225 224. Childrens long life (Part 2).txt (1/2)

It is a very long story.

This is the story of a girl who has brought back to the present day the lore of the ”Lord who rules” that lived even older than the world of a thousand years ago.

In those days, everyone in the North knew that heroic tale.

The story begins, as promised, with the word ”once upon a time” and leads to ”two old couples in a remote village pick up one of their children”. However, the death of the old couple is immediately followed by the story of their death, and no details of their childhood are given. The list of bland characters goes on and on, and soon after, the awakening of the king's power begins to be told. That's the heroic story of The King Who Rules (Lord).

...... Well, that's what it's all about.

There is no such thing as a heroic tale that describes every detail of even the most peaceful and ordinary life. The reader is likely to fall asleep with a yawn.

And the memories of my own mistress are in a similar state. Her memories of her childhood are strangely hazy. I can't recall the frontier village, or the faces of the old couple, but my memories of my childhood are strangely hazy.

I can't remember the face of the old couple or the frontier village, but that's how I remember my childhood. Once you're over 20 years old and have grown up, everyone should be in the same boat.

Even my mistress is over a thousand years old. It's a good thing that she's still around, even if it's hazy.

...... I think so.

I should be grateful for that.

Because I feel ...... like my life with that old couple was very important to me.

No matter how hard I try, I can't remember my childhood, but I remember the next thing well.

The awakening of the concubine following the death of the old couple.

I can remember that vividly.

That was, as I recall, a time when the hunt for demons was flourishing in many places.

'Demons' - it refers to a race that suddenly appeared in the world - a race that has the characteristics of a monster on its body.

I think a great scholar said that their bodies were more like monsters due to the influence of the 'world poison'. People called those people who were closer to monsters 'demons'. For some reason, there were more of them in the north than in the south of the continent. And perhaps because of the difference in numbers, even if people in the north accepted 'Fiends' as individuality, they were treated as a disease in the south.

Thus, after the difference in perceptions arose between the regions, a movement to exclude ”witchcraft” was born somewhere in the world, as a matter of course.

At the end of that time, the southern countries took a national policy to eradicate the existence of ”demons”, and the northern countries rebelled against it - a war that divided the continent into two. As a result of this, witch hunters began to occur all over the world.

One day during those tumultuous times.

On their way home, the mistresses and her brother and sister found one on their way home.

The only thing that could be written about it in a book was the sentence, ”The soldiers from the south have invaded on the grounds of hunting witches,” but when they saw it firsthand, they were so shaken up that they could not move a single step.

The scene was so brutal - all the houses had been destroyed, the livestock they had carefully raised had been slaughtered, and the corpses of their close neighbors were choked up.

Among the corpses were the elderly couple who had benefited from them.

So--.

-- so (...)?

So the concubine and the id stood up to it.

With the power of Mistress's ”The One Who Steals the Wind's Reason” ....... It should be ...... not otherwise.

Ah, yes.

I'm starting to remember, piece by piece.

That burning meadow, the crumbling houses, and the corpses of our northern companions made the mistress angry. And then she jumped into that warfare to retaliate against the knights of the south who had committed that atrocity.

And the concubine - she shouted.

While the southern soldiers were pointing their swords at her, she screamed.

As if to declare to the whole world, loudly - as if to the whole world.

”'Concubine' is the king of the winged men who rules the continent!　The descendant of the oldest demon blood, the ruler of all worlds, the Lord!　There is no reason to lose to these gnat-like dustballs!

He tricked himself into believing that he was the 'Lord who rules' (...) and used his overwhelming power to accomplish his revenge.

A mere mortal could not be a match for the one who steals the truth of the wind, and all the soldiers were cut to pieces by the power of the free wind. And the Mistress took that whole area back from the south, albeit temporarily.

It was like a fairytale reversal.

That's the end of the story, ”Chapter One,” ”The Awakening of the King Who Rules”.

Its closing sentence reads.

--The invasion by the vile soldiers of the south left the Lord King who rules two of his family members dead. But the King's power has been awakened. But the king's power was awakened, and with it, he was able to drive out the villains who ruled his homeland.

Then we get into the next story, ”Chapter Two”.

.............

Oh, what two chapters. It's a person's life, and they'll break it up on their own.

...... No, it doesn't matter anymore. Yes, it's no longer relevant to the mistress now .......

This is how the ”Lord” managed to regain his homeland, but the grasslands of his homeland had been burned to the ground and reconstruction was difficult. It's a good thing that you're a stubborn person, because if you remain here, you'll be swallowed up by the south. The wise mistress understood this. If not for her alone, she had no choice but to flee when she thought of her weak brother.

Then the stage is moved deep into the north and the story of the orphanage begins.

This area also seems to have been boldly cut in the book because there is no battle.

As I recall, there was a lot going on during the move. There was the kindness of the old couple who had already arranged for the orphanage and so on, and it should have been very moving, but ...... the guy who wrote this heroic tale is really only interested in battles, and that's why there's nothing left of it.

By the way, the sentence in the book goes like this.

A very simple representation of the passage of time.

--We moved to the orphanage, and the time of The Lord Who Rules (Lord) passes.

It is the time of the young awakened king's final rest.

From the season of blooming peach blossoms to the season of blooming yellow flowers. From the season of blooming red flowers to the season of blooming white flowers. As the unsettled seasons peculiar to the Northern Continent pile up, the Lord King who rules lives in an orphanage with his future subjects.

At the same time, the Lord Master is sent to do menial work for the castle of Vyasia as a gardener, a job not worthy of his talents. However, while preparing the streets of the city, the Lord realized that he had a talent and a singularity.

His talent and singularity. The reason for being the King. He realizes that he is more than just a gardener, and understands the Lord's mission.

And then, having gained not only power but also determination, The Lord of Lords will be ......

--what the hell.

I'm sure it wasn't that cool.

I can barely remember it from around here.

I think I was trembling.

I'm pretty sure she was frightened.

She was trembling in the corner of her room where she had been placed in an orphanage.

'-- or is it the same (・・・・・) ......?　You're not changing too much: ......!　Why are you a concubine?　Only a concubine can't change like this!

When a few years had passed since he had entered the orphanage, his brother Ayde's height had grown to grow.

He was steadily closing the gap between him and his concubine, who was a child and an adult.

No wonder things were going so well. Concubine was too much the same. Even though she was still in the growth phase, she hadn't grown at all, and all she had grown was her magical power.

''Maybe, but ......, your sister isn't getting any older. ......

His younger brother Ayd, who lived in the same room as him, had guessed the reason for this.

It's a good thing that you're a little smaller than your mistress, but your instincts are as keen as an adult's.

You're not old enough to be ......?　If it's from that day (...) or ......?

All that day.

I understand that it's all happened since then.

'Dude, don't tell anyone. ...... Id. ......

The mistress trembles and keeps her mouth shut.

If the people around her find out about this, there is no doubt that they will look at her with a white eye. Even though this is an orphanage full of the same demons, it doesn't mean that there is no discrimination at all.

''It's okay. I will definitely not leave my sister alone. That day (...), I promised myself that I wouldn't leave her alone. So, I will never leave her alone. ......

Aide took his mistress's hand.

'Oh, right, ....... Then don't worry. I have a reassuring vassal in my corner .......

Yes, The Lord Who Rules has his own.

To keep his mind strong, he acts like an incorruptible king.

He remembers the playful games he used to play with his id in the meadow back home (・・・・・) and pretends to be a familiar king.

If he didn't make it with a heroic heart like this, he was going to go crazy with the unusual situation.

Yes.

The mistress was frightened to the point that she was about to go crazy.

That's the 'Chapter Two' of 'The Lord of the Dominating Kings (Lord)'. That's the true story of the ”Orphanage Arc”.

A weak child who is afraid of her fate, rather than a king who is prepared to face his own fate, is the mistress.

And as if to torment her, the orphanage is soon drawn into the war.

As she fears for her ageless body, the war that has been brewing since the birth of the demon is coming to an end.

The South was being overwhelmed by the battles in various areas, and the North had lost most of its territory. Gradually, the people of the North were losing their vitality, and the effects of the defeat began to reach the orphanage in Vyasia, where Mistress lived.

Everyone in the orphanage, including the concubine, was frightened.

