Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

When you enter the royal palace from the grand front, you encounter only four guards.

Looks like he rushed to hear the noise earlier.

The sword with white armor and silver embellishments is no different than usual.

I'm the one who's changing.

I never stepped inside the royal palace fully armed with actual specifications.

Drag the bloody armor and the blood knife, and more.

Proceed as the absence of a rigid royal guard in front of you, and glimpse flankingly.

"Hih, hih!

"Ahhh... ahh"

lag behind without laying a hand on the sword.

I have no problem leaving this alone.

"I thought you were building a barricade in the palace, but nothing."

This is not why kings and nobles are relaxing in this situation.

Though I thought royal palace stuffed nobles and bureaucrats as well as guards were in armed defense.

"Maybe things haven't been communicated yet - ha!

Celia gives herself up and jumps in as she talks.

"Yah!!

It was the royal maid who pulled it down.

I wake up the maid just fine.

I guess the reason I started trembling as soon as I held it was because my return blood was amazing.

"What's the situation?

I dare ask blurry broad ways.

Because I thought you'd tell me because this is more impressive.

"Outside the Wang capital, I saw a little fire pillar... and issued a message to the military commissioner, but there was no response... and the nobles were disrespectful, fussing that it was a faulty situation! Anyway, I don't know what happened, and I don't know what to do."

The Royal Palace still doesn't seem to have a clear picture of the situation at the end of its eyes and nose.

Is Eirich's death doomed the transmission of information from the front line?

"Then the straight line is right."

"That blood hurt you...? Then go to the doctor...... what!?

The maid finally seems to notice my face there and turns bright blue and tries to get out of her arms.

"Ha, traitor hardlet! Get off me! They'll offend me! They'll break it!!

There is a noise with Gotri.

"Ouch. I want you to hold on tight"

Looks like Celia accidentally dropped her firehermina.

"Eh, that's the first... kiku"

The maid fainted when she saw her rolling neck.

"It would be easier to sleep"

Sleep the maid on the appropriate couch and continue on the shortest path to the royal palace.

The first way through is through the courtyard and the attached small hall.

Civilian serving in the royal palace… had become a hoarding ground for traditional aristocrats and bureaucrats under their influence.

"What's with the armor? Your orders!

"I will take after His Majesty. Tell me what's going on!

"Where and what does Radharde do? You have to talk about it first."

Can't you see my face?

No, I wonder if the return blood and the bleeding from the head have changed the person considerably.

Nevertheless......

"What is still score earning and rough looking for someone to get here, should I be flattered or rather respected?"

I wipe my face with a cloth.

"It's me, you idiots. Will you still catch this?

You don't have to give it to me. I'll go myself.

Everyone screams a few seconds late.

I don't ask until the end because I have ear problems, I slap the table with tea and confectionery on it with a dual crater.

"" "Yikes!!

Those who flee and scatter like kicked wild dogs.

Surely there are even those who run away on all fours.

"I can't help but slay these guys"

Walk fast through the small hall.

"Did the army tear that Hardlett came here!?

"This is Sir Radhalde's fatal failure..."

"Not the other way around! It's noble duty to stop him... stop... call the guards! Meet Me Me!!

You heard the cries of a tall voice. You can hear the footsteps of an iron shoe from the right side of the hallway.

In this position, the soldier packed in the spire next to the hall... Is there three of them?

When it was, I lured the spire soldiers out to lower them before climbing the tower.

I can see the servant's backyard from there, so I thought I'd take a peek at the maids' water.

Celia and I were together... agor?

"Whose handle would it be if I stood down here?

"That would be the guards and... me who called them"

Kick through the hall door and step out, doubling the guard in front of you to the side.

Then cut off the second face in half and stick a sword in the third dovetail.

"Celia."

"Ha wow."

I grabbed a dagger with Celia's thigh and threw it backwards like a retrospective.

The sword pierced the forehead of the man who was slapping him in vain, causing him to die instantly.

Those who watched over their accomplishments scream again and flee and scatter.

"Why bother with those guys?

Celia asks strangely.

"To say that if you asked for a handle, you've held my way. If you hold back, you'll just slash it."

Eirich and Agor did so and slaughtered him.

Then say it's a wooden end. I won't miss it.

"Let's leave it as a quote"

"Stop."

Play the fired deco and move on.

Next pass in front of a shared meeting room.

It is a place where Eirich's office is nearby and the new aristocracy is well gathered.

Even now, about five nobles were still stuffed to see if they were away.

"Ki, you hardlet!!

