Running Away From The Hero!

23. My Dream Policy! (5)

# 4 Their Reason: The Demons' Reason

The great king who was blessed with drink was born. And since then, the continent has started to change a lot.

First, the three factions that fought each other on the continent were organized.

Belgrea's faction has decided to serve the great king.

In just one day, Aggreat was beheaded and his men admitted defeat and waited for the disposition of the great king.

However, the great king who followed the will of the generous drunk was different from the ordinary Demon King.

If it had been another Demon King, he would have killed all the anamfatha, but the Great King held them in his arms, saying that they had all been deceived by a false voice.

Is that it?

Even though the throat had been ripped off for more than a month, Agrett also admitted to the work he had done for the Horsemen and buried the body cleanly.

The Demon King does what he wants!

In his generosity, all the wizards wept and praised the drink.

Also, the Great Demon King did not want dictatorship. He respected the will of all the tribes and said that it was also the will of the great drink.

Surprised.

The great drink respects the words of small people like us!

Thanks to that, we were able to choose a king to rule us with our hands.

So, with our hands, Belegrea ascends to the Demon King.

Belegrean, who ascended to the Demon King, promised to bring peace to the Horsemen according to the will of Marcin, and then the Declaration of Great Transformation began.

Declare Communist Party by Name!

For the Horsemen, not for the tribe.

For many, not for individuals.

The will of a great drink that lays down what is rightfully theirs and all seeks a world of equality!

Everything has changed since Bellegrea's pledge to follow its will.

Buildings and roads have appeared all over the continent, starting with the defenseless tribes, and the society of equality has begun!

And since then…….

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“Enough! That's all for today! ”

Tak.

The teacher said that after finishing class at the desk, we carefully put the sacred textbook into the bag.

“This ends today. The Great King has spoken. If the class is too long, it's boring! ”

A great king is a great man. who also thinks about students like us.

“Then, for the last time today, let's end the lesson with a prayer for a great drink and a great king! ”

“Yes. Almighty, believing in the drink that made the continent, believing in his servant, Marx.... ”

I recite the great teachings of the first page of the textbook.

Of course, you don't have to take out the textbooks you put in your bag. Because I've already memorized it a long time ago!

The teachings that Jesus Himself taught us through the Great King.

Of course, as soon as the textbook came out, I memorized it hard.

“Mamen.”

That's what Marcin would say.

That concludes our lesson today.

“Watch out for false voices today, and think of the will of a great king and a great drink! ”

“Yes!”

Nowadays, evil voices say that the current Demon King is a false Demon King and is deceiving the Demons.

Some fools were deceived by what they said, saying that they were true apostles of Drinking God and even attacked a great king.

But our great king is a true apostle chosen by the drinker.

The fool was blessed with drink and realized how foolish he was.

To the fool who shed the tears of repentance, the Great King told us to follow the will of the Great Drink.

Ah! What a true king!

So is Agrett, and so is the Apostle of Drinkin '.

Forgive me for deceiving such fools.

I knew it! I knew it! A great king!

- Oh, no, no, no! He's a fake! Don't be fooled!

“Ah……. ”

On the way home, I began to hear the voice of a liar.

- You liar! I'm real! I'm real!

“That really sounds like the voice of God.... ”

I felt the voice that I really needed to follow, the voice of holiness, and I had to stretch out without even knowing it.

I could understand why there was a great king who did the will of drink, but there was someone who disobeyed him.

- It's a real god……. I am your god, Marcin!

It was an eager voice, but the teacher said,

An evil being pretending to be a drunk, a liar who provokes compassion and deceives himself as a drunk!

But this is what the great king said!

‘The Great Drinker has always told us. He respects your words, but he will not degrade himself. ’

Yes, it is.

Our God, the God who created the world when the Creator created it, is the God who protects the world on behalf of the Creator who does not exist now.

A great man like that begs for mercy.

The Great Drinker would never do that.

- If you don't believe me, I'm doing this!

It was an unfair voice.

You seem to be in a lot of trouble because I don't deceive you.

- Oh, no...

He is a liar.

They're trying to stick to me, not like the great drink.

In this situation, you asked me to say,

“Brothers, stay back! ”

I hate you all!

Screaming, a false one retreated.

Hmph! What does it matter if I hate a liar?

We only believe in the great drink.

Great drinking always takes care of us. A great king is one who follows the will of such a drink.

This path that I'm passing now was made for that purpose.

