Hakai no Miko

Joash, who took on a messenger to the Northern Marquis, later held a meeting with the Ethereal Horse. It boiled down the conditions to be presented to the Northern Marquis and what would be the material for the negotiations.

After that, Joash, who had finally resigned from his pale horse's place, called out to Tutu on the way down to the castle.

"Now, how do you feel about the Son of Destruction that you finally saw in person?

Shaken by the vibrations of the hand-pushed car pushed by Damia, Toto often closed his eyes and thought of earlier contacts. Then I say pompous.

"... you're falling short of expectations"

A foolish system of identity that distinguishes between those who are born to abuse and those who are abused, those who exploit and those who are exploited. Overshadow and crush what should also be called the order of this society.

What Tutu expected from the Ethereal Horse was the appearance of those who sought to make such their own dreams a reality.

"He's not who I expected him to be"

If you look at what the Son of Destruction is doing and the consequences, there is no great difference from your dreams.

But Tutu was uncomfortable with the words and deeds of the Son of Destruction.

You should be looking at something completely familiar and telling the same thing. Yet I feel like I'm hanging somewhere else.

That's never what I expected.

Tutu is so sure.

And at the same time, I was intuitive.

"But it's more than I expected."

Tutu said with even a lot of fear.

The Son of Destruction gave us a light promise that he would deliver the bitches himself.

But a slut is a being that is placed at the bottom of the identity system and supports it. It stands above the identity system and is situated opposite the royalty that governs it.

Abolishing that bitch and giving her the same rights as the others is about overthrowing the identity system and destroying it by the time it is completely skinless, just like abolishing privileged classes such as the royal marquis nobility.

In addition, unlike when abolishing the royal marquis nobility, grievances would also rise from many of the inhabitants if the bitches, who had previously been lower than themselves, were to have the same rights as themselves. The Ethereal Horse first said it would create a form that would make the bitches pay taxes and alleviate those grievances, but that's almost water on the burning stone. A great deal of dissatisfaction necessarily erupts.

And that's like breaking a leg for the Son of Destruction, who has the inhabitants as his own support base.

Taking that into account, it would be several times more difficult than abolishing some privileged classes such as the royal marquis so far.

But the Son of Destruction gave his full consent.

As if that's the norm.

Toe says, shaking his body all the time.

"You used to call him Sea Devil."

Once Joash likened the Ethereal Horse to the Sea Devil.

The numerous feats and innovations carried out by the Ethereal Horse are also only one of the tentacles protruding from the sea. There will be more huge and heterogeneous beings hidden beneath the sea level, Joash said at that time.

"Now I nod greatly to that word, too"

Tutu acknowledged Joash's words then.

The overthrow of the Crown and the destruction of the identity system.

A petition that I tried to fulfill, even at the expense of my arms, which I should also call life, feeding on anger and hatred.

That's what I'm talking about. If you take it for the Son of Destruction, even that was just a passing point - no, it was only one of the means by which the Son of Destruction, together, could achieve its true purpose.

"That's definitely a sea demon. People and ships drag everything into the darkness beneath the sea, a terrible sea demon."

Tutu affirmed so with fear.

To such a toe, Joash asks with his eyes gleaming like a prank.

"Well, why don't you stop taking it in? I'm telling you, I'm not giving you back the brokerage fee you got, am I?

To Joash, who asks you the answer, Tutu smiles back.

For the Son of Destruction, be it only a crossing point or a means, and if your purpose is to be fulfilled, you no longer have any choice but to be dragged into the toe.

"I'll continue to ask you to mediate. You have to stay close and get to know him better to identify him."

To Toe's answer, Joash opens his arms and raises his voice.

"Yo ho! Otherwise I'll be in trouble. I knew you'd be criticized, so I introduced you to him!

Joash introduced Tutu because he thought he would help the Ethereal Horse.

The forces of the Ethereal Horse today, in addition to the force of the Gallums, also combine the power of sentences such as Michena and Solon, to look exactly like a full formation.