"No! Your command hasn't moved from the front of the castle gate yet! You can't even come to the royal palace!

"Are you saying you got behind a defensive operation!? But there's a gap in the military director's command..."

You just seem to know my face.

Each grabs a candlestick, a chopstick, etc.

Haven't you thought enemies would come to the royal palace yet that you haven't bandaged as usual?

It's a little late for whatever it takes. The Royal Army is on the lookout.

I see Eirich's office.

How many times did you get mad over there, sneak a drink, and the woman... wasn't there just yet.

"Eirich... slashed him."

Silence and.

"No way! No, but if Sir Hardlett is here!

"Hardlet! Thank you, Lord Radharde!

"How much your Excellency is for you... how much... ku!

I say the murmur without putting it in my ear.

Be as strong as possible and intimidate with your voice alone.

Get out of the way.

Take the dual crater on your shoulders.

It's not alarming. If you feel like it, you can get rid of all directions from here.

……

The new nobles alternate between my eyes and their own gains.

And back off, staring at me as hard as you can.

Just one person, grabbing a burnt chopstick and blocking my path.

"Nah! No sword, no winning eyes! But I am proud to pave the way for His Excellency the Military Inspector... I am not sick of nobility. I cannot tolerate pride as a single warrior!! It's only through here since you defeated me!

My chest feels so bad.

Running away is a natural choice if you have no chance of winning.

Even if you can't fight, you can't stop them just because they kill you. It's just empty.

But still, it's nice to stand up knowing you can't win.

"Well said"

I slap every man with every chopstick, and I run with the so-called Celia.

The knights and guards are starting to gather just as they perceive the anomaly.

It's not impossible to deal with a fully armed majority of opponents, but it's laborious.

It is rather strange that this has happened so far.

Run down the hallway, through the hall, and through the flower beds.

He hastily scatters the servant with anger, kicking the out-of-the-box bureaucrat and proceeding.

On the way, I feel signs of lurking in the shadows and stop my legs.

"Huh!? Still him. Yes, it was true that Eirih had been beaten! Intelligence officers don't even know how to stop functioning in time for an escape proposal."

"There you go, sir. We are already on the throne beyond this. If we stop here, Your Majesty..."

It's a familiar voice.

I don't mind if you come towards me.

"It's like standing in front of us and dying. It doesn't even help with dark vessels."

"I thought you didn't have a chance. This is an escape from the king's capital, or I have another idea."

The signs of cosmopolitan disappeared.

"It's a shady voice."

I laugh at one with my nose and run again.

Through the hallway and finally out in front of the door that leads to the throne.

The two knights, who were guarding the door, halved to the encounter and rolled to their feet.

"Gokuri -"

I hear Celia spitting.

I breathe heavily and give you a dignified voice.

"Agil-Hardlet. I'm coming in!

"Wow! Are you serious!

I waited a few seconds and I just re-grabbed my sword and got a response.

"Get in."

The king's own voice.

I stop breaking the door, open it with both hands and enter the room with dignity.

The king was accompanied by Rosario next door, a servant trembling on the outside, and this one was on the throne with dignity.

"" Ha!!

A knight comes slaughtered from both sides.

Grab one sword and play the other with your caged hands.

Poke the sword you grabbed into the face of the opposite knight, grabbing and pressing the knight's neck as he rushed to pull it out.

"Excuse me!

Proceed to the throne with an unbeatable voice from the knight's falling sound.

The king was just staring down at me from the throne he had grown taller.

"Kayah!!

Four knights with spears jump out of the shadow of a curtain.

Float your body with a dual crater protruding onto the floor on the verge of a spear poking from all sides.

Four tips slap a dual crater in the throat.

I rebuild myself in the air and land to step on all the tips of my ears.

"Bye."

Shoot the dual crater aside for the knights who can no longer move their gains.

The face of the three knights drifts off and falls, the last one who didn't slaughter angularly grabs his head and squeezes it.

The skull was crushed and the contents were crushed after a short amount of time.

There are five sounds that fall in.

In addition to the four dead knights, the king's maid fell unbearably.

I approach the throne ten steps away, quietly breaking my knee and giving thanks.

In the same vexed way Celia uses her hair like a hand to carefully tilt her head.

"Ha ha!!

The last knight jumped out of the shadow of the throne.

I lowered my head and grabbed the dual crater with my knee broken, breaking the flying knight both ways in the air.

Massive amounts of blood and organs descend as the momentum goes.

"Beyond all odds, Your Grace."

