The World of Masks

"Khh!!"

The duc regardless of the creaking body, hugged the king in his arms. A few debris bounced off my back. As soon as I get suspicious, I can't figure out the situation because I'm lying down in my arms around the king. The duc raises his head with difficulty.

"W-what happened?"

I see knights and soldiers between the smoke and the dust. Moving along with training, it was certainly impressive how they were surrounded by shields up to their bodies, carrying shields to die on behalf of the king. Normally, even those who were very satisfied and trained with them would have awarded generously, but this was not the case. First of all, it was figuring out the situation.

The duc first examines the king in his arms. He was covered in dirt on his face and clothes, but there were no obvious injuries to make sure the duc's protection was not in vain. Long-eyed lashes with curled eyes were now making the king look even more miserable and miserable.

"I, charge · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

No movement. The duc starts looking over the royal body of the Grand Sea. There was no obvious trauma and breathing was comfortable. I felt stunned simply because I was surprised. The duc sweeps his chest away.

'Maybe this is better.'

Everywhere I look, it's a hell of a situation for a king. Then it is not bad to lose your mind and let them escape for a while. If the king was all grown up, he would have risked his life and mourned for his will, but that was too harsh for the young king now. We decided not to wake him until he escaped the capital. But just in case, the duc rummages through his arms and pulls out a small bottle. It was a potion. It was also an excellent potion that had been airlifted directly from the nearby Holy Neutral City, and not a few bottles of money that Jack lacked. The duc carefully spills the potion into the king's mouth. It was a situation that could be passed to the self prayer, but the potion was fine. Even if it goes to the lungs, it will immediately be absorbed into the human body and exert its unique healing. The potion flows over halfway to the side because you are unconscious. Those who know the preciousness of the potion cannot help but be appalled, but the duc is not much. Even if the entire kingdom's wealth is concentrated, it is no exaggeration to the king that this amount of consumption is not even on the luxury axis.

The duc throws an empty bottle around. Now that we've confirmed the king's safety, we should consider escaping this place again.

The king, the duc, and even the young men and wizards there looked solid. However, as I looked forward a little further, I saw a horrible look.

You see a few fallen soldiers drawing red pools on the ground. Most of them were moaning as if they were alive, but the two of them seemed to have exploded in the closest direction. It seemed to be instant. Some of the soldiers, who were in a defensive formation, decided there were no more risks, moved around and handed the potions to the injured soldier. This item can never be purchased on a soldier's salary, but it's still a patrol. Some of the potions are now in stock.

"What happened?"

The duc asked the young man next to him, watching the soldiers standing up who recovered some injuries from the potion.

"Mae, Maid has exploded!"

I can see my grandson speaking in a daze beside me. The charming face that captivated all the noblewomen was white, and the hair that had been twisted up well was all tangled up. Ashes and dust everywhere make him look even more humble. But the dust on the head and body of his half-white that was shaking in his sight was also telling him that the Duke's appearance was not so different from his grandson's.

The duc's eyebrows twitch.

"What do you mean, Maid's gonna explode?" "

"Oh, I think it's a gunpowder rush around my body."

"So now one maid is after the king's life!"

"Well, I think so."

Eventually, the Duke's fury erupted.

"A traitor from within the palace! How the hell did you manage that!!"

The young man's head went down. After the duc took over the kingdom, the palace was left to any young man. The Duke's grandchildren were the most capable, and it was probably safe for the city to leave it to his bloodline, Terra. Therefore, if a traitor comes out of the palace, it is all the responsibility of the young man. How many times did that traitor try to assassinate the king in the midst of chaos?

'· · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · Then they are.'

The duc's eyes darken with suspicion, staring at the nearby knights and wizards. There is no reason to believe that Maid of the Palace is already one of them in the courtyard of the king's assassination attempt. But the duc soon shakes his head. After all, these are the dignitaries of the young man. Humans have been loyal to the royal family for so long that even the ducs know their faces, and they are just as competent. Above all, if you wanted to kill the king, you should have responded in some way to Maid's attack. Honestly, if you were going to kill the king, it was about time. Above all…………………………

'If they don't believe us, we are doomed.'

Among these elites, if there is a traitor, the fate of the duc is already fixed.

"· · · · · · · · · · · Now we get out of here first. Attribution or accountability is followed by:"

The duc holds the king in his arms. My old body creaks, but I have no intention of putting it down. The duc hurries forward, and the escorts return to escort the duc. After that, the young man who lowered his head followed helplessly.

The group hurries to the entrance of the palace. They used to be proud of this vast royal palace as a symbol of the country's power, but in this situation, they came out of insult. It's too wide. The duc holding the king in his arms is already breathing heavily. A young man and knight nearby tried to hold the king instead, but the duc resolutely refused. I'm squeaking all over my body, but this will all be resolved once I get to the entrance.