Unable to do anything against that approaching mighty force, they could only watch the time pass.

Finally, the peace of the orphanage would end.

The capital of Viisia, the heart of the north, had been taken over by the soldiers of the south. It was a moment of defeat for which there was no excuse.

In a sentence - the northern countries were defeated by the onslaught of the southern countries - or was it?

Naturally, the orphanage is also occupied and begins to be used as a place to pack up the non-combatant 'unclean demons'.

It was always surrounded and guarded by the 'clean humans' of the south, who were always surrounded by the 'clean humans' of the south.

The demons inside the orphanage would darken their faces as if they were being put in prison. It was the same for my brother Ayde.

The mistress can still remember that face--

'--Sister Titty ....... What will happen to ourselves now ......?

In the corner of the crammed orphanage, Ayd asked his mistress about it.

Although Ayde had grown taller, she was still bigger than her concubine. Her younger brother, who is a size smaller than the concubine, looks up at her with tears in his eyes, as if he were peering at her from below.

When I saw that, I knew I had to protect him, I knew I had to protect him.

But really, she was the mistress who wanted to ask what would happen.

But I couldn't show any weakness. As Aide's sister.

Most of all, because I declared that day that I was the 'ruling king (Lord)' -.

I can see it in my brother's eyes.

Aide is relying on the 'power to steal the reason of the wind' of that day.

No, he's hoping that his sister is the legendary 'King of Governing' (Lord).

I believe that my sister can handle even the end of the country.

'Id ....... Wow, my mistress is ......--

Lost - stammering.

No wonder.

As a matter of fact, without Ayd's knowledge, Mistress has been briefed by the Apostle on the ”One who steals reason”. The Apostle Diprakra said that the first Stealer, Mistress, was not yet perfected. But it seems that if she continues to use her power, she will indeed become the one who steals reason.

--I'm afraid.

It's scary.

Such unworthy power ......, you don't know what will happen if you wield it .......

It is because they are reasonably clever and not stupid that the mistress knew that very well.

That kind of power, that kind of power shouldn't be in the world - and that's what it is.

''Hey, sister, you're ...... the 'ruling king (Lord)' who is stronger than anyone else, right ......?　He's the king of saving everyone in the north, right ......?

The face of my cute little brother, trapped in a corner, was right in front of me.

And even more voices came from the surroundings.

Everyone in the orphanage, including my relatives and naturally everyone else in the orphanage, looked at the mistress and started talking.

''If it's big sister Titty, can you manage ......?''

Don't be silly. No matter how strong you are, you can't handle this number of enemies.

''Indeed, Id's sister is as strong ...... as that lore's 'Governing King (Lord)' lady. She's so smart and strong that no one can beat her, but .......

If you're Titty, maybe you can go to ......

I watched as they hunted him down.

It wasn't just the children in the orphanage who adored him, but also the adults who were taking care of him. Indeed, he may have been the best swordsman in town. His physique was as big as an adult's, and his studies and hunting might have been outstanding. It could have been his younger brother, always proudly touting his concubine's power. In this desperation, it might not be surprising that a little hope might seem dazzling.

But she is still a child.

And yet, do you expect even adults to be concubines ......?

Do you rely on your child's concubine ......?

Oh, yes. I'm the Lord who rules. Don't worry, brother, and everyone else: ....... Leave everything to this mistress: ......

There was so much I wanted to say.

But I moved my face downward under the weight of my expectations.

They were right, the mistress had power.

The sense of responsibility as the one who possesses the power of the One Who Stole Reason outweighed the fear.

Without an ounce of fear on her face, Mistress headed out to the large hall in the center of the orphanage. The people who know her will follow her. They follow in droves, their eyes shining with the hope that she can handle it.

Then, in the middle of the hall, she calls out to everyone who doesn't know her from the orphanage, ”My name is Mistress.

Her name is 'The Lord who rules. The Lord. I have a favor to ask of you all.

He invited everyone to join him in a dignified manner so that they could hear him.

What we are about to do can be done by the mistress alone, but we have a higher chance of success if everyone works together. Above all, she was afraid to do it alone.

The first to respond to his voice was his best friend at the orphanage.

'Are you sure you want to do this, Titi?'

He was a giant dragonborn (Dragon Newt), Serdra. He was one of the few people who understood my mistress and was the one person I needed to cooperate with the most on this occasion.

After all, this blue-haired man is a demon who can follow his concubine, who has awakened to the 'one who steals reason' without any blessing. He is buried because of his concubine's presence, but there is definitely something wrong with this man, too.

”I'm in your debt, Titi. If you wish, I can help you as a friend - or even as a vassal - but I'm sure that's not what you want. But you're sure that's all right with you?

My friend Serdra confirms.

He was close to his mistress in power and had known her for a long time, and he seemed to have seen through this deep-seated fear in her heart. Now, still - Seldra is just barely a 'friend'.

'Oh, good. Please, Serdra. We will need your help.

Still, the mistress shakes her head. I tell her that there is no longer any turning back.

”...... All right. In that case, I'll call you 'Lord' from now on.

'Serdra, gather all those willing to fight the South and proceed to the left to the castle of Vieisia. The details are yours to do with as you see fit.

”Yes, sir. I'm the Lord who rules.

Seldora and I used to play this game of The Lord Who Rules (Lord) together. At that time, Seldra's position was that of a general who commanded troops on the front lines. It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're going to do with it. It really is a good idea to give the illusion that the concubine is a competent king.

''Seldra, let me help you too!　I'm not going to let them kill me in silence!

Wow, I do, too!　Titty-chan--no, 'Lord', the 'Lord' who rules, please!

Oh, there's still something we can do!

Tricked by this performance, the others at the orphanage come forward.

They would rather sit and wait for death. Even though she knows that this is an outrageous act of fear, the mistress has no choice but to welcome it gladly.

You'll be saved, guys. ...... You're right. I want you to work with the Aids, not Serdra.

And soon the mistresses were packing up their rebellion plans.

It was a plan without any small tricks, speed was the name of the game. She instinctively understood that this was her true nature as the 'one who steals the truth of the wind'.

As for the Aids, they must work together to free General Volus and his men from their captivity. After that, I want you both to head to the right side of the castle of Vyasia. The mistresses are going to push through the center of the castle and rampage alone. I'm sure that if she fights, the whole of Viaissia will be thrown into confusion. If you can take advantage of that, I'm sure you can liberate it and march on. If something unforeseen happens, you can join the rampaging mistress as a guide. No matter what you bring with you, I'll make sure that the mistress will take care of it.

The general populace that had taken refuge in the orphanage began to buzz with the assembly of this ruinous tactic.

'Oh, geez. What a foolish thing to do ......!

I can't!　No, you can't!　The place is crawling with southern guys all around!

'We've totally lost it!　I can't help it!

Just when you thought the green-haired woman was going crazy, her acquaintances moved in blind faith to it.

It was only natural.

In fact, it's much more normal that way.

But in order to bring those normal people down to abnormality, the mistress added the words without any hesitation.

''--The mistress can do it.

Naturally, countless objections were raised by the public.

'Ha, ha!　I can't possibly--

I can do it... says the Lord who rules.

Crushing in one word.

Frighteningly, the mannerisms that had become so extreme due to too much playfulness were beginning to take on a genuine weight here. In this unusual situation, the mistress was wearing an abnormality that would make anyone cringe.

It was a glimpse of a talent for governing demons that would later be passed on.

Her extraordinary amount of magical power and her too specific blood tickled the instincts of the demons here.

Leaving the people overwhelmed by their mistresses, they proceed to prepare for their rebellion in a matter-of-fact manner.

''For now, it's imperative that we regain the Viaissia Castle. ”For now, it's imperative that we regain the castle of Viaissia, for it's nothing without a symbol. ...... Let's hurry up. Let's take my [Wind of Freedom] as our signal. No, let's take it as a signal.

And release the power of the 'one who steals the truth of the wind' that has been hidden all along.

A soft, yet powerful wind passed through the orphanage.

The buzz in the hospital reached its peak here.

''Yi, did you just raise the wind ......?''

'That's ridiculous. ....... Then it's like magic.

Could it be that the power of that fairytale 'Lord' (Lord) that really rules ......?

It's like the wind in the valley: ......

”The wind is gathering around her--

Really, ”The Lord Who Rules” ......?

