Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Altair, the capital of the Empire of Altair.

"Let go of the arrow. Don't give them time to put up a bow."

Cardinal Baghouf's army was launching an attack from the south side of Alteria.

The soldiers of the Cardinals, who have coincided with time and from other directions, are attacking with ferocity.

Wilhelmina stares silently at that.

Five thousand Polpo soldiers she led also covered at first, but fled back to collapsed headquarters in an instant before the Alterian defenseman's fierce counterattack.

"I'm sorry I can't help you. We've got a lot of weak soldiers."

"I don't mind. Nor was I expecting anything from Porpo's soldiers in the first place. Take a good look."

Baghoof laughed and didn't even look particularly disappointed.

Rather, the weak soldier of Porpo was the opposite reassuring element when it came here.

Assuming Wilhelmina is lost in blood, there's nothing to worry about if the soldiers you can take are so weak.

Wilhelmina strokes her chest down exaggerated before looking back.

Zaphnes at the end of his gaze nods small with his head down.

A porpoise soldier kicked in for a breath in the first war, but the number of soldiers had barely decreased because they collapsed so quickly.

The battle lasted day and night, but the defensemen fell one after the other, and the tower burned and collapsed.

Alteria was a heavy fortified city, but it did not last long to the overwhelming number of troops and the battle that besieged the Quartet from the beginning.

"The gate's broken! Go in!"

Siege soldiers finally break through the gate, and cavalry and spear soldiers enter in large numbers.

"You're done."

Zaphnes squeaks.

"Yeah, but look at that. Alteria's defensemen won't stop the resistance."

At the tip of Wilhelmina's finger, the Alterian defensemen challenge to stop the avalanche of Balhoof soldiers as furious as it gets.

"Give death to the traitor!

"Let's die with the joy of being able to go to God!

Overwhelming disadvantages in numbers, and even broken down to the gate, did not diminish the will at all.

He was skewered but aimed to discuss it, and one ate it with his nails and teeth, even if he lost his weapon.

"Were some of Altair's biggest fanatics..."

"Can you handle them like that?"

Wilhelmina says so boringly.

All the defeats of the first war were to avoid a proper collision with them, who turned into dead soldiers as planned.

"But that's never happened either. Wolf smoke is also rising from the east and north. Looks like they broke through the castle gate."

There's nothing you can do about being attacked from all sides, no matter how many dead soldiers.

Moreover, except for the fanatical core unit, the attacker is unable to hide the confusion by saying cardinal.

"And from here on out, it's a war without spears or bows."

"Please, my queen, if you screw up, we'll all fall apart."

Wilhelmina started getting ready to whine, "Give it up when it does."

The fanatical soldiers who chase them to their death are also eventually wiped out, Balhoof. The rest of the army breaks through the castle gate from each direction to the centre of Alteria...... to the Temple of Altair.

The people jump out of the house with tools that are likely to become weapons, but they are baffled by the fact that the enemy is flying the same Altair symbol and stop moving.

"Dear Cardinal? What does this mean? What the hell happened?

"The enemy... there are no heathens here... that?

"Don't resist. This is the true will of Altair. If you fight, faithful I pray to God at home!

When Balhoof drinks so much, the people leave their weapons on the ground with a troubled face and go back to their homes.

"If other countries had attacked, would all of these guys have been enemies? Don't get cold."

Zaphnes slaps his mouth in vain, but Wilhelmina doesn't answer.

Eventually the army reached the front of the Temple of Altair - which also looks too magnificent and huge a castle to say a temple.

The soldiers stop naturally in front of the temple.

"From here on in, there's only one sanctuary in the priesthood."

"Oh, if we step in, we're going to hell."

"Don't point your tips at the temple! I'll buy God's wrath!

"That's it. We'll have to go alone."

Balhoof and the other Cardinals also tried to bring only some of their men into the temple... that was when it was within their expectations.

"Believers."

