Hakai no Miko

"Soma! Where do you want to run?!"

Shemr's anger echoed in Eldor's Royal Palace.

It is a summons of kings who are supposed to be absolutely powerful. In other countries, he frowned that it was disrespectful, and sometimes the Kingsguards rushed out with their weapons to seize him as a crime of disrespect.

But this Eldore Royal Palace is a little different from the others.

All the people of the court did was smile and smile, "Oh, man, again". Besides, it doesn't include anything negative there. Rather, what is there is a favorable sentiment.

By then, there had been some disturbances.

With the reign of the Ethereal Horse, Shemr was granted various privileges as King Sa, but initially she was only gracefully refraining beside the Ethereal Horse as well.

To this many wondered that it was only a privilege of fame.

But it was only for a few days, too.

Eldore, who had just been founded, had a pile of problems and challenges. The Ethereal Horse was extremely busy day and night after day, meeting with dignitaries inside and outside the country and discussing the solution of the problem with the chief ministers in order to settle such various cases. It was when those things lasted for several days, and the rooted Ethereal Horse was finally sneering neatly as he sat on the throne.

The loud noise of meeting the meat with Bassin burst into sight.

And it came to pass, when they saw that the companions had heard something, that there was a pale horse with his face in pain, and a shemr stretching out his right hand, which he thought was stretched out his back.

"Stretch your spine and get it right! Silly!"

To the sound and fury of the relentless tension, a guard who was a man of the Holmeer kingdom, wondering if he was treason to the king, tried to put up his weapon in a killing mood.

But the elf women and guards, who had served the Ethereal Horse since the beginning, are not surprised that they just look frightened. In the eyes of the guards, bewildered by what was wrong with it, the pale horse, when his hand was lifted up, was angry, and he shewed it.

"Nice, a little bit."

But Shemr doesn't condone it.

"If it wasn't in public, I wouldn't say it anyway either. But now I am in front of those who call you king. Then you, as one who stands above them, must always continue to boast about it!

"... Okay, I get it"

And when he said so, the pale horse, reluctantly, set up his dwelling on the throne.

And those things continued ever since.

Shemr kicked up his ass if he wanted to show his attitude that the Ethereal Horse was full, scolded him if he wanted to make a weak noise, and grabbed his root and brought him back if he wanted to escape somewhere.

Instead of punishing Shemru like that, but rather the appearance of the Ethereal Horse to avoid damaging your mood, how long has the air been created to insult the Ethereal Horse among those from the former Holmeer Country.

It is about one day.

When the men of the three former kingdoms, who were totally insulting the Ethereal Horse, were seeing each other, they made a slight remark in front of Shemr.

Then Shemr, who, as usual, had silently refrained beside the Ethereal Horse, immediately said:

"All right, I'll sign you up for a duel."

The men of the ex-husband were surprised by this.

Regardless of whether you pay attention or reprimand for disrespect to the King, suddenly it is a duel - an exchange of life. Even if it is disrespectful, it is also out of common sense to jump over three or four steps that must be taken and take them to the exchange of life at once. It was just outrageous.

"I don't think it's very sane."

Shemr nodded, "Is that true, too," before the men of the former clans, who couldn't afford to fix the surprise too much and speak as honestly as they wished.

It was also during the bundle that the men thought that Shemr would pull back. Shemru said something even more outrageous.

"Let's do this, then. First, I'll duel with you. Next, you. You're the last one. One at a time, in order, it won't be a problem."

Apparently they suspected it was insane to duel with the three of them at the same time. Shemr set the order for a duel in plain sight. On the contrary, he lowered his head deeply to show it to the men made second and third.

"If I lose and lose my life in an earlier duel, I will no longer be able to fulfill the promise of this duel. At that time, please forgive me."

The three men were taken aback by this.

No matter how much in order, it doesn't seem sane in itself to suddenly apply for a duel to the three of us. Shemr, who was so told, looked so heartily strange that even humans could see it, said:

"It doesn't seem sane to me if you can keep your mouth shut by insulting my lord in front of me."

