Tearmoon Empire Story

"Hmmm..."

Lunatia, Teito, corner of the Crescent Zone. Inside the decaying cabin, the groaning voice of one old man echoes.

Ludwig Hewitt, formerly of the Empire's wisdom, Meer Luna Tiermoon, who demonstrated his talent in no small measure, was also old and now perfectly well-liked.

"His Highness Me Abel is not very good at studying..."

While stroking his white-dyed moustache, Ludwig sees Me Abel sleeping on the bed.

"You sleep well...... But there's still a shadow of him."

Ludwig snapped as he gently combed Sarah's hair on his cheek with his fingers.

"His Highness Me Abel is still young. We should be able to grow and grow and grow. I'm inheriting his blood..."

Close your eyes quietly. What rises behind his eyelids is the figure of His Royal Highness the Princess, his proud master.

Vibrant wisdom enough for people to hope. It is full of radiance that embodies it.

"We need hope for the future. Like Her Royal Highness Princess Meer, we need a light to guide us."

Signs to guide the Empire......

Me Abel, who draws the blood of the Empire's wisdom, was the one who could be the nucleus for interfering with the imperial subjects. Although Ludwig wanted me to equip him with the minimum knowledge he needed in doing so.

"This looks like a long way to go..."

With a bitter laugh, he sat down in front of an old desk. There are many pieces of parchment layered unwrought.

"Rafina orca verga, or..."

Older, he was already Ludwig, who pulled himself off the front line, but, once upon a sensitive civilian, the information comes in as much as it takes.

I don't know if he's going to let it rot in vain, but he's made it his routine these days to think about the current world situation and the course of the times that led there...

"After all, is there anything that cannot be negligible about the impact that Bishop Rafina has had on the world"

She and her hand and foot, the Holy Bottle Army, have become powerful enough to sweep the world.

Temporary peace is achieved by blurring out insurgent elements, thoroughly monitoring and repressing them. Rebellion was also deeply ingrained in its violent way, and the continent was in a whirlpool of large-scale warfare.

"But the original Virgin, Rafina, should not have been so foolish as to be unpredictable to that extent, nor so nasty as to lay such oppression"

From an early age, to a time when Meer and the Learning Hall were together, Rafina was a good person combining superior intelligence and stable spirituality.

He was thought to be such an excellent mentor that he didn't even take a pull from his contemporaries hero, Libra King Theon Saul Sankland.

"What the hell has changed her so far..."

Though I dared to put it into words, in Ludwig's eyes the cause of the change was obvious.

"The mass poisoning of students at Holy Night's Festival…"

Holy Night Festival, a major winter event at St. Noel's School.

The indiscriminate terrorism that took place there discredited the Virgin Rafina to the ground.

There was something to sympathize with.

At that time, Rafina was extremely busy and often lay on the hospital bed from extreme fatigue.

There were aspects of the festival security that I couldn't help but be blind to.

In addition, the enemy's plot was off track again.

Although Rafina was certainly the bearer of excellent intelligence, unfortunately, she was not a genius, even if she was brilliant.

She could not discern all the thoughts of the enemy.

The assassination itself was alarming.

I was dealing with a secret society called The Serpent of Chaos, so the consideration is natural... The dignitaries, including myself, had a solid security system in place to prevent the demons from reaching for the assassination.

But she was wrong to look.

I had no idea that the enemy would unleash indiscriminate terrorism targeting their servants, not St. Noel's students.

Festival day, a sumptuous stewed dish behaved to work day to day. I had no idea that poison was being planted in it.

"Attacking Rafina's fame" - just for that matter, Rafina didn't even imagine that there was such outrage in the world, indiscriminately slaughtering servants (soft targets).

Normally......, nobles don't care how many servants die.

Because it is noble values that are not human, except for nobility.

But Rafina was the Virgin of Velga.

He was a man of such a position, even if it was unacceptable to abandon him, whether he was a civilian or a poor man.

Therefore... the Virgin's name is lost.

Even though the security of the aristocratic students was perfect, they fell out of hand against the servants...... So there was a voice to condemn.

The fame of a clean, clean glass Virgin has become a wound.

The wound became fatal to Rafina, who couldn't afford it.

Guilt that strikes his chest more than once can only transform him into hatred and transform Rafina into a leader of power.

She laid a harsh management system to hunt out the "snake of chaos" hiding among the people.

Black doesn't even allow gray. A completely indispensable control system that picks up all the suspicious buds.

This led to the supposedly devastating destruction of the secret society "Snake of Chaos" without a single...

Ludwig recalled when he interrogated the "snake of chaos" man captured within the Empire.

"Isn't what you did strangling yourselves?

To Ludwig, who asked so, the man replied with a winning grin.

"Snakes don't die. Because this situation is what we paint."

and.

When he heard the words, Ludwig was flabbergasted.

If the purpose of the serpent of chaos is to destroy order, surely, because what he was saying was fit for reason.

The fear politics of Bishop Emperor Rafina was an attack on the order built by the Central Orthodox Church.

The more oppressive Rafina acts under the authority of the Central Orthodox Church, the more people's hearts move away from the Central Episcopal Church. What was in charge of the order of the land, the "authority of God", which was the value standard, has now been destroyed precisely by Rafina's own hands.

And some years later, Velga falls and the surrounding countries lose their basis for justice and fairness.

All that remains is chaos.

"The snake of chaos...... A secret society for the purpose of destroying all the order created by man..."

Ludwig could not fail to acknowledge the correctness of a man's statement.

Because the world is indeed in a vortex of chaos.

"But if it were Her Royal Highness Princess Meer..."

I know. That's just a hopeful observation.

But Ludwig couldn't help but think.

"Had it been with the wisdom of the Empire......, no, if it had not been possible for that one, whoever it was, it would not have prevented it. The only possibility was Her Royal Highness Princess Meer."

If the student chairman partitioning St. Noel's school events were Meer...

Couldn't we have also broken through the vicious plot of the snake of chaos and saved the world......

"If it was the wisdom of the empire, the goddess of the shining moon, His Royal Highness Meer..."

"Huh? Dr. Ludwig......?

"Oh, Your Highness Me Abel......, are you awake?

Ludwig turned his tender grin towards Bell.

"What did you say now?

"No, it's nothing. Did you sleep better than that?

Me Abel had hardly heard one word of Ludwig at this time.

Therefore, Meer does not know.

And the Holy Night Festival conspiracy. What might I have to do myself instead of Rafina......

Without even imagining at all that Ludwig's excessive expectations would cling to his own shoulders......

"Set aside the difficult pact...... In the meantime... Oh, yes! You definitely want to behave my handmade mushroom pan at Holy Night Festival!!

and so on, and was Meer thinking about disturbing things.