Beautiful as ringing a bell, and a good passing voice sounds.

"Don't be afraid of Altair's wrath"

A long climbing staircase leads to the interior of the temple, where a single car slowly descends.

They are adorned with white colours, and they are all dressed in white.

Thin silk is lowered from the roof, and the rider's face cannot be seen.

This was the one who ruled Altair, the Pope.

"Ho, under the Pope!?

"Hi-no-no!!

The soldiers hurry to throw out their weapons and fall on the ground.

If you listen carefully, it was not the Pope himself who rides, but the woman dressed uniquely to refrain from beside him.

After approaching the Pope, the woman was humbly nodding and giving her voice with that beautiful voice.

The people of Shirai are not even allowed to hear the Pope's word, which is considered divine rebirth, and the witchless woman speaks for the word.

"Poor sinners, did they hang out with the traitors? Fear the wrath that betrayed God!

A beautiful voice pierces the soldiers.

The soldiers start to gut and tremble as they fall down.

The witch rebelled against the rebels with an even harsher voice.

"Cardinal Balhoof, why disobey the Altair God? The apostasy is the path to eternal hell!

The people, who should have been back home at some point, are also lying on the table.

Return the bug hoof without placing it in your hair.

"No! I am still Artair's loyal servant. Only to the Pope of this world would you want to flip the anti-flag!

The witch returns even more harshly.

"Same thing, I descended into the present life, Altair's split! When you disobey me, when you disobey God, you agree!

No soldiers or people around me are making their ears clear without saying a word.

If it were to be said here, Balhoof would be torn apart not only from the people, but also from his own soldiers.

Hide the sweat flowing on your forehead and return it further.

"Again no! The Pope will have to be divine. Why would a mountain erupt in fire if the omnipotent Altair were to be worldly, and ashes cover the country, and the plague of the devil strikes the faithful followers!? It is all the work of the Pope, who deceives the name of Altair."

As the two say each other, Zaphnes looks down and shivers his shoulders.

"Fool, don't laugh. If he loses, it's over, right?

Wilhelmina cautioned so but herself hid her face with a fan.

"Stupid, all the difficulties are God's gifted trials! A divine move to burn out a traitor like you!

As soon as the witch answered that, Balhoof's eyes gleamed.

"Altair doesn't need to be omnipotent and sear out the traitors! I see the Pope as not understanding God's truth!

It was a silence in front of Balhoof, who studied theology thoroughly from an early age, whether there was a rush ahead of the rebels.

The witch rushes back to hear the Pope's words, but the man folds even more.

"Woman, step forward."

"Yes."

One woman comes forward from the side of Balhoof. The woman was dressed in a cleric's guise.

"This cleric was a reward given by the Pope"

A voice of agitation rises from the people.

"Sent as a reward for her warfare, this woman tried to give me flesh!

"It was the Pope's life. I want to give everything to Master Balhoof..."

The witch's face is distorted.

"Does the incarnation of God give women to believers!? Is such a teaching possible!?

The voice of agitation spreads purposefully.

A witch who was trying to fix an earlier lapse returns to the Pope's throne.

"This is a testament to the fact that the Pope of the world is just a monster and that the temple has become a castle of corruption!

"I guess they were usually delicious"

"If you say so in the normal course of time, you will only be rebelled as an immoral cardinal, but now you will be an attacker."

Wilhelmina and Zaphnes exchange words with Hiccup.

For his part, the Pope can hardly argue with the many rehearsals he makes against Balhoof, who says it off early in his succession.

"I can't possibly do that either. Without any ground--"

"If God is truly reborn, there is no need for a rationale or anything like that, if you give me a divine punishment, that would be all!

Words through witches increase majesty in a solemn atmosphere, but were overwhelmingly unfavourable to hold discussions.

I couldn't afford it in sight, and Balhoof's advantage was obvious to everyone's eyes.

And finally, Balhoof puts out the trump card.

"God's grace is no longer in the Pope! The miracle is in my hands!

