Hyaku Ma No Aruji

There was no wonder and no anger.

Instead, it seemed like my body would relax under the unexpected atmosphere and contents.

"Can you say it's difficult in that regard?"

"What are you talking about all by yourself?"

"What you did as an Alchemy is more like a King of Narumi than a King of Alchemistry, and I just deeply challenged you."

Indeed, this man was king.--A terrible example of a king that should be introduced to the world.

The side of the prosperous Windsor family as a merchant can no longer be lost, and it is better to call it a mutated tyrant who scorns the luxury of the young unattended.

"I'm not as obsessed with Windsor's family name as you are, but I don't think that's much."

A bump born of an excellent parent had excess power, but was swinging in the wrong direction. It's like that.

"I wanted you to have a little bit of character with you."

As much irony as I can get in front of this man.

Shaw managed to swallow the buzzing words and restart the golden sword.

"Ha, a merchant holds a sword?"

"It is said that the formation of the armed merchant began when a merchant bent and grasped the weapon he was carrying as a trade item."

A trader's reticence.

It is perfectly natural as a merchant.

― ― We can't just make important products unnecessary.

But the dealer was attacked by a bandit, and he had no choice but to hold his sword.

Carrying heavy baggage, he climbed the mountain through the field and travelled the world without rest.

Eventually, he kicked the bandits away by himself and put the sword he had used on his waist instead of the bags and sighed.

"Damn, I've lost my profits (already)."

A merchant is a person who has a business as a worker.

But they are not necessarily only able to trade.

"I wouldn't say that either, but after climbing that Lindholm spiritual mountain, I was able to move a little bit thanks to the trouble around me."

Shaw played quietly, but quickly.

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The Sword Emperor told me, "When fighting with a weapon, it's only in time."

Hmm.

Aim at the enemy's throat and stick out a slender sword.

Oops.

Gard avoided it by flying backwards instead of sideways.

- Not yet.

One step, two shots as you step forward.

Chi, be careful.

Gard then slapped the ground with his feet.

It's just money, after all.

Shaw senses the flow of the unique magic elements of the Windsor family.

"Alchemy."

- Why is that so?

Between the protruding sword and Gard's throat stood a golden wall that grew from the ground.

"I was just abusing it, and the surgical trigger speed is pretty good."

Transform the substance through the magic element into gold and manipulate it as you please.

The alchemy created by the Windsor family is the transformation of the former, but maintaining and manipulating the money generated in this way is also a characteristic force of this technique.

"On the contrary, don't you use it?"

Step on your feet again.

When Gardo hits the ground twice with his feet, the stone floors on both sides of the shaw rise in gold, like a thick pile, hitting the abdomen of the shaw.

"Unfortunately, I don't like this procedure as much as you do."

Turn around and play the right stake with your sword, avoiding the other one at once.

Hmm.

Immediately turn back towards Gard and turn to the tip.

The figure had the appearance of a warrior who could not be said to be skilled.

But Gard frowned when he saw Shaw like that.

"I can't figure it out. Besides, it's terrible."

I know without being told.

Shaw herself thought so.

--But why?

I couldn't help but use the technique they taught me in front of the main culprit who put the [Demon King] letterhead on Mizuho.

--Unusual.

Maybe I've changed since I met them.

I feel like my body has been strongly engraved with a strange hold other than the original purpose.

--Would I laugh if I looked back then?

We must reckon with the evil that this name has sown.

Whatever you do, you will not start your own life unless you settle it first.

That's why we have to make money.

The only way to relax this alchemy is by taking any other measures, using Windsor...

"Yes, indeed, I'm dull."

Apart from the original purpose, as a member of the League of Demon Kings, I began to have a cowardice that could not be added to the money.

"It's a paranoid fantasy, far from real profit."

Sometimes, however, such people's delusions and wishes bear fruit.

"Rather, perhaps somewhere in my heart I hope that the thoughts of those ahead of me will surpass this golden glow."

