romanian nation with an odd bond."

"Ha-ha-ha. What a jerk."

"The sequins are subhuman slaves. No big deal."

To the words of the heavy ministers, King Walius nodded and showed in his upper mood many times. If you want to follow badly, it is rare that King Walius is in such a good mood that he has such a strong eclampsia (kan) that he is in a bad mood instead.

There was a reason for that.

"Your Majesty! His Excellency the Marquis of Apius has led a thousand soldiers to come. We wish His Majesty all the best!

"Baron Maudeus of Lambrest is now joining us with hundreds of soldiers!

"His Highness the Viscount Dorseth is asking His Majesty to speak to you and ascend the castle!

That is the reward of the ranks of the marquises, which will come to King Walius one after another.

How hungry was the battle, and earlier than King Walius thought, the Horsemen led the soldiers to greet the ranks. Moreover, if we raised our feats, all the enormous prizes or the word that we could entrust the city of Bornis to govern worked, with a number of soldiers that exceeded our expectations.

King Walius even gave his own words after purposefully allowing these lords to see one by one, so he would know how to be in a good mood.

"I didn't think the Hordes would get so excited about the rebel slave crackdown. The soldiers of the Allied Coalition of the Horses will surely reach 10,000. Let's call it His Majesty's morality."

From the terrace (balcony) of the highest spire in the royal palace, the chief minister gives a compliment to King Walius, who overlooks the armies of the Hordes that line the perimeter of the king's capital.

King Walius breaks up his friendship even with such clear rhetoric.

"Mm-hmm. It will be. It would be!

"The eastern lords, unable to move in preparation for the Romanian state, have received a letter of apology for offering food to the Allied Coalition of the Lords."

"Mm-hmm. We have to prepare for Romanias. Besides, the rest is generous. I'm grateful for your loyalty."

"It is a coalition martial army of such magnitude. How about the General, His Excellency the Marquis of Apius, who has a high level of popularity and a rich history of war from the marquis?

"Mm-hmm. Be good. Be good."

Things are going as well as I want. Nothing could be more painful.

King Walius gave a bright laugh at the bottom.

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Don't be afraid of the Son of Destruction. Rebel slaves and others would be easily suppressed.

Among many people living not only in the Holmeer country but also in the western part of the continent, they were overwhelmed with such opinions.

But still, there were those who watched the Son of Destruction's movements with strong vigilance.

Its epitome can also be described as Darius, who was honored as Holmeer's best general, and his ally, former Grand Chancellor Pompius.

"Now, what do you think of my son's move to destroy this time?

To Pompius' question, Darius answers instantly.

"It would be a positive move"

Although it dominates the city of Bornis, it is just a regional city. The difference in force from the Holmeer country, also known as the male in the western region, is clear. Trying to defeat a large number of enemies with an oligarchy is a foolish way to fight head-on. You have to poke surprises or attack them from a direction they don't anticipate.

Yet it is the pinnacle of foolishness that moves a few soldiers into this sight, not attacking them, but letting them play in front of the enemy land.

There is no way that Son of Destruction would go to such foolishness.

Darius had good reason to be so sure.

"When he fought me, he already had more than a thousand soldiers. I hear you have just followed the Zoan clans on the plains since then, or you have subordinated a few of the Holmea soldiers who were prisoners. Yet the number of soldiers has not increased"

This time, the scouts reported that the majority of the more than a thousand soldiers led by the Son of Destruction were Zoan and man. Then, at least for the increased number of human beings, the former Fae soldier will have disappeared somewhere.

"By my count, at least five hundred soldiers, mainly Zoan and Dwarf, have disappeared. He's trying to do something with it."

And Pompius was also of the opinion.

"I have no objection either. - But the problem is..."

"Uhm. The question is, how is the destiny of the Son of Destruction, right?

There is no doubt that an army led by the Son of Destruction will keep an eye on it. I know that, but I didn't know the key fate.

"Aren't we still waiting for the Romanian state to move?

"It's not," Darius immediately denied Pompius' opinion. "The aim of the Romanian State is to exhaust us by flashly engaging with the Son of Destruction. If the Romanian State moves at this stage, our country will give priority to slapping Romania over the Son of Destruction. I don't know, Romanian country, son of destruction."

Darius braces himself in front of his chest and puts on his face.

"And there's something I care about."