But what Joash saw was that there was a greater lack of power in the forces of the Ethereal Horse in partitioning the country's government (that is, every single thing) than this.

It's the power behind it.

A country's politics is by no means clean and white. Not only do you need honor and battlefield medals, but you also need the power behind things that can't be seen on the surface sometimes.

Especially now in the western realm, in the middle of an era of war. In this age where the winner devours the flesh of the loser, he will not even defend his country's rights if he does not do it by any means.

The interior of other countries is comparable to a hundred pieces of gold, a swing of poison blades beats a million soldiers, and even the great powers that saw the rumors circulated can shake.

An innocent white king who doesn't know it falls on his own poison blade, and a king who tries to solve everything in battle loses many generals and destroys his country.

At first glance, the Ethereal Horse seems to be an innocent white person who shunks the power behind such a thing.

But even if we liberate some of the Holmeer State soldiers who were prisoners, give them money and see where they were spending it instead of the secret detectives, Aoi Horse himself is not a human being trying to solve everything only by winning or losing on the battlefield. Rather, Joash and the humans of nature were analyzing the triumph over the number of manoeuvres.

But so far there is no one under the Ethereal Horse who can wield the power behind them.

Understanding the importance and dangers of the power behind the Ethereal Horse is also about Eladia, the chief woman at best. But even its eladia, its power only belongs to a limited battlefield: the court.

Joash says, diving his voice to cover his surroundings.

"Recently, the madman of painting seems to be obsessed with Master Soma."

When Joash refers to painting madness, he refers to César, king of Baljibor. He was a young king of reputation with the Dark One, who in the public is immersed in painting, not too much national politics.

But the truth is, as commander-in-chief of Root, the largest intelligence organization in the West Side, he's a dangerous figure rooting underground throughout the West Side.

Eladia was also able to lay the iron wall defenses to eliminate the "roots" intermediate because so far there had been a limited number of people around the Ethereal Horse in the city of Bornice. However, the taking in of the Holmeer country has also increased the number of people around the Ethereal Horse, for which Eradia's defense of the Iron Wall is also shaken.

And it was there that the "roots" who aimed and received King Cesar's orders were moving vigorously on an unprecedented scale.

Naturally, that trend of King Cesar was also known to Tutu.

"Apart from painting, painting madness that didn't show an obsession with anything is rare."

To Tutu's opinion, Joash nods small and gives his consent.

"I don't know what that painting madman, Jen, thought and changed his purpose. But the future of the West Side should necessarily be dominated by Master Soma. I also have trouble with that center falling so easily. That's exactly what you asked me to do when I raised the sail and the wind blew."

Joash uttered a Jeboa adage that had a similar meaning to "Ships on the Crossing".

"Anyway, you're the only one who can fight the roots in the West End."

Plus Toe shakes his head small.

"That's a buy. No matter how much we do, we can't beat the biggest organization in the West Side."

"Yo ho! I don't think this is the word of" the one who fell to the ground "!

Toe-toe the raised Joash narrowed the detail even more and stared kickingly. Plus, Joash says, "This is rude," an apology he doesn't even have in mind.

"But at least if it's limited to the vicinity of the king's capital, Holmenia, you'll have a lot of ground to gain, right? Besides, if you guys had the kind of knowledge and skill you haven't had before, I'm sure Master Soma would have decided to do something extraordinary again!

The accumulated knowledge of the Ethereal Horse and, above all, not tied to the common sense of this world, its idea.

They were immeasurable, even with Joash. If only we gave the means by which we could realize that knowledge and idea, the Ethereal Horse would produce one extraordinary thing after another.

And a toe with power that has never been at the Ethereal Horse should undoubtedly be one of its means.

If you take it to Joash, where Ethereal Horse is your biggest customer, it will be in your own interest for Ethereal Horse's forces to gain greater weight and weight.

That's why I introduced Toe until I couldn't do this much more.

"But isn't that a failure?

To Joash, who was in a good mood, Tutu questioned.

In its original toe plan, it intended to obtain a safeguard of its own rights at the cost of engaging in the work behind it.