Without any feelings, the men were once again flabbergasted by Shemr, who just said it was very obvious.

The Ethereal Horse laughed small and then said to Shemr, "I'm glad you're angry for me, but no duel." Then he said to the men:

"I apologize for any misunderstandings you may have made. But I want you to understand. Because she's like this, I recognize her as a king and give her all sorts of privileges over me."

To this, the men said they apologized to the Ethereal Horse and Shemr with a flat-headed head.

Since then, fewer people have frowned at Shemr's deeds to the Ethereal Horse. On the contrary, more recently, those who had difficulty directly disputing the king, the Ethereal Horse, had come to ascend to the Ethereal Horse via Shemr.

"Soma, I heard that the measure is problematic."

If Shemr told me so, Aoima revisited the measures and sometimes even withdrew them. On the contrary, even if there were no problems at all, they would never blame Shemr, nor would they pursue who said so.

It was only natural that Shemr, who had thus shown strong influence over the Ethereal Horse, came out with those who wanted to take in.

But even if you send gold as a bribe, Shemr says, "Soma! I got this," he dedicates from right to left to the Ethereal Horse. It doesn't work even if I try to make a sweet speech to buy pleasure. The only thing that works for her is the words of praise for the Ethereal Horse, but it is also Shemr who happily reports that it was praising the Ethereal Horse this way. For this reason, instead, the Ethereal Horse asks me, "Is there any intention to purposefully sell the fragrance through Shemru?" It was the beginning and end of being looked upon and instead put on the back.

After some time, the heartless were also reminded that it was impossible for them to enter the Ethereal Horse through Shemr; on the contrary, among the heartless subordinates, Shemr was recognized as a good deterrent to the Ethereal Horse, who had some sort of runaway habit, until he was brought to her for consultation whenever the Ethereal Horse caused problems.

And again today, "In fact, His Majesty gave me such an order," Shemr, who had heard from the Proclamation Officer, stepped in while his anger was obvious.

"WHERE?! SOMA, WHERE did YOU escape?!"

At this time, we should have received reports from the chief ministers on the situation in the country. But if Shemr tries to get in, the throne is a stuffed shell, and the figure of the Ethereal Horse is nowhere. One of the chief ministers in her favor called out to Shemr, who looked around between her glances at the hungry wolf whisperer looking for her prey and searching for the pale horse.

"Monsignor Wang. Your Majesty, when I first heard your voice, they jumped out."

I heard that. Shemr peels off his fangs and grinds his teeth.

"All of you, soma! - Do you know where he escaped?!"

"Well, I'm in trouble. His Majesty was left to tell us where he was going in case of an emergency, but he was also told never to speak out."

That's what happened to the chief minister. Keep it on, and then confess lightly.

"But it is not for His Majesty himself to decide that His Holiness Wang Sa should not be disturbed from going to the King. - Your Majesty said you were headed to the west hill."

"Right! Thanks!"

With a word of gratitude, Shemr ran out of sight with four legs.

The heavy minister who dropped her off like that punches his hand wide enough to get everyone's attention.

"Come, Your Majesty, who has fled will soon be brought back by His Highness Wang Sa. Write down what you need to report now."

The chief minister, who was watching the court ministers who moved at his direction, adds the words as he had come up with them.

"Oh, and just in case, I'll ask Her Highness to prepare for the treatment of Your Majesty's injuries."

Besides, a small laugh broke out among the court ministers.

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A small hill west of Wangdu. Falling asleep in large letters on the grass shining fresh green in the sunlight, the Ethereal Horse breathed in the relief (mostly) of being safely escaped and the comfort of the sunshine and wind blowing through it.

"Oh, it was dangerous. - But what did you find out?

The Ethereal Horse conceived what exactly touched Shemr's scales. But I have too many thoughts, and I can't tell the other way around. When the Ethereal Horse gave up early on conceiving, he decided to take a moment and wait for Shemr's anger to subside.

He stretches his body wide as he falls asleep, and then the Ethereal Horse tells no one.

