Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

Then a few years later, the cat had deified and changed into as much of a gaze as a person.

A young man came with a casual grin before a cat who was cleaning outside the pyramid as the teasing sun lit up.

"Oh, aren't you the captain"

"Hey, Nahal. Is Pharaoh there?

There were so many wounds on his face that he had already become too piercing a face to call a youth.

He's a man with more scratches every time he sees it, and he can no longer count the number of battlefields he ran through.

Not only did the tribes fight each other, but even the giant rock dragons that appeared in the land, the phantom beasts of the great crabs that crossed the mountains, and the roughly mythical battles did not take a single step to bring victory for the people. Increasing the legend with the wounds, the city people admired him as a desert hero.

Pierce, with strength, had grown into a man who could also be called a symbol of this city.

"Yes, you are inside. What is that?

The cat finds what the youth had.

"This guy's got big fireworks. It's funny how Dwarf craftsmen make it with half the play. I'm sure you'll be surprised when something awesome hits the sky tonight."

"It's a pleasure"

After dropping off the youth, the cat nodded satisfied to see the streets visible just outside the pyramid.

"It was a small city, but it's a great guy to make it this big in just one generation."

It would be no exaggeration to say that thanks to his close proximity to Pharaoh, the pyramid has become familiar to the city people.

After the young man went inside, a talkative middle-aged woman who visited nearby handed him the fruit.

"It's a peach I took nearby. Say hello to Master Pharaoh."

"Thank you"

"Master Nahal, when the hell will Master Pharaoh and the hero be engaged?

"Dear hero? Oh, you mean the captain. Now that the nine trials required for engagement have already been completed, it will depend on how Pharaoh and the captain feel."

"Really? Then I'll tell you what, don't keep your hero waiting for a woman."

"I will tell Pharaoh to be ready."

"I didn't think I'd see you married to God while you were alive. I'll give you the city to celebrate then, so look forward to it."

"Thank you. And the tomb guard will be pleased."

The woman leaves the pyramid, "Oh, my God, it's time to shop".

One more thing to look forward to, and what a lover a person is, Cat God looked at the peaches in his hand and smiled.

Some time after the young man entered the pyramid, he heard a shitty noise from inside. Apparently I hear Pharaoh saying something more unilaterally than arguing about something......

"Why don't you just leave the mirror and leave, you piece of shit!!

Treasures, spouses, and statues of the gods were thrown poignantly from the entrance of the pyramid with a roar, and at the same time, a young man with even his head jumped out so that he could escape.

"Oh, you're home early."

"Nahal, I'm surprised you can be sarcastic."

"Did you say something again?

"Uh-huh, I thought I'd return Ra's mirror to Pharaoh. I'm pissed off."

"How is that again?

"The people gave me the sword of the Sand King (Sandlock)."

The young man shows two song knives. It was a brilliant built sword, with very strong magic.

"This is a brilliant sword...... I've never seen a sword like this in Pharaoh's treasures."

As the cat tries to touch the sword, strong magic is released from the sword.

"This is..."

"This sword chooses its owner. It's called a willing sword."

"I see, it's like an intelligence sword..."

"Actually, I've been using it for quite some time. But using it in a duplicitous fashion is the way it's supposed to be, and I'm angry that I can use two swords properly."

"I see you can't have a mirror shield in a duplicity."

"You can stick it on your back like you used to. But I'm already in a good position, so when they call me Sunshine Man, other people get angry."

"Your captain is in trouble, too."

"Ha ha, well...... and this Ra mirror also has a desire to have Pharaoh protected, not me"

"Pharaoh doesn't have to have a mirror. The Guardian, who is passed down from his predecessors in this basement, is asleep."

"What, really?

"Yes, burn it down. There's something giant."

"Oh, wow..."

"But I appreciate your sentiments, and let me tell you about them."

"You don't have to say it because it's embarrassing!

"I can't. We have survived the Nine Trials, so the captain has decided to be prepared and engaged to Pharaoh. If you're as heroic as yourself, it won't be hard to deify."

