paranoianovel Book 3 Chapter - 14 Chapter 17. The one who runs away.
Book 3 Chapter - 14 Chapter 17. The one who runs away.
Brick's marketers opened their mouths with lighter faces than Cloris. At the end of the testimony of the previous three men, there was no longer a smile on Brick's lips. It was because even he, who was wearing a shameless mask, had a fierce look that was beyond his control.
I didn't know you'd really decide to rebel...…!’
You don't even know your place!’
Even aristocrats from other countries who were usually opposed to the emperor thought so. Julia, though she was kept by his side to keep an eye on him, seemed to be simply prized by the nobles.
It felt like such a betrayal to Yulia, who was generous even though she was a royal family member of the defeated country. When I recall the past history of the continent, Yulia's actions seemed to be soft beyond mercy.
'Pretending to surrender, you were just thinking of hitting the back of your head.’
All the more so were those who faced her sword on the battlefield. I understood that it was his coalition and loyalty toward Julia that he had sought the empress position or represented the nobles in the Weddin area. As he said, coalition sometimes makes people act irrational.
Brick didn't bow his head in that look.
'…now, only now. I think we're already prepared for this."
Of course, a more broken situation bothered him than he was prepared to. Moreover, even if I expected it, it felt completely different to experience it in person. Especially because he's lived a life that others supported.
Brick listened to their testimony, clenched in fists. The fourth person to open his mouth was Brick's servant.
Yeah, he's really my man, isn't he?
Brick thought so and made eye contact with him with his usual sweet smile. But Brick's servant opened his mouth as if he no longer knew such a man. The eyes that respected and admired him in the past had all disappeared.
'Why did he...…?’
Brick had a chill premonition. And the sense became reality the moment the servant opened his mouth.
"I am the servant of Count Weddin. I've done many things on behalf of the weak count."
Starting with that, he calmly recited what he had done.
"At the instruction of Count Weddin, I sent an assassin to Count Lubai."
The words made a sound of swallowing in the hall.
"No matter how old she is, I've known her since childhood...….”
"He was a really scary man. Count Weddin...….”
The nobles muttered in dismay. Listening to their voices, Brick stared at him like he was tearing to death.
'How could you... How could you follow me so much...I've been so nice to you.’
Brick bit his molar tightly. But the servant didn't care about Brick's hateful gaze. His feelings of betrayal have been conveyed, but I thought it was his feelings.
A few days ago, Brick's servant had kept his mouth shut by Plena's beating. Flena paused for a moment without straightening her hot pharynx.
"It's great that you're ready to shut up even if you have a scar that won't heal forever.
Brick's servant was relieved at Flena's words.
It must have been just to scare you, too.’
But it was a momentary misunderstanding.
"Argh!"
The pharynx just brushed past his thigh. But pain, different from the beating, overtook his body.
"I hate repeating the same thing. This was just a warning."Watching Brick's servant, who had been airlifted as a representative, others chewed their mouths.
'But, but...…! This is just the pain of the moment.’
Brick's servants shut up. He looked determined as if he had no meaning in physical pain.
He brought hope to our fallen family.’
The former king of Weddin was a truly emotional man. No, he was a man of poor judgment. Brick's servant was born the eldest son of a noble family. However, all of his assets were confiscated overnight due to the slander of another family that he had been interacted with.
Although he managed to remain a nobleman by name, it was difficult to find enough work to make a living due to his dignity as a nobleman. Somehow I wanted to find a way to regain honor and rebuild the family, but time went by without a realistic solution. To make matters worse, my father, who was originally weak, even became seriously ill.
Brick's servant decided to hide his identity and work in a different area with the thought that he couldn't help it. Everyone was dying at this rate. At that time, it was none other than Brick who reached out his hand.
'I know you're not fair. Will you work for me?’
I've never regretted holding that hand until today. Thanks to him, he was able to protect his parents. Furthermore, upon his accession to the throne, Brick forfeited the title of the man who framed his family. When I saw the enemy who had been trudging away with all taken away, I felt relieved.
'He saved my life when I almost got stuck in the gutter. I almost lost everything.…!’
Brick's servant spoke to Plena with clear eyes.
"No matter how much you threaten me, I don't want to open my mouth. Why don't you burn your whole body, say I know something I don't know!"
Flena laughed in a funny way at his words.
"What a poor loyalty."
"Feel free to insult!"
Flena raised her hand and tapped the tip of her chin.
"A slap in the face? I truly sympathize with you."
"What is that………!”
"How can I not pity a fool who doesn't know that he is actually the enemy of the world?"
"…don't be ridiculous."
"Auris must know that he doesn't lie.”
Flena put the pharynx back in the stove and said.
"Didn't you ever doubt it. Why did the man who framed your family do so?"
"…what?"
Sijong looked at Plena with a blank face for a moment.
