The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

"Finally, this day is here...!

Elvin Stalk looked down from behind the curtain and turned red with excitement as he continued to push himself into the square below the castle.

The people who held the touchpapers and newspapers scattered all over King's Landing. Their faces are filled with mistrust and suspicion.

(No... is it a little more calm than I expected...?

Elvin, who carefully tested the people's expressions, corrected his feelings in his heart.

About two weeks ago, there were suspicious rumors that the Demon King would be resurrected, and the whole country became a topic for a while.

The unexpected rumors somehow stopped snapping around last week, and those who were making so much noise wonderfully stopped talking about the topic, but their interest still seems to be there.

It was Elvin's honest impression that King Rouden Felix was not responsive when he used all his propaganda to stir up various public opinion, such as being a crown usurper or showing a true hero over Stalk.

(But... this is how people gather in the square. If we show this large number of people the impressive proof that Felix is a fake king, it will become an unshakeable "fact" and spread throughout the country)

It is only then that the people will get excited and run wild.

Yet a few years later, the people who were supposed to have led them gathered to become mobs, raised their anger and dragged Felix off the throne - and with such a delicate scene in mind, Elvin deepened his smile.

"It's a vivid and famous occasion for the throne change. The lowly hypocrite is thrown stones from the people, and the true hero who endured the time of the female ambush - I will take back Luden. Stay tuned, Mother."

With a playful technique, you drop your mouth on the ring that fits your right ring finger.

It was entrusted to me by the miserable fierce woman (Telesia) 's rape plot, with the sad desire that she should "someday regain Luden".

--Ooh......

The slight gestures of the people now echo in the square as they overlap and roar.

Receiving the voice of an audience who could not wait for the start of the play, Elvin signaled to his close relatives brought from Stalk and finally jumped onto the balcony.

"Thank you all for coming! I am Elvin von Rudendorf, the rightful prince of Rouden. I was spreading the word in Stalk, but I didn't overlook the crisis that Rouden was about to fall into and came back to the land!

Raise one hand and shout loudly downstairs.

Unbelievable audience in Stalk. Now, no matter how loud you scream, you may not be able to hear your flesh.

But the situation brought him more pleasure than anger and tension.

You're about to take control of so many people!

Even if you can't hear your voice, your gorgeous appearance should leave a strong impression on the audience.

Speak magnificently in an elegant appearance.

The sacred artefacts have also been further refined since then to allow for a more dramatic rebellion if blood ties are not recognized.

Elvin learns these techniques of manipulating people's minds with visual appeals in a language difficult to understand Stalk.

Felix once shook a good mother and pushed herself unilaterally to the border (Stalk), full of justice.

However, Elvin even laughed at the oddness of the cause and effect, thinking that their behavior had instead led him to accumulate power.

"Fake King, come here!

Keep up the momentum, look inside the balcony and signal and pull the two people out.

And it was they, who were bound with their hands in the ropes, when they were foxes, their lowly half-brother Felix, and their mother Telesia.

They are both lying face to face without strength as to whether they were able to endure prison life until they were ready for "fair" interrogation in front of the people.

Elvin was satisfied with the mysterious ones he never had.

It has to be this way.

Elvin raised his voice again, pointing to two people who had been dragged to the balcony without resistance.

"Listen, people! They committed a terrible sin without fear of heaven!

With gestures and gestures, he took full advantage of his flashy face and began to bullet dramatically.

They used to irrationally harm and expel their parents and children.

Elvin and the others were surprised by the riot and explored it for some reason.

Eventually, with the help of the spiritual production of sacred instruments, Stalk gained the ability to uncover the terrible truth they were trying to hide.

In order to judge it honestly, he/she has set up a place of inquiry in front of the people.

Though his enthusiasm does not reach all the people, at least the hundreds of people who solidify near the balcony are eagerly looking up at the balcony.

Convinced that their faces gradually reinforced the color of mistrust, Elvin shouted all the time here.

"This is the sacred instrument! Simply add a drop of blood to reveal the truth immediately! This sacred equipment breaks the lie!

Elvin controls the shrine's developer, Stalk, as he tries to explain how it works in detail.

What is needed here is not a polite and tedious explanation, but a bold and heartbreaking speech.

After breaking the lie, Erwin finally deepened his smile by acknowledging that the audience would repeat the short phrase.

Come on, finish up.

Elvin approached a huge aquarium that had been placed on the balcony in advance and pulled out the cloth that covered it loudly.

The clear water was soaked by all means, and the first thing I did was sink a strand of hair with a humble hand.

The hair that came out of the glorious scarlet cloth belonged to its ancestor, Verner.

"As you can see from the embroidery of this lion, the tank - this sacred object - contains hair from the remains of the buried Father King Verner! There, the blood of the man named here Felix hangs. If they weren't truly blood-connected parents and children, the holy water would soon 'rebound'."

With a loud voice, Elvin turned his heel back and now grabbed Felix's arm and raised it high.

"Everyone, take a good look!

Then, using the knife taken out of my pocket, I stuck my fingertips and shook a drop of blood into the tank.

"This is the truth!

Soon, all the water in the giant tank quickly changes color.

Improved to develop more vivid colors, the color of the water is red that stirs people's excitement.

Knowing the fact that they had received a false king, the people would be stunned, angry, and would start roughing up their voices.

There's a problem.

--I... nh.

Behind expectations, Elvin frowned when he realized that the square in front of the royal castle was quiet.

It's not like there's an excuse for anger.

To see, they were - very confused, with a look close to their face.

"Pretty red."

Someone (...) murmurs.

It's the color of the King in Luden.

Strangely enough, even though it was just a small voice, it clearly reached Elvin's ear on the balcony.

As if it were a stone thrown at the surface of the water, a circle of whispers spreads one after the other.

--You see, the color has changed.

- Yeah, it's true.... um, is that...?

--Idiot, King Felix was really the king's son after all.

I thought you were a fake king if the colors changed.

--If you rebel, right? I'm dyed in beautiful scarlet, reverse, reverse.

I can hardly pick up the details from where Elvin is.

However, he gradually lost his complexion when he heard the phrase that began to rise to the edge of people's mouths.

--That's the king's color.

The colour of the king.

A scarlet colour that shows the king of Rouden, the righteous.

"No...! No, you fools, I told you, 'If you change colours', you're not my real child!

I step out of the railing and call, but it's too late.

The people who thought they could finally grasp the situation started screaming with conviction with the phrase "king's color".

"The colour of the king. The king's color! Pour His Majesty's blood and the color will change!

"King's color! He's still the real king!

Even in this crowded situation, people far from the balcony will not hear Elvin's speech.

So they believed that the voice that came forward like a wave was true.

After all, the only thing they could recognize was the distant Elvin's words, not his expression, but the swiftly colored tank.

"King's color! Fake kings were lies!

Long live His Majesty Felix, King of Truth!

If Elvin's only goal had been to get it right, it wouldn't have stopped the people who started the runaway once.

They were thrilled by a dramatic scene in which the king, who was about to be wet, lifted up the truth and shaken it away.

"Long live His Majesty Felix!

"- Hey, it's a reversal, isn't it, Elvin?

Felix opened his mouth for a long time as he heard a protruding cheer.