70 70. 22. Ive barely adapted to the world (2) (1/2)

I've been awake for the last three weeks, but I haven't.

He was alive, but he was no different than dead.

All I can do is,

I just heard the wheels rolling hard.

With urgent shouts and screams.

I just held the broken heart and constantly energized it.

The last moments of the battle were repeated endlessly with the words of the Spearman in his head.

The appearance of the outsider, surrounded by Orcs, is so vivid. The knights and spearmen who died before my eyes were still good.

I felt like my heart was about to rip out.

This pain is a punishment for being a fool.

I just chewed up the pain.

I was relieved.

I wanted to be king, but I just left everything to the outsider.

I wanted to reach the transcendence but was not prepared to pay the corresponding price.

My plan was no different than that of an optimist.

My angle was just as fine as that of a child.

I was arrogant.

I was drunken by the glory of the past and saw everything under my eyes.

Even death is petty.

None of the many deaths I've watched is mine.

It was as if even death was a transcendent sheep snake.

All the actions and thoughts I did were no different from those of the humorous.

I was foolish, arrogant blind.

So I lost a lot.

And only then did I open my eyes.

I realized it now.

At that moment a new salt and a circle were engraved in my heart.

Head muscles.

I heard a message in my head.

[A new amusement...]

[A new characteristic…]

I did not listen.

What we need to do from now on is not to make a good poem.

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“Your Majesty! ”

It was certainly a pleasure for the unconscious prince to wake up. But no one could say it was a good thing to come to him. As soon as I saw his eyes glowing blue, my lips snapped.

Gulp.

Someone swallowed the drool.

Jubbuck.

The first prince took a hard step.

Jubbuck, Jubbuck.

While stumbling, he continued to move forward. The lords who did not know the English language were in front of him.

The lords were blinded. Earl Hestein stood up and said,

“Thy Majesty. I'm glad you're okay...”

The Count stretched out the sound of his mouth, and the prince's body tilted forward as if he were about to fall.

Earl Hestein, who was making fun of his mouth, reached out his hand and tried to support him.

The prince pushed the Count away.

Zec.

The Count opened his eyes. Until just now, Hestein's bodyguard was in the hands of the prince. Glug.

The red liquid flowing through the day fills my eyes.

The Count instinctively stabbed me. I didn't feel pain.

“Your Majesty. What are you...”

The sound of the horse boils like a spruce and the sound of cloudiness is mixed. The Count raised his hand and stabbed me in the neck.

A subtle sneeze touched my fingertips.

“Huh?”

There was a crack, a hot liquid poured out from it.

“Glug.”

Earl Hestein flips his eyes white and moves on.

“Count Hestein! ”

“Earl!”

There was a commotion one foot late. The lords screamed.

“Your Majesty! ”

Surprised ballerhards shout.

“Brother!”

The two princes rushed and stood in the way of the one prince. The one prince was dragging his sword and stepping toward the other lord. “Out of my way.”

Maximilian reached out and said in a deeply sunken voice.

“I'm angry too! I'm just like you! ”

The prince took a step aside instead of answering.

“But not like this! Now is the time for everyone to work together to stop the Orcs! ”

Maximilian stops it again.

“Consensus?”

One prince twisted his lips.

“It's not funny. ”

A voice as twisted as that twisted smile.

“Brother!”

Maximilian exclaims in haste.

“Vincent. How many messengers have we sent? ”

One prince asked.

“I sent a messenger once every three days for three months, about thirty people. ”

Vincent Ballerhard replied in a cold voice.

The prince sees Maximilian again.

Maximilian lowers his gaze without my knowledge.

“Thy Majesty. Z. Calm down. We had our own situation. ”

“Sire! No matter how guilty we are, you can't come here! No offense! It's not the law! ”

There were some who feared and reasoned, and some who protested against Count Hestein's death.

“In the context of the exhibition, I refused to convene a change bag without a valid reason, so it was a summary disposition. ”

Herchim Kiringer stepped forward and said in an abstract voice.

“I pretended not to know, even though the blood of the Leonberger royal family had reached a dangerous point, as if I had broken the vow of the Holy Ghost.

This is also a summary disposition. ”

It would not have worked as usual, but now it was an exhibition. The lords who grasped the situation late got tired of whitening.