'Why did he set us up...Is it?'
Come to think of it, he was a good friend. There was no grudge against each other. But isn't power a scary law? In addition, he cleverly used mutual secrets to slander his family.
'Everyone's trying to confuse me.’
He shut up as if he wouldn't fall for it. But Flena's voice so simply penetrated his ears.
"It was all the work of Brick Wade, the Crown Prince, and I'm sorry you didn't know that."
"…he, he's the reason."
"The Earl of Weddin made himself a man who would be loyal to his horse. That's the rest of the Weddin aristocracy. Poor thing for everyone...….”
The servant shut his mouth at the words. It's because I've got my head on something. The nobles who abandoned their country, who were faithful, or who wanted to know that they were disobedient in the first place. At the moment of conviction, flames soared in my mind.
Brick's servant clenched his fist. It also confirmed evidence that everything Flena said was true. No, I also learned that they were holding all the precious people of their parents and other servants hostage."I can't believe he's such a despicable man, and he's devoted his life to it.’
There was no reason to protect Brick anymore. Therefore, King Sijong decided to open his mouth here.
He spit out everything Brick has ever done. After all, Brick did what he did, and he was the least laborious type. I was prepared for such a thing. Then I couldn't have been beaten alone.
'The author should suffer as much as I do.’
Therefore, he did not stop talking despite the growing pain in the back of his head. I wasn't afraid of his fierce eyes. What can he do when his limbs are cut off?
"Not only that, but Count Weddin has corresponded with King Eaton through me."
"Do you know the content?"
Brick's servant nodded at Julia's question.
"I've never read it, but I've heard it from the count. It was all about rebellion against the empire."
"Where are you faking such a lie?"
At the end of the servant's speech, Count Polyum screamed loudly. But the next moment, Julia looked at him bitterly.
"Did Jim allow you to speak?"
"Ha, but the author...…!”
"I asked Jim if he allowed you to speak."
Count Polyum shut up at Julia's words. She turned to Brick.
Brick's face had already turned blue. An irritatingly persistent good look had long since been distorted by insults.
Julia said to Brick with a face of "gagwan".
"You're a servant, so you don't want to listen to Jim. What do you think, Count Weddin."
"…they are…not me, but Your Majesty's servants."
In the meantime, he replied, barely holding his reason.
'Shocked, I guess.’
I felt my tongue hardened more smoothly. The servant said with a relieved look at Brick's reaction.
"…over the years, I have betrayed the empire, Your Majesty."
Julia only looked at the servant who had completed all her testimony.
'It's only the beginning, and I never thought you'd be so weak.’
I was going to push it a little harder. So that he can't even grab a piece of that broken mask.
The last time he opened his mouth was none other than a servant who testified that Cyril had set him ablaze. He also looked determined to do everything.
"I was not the villa servant that Count Venus originally designated."
Once again, the meeting room was filled with dismayment.
The servant, who testified, said he had entered on behalf of the man who was originally a villa servant. He also said how he replaced him, his status and how he cheated on his face.
"I was going to set fire to the villa from the beginning, and it was all done at the behest of Count Weddin."
At the end of his testimony, other nobles frowned.
"I didn't expect to be so strong...….”
"You said that Yeonjung makes people strange, but it must have been her story."
"How can we call that a coalition?"
The aristocrats clicked their tongues as if they had seen a man who could not accompany them. Of course, it was also a gesture to defend themselves in some way that chose Brick.
"So Cyril Venus is innocent?"
"But didn't you say you checked...….”
"Then what happens to Count Venus, he's been in exile for a month...….”
I was worried about him even though I didn't think well of him.
"- That can't be true."
But it wasn't Brick who would sit tight.
"Wasn't that what Your Majesty confirmed at the time...….”Brick looked at Julia, somehow making a sad face. However, unlike Al-real a few days ago, it was clearly revealed that he made the facial expression. To the point that even nobles notice.
"We've been deceived by our visible faces!’
The nobles sighed as if they didn't want to admit it.
"Isn't Your Majesty the one who will be so sloppy in confirming…….”
Brick told her to drag on somehow. It was then.
"That's very strange. If you knew it well, you couldn't have made such a flawed plan."
The voice drew everyone's attention. Man Krabat with calm, dark brown hair. Cyril Venus, who should have been in exile, walked to the center of the conference hall and beside the podium of the emperor with a clean face, just like when he was imprisoned.
"No... Count Venus...….”
"How did he... Here……."
The nobles looked at Julia momentarily with a look of indecision. At that moment, they realized.
"Your Majesty knew everything."
I had a sharp pain in the back. How many times have you been hit in the back of your head. The nobles thought that in a sense, it was Julia who they could not trustworthy.
"Reporting your return from vacation, Your Majesty."
"Have you had a good rest? Jim's only chancellor, the office was busy without you."