It was a natural use of power that could only be found in fairy tales on this continent at this time.

No wonder they were confused.

Wearing the wind, the mistress speaks softly to those who cannot yet make up their minds.

'If you still doubt the mistress, you can just watch this back ....... But when you recognize the power of the concubine, I hope you will pass it on to many of your compatriots. Please tell them that as long as everyone (everyone) doesn't give up, the concubine is leading the way: ......!

With that, at last, the mistress weaves her magic.

A generous, high-pitched chant of supernatural power that is lost in this age.

To inspire all who are here--

”She is the king of kings!　The Winged King who rules the continent!　The descendant of the oldest demon blood, the ruler of all worlds, the Lord!　We will not be defeated by these scum!　--WIND!

With a roar, a mass of wind was released upward.

That wind made a hole in the ceiling of the orphanage. And with the hole in the ceiling, the mistress flew through it.

Like the legendary ”Lord”, she spread her hidden wings.

Looking up from the orphanage, she flew for all to see, and continued to scream.

'All our enemies shall be driven out of the north by this concubine!　From now on, by the power of a mistress--!　This wind is the [wind of freedom] that the northern demons want!　A wind of hope to banish those to the south!　There's a There's a Difference-- ！！！！

And to inform the humans in the south of the existence of the King Who Rules (Lord), he storms out to inform them of the existence of the King Who Rules (Lord).

It is a foul force in this age. The wind that destroys everything is released from the mistress's hands, and the entire area around her is disintegrated (broken up).

In an instant, there are over a hundred dead and over a thousand injured.

Naturally, the people of the south were confused, as if they had been hit by a natural disaster.

The vicious storm that was chopping people up bore a lot of blood and screams.

The mistress fixed her expression with an effort and looked down at the scene from the sky.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the storm, she sees that Serdra and his men are taking weapons from the soldiers to the south. In the opposite direction, you can also see the Ides sneaking out of the orphanage.

The child's idea of a plan is now in motion.

All that's left is for the mistress to flail about while heading straight for the castle.

Not flying too high, not flying too fast, but aiming for Vyasia Castle to catch the eyes of the humans to the south.

It is important to be a landmark for our compatriots in the north - destroying everything while proclaiming that 'The One Who Steals the Reason of the Wind' is the second coming of 'The King Who Rules (Lord)'.

And the confused ones in the south gradually recover from their confusion and fight together to drop the flying concubine. And the concubine is ......--.

-- I honestly don't want to remember anything else from here.

What's about to take place is just a slaughter.

It's just the wind chopping people up, crushing them and spraying them with blood and harrowth.

It's just killing, killing, killing, and creating a path of blood.

But in that path of blood, the voices of the demons who have found hope are sometimes mixed in with the voices of the demons who have found hope.

'Ah, ah. Oh, that's the 'Lord of the Reigning Kings' ......?

Such nonsense, such as the descendants of the winged race: ......

But that power is ......, definitely .......

'It's overwhelming ....... Are you going to keep going to the castle ......?

Ladies and gentlemen, there is no doubt about the power of the Lord who rules!　As it is, he will single-handedly lead the bloodline!　And with one of his body, he will pierce the castle!

Among the astonished voices of those demons, the voice of Id's instigation was also mixed in.

''--But after that, we need your help!　Now, the good subjects of The Lord Who Rules are backing him from the left, but they can't capture the castle!　We will desperately need more people to occupy it!

Knowing that the id is also fighting in its own way, the concubine's wind becomes even stronger.

As the king without fail, she continues to fight.

Even if she is surrounded by a thousand soldiers, even if she is exposed to ten thousand arrows, even if her ears are struck by countless screams, she still fights and fights - she continues to make a 'path' of blood.

”Haha, haha, haha--!　I'm the Lord who rules!　It's the Lord who rules!　Not yet!　I will not stop until I kill all of you dustballs!

They keep killing and killing and killing, thinking only of drilling holes in the country occupied by the south.

A thousand men are cut off in both directions with blades of wind, ten thousand arrows are returned with ten thousand arrows of wind, creating countless corpses, and at the end of it all, the concubine reaches the castle.

By the time they got there, the victory was never won by the combined Serdra and General Volus. If the concubine only broke the castle gate, the option of holing up the castle was lost to the enemy, and they didn't even have to conduct a siege.

It was a complete and utterly crushing victory - the operation was a great success - and the enemy commander was easy to capture - everything worked out.

Yeah.

Ironically, it was this kind of playful march that worked out so well.

It's all probably because of the power of this fearsome ”Stealer of the Reason of the Wind”.

The concubine was so anxious that she couldn't help but feel uneasy. Just thinking about the unreasonable power to turn this child's dream into reality - what is the 'price' of that 'power', I can't help but shiver just thinking about it.

However, I can't bring it to the surface just yet.

''Ah, yes!　We did it!　We've taken back the castle!

'We won!　I got it back!　I killed those southern guys!

'Thank you!　”My Lord who rules--!

”'Lord Overlord'!　Hurray, hurray, hurray--!　”Long live the 'Lord'!

”The Lord who rules!　”The Lord who rules!　”The Lord who rules!　”The Lord who rules!　”The Lord who rules--!

Once he was surrounded by people rejoicing with tears in their eyes, there was no way he could show his uneasy face.

I had no choice but to make an expression as the 'Lord who rules' so that everyone could feel at ease.

''Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha ......!

Speaking of which, ....... I think it was around this point that I started to get better at smiling a spare smile. ......

--This is the end of the ”second chapter” of the story, the ”orphanage chapter”.

A great victory reversal. The recapture is a great success. No complaints about the beginning.

The next chapter will be ”Chapter 3”.

The next chapter of ”The Orphanage” is described in the book as ”The Defence of Viaisia”.

But ”The Viaissia Defense Chapter” or .......

Yeah, it really pisses me off. Don't take the liberty of dividing someone else's life into editions.

Who has the right to do that. You can do whatever you want because you're a dead man.

Only a mistress can do that. ......!

...... No, that doesn't matter now either.

More importantly, after this, I'm pretty sure ......--

The concubine, who had regained the occupied capital of Viisiania, was alone and troubled in the castle's throne room.

In the castle town, the people are rejoicing over the victory of the war and reveling like a feast.

And countless prisoners of war are in the castle.

--It's good to get excited, but where do we go from here ......?

A concubine who only knows how to play games would never be able to maintain this peace.

We are amateurs who don't even know how to handle prisoners of war. We are amateurs who do not know how to handle prisoners of war, nor do we know how to conduct diplomacy.

Is there no one in the castle who knows anything about warfare and politics ......?

Is there anyone who can somehow get us to a truce from here: ......?

No, it's more than that, the head (top) needs to be replaced quickly .......

You can't have a mistress as the head of the rebellion forever. It has to be done by a more professional and knowledgeable adult .......

That's right.

As a child concubine, being a head of the bandwagon is an unbearable burden for her. ......

It's so heavy that it crushes your body. If the head (the top) were to become so, the people of all nations, who are now rejoicing, would fall back into despair. But first, someone, anyone ......--

Dear Lord who rules!　I'm reporting on the errand you asked for!

'Oh, oh. It's finally over!

The mistress, who was sitting gymnastically at the back of the empty throne, stood up, delighted that an acquaintance from the orphanage had entered.

She had asked that person to investigate to solve the problem that the mistress now had in mind.

Immediately everyone gathered the main members of this rebellion in the throne room to hear the report.

The adults from the orphanage, the generals of the House of Vyasia - and the powers of the northern city.

However, the expectations that the mistresses had were betrayed by an unexpected report.

''--what?　Isn't there not a single member of the Royal House of Vyasia in the castle now ......?

'Yes. Even though quite a few died in the war, this is ....... Probably half of them had defected beforehand. ......

And even though there are some of the country's bigwigs, the mistress is plainly angry.

''That's ridiculous!　You've abandoned your people and run away!　A king protects his people, so you're not royalty!　He took on that expectation and ran away without any responsibility!　You can't do this!　This is absolutely unacceptable!　That's no way to be royalty--!

He was angry with the royalty for not protecting his mistress and disgraced her in front of the bigwigs.

''-- Ah, .......''

Yah, I've done it .......

I can't complain about being hanged for disrespect .......

Frightened, the mistress looked around.

