On the stage, the noble-hired swordsman Koren was finally hunting down Eston, the leader of the civilian population.
That's it.
That's what Koren says and turns his sword around.
Don't give up.
"Noble dog."
Eston threw up.
"You're here, you bastard. What do you want the aristocrats to shake their tails for? Money or status."
Heh
Koren walks to Eston without hesitation.
"Reason is good. Hey, come here."
"Don't come near me."
Eston stood with his sword.
"I can't be caught here."
Motivated?
Koren laughed.
"You must be the one with the demon stone. It's quick and helpful."
"Ugh!
Eston screams and pushes, and Koren decorates it.
It became a fierce sword, but obviously Eston's flag color was worse.
"Shit."
Eston groans.
"That's it."
Someone jumped on Koren's back from behind the stage.
It was Polois.
"Go."
Polois cried out at Koren.
"To King's Landing. Defeat the nobles."
"Chi."
Wherever Koren shakes Polois, he persists in his desperate form.
"Go, go, fulfill your hopes."
I'm sorry.
Eston ran past the side of Koren.
"Wait!"
Koren screams.
"I'm your opponent."
Polois screamed and left Koren, pulling out his sword.
Colen scratches his head in trouble.
"You'll get paid for interrupting."
Try it.
Polois held his sword.
"If it's true, I'd like to give a speech to you for a long time, but I'm a civilian. I don't think so."
Koren unwittingly relaxes her cheeks in the words.
"Fuck you. Do your part cleanly."
"I know that!
Polois jumps in anger.
Koren slashed Polois in just three inches and sighed as he saw Eston running away.
In King's Landing, Eston breaks the prison and rescues his captive companions.
In a disturbing situation, the mood for a duel between nobles and civilians gradually increases as the noble ladies played by Tiers are caught in a scene of fear while scolding civilians.
A leader of the aristocracy led by Rugon finally found a way into the populist Asia from a depiction of Estonia lurking in King's Landing.
Civilians like Al Mark, including Eston, who opens his bloodline while cutting off soldiers expressed in shadows.
Then the scene returns to the ruined corner at the beginning of the play.
Noble and civilian groups facing each other.
That's it, thieving rats.
Rugon, a nobleman, has spoken out.
"I don't think I need to see your stuffy side today."
"Oh, my God."
Levin brutally blocked Killieb's voice.
"Don't talk. If you open your mouths, you'll all be miserable fools coming out of the mouth of the poor."
"Exactly. I don't know what the responsibility is, but I just reach out and want it. They're really shallow."
Ella nodded.
Let me tell you something.
That's what Zezkif, the nobleman in civilian service, cried out.
"We always try to dress well. Put us on our feet. Which is shallow?"
"Yes, yes."
Kiribati continues.
"I'm sure you noblemen can look back on us because we're civilians."
The reward for each other's accusations persists.
Everyone's expression is so serious that they can't tell if it's an act or not.
The disturbing air that continued from the beginning of the play accelerated.
Hey.
Wendy looked at Almark anxiously.
"This is a play... right?"
"Yeah."
Almark nodded.
But not surprisingly, Wendy said that, and the performance of the students on the stage was really approaching.
"But if a nobleman is playing a nobleman and a civilian is playing a civilian, I can see that the act is really coming."
Almark whispers.
"Well then, it's like we're talking about ourselves against each other. I wonder what this is all about."
That's right.
Wendy nodded.
"Something other than a play... I think it's too much to think about"
No, I think so too.
Almark said so and looked at the reward of escalating accusations.
Every time someone speaks, they see their emotions swirling like sparks are scattered.
The vortex is getting bigger and bigger.
"There was a feeling of tension in this play that was going to break forever. If Rosphilia thought of this play."
Eston shouted to dispel Almark's words.
"Stay with me!
Increased tension to the critical point.
It was finally about to play.
The audience seat has a strange sense of urgency and has been quiet for a long time without words.
"I have this!
That's what Eston said. He raised the stone of the devil.
"Yes, that's it."
Almark nodded.
"This play is based on the premise that it must be destroyed."
Huh?
It was when Wendy saw Almark.
"Come on, Rose the Demon."
Eston screams.
The stone emitted light in response to the voice.
In the intense light that covers the entire auditorium, the audience turns away from the stage and hides their eyes with their hands.
When the light subsided.
A scream rose from the audience seat.
Between the aristocracy and the civilian population, a demon that exuded a terrible magic appeared.
"I'm out!
Nelson screamed.
Rosfilia!
A dark black demon with two horns. Strange patterns painted all over the body emit creepy light.
"That's nasty. Why are you wearing such a flashy costume alone?"
Speaking of which...
Norish reacted to Nelson's words.
"Rosphilia, somebody said it looks like she's locked up in her room lately."
That's how I stared at the demon on the stage like I was overwhelmed.
Oh, I thought you were making it.
The demon Rose slowly opened his mouth, smiling with a powerful smile that the junior student was about to cry.
"Who called the straw?"
"It's me!
Eston screams.
"We called you."
"Huh?"
Rosphilia smiles.
"You."
"Devil, don't be deluded."
Lugon said.
"We are the true owners of the demon stone. They're just thieves."
Hmm.
Rosphilia smiled again.
"Demon, help us civilians."
Kyribe screams.
"O demon, help us nobles."
Ella screamed.
I see.
Rosphilia nodded and took a step towards the guest seat.
"I see what you're saying."
That's how I spread my hands.
As the nobles, the civilians, and the audience watched with a steady spit, Rosfilia smiled and said strictly.
"But I won't listen to you."
Wait a minute.
"You're lying."
Voices resembling Rugon and Eston's screams overlapped.
A huge amount of light splashes into Rosfilia's widened hands.
"There's only one answer."
Rosphilia said.
I didn't kill them all.