Hakai no Miko

"V, Vritas said he flipped the anti-flag...?!"

The soldier, who brought in the reward, nodded greatly to King Walius's inquiry, which was becoming half-hearted.

"It's my pleasure. His Royal Highness, Brother Wang, says King Walius, who cannot suppress every rebel slave, has no credentials to reign, and on His Majesty's behalf he himself is the rightful King of Holmea. King Dordea of the Romanian nation has issued a great army in the name of endorsing this and helping His Highness Vritas!

There was a beat when King Walius understood what the soldiers had said.

And King Walius screams as soon as he understands.

"That pig!"

A pig, I thought it was a pig, but I never thought it would be so shallow and stupid.

But I can't imagine that cowardly, incompetent and entertaining Vritas would seek to seize the throne of his own free will. I guess Romanian or someone who goes along with it turned Vritas over to the edge, gathered gestures, and mounted a counter-flag calculation.

King Walius curses in his chest that stupid pig who eats at bait hung from his nose without even realizing it.

Even if he could take office with the help of Romanian king Dordea, it would be nothing more than a Romanian puppet regime. Immediately for some reason it is decided that those who have received Romanian will be removed from office and then put into power. In that case, not far away, Holmea's name will disappear from the earth.

King Walius was furious, wondering to what extent.

"That's not all, Your Majesty"

In addition, the conductor reports.

"Sir Rustiatos and Sir Legnasis of the East have expressed their support for the reign of His Highness Vritas, one after the other to His Highness Vritas. The upset in the East over this is enormous, and the other Hordes are in a situation where they don't know which way to fall!

Some of the eastern marquises bordering the Romanian State and the Great River have long passed through the Romanian State.

But it is also one of the lords' hearts and minds to defend their own territory when it comes to having trouble. Besides, if you whine about it, you'll instead buy the lords' disgust. So, so far, I've been silent, but at last, that's what's real.

King Walius regretted stepping on waste that he was going to keep the heads of such lords, but it was too late.

And with every day we follow, things get even more serious.

And it came to pass after that day that the rewards that were brought to the royal palace one after the other followed a path of aggravation.

"The Vritas rebels and the Romanian army across the wrapley, as it were, went south and raided the Masarca Gateway Fort. The battle of the soldiers vanished and Fort Guanmen fell. The fort of Roylops has also fallen again. Now the Romanian army is once again forming a large fleet to begin crossing the river"

"Both 20,000 and 30,000 Romanian troops have invaded our country. The Border Marquises alone are no longer in our hands!

"There have also been reports that cities and villages ruled by border lords have already been invaded by Romanian troops"

To the Romanian army, which attacked with an overwhelming number of soldiers, many of the eastern marquis, who saw no enemies (I wonder), offered their compliments to King Dordea, but King Dordea did not acknowledge it except for the lords who had once passed through more goodwill, who invaded the territory of such lords one after another, doing all they could to plunder and abuse them.

Even though it would be quicker to accept the Eastern Hordes' eunuchs, King Dordea is attacking it without acking it, in order to admit the plunder to the soldiers who have made it endure, and to clear its depression.

But more than that, King Dordea was trying to make the eastern part of the Holmeer country entirely Romanian.

The land that attacked and destroyed the Lords was to be given and governed as a grace to the featured generals, and even to recruit Romanian settlers to be Romanian lands, both in fame and in fame.

In an attempt to escape these barbarities of the Romanian National Army, the people say they are fleeing in line for the king's capital, Holmenia.

But that's how there were the hyenas waiting for the wretched sheep trying to escape the swarm of hungry wolves.

outlaws such as burglars and bandits.

They had been raiding, robbing hardware and capturing women and children when they found refugees during the day. Originally, the lords protecting the people from such outlaws were unable to move before the Romanian threat, and some of them even said that the lords themselves were robbing the people of gold.

Exactly, the Holmeer nation was in a mess.

In the royal palace, where such news reaches like a day in a row, King Walius' tall voice causing eclampsia was constantly being heard.

It was a letter from Vritas that was delivered to that place.

There, he was followed by every poetic expression of how his brother, Walius, was a tyrannical, incompetent and foolish king.

On top of that, retreat honestly from the throne and cede King Holmeer to yourself. If that is unacceptable, lead the army like a king to defeat yourself. If you're a coward who can't even do that, I'll burn every king's capital that's standing in a cage, and I'll line it up with a round roast pork to serve for my feast of reign.

It was full of such provocation.

And that's exactly what happens when you throw a fire into a boiling oil.

"You pigs, you pigs, you pigs!"

The princes and the chief ministers secretly frowned upon the figure of King Walius, who pulled the script from Vritas in thousands and stepped on it as much as he stomped on the estate waste.

No matter how outraged, it is not the king's business.

In that, it's like a noisy monkey.

The hearted slipped their gaze gently.

But even those who did, the words of the next king Walius could not be ignored.

"After that, you can lead the soldiers and take over that pig and Dordea!

The ministers and the marquis who were there raised their voices without screaming.

In this national calamity, it is only natural that the King himself should lead the army. Unless, however, King Walius at the time was a king far from the battle and had no experience of leading a great army. In an army commanded by a king who has never led a great army and naturally has no experience in large-scale battles, neither can he win a battle he can win.

The hasty lords and chief ministers flatter King Walius with their mouths.

"Your Majesty, have mercy! You must not ride the provocation!

"I'll think of you left too! It's troublesome to be caged in the king's capital and provoking His Majesty!

But King Walius called those people, "Shut up!" and drink one drink.

"Are you telling me to stand by and watch my brother and Romanian outrage in the king's capital?! If I do that, I will go down to Romanian with all the love I have left to watch things happen!

The words of King Walius are good, too. We can't just leave Romanias invading like this.

"Then why not leave the Romanian defeated army with one of the generals, and His Majesty awaits the reward of victory in Tata Young and Wang Capital?

Then and the alternatives offered by one of the heavy ministers, King Walius also trumps down the next word.

"So who's going to keep that army?!"

The generals who were there lay face down.

The Romanian army that has invaded is heard to be more than 20,000 large armies. But now that we have lost a great deal to the rebel slave crusade in the west, gathering the remaining troops of the Nation and the Horsemen will not reach very much 10,000.

I didn't have the confidence to lead just that many armies and fight the Romanian army to win.

King Walius makes a face, "Have you seen it?" even though no one gives a name.

"There will be no one there. Then there's nothing left! If the rest of you are ahead of the line, let the soldiers get excited! If you do, you will be a thousand brave men on one horse until you are a soldier, and you will surely kick the Romanian cattle!

Some found hope in the words of King Walius.

But those who know more or less the battle will look bitter if they win the battle with such spiritualism that no one will struggle.

In front of those, King Walius had made his face bright red, he had spit and cursed King Vritus and King Dordea with filth, and he had twitched about how the soldiers he led would kick them.

The figure reminds me of the sight of a rebel slave when he fell when he took away copper.

Stay put, fall like one day.

It was never spoken of, but a few of the heavy ministers and the marquis thought so in their hearts.

But happiness or unhappiness, King Walius proclaims exaltedly that he will hold on without graduation.

"This is the life of King Holmeer! Form an army immediately and intercept the Romanian army!