Islands Lagranje.

From when did the great city that was the capital of the former holy kingdom of Rutheginia become a swirling, massive black brain.

Since the onset of the clouds that continue to expand while constantly pouring rain, the city has been immersed in permanent darkness and moisture, and many people have left the city.

In particular, the upscale and affluent people who had room to settle elsewhere made up the majority of the escape procession.

Despite the numerous departures of the upper class, however, the population of the city did not diminish. Rather, it grew.

It was because there were many who wanted to be within the chaos and safe walls. Especially in the east and north, many people have gathered in Lagrange for safety.

Refugees who are not familiar with the situation of Lagrein find unique sculptures that cannot be found anywhere else at the altitude of the ancient Rutheginia, once called the City of Eternity.

Ugly and terrifying statues made of shiny black crystals in the endless rain.

Refugees have no way of knowing who they are, but suspicious groups in the back alleys of the system whisper secretly to the statue.

It's an idol of the evil gods who were defeated by the gods long ago.

“ ……. ”

Emperor William Quinton Marlborough was looking down on a rainy garden on the terrace of an airy palace floating in the sky above the archipelago.

Once full of beautiful flowers, all that remained were dead grass and twisted trees.

An officer walks through the desolate garden, frying mud and bowing down before the emperor.

“The barbarians have started South Korea. When we analyze the path, we find that the Barbarians are after this place, Lagrange. ”

The emperor asked in a loud voice, carrying a backpack.

“What are the trends in Chromgard? ”

“We don't know what's happening to the Wandering King. His location is unknown after Kim Sung-cheol attended the World Congress. ”

“Is that so?"

The emperor nods and shakes his hand to force the officers to retreat.

On the terrace, only the sound of rain echoes.

The emperor who was standing alone in the rain was looking far north.

“Finally, here they come. ”

Strong barbarians who say one man has physical abilities comparable to thirteen continents.

There are more than 100,000 such monsters coming here, to Lagranje.

No king with a strong heart will be able to remain calm.

However, the emperor was rather pleased with their great advance. It's because the barbarians' ideals gave them confidence.

The emperor caught sight of an isolated area, like an island surrounded by high walls, just outside the city.

Old Lagranje.

On paper, the land where no one lives and in fact, not a single cub roams dead, but underground in the city was hidden the secret of the sacred Rutherginia Kingdom that dates back to the past.

The emperor stared at the spire that stood above the Old Town.

A worn, old, cheeky spire on the outside. But what was flowing at the end was a stream of infinite and vast pure magic.

Underneath the spire are massive magical enchantments, controlling the magical powers radiating from the tower, creating a massive brainstorm that envelops the city.

The emperor's gaze crosses the steeple tower and eventually turns to the brains that cover the entire lagranje.

“Eventually, he'll show up here. ”

The emperor opened his mouth as he watched the rain pour down like it was swallowing up the city.

A confident eye glows in the dark.

“But it won't work the way you think. ”

*

A fleet of ancient and Elven kingdoms has emerged at the eastern turn of the Human Empire.

Underneath the sky where dozens of fleets reside, on the ground, dwarven fortresses have finished their long-range teleports, revealing the immense significance of their insides.

It was truly spectacular to see the moving heavenly sanctuary and the castle of the earth gathered together.

Kim Sung-cheol, the leader of all these forces, sat at the command post of the bridge and watched the situation.

“We have a large force approaching from the east. ”

At some point, Shin, who suddenly became Sylphide's crew, reported to Kim Sung-cheol in a cheerful voice.

Kim Sung-cheol was able to identify the coming military through a crystal ball attached to the commander's seat.

A beautiful woman with red hair was at the forefront of the army. Markorade, leader of the Eastern Union.

“This is all of them. ”

Marakia, who grew up differently every day, lifted her long throat and said.

It's exactly what he said.

Right now, east of Ragranje, all available power remaining in the world has been gathered.

The purpose of lending their armies willingly to those who were stubborn, arrogant, and ignorant of their own will was to solve the greater disaster.

The third disaster brought by the Book of Catastrophes.

One king.

The last crown is the golden crown that descends from the Old Rutheginian Kingdom, written by the Emperor of the Human Empire.

The purpose of Kim Sung-cheol who has brought an army that is the majority of the world's electricity is to get the crown.

The emperor returned all the envoys sent by Kim Sung-cheol and showed no intention of any conversation.

Meanwhile, the barbarians are heading south towards Lagranze.

If we let this happen, the Emperor and the one million people gathered in Lagrein will all be lost.

None of this is the end Kim Sung-cheol wants.

In most of the Dwarf kingdoms, the opinions of the Wandering King's army deployed outside Lagrein right now have been overwhelming.

As a result, tens of thousands of troops are gathering in the plains of eastern Lagrein, and the scale is still rising at this very moment.

As chairman of the World Congress, Kim Sung-cheol could not argue with the modern opinion. He had already tried to talk to me several times, but I was blocked and wasted my time as a result.

The barbarians were left to die, taking down and burning many cities between Lagrange and the north.

Scouts report that every time the city was captured, the Barbarians held a blood festival until they were tired of the genocide close to extinction.

An unidentified spy, but some scouts have heard voices and laughter that are difficult to resist when the Barbarians undergo blood rituals.

Either way, it must be terrifying news.

Kim Sung-cheol and the World Congress leaders gathered at Sylphide to start an operation meeting while the entire army was preparing their camp.

“There's nothing to see, is there? Right now, let's take the entire army and ambush Lagranza to take down the city and bring the Emperor to justice. ”

In Sung-cheol Kim's biggest enemy, Din Craft has now become his strongest supporter.

“A personal thought, but the emperor is just a child who doesn't want to give up his crown. ”

Arcanite expressed her thoughts with a distinctive sarcasm.