Other tribes belonged to a weak tribe that was rarely found, but the great drink was different.

He watched over us and regretted our situation.

He made roads for the horsemen and roads for the wagons to travel to other villages quickly.

The Great King called this highway the Highway.

A tremendous amount of road for a teenage wagon to pass at once!

All the tribes are connecting to one path.

And building that road, that's the tribe around where it's being built!

Work is a little difficult, but the funding situation for each tribe is improving because it is being made for a fair price.

Merchants began to come to the tribe of these defenses as they ran out of money and starved to death, and as the roads were completed.

There was a school built where children like us were forced to learn the will of a great drink, and the old houses were turned into new houses.

All we did was work.

I lent him my hand in accordance with the will of the great drink.

In return, the Great King has given us money, food, a place to live and a chance to learn!

Ah... Great Drink! And his servant, the great king!

There will be no Horsemen on the continent who will doubt them, and no fool will be deceived by the voice of a liar!

# 5 Their Reason: The Reason of Drinking

“Ahhhh!”

I had no choice but to scream while grabbing his head.

I told you to stop, my children are calling me a catch!

“Fooled you! You're being deceived! ”

No matter how much I plead and say it, my voice is not being conveyed to my children.

We're doomed. The continent is doomed.

It was taken from us by evil acolytes, by the creators who were like parents.

“This is not the time... ”

The situation is very serious.

Every day that passes, my faith in me disappears. No, purely religious, the highest level of all time.

They're looking for me and praising me more than when they were at war with Humans.

The problem is that the object of the faith is a fake drink created by an evil acolyte, not me!

A place that crosses dimensions and reaches beyond.

When I entered the dimension where the other gods were gathered, I shouted with the utmost dignity.

“Hey! Why don't you guys get to work! ”

And when he heard that, the other gods, precisely those responsible for the continent, replied.

“We're screwed.”

“Give up.”

“The continent is already over.... ”

“Huh?"

The god of the nearest emptiness spoke to me when I couldn't speak for a moment in such a helpless answer.

“Marcin, we are the gods responsible for the continent. Will we stand idly by while those evil acolytes rise? ”

Yeah, I'm fine.

I almost said that for a second.

The one who speaks is the god of emptiness.

A god of stuffing who manages the continent, this one might have incited the other gods to vacate hope quickly.

“What if I didn't stay still? ”

“We also mobilized warriors and saints from the temple. ”

Warriors of the Temple play the role of warriors in the continent. In other words, the warriors and saints of the temple are just like the apostles chosen by the gods of the continent.

If you send them, you can see that God has made the best effort to move them.

“But you know what the outcome is? ”

“I think I know why……. ”

Even my apostles, chosen in hundreds or thousands of years, were handed over to the evil acolytes on the day they arrived at the Temple of Drinking.

I try to convince them once a day that there is an apostle who cannot be undone easily unless they die, but they don't listen to me anymore.

I became a loyal servant to a man called Marx and followed him.

Thanks to this, I was treated as a prisoner by my apostle three times today.

“Yes, that's it. They were all beaten and admitted. ”

“Ah……. ”

I anticipated it, but I overheard the shock myself.

We're screwed.

The Horse Continent, and the Horses, have fallen into the hands of evil acolytes.

“Oh, no... ”

This is the continent entrusted to us by the Great Creator! I can't believe they took that continent from me!

“Y-you can't do this! ”

It was time to make a scream filled with frustration.

Tuk-tuk.

Someone was hitting my shoulder lightly.

Is there a way?

“Ah……. ”

But I turned my head and was frustrated. There was a man and a goddess smiling brightly at me.

“It's too late. ”

“It's easy to give up. ”

The god of frustration and of resignation!

“Why are all our gods like this? God of hope! Bring the God of hope! ”

“You've been busy, haven't you? I heard the evil seed is waking up on the human side. ”

“Ten days, acolytes of evil. ”

“Hahaha! We're already dead, so you have to stay alive!" ”

“Yes, one must survive to be ashamed of the creators. ”

Haha! Haha!

Seeing the gods I had already given up, I was frustrated.

The gods who rule the continent were already hopeless. And then...

“Long live the Great Drink! ”

“Long live the Great King! ”

“Glory to Marcin and his servant Marx! ”

I heard the voices of the horses cheering for me more than ever, and it seemed that there was no hope for them either.

“Ah……. ”

Yeah, just like this.

“Just apologize to me. ”

I should just give up, too.