Cyril smiled lightly and nodded at the words.
"Of course."
Then he spoke to Brick, who seemed completely absent-minded.
"At least I had a good rest to make sure that anyone who tried to slander my lord with dirty tricks."
It was on 23 April 271, a few days before Julia held a final meeting to abolish the military service. Cyril greeted a waiting guest at the old wizard's tower.
"As the count predicted, there was an unusual secret in the House of Wade."
Flena said so, handing over the data he asked for an investigation. It didn't take long for Cyril's face, which opened the data, to crumple.
"If he couldn't cure his illness, the answer was to think there would be something in his obsessed Empress."
Listening to Flena, Cyril put the data down on the table.
"You were going to make her a scarecrow by making her pregnant."
Cyril bit his teeth, showing an unpleasant expression. Just the dry document raised my irritation to the top of my head. Wade's hereditary disease could be passed on to Moche as their non-commitment.
In short, if Julia were pregnant with Brick's child, she could be bedridden the whole time like Brick is now.
"However, even so, there is no way to cure Count Weddin's own illness."
When asked by Flena, Cyril raised the corners of her mouth.
"That could be done on the other side. Whether it's really possible or not. At least Count Weddin believes it's possible.
Cyril stood up thinking it was probably Eton. I had to cool my head to think coldly.
I felt so dirty. The mere fact that he dared to think such a thing against Julia was enough to make him walk on his feet.
Flena said she felt sorry for Cyril's passionate appearance. To think of Julia like that, she was really indifferent to Cyril. Even though I know the feelings of the other two.
"I think you're losing a lot, too."
At that point, Cyril looked at Flena once and turned her eyes out of the window as if it didn't matter. The direction of his eyes was none other than the main palace where Julia stayed."The important thing right now is to protect him. I don't have that much patience, so I can't be prepared to be taken away from others."
Flena laughed bitterly at the words. His words were all the more touching because they had been anxious to see Julia for the past two years.
"Then let me know if you need me again, Count."
"Yes, please."
Flena stepped out of the tower, saying it's time to serve Julia. Cyril took a few more deep breaths and turned her head back to the papers that Flena had brought.
When on earth was that? Since when has this kind of mind been in place? At first, I just thought that a man like this would be worth working for if he were an emperor. He was worried and worried because he was his master, and he didn't want to overdo it.
Did he change his mind? The changed feelings, no sound, no indication, disturbed himself.
'If I were a little less competent, I could only be a servant.’
He was a monarch who watched the ideals that he had in his heart. I knew how lucky I was. So I thought it was just a mix-up of emotions. I think it's just one of the loyalties that wants to protect her.
However, deceiving oneself was also slowly becoming the limit. To get out of this distressing and uncharacteristic feeling, I knew this would probably be my last chance. But he probably won't be able to. Because I didn't intend to.
That's not like me at all.
Cyril leaned against the back of the sofa and focused on the documents that Flena brought. As expected, Brick did not just move with a desire for power. Of course that's the bigger reason, but it's like seeing his dirty desire for dominance with Julia as the reason for his move.
Therefore, no matter how upset it was, everyone had to watch it carefully. To protect her who has become something she doesn't want to lose at some point.
Cyril looked straight up and looked at Sun Brick with a half-hearted look. The hall was cluttered with the ensuing evidence of treason. But Brick managed to keep his composure.
"What do you mean by slander, Count Venus?"
Brick pretended as if he had no idea even with his stiff face.
"Does Count Weddin forget what he said quickly? I mean, you couldn't have checked poorly."
"What's the connection between the words and Count Venus's case?”
He spoke confidently to Cyril.
"You thought you wouldn't know? About the hereditary disease of the Wade family."
Brick's face turned blue at Cyril's words.
"That's... what...…. What do you mean hereditary disease...….”
His embarrassment had already been exposed, even though he stuttered to make excuses.
"Genetics?"
"Maybe that's why Count Weddin is weak."
Cyril's comments brought the aristocrats to a level of calm. So many big stories broke out today, so I was able to calm down. Rather, it was the Weddin nobles who were embarrassed.
'We... had a genetic disease in the royal family?’
It was news to themselves. Perhaps other nobles who had been executed or expelled knew, but they did not know.
Cyril opened his mouth as if he wasn't willing to afford to pick up the pieces.
"Wade's hereditary disease is treated by transmitting it to the mother body. If the mother gets sick, the child born can be healthy."
“…….”
"The Earl of Wedin who wanted to be Empress, and the Lady of Wedin who demanded the Emperor."Cyril glared at them with a fierce face.
"It's self-evident what brought it up."
The nobles, who managed to find composure at his words, alternated between Weddin and Brick with dismayed faces.
"I didn't just want to be the father of the Crown Prince...….”
"You were after the regent!"
"Where is regent only? If your health was as bad as Count Weddin used to be, you would have swallowed my throne."
