Hakai no Miko

Suddenly the entire festival was annoyed by the words of the Ethereal Horse that he would prescribe a new position.

It is just before I finally wear the crown. Those who stayed with this statement of the Ethereal Horse when they came to the point where expectations of the moment, which should also be the culmination of the ceremony, and the interest in who would take on the major role, felt like eating a shoulder blush.

On the contrary, however, it is precisely at this time. I'm sure that's an important role that also involves wearing the crown to the Ethereal Horse. The curiosity and interest of the participants who came to think of it increased more than earlier.

While gathering the gaze of these men, the Ethereal Horse speaks clearly so as to separate word for word.

"The title is Wong Sa."

It is a title no one has ever heard of. The blurring leaked from among the attendees.

That would also be natural. Because this title of King Saddle was created rapidly because of the only hope of the Ethereal Horse.

Ethereal horses speak slowly as they gather the gaze of curiosity of the attendees.

"A king is, as his name suggests, a position of assistant to the king. But I will not put a single soldier or a single official under the king. without any power attached. It is only a position to assist the king with one of his own."

Plus, I blurted.

It is only natural that His Highness should help the King. Since we are going out of our way on this occasion to announce the creation of a new position that takes such a supreme course as a job, I wonder how much power will be attached to it, and he says it is not.

The participants were puzzled by what this was all about.

To such a participant, the Ethereal Horse goes on to say:

"And in order for the King to carry out his duties, I shall grant the King the following rights"

So the Ethereal Horse dares say the following words after a beat.

"The King has the right to see the King at any time. There must be no one in this way."

Plus the twist went up.

Normally, if we try to meet the king, even if he is under his ministry, we must first seek forgiveness for the sight. Even in an emergency, we ask you how you are feeling through your squire, get forgiveness, and then we finally allow you to worship.

Even at the Ethereal Horse, which is simplifying such cumbersome procedures, the woman chief Eladia first asks why she wants to see them, and the procedure is followed to such an extent as to determine whether there is an urgency. Even that is unusual compared to other countries, but I am surprised because I am free to go and see the king without even gaining the king's own understanding.

Plus the pale horse startles everyone.

"The King has the right to interact directly with the King whenever and at any time. There must be no one in this way."

To this, the twist rose again.

In other countries, it is considered disrespectful to engage in direct dialogue with the King if he is not also a high noble or heavy minister. This also makes sense to prevent the king, who is an absolute power, from undermining his authority with his silence, even if there was a king in front of him, it was customary for him to ask questions, once and for all, via a squire or a prime minister, if he had a lower identity or status.

Even at the Ethereal Horse, he is in shape as a powerful man by purposefully telling him that he will allow direct answers when receiving complaints from the people.

That being said, instead of being allowed a direct answer if you receive what you have put into the mouth of the Ethereal Horse, you may speak freely - which means that you are in a position to surpass the nobles and ministers of high rank.

Besides, this is not all the king's right to surprise everyone.

"The King has the right to go to the King whenever and wherever he may be. There must be no one in this way."

Again, this is amazing.

If this is as the word goes, you will have free access to all the rear houses in other countries where no one but royalty is allowed to enter, or even to the king's bedroom, where even royalty cannot easily step in. It was more than a princess or queen.

The attendees were amazed by the numerous rights of the King so far mentioned, but even that was trivial, I think in the words of the next Ethereal Horse.

"The king has the right to overthrow the king whenever and whenever he wants. And no one should blame it."

Everyone who was there was surprised and doubted their ears first.

Then I doubt the sanity of the Ethereal Horse.

Throwing - i.e. beating.

He made it clear that even if his subjects were to be beaten by kings, they should not be blamed for it.

Besides, that's not the end of what the Ethereal Horse says.

"The king has the right to kick the king's ass whenever and whenever he wants. And no one shall punish it."

Following the throw, we will now kick it away.

Those who were there no longer forgot me by surprise. Gentlemen and ladies representing the western realm, dignitaries and celebrities and their wives from all over the country, are just about to open their eyes to the limit, opening their mouths gently and staring. That was just an unprecedented sight.

Towards such people, the Ethereal Horse will further give the King the right to scold the King, to mock the King, to conjure the King, to follow the King, to snore the King, to take away the King's snack, and so on.

Having thus finished speaking of the rights of a single royal saint, the Ethereal Horse pointed the crown toward the attendees, who still stared at themselves with a frightened face.

"What does everyone think of this crown?

The attendees finally returned to me in an inquiry directed at them.

But the crown is the crown. Nothing else. I'm confused again, not knowing what kind of answer I'm looking for there, what the question of the Ethereal Horse means.

Before such people, the Ethereal Horse tells them that they are prodigal.

"For example, would it be a symbol of the chosen one of God? For example, would it be the mark of an absolute ruler? For example, would it be a testament to immense power and immense wealth? No -"

So the Ethereal Horse turned his face to the crown.

