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In the past, just as there were small, world-renowned people like Nelson Mandela and Michael Jackson on the planet Sahan, Eden's death was so devastating that the waves on the continent were enormous.

Beyond Lajim, he wrote in newspapers all over the continent, covering his death as a headline, and writing his glorious footsteps first.

Also, within a day of his death, Eden's Great and Eternal Knight began writing, and many journalists were the first to arrive in Raman.

In its light, the knights who admired Eden the most began marching to Raman in a struggle to earn respect for the Knights of Fortitude who once stood at the pinnacle.

Even if the impact on the entire continent was so great, there was no need to tell me what the impact of the inhabitants living in Esteban as the owner of a much narrower piece of land than the "Duke of Esteban."

The funeral was officially decided after two weeks, but the creepy rain and the sound of the sobbing songs that came to Raman seemed to have made the city itself a massive funeral home.

In addition to that, in the courtyard of the mansion of Esteban, where there was a deep silence, all the knights of the Silver Knights were already kneeling on their knees for more than a day and a half.

It expresses the guilt and guilt of not keeping the oath of allegiance because he failed to keep the Lord.

“… sigh. ”

Inside the mansion is Esteban's "Gaju".

Zahan took a deep sigh, and he was tired of crying and literally touched Serjin's exhausted forehead. His face was so red, his tears messed up.

The fever doesn't cool, and the cold sweat doesn't stop.

What would her pity be like after losing her only family and support in one day?

And if he was once the continent's greatest man, who never would have collapsed while he was alive,

She felt the thought of her parents, and occasionally touched her shaking like a baby bird more gently.

Then the door opens with a knock.

There was Ayehorn, who had puffy eyes.

“... Sir Death. ”

She cautiously calls out for forgiveness in a trembling voice.

“Yes?”

He replies, still unbroken.

“... Please follow my minions. I want to show you something. In the meantime, Princess... I will take care of the Lord. ”

“ … ”

Zahan pauses his answer and looks into Serjin's condition.

She faints while holding her hand tightly, but makes sure that her intermittently trembling body is having nightmares. It was such a pity that she couldn't leave her alone.

“… wait a minute. ”

But the reason for Ayehorn's call seemed important, so he carefully let go of her hand and got out of bed.

As he gets up, Aeyehorn approaches the bed where Serzin sleeps, and Zahan nods once at her and approaches her servant.

“.. what's going on? ”

Sleek face with a fancy body. It's a demurrer I saw during the White Dragon Extermination.

“Oh, Lord Eden's will was found writing to Sir Sam to show it first... and at your earliest convenience. ”

*

Sahan glanced at Eden's will.

The envelope sealed with a special magical effect was strangely impossible to unwrap unless it was Mana of the Apostles, and the silver Mana contained in it was proof that Eden used it.

“ … ”

I wrote a will in advance. That means Eden himself probably foresaw his own demise.

His cognitive abilities, which we had seen one day, were as high as nine, should be enough.

However, even though I had foreseen the danger, I still did not know why I wanted to choose death.

“Dear child..."

He recites a swirling letter on the outside of the envelope.

Now that Eden's dead, I'll never be free of the name "baby."

Sahan tried to ignore the tip of his nose that was frowning at him for no reason, and blown Mana out the seals on the envelope.

“ … ”

The contents of his will were simple.

If you're reading this, I've already finished my life, and there's a little bit of a cliché about how to get into the Esteban Chamber of Secrets without you, and how to get the elixir out.

And at the end of it, "Please take care. It may be crazy at first, but it's not reliable, and no one else is trustworthy. The sentence ’.

“Phew.”

It's a will that Eden may think he wrote, by the looks of it.

Since I felt a drumstick for no reason, I sighed and tried to go up.

There are those who mourn more than anyone else, so now is the time to just smile.

When he folded Eden's precious will into his arms. Once again, I hear the screams of a woman's horrible cry. It must be Serzin.

Later, a contemplative knight ran to him.

She nods at him once and turns back to her.

* * * *

“... You son of a bitch...”

Deshon once cursed at his comrade, stealing the drops of dead snow from his reddened eyes.

Dehon and Eden. Two very good knights that Eden had a relationship with until he was 40.

Over time, Eden was a knight commander of the Esteban Knights, and he was separated as a knight commander of the Black Wolf Knights, and since then, his four-year-old has become nothing but a good friend.

Eden. The only respected, the only rival, and the most unbreakable article of all.

The determination that his death brought upon Dehon was like a ghastly fragrance.

The scent brought back memories of being part of a knighthood like his, which is now a glimmering past.