The man put up a small bottle of medicine in his hand so that the people could see it.

"This is a special effect of Devil's disease, flame pox disease! With this one bottle we can restore the lives of those who are still dying!

Whoa, my voice rose from all around me.

Some lords with Altair hubs and excellent information networks knew very little about medicine, but it was the first time for the people and soldiers.

Flame pox disease was a known subject of fear in Altair even in young children.

Once afflicted, no medication worked. It was a terrible disease that most would corpse, and was feared as the exhalation of the devil.

No one says they have special effects and they don't show interest.

"There is no excuse for apostasy where such counterfeit drugs have been shown"

The Pope denies it, but Balhoof puts several men and women forward with confidence.

"My husband and I both picked up our lives with the medicine the Cardinal gave us."

"The Cardinal was about to perish alone in the field. Please give me the medicine gently."

After I say it, men and women swear by Altair God.

"Oh, is that why you deliberately helped a beggar on the road who was dying of wildness?"

Zaphnes' words can be heard no other than Wilhelmina.

"This is the miracle shown on earth -"

"Why is that miracle in my hands that disobeyed the Pope! This is proof that the present Pope is a god, but an ordinary man whose grace cannot even be granted".

Soon Balhoof had climbed the stairs just outside the Pope.

"No divine grace to the Pope!

"No, we have our present predicament because the Pope has deceived God!

"Until now the war was also due to the Pope's desire, not the will of God!

A voice conveniently rising from the people pushes Balhoof's back.

"This sword is the will of... Altair!!

"What do you do!?

Balhoof waves his sword down toward him.

The blow became shallow after being interrupted by a hastily jumping witch, who only mutilated the silk that hid the Pope's face.

"Hi-no-no!!

Was it a little younger than Wilhelmina who showed up, a girl who was still an adult and uncut?

He agitates forward the sword, which would have been pointed for the first time, and tries to escape by rolling off the

"Put your sword under me!

"Fuck, don't come! Divine punishment is coming! Wow! It's coming this way!!

The witch stands in front of Balhoof to shelter the girl who flees.

The rebirth of God, who first appeared before the masses, is a girl who screams and flees, sheltered by a woman.

That was enough to make the Pope lose his divinity from the people and soldiers.

"Look at that! This is the true face of the Pope who deceives God!

Balhoof declares so before breathing in.

"Kill the sinful woman who deceived the people and molested Altair... Yikes!!

An anger sounds like a few seconds and exploding from all directions.

It was an artillery to mark the Pope's end.

"Down here!

"Shuara, hold my hand! I can't climb these stairs!

The Pope and the witch manage to escape while the men in charge are being walled and killed.

But Balhoof doesn't want to go after him.

Because there was no chance that a woman and a girl who had turned everything against her enemy would escape now.

Wilhelmina said to Zaphnes, looking at the sight with no emotion.

"Do as you're told."

"Ready"

Evening.

"The Pope was punished with divine punishment, but Altair, God was lost."

"As God's faithful servant..."

Balhoof and other cardinals are giving speeches before all the people of Alteria.

Neither do the Cardinals want to destroy the country and the governing institutions.

It was necessary to reassure the people and measure the end of the chaos.

In front of the temple is lit on top of being torn apart, exposed to the bodies of girls and women who do not retain their original forms.

Did the fleeing pope and witch get attacked by an angry people or were they found on the corner in pieces as corpses?

"Until a new Pope is decided, our Cardinals must govern together."

"But there is an obstacle in all side-by-side. We have to decide on the Cardinal."

"After all, only Lord Balhoof is allowed to dictatorship. Our authority is firmly in place..."

Behind it had already begun a power struggle.

"You're done with Cardinal Oddbail's speech. Next, I'd like to give you a word as a friendly country over His Majesty Wilhelmina."

Wilhelmina exhaled loudly to be ready.

Balhoof laughed when he saw how it was going.

