Hakai no Miko

One of the three Grand Dukes of the Empire is the Grand Duke of Bagldakka in the Principality of Kashulka.

And one of the three great priests of the Holy Church, the great priest of Austravis.

Son of God, the third human to live in this era, alongside the towns of the Empire and the two supreme powers of the Holy Church.

It was the Virgin of the West, the Son of the West, and the First Princess Parfena of the kingdom of Spamur, called the Virgin.

"No way, that saint maiden...."

It was hard to believe.

Parfena is a seeker of her own faith.Although the princess of the kingdom of Spamur has been pushed up to the status of the archbishop of the Western Church because she is the chosen son of the human God, she herself was inclined to defend her teachings and deepen her faith, and was known as a person with low interest in other countries.

Evidence of this includes the fact that Western denominations have hardly spread beyond the Kingdom of Spamur.

It is not strange to have Parfena, which is the supreme being of the Holy Church, the Son of God of Man, and if it is a Western denomination in the west, it is not strange that its faith is spread more widely in the west.But in fact, the Church in the middle of the continent is wider.

"Yes, as a saint of the Holy Virgin, as the Son of the God of Man, or as the Son of Destruction, there seems to be something to think about.Through Jevore's merchants and others, he's sniffing around the destroying Son. "

King Cesar breathed boringly, placing his right hand with an elbow against his chin.

"Nevertheless, the Songshengshpamur is a small country.His country alone will not shake the country of Eldore. "

Then king Cesar came up with a face.

"No, there was only one.That was enough to wreak havoc on Erdoğan.Maybe the Virgin has shown interest in Eldore or something to do with it. "

So king Cesar shrugged his shoulders a little.

"But for the time being, there will be a massive earthquake in Erdoğan, but in the long run, it will be a great advantage for Erdoğan as well.It's hard to say it's a destroying hand. "

I was intrigued by what King Cesar said, and Tutu said, "What is that hand?And king Cesar said unto him, Think for thyself.

King Cesar is not a boring liar.

If it is not the hand to destroy, then is it true?Then now is the time to identify King Cesar's hand.

The truncated tutu chews on the words of King Cesar until now and then expresses his opinion.

"There is no longer a threat outside the country.― ― So the key to attacking Erdoğan is only in Japan?

King Cesar affirmed, "That's right."

"Dinosaurian..."

King César scrubs with his index finger the paint remaining on the palette.

"Marman, dwarf, elf, zoan, harpyan, and a multiracial nation of humans."

On the index fingers of King César, who took different kinds of paint each time he named the race, colorful paint was stacked on seven layers.

"Once it's done, it'll be beautiful.--But people are stupid.No one can live alone.But the two of them stand side by side, and the three of them form a faction to fight.That is the business of the same people as it was a hundred years ago, a thousand years ago.

Not to mention the fact that people of different shapes, rather than customs and values, can never be one.When I forced it to be one thing, I was able to... "

King Cesar rubs his index finger and thumb together and mixes the colors that were on them.

It's just a mess.

The beautiful paint was mixed together and turned dull.

"Then it would be a good idea to increase inter-ethnic conflict, prejudice and discrimination, and disturb the peace."

King Cesar wipes off dull paint with a handkerchief.

"Well, I have to admit, the Destroyer is doing better than I thought."

There have been no reports of major inter-ethnic disturbances that could spark, even if there are some clashes or disturbances, from the interlocutors who have laid their roots in various parts of Erdoğan.

Of course, King Cesar was convinced.

Currently, the whole of Erdoğan is wrapped in an unprecedented boom.

The Soma Path, which the Son of Destruction is trying to spread throughout Erdoğan, is being built with enormous sums of money invested sparingly by Jevoa's Merchant Alliance to boost the region's economy.

In addition, the rare items brought about by the Son of Destruction are beginning to permeate not only the western region but also the center of the continent.Over the years, exports to the center increased, and the revenue was a rabbit climb.

The textile industry, which started for the purpose of working with widows and orphans, is also doing well.It's not just the cloth itself.Clothing that uses the cloth and incorporates other kinds of designs (designs) now occupies an important place in trade with the center of the continent alongside whiskey and soap.

The positive performance of these construction and manufacturing industries will lead to job creation.

No, it's not about promotion.Erdoğan was now undermanned everywhere because it had developed too rapidly.

And it's not just about craftsmen and powerful young people who have jobs in their hands.

Simple work generated by the introduction of a division of labor system, which is driven by the consolidation and efficiency of manufacturing bases, has broadened the horizon of employment opportunities to people who until now had to sell themselves or stain their hands with evil in order to live without technology or power.

It was no longer possible for anyone to work for adequate wages without choices.

And when king Cesar had a sip of Delilah's tea, he leaked a little word instead.

"This will make it difficult for me to get dissatisfied."

And Tutu nodded in agreement with the word of king Cesar.

After all, the root cause of conflict is poverty.

