Sanzen no Souru Supina

The throne room was a vast area.

An enormous pillar of how much wealth was thrown in and a mouldy knight who surpassed three meters in length stood upright.

Ashlee could see at a glance that they were the automatic knights of the "Ideal Garden", who once swapped blades on the transtrim.

However, there has been no hostile movement so far.

All that fell into the hall was silence, and then a faint whisper that could be heard from time to time.

The sowing of revolutions outside the castle is nowhere to be found.

A sanctuary isolated from the lower realm.

That said, it sounded good, but Ashlee only had the unpleasant discomfort of stepping into a grave somewhere.

──Where is the Exelios slave?

"The other Theon just told me, didn't he?" He is on the throne. Definitely. This red carpet will lead you there before the Auto Knights. ”

With conviction, Ashlee took a step forward.

Gradually, I could hear that whisper clearly.

It is connected with the petition of obscene and vulgar obedience.

The old king sat on the huge throne.

On her lap, beneath her feet, there are beautiful princesses who have been corrupted to the figure of a beast by metal shackles that mimic skin and decoration.

The old king was devoted to service.

The princesses were so-called human dogs made of elbows and knees.

As if it was being administered with a terrible drug, its expression was drowned in lewd pleasure, and it was only possible to think of pleading for love from its master, Exelios.

All their faces looked familiar to Ashlee.

I don't know who it is.

But to all of them, Ashlee certainly saw the shadows of the women who had put their love into her.

I'm sure they're heroines that have been improved by multiplying each factor.

What a blasphemy.

Ashlee thought she couldn't forgive him.

The side of Exerios also recognized Ashlee.

Bread, bread, bread, bread cut through the stagnant air, but there was a lazy, formal applause.

It was like a loving smile to the clown that appeared in the statute to comfort the king.

Ashlee turned her gaze to the Lord of Applause, who was driving the princesses into misery.

A withered old man with stained eyes sat at the top of his staring murderous gaze.

"Are you the Exelios?" Lordless Tycoon of Despair in this world. "

"You're Ashleigh Dow." It's like I've seen it somewhere. "

Exelios said something about the unexpected.

No, this is probably an irreplaceable exchange that has been repeated hundreds or thousands of times between Ashle Dow and Excelsior who visited the scene.

It was a ritual that was transformed into a ritual.

Of course, not this time.

Right in front of Excelios is the real Ashle Dow.

And Snow taught all the Zionists involved in Ashlee's strategy to destroy this "repetitive country of upheaval".

Ashlee does not hesitate to hit the old king with a line that will be worn out and obsolete.

"I'll take you down."

"It's better to do as you please. I'm tired of it anymore."

What?

The response to the crusade was unexpected.

According to the preliminary information brought by Theon and Darieli, the final battle between these thrones was the basic story of the world of the "repeating nation of upheavals".

The leader of the revolution himself defeats the evil emperor, who is proud of his mighty [Chikara], after a fierce battle.

That's why the climax that many of the people wanted was supposed to unfold here.

If not, first of all, what are these automatic knights lined up for?

And the old king arose to prove his words before the eyes of Ashlee and Zion.

Abandon the throne.

As a pseudo life form, he poked a stick that breathed life into it, kicking and rolling the female dogs that clung to it, and walked to the stairs leading to the throne.

"What do you mean...?"

"Don't be alarmed, Ashlee."

The two desperate tycoons (Lordless Tycoon) laughed sarcastically.

"I have nothing like this." I told you, I'm tired, Ashley Dow. Therefore, it is the time of transposition. In the name of the First Emperor of the Empire of Excellence, Brave One: Ashle Dow, I, Exelios Ultimaitis Exelius, hereby surrender to you the throne of the Emperor and the Empire as a whole. "



This development was unexpected even to Ashlee.

Without fighting, without competing for the throne, and with everything in hand.

Is this a good thing?

Ashlee whispered to Zion.

"This development... what do you mean?"

"I don't know. Maybe the magic you've shown so far is too effective and the scenario has surrendered." I've never seen anything like it. "

Even though I was convinced of the Night Demon Princess's response, I still seemed to be thinking about how I could be convinced of this development.