"To me, this just seems to weigh brilliantly"

The Ethereal Horse turns again to the participants.

"A king is a country. It is a being that bears everything in the country. Neither the immense power conferred nor the immense wealth is all but the first (razor) conferred to strengthen and enrich the country. A king is one who devotes himself to the cause of his kingdom with his provisional power. And the crown is only the weight that gives the man the throne, and makes him shoulder his responsibilities,"

The Ethereal Horse, who said it all at once, laughed at himself there.

"I initially rejected it when I was advised by my surroundings to be king"

The attendees went out of their way.

If you are a young and ambitious man, it is a time when everyone dreams of the Lord of every castle in every country. It was in there and my surroundings asked me to be king, and rejecting it was unusual.

"Then one of the two women told me, 'Go without balls'"

Princess Wallina, who was in the corner of the festival bothered by the baseless words that did not resemble the ceremony of reign that came out of the mouth of the Ethereal Horse, turned bright red in her face, and Shemr, who had refrained next to the Ethereal Horse, was slightly humbled.

"Damn, they poked me where it hurts"

With that said, there was a favorable grin on the face of the Ethereal Horse.

Then the Ethereal Horse speaks to the attendees.

"There has never been a word so clearly expressing my position. People sometimes called me a commander, a mentor, or sometimes a liberator or hero. But those are me, not me. I'm not something, and that's why I could be anything"

Whoever is on the spot is confused by the rhetoric of the Ethereal Horse as if it were a mystery. To them the pale horse preaches gently.

"Status and office entail duties and responsibilities which, together with power, are only worthy of it. If you are a chief, for example, you have the duty and responsibility to lead the clan as well as make the future of the clan better. For example, if you are a general, you have the duty and responsibility to follow the soldiers, win the battle, and bring them back to life. And if he is a hero, he will gain the support of the people, as well as the duty and responsibility to devote himself to the peace of the people.

None of that, however, obliged and responsible me to do so. I could always throw everything away and just be someone. With their mouths, they kept their promise to create their own country and said they would live up to their responsibilities, leaving them a solid escape route.

That's why I was refusing it when I was advised from all around to be king "

So the pale horse cut off his words once, to be ashamed. And then squeeze your lips firmly just for a moment, then mouth the next word.

"Even so, I misled with the clean fact that I could not betray the many who had sacrificed it so far. I've been deluded!

The Ethereal Horse cried out in the shape of a sinner expressing remorse before God.

"But what those who sacrificed wanted was for me not to be king? Is it betrayal that makes me king?

The Ethereal Horse waves her neck wide aside.

"No, it's not. All they wanted was to make our country! It's about creating a country where everyone is allowed to live equally! Then betrayal against them is not my cowardice itself, which prevents me from creating a country for fear of the duties and responsibilities to bear!

So when the pale horse dropped his shoulder, he sighed.

"Damn, I was a hell of a ballless bastard."

The whole festival quieted down.

The Ethereal Horse smiles bitterly at the people who shut their mouths and gaze at themselves.

"I was pointed out and I had no words to give back -"

The Ethereal Horse shrugs the shoulder he was dropping.

"- So I decided to reopen it for you"

Turning away from how serious it was, the Ethereal Horse speaks to the crowd with a prank kid mesmerized grin and tone.

"It would be good. If you want me to be that much, I'll be king. But I'm the only one who can push all the duties and responsibilities. Anyway, I'll get you all involved. Refusal or resignation is not allowed. Because we're all the ones who made me king of reluctance."

So the Ethereal Horse waves his arms wide and sideways to deny what he has said.

"No! It's a mistake in itself to try to bear one of me in the first place! What we are trying to make is a country where all can live on an equal footing. If so, that is not something that one of me should create and give to everyone! Everyone should grab it with their hands!

The Ethereal Horse fisted and gripped in the right hand raised in front of him, as if to grab something.

"And the first victim to get caught up in me is the king!

Then the pale horse turned his harsh expression into a gentle grin.

"Also, the king is also a commander. A commandment for me to be intoxicated by myself using immense power and immense financial means and not to assume myself as a monster in the name of a king. He who treats me not as a king, but as just a man, and sometimes scolds me, and admonishes me that I am not a monster, such as a king, but just a man"

So the Ethereal Horse turned to Shemr, who had refrained next to himself.

"Fagle Garguz Shemr"

As soon as the Ethereal Horse called his name, he made a buzzing noise and Shemr had his whole body hair upside down.

"I know, the most loving. The one I trust most. My first minister. My half..."

The Ethereal Horse reached out to Shemr

"You are my king."

The Ethereal Horse smiles at Shemr.

"My lord. Always help me. Always see what I do. And always with me, that."

Shemr's eyes moisten in tears. Then, it cut the weir of the eyelid (eyelid) in the blink of an eye (again) and wet the hair on the cheek as tears of the eyelid (bovine).

Without even trying to wipe it off, Shemr takes a knee in front of the Ethereal Horse and presses his extended hand with both hands.

