Running Away From The Hero!

“Bridge, sir! Please!”

Yeah, no. The sin of trying to take the head of a heavenly instructor.

Wail and repent for your pain!

“Rrrrgh!”

“Sa, help me! ”

“Oh, no, I'd rather kill you! ”

He slaps the back of his hand to pick up the fallen sword as he lands on the floor.

“I will not allow death. ”

“Oh, no! ”

- Yes! Ah, this is good... I wanted to taste this...

I feel like my mind is being contaminated by the metal that moans like it's dazzling. I'm going to be a sadist.

That's why I didn't want to use him, but now I have no choice.

“P-please... kill me...”

“Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

It's all about crawling and drooling all over the floor.

Those who have already been hit are “ugh” stuck to the ground like gum. All you have to do is hit the ones who move.

Oh, especially, my disciple, he needs to be beaten up more. It's Demibeast and Resistance. It survives well.

“Rrrrgh! Stop, please stop! ”

-Hang, it's been a long time. You still have that old crunchy taste!

At the same time, I hear the cries of the joyful one and the cries of pain, and my mind is full of bitterness.

So we need to turn down the volume.

"Grrrgh!"

- Perfect 17-year punch! Owner's combo is perfect!

One person reduces the number of one person.

I was going to put a finishing blow on it, but it's supposed to be the Empire Army's ankle here.

- Master, master! Why didn't you hit me again? Come on, come on, come on! Ahr, now that he's in such a good mood, hit him faster!

Ah, you bloody sadist. I'm distracted by the constant whimpering voice in my head, but I still do what I have to do.

They seem to have been thrown away by the organization anyway, so they scatter evidence from the Imperial Army that they don't need to take and also fire a sneak missile.

- Master, master! If you're playing with fire at night, wear pants!

I don't care if the princess catches me and I lose more!

It is fortunate that I became Ego after hard star experimentation, but I was wrongly imprisoned by my own self.

I heard that Emperor of the Empire is using a quiet, heavy sword. He is also an Imperial swordsman who teaches all kinds of swordsmanship with a skillful skill in his hands. He misleads the person holding him into the path of the Sadist.

Master, are you disliking me? You mean I'm not better than the sword of the Empire?! This cute, beautiful goddess Ar is worse than that old sword?!

I'm so damn well connected to it that sometimes I read my thoughts, I can't bear it.

Even if I wanted to make something else, I was rejecting it from the Dwarves, and it was also the only successful case among many failures, and the producers said it was a miracle.

It's time to get a new job there...

Even if you try to recreate a man from the empire with a large sum of money from the organization, it will be a problem.

Since all the legendary metals were poured out to the extent that the mythril was the most hollow metal, and connected the number over the bag with sweat spells and magic jewels in small sizes, the Ego Sword containing 108 curses and 256 blessings, or Ego Pagoda, the production cost was unimaginable based on the empire's budget.

Luckily, it was favored by the xenogens, so even though it dropped to the cost level, the amount was astronomical!

Fortunately, at the time of the war, the other royal nobles sold expensive goods to the black market and were only freed from the pile of debt.

Soon after, it was a pile of debt again.

"No, you're the best."

- Hahn, of course.

Now that the Empire troops have arrived, let's run away.

Maybe the Dark Sod will be captured and somehow managed. She could kill me for making me run away, or she could just put me in jail for not believing it.

Or I could sneak up on you again and use you as a hunting dog to catch me.

Well, would it be better to just kill him here?

But the flare is already fired.

No matter what happens,

It's Musubi.

# 5 Their Reason: The Reason of an Empire.

"Your Majesty, please let me know."

"Please let me know."

"Hey, the local market will be quieter than this."

"Your Majesty, please refrain from saying such things during meetings..."

"You're doing the soundproof spell anyway."

"Ah, son of a bitch. If you know, shut up before you use it."

"Haha, look at this guy. Am I the Emperor?"

"Do I have to do something about it?"

"I'm sorry."

The imperial guard, the general head of the imperial guard, looked down at the emperor who was bowing his head, and an old friend of the emperor, Arten sighed.

"Why are you touching Howling so well? It's a good place to leave it because it's annoying there."

"Your scary daughter is trying to kidnap a man."

"That's the father and the daughter. What a big scale. Kidnapping a man would destroy the best damn organization in the empire."

"I don't know, I don't know about the other kids, but what Artia says is something we should listen to."

"Khh... I never thought I'd make it this far."

"Yeah, I didn't think I was gonna make it. My heart aches as a father, but I had no choice as emperor."

"Do you still care about your children? Well, let's just get the royal family in order first."

"The imperial royal throne is a bloody bloodbath of original history and tradition. I beat the shit out of all my brothers and sat here. Even if it's my kid, it's not that different? But unlike my time, was killing the best you could do?"

"Oh, my goodness."

"I'm a bit of a hotshot."

For a moment, Arten endured with extreme patience as he tried to take a punch.