"Ha, I'm not saying anything about trying to have tough diplomatic negotiations. All you have to do is talk about future friendship unwillingly. Let the people be content if they line up the foolish things, the well-touched words."

The words I speak to the young queen from the sense of accomplishment that has ended a generation of confrontations are gentle.

"Yeah, you have to lead him right to the point of being stupid."

Wilhelmina laughs adorably and climbs onto the stage.

"Was that the new queen of porpoise, you still look like a girl"

"No, it's beautiful... rumor has it that you're personally close to Lord Balhoof"

"I envy that. I'd like to try to cage those beauties too."

Wilhelmina waves at the people on the stage.

"My name is Wilhelmina"

I don't say the national code. I just say the name.

A much smaller cheer occurs compared to the Cardinals.

"Dear God of Altair, let me take this opportunity to say"

Balhoofs and other Cardinals looking smiling.

First of all, there is no god in this world.

Everything froze.

The people, the soldiers, the cardinals, everything froze.

"I came here to wake you."

No one can move.

I can't think much about it.

"A new era is coming. Much bigger changes than the Pope has changed… wrapping everything you have."

Awesome anger and screaming before Wilhelmina finishes saying it.

She would have been attacked by the people in an instant if it had not been on the terrace of the Temple that she was speaking.

"Kill! Kill the heathen who is not afraid of God -!

"Destroy the blasphemers who defile Altair!

"Shut that filthy bitch up!

Wilhelmina waits with her eyes closed amidst a curse that just isn't blown away.

"I don't know what you lost!

"Drag it down quickly!

Even behind the altar, the Cardinals make a scene and the guards push over.

"That's not true. But it's our general."

The soldiers of Zaphnes and Porpo crack to stop the guard.

The combination quickly developed into a slash.

There was no weakness shown to the Porpo soldiers on the battlefield.

Under the command of Zaphnes, the narrow terrain of the Temple is also used to keep the guards away from Wilhelmina.

Meanwhile, cursing like a flood of folks gets a little smaller because Wilhelmina is just closing her eyes.

Wilhelmina then removed the bottle of medicine from her nostalgia and threw it high ahead with Pawn.

In the words of the Pope and Balhoof, the people also know that that is the medicine for flame pox disease.

All eyes concentrate on the bottles that dance through the universe and receive the bottles that the man who was stuffing on the stage falls.

It's half-intuitive to shatter a bottle of medicine that can be called life itself.

Moments later, the public curse stopped.

Wilhelmina won't let that timing slip away.

"The bottle of that medicine is not God's grace. It's a move that people have made."

Spin the words as soon as possible before the curse starts again.

He was a polite but powerful voice.

"It was not created in this Altair. What I gave the Cardinals, I had nothing to do with this country, and what I stand for is proof of that."

She doesn't care about the slashing behind her back.

"Miracles were not born in this land. If Almighty God sees you, how can he not give you protection?

The curse returns.

"Shut up, you unbelievers!

"Divine punishment is coming!

But Wilhelmina drinks the curse that begins to return.

"How long are you guys going to be stupid!?

Once again a moment of silence comes to a changed tone.

"Open your eyes and look forward. Think with your head!

She and the sighted people accidentally hold their asses. That's how powerful it was.

"The medicine thing is just one example. You are only exploited in the name of God."

"But thanks to Altair's grace, we are still alive today..."

"Yes, if you lose God, the world will be engulfed in darkness!

Wilhelmina just goes back.

"Arteil, this is the only country that believes in God. Every other country lives and dies without knowing what you call 'God'?

I won't give you room to argue.

"And isn't this the only country in the darkness"

Wilhelmina threw a bunch of paper at the people that she had placed at her feet.

The paper flickers off stirred by the wind.

The people pick it up, and those who cannot read the letters peek in with those who can read.

"You know what I mean? It belongs to the tax touch, Porpo and Liberties."