I don't have a job. I don't have money. I have no food.

dissatisfaction with such distress. They are merely exploiting ethnic and racial differences to distort their legitimacy as targets.

"But it's not like there's no bud of discord at all."

King Cesar did not disagree with Tutu's allegations.

Even in Erdoğan, which is beset by favorable economic conditions, there is not any inter-ethnic intransigence or prejudice.

Some women who seek beauty and old people who are short, envy their elves simply for being beautiful and long-lived.Few human craftsmen have a sense of crisis that dwarf craftsmen are robbing the market.Dinosaurians and Zoans, whose shapes were very different from human species, were despised and even feared barbarians.

"This boom is not going to last forever.One day the momentum will fade and stagnate.If the bud of discord blossoms at that time, Erdoğan will be struck by a violent earthquake. "

In the words of King Cesar, Tutu answers questions.

"Now is the time to grow so as not to crush the bud of discord?"

That's what I'm talking about.

Tootu asks King Cesar, who agrees with him, with his thin eyes as sharp as the thread.

So, is Erdoğan a safe haven for the moment?Is there anything bigger or more urgent? "

"There are many other small problems.But if you look at the whole thing, it's no exaggeration to say so. "

King Cesar answered, mocking.

For a while, they stare into each other's eyes.

And it was Tutu who turned away first.

"I have a very valuable story to tell you, and I have no words of thanks."

With that said, Tutu lowered his head and then said the words that he would leave the scene.

Admit it by waving your hand as if you were no longer interested or if King Cesar would drive you away with a fly.Tutu lowered his head again and thanked him before he tried to get in Damia's wheelchair and leave.

But before long, King Cesar called out to Tutu's back.

"Oh, I'll give you one last piece of advice."

Towards the toe, looking back over his shoulders, King César lifts his lips to the ears and laughs.

"If you really want to go to Eldore, the best thing you can do now is tell the Son of Destruction, 'King Cesar is the head of a dangerous organization and should be detained and executed before you return to the country.'"

This toe creates an unbelievable face.

"You're kidding. Even if there's a conflict, the inside doesn't leak to the front, is that our melody?"

They belong to the other side of the world.We have as many things as we can never put out to each other.If we expose it to each other, we will end up falling together.Therefore, it is the illusion of those who live in the backworld that even if they are in conflict, the information that should be kept secret from each other will not be leaked to the front.

"What? It's boring. If you do, do it thoroughly.Otherwise, it would be boring. "

To King César, who drops his shoulders like a child, the toe is snug.

"To be honest, I don't want to be hostile to the Root and His Majesty who leads it, if I can."

"You don't want to be hostile to me?"

King Cesar began to laugh with anger.

"You're such an idiot! You don't think I know you're sneaking up on my comfort note?"

Located in steep mountains and with limited arable land, Barbados is a country where citizens manage to earn foreign currency as entertainers, pedestrians and mercenaries in circulation.Cesar, the king, was sending a letter praising his patriotism and demanding labor to the Baltic people outside the country who had provided such a great deal of support.

This is what is known in the world as the "Baltimore Comfort Letter".

"Yes? What do you mean?"

Tutu looks as if she doesn't understand the meaning.

King Cesar laughed at it again.

"I'm in love!- Very well, then I'll admit it myself.Yes! As you can see, "Baljibor's Comfort Letter."

And king Cesar whispered.

"It's a secret book that connects me to the Roots."

Tutu trembled small.

I had already guessed that Tutu would be too.

However, once again, King Cesar's own words acknowledging it struck Tutu with more shock than expected.

Prior to that, King Cesar smiled inhumanely at the reptiles.

"But if you find out, there's nothing you can do about it, Tutu.The secret of my "Baljibor's Comfort Letter" will never be solved.You'll never be able to solve it.I don't know about you. "

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Damia, pushing down the hill on the wheelchair on which Tutu was riding, finally resolved his physical tensions, far enough away from King Cesar's men.

Then, there is the meaning of dating him to cross this dangerous bridge, and he says to Tutu in a familiar tone.

"Dear Tutu, as King Cesar himself has said, is it not a good idea to use troops here to eliminate King Cesar?"

Tutu immediately denies it.

"I don't even think of my own life as a token.If you get into a situation where it is not strange to be killed on the spot that you have obstructed the fight, you should see that you are setting a trap with your life as bait rather than trying to keep yourself safe. "

"Roots" are scattered all over Eldore.I do not know what they will do for the death of King Cesar.Throwing everything in the West into chaos with his own death is a hand that King Cesar would have liked anyway.

"In order to defeat King Cesar, we must first cut him off from the Root.If we cut off all the 'roots', the trunk of a tree named King Cesar will fall with its own weight. "

Instead of the lost hand, the toe was wrapped in cloth and the fingers of his feet, which were invisible from the outside, were rounded.

"In order to do that, we must do whatever it takes to solve the mystery of the Baltimore Comfort Letter."