That's why he smelled like he was secretly engaging in illegal activities called "doing anything to live." But what the Son of Destruction has shown is not interest, but mercy.

I don't know if you pretended to be unfamiliar even though you noticed it, or if you really didn't notice it at all.

But all of a sudden he pounced over the restoration of the bitches without asking for any price from the Ethereal Horse.

Too baffled by this.

If you look only at the results, the full response to this request. Moreover, it has been a great success because it has been pro bono.

But Tutu hasn't lived a sweet life enough to accept it as all hail.

There is nothing more untrue than gratuitous favors. It's the same ease I gave, and I think I might be able to take that away. That is the thought of those who walk in the backstreets beyond the reach of the sun.

Instead, I could have felt safer being guaranteed reinstatement instead of undertaking the back job as planned if I tried to toe it. At least because their rights will be protected as long as they continue to do such work.

But after that, it was hard to say from myself, "Well, thank you, I'll take care of the back job."

If the words of the Ethereal Horse were really from just a favor, it could be counterproductive if we suggested we do the back job at that price. Because what was a favor from pity could instead turn into vigilance from the perception of a group with dangerous powers, and the safeguarding of rights could be directed towards further persecution.

Toe stares sideways at Joash for trying to stop him from trying to extract the kind of qualities he manages to entrust the back job from the Ethereal Horse. Then, Joash tries to shrug his shoulder a little.

"There's nothing wrong with that. It was a little unexpected, but it's never bad. Let's just try to remember your face this time. Instead, if it had suddenly been reused there, it would have been easier."

And then Tutu said, "Why?" To ask, "Joash returns with a bitter smile.

"Near the Son of Destruction, there are those behind you warned to approach."

In Joash's words, Tutu thinks of the elf face of a monstrous beauty.

"I see. I don't want to turn that man against the enemy either."

That Elf's Chief of Staff doesn't miss out on anything that would even be a handicap to her master. Not to mention the one behind it that leads to the assassination of the Ethereal Horse who is most concerned. Whatever it is or whoever it is, it will thoroughly slap, crush and relentlessly try to eliminate it.

Needless to say, if all of a sudden someone behind you, like a toe, enters the perimeter of a pale horse that such a chief of state holds, what will happen to the result?

"Don't you think? Rather than rushing to get the word of the Son of Destruction, this place would be a good place to start from where you get the word of that one"

Tutu nods and agrees with Joash that we should start where we get into Eladia.

"Sure, you're right. - So now should I come and say hello to the chief lady?

In the name of apologizing for your disrespect earlier, you will soon be able to meet Eladia.

Joash shook his neck sideways to the toe he was thinking about that.

"That's not necessary."

To Joash's answer, Tutu said, "Why?" I turned to him. And Joash answers confidently.

"Already, I haven't said enough greetings to him."

"Whoa," Joash lowered his voice as he said and turned his attention to his own whereabouts. And when Tutu followed his gaze, there was an elf woman waiting for her.

"Dear Joash, may I?

When the elf woman gracefully saluted her, she called out to Joash.

"There is a message from our chief lady that we would very much like to receive an invitation to hold a private tea party to encourage Joash, who will now head north. - And."

So the elf woman turns her eyes to the toe.

"If you don't mind, your friends are with you," he said.

Now the Ethereal Horse had enough power to destroy the State of Holmea and even the Romanian State could leave. It is no longer difficult to defeat such a pale horse by force.

Only then will those hostile to the Ethereal Horse necessarily take into account the means of assassination.

For Eladia, who tried to protect the Ethereal Horse from such assassinations, what she most wanted was knowledge to prevent assassinations.

And it is those who are good at assassinating - namely the assassins themselves - who know best the means of such assassinations.

Joash raised his voice with an exaggerated hand gesture toward the elf woman.

"Yo-ho! That's a very happy invitation. - You're good too, aren't you?

The second half of the word is directed toward the toe.

Naturally, Tutu also agreed to a tea party invitation.