The nobles looked at them as if they were really dirty. The Ranchean nobles, in particular, were now despised beyond the view that they were dirty. It was dirty to write to the emperor who was irreplaceable to them.
"Who, whose health...…!”
"I'm furious at the thought of having a child of such a filthy man!"
The aristocracy's response was increasingly intense. Meanwhile, the Weddin nobles and Brick simply chewed their lips. I couldn't change the atmosphere with my sweet words. Not only treason, but it was also accused of attempting to transfer a dirty bottle to the Emperor. But Brick has spoken of other parts that still have testimonies and no evidence.
"But, Your Majesty, the evidence that I was involved with Eton...…!”
Bang!
But as soon as Brick said it, Cyril spread out a letter on the table for the nobles to see.
"The evidence, here it is."
Brick's mouth shut on Cyril's face, which is so full of confidence.
"What's all that about?"
"Isn't that a letter? When I see the seal on it's...….”
Cyril said, answering their questions.
"This is a correspondence from Count Weddin with the King of Eton, Lesio Titas."
"What?! What are you saying…"…!”
The faces of the nobles hardened. Then Brick exclaimed as if it were nonsense.
"Don't frame me! It's just a greeting letter from someone I know!"
He raised his voice to the point where it was unbelievable that he always spoke quietly. Cyril grinned and turned on the magic tool. Along with the contents of the letter in the air, an interpretation he had prepared came to mind.
"Who would write down the contents of course. Unless you're a pretty bad brainer."
Brick's face crumpled at Cyril's words. He said he didn't expect to find the letter suspicious. The expression clearly showed the feeling of ignoring Brick, as if he had been relieved by only that number.
"This letter has something in common. Count Weddin and the others he appears to have used are linked to a man named Perita."
"Perita?"
Brick tried not to panic even in that situation.
'There's no way we can solve it. I've dialed a few codes...…!’
Of course, accessing the name Perita could have been known if Cyril had a head, as he said.
'But it won't be easy to figure out who that name is...…!’
Brick thought he was just bluffing, or fitting in without proper information. But the next moment, his expression completely gave way.
"I learned that the name Perita means the former king of Eaton, Lesio Dittas."
The screen shows how the name "Lessio" came from the name "Perita". It was an easy-to-see pool, and it did not seem to be a loophole because it closely tracked the origin.
The crucial thing was that the names 'resio' and 'perita' were the same. Even though the name Perita came from a long-lost dead body, it would have been almost impossible to find its meaning."…How, oh my gosh…….”
Words to think about in my heart were uttered out of my mouth. It struck me that Cyril Benus' sharp eyes were more cheeky today.
It was pathetic, he was looking down at Brick in the form of a clear winner. Even though it was because of the difference in the platform, the self-esteem that was barely protected began to crack and break into pieces.
In addition, Cyril talked about all the suspicious things he did. About the assassination of Chloris Rubai and the fire in the palace. He explained clearly that it was all his own play.
"This concludes the report on Count Weddin's allegations, Your Majesty."
Starting with his closing remarks, the nobles rushed to open their mouths.
"Is there anything you still have to say, Count Weddin?”
"Your Majesty, we must execute him!"
"You can't leave a stand-in guilty man alone!"
"Your Majesty, do not be swayed by affection!"
At this moment, Brick Wade had become a shameless and ungrateful high-profile criminal. No one looked at him with good eyes.
'No, no...…. It's not over yet.’
Brick struggled to grasp his reason. Turning his head and looking toward the nobleman Wedin, Count Polyum nodded as if everything was ready.
"Yes, he is... You still follow me!’
Weddin was not the only one. There were still nobles who said they would follow them no matter what.
Just didn't enter this conference room for 'other work'.
Those in this Chamber were not all nobles of this empire.
It's not over yet. It must not collapse. There's still a chance of winning her!’
After collaborating with Lesio to bring down Julia, he was forced to get drunk. In addition, they already installed the device with this in mind. Brick prepared his left hand, which absorbed two ancient magic tools.
At that moment, my eyes met with Julia. She was looking at Brick with cold eyes. With a face that seems to have no effect on her, such as confusion in the hall.
Julia slowly raised her hand as if to calm down.
"Everyone, calm down. Jim has already ruled.”
Brick changed his wrinkled face resolutely. There was too much of a bad attitude today, unlike myself.
'Don't be sure of victory, Your Majesty.'
Brick recited to himself, giving her the look of a free hand.
"Brick Wade, Count Weddin's treason against Lanchea and the charges found below."
Julia went so far as to pause for a moment. Brick thought it was her hesitation at will.
You don't want a war, either. Such clumsiness will tighten your throat.’
As soon as Brick slowly closed his eyes as if to do so, Julia's voice fell over his head.
"I sentence you to death!"