"Ha... here you go"

A young man with an unreliable grin against a piercing face.

"Please forgive me for being a little mean. When can you come next?

"Well, I guess I'll be back next month"

"You're busy."

"It's going to be a little big this time."

"Is that so? Best of luck."

"Thanks"

That said, the young man realizes that when he cheeks, he has a large fireworks left in his hand.

"Oh, I was gonna give it to you today, but you look in a bad mood, and I'll see you next month"

"That's good. Take one of the peaches with you, and Pharaoh will be back in a good mood."

"Right. I will."

Then came the hour of January.

Even though it's already dark outside, the city is filled with light, and not only adults but also children's friends are walking outside to raise their pleasant voices.

The Nahals watched from a high place.

They were usually tomb guards tucked inside the pyramid, but all this day they climb up on top of the pyramid and look down on the bustling streets.

It's also supposed to be a triumph festival to celebrate the young men who defeated the enemy's army leader and returned with a big victory.

"Ho, is that the festival"

"Well, it shouldn't have happened to a girl who's not even old enough to walk at night."

…………

It was always a loud pharaoh, but only today, he drops his voice and looks around with a chirp.

"When is he coming?

"Totally disrespectful, such as keeping Pharaoh waiting so long. I'll put some oil on him the minute he comes."

"I hope you don't use precious fuel for that. Seto, it's the day the captain and Pharaoh make up, so I hope you don't do too much weird things."

"Don't say it like my annoying wild dog"

"Wild dogs are better off for not oiling"

"Oh, my God, this freshly deified female cat"

"The oil (olive) dog"

"... here I come"

When everyone looks back at Pharaoh's voice, a young man slowly climbs up the pyramid with an unreliable grin on his penetrating scratchy face.

Even with a face like that, people call it a hero. He is a sand king who looks very handsome to the people and Pharaohs.

"Huh, it's hard to climb."

"I'm sorry you're weak."

"Don't you take the first voice that matters!

The cat hit Ceto's nose with an elbow.

Pharaoh and the young man gazed at each other just a little bit, and the two of them lowered their hips to the top of the pyramid.

We were silent with each other, but we knew that words would no longer be useful to these two to the tomb guards.

"Sorry about the mirror."

"... good. My concubine didn't even think about it."

"This way."

"I hear you won big."

"I'm not the only one. I feel like everybody's getting stronger."

"Well... well the number of people, don't keep increasing. It must have all come together attracted by strength and morality."

"It's not that big a deal. This is what happened when I was desperately wielding my sword. That's all."

The two look down at the streets that are visible under their eyes.

Lighted by the bright light, everyone and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves.

"That was a really strange man. You have a face that won't kill bugs, and on the battlefield you show the courage and strength of a military god. I couldn't even grasp the concubine anymore."

"I think it's who I really am here."

"Right..."

"Even on the bloody battlefield, I couldn't help but lose sight of who I really am. I'm sure that's because you've always been there for me."

The young man turns to Pharaoh and holds her hand.

Under the beautiful starry sky, the atmosphere grows.

His serious expression makes the gravediggers watching more thrilling.

"Hey Pharaoh, I was going to tell you when I got back. I'll deify. And I want to spend some time with you."

"Stupid things, things like that could be lightly deified..."

"Uh-huh, I didn't know I could do it."

"Wait, don't give up! If you've completed the nine trials, there's plenty of prospects!

"Really?"

"Oh, let's deify the concubine responsible for that!... Actually, my concubine was going to say it then too.... We need to deify him quickly."

"Yeah......"

"You finally gave me your answer."

"Sorry...... let me wait"

That's how the two hugged each other, while a large circle of flowers blossoms in the night sky.

The beautiful spark launched with Dawn was to be deeply engraved in the hearts of the two.

Nahal admits to the scanning and rejoicing, Seto admits reluctantly but with no way to do it and the two of them.

Then the deified youth continued to live happily ever after as part of the pyramid and as the leader of the city.