But for some reason there was no one there to blame for what the mistress had said.

On the contrary, it was the same as that orphanage--

'Sorry to interrupt the meeting!　'Lord', your enemies from the south ......!

At that moment, a message came scurrying into the throne room.

It was a ruthless message that the battle would not end.

''The enemy has already arrived ......!　But now there is no royalty here: ......!

'What?　Oh, are you royalty ......?　'Lord', what is it ......?

The reported message brought up a genuine question.

'There's a problem with ...... decided ......--'

The words I was going to say were obvious are choked up.

It's not just the message. Everyone around them had the same expression on their faces.

The adults in the orphanage, the generals of the Viysia family, and the powers that be in the city were looking at the concubine.

--Why would they see a concubine there?

Those of you here know that the claim of the Lord of Lords is a tall tale.

The noble blood of the legendary Lord of Lords does not flow through this mistress.

Indeed, the power of The One Who Stole the Wind's Reason could have been tremendous!

But if you're only strong, there are others who are fit for the job!

You don't think that's strange?

You are the youngest here, mistress.

You are so young that a nun would cower at the mention of your age!

The strongest of the adults here right now - what the hell, he's in the corner!

”Mi, if the enemy forces are approaching from the south ...... General Volus!　From now on, you will be the substitute mistress...

The mistress has heard of him, too, a warlord.

His body is large and his appearance conveys an air of dignity.

I'm sure he would be able to take her place. That's what I thought - but my suggestion is interrupted by a man who seems to be General Volus's second in command.

''I'm sorry, 'Lord' (Lord), Mr. ....... General Volus has been betrayed by his country and has lost many friends and ...... family members. Honestly, this is as far as I can go .......

If you look closely, you can see the lifelessness in General Volus' face.

He looked as if he had lost everything in this world. It seems that there were some circumstances that made him stand on the edge.

'Well ....... But you, a member of the military, do not call your mistress 'Lord'. I'm not forcing you to do so. ......

Then I wondered if I could get this deputy to act as my top officer.

But naturally, that expectation was also disappointed.

''No, we can't do that kind of disrespect ....... We've only seen the majesty of the 'Lord of the Dominion' in battle.

Yeah, right: ......

If you look around carefully, they all have the same face.

Yeah, it looks like that Ayde's face.

It's a face that I'm hoping the mistress will be able to handle.

It's temporary. No one else can do it but you.

And then he speaks to me in a whisper from behind.

It was my friend Serdra.

'Wow, I know. ......

Serdra seemed to understand the situation calmly.

Unlike the concubine who didn't want to admit that expectation, she was convinced that only the concubine who had tricked the 'ruling king (Lord)' early on could lead this dead country.

''-- Then, Serdra!　I'm sorry, but you're going to have to stick around a little longer!

Yeah, and who better to do it than me? I'll be the right hand of the Lord of the Rings. I'm still going to be a friend to your brothers.

The mistress, with the help of her friends, gains what little courage she has.

Then, leaving it to her courage, she shouts in the middle of the meeting.

''--all of them!　I think I'd like to intercept them!　I'm sorry, but will you follow the Lord who rules?

You can't negotiate, so I ask you to be upfront.

'The only thing you can do, mistress, is to destroy it.

”Yes, of course. My dear Lord who rules. General Volus's soldiers are entirely in your hands.

And naturally, the idea would be fully supported.

This was the moment when the northern rebels raised their flag at the castle of Vieisia, with the ”ruling king (Lord)” as their leader.

With this momentum, the mistress walks around the castle and calls on her acquaintances in the orphanage.

Naturally, among them was Aide.

''Hey, sister - no, the 'ruling king (Lord)'!　What happened to the meeting!

'Enemy reinforcements coming in!　Hence, I will organize a strike force!　Ayd, help yourself!

'Yes, of course!　I'm the first vassal of the 'ruling king (Lord)'!

My brother agreed with a happy look on his face.

Oh, it's heavy.

Why doesn't this brother understand that it's heavy and painful .......

With no time to show such frustration on her face, the mistress prepares to fight back.

In the castle town, ”'The King (Lord) who governs', 'The King (Lord) who governs', 'The King (Lord) who governs', 'The King (Lord) who governs'! Hail, hail, hail, hail--! And the cheers continued to ring out.

Pushing back and pushed by that expectation, the concubine had no choice but to lead her army out of the castle of Vieissia.

The opponent was a large army of southern humans ...... only, but as I'm sure I don't have to tell you by now, the concubine was overwhelmed by this as well.

With the tactics of an extension of playfulness, they would win with flying colors.

It was a cursed victory.

And the more she wins, the more her expression hardens.

The 'King who rules' (Lord) of playfulness is gradually growing up.

It's as if the Lord is stealing the girl's growth time away from her.

At a frightening pace, the mistress was being perfected as the Lord who rules.

--And little by little, the speed of the experience accelerates.

As if tumbling down, it continues from ”Chapter Three” to ”Chapter Four”.

It's a very good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

...... Oh, I don't even feel like getting angry anymore.

At any rate, from here on out, it's just a story that's going to fall away. I don't care about anything--.

With victory after victory, they were gradually expanding their territory as well as their defensive warfare. Although it hadn't yet taken shape as a country, it had the strength to fight, but it was still in a position to do so.

Along the way, there was a time when the castle town was about to be overrun by demons who had fled from the south.

The explosive increase in the number of people confused the mistress.

Looking around the hastily established campsite, she asks her aides for details.

''What is this about ....... Why is this so sudden .......

That is 'The Lord who rules'. I've spoken to some of the immigrants, and they say that there is a rumor in the south that there is a paradise in the far north.

'Paradise at the North End ......?　Is that what you said: ......?

What part of ”here”?

A child is at the top for fun, the finances are just barely there, and the form of the organization is on the verge of collapse. Still, why do we call 'this place' a paradise?

In the first place, it is not the Nushies who want to go to that ”paradise”, but the mistresses.

My Lord who rules. The armies of the South are demanding their return.

'Restitution ......?　Of what?

'These are the demons who escaped. They claim to be from the South.

”--?　What are you talking about?　Tell him, tell him this!　We have our own laws. All of our people who have fled south are my family...　I can't give it back!

Yes, sir. I was hoping the Lord Commander would say so. Well, you have my word.

'Oh, yeah, ......'

I got into bad habits again.

Out of anger, I protected the demons.

Perhaps because I'm trying to be the ”Lord”, my head burns when I think of the demons who are being mistreated.

And the eyes of the people who were watching the concubine change color.

As usual - again, they begin to buzz, ”It's the 'ruling king (Lord)' as usual”.

Yeah, I already know.

This one's face is twitching, and I'm just starting to get back to normal.

We'll have to live up to that expectation, won't we?

Fortunately, it's the concubine who wants to go to that 'paradise' more than anyone else, so I think I can at least prepare that fake for you.

Thus, the rebels in the north are forced to come up with a policy to accept immigrants and maintain their lives.

It was largely due to his brother Ayde that he was able to make that immigration acceptance happen. Aide had no talent for combat, but he was second to none when it came to hard work and tricks.

Above all, the Aide was prepared to sacrifice himself for his country.

However, Ayd does not consider the burden of his concubine.

He has a sense that his brother takes it for granted that if he's the 'King Who Rules' (Lord), he can do everything. And the mistress tries to live up to that expectation. This too, as usual.

Frighteningly, by continuing to do so, the North was slowly beginning to become a nation.

With the concubine as its king, the newborn nation of Viisia was about to be born and fall.

Seeing the current situation, the man who was his friend, Serdra, calmly analyzed the situation.

''-- It's painful that most of the royal family has disappeared. Because of that, everyone wants you to behave like royalty, and on top of that, they want you to be calculating as a general and even charismatic as a revolutionary.

Seldora: ”Seldora: ......

And luckily, you seem to have the wherewithal to do it.

That's what they say about misfortune.

As usual, my friend doesn't know the hearts of others: ......!

'Such a vessel, no mistress has ....... It's all a coincidence. It's all a coincidence. It's all a coincidence, it was just luck ....... It's all a misunderstanding on your part.

Since there were only two of them, the mistress let out a weakness.

Only Serdra, who was as powerful as her mistress, could say that.

''Is that so?　No, either way, I'm a klutz. I can only help you out, though: ......

