Hyaku Ma No Aruji

Harsim was stepping into a room at Castle Zuria that day with five satisfied bodies.

The journey to that room was quite pressing.

Harsim entered the Kingdom of Zuria anonymously by a group of snitches led by Aisha.

That in itself was not particularly difficult.

Harsim is a prince whose presence is rare among the Princes of Lemuse.

Needless to say, King Remusse's jealousy did not put Hersim on the stage, but as a result. It is not so much the name of the injury, but it is also true that it helped to come here.

However, there have been rumours in recent times that among the people of Lemuse, while making fun of the aspirations of the Redemption, he was concerned about facial cover-ups with a body of uninterruptions.

It is only after entry that the problem arises.

How do we break into the 'Castle of Zuria', where the Three Kings' talks will be open?

Exactly. As a traveler, I wasn't going to be able to get through the castle gate.

If we put our hands together in advance, or it is possible that we could have prepared a corresponding identity in Zuria, we used most of our grace time from the moment we learned about the Three Kings talks until we came to the Three Kings. In the first place, we didn't even have time to spare from the start.

When that happens, it's still the only way to 'break in' very quickly.

Harsim realized that those two letters were surprisingly familiar, and laughed to include them as they came.

Remembering the months I had been trespassing unauthorized into the school of the academic state Aeoth, I was masochistically, on the one hand, and a little 'proud', on the other, that I was the owner of a very, but not princely background.

I'm proud that the prank kid fooled the adult well. It was a similar sentiment.

In contrast, Aisha, who is undertaking the role of taking Harsim to the Three Kings talks, was a sinister face.

There are many guards in the Royal Castle of Zuria. Aisha must think responsibly about how to break through that alert net, and implement it without mistake.

Harsim was never without thought either, but Aisha was a few steps more hands-on on on that point. That's why Harsim kept his mouth shut as long as possible.

I spread the view of the Zurian castle from somewhere onto the inn desk and looked down at the side of Aisha with a serious eye, looking at it all the time.

As a result, Harsim succeeded in stepping into the conference room where the Three Kings talks were taking place, but it was quite troublesome on the road.

The measure Aisha found seemed plain and certain, but on the other hand it was also a measure of exposing 'the unusual' accordingly.

"Kirishika, I would have told you, even Aeos. You're too sweet on the sides. The castle's" under the floor "is away. It's good to be twice as uplifting as you are, but if you look up there all the time, you're gonna shrink your feet."

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Hersim told Kirishika that way as she swept the hem (sob) of her clothes.

Kirishika also forgets to move her eye-catching blue forehead, glancing into Harsim's eyes.

"Well, thanks to you for getting this far - I'll tell you what, there are a lot of dead ends in that other aisle. I hate to say it anyway because it would have been the Zurian royalty a long time ago, but we'll be able to fill that blind spot later."

And, against Hershem, who told him to teach, Kirishika finally opened her mouth.

"... K, Cood, you, you... you've been under the castle floor this...?

"That's right.... Damn, my clothes got dirty. I've been sweeping it, but it still doesn't fall."

Harsim was still sweeping the hem of his clothes.

The hem is somewhat earthy and has an easy to understand stain.

A black-coated woman holding back next door - Aisha - was taking a handkerchief out of her nose and wiping Hershem's cheek.

He also had a little bit of dirt on his face.

"Even thieves don't do that these days..."

I'm not a thief.

"If so, who is it?"

Then, now another person breaks in between the two conversations.

Cracked in between Harsim and Kirishika was the 'King of Philalphia' - Fassaris - with a giant like a bear.

"Let me hear your name from your own mouth."

Fasalis was spinning his words as he walked the giant one step towards Harsim. The body also has a color of vigilance.

But Harsim drifted away with his vigilance,

"" Harsim-Kurd-Remusee ". Let me tell you without mistake, I am indeed the man who spent time with you in the school of Ioath. It's not a fake melon, is it?

"... Oh, I don't doubt that. - No, I'm sure now."

In response to Harsim's response, Fassalis was weak at once.

That's how I saw Harsim in his memory, "Cood" or something.

At that point, Fassaris had become convinced that the man was undoubtedly that 'coud'.

"... are you serious. You just said Lemuse, didn't you?

"Oh, yeah, Mulan." Even so, I am the Prince of Lemuse. "

Harsim tells Mulan, laughing in self-derision.

"- Haha......, is that true, Cood? Are you really Cood?"

