Chapter 447 – LONG LIVE THE KING (5)

“Excuse me.”

Mrs. Amur of the Amur estate raised her head at the sound of a lively voice knocking on the door of her office her. She managed to raise the ruined estate, and she managed to get used to the job. She started by writing Peta Lucius’ name in red for most of the day and time every day.

She eagerly tore up the paper with her name on it and threw it in the trash, then pulled out a thick booklet and opened it.

“Come on in.”

“Yes-.”

A tall beauty with blue hair opened the door and came in with a bright voice. Exuding an overwhelming energy for some reason, she looked around and confirmed that there was only Mrs. Amour, then lightly waved her hand and said hello.

“Hi. Hey, are you happy?”

She greeted her with a shy smile, like someone who has seen a celebrity, and then strode towards her desk her. It was only then that Mrs. Amour could see the heavy club in her hand her. Mrs. Amour let out a scream as she walked away, swinging lightly as if she were brandishing a stick.

“Article! Article! Guards! Guards!”

The woman smiled and covered Mrs. Amour’s mouth her. Mrs. Amour felt her body her freeze from her strong grip her. A feeling of fear shook her body, as if she had encountered a beast in the mountains.

“Town… Eupup…!”

“Don’t scream. Huh? It’s going to be difficult when things get bigger.”

Hearing her soothing tone of her, Mrs. Amour could barely gather her mind her. The woman said, carefully pulling a piece of her paper her from her bosom her.

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“Sign it.”

At the same time, in the Marga estate in the south, a woman was sitting at her desk her, stroking her long black hair like a harp. Her hair was styled with a slight wave and her eyes her were dyed purple, giving off a magical aura.

In front of her, the lord of the Marga estate was trembling and straightening her back. The woman saved the scent of the teacup placed in front of the lord’s eyes in her.

“Sign quickly. I will also read the contents. You literally just have to sign it.”

“Who, who are you!”

“The faithful of our great brother Lucius… Uh… Is the younger sister okay. Younger sister.”

The name of the woman sitting at her desk her is Evangeline. She was once the one who opened the door to the demon realm in this land, and now she was a woman who pretended to be dead and lived in hiding in the Peta estate. When she revealed her affiliation to her, Lord Marga asked in a surprised voice.

“Why is our territory in the Peta Mansion like this… So, are you fighting a fief war without a declaration of war? If you do this, I will not stand still in the kingdom!”

“What did you say. Sign it soon Our estate signs this deed in agreement with the great revolutionary Peta Lucius, who seeks to impeach the kingdom’s nefarious cronies.”

“What are you talking about! Are you going to rebel? Order! Where are the knights! Get this crazy woman out now!”

The lord shouted. Evangeline grinned and reached her hand her toward her door her. There were heavy footsteps coming from her hallway. The lord shouted.

“Since you are a wizard, prepare for magic! Call the Gnostic Wizard!”

“I can’t put it into words.”

Evangeline spread her fingers, which were curled up like her twigs. The air around Evangeline’s hands her shook. I felt a heterogeneous texture in the air, as if a transparent object was occupying that position. Evangeline said as she lightly snapped her fingers.

“Pop.”

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“OMG… Aaaaa…!”

The lord of Revillon landed on the floor and urinated. Tentacles stretched out in all directions tied the knights together and pinned them to the ceiling like Christmas decorations. All the soldiers brought from all over the territory were lying on the floor. The once rich and beautiful mansion was filled with the songs of soldiers and knights. Dagon looked at the lord of Levilon with an expressionless face.

[Don’t say it twice. If you surrender now, your place will be reserved. If you don’t surrender, everyone will die.]

“I will surrender! I will sign! Well, what can I do! I will do anything, please save me!”

The lord, who had shown a high-handed attitude earlier, signed the paper while striking the floor with his head. Dagon flipped through the signed papers and then released the dangling articles again.

*****

“Thank you for your cooperation.”

Omelas Ash took her paper and grinned. Her lord her had long since grown tired of her formidable magic her. In the first place, the lord had no loyalty. It did n’t matter who the king was as long as he could keep his seat his, and if such a powerful force seized the kingship, that would n’t be bad in its own way.

The Daeva Lord of the Daeva Territory said to Omelas Ashe.

“Hey, what can I do now?”

“You have to be quiet. Just. Please be quiet and not make noise while our Lucius ascends to the kingdom. You know what I mean?”

“Yes!”

