Hakai no Miko

Chapter 79 Strategies

King César snorted a small nose in front of the tightening toes of the bitches and Damia, the red-haired warrior escort of General Darius of the Former Kingdom, who is now working to gather popularity among the people under Eladia, the chief of the Erdoğan.

What a boring sight, Too.

King Cesar threw up in dismay.

"Previously, you had more flickering and sharp eyes hostile to everything around you.That's why you're so dull. "

"This is tough," Tutu says bitterly.

"I'm old enough, too.I can't be as rude as I used to be.And with age, there are more things you have and things you have to protect.You can't be as sharp as you were when you were young. "

Tootu, who only seemed to be a boy, said things like he was older, but there was no one here who felt a sense of discord.

"Looks like the air and water in Eldore suit you a lot."

King Cesar implicitly points out that Tutu and the others are under the protection of Eldor.I also returned the toe without hesitation.

"His Majesty the Soma of Eldor has not only graciously met my compatriots, but I have also taken my share."

"King Soma is too generous to take a bitch."

King Cesar stretched out his arms, then shrugged his shoulders a little.

"So, did you pick up the shit from the job you were blessed with? Are you digging a grave?"

Fecal scavenging to pick up dirt from the city and grave digging to bury bodies in cemeteries are both impure jobs that can be forced on the socially vulnerable, such as sluts and orphans.

At the same time, in the rear world to which King Cesar and Tutu belong, manure picking up from the meaning of collecting drifting things, graveyard digging from the meaning of collecting information mainly spy (Kang), graveyard digging from the meaning of putting people into holes as corpses (Boyaku).

It is King Cesar's question whether the sluts became the intelligence organization of the land of Eldore, along with the painful contempt that they were nothing but sluts.

"The situation in which we were placed is not going to change quickly, and there is no way. ― ― But…

Tutu slightly parries and attacks.

"In the future, I hope you will give me a whole gardener."

It is a declaration that it will become a gardener who draws weeds out of the garden - that is, an organization that protects the country of Eldor from the "roots" of Barbados.

But this is nothing more than a suicide.

"Hmm. - What did the gardener want to see me for?"

King Cesar's tone of voice drops slightly.Along with that, the waiters and maids who had been holding back surrounded the toes so that they could change their position and cut off the exit without a sound.

The servants and maids of King Cesar are all the servants of the root.

If they shook the poison blade and attacked it from all directions simultaneously, no matter how powerful Damia was, it could not be prevented.

King Cesar looks at Tutu like a prey snake.

"I wonder if you've made an inappropriate mistake by benefiting the Son of Destruction?The eyes of Eldor, who is still watching this place, will never be a shield to protect you. "

King Cesar said that being under the surveillance of Eldore would not be an obstacle to killing Tutu.

And that's true.

No matter how many puppets are rumored, King Cesar is king of one kingdom.There is a difference in identity between Tutu, the original clan of the sluts, and the heavens and the earth.It's not strange to ask for a face to face, or to be slashed on the spot for insult.

If the blue horse were to set the equality of all citizens, it would still be very high.

However, it has not been long since Aoi Horse founded the State of Erdoğan with the idea of human rights and its equality in mind.Even in Eldore, the sense of prejudice and discrimination against the bitches is deeply rooted, and everything has not been wiped out.

Then, not only from the neighboring countries, but also from within Eldor, the actions of King Cesar will be taken for granted, and rather Tutu will be accused of disrespect.

No amount of blue horses can pass without the support of domestic and international sources.And there is no law that punishes kings of other countries no matter how small they are.At best, this shows the regrets of modern Japanese politicians and seeks to converge disturbances.

Tutu's life was now in the palm of King Cesar's hand.

Tutu slowly spins his words while feeling something cold on his spine.

"This is horrible.--But I wanted to tell His Majesty King Cesar something, and with all due respect, I went over it. "

King Cesar snuggles his chin to continue, if he is slightly intrigued by Tutu's words.

