The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

That was the original plan.

Interfering with [The Enchantment Exclusive] by me to gradually reduce the popularity of Saint Bianca and, conversely, raise the awareness of Sahar and Araceli.

I've already been here for over two months. I think I've done quite a lot.

On the other hand, after she had been accused of summoning the Devil to Bianca, she stepped forward and finished the job beautifully; she drove Bianca as a liar and turned him into an incarnation of justice; and she tried to take away her popularity through the spectacular debut of the Black Lady Araceli.

There were so many other events, and every time, I thought I was pretty successful at carving out Bianca's image.

However, not everything in the world went according to my plan.

Saint Bianca had already built up her image as much as the Eiffel Tower for a year after the invasion and had become beloved by all the people of the Empire.

I did not know that in order to carve out such an image of her, it would not work in this ordinary way. We need a better way.

I don't know why I didn't. Living in a country called South Korea, I've seen it on the 9: 00 news every day for 30 years.

I disseminated false facts through incitement and forgery, and when the opponent began to respond, he caught it again and attacked the mind, spread a story that does not exist, and if caught, he cast a ’no' and then sneaked away, spreading nasty rumors behind his back to unleash all the images. I didn't think it was that simple.

That didn't stop the operation. My plan was to put Princess Sahar back in her place or reduce her position so that she could not use "regression."

To do that, you need something a little more political. I couldn't think of a decent way to do it.

A quest to hunt a protagonist. It may not seem like much, but there is actually an enormous risk to this quest. In other words, it is almost impossible to return to the original world if the hunt fails.

Except for the Dalmatizon, this risk itself has not become a burden, but it has begun to become a burden because it has always dealt with predatory prey. This Saint Bianca is the worst game I've ever encountered.

I had to admit.

For me, my lifetime of training in hunting skills, politics and image management showed that a saint with Max's skill level was like a four-dimensional wall.

“Heroic knight? ”

“Yes.”

Bianca calls me. It's pathetic for me to be enjoying crazy women and flowers with flowers all over my head on the shores of the Temple of the Old Religion. None of this matters anymore.

“That · · · ·. Have you thought about the proposal I mentioned before? ”

“Ah.”

The proposal is, obviously, to ask me to be the guardian knight of the holy woman. That means abandoning the Princess Sahar. Would you say I'm crazy if I jumped in the worst way possible and split in two?

So I had to talk about a loyal knight.

“The two of us mourn, but I cannot abandon you. I'm sorry."

“Ahh · · · · · · · · · · ·. I see. But seeing you so loyal, it's wonderful to think you're a true knight of this age. ”

Fuck you.

She's probably thinking the same thing. We don't really think anything of each other. We were just approaching each other politically. I can tell by the look in his eyes.

When you and I were having such a nervous date, we were enjoying something non-exhaustive.

“Sounds like fun. ”

As the grass cracks, someone with a pale impression shows up. I thought you were a vampire for a second. Bloody red lips with no sharp eyes. And stubborn nostrils that you would never let go of if you were obsessed with something.

It was Israel, the emperor.

Even though I thought the emperor was not a slut and could easily see, I was already kneeling with one hand out toward you. And he said with his mouth, “I see the highest sun in the empire.” I said mechanically. This is the rule of the emperor in this country.

Israel glances back and forth between me and Bianca, and spits it out.

“Are you having fun?”

“ · · · · · ·!! ”

Bianca's complexion pales in an instant. I also couldn't resist this exhilarating airflow, so the cold sweat dripped down.

‘Oh, my God.'

Even in Lofan, the obstacles and jealousies between Namju sometimes or often appear. That is, there is Lofan, and there is not Lofan, but there is no case that other Nam-ju will invade while 'dating' like this ferociously. Although I'm not a male or female, Saint Bianca will be perfectly protected by the protagonist's calibration.

Apparently, something went wrong because I broke the calibration.

“Your Majesty. Well, it's... ”

Seeing how the saint was embarrassed, I quickly thought of a way.

It's very dangerous, but if it works, it's a pretty good way to do it.

A mistake can be bad, but · · · · · · ·. I have no choice now. Kill or be fed.

I hid my cold sweat and said it in disguise.

“Your Majesty, she and I are lovers. ”

“· · Nehe?! W-what are you talking about? ”

Of course, it's a lie. The saint and I were just enjoying meeting and not dating each other, so we are not lovers, of course. But as always, politics triumphs over those who instigate and forge.

“Why · ·? Holy Mother, have you forgotten your promise at that time? ”

“Oh, no. No, I mean · · · · ·. We're not like that, are we? ”

“So what is our time like? ”

Yeah. What's it gonna be? I have no idea.

He raises his head and looks at the emperor, staring at me with a frightening look and then looking at Bianca. I would have felt endless love for Bianca no matter how it was, but I lost my [glamour exclusivity]. Then, the emperor squeezed the gap and slowly entered.

· · · Bianca. Was it true what the knight said? ”

“Oh, no! ”

Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter now. It was important that the saint sat alone by the lake with me and was found out on a date, and there was no need to show who was more reliable.

“Holy Lady · · · ·. No. Were all our times together a lie? ”

Plus, what if I could act like an abandoned puppy?

“Ah, ah. ”

It seems to be working very well.

*

Change of plans.