"What else is it? Well, it's a less dressed appearance. By the way, I'm getting some sleep for the Kingsguards outside. Let's apologize later. - You're right about being suspicious backwards in a less monstrous escort, but that number is small. You're too busy trying to keep your arms around it."

"Hey, it's Cood. This slightly annoying but accurate sermon, definitely a kud."

"Is that why you judge me," Harsim grinned bitterly.

However,

"- I missed you! Cood!!"

All of a sudden, Mulan jumped out of his chair and ran over to Harsim, holding him with his hands wide open.

Harsim took it with a bitter smile,

"Hey, how old do you think you are? Years have passed since then. It would be tight to expose this to the public."

"I don't mind! A fateful reunion!

Mulan's face had turned from a sarcastic grin until then to a grin that enjoyed the status quo from the bottom of his heart.

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"- What? A third prince? I heard Lemuse was only there until the Second Prince."

The four of us celebrated the reunion for a while, but each (every one) was aware of the lack of time when he saw it with a wide eye, so he began to exchange information while sitting at the round table early.

And it came to pass that the three kingdoms heard the disturbances, but each king controlled them, and his men were only to behead.

"Well, my father and I don't get along very well."

"It's terrible to bring you forward, the son of that father, but now King Remusse is terrible. Can't you handle it?"

"It will be. It will be."

Harsim was more relieved inside that he was so accepted by them than he thought.

At the same time, as I expected, I appeased on the one hand and lamented on the other that the present 'tragedy' of Lemuse was also being firmly passed on to the Three Kingdoms.

Thanks to this, the integration of information is so great, but it was just harshim and embarrassing to expose the incompetence in the body.

"- Are you going to kill me?

Then Kirishika was asking Harsim with a strange face.

Moulin and Fasalis haunt the words, but quickly come up with a convincing look.

"I'm not going to say anything exciting about my half life... well, that's the thing. I'm not convinced I'm going to crush Lemuse like this. So I will be king. - I'll kill you. You're going to hell after you die, but I don't care about what happens after you die. I live in 'now'"

Harsim's determination was manifested in his aqua blue eyes as a brilliant light, and the three kings were able to truly crush the strength of that determination.

"... well, we can't blame you for that black part either. Before we became kings, even after we became kings, we were able to dye our hands."

Mulan, who returned just a small nod to Harsim's determination, was now telling his story.

"- I'm not saying forgive me. For you, too. But as a matter of fact, we lost our heroes."

Harsim quickly realized what Moulin was talking about.

Once the Three Kingdoms got their hands on it - on a "similar" location to the Demon King hunt.

"I can't take it back anymore. Besides, even though the situation had changed somewhat, I still didn't think I'd chosen another path to that extent, so much so that I was chopped up then. So, as King Kushana, I'm not going to apologize for my choices then other than those of that hero. He was called the Demon King by someone, but he was a hero to me."

From hero to demon king.

That sort of thing was numerous in times of transition.

But for Mulan, the Demon King who once let himself die was the man who became a hero from the Demon King.

Reversible.

The rettel's lightness, which can be reversed at all costs.

Though I don't think it's a good idea to judge them only in terms of words like that, the word hero shines through all times.

So Mulan decided to keep calling the man a hero.

He said we were heroes who saved ourselves.

"You're getting a little wet. - So, why did you come here," Harsim "?"

That was Mulan's word as King Kushana.

Instead of being an old friend of his alumni, "Cood," he called him "Harsim" as the Prince of Lemuse.

Harsim also corrects his collar when he realizes what Moulin is trying to say.

From here on out - diplomacy.

"I have asked you to help me save Lemuse, and to let the mighty Museg blow a bubble. Naturally, there's something to hang on here."

In Harsim's eyes, there was a fiery burning flame.

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"Something to hang, huh? You have something like that in your current Lemuse? - Oh, I apologize if I offended you. But this is diplomacy. The lives of our own people are at stake. Forgive me for saying some harsh things."

That was Fassaris' word.

He sits in a chair with a body called a giant tree that makes a majestic giant stand perfectly straight and immobile to the rough wind.

"No, I also know what Fassaris is trying to say. If you're a king, you deserve it."

"So I ask you, can you make Lemuse present us with anything we can do to help?

Harsim snorted at the words of Fasalis.

Put one hand in front of you with a serious look and show it with your index finger up.

"To one."

Harsim started spinning the words with that in mind.

"In the basement of Lemuse there are mineral veins"

- Well, the mineral vein.

It was Mulan I was listening to on the side who roared at a mild rate.

It's floating, but there's a sharp light in my eyes.

"That's right. Besides, the Demon Stone Mine Vein"

"... are you serious?"