If you overreact with one word and one fingertip, you will immediately lose your life.

Under such circumstances, Tutu dares to make a dangerous bet.

"Eldore, I want you to teach me how to destroy my country."

To Tutu's answer, King Cesar made a small, "oh."

"Why do you want to ask?"

"If you want to protect your country, you should know how to destroy it first.If we know how to destroy it, we can think of ways to prevent it. "

King Cesar nodded in reply to Tutu.

"That makes sense - but why ask me that?"

Tutu was unable to answer this question immediately.

Because Tutu needed a stroke of respite in his heart to tell the next answer.

"I know only His Majesty King Cesar."

And he affirmed that it was king Cesar that was going to destroy the kingdom of Eldor.

Tension ran around.

"Root" messengers dressed as waiters and maids put their hands on the dark vessel.

Damia held her fist half-baked as she looked around.

Exactly a one-off situation.

"... stop it"

And it was king Cesar, who restrained it with joy.

"I see, I see. Sure, that's right.Above all, I'm sure. "

That said, King Cesar began to laugh with a trembling shoulder.

In the state of King Cesar, the killing spirit disappears from the "root" men.

I survived.

Tutu exhaled in relief (mostly) in her chest.

For a human like King Cesar, who sees everything in the world as a comedy and sees only others or even his own life as a token of play, there is no point in following or welcoming.Rather, it is a bet that enmity and provocation will gain interest.And I won the bet.

King Cesar gently sets his feet in front of Tutu, who gently strokes his chest down.

"Very well, I'll tell you.But it's not as boring as teaching from one to ten.I'll answer your questions. "

King Cesar put his cheek on the armrest of his chair.

"Well, first of all, what would you do?"

I won the bet, but the show's on.

Tutu answers the question tightly.

"Yes - if you want to destroy the state of Erdoğan, you cannot abandon the Romanian state."

While seeing King Cesar nod, "Naturally," Tutu connects words.

"Prince Goldia, Prince Partis and Princess Piata - the three masters of the Romanian kingdom - clearly see His Majesty as powerful enemies to defeat.Supporting these three and having them march back to the west would be a reasonable solution. "

"True story. Romania is definitely one of the cards of the Erdoğan offensive."

King Cesar affirmed first, but then pointed out the problem.

"But it's just one of the cards.You know the situation in Romania today.Prince Goldia's authority has collapsed, the Partis have jumped, and the Romanian forces have changed dramatically.The Romanian kingdom is no longer a trump card against the Eldore kingdom. "

Too disagrees with this.

"The wisdom of His Highness the Partis showed in the battle of the Berte River and his conjecture.You were on the verge of defeating His Majesty's must-win.If His Highness the Partis takes the throne and the Romanian nation is united, will it be enough to pose a threat to the Erdoğan nation? "

But King Cesar laughs at it.

"Goldia is in charge of the station, Piata plans to win, and Partis leads the troops.It was the western wing of this tournament that was the best for the Romanian nation.

That's why Partis has chased the Son of Destruction one step further.

Otherwise, I didn't think from the beginning that Partis could defeat the Son of Destruction. "

And king Cesar, who was questioned by Tutu, turned his gaze toward the universe, turning his feet.

"Partis is a rare hero.That's for sure. But so few people understand what he thinks and believe what he says and does.If so, it could be Goldia, who has been with us for a long time as a brother, or Piata, who has the same heroic qualities.

But it was even torn apart by the stupid power struggles of the subordinates.This is just one general, no matter how good a Partis is. "

So did King Cesar judge the Partis.

"And the victory and defeat of one general depends on the battlefield where at most a thousand troops collide.

However, the battle is no longer a battle between countries, with more than 10,000 troops colliding.What is required is not the ability to discern battlefield luck, wild intuition, or personal courage. "

And king Cesar brazenly cut out his word, and put it for a breath, and said the next word.

"Ability to decide victory before battle."

And king Cesar nodded, "Yes," and continued to speak unto Tutu, which uttered the word back to him.