"Polpo's tax rate...... you say it's 50% of the harvest? Not even 40% of Liberties."

"Oh, my parents are peasants, but they're over 70%!?

"Will you wait six months for a headcount if you lose your job!? We were immediately kicked out of town and drowned..."

Vandrea, who contends for many years, has similar or stop-over tax rates, but doesn't say that.

The agitation spreads.

Still, most people are skeptical and cursing is still loud.

"Don't be fooled! The common people of the godless kingdom suffer more than we do!

"I hear that the Liberties and others are dominated by a small number of rich and aristocratic people. We are equal to God..."

Wilhelmina continues ignoring the curse.

"Liberties are certainly not equal. But what about you guys? Have you ever seen a bishop or a priest living poorer than the people? Has the Archbishop's son been taken by the army? Where are the people in the church who died of hunger yesterday?

The curse is gradually reduced and replaced by a voice of confusion.

None of it occurred to me.

"It is the same thing to be ruled by nobility and by the Church. You were only harshly ruled by the rulers. Military service to tax...... suffering will continue to be perpetuated in the future"

The place gets quieter and quieter, only the noise of the polpo soldiers and the guards arguing.

Wilhelmina turns and makes a full smile at the people who sink in darkness.

"But we can break that rule."

Everyone raised their faces in unison to the hope expressed.

No one realizes they were called upon to 'us'.

"We were blind and we didn't even know we were going to use our heads. Even then they continued to fight each other with a big country called Vandrea Liberties. So what happens if you take the blindfold? I know the answer. We are far better than the rest of the world."

Hope returns to people's faces.

"Really? Are we good?

"Right! That's all I've come to live with eating up my teeth! You can't beat the guys from other countries!

Confirm the reaction. Wilhelmina continues.

"Now we realize the mistake. Then you have to make it right. I am but one short woman, but I am absolutely confident that I will govern far better than those who merely deceive the name of the great God"

One breath. Put it down. Wilhelmina looks around everyone's face. No more cursing.

"Let's reclaim a nation for men, a country for ourselves. Now is the time to wake up!

Wilhelmina gives a grin and an age-appropriate smile.

"The kingdom of men... not the kingdom of God, our kingdom...?

"I don't know what to do."

"But if he does, he'll show us the way. I feel that way."

At first a small, but surely louder, earth-sounding cheer rings.

The noise from behind is almost gone, too.

The guards are listening to Wilhelmina. Only the Cardinal and surroundings cry hysterically.

Wilhelmina controls by hand the cheering that grows.

"We have now removed our blindfolds. And there are many enemies in front of us."

Reach out white and thin hands to the people.

"Ashes continue to descend, and there is a threat of plague. Neither would Vandrea or Liberty do any good that we woke up. Everything will try to block our eyes again."

"Exactly. When we get stronger, the Vandreas won't shut up!

"What shall we do with the fields crushed with ash..."

I hear people breathing.

"But don't worry. I will surely give you victory. All we need to do for this is to be united, unquestionable, and fearless of our enemies. Always look to your enemies and fight! Until we defeat all our enemies!

Raise a large flag on the stage with Zaphnes color-coded into several colors.

The flag had a simple pattern that anyone could draw, color-coded into three colors.

"Each of the three colors manifests our beautiful land, all our people, and victory. Make this our new flag"

"Really?" Zaphnes asked with his eyes.

"Know it," Wilhelmina answers with her eyes.

But the people cheer the flag in front of them.

"Yes... we are strong! You won't lose to anyone!

"Whoa!! Whether it's a plague or an enemy soldier! I'll take them all down!

"Build a country for us! With Master Wilhelmina!

The people cheer with enthusiasm. The cheer adds to the enthusiasm.

Far outweighed the first curse, so much so that it broke through the sky.

"The first enemies are the ones who tormented us! Fight! Beat it!!

"" "" Whoa!

The people began to move. The bishops and their men, who flee in haste, are immediately swallowed by the people.