"What are you doing, Aashre Dow? Now, yea, yea. The emperor himself shall give me this crown."

Or perhaps this is a scenario where a man named Ashle Dow, who has been fighting as the representative of the people, kneels to the size of the power (power) to be delegated and turns into an evil emperor.

Ashlee found understanding in the unexpected conclusion.

We won the battle, but we lose the structure of the scenario.

This is a kind of struggle.

Awesome, Ashlee, that's his slave's hand.

It probably came to the same conclusion at about the same time.

Theon stopped it sharply.

“What's the matter, what are you afraid of? The conclusion must be the same, Ashley Dow. Where we revolutionize and distribute power, nothing changes. The people are pigs. It's a revolution, it's an era of the people, it's autonomous independence, and even if it's noisy, it's like they don't know everything about politics, about governance, about the heavy responsibilities of the state."

Exelios said with such strength that he wondered where in the tired and weary man of the world there was such a [Chiran].

Because of the hood on the depths of my eyes, I can't hold my expression well.

Only the heavy crown on the top of her head glowed dullly in the dimness of the throne room.

"I can only immerse myself in the excitement and aftertaste of the revolution for a short time." Reality blows away the sweet dream. Democracy is the distribution of the distress that the powerful have suffered so far to each member of the folklore community. And then all the leaders will know. "

"Yes," Xerios turned his finger like a withered branch and showed it.

If the people gain something for themselves, even if it is a silver coin, they will be angry at the unfair distribution, but if the distribution is laborious, they will try to escape the responsibility by all possible means. Round to the side of the weak, he does not fulfill his responsibilities, he only asserts his rights... that's the people... no, it's a pig. "

And it came to pass, as if it were a sacrifice of evil, upon the shoulders of Ashlee.

It seems that Zion is also the same.

Exelios didn't care, so he continued.

"Ashleed Dow, you will take decades from here to understand it." It stains my bones and I know it. The true image of the people which thou hast believed in, the wisdom, the uncleanness, and the ugliness thereof. And he shall not defile his hands, but he shall finger them that are truly drenched in the river of mud and blood, and cut through the days, from the shadows. I'm going to see it happen again and again. "

At the end of it, "Excelios murmured.

"At the end of the day, I'll take on a new leader." Dream of an existence that will lead us to a truly glorious future. Wish . Pour the Wish . But by and── large, the desire for a complete leader is not the same as the desire for an── overwhelming dictator. "

Or maybe this is truly an ability.

Ashlee thinks.

His limbs trembled as if under physical pressure.

"How many times have you heroes shown the light of [Will]?" Did he burn his flesh and his life to fight for his people? No, that's not all. They must have seen the glow of Soul . But it didn't change anything. They decided not to look at it. I have made it a good thing to be unchanging and foolish. In other words, it's a pig. "

Exelios' narrative had overwhelming permeability.

The breath of Zion that can be heard next to him is already rough.

"I see, Theon, Theon the Phil, my dear." Didn't you see that? Or many times. Have you seen Ashley Dow, who has been inflicted with the poison and has gone astray under the pain of grief? "

Okay, here we go.

“Well, if that's the case. We're starting here, young Ashley Dow. I'm sure you will be the best Emperor (Kaiser). To overwhelmingly righteous leaders who do not tell the people whether or not they are right or wrong. Walk your friends with the women you love. Path of glory! There is no need to make a roundabout of distress. No matter how cruel the world is, the answer is nowhere. Because it's here."

Or perhaps it was a single truth.

Ashlee had already finished learning it.

Where are you?

Touch the secrets of this world.

How did the eleven clans of demons emerge out of the wilderness?

Who wanted this world?

A world where kings rule, knights, and heroes take responsibility for the world.

It was because the people of the Old World, the people── themselves, were once stuck in reality.

"Come on," Exelios said, gesturing again.

The rings, which used to be the kings' fingers of the kingdoms, which they had destroyed by their own hands, which were also the kingdoms of various designs, were ringing like clicks and teeth.

And... in response, Ashlee stepped forward.