However, that weakness did not reach them.

Even her friends no longer doubt that she is the 'ruling king' (Lord).

Seeing this, they know that there is no longer anyone to consult with the mistress.

...... No, no, you must be having a hard time being a bogeyman. Even if you're just helping me out, you're helping my mistress.

'I'm the one who's saved. I don't mean to be inappropriate, but this position is a medicine for my disease.

'Well, that's good to hear ....... Sorry, but leave me alone for a bit .......

From then on, I never consulted Seldora again.

I can't rely on anyone else anymore.

I can only manage on my own.

I have no choice but to do it. ......!　This concubine is ......!

I made up my mind to do so - and the rate at which I was falling accelerated further.

The reopened concubine comes up with only one thing to do: end the war.

She shifts from a defensive battle to a strong offensive and begins to retake the northern territory. The current concubine has the strength to do this.

As much as she hated to admit it, she had developed not only simple strength, but also the ability to lead. She knew that she would not end up playing around forever, and this was because she had studied in her sleep alone to fight the South. He read the literature of the castle and built up his own way of fighting.

As a result, he won the hearts of the people and gained the trust of his subjects.

Even though he possessed extraordinary power as an individual, the ”One who steals the truth of the wind” with the help of others was close to invincible.

And a few years later - and easily, the mistress would fulfill her long-cherished desire.

'--Yay ......!　We've taken the Northland back to pre-war times!　Haha, I finally got it back: ......!

It was a big deal to fundamentally rethink the way the demons fought.

It took time for them to be able to fight against the South without relying on their mistresses. However, originally, if you consider people and demons on their own, the demons were stronger. As long as they had a general to unite those strong individuals, there was no way they could fall behind the South.

As if to prove this, the North won a series of battles in a row.

It was no wonder, because not only did it have a led demon army, but also a concubine who led the real demons.

When they were accompanied by a dragon that was rampaging on the frontier, they were feared by both enemies and allies alike.

And they succeeded in restoring the map, which had been repainted, to its pre-war state.

The nations of the North regained their power, and their concubines brought it all together. The balance between the North and the South had returned to a state of balance, and there was enough to conclude an armistice.

Immediately, Mistress proceeds with the truce and succeeds in doing so successfully.

She brought the world back to the same state of affairs that existed when she was in her native steppe.

Ah, now .......

Now, at last--!

'The North is back to normal: ......!　Here, here--!

--the role is done (・・・・・・・).

That's what I thought, but .......

”--You did it, 'The Lord Who Rules. Finally, we have come to peace. Then let's use this truce time to prepare for the next battle. We need to get our finances in order and reorganize our army. Now we have to bring together the local great tribes. ...... But with the prestige of The Lord Who Rules, that will be easy.

............

It was only natural.

The demon in his entourage spoke nonchalantly, ''I'll tell you the following.

''Let's push for diplomacy with the South, of course, but let's also push for diplomacy with the West and the East. This revolution wouldn't have succeeded without the cooperation of his countries. I am sure that many things will be required of us. As for the rest--

'And sorry to interrupt. What happened to the story of the exiled Vyisian royalty coming back too ......?

'What?　Are you from the Royal House of Viisian, ......?　Oh, I might come back, indulging the warmth of The Lord, the King Who Rules (Lord). But what about it?　”The Lord who rules.

What about it?

The meaning of the word is known and I despair.

But the mistress's hardened expression remains the same.

The perfect king with a mortified expression is listening to the report of his entourage.

Oh, my body is heavy ....... My face doesn't move .......

Most of all, I hate myself for getting used to it .......

'No, it would be a pleasure to have you back.

Someone might be able to use the royalty as a palanquin and target this throne. Let's be glad just to have that possibility.

That was a possibility that could be expected of the current mistress.

However, that expectation is naturally being betrayed.

There would be no rebellion in the North for years to come, no matter how many years would pass.

And so begins the daily grind of state affairs.

In heroic terms - from the season of the peach blossom to the season of the yellow blossom. From the season of red blossoms to the season of white blossoms. The unsettled season peculiar to the north repeats itself - or does it?

Probably the ”High King Chapter” of ”The Five Chapters” if you want to name it: .......

Oh, I don't even care about that anymore: .......

His position as king becomes solid and the sense of falling becomes stronger and stronger.

I'm not going to be able to get a good idea of what I'm going to be doing.

Not only the expectations of the people, but also those of the other northern countries are weighing on my back.

It's so heavy that I feel like I'm going to be crushed. But the mistress can't be destroyed. If she is gone now, the northern countries will be swallowed up again by the south.

So it has to be done.

She has no choice.

This is how the concubine becomes the real 'Lord' and loses her real self, Titi.

The loss of Titi had a profound effect on her mind.

Little by little, you naturally lose sight of what you are doing. Even his self-consciousness is lost, and his sense of time is further accelerated - or even deranged.

How many years have passed since that day ......?

With this in mind, today, the mistress welcomes her subjects at the Vieisia Castle.

She looks exactly the same as before - but as the legendary ”Lord who rules”, she has to receive many kings, heroes, generals and chiefs of powerful families.

It is the job of the current concubine to unite the northern country, which has become rocky, and make it even more rocky .......

As I recall, yes, .......

And since this is a job, it can't be helped ....... I have to go quickly .......

' -- 'The King Who Rules (Lord). The time for the meeting has already begun.

Aide, who had grown into a respectable vizier, called his mistress.

His brother was old.

Before he knew it, he had surpassed his mistress' back. He has gone from an innocent face to an adult one. His body is a little thin and unhealthy, but unlike his concubine, he has become a fine adult.

''Ah, id ....... Let's go now ......

And today, my mistress will go to the throne room of Vyasia Castle.

She sits on the throne with the flag of the north at her back.

The influential people sitting at the round table in front of her gasp at the appearance of the Lord, the King who rules.

But the number of unfamiliar faces has increased. The number of influential people here is just as large as the size of the northern territory. It is ten times larger than the day of the rebellion.

''Then, 'The Lord who rules,' Mr. ......

Yeah, let's get started.

The day of the rebellion, the regular meetings began.

But nothing has changed, no matter how many years have passed.

Everyone looks at the mistress expectantly. Even the country's highest-ranking general, Volus, only affirms her words.

And so does the country's prime minister, Aydo.

''Yes. All in accordance with the words of the 'ruling king (Lord)'.

All of them hang their heads to their mistresses.

The usual meeting was over again, as usual.

The movers and shakers walked out of the throne room.

They had an expression on their faces as if to say that everything would be safe with the ”Lord who rules.

It was too different from the meeting that the mistress had in mind.

It was supposed to be the way of the country she had created, to combine all the opinions at this meeting and make it the policy of the North. They thought that this would make the country less dependent on the concubine, but that was not the case at all. Without a concubine, it would remain a country that would fall apart.

The result of being too much of a perfect king.

At any rate, military and political affairs will all be resolved when a concubine is present. A concubine who wants the demons to be happy will make sure they succeed no matter what. I know this, but my body moves on its own.

Not the girl Titi, but the 'King Who Rules (Lord)' moves .......

And it seemed that the more perfect the king was, the faster time seemed to go. It's not just the dimension of being busy with hard work, it's the feeling that you're not there. It's as if I'm dreaming, and time is moving forward at high speed.

In the midst of such a nightmare, at an unknown time, the mistress mutters to herself, ”Well, it's over.

It's over. My role is over. And yet, how long will it continue? This is ......

There is no answer to that question.

First of all, mistresses don't age - that's the main problem.

Because of this, she can't even plan a retreat.

'The concubine does not change ....... Because she doesn't change, she can't end up ......?

I continue to ask myself.

The country is not yet at a level where we can consider a successor. The level of education is low and there is a complete lack of manpower. Of course, we're taking steps to fix that. But even if we solve that problem in a few decades' time--

--will the people give up such a convenient existence as the 'King of the Immortals'?

He is the strongest mage with a strength that cannot be assassinated. He has the strongest magic and witchcraft on the continent, and even if he is poisoned, he only needs to belch a little bit. He has a hundred battles to fight and his political duties have reached the highest level. They are not aged, so their abilities will not deteriorate. No, on the contrary, his abilities continue to grow even now. On the contrary, he is still growing, and is at the peak of his abilities. While possessing a power that surpasses lore, he loves his country more than anyone else, and is rumored to have a perfect personality on the street. Furthermore, his enemies fear him for his very existence, and his country has made him an object of faith beyond respect.