Even his own soldiers joined the people and pushed, and the town was immediately engulfed by a vortex of frenzy.

The church and its clan houses are burned down, and the statue of Altair God is pulled down.

The Cardinals in the rear were also about to be pushed and torn apart by their own soldiers.

Balhoof has already been skewered by dozens of spears and stuck against the wall.

Wilhelmina waves down into the temple.

Even when I couldn't see her, the people never stopped cheering.

"... I never imagined this far"

Wilhelmina does not answer Zaphnes, who spoke up.

"Is the exuberance from the way in, Sakura?

"It's hard to send spies to Alteria."

Hundreds of thousands of people rolled out. If I were to use Sakura, I would need a hundred or two and that would not have been possible.

"Right...... for the first time in my life I thought a woman was horrible"

Zaphnes sees Wilhelmina with a look that even contains threats.

"I was wrapped up in exhilaration and enthusiasm that I couldn't even say within listening to my speech. I'm the one who knows it's all deception, right? If you think about the content one by one, it's funny enough to even leak laughter."

'It's like you looked like...' he says in a voice no one can hear.

"Right."

Wilhelmina's response to the other was not as good.

Soon all the cardinals have been killed and the guards have put up their spears to honor Wilhelmina.

There was enthusiasm in all eyes. No one knew who she was until just a few hours ago.

Did you get your mind back on it. Zaphnes talks to Wilhelmina in the light tone as usual.

"I still can't believe I'm turning that cursing storm into a cheer."

"It's easier to side with a fierce opponent than to persuade a sober opponent. High emotions are common with anger and enthusiasm."

"That's why you were the first to piss me off."

Zaphnes unwittingly backs off when Wilhelmina leaves one step ahead.

"As planned...... no, that's more than that. You've turned every country upside down."

"It was easier than I thought. The Pope's exile set the people's hearts on fire for change. I just stirred it up and set it on fire."

"And I didn't know how easy it was to have a country that was all that fanatical... and at some point it made me believe in myself as a ruler. A woman like you... No, I've never seen a human before."

Wilhelmina laughs small and releases the bread on the table to Zaphnes.

"You're the baker. Just a guy walking or looking for meat, which one do you want to sell into?

"That's who's walking, isn't it? What if I recommend bread to a guy looking for meat?"

The queen laughs small.

"No, he's the one looking for meat if you want to sell it. You're starving and looking for meat to eat, so if you give them bread instead, they're likely to eat you. On the other hand, the guy walking might have just eaten, huh?

Wilhelmina goes on to Zaphnes, who looks unconvinced.

"They believed in Altair God and other things because they want to believe in something absolute and entrust it to them. As long as I can deny that absolute thing, it's easy for me to get in instead. The more fanatical he gets, the more stupid he gets."

The futility story is over and Wilhelmina throws down the bread.

"The capital has been seized, but the next step is the persuasion of the provinces. Reorganize the soldiers the Cardinal brought. As soon as I'm ready, I'll accompany you and persuade you around. Then, the control of the plague will be implemented immediately. It's not a hundred or any of those pills that hold the plague in, it's a complete quarantine, nothing else."

"Let's do it right away. But Altair is not the same size as Porpo. We don't have enough money to do anything."

"Borrow money on a large scale from both Stura merchants. They're in trouble now. You'll give me one last hope."

Finally, Wilhelmina turns her eyes to the unbroken corpse of a pope and a witch executed with chirali.

"Did you do well?

"Oh, that's what carved the bodies of two other women. I didn't think the Pope was a girl, so I went into local procurement. You don't know because I crushed your face and burned it."

The former pope had been secretly let go at Wilhelmina's behest.

The two, torn apart and burned by fire, are nothing but pathetic victims procured in chaos.

"They took the north street. Both Liberties and Vandrea are enemies of uncertain heaven, malts if they are to flee..."

"Gordonia will be the only one"

Wilhelmina's eyes narrowed like yarn.