Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

Royal Castle of the Principality of Tycoon, Chancellor's Office.

Inside, discussions had been held between three people, Dillen, Agato and Sarchese, to face each other and move a certain operation to execution.

"My lord, we have completed a circular to give priority to supplying weapons stores throughout the city."

"Um, not a single failure will be tolerated. Be sure you get it right."

The complexion of Agato who made the report cannot be dismissed. There seems to be something about this operation.

"My lord, can't we still change this operation, especially the part about threatening pregnant women?

A slight objection from a man who has obeyed like a loyal dog. The operation to capture the disciples of this battle fist was drawn up by Sarchese. It means luring targets from the front, securing, intimidating, and obeying his weightless, immobile boyfriend. Sure, the boulder agato could not help but dispute the operation, which was unacceptable but too inhumane.

"Hey, it's Knights Chief Sun. Do you have any more objections to my operation? Don't you forget that you were deprived of the prince's personality because it was an unshakeable operation?"

"Come on!"

"Agato, this is the earliest decision. Or... do you want to betray me too?

Agato stiffens numbingly to Dillen's words. Although the decree was laid down at that scene, information leaked from somewhere, and several of the strong aristocrats had returned to their territory for good reason. It is a project close to the proposition to secure the means to counter the final weapon there, since the loss of courage will be fatal for the unmarked Prime Minister. Agato could not speak out strongly against it because he knew it, too.

"No, I am Your Excellency's knight. Because I stand here by righteousness to Your Excellency!

"Fine then. So here's the plan... Gu, gu, gu, gu, gu!

Suddenly, Dillen held her head down and gave her a distressed look. "Or, my lord!?" and Agato rushing right over, but not usually disturbed at all by the strangeness of its appearance. Nor can he hide the colour of perplexity. I felt like Sarchese squealed something back there but couldn't even afford to care less about it.

Agato kneels beside him and supports Dillen. On Dillen's forehead, blood vessels rise and sweat seeps in. Even the groaning of the beast raised a disturbing voice and made his breath rough. Agato feels that some kind of force is acting indescribably as magic. But what can I do? When I was cruising, the sound of something playing with Pavan echoed all over the room, mainly Dillen.

A stream of memories runs through Dillen's brain as it overflows as soon as possible. The altered and guided consciousness was overwritten to normal self-consciousness. The memories I remember will not be recovered as soon as possible. The sense of loss will also be flavored at the same time. He chewed it so hard and hard that he thought his back teeth would smash. He swallowed it.

Dillen throws Guillaume and Sarchese in a flowing motion through the protective dagger provided at the desk in front of her. I couldn't even react to Agato for a moment, but Sarchese avoided it all the time, unintentionally.

"Hey, Prime Minister Sama. All of a sudden, it's a mess."

"... shut up... how dare you kill my wife! Besides, you were sure I stabbed Todome then! Why are you alive!!

"Or, my lord!?

He stares at Sarchese without concealing the wrath that has disappeared without a trace, such as the clothes of the previous cold prime minister. That gaze was sharp enough to illuminate that it was the only way to shoot people.

Agato's chills strike at his squeaky, grumpy low voice. Above all, I couldn't hide the confusion in the leopard of what I was serving. This is the first time this person, who does pale government affairs, has so far exposed his own emotions. And what's 'wife'? Dillen, whose private life is completely unknown in the first place, had no information about his family other than his daughter. If he has a daughter, it's not strange that he has a wife, but he doesn't even know how long he has served.

"Chi, that idiot. I told you, did you break the human pillar"... "? Jesus Christ, my predecessor"... "blew it up until he died, and it got a lot lighter when he broke."

"What, you say? Sarchese, what are you talking about?

Agato, who has not been able to swallow at all, is a big wolf. Did you set your lord up? What the hell is this guy talking about? Still, the body was interrupting between the two to shelter Dillen from conditional reflexes.

In contrast, Sarchese smiled quickly when she looked bitter. Smile like an indescribable bottomless creep.

"Prime Minister Sama, wonder why I exist here? I know. Ten years ago, I felt a sword in the chest of your inner wife, the Elf woman. It was an unpleasant feeling. Plus this heart you stabbed me with. Kuku, what's up, Knight Commander Sun? Is the title and the sword in your hand decorative?

Dull thinking, heavy body, from earlier Agato could not wipe discomfort with his body and this situation. I'm not even sure what it is for. My body feels unspeakable distrust and anxiety. Besides, I haven't been able to swallow anything at all and the feeling of impatience was the only thing on my mind.

But still, I will not put up with this remark to my lord as soon as possible. He holds his sword in his hand that he has also become a hostile and demeaning being.

And he waved the sword in his hand down to Sarchese without hesitation.

Zash!

... should have.

"A, Agato......"

"Or, my lord!? Hey, why am I!? You must have waved your sword at him!

The full blow that Agato shook down had cut Dillen's body in pieces. Deep down, the blade cleaves the body and the wound reaches considerable depth. The blood flowing out of the dugout stained the carpet bright red. Dillen falls down on her knees to see if she is losing strength in her legs due to too much bleeding. Agato is relieved that he has harmed those he should have protected and falls to his knees.

"Ku, kuhaha. I can't believe he's the Knights Commander. He has a big title, but did he take it lightly? I just misjudged him a little. This is why it's easy for them to get used to peace. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Haven't you even heard it the earliest? Just fine, can you just do it? The Catalyst... will you turn it into a sword filled with pride and righteousness"

Something like a black crystal races out of its palm as Sarchese squeezes her right hand to make a blunt sound of Vonvon, making it less than 10 cm in size to touch Agato's sword, which squeaks a bump and something. Then, it slips into the metal patterned area. Something in the shape of a crystal, but magical, must have taken shape. Obviously bigger than the pattern, it was sucked into it up to a piece ahead.

"Skill activated. Fallen Heart Mastery

Agato softly rises to the occasion when he wonders if something has overflowed more slowly than the sword. And he knelt down under the circus as it was. His eyes are vain and he can barely feel what is willful.

"Ku... you..."

Dillen stares at the look with a shining eye. It was best to move my face as soon as possible. The man who was playing a dogma that looked down with a slightly unpleasant grin on it.

"Now this guy is as good as I want. My predecessor, who tried to manipulate me while leaving me unaware, did a lot of trouble. Now, what are we going to do with this Chancellor Sama... for the sake of leaving her like this... no, okay? Even after he's dead, you can parasitize him and move him. Even if someone finds it, you can tailor it to your hand over there. Damn, really, Chancellor Sama has nowhere to throw it away. Kuhahaha."

Surchez does not hide his mockery at Dillen, who falls and falls unconscious. It seemed like I really enjoyed using others as well.

"Phew, I'd like to tap the policy into that idiot who ruined this guy for ten years for now again. It's time to finish creating the doll... I just want to finish getting ready for a fun, fun war."

Return the heel and leave the office behind. Agato walked behind to follow it.

Only Dillen, who also breathes incessantly, was left. All I could say was that his appearance in the wind front lamp was unbroken. Is it the phrase that killed his wife, his uncomfortable manipulation by that hateful opponent as he pleases for ten years?

Such was the thought of who would not lean alone and breathe out in the office. No, something comes in there. That shines so weak that it's going to disappear now. The ball of light enters Dillen's body, which is about to catch his earliest breath.

……………

Eventually it came out of Dillen's mouth. The faint light had become slightly dull from light to gray, but I don't see the feeling it was going to disappear. He slipped straight out the window and flew away somewhere.