The happy memories of the day when we introduced each other's women to each other made my heart ache.

“… Master. ”

Arlene, his only direct disciple, looks worried about him.

Deshon, who thought he showed the old man's Clumsy, once coughed for no reason.

“Pack the knight's armor and cargo. The last of the bad guys to go first. I should go see his proud son. ”

You are familiar with the march of knights headed for Raman.

Now, Dehon himself, with no children but his subordinates, would naturally join the march.

“Yes!”

Aren answers vigorously and moves with all his might.

* * * *

“ … ”

“Isn't that a bit of a waste? ”

In Bjorghini's words, Georgini frowns relentlessly and glances at him.

“... Hehe. However, the knight commander's immediate immediacy was soon, but this incident exploded..."

At the words of his continued brother, Georgini empowered his fist.

“… ha, hahaha. Hey, I knew it. That's my brother. That's my brother! I was just trying to see if my brother changed on purpose. I did it on purpose!!! ”

*

“... What are you going to do after attending? We have to dig behind it. ”

Bjorghini, who was struck on the forehead with a huge hump, asked with a blunt expression, touching it.

“That's yours. It's obvious what the Horses are doing right now, and we won't be able to keep rejecting those fearsome political aristocrats this time. ”

Georgini wipes the sweat off his bald head and takes it seriously.

An investigation in Stadim at the same time as Eden's death. The investigation found traces of Magi's energy.

Of course, if the Magi were powerful enough to kill Eden, it would have been easier to cover their tracks.

But thanks to Eden and his loyal servant who fought to the end with the determination to be respected, he was able to leave a mark.

“ … ”

Bjorghini looks a little awkward.

George has always hated this fragile look on his brother's face. He frowns and spits.

“You're the one who gave up the sword and said you'd go that way. Even in defense, you're a politician. Do your job. It will be the only way to be forgiven by my father. ”

“... I know. But it's hard. There are so many stubborn and noble politicians...”

“Be as brave as you were when you decided to give up your sword against your father. ”

In response, Georgini rises up. I look at my brother's complex face and move first.

“Come on, let's go. Don't be late. ”

“.. got it. ”

* * * *

“I don't blame you. ”

The man fell down and begged for forgiveness.

“… I told you. ”

Pocalor lets out a deep sigh, followed by a sunny voice.

“I can't... I can't believe I'm looking at you like that. ”

“… I'm sorry. ”

“No, that's the problem!... Phew... Is this what you wanted from this operation? Eden died, but I think it could be the catalyst for a horse-seeking operation. Aha... It's better to kill him now, since it happened sooner or later, even if he's alive. ”

“ … ”

The man bows his head even more, as if he had no compassion.

“Phew... I'm so tired of being angry. We're just fucked. Eden's death is all over the newspapers, and the citizens know for sure it was the work of the Horsemen. Even if the higher-level horsemen are as cute as they can be, the extraction is only a matter of time. I know what to do, but holding on is like saying, ’I'm a jerk!' ”

Pocalor recited again the fact that he knew everything, both men and men, on purpose.

You're lucky he can't see you with your crooked lips down.

In fact, she was in such a good mood that she couldn't bear it.

I wanted to shout for joy right away that I had a reason to take him down.

Of course, it is true that this has become a disaster for the Mages.

However, the Horseman's original goal was to ‘The Demon King', and other than that, training the undead army was merely an ‘aid’. And some countries have already suffered enormous damage at the Red Gate without the help of the Undead.

That's why, even if there is a massive horse-exclusion operation, all you have to do is stay hidden.

Of course, there must have been horses killed. But there was some certainty in him that it wasn't him.

“.. unfortunately, ethan. You know there's nothing you can do, right? I'll still let you maintain your position with Peder. He's already said he's a friend... But he's been living at the top of his life, and suddenly he's crawling under Peder... That's just not right, is it? It's my last concern. I don't want you to make that mistake again, because next time it's just death. I don't want to get my hands dirty. ”

“ …… ”

In her words, a man called Etan clenches his two fists.

‘Leftovers’. It may feel like an unbiased discipline compared to what he has done.

But when you think about the periods of the wizards, it was so cruel.

The Horse is a thorough identity. Human identities are as cruel as those of the Horses.

It was so thorough that, depending on the merit of the identity, if there was a difference between the two classes, the upper rank would have a 'right to life and death' for the lower rank.

Therefore, the meaning of 'mouthpiece’, which Pocalor spoke lightly, was not at all light.

It meant that the fall was too humiliating and humiliating for the Horsemen's society, and that the value of life had declined with respect to life.