Count Emegis' office.
Emegis sat on the chair and stared at the void.Videos that float there.
It transcribes the sights of the Heavy Missile Mine - the sights of the Rafen that Forth is manipulating.
Licht and Rio were fighting the giant lizards who were waving their swords.
"... you need to crush me right now"
Emegis smiles as he clicks, but the Lichts are fighting well.
"Don't you want to do it? I can't help it. - Come on."
"I understand."
Forth, a dead tree-like man standing beside the Count, nodded.A crystal ball was gripped in his right hand.
The crystal sphere reflected a heavily mythrilled golem that slept behind the mine.
A prototype that was constructed when the mine was active in the past, with materials flowing sideways.It has been left unattended for a long time, but thanks to it, a useful day has come.
Golem activates.
"... let me see how my Golem opponent can stand without slashing or magic."
I thought it was an instant ravage.
That didn't happen.
Alberto, the Marquis magician who came to talk about Licht, keeps firing white arrows to stop the Golem.
I can't hear you, so I don't know what kind of magic you're using.
(... white arrow...? magic arrow?)
The Count didn't make it.
I didn't think the Golem of the Heavy Mythrill would stop when it was a beginner's magic arrow.The kind of magic arrow that a gray-haired woman actually emitted was lightly played.
"Forth, can you do something?"
"... please wait"
But the situation moved faster than that.
The video shakes suddenly.
It's like a raffin fell.No, I fell. Raffen's vision revealed a halo of capture nets tied to his body.
The Count says in a sick tone.
"... did you find out?"
"Looks like there's a shard.Let's do a Special Attack. "
The chin and Forth snip their fingers.
Raffen rips the capture net light and rises.
If the Raffin awakens to the power of darkness, the Lichts will be upset.I originally planned to throw away the raffin. There is no problem.
There's a smile in Forth's mouth.
The expression was immediately distorted in dismay.
"Nh, what...?!"
At the same time, the video that was floating in the hollow disappeared.
The Count opens his mouth.
"What happened, Forth?"
"... he must have been killed..."
Forth, who doesn't think the power of darkness has been lifted, speaks of legitimate expectations.
"Well, I knew that would happen, but I was surprised at the speed of the decision.It was quite cruel for Countess Richter. "
Hmm.
The Count smiled with his nose.
"Will you come, Counts Stram?"
You don't know the details.
I'll take care of Rafen as much as I do.That bloodthirsty man will come back as a ball of fire.
The Count is not anxious about such a prediction.
Because the victory has already been confirmed.
"Forth, it's over, right?"
"Yes, last night. I'm bringing him in."
Forth raised his voice to the next room.
"Come in."
Immediately after the voice, the door opened and a beautiful woman came in.
Beautiful woman.
The beauty of the words is not enough.
--It looks like a doll made by God is walking.
The Third Princess of Nastasia Valentianu.
But he looked completely different.
The elegant smile that always comes to mind in front of people, or the winning smile that can only be seen by a knowledgeable opponent, does not come to mind on that white magnetic face.
Absolutely nothing.
There was a faint expression in the open ocean.
He also tied his mouth and stood silently by the count's desk.
"What about these hobbies?"
Forth snapped his fingers.
And Nastasia said:
"I love you very much, Countess."
"... hmm, nonsense"
The Count slashed and abandoned. There is no joy in being told by an emotionless doll.
(... has the third princess, who was praised as a god-made doll, really become a doll?)
Rather, the irony entertains the Count's heart.
"Have you completely become your puppet?"
"Yes, it took me a while.Everything is what I think it is. "
"But at the top of the Buddha, you'll soon notice something unusual."
"No problem."
Suddenly, the usual smile appeared on Nastasia's face after Forth responded.
"You can do it."
"Excellent."
The Third Princess is already in the hands of the Count.
The Count will not be defeated as long as there are the most powerful pieces of the royal family.
Besides, the soldiers in the castle are already brainwashed by Forth's thread.Richard won't listen to what he says.
And...
A secret refinery underneath this castle.There is also a trump card called "Super Giant Golem Made of Heavy Mythrill."
There is no way to stop what is rightfully called the demonization of God.It's just twisting and crushing.
The Count's mouth twisted with joy.
"Kukuku... how can you help me, Count Stram?"