The group almost arrives at the entrance.

"Khh, we're in trouble!"

A soldier jumps from the entrance of the palace. The spear and armor holding it up, whether you came in a fierce battle or not, were covered in red blood and black soot. The knights and soldiers draw their weapons together and the wizards enter the throne.

"Stop right there!"

One of the knights shouted loudly. It was too much for one soldier to rush in. The soldier who was actually running stopped. Even though my face was white and dull now, no one cleared my boundaries. The suicide attack on Maid was such a shock to them.

"What's going on?"

He asks without ever letting him come near. The soldier trembles at a different response than expected, but does not forget what to do. The guard was that elite.

"Wow, the royal palace is under attack!"

When they heard the soldiers, the first thing they thought was, "Are you here now? 'The explosion that has been going on in and out of the palace has turned into a huge flame and is devouring the palace. It was too late to report an attack. The soldier urgently adds, noticing the presence of such a party.

"Enemies are gathering outside the palace! The guards are desperately resisting, but we're outnumbered!"

"An enemy!"

The duc swallowed the murmur. You feel a bigger crisis in the face of the other party. So far, it's been an attack close to terrorism, technically an explosion and flame. However, it seems that the Grand Duke has finally drawn his sword, and a direct military force is approaching the palace. The weight of the crisis changed.

"The Grand Duke's soldiers? How many?"

The duc asks. The soldier replies in a hurry.

"I'm not a soldier! It looks like civilians are gathering around! The numbers seem to be roughly a thousand, but they keep coming, so we don't know the exact numbers!"

Suddenly, the Mac was unravelled. At last, I was nervous that the Grand Duke was about to start a full-scale attack, and the civilians around me showed up. The nervous ones seemed like fools. There, the duc heard even a slight sense of self-aggravation, thinking that his politics were wrong enough to lead to the chaotic invasion of civilians. But the feeling that followed was anger.

"The civilians are crowding the guards! That's a thousand to one!"

I shouted with blood around my neck. The knights and soldiers around you also look pathetic. Even the Grand Duke's elite troops, not hundreds of thousands of civilians, are being defeated by thousands of civilians. No matter how confused I was, I shouldn't have. Considering the time and cost of joining the guards, this was never going to happen. But the soldier was unfair. They had something to say.

"Not just any civilian! Humans explode to find out what they've done! Several soldiers have already been killed by the explosion and the gates have been destroyed! We can't hold the line!"

The party feels hit with a hammer. Suddenly, I think of Maid who exploded earlier. The sight of a silent gunpowder coming at you with a blank expression. If all the civilians in the crowd are like her.

The party's back freezes cold. The skin was wrinkly. But the soldier's words are not yet finished.

"Maid, who appeared there suddenly from the palace, exploded and was essentially betrayed by several soldiers! The other soldiers panicked because they were suddenly stuck and exploded! I can't trust my colleague!"

The last word was closer to the cries. Blood spills from the party's face.

"· · · · · · · · · Grandpa. We'd better get out of here as soon as possible."

The duc nods as the young man finishes speaking next to him. Things got worse. The answer was to somehow get out of the capital.

"Yes, you should. I'm afraid of one, the Grand Duke."

Suddenly, I thought that. The duc had no idea that the traitor Maid or the civilians who were coming to raid were prepared by the traveler. No, even if we could capture one maid in the palace, we couldn't let more than a thousand civilians raid the palace with their lives at stake. It makes sense to think that the Grand Duke has been preparing for this day for a long time.

'Maybe I misjudged him.'

Previously, I have been seen as the son of the former king who was a reliable and reliable lord, and I have recently been carefully observed from a static standpoint. I was confident that I understood its capability roughly, but judging by the current attack, I think I was wrong.

'The information that the traveler assassinated you in the first place might also be wrong.' '

You may have knowingly leaked false information and made fun of it. The duc felt the duc's shadow getting thicker. And.

Kuaang!

The locked gates of the palace burst open. Humans dressed in ordinary civilians' clothes began to slide in behind the soldiers who had come to report, looking back at them in white.

Artwork Reviews

On Saturday morning, I finished my essay, went to study, then came back.

I turned on the computer and said, "Okay, let's just edit and upload."

'c: windowssystem32configsystem is corrupt. To repair, insert the Windows CD and press' R '. The window'..........

It flew away!!!!!!!!! Written novels flew away!!!!!

Window CDs are repairable, but mine is Samsung Computer!! Windows Restore is built in, so there's no CD!!!!!

Then boom. Thought I'd get some XP CDs to repair it, but...

'Let's just put a new window and use a new one. Reinstall the window with a mind of'.

One, I'm constantly wrapped up in the shock of my novel flying away. barely holding up.

Ah, I'll just put it on the USB. I'm doing it now, but I'll lose the cow and fix the shed. T