Now we're just finally having an idle peasant season, and the soldiers are finally getting together. The Son of Destruction, who relies on Zoan for much of his power, must also gather human soldiers if it is to be a showdown with the Holmeer nation. It was supposed to be the same as Holmea that the soldiers would gather out from now on, but I couldn't read the intention that moved without waiting for it.

"If you're positive anyway, it would be more effective to gather more soldiers and do a lot more. And yet, why did you raise your soldiers without waiting for it? I feel like I'm in a hurry to make it to something."

And Pompius is convinced that it will be. But I still don't see why the Son of Destruction would take action until then.

For a while Darius and Pompius discussed various possibilities by poking their foreheads together, but it was hard to conclude.

There came a squire from the mansion to inform the visitors.

"Master Cornelius would like to see you."

Darius wrinkled his eyebrow.

Speaking of Cornelius, he is one of the ten members of the Jeboa Merchant Guild. I didn't know why such a big merchant came all the way out here to see himself in the fall. But I immediately recall that a few years ago I had sent out to Jeboa a letter stabbing the nail to keep away from the Son of Destruction.

But Darius also doesn't originally think that one letter could seal the Son of Destruction's movements. That script, at best, restrained the Son of Destruction, and let him out in the hope that he might blunt his movements.

That's about what the Jeboa merchants will know. Perhaps Darius came to herself with one of the explanations just in case.

With a brief greeting and clarification, that's the story that ends without rotting.

Darius floated more hips than a chair thinking so, but the movement stops perfectly.

…… Cornelius is here?! "

Suddenly, Pompius was surprised, even though the signs coming from Darius had changed.

Before Pompius asked if anything had happened, there was a loud noise of Zugang. Darius' tightly clenched fist was slapped against a heavy table. To its too much sound and impact, Pompius even had the illusion that the earth swayed.

"You mean that! You know what, you son of a bitch of destruction!

Darius leaks a grudge between his critical and often eaten teeth.

"Who, hurry up and let the ushers out! There's an emergency!

"I'm fine, Darius?!"

Pompius rushes to Darius, who suddenly starts to move in a tremendous shape.

"I can read your destructive intentions!

Darius didn't even turn around and told him to throw up.

"The aim of this one is to bring down the prestige of our Holmea to the ground and to break the sword directed at us!

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"My lord. Isn't the road different?

To the words of the knight who serves himself, Baron Cantobias made a tannic surface riding a chariot with two dragon riders standing.

Baron Cantobias is one of the queens with territory on the border of the State of Holmea. And he was on his way to the capital, Holmenia, to gather the men who could fight in the realm in response to this time King Walius' prayer.

Baron Cantobias's territory is far from the King's capital, so he has lagged behind by one or two steps from the other monarchs. Many of the Hordes had already greeted King Walius and heard that they were proceeding to the city of L'Oma, hurrying to the king's capital.

Yet for some reason Baron Cantobias took his horse on the road to the north, even though he had to take the earlier divide south to go straight to the King's Capital.

"... I am aware. Don't say anything."

To your master's bitter words, the knight perceived the circumstances.

It was the other day that a user on an early horseback visited Baron Cantobias on his way to the capital. The knight saw the lion's crest on the letter that the man had given to the baron.

Only the royal family and the great nobility that leads to it are allowed lions on the crest in this Holmeer country. But it is hard to believe that King Walius himself will issue a writ to his lord, who is only a local lord. Then the possibility that it was left...

"My lord, I know how you feel, but please take care of yourself"

The knight dares to complain to his master.

I know that my lord, Baron Cantobias, loved and was intimate with General Darius, who was once more praised as the best general of the Holmeer Country.

But no matter what it used to be, if you get involved with General Darius now, there's not much to be done.

King Walius, who has been neglecting General Darius since he failed to suppress rebel slaves, has been fortunate enough to demote successive generals and ministers close to General Darius or to fly to remote areas. Thanks to this, the centre of the Holmeer country is now bulldozed by those who can also be called anti-Darius, who neglected Darius.

If it were known in that way that he had responded to General Darius' request, there was a risk that things would come down from the good.

But Baron Cantobias can leave while he appreciates his subordinate counsel.

"He was taken care of in the first place. Don't say anything more. - Besides, I just went a little wrong. It's not going to matter."

If my lord tells me so strongly, I can't say any more as a subordinate. I just had to shut up and take the soldiers and follow my lord.

And the request from General Darius wants you to come and see what's going on in a city. That won't be important. That's what I thought.

but is.