Markorade gave a more radical opinion.

“The emperor deserves to be executed. Not all of the destruction in the east is his fault, but it is true that he and Aquila, the Old World Council, have turned their backs on the east. ”

She was already trying to decide what to do with the Emperor.

There were perspectives and opinions, but the direction was clear.

Immediate aggression against Ragranje.

The leader of the Barbarians is a rumor that they have already taken the city of gold by approaching the golden city, which is already a week's walk from Lagranje.

There is no more time.

Before the barbarians invade, at least the inner parts of humanity must end.

However, Kim Sung-cheol was still hesitant to attack.

Because he didn't have faith in the Emperor at this very moment.

“ ……. ”

Perhaps Kim Sung-cheol would have ordered an attack on Lagranje without delay if he hadn't met the Emperor in the Tower of Eunza.

That meeting was important.

A sense of long-lasting, indescribable relief in warm water.

The feeling Kim Sung-cheol felt is real.

"William, what the hell are you thinking? ’

The emperor he knew was once a man who could put his life on the line for Kim Sung-cheol to truly believe.

Although it turned disappointing in the passage of time, the last time I saw the emperor was reclaiming the image of William whom Kim Sung-cheol liked and relied on.

There must be a reason why he's planning such a dreadful scheme even in the Apocalypse.

Such hesitation slowed Kim Sung-cheol's decision.

“We must end this quickly in any form. ”

Din Craft once again called for Kim Sung-cheol.

The other lords did not speak, but their eyes were still behind Dynkraft with attitude.

“Mmmm... ”

Bertelkia looked into Kim Sung-cheol's mood as she felt that the air around her was bad.

Kim Sung-cheol's heart beat is normal.

In his mind, however, are dark clouds, similar to those lodged in the air of Ragranze.

There is a conflict between duty and faith.

“First of all, let's take a day off. The soldiers are exhausted and have yet to join the Wandering King's army. ”

In the end, Kim Sung-cheol did not reach a conclusion.

In the remaining cabin alone, Kim Sung-cheol poured a glass of liquor without sleeping all night.

Bertelkia looks back at Kim Sung-cheol while playing with the key of the safe keeper in Troy.

His face is as expressionless as ever, but Bertelgia can tell.

Kim Sung-cheol's wandering is still going on and there's no sign of an end.

Alcohol couldn't give him any help.

There is only one answer that ends Kim Sung-cheol's wandering.

It is a choice.

“What do you want to do? ”

Bertelkia opens her mouth to Kim Sung-cheol, staring into the air dazed with drunk eyes.

“... I'm going to send you another envoy. ”

Perhaps it is the last consideration for the emperor Kim Sung-cheol can take.

More than that, the monarchs will not wait.

If this happens, the hard-earned integration can collapse at once.

But Kim Sung-cheol knows.

It has already been sent several times.

Even if they come now and send an envoy, the emperor will accept it.

That's why Kim Sung-cheol has to rely on alcohol more.

To comfort the disappointment of an unrequited faith.

The flask tilted and filled the glass with pumpkin liquid.

Kim Sung-cheol took a quick sniff with his shaking eyes.

Kim Sung-cheol sighed with his eyes closed as he felt the drunkenness rising from his stomach.

Seeing that, Bertelkia tucks the key into the bookshelf and suddenly says,

“Why don't you go yourself? ”

Kim Sung-cheol's eyes shook violently.

“You've been in hiding before. Why don't you go back and meet him in person? ”

“But Bertelgia. I was different then and I am different now. If I were an enemy of the world, I would now be responsible for the World Congress...”

“There's no difference. ”

Bertelkia cuts off Kim Sung-cheol's words.

“You're you. ”

Vertelgia flew up through the bookshelf and tapped the heart of Kim Sung-cheol with the edge of the book.

“You can take less than an hour, right? Isn't that right?”

“ ……. ”

The hangover that was clouding Kim Sung-cheol's eyes disappeared like fog under the morning sun.

Bertelgia looked at Kim Sung-cheol and said again.

“Who's gonna stop you? ”

When Kim Sung-cheol heard that, he closed his eyes and burst his eyes. A smile came to his mouth that had been stiff for a long time.

“You're right. ”

Kim Sung-cheol stared out the dark window with his disappearance. Occasionally, the city of the wall of a giant cloud sits in the western sky where thunder strikes.

Kim Sung-cheol poured his last drink and took a deep breath. I didn't drink to soothe the mood.

A drink to strengthen your resolve.

“William.”

*

La Grande II district.

Living in Zone 2 in the quality of life, status, and determined lagrange is a sign that the person has the highest level of identity and wealth.

Of course, it's in the past.

Since the Emperor was isolated and the sculpture of Asin was in Lagranje, and after the privileged group left the city, only empty houses remained in the upper four boroughs.

Nevertheless, living in the upper district of Lagrange, full of slums and refugees, still means that the person is special.

“Wow! Look at this bed! Grandpa, you're so fluffy. ”

Clariss dived into a luxurious bed made of goose hair and enjoyed a plump feeling.

For Clariss, who had lived in Lagranje for a short time, living in a mansion in District 2 was a luxury she had never dreamed of.

Working as an actress in the factory district of District 7 at that time, she could only glance at the mansions in the upper part of the district that were shining with the morning starlight.

But now, Clariss has moved into the mansion of her choice. There are many maids and servants at the gate, looking down, waiting for her command.

“Money is the best. ”

However, his grandfather was not in a good mood. Maybe it's the constant rain and bad weather.

Kurt Assam stands at the window and says nothing.

“What's the matter? Grandpa, on this fine day. ”

When Clariss asked, Kurt Asam replied with a trembling voice, wrapped around his body to see if he was feeling chills.

“I don't feel so good. ”