Summoner of Miracles

“Boom!”

In a heavy banging sound, Io was strapped to the ground and made a painful cry.

Immediately after, a voice came from Io's head.

“You have to listen to His Highness, Io. ”

Redcliffe grinned and held Io's shoulder, completely stunned Io.

“Reddy... you...! ”

Io can't believe this is happening to his best friend.

But soon, Io found out.

It turns out that Redcliffe's eyes not only don't carry half a dot of emotion, they also have a metallic inorganic texture.

This feeling...

“You... you're an automatic figure...? ”

Io's face has changed.

“Yeah, that guy's my doll. ”

Edmund admitted it.

“I can't help it. If the professor refuses my invitation and wants to tell Rutherford about the redundancy, then of course I have to keep him quiet forever, don't you think? ”

Edmund's tone was still filled with carelessness, and Io finally burst into tears.

Dreams trampled, research results exploited, handmade daughters deleted even emotional programs, even friends, have been killed, even replaced with automatic figures, stayed by themselves, watched themselves, made themselves toys in Edmond's hands, which makes Io feel like the whole day is about to collapse, and his heart is filled with despair.

On the contrary, His Royal Highness in front of him has no mercy in giving Eo an ultimatum.

“Come on, make your choice now, do you want to follow me to the summit of the world, or do you want to disappear into the world like Redcliff, in a way that the world doesn't know? ”

Edmund didn't say anything like that without any mercy.

“Although I admire your talents, better talents, if they can't be used by me, are just burdensome, and it's more painful to just throw them away. ”

There was no hesitation in Edmund's tone.

Obviously, Edmund did think so, more sincerely that it had to be done.

'Cause...

“I'm right. ”

Edmund smiled softly, leaving Io in tears of fear.

Until now, Io realized how dangerous he had chosen to believe.

The man in front of him is a snake, a mad dog, an unimaginable and deadly maniac, and handing Ivan over to such a person is simply impossible to trade for peace, but it will plunge the world into misery.

Myself, really made a terrible mistake.

If Edmund really used Ivan to declare war on the nations of the world, Io would dare not even imagine what the world would look like by then.

So, um...

“You can't do that! Your Highness!”

Io screamed.

“If you do this...! Everybody will...? ”

Eo's cry had been interrupted impatiently by Edmond before it could all reach Edmond's ear.

“This reaction is exactly like those who were reluctant to serve me, each screaming about not causing disaster to civilians, each screaming about not allowing war to happen, as if it were an impermissible thing, but which country has not been founded by war since ancient times? Which victory is not based on sacrifice? There is no absolute peace in this world, and if there is, it is only when it belongs to one person. ”

Edmund looked at Io and smiled.

“And that man is me, you know? ”

When you hear this, Io understands.

Understand that you can't stop this crazy person in front of you in any way.

“Give me Ivan back! Give me Ivan back! ”

Aeoton struggled hard.

“I would never let Ivan be used by someone like you! ”

Io cried out in tears.

“Really?”

Edmund didn't even move a bit.

“In that case, I'll have to make you disappear. Don't worry, I'll take good care of your daughter. ”

Edmund turned around and continued to look up to Daedalus, as if he had lost interest in Eo altogether.

And Edmund's statement, Gurretan immediately understood.

“Resolve her. ”

Older generals have no expression of slaughter.

So I snapped Io's shoulder, pressed him high on the ground, raised his hand, and held his hand tight into a fist.

Although it is impossible to see the movement behind it, Io also knows that he will die here.

Looking at Ivan, who still has no expression on his face, Io closes his eyes with great pain.

(I'm sorry, Ivan, I did this to you.

And then...

(Sorry, guys, I hurt you.

And then...

(Sorry, Lorelei, I can't go back to discussing it with you.

In the end...

(I hope someone can stop His Highness from conspiring.

This is Io's only wish today.

In this case, the fists hanging above Io's head burst heavily.

This punch will undoubtedly smash Io's head to death on the spot.

If no one gets involved...

“pounds--! ”

Along with an incredibly loud burst sound, Redcliffe pressed against Io, like a fragile woodcarving, was crushed and turned into countless mechanical parts that burst apart.

A shadow descends from the sky at an astonishing rate, like a moonlight that shines down, kicking a meteorite-like kick, and spreading the whole kick away as an automatic figure disguised as Redcliffe.

“Alas?”

Io made a loud voice.

“...... ”

Edmund turned around violently.

“What...? ”

Gurretan was equally astonished.

Immediately thereafter, the surrounding army was also in a blast of unrest.

“Enemy attack! ”

“Enemy attack! ”

One soldier shouted outrageously, pulling out his gun and pointing it in the front. The magic was also injected into a mechanical dog beside him, causing the mechanical dog to scream violently.

“Your Highness! ”

Gurretan jumped right in front of Edmond and protected him behind him.

Edmund himself, on the contrary, soon calmed down and pulled Ivan back quickly without hesitation.

The entire atmosphere of the cold square was immediately dissipated by the bombardment and replaced by a sense of smoky tension.

Only Io was surprised to see him suddenly save his own shadow.

“You are... the doll of the Moon!? ”

Heran is the night.

No, it's not just night.

“Are you all right? ”

“Professor! ”

As the mirage swayed, Iluli and Purple appeared in the circle of Io and remained silent.

And in front of Iluli and Purple, there was a teenager in a gorgeous pitch-black coat.

“So that's it. ”

The teenager lifted his curtains and looked at Edmond, protected behind him by Gurretan, and smiled.

“Are you the one responsible for all this? ”

Exactly.