Brick clenched his left hand at the moment. The hazy smoke began to spread around him.
"Oh, my God, what's going on!"
"Dear Count Weddin, until the end...…!”
Smoke rose with fireworks into the conference room.
"Your Majesty."
Eusto came straight to Yulia and talked as if to evacuate. The hall was filled with confusion. The nobles were lost in composure, wandering in a blocked view.
"…by the way, aren't they all people who behave as expected.
Eusto nodded at Julia's words.
"Eusto, evacuate all nobles and stand by for the guards."
"All right, Your Majesty. Her Majesty's safety is...….”
"Don't you know it's okay?"At Yulia's glance, Eusto looked sad that he couldn't stand by, but soon stepped down. What he had to do wasn't to protect Julia, at least now. A more reliable man was already standing by her side.
"Cyril, you must evacuate, too.
As soon as Eusto was away, Julia ordered another guard to protect him.
"…okay."
Cyril hesitated for a moment at her words, but soon nodded. Because his role in this plan was over. Cyril was neither foolish nor greedy enough to insist on staying with Yulia.
"Please be careful not to overprotect, Your Majesty."
"I'm sure he'll be angry."
"Do you think I care about that?"
Cyril looked at her with a soft smile, unlike the trial a while ago. Then he took Julia's hand, leaned down, kissed her back, and whispered in a small voice.
"Hold everything you want with your hands."
"…I will."
Julia nodded with a smile at an action that Cyril would not have done before.
Looks like Lady Weddin and Brick are out.’
The hall was still full of tumult, but they had vanished completely. But Julia was not at all embarrassed.
We're going to hunt the little rat now.’
I intended to create a corner to escape, and deliberately lure him there. What if a man who overpowered his humble head is cornered again? And if there's nowhere else to run.
It was then that Julia was after. This plan was all planned for that time.
"Your Majesty, the fire is growing towards the soft armour!"
The Guard urgently reported. Julia slowly rose to her feet at the words. The rat he released seemed to have followed his prey well.
"He's so naive and so nice."
There was a satisfactory smile on her face.
"Fleena."
Flena and her maid-in-law came to Julia's call and quickly dressed her in armor. Over the years, there has been no error in the numerous repetitions of the war of conquest. It was a gift to Brick, who followed him well, not a casual armor as usual.
Finally, a sword was placed on her hand. Feeling a familiar sensation, Julia left the conference room.
'…I hope you're holding up, you.'
Drawing a desperate wind in my heart.
"Your Highness, this way."
"Thank you."
Brick held his breath to the death and followed the guidance of Count Polyum and other nobles. It was good to leave the Chamber, but then things didn't go as well as he thought.
The ancient magic "fantasy" that had obviously worked before the meeting did not work properly. The flames soared, but the Guard only occasionally missed out on his flock, recognizing each other as enemies and fighting never happened.
'That's weird. This can't be...….’
Felix's fault didn't even seem to have worked again. Then your arms wouldn't have been throbbing like this. It was a terrible pain that I wanted to cut with my own hands.
Brick was heading for the soft armour along the way so the Guard would miss.
'…No way?'
By the time he entered the foyer, Brick had already felt the uneasiness he had felt several times.
'No. Fantasy can't be so useless.Hasn't Lecio shown him how to write over and over again. It was this fantastic power that even the Ranchean army couldn't avoid in the last war.
"The number of guards seems to be decreasing."
"I will. We set fire to the other side as a test.”
Weddin nobles nodded reassuredly at Brick's words. As long as they left the gas field and went out of the castle, their helper would wait.
It was then.
Width-
An arrow flew at the foot of Count Polyum and stuck in.
"This is a no-go area for high treason criminals. "Brick Wade, sinner."
Guard Captain Eusto Marcus greeted them at the entrance of the soft armour.
"The Duke of Marcus…….”
"It's an honor. Because I can decorate your last."
Brick clenched his teeth at Eusto's words.
"Your Highness..."
"You believe in excess.”
At once, the eyes of the Weddin nobles became clear. It's been a while since I've heard of him like a king. He was weak since he was young, but he never showed a kingly appearance. The Brick Wade, who had always offered them a good way, was in front of me.
Count Polyum and other Weddin nobles blindly headed for him, as if brainwashed.
"We will protect you, Your Highness."
"Yes, as long as we get out of here, our Knights are waiting."
Brick nodded his head in admiration at the words.
'Yes, if we can get out of here somehow...….’
Brick clenched the arm where the ancient magic tools were planted. If you use it again, you will surely be unable to move your arms.
But it doesn't matter. He'll figure it all out for you.’
He had an amazing power. So now, even if my body became a mess, I had to survive with my life somehow. Brick said to Eusto, swallowing his nervousness.
"Maybe the Duke of Marcus is too quick to judge."
"Well."
With him, a fire broke out next to Eusto.