"The emperor. The man in front of him is the emperor. Even though he had to put the burnt one in the trash right away, he still held the staff tightly, muttering," It's the emperor.

"Yes, you cheeky bastard. Then what if the hottest daughter starts a fuss about getting rid of Howling, and the hard-working people at Howling want to be provoked and tipped off?"

"Well, let's just leave it at that. He already listened to his sister and took the military with him anyway. I don't know."

"What idiot?"

"Hey, am I the emperor?"

At that moment, the emperor looks furious enough to embarrass him.

"Hey, is it possible that the Crown Prince is leaving and I don't know? I am the General of the Imperial Guard. My men are guarding this place like a cage, and without contacting me, the Crown Prince can leave? Where do you take your soldiers?"

"Oh, if that's the case, taking the Imperial Guards along will solve everything. It's full of soldiers who can leave without you knowing, who are skilled and who can use it without anyone knowing!"

"Oh, right."

When Arten heard that, he said, "Khh, I didn't know Gorgan!" I made a face that matched the expression.

And I said to the proud emperor,

"Will that be the end of the will?"

"Hey, wait a minute?"

The emperor groaned as he watched as he silently completed the spell, leaving the emperor bewildered.

"Hey, Arten? Listen, will you listen to me?"

"Ends forever. Sit there and wait for a comfortable death."

"Excuse me? This is reverse."

"Huh? What should I do? Finally, one of my bucket lists!"

"Khhh! A great evil was this close to the Emperor's throne!"

The moment the emperor woke up screaming, the spell was completed.

"Now, burn to death."

"Oh, wait. This is not a joke!"

Kang!

The emperor, who cut out the white flame with his sword, shouted in shock, but Arten kicked his tongue small and said, "Tsk, failed." I just muttered.

"Hey, no matter how good a friend you are, this is really the opposite."

"A long time ago, a hawk was a drug to a madman."

"Hey, even if I just used your men, they're my dogs."

"If we take all the Imperial Guards before then, someone will stop us when the real plot breaks."

"You and me?"

"Is that possible?!"

"Isn't it possible?"

At that moment, Arten was speechless. I think it might be possible.

You are the greatest sorcerer on the continent. The same grade is almost nothing but the Tower of Martha.

And the emperor in front of him was not a madman, but a madman, who was called the Sword, one of the five most recognized names on the continent when he was emperor.

Pure skill alone makes it stronger than the most famous swordsman the current swordsman.

"Will you do it?"

"Isn't that right?"

The emperor relaxes as he nods and looks at Arten, lowering his staff. Then he pulls his sword back in.

Friends in front of you are very talented people. Exceptional talent who is responsible for all the imperial majesty, even if they simply claim to be the best wizard in the imperial world!

We must continue to work hard for ourselves, or the Empire.

For your own leisure!

"Hah... I've already done it. I can't help it."

"Yes, that's why he's my friend."

"Your friend's qualities are quick giving up and fixing."

"Well, then. Protests.“

"Do I have to put down another demonstration of force?"

There is only one person who has heard all this story beside the emperor, looking at Arten, who takes a deep breath and grabs his staff and the emperor who is standing on his sword.

The deputy commander of the Imperial Knights who was first present as the deputy commander of the Imperial Knights who was not here was in charge of the Imperial Prince's escort.

Is the Empire okay with this? '

He, loyal to the Empire, is beginning to really worry about the future of the Empire.

* * *

“The unsub is back on the scene! ”

- Master, master. No one, but don't let the owner know he's crazy. I'm ashamed.

“I don't want to hear about how crazy I am to you. ”

Stuck a horseshoe lantern in a pocket with sub-space magic and lightly confronted the iron picket.

If you asked me where I am, I'd appreciate an answer!

A training cave filled with trainees!

Collect the stone used here and go back into my office and discard the rest of the materials.

And take the essentials and leave the empire, or under the lamp of a tactical name. We need to figure out whether to implement the plan.

Oh, you didn't bring anything important.

"Hello, subordinates."

“Do you?”

“No!”

Welcoming me in a consistent jox stance, I am long on my own because I listen to a homeunculus who looks like a disciple.

Those are the ones who inherited the memories of their disciples.

“The promised covenant is over. Oh, except you. ”

At the same time, the droopy ones return to the silver metal.

- Shit, it's finally over.

- Shit, I thought I'd be bothered to pay you back.

- Now you're talking to monsters.

- Haha, hell, goodbye!

- No, where the hell are we going?

- It's our house. It's fine.

“Oh, wait! Me too, me too! ”

At the same time, you hear the grumbling of contracted Doppelgänger, but ignore them and take the metals.

Accessories made of iron pickles even though they look like this.

It looks pretty broken or cracked, but I could use it if I just get it repaired again.

“Shut up and go back to what you were, for now. It'll all be over soon anyway. ”

“Are you sure? I hope so! ”

“It's true.”

I took the last one back to its original form, and now I open another secret passageway that leads to the Oval Office. Hmm? Huh?

“Was there anyone left? ”

Kang!

There's a knife coming.