"These days, I've been particularly busy, so it's not bad to skip like this every once in a while, is it?

If Shahata's ear stood reluctantly a little further away, he would have heard it, but he wouldn't give me any answers. Shahata knows the busy situation of the Ethereal Horse, but as an escort it would be a difficult question to answer.

The Ethereal Horse, who wasn't expecting more from the reply originally, squeaked smudgingly as he closed his eyes gently.

"Oh peace..."

When I do this, it seems like an illusion about Aura, who appeared on the night of his reign and statehood ritual and left a spooky prophecy.

Of course, that's why I'm not alarmed. Trends in the Romanian country in the east are constantly followed.

However, three years later, Romanian King Dordea remained on the hospital bed and said that his consciousness had not returned. It seems that in the absence of the King, Prince Gordia has managed to cut up the national government, but some forces are dissatisfied with it, and the country is not quite united in one. Then you won't be able to do anything about going into another country.

Thanks to this, the last three years have not led to a major battle, much to the extent of skirmishing with the Romanian state. It was more or less a good period of time to say peace.

Nevertheless, it's not like there was anything bad at all.

For example, it is the obituary of the wife of the Fang Family. Zoan's old woman, who was the first to accept the Ethereal Horse along with Shemr, had died not long after she was founded. He said that it was painful to let the two busy Ethereal Horses and Shemr take unwanted care of him, and that he never tried to tell the two of them when he fell ill, but took his breath away to sleep surrounded by the children of his family as it were.

"Shemr is a sleeping piss-dripping little girl, but she thinks like my kid. My daughter, please."

The Ethereal Horse remembers that Shemr's voice, who mouths "It's an unwanted favor, motherfucker" to his wife's will to Ethereal Horse, heard from Zoan's warrior who came to deliver his obituary after all the funerals, also didn't have the usual momentum just then.

Pompius, also known as the Grand Chancellor of Holmea, had died about a year ago.

It was around the time of the conclusion and paragraph of the various procedures and subsequent processing, including the transfer of kingship from the State of Holmea to the State of Eldor. He officially begged for time to the Aoima, and the next day it was the day he planned to take it to the territory and hide it.

Pompius, who wakes up at the same time as he weighs, does not wake up for long only that day. A family member who wondered about this peeked into the bedroom and there was a figure of Pompius quietly taking his breath away while lying on the bedside.

The face, he said, was as satisfying as it was after doing some major work.

In this sudden obituary, the Ethereal Horse carried out the national burial in praise of his feat, even to his surprise.

The death of Grand Chancellor Pompius, who, together with General Darius, supported the height of the Holmeer nation, made the whole of the Erdoğa nation realize once again that the era of the Holmeer nation is over.

Other than that, minor disturbances and confusion, to name but a few, have no kiri.

I was also often delighted, contrary to those murders.

The introduction of the Norfolk farming method, demonstrated in the Sorbiant plains, is also progressing well, and the country is becoming visibly richer with the addition of a favourable economy due to the construction of Soma's roads there. The glass produced by Dwarf has also improved further in quality and productivity, and is now bought by reputation from the centre of the continent along with distilled liquor and Zoan spices. In addition, the textile industry, which began to combat the employment of war widows, has achieved unexpected success and has now lubricated Eldor's finances as an important export.

And whatever you say, don't forget the auspicious thing about Garam's marriage, which serves as a grand general. Moreover, Shru, who became his wife, gave birth to a long-awaited boy at the beginning of this year, blessed by everyone, including the Ethereal Horse. During the unveiling of that newborn child, when the Ethereal Horse accidentally leaked her thoughts on "It's like a dog baby," Shemr said, "I have enough rudeness!" and I got an oversized fist bone. For Zoan, who lives hunting on the plains, wolves are synonymous with the bad guys. Apparently it was pretty rude to compare it to a dog very similar to that wolf. But that's also a good laugh nowadays.

With that in mind, he was a flattering Ethereal Horse, but he noticed a shadow over his face.