"Win to win. Gather enough information, gather generals, set up squads, prepare stations, and explore solutions.If it is a battle at this level, it is no longer just an act of proving the results, such as an actual battle.

And it was General Darius in the West who understood and practiced it, now the Son of Destruction. "

"I see. That's why General Darius's last apprentice put him on his shoulder."

Tutu whispered that it would be King Cesar's guide that Piata, who until then had been completely anonymous, suddenly rose.

King Cesar affirms it without saying.

"I saw Piata as the only three brothers and sisters in the Romanian kingdom who could defeat the Son of Destruction.But that's in the past, too.Piata's position in the Romanian nation changed in this battle. "

King Cesar sighed small.

"Now I think that the late Romanian king Dordea was foolish as a king, but he was unexpectedly excellent as a father.He succeeded Gordia, a mortal but brilliant administrator, and the Partis left it to the east to prove his talent, keeping Piata in the 'Daughter of Love'. "

Understand Goldia and Partis.However, Tutu was puzzled because she didn't understand Piata's intention to keep her "beloved daughter".But in spite of that, King Cesar continued his words.

"If only the Romanian kingdom had been at the dawn of the invasion of the neighboring countries, or if it had not been long since it had emerged as a kingdom, or even if Dordea had left Goldia, he would have ruled over Partis.

However, the Romanian nation is no longer a mature power.The King is no different from the steering of a ship.What is required is a leader who can show the direction of the country, not a hero.Without knowing that, the generals of the Romanian kingdom who are trying to push Partis to the throne are just stunned. "

King Cesar raises a dry laugh.

"If this had been malicious, Partis would have avoided it with his preconceptions.But this is good intentions.Those who admire Partis think that he is good, and keep Goldia and Piata away, push Partis to the throne, and kill him. "

And king Cesar said in a tone that talked about toys that he was tired of playing with.

"The Romanian nation will perish or be weakened by civil strife."

It was a throwing tone, but what was said was serious.Moreover, if it is what King Cesar, who reigns in the darkness of the West, has spoken of, it may be said that the future is almost certain rather than prediction.

Too asks even more, feeling the chills on his spine.

"So, if the Romanian nation cannot do it alone, what about creating an Eldor siege that involves neighboring countries?"

I can't do that either.

King Cesar discards Tutu's plan under a word.

"Not to mention the Eight Kings Alliance, which is a threat to the Romanian kingdom, will not cooperate with Jevore, the merchants' guild now associated with the Erdoğan kingdom on the honeymoon.

The remaining kingdom of Spamur seems to be wandering around Erdoğan recently, but it seems to be more due to the personal interest of the Virgin than the state. "

Tutu was surprised when unexpected information popped up.

"Holy maiden, the princess Parfena?"

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Further west than the ocean trading city of Jebor.Spamur, a small kingdom on an island floating in the open sea surrounding the Celdaean continent.

Because it is an island country, it is also small, and in proportion to it, it is also scarce for resources such as minerals and timber and human resources.There is no notable industry, but it is a country made up of agriculture and fisheries on a small amount of arable land.

Although it is within sight of the continent, Spamur, an island nation isolated from land, is difficult to attack and easy to protect.In addition, even if we conquered it, we would not be able to get enough benefits to match the labor.As a result, it is a small country abandoned in the middle of the war in the west.

The royal palace in Inocentia, King of Spamur.

Built along with it is the Cathedral of the Holy Church, known as the Western Church, which is divided from the Church in the middle of the continent.

There was a beautiful woman kneeling and praying in front of the statue of the saint Innocent, who was punished by fire, in a private chapel at its deepest.

When I was in my mid-twenties.Silver Falls is a silver-haired waterfall that spreads like a large circle of flowers to the kneeling floor.Thin eyebrows like those drawn in the paintbrush of a famous painter.Long eyelashes (eyelashes) extending from gently closed eyelids, smooth stretched nose.Pale peach lips. And the slightly exposed skin is white when white.