"Why don't you worry a little bit because you won't be able to use the wind magic that the Duke boasts in the fire?"
Eusto cut through the flames with a sword and buried both stone pillars as if it were a joke.
"There must be a mistake. To me, magic is just an auxiliary means, Count Wedin."
"Say Your Highness, Duke Marcus!"
At the words of Count Polyum, Eusto raised his life towards him.
"Maybe I was being too polite. To the weightlifters."
He literally warned the Guards not to act rashly, then ran off the ground. At once his sword brushed Brick's arm.
"…Gasp."
Brick managed to swallow the scream in front of other nobles. Another aristocrat could have been pulled and ended up barely grazing.
I almost lost my arm.’
Brick looked at his arm in incredible fact. Blood was spreading along the mark of a sharp passing blade.
"Are you all right, Your Highness?"
"Don't make such a fuss.”
Brick, saying so, reached straight for Eusto, who had come within a stone's throw of himself.
"The emperor's guard is so sloppy. Your Majesty is a very sorry man."
"What...!"
At that moment, fire soared on Eusto's body.
"Duke!"
The startled guards chased after me.
"Don't come near me!"
Brick and him made way with fire for their escape. Like a barrier so no one can come near you.
"Your Highness, are you all right?"
"That's all right—you'd better hurry up.""Yes!"
In Brick's words, the Weddin nobles protected him by keeping other guards in check with their swords. After this fire, I was able to escape from the smokearm. Then there will be the Knights of Weddin, and the Northern nobles who follow them. The door to the outside of the palace, where only the knights had been in and out of, came into view.
"There you go!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Everyone cheered and hurried faster. At that moment, their vision was golden. Breaking through the ground, Brick simply cut through the fire barrier, which was made at the expense of his arm.
"Where are you going, Count Weddin, after you've scratched Jim's?"
Brick swallowed his breath in the blue eyes of an angry emperor more than ever. It was as if time had stopped.
Julia, who left the conference room, saw Eusto patting out the flames as soon as she entered the foyer.
"Eusto."
"You're at the right time, Your Majesty."
He spoke to her with a look for praise. It was his job this time to drive Brick once and pretend to miss it. It was also all his work that guided him to the curb to reduce other damage to the palace. The Emperor's loyal guards enticed Brick as Julia intended.
It was almost as if Julia had acted to perfection as she hoped. But Julia's expression was strangely stiff.
"Your Majesty..."
Eusto called Julia, worrying if he had missed anything.
"When did Jim ask you to scratch your body?"
"Yes……?"
Julia carefully touched Yusto's cheek with an unfair face. It was slightly tanned and burnt red by the hot heat.
Eusto felt a slight sting, but he just smiled, seemingly insignificant. It was good for Julia to worry about herself and give her a hand even though she knew it was urgent and not the time.
"Didn't Jim just tell you to let him off guard?"
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
Julia frowned at the words. I asked for forgiveness, but I couldn't hide the smile on Eusto's lips. Julia sighed, concentrating on where the fire barrier rose.
'How dare you leave this mark on Eusto...….’
If you leave a mark on your own person, it's something only you, not anyone else, can do. Increasingly, Brick's aircraft was approaching the gate outside the soft armour. And I could feel the signs of the Knights gathering after that.
"Eusto, clear out the crowd outside the gates."
"All right, Your Majesty."
He immediately moved the Guard, straightening his face, which had been loosened with a smile. Julia looked at his back and winked at the guards who followed him.
The Guard, who was familiar with her habits during the last war, swallowed her with tension. In front of Eusto, there was a quiet anger on her calm face. Only those who hurt their people by counterattacks were treated more thoroughly than usual.
A large sword was placed on Julia's sword at the same time as it signaled toward the Guard. The golden sword flew away and cut down the barrier of fire with a roar. The split of the ground was a minor addition.
At least in the eyes of her guards.
Julia, who took a leap straight to the ground without stopping, landed in front of Brick.
"…pulch!"
When he saw Julia, he grabbed her by the neck and threw her to the wall.
"Your Highness!"
"Hey, what are you doing?"The Weddin nobles ran to what had happened in no time. They pulled out the sword with a ridiculous face. But Julia bounces her hand as if she is not a threat. The sword on their hands flew and left a fatal wound on their shoulders.
"Argh!"
Julia strutted along as if they were disturbing and clenched Brick's neck again.
"What a big leap in the liver. Isn't that right, Brick Wade."
"Lung, lung..."
"How are you going to get out of here?"
"If you kill me, I, war...…!”
Brick barely spoke, his neck pressed against Julia's hand. The fear that he could really die struck him. It was only to say what Julia would not want.
But Julia smirked with a face of prayer.
"War? Do you think Jim would be afraid of such a thing?"
"Huh, tough, don't...Me too, Kirk...…!”