Standing up slowly, raising his gaze, the king was also standing up.

"A traitor. A traitor who betrayed Gordonia, who defended his remaining letters, his irreplaceable friends."

I see Celia because she was called out in a voice with no emotions.

"That's not the occasion to do it!

You gotta be kidding me. It's hard.

Plus, I think my expression returned to the king's face just a little.

"I laid eyes on the rest. He also had feelings not only for the king and his subjects. As I used to be familiar...... I beat even Eirich, who was like a brother, to death, what the hell do you want? Don't you like my reign so much?

The interaction was scattered with Eirich.

So let's just say I give a flipped reply to everything.

"Ranri"

The king opens his eyes to a slightly surprising breeze.

"... the rest of your eyes were cloudy. I don't like what. Say it with your treacherous mouth."

"Just one thing. That we are not on the throne."

The sight of me and the king meets with disappointment.

The king's expression was stunned, relieved and shaken, and finally turned to convincing.

"Well... if you're after the throne, it's better than that."

I nod silently and put my hand on the sword.

The remaining servants panicked and scattered around the corner of the room.

"I didn't know you'd even take in Rebecca. I thought Eirich would take your neck back in the morning. I'd expect you to be so ready for the throne."

"Mm? Yeah...... right"

I really don't know what you're talking about, but if you flush it, Rebecca floats, so let's agree.

I hear a knock on the entrance to the throne.

The knights and guards noticed something unusual and rushed.

Celia has plugged a piece of sword or armor into the door to keep it from opening, but it won't last long.

"There doesn't seem to be time. Make your decision."

"What is the decision? You're telling me to give up my throne?

I snort.

"That way we won't have to kill him."

If you can't stand my way, there's no point in slashing it.

Let's hunt the king.

It looks like you already have an answer.

"The rest of us have seen more benefits than ever before than when we had ambitions as princes. No matter how rightly declared a battle, no matter how merciful or vengeful... I never thought of the benefit behind it. Except for one woman."

I keep my head down in silence.

The king descends the steps of the throne and growls before me.

"But not until the man's possession is lost. Can we get stuck with the rebels?

I snort small and laugh.

"Respect the Great Sire."

You've never said this in earnest.

Bring me the sword Rosario had adorned behind the throne.

"It's the sword I wore when I was growing up. There's no legend or anecdote of anything. Just a good sword. Still, the sword I always gave you on the battlefield."

The king kisses Rosario and pulls out his sword.

"Come on, Hardlett. I'll see how brave you are."

I lift the dual crater.

Only the sound of a desperate knock on the door to the pinned and strung throne sounds.

I can see the king's expression, but I don't think he's going to buy me time.

Naturally.

Agor and the others could have killed me if they had done well.

Eirich wasn't even the man who came alive with the sword, but slightly out of hand.

But the king in front of him was so well placed that he could not be ashamed of himself, but there was no place for him to meet me, whether he looked at the center of gravity or at the way in which power entered.

There's no chance you can beat me.

If I want to, I can kill you in a second without letting you buy me time.

It's okay to stay alert, and it's okay to get out of hand.

Or - it's easy to beat it up so you don't kill it.

"Let's go, Hardlett!!

But don't do it.

The king will come to me ready.

It is unacceptable to end it in half and inflict further humiliation.

That's very ungrateful.

The king sees a thrust as he raises his voice of rift.

Shake up the dual crater from below to the center of that sword.

The king's sword breaks and dances with a dry metal sound.

Return to the dual crater that has swung as the momentum stands, and shake down the strongest blow that really isn't any more.

The last moment I saw the king's face also looked somewhere appeased.

And whine a word in my ear.

The king's sword shatters from the roots, his body rips apart, and the dual crater falls to the floor smashes unbroken when he sees the beautiful stone.

With the sound of the ground, the carpet raises dust and rolls up from the edge, the chandelier shakes and a crack enters a window away.

Pull up the dual crater that devoured the floor mid-way up and give a quick salute to the desperate king.

It sounds like a really stinky play from earlier, but I can't help but feel sorry if I don't do it.

Rosario carefully clothes the remains of the bequeathed king.

At that time, the entrance to the throne was just smashed and several people had fallen into an avalanche.

I step on a carpet stained with the King's blood. Sit tight on the bloody throne until your back.

"Alexandro I collapsed"

Sitting on the throne, legs luxuriously together with a body full of blood and organs.

"I am the... the new king"

Sitting on a bloody throne, with a bloody sword, looking down at the king's body, I proclaimed in high spirits.