Once again, Mulan hammered.

Now it feels slightly more stunning than just now.

"Seriously."

In keeping with Moulin's light language, Harsim replied in a terminal manner.

"Is it not the same as what the present king offered for the consideration of the Inviolability Treaty?

"Oh, that's what I dared you to excavate to distract my father's attention from the demon stone mine vein of his destiny. Digging this one up ahead of my father and not letting my father find out was a lot of trouble. It's surprisingly sensitive to the smell of gold. - He only touches bribes every day.

Anyway, this is the mine I've been hiding for a long time. I knew there was a mineral vein there and I didn't dare dig it up "

"What's the reason?

Fassaris took the initiative to ask.

"As mentioned earlier. I can smell it if I dig it up. Besides my father, there may be others who smell that money."

"... a moozeg"

"I wonder. You can take one or two of the mineral veins, and now the Museg, from another country. Especially when you hear that there are many valuable mineral veins in the area north of Mooseg beyond our reach."

"Shall I say the speed of that Mooseg's driving, or the hand of the king who developed the mighty kingdom at once? Faithful and quick to prioritize"

"King Museg's political excellence has not begun right now."

A whisper in the words to return.

There seemed to be roughly a convergence of views on Mouseg.

Then there, now Kirishika, who has been listening in silence until now, joins the story with a similar only face.

She opened her thin lips as she put her long blue forehead to her ears with a fantastic trick.

"But thanks to that, we managed to survive south of Mooseg. Resistance by the Alliance of the Three Kings and - by the whim of Mouseg."

"It won't be so much luck as whimsy. The Three Kingdoms all survived because King Museg made reasonable decisions. I think you've done well, including steadily building up resistance from the Three Kings Alliance."

Harsim sent a straight praise for Kirishika's teethbiting words.

Keep it that way and get back to talking about feeling a little out of line.

"- So. I dug it up on this occasion. I have already accumulated quite a few excavating magic stones. Let's do that magic stone to you."

"Do, what? If they gave me the magic stone, it would be a useless long object (a bump) without a lot of use. Sometimes it's even easier to keep an eye on the enemy because of it."

With a gesture of acting like an actor, Moulin asked with a laugh.

"The Kingdom of Kushana will be building new tactical weapons"

- Did you find out?

But soon the act was seen through by Harsim.

Tongued deliberately, Mulan grinned.

"As always, you are obsessed with the machine industry because of the" stealing and listening "."

"At least hide what you were putting in the secret detective, dude"

"He didn't notice, so I'm teaching him a lesson."

Harsim deliberately laughed and showed with his nose at Moulin's accusations.

It was like a familiar exchange of sarcasm, never a sinister mood.

"We caught a couple of undercover detectives over here."

"My Aisha is competent. I don't want to be treated like one of those secret detectives."

"I know. I just snuck in here. That's telling enough.

- Fair enough. So, what's the size of that demon stone mine?

"It's definitely bigger than the depleted demon stone veins of the Kushana kingdom."

"Ha... you're finding out that much... Okay, that's enough."

Moulin laughed, weaving a bitter smile.

That's how you wave flirtatiously,

"If Lemuse will give enough of that magic stone to my Kingdom of Kushana, I can sign an alliance and do it. It's just me, though."

"Your place looks like an easy alliance if you give it to me."

"It is the development of the machine industry that is the grief of my Kingdom of Kushana"

Even Kirishika's irony, which flew from the side, Mulan showed in response to her graceful courtesy.

"Okay, so you got Mulan's approval. - Two more, where's Fasalis and Kirishika?

To Harsim's words, they both silenced at the same time.

That was a true sign that we were still too determined.

"I don't agree with that alone. At least my country, Zuria."

Let me ask you why.

It was Queen Kirisica of Zuria who lined up the words first.

"In addition to Celias-Blood-Mouseg over there, there are a number of excellent battle forces. Even if the Demon Stone cannon can be used enough, it still doesn't work with each other. We need more power.

- Can you give that power to Lemuse?

Kirisika's terms were easy to understand.

And the terms, Harsim expected.

So I could even state my mouth.

- Lie, talk to me.

"- I can get it out."

"Are you serious?

"Oh. Lemuse has power"

"I don't think there's anything like that."

Harsim spinned the words slowly and clearly after being slightly between them, against Kirishika, who did not even conceal the unbelievable expression.

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"- Let's lend you the power of over twenty Demon Kings."

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From there was the battle of Harsim.

It is a life-threatening, one-generation haphazard battle.