"Ha, waking up is waking up.I thought it was a little better.You're not just Windsor, you're a worse husband than the merchants of the Dark War. "

Gard shrugged his shoulders deliberately.

I hear Windsor is dead.

"Yeah."

"Is that because the gold I created has returned to the mud?"

"One of the triggers would be that."

I'll tell you how to include it.

I have something to think about now.

"One of the triggers is undoubtedly your vicious career, but..."

Maybe the Windsors...

"After what you did, you were destroyed because you couldn't throw a new hand."

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Windsor was too immature as a country.

They were too slow to interest themselves in politics (festivals).

"After all, it's a family of traders. The state that our family was to lead was also slower to emerge than many that existed before the Dark War, and was not very good at leading and controlling the people."

Still, my father was desperately looking for a way to take it and lead the country.

Shaw is still proud of his appearance.

"It was still good at first. At the beginning of the boom, there was only a strong aspect of the trading city where merchants gathered, so if there was cooperation between the chambers of commerce, it could serve as a minimum country."

So the first Windsor owner, who was said to be the best merchant, was able to put the Windsor business country on track successfully.

However, when the indigenous people were born after a while, the side of the city gradually faded as a mere trading city.

"If there is no interest, leave, and if there is interest, gather.Such freedom came about because non-indigenous traders accounted for the majority.But the indigenous people don't.They had a sense of belonging because they were born in Windsor as a nation.That's when we started to need politics. "

Unlike already completed traders, they must learn to live from scratch.

Of course, some are good, others are not.

It was around this time that Windsor became aware of the responsibility of the state.

"That was the watershed.Now that we have overcome the Dark War era, will we dismantle the state again and return to the original collection of merchants?Or will the state survive like this? "

And Windsor decided to survive as a nation.

"Failed again and again, and eventually you tried to solve everything with gold, unable to hit the next hand until the end, Windsor is dead."

I think my father struggled with pain, dressed himself more than usual, and tried his best to say it in plain words.

However, if we can lead the country correctly just by working hard, there is no nation that will perish in this world.

Yes, my father struggled.

I tried, but...

"I couldn't get my hands on it. I couldn't give an answer or make a decision."

Shaw felt something sticking up his chest.

I think it has become quite sentimental.

"So you want me to confess?"

Gard smiled provocatively and shook his head.

"- No"

Shaw returns the golden sword in his hand to gold.

"Nothing has changed where you just repented, and it has no impact on my decision at all.So you don't have to confess. "

Shaw cleverly stroked the gold coins between his fingers and took a breath.

"But you're simply in the way."

Slowly, Shaw raised her face.

"When I look at that light side, the past of Windsor comes back to my dull brain, so it's a big obstacle."

Shaw's eyes looked up at Gard.

Huh

And Gard looked in the eye and turned around.

"Let's not. I've done my duty as a member of the Demon Kings Federation.This will give you an excuse for yourself. "

Shaw was laughing.

Thin, sharp, and glorious.

The light that dwells in the eyes is cold, and there is deep darkness in the core.

"I'm probably the same."

Not like my father.

He was a reckless, but noble man on the side who tried to save everything.

On the other hand, it seems that he was born with the ruthlessness and radicality that he had to choose for his purpose.

"I should not be the head of state.Politics, however defeated, should be done by people who do not abandon their will to save everything. "

Shaw Jules Sherwood is making a decision.

"So I'll leave it to you."

Evans-Lynn-Windsor dies after reaching that goal.

"Let us restore the land, dedicate everything to the glorious merchants, and press them again for a choice."

The Paradise of the Merchants is once again in this era.

"Everything went crazy when I got this power."

Shaw spreads his hands.

The unique currents of magic that the Windsor family encountered swirled around in incredible momentum.

And then...

"My name is Evans Lynn Windsor.He is the last Alchemy King in the world to descend from Windsor. "

Everything in sight turned into shining gold.