You don't have to ask yourself the question, but you have the answer.

A concubine will always remain a king as long as she is a concubine.

When you realize this, your body shakes, not trembling even when surrounded by a thousand swords.

''Mu, it's impossible ....... I can't stay sane .......

Always the King ......?

How long is that forever?

If he was truly immortal, then we might not be talking about a hundred years.

Not a hundred years, but a thousand years. Must he continue to be king for not just a thousand years, but forever?

Alone in the king's own room, the concubine shook her head.

And with that fear, the concubine left the king's room.

She wanted someone to help her.

She couldn't bear the thought of suffering alone anymore.

The first thing that came to her mind was her friend Serdra, but she quickly drowned it out of her mind. Now that guy was fighting at the southern end. It is doubtful that he would be able to communicate with me, even if he were here in the first place. It was the king's concubine who had done so. You don't have any ”friends” anymore. He has no more ”friend”, he has a new life as the ”general” of the front line.

Then it's my brother.

He has no one but his brother Aide.

My brother is the one I need to protect, but I'm running out of time.

I can't say he's my sister.

I'm Done with it.

I just want to quit everything and go home.

We'll find that place that's just like home, and we'll run away and live in silence together in the dark!

I wanted to say that, so I looked for the id.

I run through the castle to the vizier's room.

Oh, id .......

I'm in pain ....... Help me .......

'Ayd, ayd, ayd, ayd--!

Running through the corridor, the mistress arrives.

She opens the door of the vizier's room, and in it--.

”Oh--oh!　The Lord who rules in just the right place!　I've done it myself!　'The one who steals the logic of the tree'!

There was an id.

Before I knew it, he was my brother, who had become a tall, skinny adult.

That aide had an unusual presence, as if he was some kind of monster.

''Eh?''

There was no brother there to protect.

The Aide, who was more than two sizes smaller than her concubine, had become bigger - and stronger - than her.

Because he had walked beside her for so long, the Aide had become a 'perfect vizier' worthy of being the 'ruling king (Lord)'.

On top of that, he had even become a 'stealer of reason' of the same kind as his mistress.

''Look!　What do you think of this power!　I followed the advice of the Apostle myself and 'stole the truth'!　Oh, I can help you with this. No longer will I say that the country is held by the Lord who rules alone!　Now I can follow you to perfection!　Yes, I will accompany you forever and ever!　My 'Lord'!

Then he looked at his mistress with sparkling eyes.

Her body, which had been heavy even just for the sake of it, felt many times heavier.

It felt as if the weight of the body was going to drill a hole in the ground and fall into the abyss.

''Finally!　I think I'm finally going to get my wish!　You'll be fit to be the first vassal of the Lord of Hosts!　Hmph, as long as I have this power, it looks like I'll be able to fulfill the promises I once made!

'Oh, yeah, id: ......'

The root of my tongue is dry and I can't speak well.

But the aroused id doesn't notice it.

''Hmph, could it be that it was too long ago and you've forgotten?　I'm talking about making the word 'demon' forgotten by the world one day!

'Aye, id. ......'

'The word 'demon' inevitably comes with an image of defilement. A more appropriate word than that, a word that would make you more aware of nature's bounty - for example, 'beastman' might be good. It might give you an image of being a little wild, but don't you think it's rather good?　It will also make our strengths known.

It's not. No, it's not.

It doesn't matter.

'Id, wait: ......'

'Oh, are you a little stunned?　Of course, I know I'm more concerned about the immediate future than such a future. If we are going to change the consciousness of human beings all over the world ...... , it will take hundreds of years to bring the continents together. It's a level that I hope to have achieved in a thousand years. Nevertheless, as the Prime Minister of Vyasia, I can't help but wish for it. No, as a witch born in the north, I guess. ...... Hmph.

I'm no longer interested in countries and the friction between people and demons.

They are of no importance to her at heart.

The most important thing in life is not others, but her own.

Yes, you're right (・・・・・). It's your dream. As your king, I'm rooting for your dream.

'Yes, we will protect this country together!　”The Lord who rules!

I can't do it anymore.

Aide - no, I can't say anything to this Lord Prime Minister of the Vyisian State.

This guy is my brother and that's why he expects more from his concubine than anyone else in this country.

He even thinks that it's normal for the king to continue to fight until he brainwashes the entire continent in a thousand years - that's what he thinks.

No, this face may not be a thousand years.

Forever. Forever, he's going to do it.

I'm going to be my mistress' vassal forever and ever.

That's why I've become immortal myself, in line with the Eternal King.

I'm sure of it now.

This guy - he has no intention of becoming my brother again.

Never again.

”Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha--!

'Hmph, I can't wait to see what happens next. Hmmm--!

The King and the Prime Minister laugh at each other.

Oh, when did you know ....... There is no one who understands .......

I'm becoming unable to prove that I am who I am because I don't have anyone to recognize me as a titty. At this rate, I'm going to end up with the concept of a king who is incapable of being indispensable.

The concubine had no choice but to return to the king's own room, alone.

--and clearly understand that she is alone, and time is accelerating again.

Again and again, the seasons pass.

The cheers echoing from my back increase in concert.

More people to lead.

More and more people to protect.

More and more people to fight for.

More and more people to protect.

And she, a weak-minded mistress, cannot refuse. She can't throw it away.

Even though she has already passed her limit, everyone piles on, saying that it's okay if it's the 'Lord who rules'.

Both hands and feet are already paralyzed by the weight of the pile, and they can't move at all.

On the contrary, even the sense of time has been paralyzed.

The world as I see it is fading away.

--Time is accelerating even faster.

.............

.........................

Oh, when is it now ......?

What's going on ......?

Who is the mistress and what is she doing now ......?

That's what she asked herself, and she continued to fight as a king.

Before you know it, even though the sky was covered with dark clouds - even though people began to use magic that was the prerogative of the 'reason stealer' only - my mistress worked as a perfect king without a hitch! -- and kept fighting.

Ironically, even with her diminished self-consciousness, it was easy for her to rule the north with her talents.

If there was a civil war in the north, she would make a speech as the ”Lord who rules” and contain it - and if there was a dispute with the south, she would go out and win - and return to Vieisia as the undefeated king, again and again.

It was repeated.

Over and over again, year after year, and over and over again, and over and over again - even as the sense of time accelerated and accelerated and accelerated - and over and over again. --......

...... -- Along the way, one oddity occurred that could not be overlooked.

Fortunately, a ”foreigner” mixed in with the too-perfect world of the ”Governing King (Lord)”.

Suddenly, the number of enemy soldiers in the south who could not fall easily increased rapidly.

Furthermore, the probability of the birth of a demon in the south begins to decrease dramatically.

The repetitive process changes, and the self-consciousness that had been scraped away recovers a bit.

The first thing I check is the three strong knights.

Three talented human men calling themselves Aleiss, Rands, and Helvirshine.

It didn't take long for them to reach the same 'reason stealer' as their mistress.

Then came the saintly Nosfi Fuzzyaz, the leader of the group.

Just as the concubine had risen to prominence, this girl, Nosfi, suddenly appeared as a savior.

The South, which had continued to lose the war, began to fight back.

However, they can still maintain it, though.

We have a minute of experience here.

It's not enough for the North to crumble.

--for the country to crumble (・・・・・・・).

That's right.

At that time, the mistress was hoping for the collapse of the country.

She was waiting for it to happen now.

Her country - no, someone who would kill her concubine who called herself 'The Lord'.

She wishes for the existence of such a savior.

A concubine who has been called the ”Savior of none other” wishes.

--And then, on a certain battlefield, they meet.

One on one, on a battlefield where the terrain has been changed by the wind and stained with the blood of the dead.

A monster's mistress faces the same monster, and they exchange words.

So we meet at last, ”Mad King”. I'll save you from yourself right now.

”I meet a 'Kanami' (foreign body).

...... That's right, you're the Kanami?

I wasn't interested, but as a king, I had the information.

Without a doubt, this dark-haired, black-eyed knight was the founder of the country called the South, who had revived it.

Young, I first thought.