"Are you going to say something presumptuous about watching Jim?"
Julia pressed down on his neck. Gradually he passed out as if he had lost his breathless.
"Oh, no...!”
"Don't get me wrong, Brick Wade. Jim has never trusted you.”
“……!”
Brick shook his head as if it were not real. It was a gesture that seemed that he could not be such a worthless human being to Yulia.
"To Jim, you were just a cute little rat collecting trash.”
"…Your Majesty……! I'm... seriously."
As soon as Julia eased her neck, he made an excuse. I knew it wouldn't work, but that's all I could think of. She was an absolute powerhouse. He was so strong that he looked at his feet as if he was teasing him. Brick has never felt so helpless in his life.
'You can't die, you can't die...…!’
The force was applied to the neck again. Brick struggled, clenched his fist. I felt that the sense of hand disappeared as the fire and fantasy ability soared all at once.
"Your Highness!"
"Are you all right?"
Weddin aristocrats checked the coming knights as they saw Julia take a step back from the soaring ancient magic. Brick coughed, reaching out to the nobles as if he was OK. And with the other hand in motion, he activated the last remaining communication port.
"Me, you must help me, King Eaton!"
Brick shouted with all his might. On the other side, instead of answering, a colorful light came on the communication area. The communication area just floated into the air and exploded, creating a distortion in the space. The last communication tool was not only a communication tool, but also a magic tool for connecting space and space.
Brick glared at Julia, wrapped around his red-handed neck.
"Your Majesty always has a poor finish."
Having said that, Brick tried to jump straight into the open space. But it wasn't Julia to leave it at that. In front of the distorted space, Julia immediately flew the sword. The ground cracked once more, and there was a gap to prevent it from jumping over the space hastily.
"…how could you do such a thing...…?”
Brick looked at the gap with nonsense. I swallowed my saliva. At this rate, it was difficult to escape by oneself. At that moment, a gray-haired woman appeared in front of them, with a grey mist.
It was Guyana Dietas, the evil woman of Eton.
"…Eton, Guyana…….”
Mumbled one of the Guard knights. Thanks to that, Brick realized that Lecio had let her go.'This is Eton's b*tc*...….’
He was a reluctant man with the power to manipulate people. But Brick was welcome to her at this moment, at this moment.
Guyana raised her hand slowly. A grey mist, similar to when the illusion was unleashed, flowed from her fingertips and headed for Julia and the Guard.
Brick took advantage of the gap and winked at the nobles.
"Well, first of all, Your Highness...….”
"No, you go first. Don't I have an ancient magic tool?"
Brick said so, pressing his heart to get out of here at any moment. This way, they'll be more blind to themselves.
As Brick intended, the Weddin nobles nodded with emotion. Usually, they would have hung on to Brick saying he had to go first, but now they didn't have time to scuffle over such things.
The name Eton's b*tc* wasn't a false name.’
The Guards and Yulia, who were about to kill themselves, were well-behaved a little while ago.
Like I'm possessed by something.
'…wait a minute, until the moment I get you as the best jewel.'
The moment she looked at Julia thinking so, she was looking straight at him. With a confident smile as if everything was going as she intended.
The next moment, Brick realized.
That Julia's sword ran around her body. Julia came close to him the moment his clothes were ragged, leaving so shallow and countless scars.
“……!”
Brick immediately turned to escape into the distorted space, and tried to jump in. But the next moment, he was caught in the back of his neck in Julia's hands.
"Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.
'Uh, how come...…? Ancient magic is different from magic, it has nothing to do with magic. Why doesn't it work?'
When Brick regretted sending his servants first, Julia quietly whispered to him.
"Don't forget, Brick."
"Moo, what...….”
"I don't like the leftovers when I clean up."
"…pulmonary, hah…….”
"So, don't leave a grain of dust behind and collect the garbage in a frugal way. 'Cause that's the only reason Jim's breathing right now.'
It was a chilling whisper. If you ask me if I can kill someone with just my voice, I can say yes.
Brick was thrown into space as he was stuck in Julia's hands. Before being sucked into space, he doubted his eyes. Her scarlet hair looked like it was flowing from the side of Yulia, where no one was there.
"Felix."
Julia called Brick, chucking him into a distorted space.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
A boy with soft orange hair appeared in a space near Yulia. He was the one who kept her company since this morning when he didn't show up. That's why Eusto was willing to leave Julia's side and carry out his duties separately.
After conquering all the Wizard's Tower, he was courteous to Yulia. Julia looked stunned at the sight. Somehow I thought Felix would jump in and tell her she missed her as soon as she got here. Besides, it wasn't the only thing that surprised me.
'You're... tall.'
The title of "From Boy to Boy" that I saw in an entertainment article in my past life seemed to come to mind. His vision, which was similar to that of himself, was half-way up. In addition, the cute face had a strange maturity. There was still a boyish feeling, but the impression changed in just a month. I think the word "young" is more appropriate than a boy.Oops, it's not time to look at your face.