"... hmm? Shahata? Anything wrong?

The light-eyed Ethereal Horse said so in recognition of Zoan's appearance in the backlight.

But it is the well known voice of the Ethereal Horse that has returned.

"Wow. A nap here is a good position for you. Hey, Soma."

"! Shemr?!"

It was Shemru who stood there when a pale horse, all at once drowsy, jumped like a comet.

He was a shemur who put his arms together in front of his chest and showed with a full grin, but his fangs peeking if he took a good look at his mouth. A peek at the fangs and a laugh meant intimidation for Zoan.

The Ethereal Horse asks for help with his eyes to Shahata watching over this one at a distance, but Shahata will shake his neck to the side to say, "I can't help it".

The Ethereal Horse, whose only hope had been shaken off, sat herself on the spot and awaited her referee so as not to buy any more of Shemr's wrath anyway.

When Shemr looks at the Ethereal Horse, who sits on his front seat, he speaks calmly - then with a whimpering voice of the anger that he pushed to death.

"Hey, Soma. It's you under my umbilical cord. Why am I so angry, you know? Hmm?"

The Ethereal Horse, who had too many thoughts and had no idea, honestly said "I don't know" than digging a grave with a lousy statement.

Then Shemr, with her eyes cut up that were narrowing to laughter, squeezed up the ears of the pale horse, leaned there and raised his anger.

"I told you over and over again, didn't I?! Stop trying to rot soybeans like nuts! Take it! And yet you tried to order the proclamator to proclaim, 'reward those who know the good food that rots and makes soybeans'!

To a loud reprimand as if trying to break the tympanic membrane, the Ethereal Horse makes excuses while black-and-white his eyes.

"Yeah, but... it's not like I tried to make it, it's just that I wish someone knew..."

Shemr kicks ass at such a pale horse excuse.

"You idiot! When it comes to putting out hundreds of pieces of silver on bounty money, people from all over the country who are blind to gold will rot their soybeans and it will be so bad!

With that said, Shemr released the ears of the Ethereal Horse, then he became royal on the spot and looked down at the Ethereal Horse.

"While you under my umbilical, I can no longer bear it! Today, let me say it thoroughly! More or less, you..."

Shemr begins to struggle to give her a fine Ethereal Horse's absence as if to clear up her daily depression. To the words of reprimand that blew like that storm, the Ethereal Horse could only nod his face and pray that it would pass quickly.

That's how I smiled so much at the pale horse's mouth as Shemr reprimanded me.

Though I proclaim that one day I will descend from the throne myself, I had come to treat myself, who became king, with as much respect and formality as many of them deserved. That can be proud, but also loneliness.

But in it, Shemr is the only one who treats me in the same way as before.

I was wondering if you could just keep your anger down a little bit. But at the same time, it may be a sign of peace that I am thus angry with Shemr.

The Ethereal Horse held such thoughts.

That speaks unexpectedly.

"I wish this peace would last forever..."

The Ethereal Horse shut his mouth in panic, surprised by Allah's voice.

The more I realize, the more wild and insane Shemru's fury stops in the pitch. If I looked up at Shemru's face standing in front of me in a fearful uplift, I would have pimpled and spasmodically (convulsed) the mouth where my fangs peeked.

"Hi... people are seriously scolding me...!

"This is no good," the Ethereal Horse thought to Shemr, trembling to his voice in too much anger.

But it is no longer too late.

Shemr shook up his fist, which he gripped hard.

A pale horse trying to escape in a hurry.

With the blur of that pale horse's sight, Shahata was shrugging her shoulders just saying, "Oh, man."

"You idiot!!"

Shemr's fury and the sound of an oversized fistbone rang on the hill.

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The struggle is constant. There is also a pile of things to do.

But he was still a pale horse hoping that this peaceful time would last forever.

But it is an unfulfilled wish.

Romanian, the king's capital in neighboring Romania.

A cathedral bell in its king's capital sounded an untimely bell.

It was the sound of a bell that marked the end of peace and invited the Ethereal Horse to a new war.