However, one could immediately see that this was not that dimension.

Its magic power was too specific.

It was even more unfinished than the concubine that was called a prototype by the apostles.

What an unstable 'stealer of reason'.

That's what I thought.

'Tell me what you want, Lord.'

Wait. Why would you ask this mistress that?

'Just answer the question: ......!　People like you are getting on my nerves over here ......!

The man was like his mistress.

He was just as desperate and crazy as his concubine.

If you think of him as a king, he's definitely someone you have to kill. He knows he has to fight. But - this madman understands my concubine.

More than anyone else in the north. No, more than anything else in the world.

'Cheeky talker ....... My concubine is the 'ruling king (Lord)' .......

What a king. You lie, you stupid b*tc*. Just check out ....... You're no king. You're just a weakling, just like me, forced to live with the consequences. Yeah, I'm just a weakling who's been tricked and oppressed and forced to live in harmony with the rest of the world.

There are enemies who talk cocky to their mistresses.

However, this was the first time they had guessed the inner workings of a concubine to this extent, including their allies.

''Concubine forced herself to ......, are you ......?

Yeah. It doesn't suit you, the way you talk. Can't you talk like that any other way?

'Oh, ah, ......, that's ......'

'Tsk, I'm annoyed. Quickly answer me. You're such a slow learner: ......

No, I can't remember how it happened, ....... I think it was a different way of speaking: ....... As I recall, this was a makeshift way of speaking ......, the .......

When they were alone, the mistress couldn't speak well, probably because she was suddenly cut to the heart of the matter.

How many years had it been since she had been so clearly self-conscious?

When was the last time a concubine spoke as a concubine?

Anyway, her tongue wasn't working well.

”Oh, that's enough. That's enough. Anyway, tell me what you want!

What does a mistress want ......?

What's that? .......

I feel like there were a lot of them.

I feel like there were places I wanted to go.

But it's all worn out and I can't remember.

Wow, I don't know ....... But I do know that it's not 'here'. Ah, you are right: ....... I just want to stop being a king ......, and I'm sure I want to stop!　Please take this mistress out of the north: ......!　Please ......!!!

I was bewildered by the sudden understanding of the man, but I begged him as if to spit it out.

The dark-haired, black-eyed man accepts it.

''--Cursery [Dealing]. Okay, so that's the 'contract' agreement. However, when it comes to bringing out the ”ruling king (lord)” from ”here”, you need to measure the timing accordingly. Even if we took him out now, those two Serdra and Ayd would come back with a large group to get him. If we don't have much more time to spare, we'll have to do it at a much less opportune time: ......

Mm, of course, we don't say now!　One day!　Please!　If we don't do this, my concubine will cease to be a concubine!

'Oh, yeah. I know, I know, ....... Don't worry, I won't abandon you. If there's something you want, I'm going to make it happen as best I can.

Thus, the mistress would welcome the treacherous knight to the north.

There were various objections, but due to the track record of the mistress up to now, she managed to get her personnel to pass.

''-- Alright. So, ”Aikawa Uzumi (me)” is now your vassal. But don't forget the ”contract” (・・・・・・). Someday I'll betray the ”Lord who rules” and take the girl named Titty (・・・・・・・・・) out of ”here” (・・・・), even if it means destroying everything in viasia (・・・・・・). I will take you where you want to go.

Yeah, please. ......

'In return, I'll have to use the northern army for once. Because without the pawns, we can't break down the walls protecting the southern apostles.

It's not that easy.

”Tida, Rowen, and Fafner's Three Knights. And Nosfi. Keep these 'stealers of reason' in check with the power of the king you have, and in the meantime, I will kill the original apostle.

The killing of the Apostle, the cause of the burgeoning South.

That's not a bad story for the North. In the long run, it's something I would agree with as King of the North.

Yes.

The concubine didn't betray him.

It's the whirlpool wave that betrays, and the concubine doesn't betray anyone's expectations.

It was a very sweet escape route. She had no choice but to escape to that path. Even if it was a ploy by Uzumi. That's how far the mistress had to go.

''Wait for me, Lord. Soon I will betray you. And I will destroy your country. To be honest, I've always been disgusted with this country. This is a nation of incompetents living off the apostles' advice. And on top of that, they've turned this stupid girl into a thief, worshipping and relying on such a stupid girl as the Lord who controls them...!　Oh, it's repulsive!

Yeah, you want to go there: ......?

'I can't think where I was. It's so crazy in the north and south, it's honestly weird.

Mumuu: ......

My country's low opinion of our country from the founder of the South makes me puff out my cheeks a little.

As a king, I should have argued against it, but my mistress didn't say anything back.

It was because the non-king part of the concubine agreed with that story.

A part of her felt as disgusted and disgusting as Uzumi, and in the back of her mind, she thought that she was just as disgusting as Uzumi.

After all, Uzunami is the one who understands his mistress.

And with Uzumi as her knight escort, more months passed.

Thanks to the numbness of my sense of time, the time came quickly.

I don't know when, but very early on, Uzuraha tells his mistress.

I don't know when, but very early on, Uzumi tells her mistress: ”--It's over. I've made the arithmetic. Thanks to Serdra and Ayd, we have succeeded in dividing the three knights. From now on, I will abandon this country and go hunt down the Apostle Sith.

Finally, it's over: ......?

Yeah, it's over. You need to run, now is your chance. I'm going to make sure that the notoriety you're worried about is going to be directed at me alone as much as possible. Well, at the very least, there will be half as much infamy as me.

”Nah, then my mistress will escape ....... I want to escape .......

Thus, when the battle between the North and the South reached its climax, the king, the concubine, and the Knight Commander of the Kingsguard, Uzura Wave, disappeared from Viaisia.

The fact that they were not alone, but two, made their feet lighter.

His body was at its limit, but he managed to move just because he had someone who understood to lead him.

In the dark night, the concubines fled from the North Country.

They ran and ran and ran and ran, covered in mud, through the war zone.

Then, when they crossed the border and reached an unnamed village, the concubine thanked them.

''-- Uzura Wave ....... Thank you ...... for betraying your mistress. Thank you so much for giving up on my mistress's country .......

Now you're free. North or south, it doesn't matter. Get out of here and run to another continent.

Out in the country, on a meadow at night, the concubine was weeping.

Dressed in a ragged rag that did not look like a king's, and with her proud green hair tied up like a village town girl, she wept like a child, no longer bothered by anyone's eyes.

Her whole body was shaking with the liberating feeling that she was no longer the king.

However, the trembling was not only due to rapture.

There was also a little fear mixed in.

No matter how much he himself had abandoned his role as king, the people would not admit it. Perhaps the northern nations would look for a concubine.

What's more, just imagining the future of Vieisia without her concubine is scary.

Although it wasn't determined that it would be absolutely ruined, there was no doubt that this possibility had increased.

So.

Even at this moment, I'm afraid of myself thinking that it might be better to go back. Of course, even more than that, I'm standing still because I'm afraid of going back to that hellhole again.

Due to a mixture of factors, my body didn't stop shaking at all.

Looking at the mistress who has been crying all the time, Uzuraha sighs.

''...... haha. If you're afraid of being alone, come with me. That alone should make a lot of difference.

She reaches out her hand.

The concubine, who was dying of heartache, reflexively takes his hand.

Uzumi is even more dismayed by such a hesitant mistress.

'Are you really coming, you ....... Even if you follow me, you'll only be used. Don't be so easily tricked. You stupid b*tc* .......

And he took pity on his overly pitiable mistress and informed her of his own intentions in advance.

But I know. But I know, I still want to follow her.

...... It's fine. You can deceive and use your mistress more and more. So let me follow you just a little bit more.

I honestly didn't know what I was going to do from now on, alone.

Even if I were to return to my hometown, I was confident that I would go mad from loneliness if I didn't have someone to live with.

Most of all, she also had a true feeling that she didn't want to let go of Uzumi, the only person who understood her mistress.

''Hmm. Besides, it would be too much for you to handle on your own, wouldn't it?　Even though the three knights have been successfully quarantined, there are still those who steal the reason for the light left in the apostles. You really want this 'demon king's' power, don't you?

'Oh ......, God!　You're such an idiot, dude!　After paying so much money, now you're going to throw away your life as well ......!

It's fine. Let me join you, Uzumi. I'd like to help you out a bit. ......