- No, I'm not.

The discomfort that passed in my head.

In a halted sepia-colored space, Nahal stared at the two happy people and Seto delighted with it from an overlooking perspective.

"No, it's not..."

What's the difference? I don't understand that in what I'm looking at.

"No, no!

Otherwise she screams.

"- Dear Sir! - It's already gone!

With her screams, the sepia colored space disappeared back to the time when time was winding back and watching the fireworks in the pyramid.

"What's wrong, Nahal?

Everyone suddenly holds their heads and sees Nahal squatted.

"You… are no longer in this world…"

I heard Nahal crying and everyone was unnerved.

"Nahal, what?

"" Dear Ares "… you did not return! You didn't come back after you broke up with Pharaoh and went on an expedition! Only your body has returned to this city!

When Nahal scratches the hollow, he hives a freshly pacified sound into the space of nothing.

Scratching and beating again and again, the false space is torn and what I left behind at that time comes back to life clearly.

On a rainy night, the battalion that was on the expedition returned.

The heroes who always brought us victory were put in cold coffins, and the soldiers were silent before their carcasses.

All the city people collapsed from their knees in front of the coffin. "It's a lie..." "It's some kind of joke," I hear you moaning.

But no one answers that, sticking to the fact that only Ares' corpse, which has gone cold in the coffin, is real.

The people were greatly saddened by the death of the hero and struck by despair.

The cause of death was the death of a curse caused by the fact that he had undergone a spell on his back. I kept fighting alone for my people, even though I was covered in blood.

Saying that he continued to be a hero until the end of the hero, the soldier who saw him drooped his head.

The talkative middle-aged woman, who brought the news, repeated, "I'm sorry," crying to Pharaoh and Nahal.

Pharaoh said, "Thank you for the reward. Ah, let's send his soul" and he stopped coming out of the pyramid.

A few days after his death, the body was rested in the pyramids and the city was engulfed in silence.

No one can talk about anything. I said I won the expedition, but I'm not alone in what makes me happy.

The death of a person who could also be called a substantial king was too much to apathize the city people.

The city people who we know will still grieve tonight were depressed.

But after the sun goes down, suddenly a loud fire hits the night sky when a loud noise sounds like a pern.

At the same time, monsters march from the pyramids. They all have instruments in their hands and play light music.

The city man was angry not to joke after the hero died. But I stopped blocking everyone when I saw Pharaoh crying with a smile on his face, enjoying himself at the center of it.

And they all cried and laughed as they laughed their grief off. Splashed with precious liquor, brought delicious meat and everyone drank, ate, laughed, screamed, and cried.

And one soul from the pyramid splashed into the fireworks and struck up into the sky.

The soul of the hero was dropped off by Pharaoh and the people and traveled to the underworld.

When the truth was revealed, Ares, who was watching on the spot, laughed and the statue disappeared.

"This is the truth...... sorry. I'm sorry."

Nahar kneels and drips his head at Pharaoh.

The meaning of that apology is that Pharaoh, Seto, and Nahal themselves broke the desired end.

The pharaohs you see in front of her are of course illusory, but those lips whine gently, "Well done". At the same time there was a crack in the whole world and she was sent back to her original world.

[Trial 7, Wish Dream Clear]

When Sphinx told him, the flirtatious member stood up.

In front of you is a trial room, where everyone sees the girl with the black cat, even with her headache.

"Nahal......"

"This trial is a comfortable dream, and if you can't see through the voices, you'll never be able to come back to the real world."

"Sorry, I just saw your memory..."

"I don't care...... It's a story of a distant past, and our cemetery's mission is to send the dead to the underworld."

When Nahal told him to blow it off, Orion and Freya cried.

"Why are you crying?

"I'm crying instead because Nahal won't cry! I have complaints!?

"Now you're not crying or bleeding!

The chain reaction of tears did not stop and everyone cried out on the spot.

Nahal seemed surprised but said "thank you" and smiled softly.