*****

In order to destroy the kingdom, it was necessary to silence the surrounding territories. I have asked Dagon and my sister, Omelas Ashe and Theoter to send out courteous letters of cooperation to the surrounding estates.

As if my gentlemanly request had worked quite well, within a few days, letters of cooperation from various places were piled up on my desk. A.A looked through the official documents and made a bitter expression.

“Really, there is no turning back now.”

“Warrior. Do you know the story of Atlas?”

“Atlas?”

“It’s a character that appears in a myth long ago, and it was very strong. After he challenges the heavenly power and is defeated, he is punished by holding up the sky.”

“The punishment that holds up the sky…”

The image of A.A holding up the sky seemed to be difficult to come up with. She looked awkwardly up in the air with her hand, taking a guess, then shook her head. I was writing an official letter of cooperation on this matter to the Northern Grand Duke Emilia and the Rosalyn Barba family. After confirming that the content was clear, he slammed the lord’s seal.

“Atlas, who lived by holding up the sky like that, turned to stone because he couldn’t overcome the pain. Warrior. With power without power, only responsibility remains. Until we turn to stone, there will be endless responsibilities. My child will become a hostage to keep you in check, and people who want you to die implicitly will ask you for ridiculous missions.”

“It’s too, too speculative.”

“History is the witness. Warrior. The end of the master is always the same. Become the King’s sire, or die young.”

“That…”

“We have to change history. Do you have children?”

I reached out and rubbed her belly. Ai reluctantly nodded her head. At first glance through her window, she might have looked as if she was lowering her head.

“I know.”

Said A.

“Good. Good.”

Evangeline climbed on my back. She usually walked around in the form of a child of about five years old, but her movements of her were unstoppable, so she didn’t feel like a child at all. I pulled her off her shoulder her clinging to my shoulder with one hand and tossed her onto the sofa.

“Ouch!”

“The official notice?”

“I brought it.”

Evangeline took an official document out of her void and placed it on my desk. Her official paper of her she brought had some red stains on it, but I decided not to ask where the bloodstains came from. I said.

“Good work. But how long are you going to stay like that?”

“Why? Is it not cute? Brother. Say you’re pretty like when you were little and stroke her hair.”

Evangeline shook her head and laughed. I said, holding out my hand to her.

“Okay. Come on. Wolf.”

Evangeline scrambled up like a puppy and chinned her head against her desk her. I stroked her hair like a crystal ball to generate static electricity. Ayy said as her tidy hair her was tousled.

“Ew, sorry. Would you like to stay?”

A.A sat Evangeline on her lap and began combing her tousled hair back into a nice comb. Evangeline said, enjoying her A-A touch her.

“Thanks. Mom.”

“Uh, Mom?”

AI was perplexed.

“Don’t twist your genealogy, you crazy bitch.”

I gave her sister a face mask while checking the official documents and maps. Her brother grinned and put her ear to Ai’s stomach and hummed her.

“Um, my little brother.”

“What about your brother… You’re an aunt, you sick bastard.”

“Wow, that’s really too much. High sand. He says he listens to his father, while I am an old-looking aunt. Really bad.”

“Crazy bitch.”

I shook my head and finished the contrast. Within a week, I succeeded in obtaining the ‘consent’ of all the southern territories. With a satisfied expression on his face his, he piled up the official papers next to his desk her.

“Then, let’s get ready to leave.”

The plan was simple. Emilia, Grand Duke of the North, brings an army from the north, and Artie helps the army open the northern gates. While the entire army of the kingdom was driven north by Emilia’s army, my wife and I stormed into the kingdom’s throne room and were transferred to the kingdom by the king.

Before the eastern or western territories reacted, the work had to be completed as quickly as possible to minimize casualties. If I moved to the kingdom at a normal speed, it would take about 15 days, so the kingdom wouldn’t even have been able to figure out my rebellion movement yet.

I put the letter in a nicely wrapped envelope and threw it inside Aglio Festa’s wagon. Eve said.

“Groom. Are you leaving tomorrow?”

“Because I have to match the time with the Archduke, I will be leaving later than that. I don’t even know if I’m going to raise an army right away.”

It was a plan that could be attempted only when the Archduke raised an army. We could have done it ourselves, but then the number of victims increased too much. The more blood shed, the less legitimacy of the rebellion. I wanted to safely change the regime in a way that doesn’t see blood as much as possible. Eve said as she lay on her pool bed.

“I never thought this day would come. How do I explain to Matilda?”

“…I know. You are a princess now.”

What does it feel like to wake up and become a princess? Later, she thought she should ask Matilda.