The kingdom of Kreitos is the descendant of the goddess Kreitos, and the Ravé Empire is the descendant of the dragon god Ravé. I am not on this continent, such as those who doubt it.
Exactly. Jill had to take a deep breath again.
And I understood how Hadith was driven to the border, told that he had cursed, and was not accepted by the Ravé royal family.
(Is this the root cause of the muddy inner strife...!
The fact that Hadith is an emperor and a dragon emperor is to lose the legitimacy and existential significance of the Ravé royal family today.
"… Since when, is it? Since when, no."
"Well. Worst of all, it may have been 300 years since we lost the Heavenly Sword."
You have already accepted, pale Georg replied. Remaining nagging, Listaird grips his fist on the ground.
Double the number of people, he was a listad proud to be the Ravé royal family. The shock may be heavy.
"Well, then, for hundreds of years... we have deceived the people"
"Shut up, Listaird! We are the Ravé royal family. It has to be."
"But then...!
"Then only you, let the people have your neck."
Listhead rattled his throat. If you called yourself royalty, naturally that's what happens. It doesn't matter what they think, it's the flow of the world.
Because the lineage is right, the people obey. Don't be suspicious. Only the possibilities lead to contention.
Absolutely now that there exists a truly correct lineage called Hadith.
"You know why, Listaird. If you find out, capture the little girl there."
I looked at the shoulders of the frigid and loose listairs. Jill holds his fist.
Georg screamed to blame.
"Listaird! Do you want to be laughed at that your brother was in vain death? Your brother died splendidly as a crown prince, you bet!
The five fingers of the Listaard swoop through the ground. Jill watched as she prayed for that fist that grabbed the dirt. Is there nothing I can do?
In the end, Hadith has to go around killing all those who were known as the Ravé royal family.
"- My brother was... splendid, the Crown Prince. Prepared to die, he became the Crown Prince as both of his souls renounced their right to inherit the throne and fled."
"Yes, if you want to waste that death..."
"If you're my brother, you won't tell me you're lying like this... if you're royal!
With a bloody, swollen face, Listaird screams. Erinzia's under pressure.
"We should publish it! And of the people, the dragon emperor should be cut! If we're wrong, to make it right!
Then you're ready to send your sister to the execution bench.
After Listaard gets stuck in a response with a crying face, he slaps his fist to the ground.
Erinzia held the shoulder gently.
"Listaard. Hadith doesn't know yet. So now we still don't have to have a big fight. And let's just protect Hadith's life."
I also found out the reason for Erinzia's betrayal. She was told this story by Georg and changed the way she protected her brother and sisters.
(But then, not really...)
No one - no one - will be saved, no Listaard shuddering and nodding to the ground, no Erinzia holding its shoulders, no Hadith chosen for sacrifice.
"It's just a matter of dying.... if you can't move."
Georg's gaze turned to Jill. With his face up, Jill finds herself in a heavenly sword that begins to carry magic.
"First of all, you have to kill that girl who pretends to be Lady Dragon."
"Wait! If that is the reason for the dispute, you should discuss it with Your Majesty!?"
"Discuss? Discuss what with the guy who cursed the royal family. He's evil! This concludes. An unforgivable being that looses the Ravé Empire. You shouldn't have been born in the first place!!"
"That's the way to put it -!"
"If that wasn't even born, no one would be unhappy -"
As threatened, Georg, wielding a fake heavenly sword, abruptly stopped moving.
Feeling the cause on her back, Jill looks back.
"Hey, or..."
"... that was an interesting story. Ravé is surprised by the truth."
I hear the Black Dragon broke the cage. Only one, one step at a time, with Hadith smiling refreshingly, walks over here.
"Well, okay.... really, well, okay"
"To, Your Majesty"
"We certainly don't have room to discuss it. I'm the one with the right to life and death."
Listaard and Erinzia blues. Only Georg re-tied his lips.
"This still happened to me. Say happy family plan. I don't care what they say about being cursed. Someday, you'll understand."
"Hadith, I am"
"Shut up, traitor"
With sharp eyes, Erinzia shudders. Hadith laughed at it.
"Everyone here is a filthy rebel."
"You undead fool the dragon emperor, I will execute you here and now!
The sword held by Georg unleashes his magic with the blast. But in front of Hadith, who raised his face, it blew up. Georg, hey, hey.
"You, why is the magic... supposed to be sealed..."
"Oh. I guess the goddess enjoys this situation. I think it's funny, too."
Dauntingly Jill looked back behind him, who could only see the walls and the spires of Imperial Castle. Princess Faelice has heard that she has already entered the Empire from another path.
(Are you manipulating the power of magic sealing, no way... through that heavenly sword?
Georg, with his mouth swayed, roared.
"Curse us scattered and still laugh, you monster...!
"If I'm a monster, what are you guys?"
He is distracted by anger and willingness to kill while his golden eyes glow in the noise. I'm looking at a place that's nowhere. I'm sure I haven't even seen Jill.
"Execution? Makes me laugh. I'm not the one to be executed. It's up to you guys!
A tremendous amount of magic erupted from Hadith's feet. Heavy earthquakes run and the ground cracks. Everyone under pressure is trembling and unable to move.
It's the goddess' idea as it is.
Jill kicked the loose ground. To put myself in a golden, unfocused eye with a missed crying face.