Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

Without the Lord, the Imperial Palace Ebony Circle continued to be a symbol of the imperial capital Verga.

But as vibrant as it was when Verga reigned, it has been lost.

No, it was lost.

The Lord's return may come true.

To the good news that sprang up from its descent, the residents who admired Verga and remained in the castle were upbeat.

Neither Minotaur, the Kingsguard, nor Sacubas, who was a samurai, nor Dark Elf, a civilian. Whatever their position or race, their faces shine in hope.

And the atmosphere was also propagating to the city.

There is also the fact that he was heartbroken by the tragedy of the Verga Empire, which lost its pillar stone.

Some will miss the glory of when Verga existed.

But more than anything else, I was pleased with the very fact that Verga would return to earth.

No one had trouble with the deeds of that heavenly seamless empress. But at the same time, the people around them enjoyed it.

She was always a boring evil empress, but if anything funny, she laughs innocently like a girl. Many were fascinated by the smile.

An evil demigod who can repel the angels unleashed by the God of Good without creation. Some would have followed its power.

But more than that, he would not have been conscious, but Verga was loved.

Therefore, he worked to prepare to welcome the Lord, even though he had not been informed of any details.

"It's an innocent thing."

As we approach the window, we see running samurai and close guards.

Ray Cruz crushed untouched as he felt such a fever in a room in the redeemed castle.

There, there's no sign of looking down or, naturally, blessing. There was just the fact that I mouthed my thoughts.

As if he eventually lost interest - although suspicious as to whether it was originally there - he stepped away from the window and this room was left behind.

The black-clothed swordsman walks across the Imperial Castle carrying his own life-sweeping (life football).

Ray Cruz is prestigious, yet has an air that doesn't lend itself to anyone.

Some were wrong, but everyone gives way. With gratitude and awe.

But Ray Cruz doesn't even realize it. Would it be more correct to say that it is not in your eyes?

More than a year after I got my last shard at Li Kutua.

Ray Cruz, the swordsman in black, finally finished pointing to his last hand.

There are a few tasks left, all of which are simple compared to previous hardships. I can do it with a routine, it's just a job.

Achievement of the purpose is near.

What emotion is it to come to that breast? One look on Ray Cruz's face. From his immobile appearance, he couldn't peep.

"Szigil......"

You won't hear anything but yourself, little voice.

But that doesn't matter. The person I want you to hear is far away.

Now, not yet.

"Now, if you found out about my prospects, what would you say? No, they say..."

Ray Cruz gets a crush on fun because he called the name of the one he loves.

For the first time, my lips changed to the shape of a smile.

It's just such a fascinating, fierce grin that a misguided Sacubas maid falls in love.

Ray Cruz, however, is blind to it. No, don't even notice, let the wings of your imagination flap.

It's about Sigil, who's serious.

If you think about what you've done, you must be seriously turning your anger on me.

Perhaps you will be able to cross swords.

The swordsman's chest in black shouted at will, not according to the will of the owner.

The moment of destiny was approaching right to the side.

"Looks like you made me wait."

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It was in the throne room that Ray Cruz reached.

On a late date, a place where Empress Verga was watching the 'island' outside the window with a sobering look.

So waiting for the swordsman in black was two heavy towns.

Shereiron Latetal, who heads the Dark Elves and serves as Imperial Chancellor.

Bone Novor, the head of the Death Giant (Tanatos) who holds the guardian of Verga himself, “grabs the clouds too”.

Even if Verga's will - contention, don't let the strong be his successor - the two gave priority to the guardianship of the state.

Sherreylon Latetal is one of the oldest of the court ministers.

I met Verga shortly after my evil loving wife Beatrice left for heaven. The dark elf, who tried to set the remaining evil demigod on a puppet and conquer his reign, abandoned such an idea at first glance at her.

Instead, he decided to support the young Verga and make him ruler of the earth.

Bone Novol is older than that.

He seemed to have been close to his wicked beloved wife, Beatrice, and about Verga he had been as merciful as his daughter and grandson from birth.

of course, to be an evil death giant, but the thought is real.

To Verga, too, I guess that was passed on. This Ebony Circle was designed with high ceilings to allow free access even to Bourne Novore.

It will be difficult to put order to loyalty, but still, two contenders for one or two both of them.

But the look on Shelleylon Latetal's face is stiff and Bone Novor has his hands on a huge battle axe to intimidate him.

Verga was trying to come back if he was right, but he was dazzling Ray Cruz, who was supposed to exchange it on time.