"It's soma! My lord! You're under my umbilical cord! I, the Zoan Twelve, have one (Fang Family) Garguz, my daughter Shemr, pledge once and for all now to give this soul, heart and flesh to my" You Under the Umbilical "Xaki Soma, with the honor of her fathers and my pride!

Shemr then lured the hand of the pressed pale horse into his own throat.

The act of letting your hands rest without defense for Zoan means that it is good to set this neck free, an act that shows a subordinate relationship that will not be covered.

The pale horse often contacted (from) Shemr's noodle hair at his fingertips, combed (su) with his fingers, and then removed his hand.

And commands Shemr to "stand" in a whisper.

"Well. Shemr. I give you my first duties as king. Put the crown on me."

Then the Ethereal Horse declares with a high voice toward the participants.

"It is not a seven-pillar god, let alone Aura, who recognizes me as king. It was you who recognized me as king. It is you who make me king. [M] Then you should be wearing this crown! It should be you people!

With that said, now the Ethereal Horse knelt one knee in front of Shemr and drowned his head.

When Shemr receives the crown from the Elf woman, she gently puts it on the head of the Ethereal Horse.

The Ethereal Horse, thus wearing the crown, rose slowly.

And often Ethereal Horse and Shemr stare silently at each other.

Then the Ethereal Horse slowly exhaled as he exhaled the boiling heat from the depths of his own chest, turning to the participants who killed his breath and watched over themselves.

Along with it, an elf woman pronounces herself to scream.

"Praise be to you! Now here Master Soma was king!

A cheer and applause arose at the festival.

Shemr calls on the pale horse, waving his right hand left and right, who raised it small enough to meet it, whispering as if it were just him.

"Hey, Soma."

The Ethereal Horse threw a grin at the attendees, "What?" he asked briefly. Besides, Shemr says with a slight wrinkle on his face.

"Giving me that right is like I'm always beating, kicking and messing with you"

The Ethereal Horse burst out small and laughed at the tone of Shemr, who was just saying, how heartfelt.

"But you're in trouble without it, aren't you?

Besides, Shemr gets stuck in words for a moment.

"No, it's always your fault..."

Shemr, who hastily tried to defend herself, but shut her mouth in haste to the voice of the Elves' officers "quietly" silencing the festival.

This brings the reign ritual to an end, but the founding ritual will follow.

Where the festival is quiet, the pale horse opens his mouth.

"Now, with everyone's approval, I am king here!

With a hint of silent enthusiasm on the part of those who had previously followed themselves, who were participating in this occasion, the Ethereal Horse makes it clear that every word is separated.

"In my name, who has become king, I hereby proclaim the founding of a new nation!

When the Ethereal Horse breathes softly and heavily, he spews it all out in words.

"And the name of the new country is Eldor!

The grunt of "Eldore," which the attendees spoutingly leaked to confirm their pronunciation, was deliberate on the unfamiliar word.

In it, the pale horse turns to Eladia.

"In ancient language, you mean 'child', right?

To the question of the Ethereal Horse, Eladia answers with an elegant grace.

"It's my pleasure. However, if you pronounce the ancient language exactly like His Majesty Soma, you can't tell the difference. So it's just a similar sound, but let's be Eldor."

The Ethereal Horse nods one big nod to Eladia's explanation before turning his face to the attendees again.

"This country is nothing but a newborn child. But one day it is a country that will grow bigger than us. It is a country that will inherit our will. It is a country that will move ahead of us."

And the Ethereal Horse speaks out with stiff determination and burning enthusiasm.

"Why don't we all raise this newborn child together!

That's when the biggest cheer went up today.

And those who obey the pale horse shall now have their throats swallowed, and they shall raise up their voices of joy, and they shall be crushed. And the dignitaries of the countries that had been invited strike the applause of blessings as they were pushed by the cheers around them, without a good understanding of the meaning of the words of the Ethereal Horse either.

Princess Piata, dressed as a samurai, was at war in a hall swirling with such joy and cheer.

"Is this the Son of Destruction? Is that the Son of Destruction? Is he my enemy to defeat...!

And Cesar, king of Barzibor, who names the Marquis of Chez, leaked a crunch and a laugh.

"Son of Destruction. Does he understand the meaning of the words he speaks? Of all those who are here, how well do you understand the meaning of your words?

King Cesar laughs once again.

"It's a declaration of war. Now you've declared war on everything in this world, haven't you?

King Cesar hoisted both ends of his lips with an inhuman grin as if it were a snake.

"I still have to teach you. The ruthlessness of this world. The horror of this world. I'll tell you what. Son of Destruction."

In unstoppable applause and cheer, the two fierce beasts renewed their hostility to the Ethereal Horse.

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This was the founding of the great power Eldor, also known as legend, in future generations.

But who could have imagined at this time?

That this little country that was a child would grow up to be a terrible giant trampling and ravaging the entire continent.