"Get out..."

A Zalbvail minister came to Altoninus and said away at the opening. Altoninus laughs affectionately at the words.

He would never have taken such an attitude before, but a month of torture had totally broken Artoninus' heart, and his consciousness that he was no longer even an emperor had become diluted and, emotionally, a complete slave to Zalbvail.

In other words, it would be good to refer to it as devoting all your energies to saying what kind of attitude would cause less pain.

"Yes."

Heckly, Altoninus follows the minister. Altoninus followed behind the minister in silence when he left the cell.

(Hmm? Where are we going?

Altoninus was surprised that he was on a different path than where the torture had taken place over the past month.

Altoninus follows silently through the royal castle following behind the minister. The Imperial Castle has recovered considerably from its destruction during its fall a month ago. The blood has been washed away and the destroyed walls, doors, etc. have been repaired.

It is those who once served the Imperial Castle who seem to be running around busily in various ways. Altoninus also has a familiar chillaphora.

But that look gives me a frightened look at something. It's like if you can blame me, it's just an attitude that says it's over. The figure reminded me of a working ant, a working bee.

(Is there no longer room for loyalty for these guys...)

Seeing the former subjects who were to serve those who killed them, Artoninus's heart grows heavy. However, this was not heartbreaking to their plight, but sympathy for themselves for the subordinates' betrayal of themselves.

Concon......

Artoninus' mood gets even heavier on Zalbvail's minister, who knocks on his former office. For Altoninus, the office was a symbol of the Emperor's authority. Angry emotions try to burn against the Zalbbail clan who use it in our faces, but Altoninus, whose slave guts are sprouting, doesn't even give it a yawn.

"Get in."

The minister opened the door when words were uttered permitting entry from inside. There were the Marquis of Zalbbeyle, Etra and Shukl. Next to it lie the three former Crown Princes, Altos, Illinu the Queen, and Ariulis the Side Queen, on their knees.

"You guys..."

A loud voice was uttered from Altoninus' mouth. I never thought I'd have my own family here. Moreover, the situation is that the second prince Etra and the third prince Shkuru are on their feet, while the former prince Altos, the queen Irinu and the side queen Ariulis are on their knees.

"The disrespectful kneel!!

The other two held Altoninus' head down as he was when the minister forced him to beat the back of Altoninus' knee with a spear pattern and kneel.

"Gu..."

Being knelt in front of his family means that even the budding altoninus of slave guts can be indulged.

"Well isn't it good? Because his stupidity didn't start now."

Orto's words are a complete insult to Altoninus. An obvious insult, but Altoninus had a hectic and disgusting smile instead of making him uncomfortable.

"I didn't know I could even say it back. I can't help but have sympathy for Lord Etra and Lord Shukl."

Nor did Altoninus break a disgusting smile in Ort's further words. Look at that, Etra, Shkl gives a painful look.

"Master Etra, Master Shukl, you don't have to be ashamed of yourself."

There Emilia speaks to the two princes. It is certain that the voice contains feelings of labor. To Emilia's words Etra and Shukl pray as they feared.

"Altoninus, nothing else has brought you here today"

"What is it?

Altoninus' disgusting attitude replies to Ort's words without changing.

"The period of torture was one month. I'm going to burn you for that month gone by."

"... Huh?

"I said I was going to burn you. And then you said that the place of execution would be in my Salve Bail territory, remember?

Every time Orto spinned the words, Altoninus' complexion was lost.

"I don't mind if you forget something else. Hey."

"Yes."

It was the Krum who responded to Ort's orders. Krum stood up and snapped as he took one arm of Altoninus.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

Altoninus' scream echoes, but Krum took the other arm and this one broke relentlessly.

"Ha ha!

A scream came out of Altoninus's mouth again at the severe pain that had arisen again.

"Fildmelk, do your last job as Emperor of the Empire."

Orto tells the ministers to let go cold and altoninus.

"Then let's go back to Zalbvail. There's no use for the Empire anymore."

The ministers of Zalbvail, who received the words of Orto, gave a happy look.

"Our next job is to rebuild the Zarbails."

"Ha!!

Zalbvail's ministers weep at Ort's words. It was still a joy for the Zalbbayles to say that they could now turn the power they had used to destroy the Fildmelk Empire to rebuild it.

"And it's a pleasure to have so many slaves, no matter how brutally they spend it, who never crush it."

"Yes!!

The ministers reply with pleasure, even to the words of the Krum. What Krum calls slaves are, of course, the undead besides Zalbbail.

"Altoninus, your death will literally wipe out the Fildmelk Empire. But your hell never ends."

Ort had a cold grin when he said so.