"I obeyed your demands and made an ordinance against the kings of all races. So much less, we'll get together."

Dark Elf's Chancellor's voice is stiff.

I didn't trust Ray Cruz because of that attitude.

But there's also a reason for that.

"Now it's your turn. How, bring His Majesty back. Why do kings of all races need it? Let me tell you more."

"If you're going to make a fool of yourself... be prepared!

You can never say we're close, Sherreylon Latetal and Bone Novor.

But through their thoughts on Verga, the two minds are united.

Ray Cruz laughed in front of such heavy towns of the Verga Empire.

Nor shall it be intimidating.

That should be it, too. It was a grin of pity.

"Why did you call the kings of all races? Regardless, I would like to show my beloved queen the moments of her re-emergence... not that I should love her."

The smile of the swordsman in black gets even darker, and in proportion, the two vigilance jumps.

It was a waste.

"God. And there is no doubt that if this happens that all God will come down to earth, after all, that evil empress will also return to earth."

Ray Cruz's plan.

Asked about it, Bournonovol couldn't even react, not to mention Shelleylon Latetal.

Make the most of it by pointing your gaze at the swordsman in black like you see the murder blade.

"Right. Don't you notice?"

Normally, yes, Ray Cruz pulls out his sword while smiling bitterly.

In the back of his brain, a visitor's archmage (Arch Mage) appeared, deeply connected from his origins.

Whether it's Eldrick or Vainamarinen. Not even Suigil.

I have encountered the spiral of despair (Leliouria) many times, the figure of Yut Amaxa.

"I'll keep my word, I promise."

Abandoning any further explanation, Ray Cruz waved his sword uncrafted.

Its sword flashes penetrate the void of Sherreylon Latetal, hunting his neck - on the verge.

"I won't let you do it, young man!

Dead giant leader "grabbing the clouds too” Bone Novor got stuck.

Swing a giant battle axe down the floor and try to break the life sip.

"I'm not saying don't resist. I don't know if I have that obligation, but I have a right."

"What are you throwing up?"

That was totally true of Ray Cruz.

I am aware that my own deeds are entirely my personal self. There's no big deal or name for it.

He therefore takes it for granted that he will be subject to resistance and himself to revenge.

Most of all, that's why I didn't intend to get hit or change my way.

With force, push it all through.

"They suck it all up to that soul. Let me tell you something."

"You don't need to take care of me!

Originally, I guess I didn't trust you rather than be on guard.

As soon as Ray Cruz got his fangs out, Bone Novor opened up the spirit of death (Aura) and waved down its huge battle axe.

"The Engraved Circle of Pain"

Shelleylon Latetal, who has taken off his predicament, also responds calmly.

Activate the prefabricated Divine Spell to match Bone Novor's attack. With the help of Dark Elves and Soraf, the spider's guardian goddess, he created a magical formation that emits severe pain under Ray Cruz's feet.

Purple darkness erupts, clutching to the swordsman in black.

Stopped by a divine spell on this fifth staircase, Bone Novor unleashes a special blow.

An inescapable combination, rolled out by two people who are usually often in conflict.

"In the nest of the ancient dragon (Elder Dragon) living in Li Kutua, far east, it was asleep"

But Ray Cruz doesn't make it a one-stop shop.

Continue your activity flat, even though unbearable pain should be attacking you.

"Nooo, ahhh"

A voice of confusion, raised from the head of the dead giant.

I can't do it.

The battle axe you slapped is prevented, even though there is so much difference between your stature and what you get. Not even a black-clothed swordsman would be slight if he pushed it in with all his might.

"A treasure (artifact) that unleashes the spiral of despair from prison, just like the treasure of Sandalwood's fanaticism (Ebony Orb), the dazzling Dusk Reaper."

Suddenly, life sipping is engulfed in the darkness of disaster.

Then the darkness danced demonically and reshaped.

Dark, on a giant sickle.

"Originally, we need the life of a paranormal being like the Prince of the Spirit... but this time, we plan to go in more quantities than quality"

The Devil's Sword Life Sip, which was Ray Cruz himself.

It fused with the rampant twilight sickle, and the spiral of despair became an instrument for fulfilling Ray Cruz's purpose.

The seal of the helix of despair is unsealed, and -

"Feed for it."

The sickle was waved, and the Imperial Palace itself was slashed and torn apart, not only by the flesh.

Unmercifully, unmoved.

And the tragedy began.