Shortly after he changed course, a man stood in front of a soldier led by Baron Cantobias. Displaced or begging, he is a dude dressed in black and dirty. Looks like I was exhausted to see it, and I couldn't help standing up straight. Still, the man was desperately waving his hands and blocking Baron Cantobias's whereabouts.

Immediately the knight breaks a horse between the man and Baron Cantobias and puts it in, and he showers a question from the horse.

"Who are you, my Lord Baron Cantobias and his soldiers?!"

But instead of being frightened, the man sits in front of the horse on which the knight rides and pleads.

"Doh, anyone is fine. Anyway, I need your help. It's an important part of the country."

With the desperate state of the man and the sloppy words he uttered, the knight loses judgement as to how to deal with them, and turns his attention to the master. And Baron Cantobias nodded small. Baron Cantobias also felt something nasty from a man.

"Fine. I am Baron Cantobias. - Who are you?

Then the man began to say outrageous things.

The man is a soldier from the Holmeer country stationed in the city where he is, and he is about to head to the King's Capital to tell him about the importance of the country.

Besides, Baron Cantobias and the knight looked at each other.

It is true that the clothes worn by the man, although muddy, are definitely the clothes of soldiers from the Holmeer country, if you look closely. But it was also surprising to Baron Cantobias and the others because the man - the name of the city that jumped out of the mouth of the soldier - belonged exactly to the city he was about to turn to.

"Yes, what the hell happened?! What is the importance of the country?!"

To Baron Cantobias's inquiry, the soldier spoke intermittently, blocked by a rough breath.

In its content, Baron Cantobias often loses me and becomes confused.

"My lord! That's exactly what matters in the country!

Baron Cantobias acted quickly after returning to me in the voice of the knight. Lower your men from your chariot and take the dragon rider's reins instead.

"I'm headed to King's Capital with a cavalry! You take the infantry and come back later!

Left to the knight, he hastened to the king's capital, where only a few cavalry. And they reached the king's capital, and swung off the guards and guards, and boarded during the sight of King Walius.

"What the hell is all this noise?

King Walius, who was in a good mood even though preparations were steadily under way for a rebel slave crackdown, also frowned just fine.

"Your Majesty, it's important!

But even though King Walius was offended, Baron Cantobias suddenly cut out an errand without greeting him flat.

King Walius slaps his finger on the elbow of the throne with exasperation that the countryman, who knows no manners, does not like it because it is this.

"What's important? Is that all you have to look at without forgiveness?

If it's not a dark matter, King Warius says with intimidation that you can't just do it. Besides, Baron Cantobias let the soldier he had brought on his own shoulder before King Walius after he had nodded only knowingly.

"This is for those who have come even with the news of the fire. - Come on, tell His Majesty."

He was a soldier who looked like he had already exhausted both his fines and his roots, but was nodded by Baron Cantobias, who nevertheless desperately moves his body to lay low to King Walius.

"Your Majesty, it's important! Marben! Marben!

I wonder if I could finally report it, where the soldier coughs hard and interrupts the words.

Even the desperate appearance of such a soldier is hindered by King Walius' eclampsia.

You said you were in a good mood because of it, but you just got watered down there, and you're immediately asked to report such a dirty junior soldier. The voice really mixes with frustration.

"Marben, the Copper Mountain has gone awry!

Speaking of Marben, I'm talking about Marben Copper Mountain in the north of the Holmeer Country. It is one of the leading copper producing mines in the western region and is a major pillar underpinning the finances of the Holmeer State.

If something had happened in that Marben Copper Mountain, Odd would have had a crash in the pit and many casualties in the miner's subhuman slaves.

King Walius was coming to Taka like that.

In the absence of miners for the crash of the pit, the amount of copper mined falls below schedule. In that case, a review of national finances must be sought. In order to hasten the restoration of the mine, and also in the hunt for displaced persons, we will have to gather people's feet or buy in slaves.

What a hassle, King Walius sighed in his chest.

But things were much worse than King Walius expected.

"… We have fallen"

I don't understand the meaning of the words narrowed out by soldiers with a faint voice, and King Walius says, "What?" She looked surprised.

Besides, the soldier squeezes his strength again and raises his voice.

"Suddenly, Marben Copper Mountain fell by the Zoan and Dwarves who raided us!

From King Walius's hand, a scepter made a noise and fell to the floor.