"Baljibor's Comfort Letter", which has been publicly delivered to various parts of the West, but no one has solved the mystery.Tutu has been challenging the mystery for many years, but it was a secret book that has not even grasped the thread of its decryption.

"But now we have to hurry back and inject it into the chief."

It is also important to solve the mystery of the Book of Secrets, but there is something more urgent now than that.

To Damia, who asks with his eyes what this is all about, Tootu wets his nervous, dry lips with a tongue longer than the person's.

"Eldore Country has a bigger emergency.Regardless of the favourable economic situation, it will blow the harmony between the races into the dust.No, that's not it. It may not only destroy the country itself with a single blow, but it may also knock the entire western region into a crucible of chaos.There's such a serious emergency. "

No wonder Damia was surprised, but Tutu's eyes are serious.Even that scared me.

"Besides, there's no way that Cesar wouldn't have noticed.And didn't you dare to talk about it because you were unconsciously trying to prevent me from reading your aim? "

But soon Tutu denies his words.

"No, by not daring to say it, you implicitly suggest that you're after it and provoke me to prevent it...."

"What is King Cesar after?"

Damia asks for a sense of crisis that even scares her.Then Too pulled his mouth down and said with a small voice, slightly hesitating.

"Your Majesty."

For a moment, Damia couldn't understand the words.

Tutu keeps talking to Damia, who is taken aback.

"The greatest emergency in Eldore is His Majesty Thomas Kisaki himself.King Cesar is after His Majesty! "

Damia is stunned that she finally understands the meaning of the word.

Toots such a damia suddenly.

"Either way, we must consult with the chief of staff and consolidate the presence of His Majesty Soma. Let's hurry home."

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King Cesar was mocking as he looked behind Tutu and Damia down the hill.

"Tutu, you must be struggling with that witch so that no stranger can enter the court of the Destroyer."

King Cesar smiles softly.

"But, yeah, that's a waste of time."

King Cesar slowly spread out his arms.

"We're roots. Roots are stretches of power in the earth out of sight.Know that my Roots grow everywhere and everywhere, as weeds grow their roots without knowing how many fields they enclose. "

King Cesar's mockery echoed on the hill.

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The news of the withdrawal of the Romanian National Army was also delivered to Holmenia, King of Eldore.

To this came the voice of the king's capital, both public and private.

Above all, give the right information to avoid the anxiety and confusion of the people caused by the spoken language.

From the thought of this pale horse, the painful course of battle from the defeat in Milza to the fierce offensive and defensive battle in the city of Gatsen, and even the meeting on the Berte river, was also known to the people of the King's Exile.

From this information, the people who were supposed to abandon King's City and evacuate in the worst case scenario have been forced to moderate for a long time.With the rebellion, many people started to go to markets and taverns with the news of the Romanian retreat.

When the people's purse strings loosened in the air, the clever merchants who stepped on it began to beat the merchandise by calling it a triumph.Farmers and fishermen around King's Land also brought freshly harvested crops and river fish to the market of King's Land.

As a result, the markets of King's Landing were filled with people and things, and smiles.

"Look at this! It's just caught this morning!Boil, bake, steam!How about one at the lunch table?! "

"I'm tired of saving food, you!Fresh vegetables! "

"It's a king's celebration! Yale is cheap!"

It was Marco, now known as the cook of the pale horses, who was walking with a smile amidst the crowded market tramples.

If you're a king cook, you don't have to come to the market.The merchants of the Royal Palace will bring you the ingredients without saying anything if you flip around in the palace.

However, Marco said he wanted to find all kinds of ingredients with his own eyes, and it was common for him to bring himself to the market.

Even now, Marco was twisting his neck in front of the river fish arranged in the open air to see which was the best, but he could hear his voice on his back.

Marco!

Marco looks back at his familiar voice calling out his name in a relaxed manner.

There was a young man with the same brown eyes as Marco and short cut red and brown hair.

A few men appeared and stood in front of a young man who was about to dazzle his eyes and approach Marco in surprise.It was Marco's secret guards.

However, Marco pushed the escort down and made sure it was split.

Niisan!

Words that jumped out of Marco's mouth stopped the guards who tried to stop him.

Meanwhile, a young man named Marco and his brother embrace the reunion.

"Marco, you look great!"

"Long time no see, brother! How's your brother?"

Marco was happy to reunite with his brother, who had been away for a long time.

"I thought you were dead because you didn't send a message at all."

That's what Marco said.When I was told, I was obsessed with cooking and completely forgot to contact and report regularly as a detective.Or rather, I completely forgot that I had come to the blue horse as a detective in the first place.

Marco's brother smiles bitterly at him.

"It sounds like you, but I'm surprised.A kind man taught me that now you're the king's cook. "

"Yes, Soma-san's doing well!"

With a smile on his face, Marco began to tell his brother that there was food like this that he had cooked.

His brother's usual look at Marco was accompanied by a smile that made him feel something dark.

The roots that stretched out of the kingdom of Baltimore were about to reach the royal palace of Eldore.