I have always sought out the safest, surest way. But now I think we need to go in a little differently.

High Risk High Return.

Although there was a risk of being buried by male protagonists or being buried politically · · · · · · ·. I really don't have a choice anymore.

The fastest way to ask celebrities! I had to use the scandal right away.

Also, infidelity scandal.

“Yes? Is that true? The Holy Spirit breezes. ”

“I know. It's not just one or two. ”

“Shh. I heard the knight was also taken care of by the lady. · · ”

Of course, it is not an affair because the saint is not married, but it is even more interesting. A saint who must stay away from men has a secret meeting with many men? There's more to gossip about in an empire without news and without games!

“Don't say that. I saw it, too! The Holy Lady enjoyed dating the Horse Tower Lord in the street of culture last time · · · · · ·. ”

“Oh my? The next day, you went for a walk with the Pope to Sakhalen Garden. ”

Rumors spread quickly.

I heard from Araceli very late about whether all four Namju had noticed Bianca's relationship.

You said that? Madness. ’

Yeah, well, you keep telling me to do weird stuff, right? ’

‘No, no matter how much you try to light a fire on those who are crazy for love. ’

I was embarrassed at first, but then I thought I could use this situation too. After all, I was a very persistent and persistent person who knew how to eat and stretch the bread given to me.

‘Spread the word. ’

It was the primary purpose of shaping the image of the holy woman through the words of people and their mouths, and ultimately, it was the true goal of getting into the ears of 'Namju’.

Bianca, who only thought she was his woman, turned out to have five legs. It's natural for Namju's feet to catch fire.

“Tsk, tsk. I knew it! ”

“There's not a woman around. Wasn't it all meant to be filled with men? ”

It's a great prey, even if it's nothing special. Normally, even the fact that it was natural, after hearing the rumors and thinking again, something is suspicious. Rumors have come from other rumors with tails on their tails, and they are no longer faced with facts.

I just chew and chew because I have fun.

I didn't feel bad at all. Because it was exactly what Saint Bianca did to Princess Sahar. She's just... You only get what you've done back.

“Hmm · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

As I was about to return to the duc, I took a step back after checking a note that arrived to me. The purpose was the third temple located on the side of the capital. It was a rare place, but very few people came to visit.

It was the Virgin Bianca.

[Please come to the place until the sun sets in the clouds!]

This place was set up for a date with a character named "The History," when she secretly paged me to her note. Perhaps to do something about the rumors spreading across the Empire, they urgently found me.

‘I wondered where you hid, but here you are. ’

Well, I was the only one who could find him in this situation.

To rely on me? That can't be right. To blame me, to pick up on me. Perhaps there are some of his own men waiting there. I wasn't sure if I could win, but it didn't matter. Even if I die here, at least I won't be killed by a paladin.

She would have called me secretly. And if it's not common sense that you want to die in the clefts of the emperor, the horse tower master, the world's greatest swordsman, or the Pope, then sneaking away is normal.

Unfortunately, I was not just a knight, and as a result, I did not intend to meet a "secret" saint.

With a very confident gait, I just "pretended to sneak away" and entered her and my secret place.

Vines were growing on the walls of an old temple built 100 years ago in food. Between the columns, which have been cut in half, there are like moss. Due to the faint glow of sunset, the black-haired saint will receive a lot of puffy looks today.

“Holy lady, there you are. I really missed you. ”

I said so, approaching the saint and patting her cheek. This could have been a very romantic scene.

Except for the four male protagonists who were chasing us.

“Uh, huh? ”

The girl stepped back, her pupils widening as wide as the Pacific without my knowing it.

They showed up in the temple · · · very, very quiet.

The horse tower master was floating in the sky, the swordsman was sitting on the pillar and his expression was stiffening cold. The emperor valiantly opened the door and walked slowly, and the Pope leaned against the statue.

· · · Wow, who are ‘Nam-ju’? The scene also took a lot of credit. They think it's cool and they're pouting like that?

“Woe, Emperor? How do we get to the Holy Father? ”

I stepped back, pretending to be a very confused person. Then, I put my hand in my lap and touched the ether blade. Swallow dry saliva. From now on, it's completely irreversible.

“· · · · · · The Holy Girl, were all the treaties of love whispered to me false? ”

“You're talking nonsense, Pope. She decided to look only at me. If you make any more bullshit noises, I'll cut off your lips. ”

“Bianca · · · ·. My Pianze. What the hell is going on? All the glorious and beautiful memories we blossomed together · ·. Was it all a lie? ”

“Horse tower. The saint has not blossomed memories with you. Step aside quietly." ”

Her complexion is getting paler and paler. The four male owners raised each other's spirits in an increasingly fierce atmosphere.

[Attention! A strong collision of probabilities is expected!]

[Protagonist Hunter urgently advises you to leave the premises!]

I swallowed a saliva. The saint settles down, slowly retreating and muttering something. I didn't hear the details either, “Yes, I need to restart.” I was looking somewhere.

I don't know what you're thinking, but I can't let you do that. When I took out the ether blade thinking I had to stop the saint, someone put a sword to my neck.

He was the world's greatest swordsman, Sodier.

“Where are you going? ”

“· · · · · · · Haha. ”

Well, I guess I got caught up in that dog fight.

The End