Julia came to her senses and said to Felix.
"Calm down the palace.”
"Leave it to me, I've already arranged everything as you told me before."
"Felix, of course."
He smiled delightedly at the words and waved his hands. The land that Julia had separated was quickly being filled. Not only that, but after Brick entered, the distorted and open space had disappeared in an instant.
"Of course, I've left a very pretty mark on those idiots.”
Julia smiled and nodded at Felix's words. I was rather relieved that his way of speaking towards himself was still lovely. But it was not possible to slow down.
'Gaiana……'
Julia turned her head away.
Her hand, which had just been manipulating the knights, stirred in the air with nowhere to go. As soon as Felix appeared, she couldn't use ancient magic because the magic chain worked.
In addition, the space was closed, and she shook her head wanderingly. Like a lost lost child.
Julia approached her slowly. The plan, which was planned after returning from the South, now has only one key left.
My lovely fool, idiot, Guyana...….
My lovely fool, idiot...….
Only Lesio's words repeated as he hummed in his head.
'What am I, what am I supposed to do?’
Guyana tilted her head and looked in front of her. A sun-like man, with a brilliant golden light, was looking at himself.
"Gaiana, we must save King Weddin.’
Guyana remembered why she came here.
I see, I just have to listen to my dad.’
Stupid himself couldn't have fallen from the side of Dad, Lesio otherwise. Guyana listened to the only words coming from her foggy head.
'You can do anything.’
But another voice whispered to himself.
'No, I'm an idiot......my father's lovely fool. Huh?'
Guyana reached out, saying so. The ability to use countless times since childhood was simply directed to others. I whispered in my head the way they smiled happily.
As if he's ruining their whole future.
It was painful.
'I, I... I don't want to do this.'
But as if to block the thought, Lesio's voice was heard again.
Guyana, you are a good boy.’
Guyana shook her head at the words and used her strength again.
If I do this right, my dad will praise me again.’
Just thinking about it made me happy. His favorite thing is the compliment of his beloved father.
'Then you'll pat my head so I don't have a scary nightmare, right?’
It will cover all the sun that afflicts your mind every day. Guyana ran away from another voice shouting in her mind.
'That's a scary thing. Scary……'
But it was weird. It must be scary, but strangely I wanted to listen to it.
Guyana, you're...….’
It was hot but warm and seemed to wrap itself around.
'Gaiana, listen to this father...….’
You don't want to trust me?’
Guyana shook her head at the words. It was not Lesio's voice. He said he was a good boy who always obeyed his words.
If you follow my luggage like this, I can protect you.’
Lesio's voice gradually faded away. Lecio is the only one who said he could love himself. The bright sunlight erased the voice.'No one can hurt you if you're with Jim.’
But she got hit, too. To care for oneself, to reassure oneself, to save oneself.
'With my own hands... 'Cause I'm a bad person...….’
The hand he tried to save had a paralytic poison that broke the ancient magic.
Because her sister died.
Because his brother died.
Because he doesn't want to die.
I sacrificed her.
Guyana wandered as hard as she could in a fog-like ceremony. Lesio's face, which seemed caring to him, gradually distorted. Lesio, who was hand-worn and angry, was seen.
I was scared, so I didn't want to be abandoned.
'But... But I...….’
Guyana shook her head. Many people's happy memories that had just penetrated their minds were completely lost. The ancient sense of magic that was hovering around the fingertips also disappeared as if it had been amputated.
Guyana, you have to come back.’
Lesio's voice made her cry very lightly. But soon the echo was gone, too.
'I, my father...….’
But the next one didn't come out. Because it was a lie to himself.
'You can do anything.’
Guyana could finally think of who the owner of the voice was. Even in the ancient magic of Lecio's countless acts of magic against him, her voice remained alive.
I don't want to go back. I don't want to go to my dad!'
Guyana struggled. It's his body, but it didn't work out the way he wanted it to. Mobile surgery to E-Turn had already been tested. Even Felix couldn't break through such a demonstrated movement.
The heel bumped into each other.
Three
'No! Stop, stop...…!’
Two
'No, if I go back this time, I really won't be able to get my act together like this. I don't like it...!’
Lastly, it was the last greed that I wanted. All she has to do is die at her hands, and that's enough.…, but the feet moved casually. Regardless of one's own will.
Guyana's heels were just before they hit. The murky air changed with the power to hold and pull his arm. The trajectory of the foot has changed significantly due to the caring and strong force. The magic itself that was being demonstrated stopped completely, and the clear air and clear sunlight seemed to cover the whole body.
Guyana could finally see her with her own eyes the next moment.
"I've been waiting for you, Guyana."
What a brilliant and beautiful salvation.
Continued in volume fou