I'm not saying you can't: ....... I'm just saying that it's never a problem to have the strength to fight, .......

-- Thus, the Southern Apostle Defeat Party was born.

It was the best anti-apostle party imaginable on this continent at this time.

After that, the concubine and Uzura Wave headed southward from the border to the castle of Hoozeyards, where the apostle would be.

However, of course, there were pursuers on the way ...... to the city.

First of all, it's the perfect vizier-sama of the north, the 'one who steals the reason for the tree' id.

''--Uzuraha-sama!　Why?　Why did you betray yourselves!

The id ....... Sorry, I don't have anything to talk to you about .......

The vortex wave did not respond to the pursuit of the Viasia State Prime Minister.

''Then, 'The King Who Rules' (Lord)!　You fight!　With that traitor there!　You can win, even against a primordial opponent!

'Goodbye, id ....... Mistresses go with the vortex waves. ......

”Ro, 'The Lord who rules'!　What do you mean by that!

After all, she was only a child. ......

”The Lord who rules!　Why on earth!　'The King who rules (Lord), the King who rules (Lord)', 'The King who rules (Lord)', 'The King who rules (Lord)'.

He leaves his brother, who called his sister king until the end.

And the next battle was against the causal enemy, the southern banner-sama 'The One Who Steals the Light's Reason', Nosfi.

We were hiding in the non-war zone and approaching the castle of Hooziyaz from behind.

In the empty darkness, a glowing girl was waiting for me.

'Lord ......, Lord Lord Lord Ro--Oooh!　Why!　Why are you two here, together with Uzumi-sama!

That's our line: ......?　Why is Nosfi here ......?　You are the flag of hope for the South, so make sure you're on the front lines!　The South is in danger!

''I don't want to be told by you right now ....... To begin with, my purpose is Uzumi-sama, the only person ......!　There's only one!

The mistress is surprised by his unhesitating reply.

The power relations on the battlefield are no longer a mess.

If it was to be mistress's turn, she thought it would be a little later, but Nosfi's appearance was quicker than she had expected.

''Uzumi, let the mistress take care of things here.

Instead of Uzumi, who would be hard to say, the mistress suggests first.

”...... Oh. Please.

After a bit of hesitation, Uzurinami ran off. He ran without saying a word to Nosfi, who would have been following him, and without giving him a second glance.

Behind her, Nosfi tried to chase after her.

''Wait, please don't!　Master Uzumi!　Please listen to me!　Everything that happened that day was a misunderstanding!　Let's talk about it first--!

You're as busy as ever, Nosfi. But since Uzumi is busy, let's have a little fun with the mistress. It wouldn't be bad to end the battle here, would it?

But the mistress stops her by standing between them.

Naturally, Nosfi is furious.

'Get out of my way!　Lord oo--!

Nosfi screams and attacks.

The flag in his hand and his mistress's bayonet clash with each other.

---The final battle for her begins.

And it is also the time of the concubine's end.

So, Mistress does not know what happened to Uzumi and the apostles after this.

All she knows is Nosfi and her own end.

''--Aah, aah!　Ah, aaaaaaahhhh!

Nosfi roared while becoming a 'half corpse' (half monster).

The battle between the representatives of the North and the South, rather than clearing the surrounding area, extended to the castle town.

As if struck by a thousand storms, the capital of the South collapsed.

Most of it was the work of Nosfi, the supposed savior of the south.

The roaring Nosfi's figure, roaring like a monster, no longer retained its human form.

''This is a snake of light--!　No, the half-snake man (lamia) species!

With all his power released, Nosfi's half body had turned into a snake.

His life was cut down by the power beyond his limits, and the way he continued to fight even though he was half dead, he was no longer a 'Banner of Light'. It is trying to become the light itself.

But it's still not enough.

No matter how much he pushes the limits, Nosfi is too new to be a 'stealer of reason'. On the other hand, the mistress is the oldest 'the thief of reason'.

The difference in their absolute experience will decide the game.

''Wow, I'm inferior to you!　Then give me more power--!　I need more power--!　If it's from this 'World Dedication Formation', then aaaaah!

However, Nosfi did not admit defeat.

It's a good thing that you're not the only one who has the ability to do this.

But it was too huge a force to be handled by one person.

''No, Nosfi!　I won't let you do that--!

If this is the case, the magic power will go out of control. And on an unprecedented scale.

If left unchecked, there will be a lot of deaths in the south - and not just that, the continent will be blown up.

That's what you can be sure of, that magic power is packed into that magic circle.

The continent would be blown away.

In other words, the north would be involved as well.

I'm no longer a king.

I have nothing to do with the North.

The current mistress is just a traveler.

But that didn't mean she couldn't be abandoned.

I don't want to see innocent people die.

That is her nature.

She wants to save everyone, and will do everything in her power to stop Nosfy.

That battle can no longer be called a human battle.

The mistress also became a 'half corpse' by getting serious, which made it look like a summit battle between a monster and a monster.

However, the conclusion of the decisive battle of the century would end at the hands of a third party.

Suddenly, the magic circle made a completely different move and was about to swallow Nosfy.

''--NA!　Nosfies are destroying themselves!　No, it's being swallowed up by the camp!　No way, the true purpose of this camp is to capture - or rather, absorb - the concubines, ”the one who steals reason”!　Stop your interference with the magic circle, Nosfi!　If you don't do it, we'll all fall together!

It became a demonic magic circle that melted everything on the continent.

''I won't stop!　If this kills 'the one who steals reason' as well!　The road will be a painful one!　In fact, I see this as an opportunity!　Yeah, a positive attitude is what I'm all about!　Be clean and right, move forward, move forward, one day your wish will come true...!

It's true that the concubine's body has been affected as well.

But even more than that, Nosfi is in danger.

''You must stop!　Can't you see that the mistress does not want you to die!

'I don't want you to die!　What are you talking about, Lord!　We are the enemy!　It's the enemy!

'No!　If only we'd met differently, we could have been friends!　Yes, if only fate were a little different, we could all get along!　The fight to date has taught me that, mistress!

'Too late!　It's too late for everything!　Lordy oo--!

-- In the end, there was no way to persuade them, and the concubines were struck by each other.

No, is it more accurate to say that both of them were killed by the magicians .......

As the continent engulfs me, I think.

Perhaps the power of this magic circle was the work of Vortex Wave. He hated the world as well, but he especially hated 'those who steal reason'.

From the beginning, he might have planned to erase his mistress and Nosfi together here.

Feeling the disappearing body, I mocked myself.

Ah, I've been fooled by the vortex wave. ...... Haha .......

But I'm relieved that the death was better than I thought it would be.

It wasn't as painful as when he was king in Vyasia Castle.

At least it wasn't eternity now.

The fact that she was spared from eternal torment was the best thing that could have happened to her concubine.

Consumed by the magic circle, her body shattered, she laughed as she disappeared into the darkness.

Ah, this is death. This is the end.

Vanishing, becoming nothing.

To be honest, I'm a little scared.

But more than that, it's a relief.

I can be free. At last, everything can be over.

I can end ...... and finally .......

You can go back to her...... and this...... and go home to ----

Those were the last words of my mistress.

-- were meant to be (・・・・・・・).

After a bit of time, I notice something unusual.

In the midst of the darkness, my consciousness does not disappear for any length of time.

There is nothingness, and the ego that is me continues to be maintained.

...... Ah, that?

The mistress is supposed to be dead.

So I couldn't help but wonder why she was still conscious.

And more than that bewilderment, it was frightening.

The fact that it's not over yet makes my soul tremble with fear.

...... What does this mean?

As the question popped into my head, the words 'labyrinth' and 'guardian' entered my mind. And while the information is vague, it is made known.

--I'm not going to be able to get out of it. I'm sure that the guardians will be able to disappear with that qualified person, so wait until then.

...... Is this the voice of the Vortex Wave?

The explanation of this inexplicable situation is given in the voice of the one who once understood.

--that the 'stealer of reason' born by the apostle is immortal and immortal. That they cannot die easily as long as they are undead. And, among other things, Lord Titi's undeath is so thick that he is in trouble - he was taught that he is in trouble.

...... Suddenly, if you say unrequited, we are in trouble too. I don't know about that.

...... What?　Then what do you want?