Everyone is surprised at the beauty of this, the princess of the elves, and even more surprised at the shape of their ears as human beings.

She was such a beautiful woman.

The woman, wearing a long sacred dress with an embroidered hem in pure white gold and silver thread to indicate that she was a high priest, had already been praying for an instant (approximately two hours) without moving.

If his chest hadn't moved slightly with his breath, he would have wondered if it was dead or if it was a statue by the hand of a master craftsman.

At that time, the bell hung in the bell tower of the Grand Shrine rang.

Along with the sound of the bell, the woman who had not moved until now stood up slowly without a sound.

Then the nuns who had stood by the walls of the chapel surrounded the women.Then, with your familiar hands, you can fix the disturbance of your sacred clothes and restore your loose hair.

When that was over, one of the nuns brought a white hat with a compliment.

It is an unusual hat.

The color is white and the shape is a rounded vertical pentagon.And when I wore it, a large round circle and four bars extending radially from below were embroidered on the front with gold thread.

The sign belongs to the God of man.

This is a bishop's hat that only priests above the bishop of the Western Church are allowed to wear.Besides, only one of them is allowed to wear it - the archbishop's hat.

The nun, who put it on a woman and tied the string under her chin and fixed it, stood down in a humble manner and then called out.

"Thank you, Archbishop Parfena."

Along with that voice, the woman, Parfena, opened her blue eyes, reminiscent of the calm sea.

Thank you very much.

Sisters of the same sex blushed their cheeks in front of their loving soft voice and narrowed eyes in the form of a smile.

"It's time for group worship.--The believers are waiting. Let's go. "

That said, Parfena walked toward the chapel where the group worshipped.

The nun raises her report as she follows Parfena through the corridor silently.

"Thank you for your order, the results of the investigation into the Son of Destruction have come from the Order.I will deliver the detailed report to the study. "

"We'll check back later. --- I made the priests struggle with my selfishness.Tell him I was grateful. "

Parfena continued after scrambling her men's labor.

"And arrange for the case to proceed through Jevore's Merchant Alliance."

One of the nuns advises Parfena to say so, "Fear."

"The country of Eldore is not only a holy country, but also a barbaric country where subhumans are called equal to human beings.Involved in mischief, it is important if it is something that happens under your skin.Don't worry, Your Majesty. "

"Father - No, what did His Majesty say?"

"I do not have the authority to reprimand the Archbishop, but as a father, I fear that my daughter will be put at unwanted risk."

Parfena looks back when she stops her feet.

"Is it dangerous - is that what everyone thinks?"

The nuns lowered their heads and agreed, "I'm afraid."

To all the advice of the nun with her, but Parfena smiles softly.

"Then that's it!"

The nuns raised their faces to hear what was meant by a soft, hot voice.Then Parfena turned her eyes towards the universe, not the nuns.

"Our God loves us humans."

Parfena shakes the hot valve with a red dye on her white cheeks.

"And God is pleased that humans face danger.God loves that man can overcome the challenge.Then we must take the initiative to face the danger and overcome the challenge! "

Parfena, with her ecstatic expression, cut off her words.And I let go of my hot thoughts in place of words because I had them in my chest for a short while.

"To be rewarded for God's love!"

Your eyes are gently thinned, and your cheeks are dyed red with intoxication.In front of Parfena, which made her feel even more seductive, the nuns fell down all at once wetting their cheeks with tears.And apologize that their faith was not enough.

Parfena forgave the nuns to stand, and brought them into the chapel.

Then the eyes of a large number of believers filled with plenty and no gaps in the large chapel where a hundred people can enter are turned towards Parfena.

Parfena stood in front of the altar with a gentle smile in her gaze that made her feel even the silent pressure.

Then Parfena raised her left hand to the side of her face so that everyone could see the back of her hand.

"We are loved by God!"

On the left-hand side of Parfena, the sign of the human God was shining silver.

Saint Maiden Parfena.

He is one of the Sons of God of the three human beings who live in this age.