Episode 240
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The dragon’s roar, which seemed to shake the heavens and earth, echoed.
But the one who was roaring still had the form of a human being.
The roar of Arthur the Great, standing at the top of the empire, caused fear and shock to echo throughout the council chamber.
“Very well, Saxonian darling! I gladly accept your challenge!”
The Golden Monarch raised his voice without paying any attention.
“As the Emperor of the Empire, I announce to all lords! ──I will begin a war! I will begin a great war that will sweep away and burn to ashes all those who doubt me and the Empire!”
The pressure of having to kneel and bow your head just to hear the voice.
“So decide carefully! Suspect carefully! Suspect me and the Empire again and again! And I will gladly confirm your suspicions!”
It was here, where the princes of the entire empire were gathered, that the curtain rose on the war.
“Take up your weapons and remember that day. Remember the war of unification when my empire and my army trampled and burned the territories of this continent!”
The thirteen princes and princesses under the Emperor remained silent. The chairman of the council, Marquis Yuris the Bloody Duke, smiled crookedly.
The princes gathered in the council were trembling with fear, overwhelmed by the emperor’s awe.
Despite this, there were those who steadfastly maintained their composure.
The wet rat-like man, the Archduchess of Lancaster, Mistress Titania of the Marquess of York, and countless other riders of shadow.
And even the Shadow Lord, who stands at the top of them, was no exception.
“Okay, let’s start a war.”
Dale, the pitch-black gong, opened his mouth. He was not at all intimidated by the golden roar, and maintained his composure more calmly than ever.
“I will gladly prove to Your Majesty and the Empire my righteousness and unquestionable power, just as Your Majesty and the Empire have always done.”
The spirit of the times of the Empire and the Red Tower, the definition of power. The atmosphere in the council chamber was tense as if it would explode at any moment.
But in the midst of the tense standoff, the air pulled in never exploded.
Wars never start overnight, especially not in a war of such magnitude that it could engulf an entire continent in flames.
“The silence of the shadows ends here.”
However, this is already an irreversible fact.
A shadow has broken the silence against the Golden Empire, and it is the Shadow Lord himself.
“Very well, dear. I will gladly accept your doubts and challenges.”
Arthur the Great roared again, and the Shadow Lord turned away, leaving his laughter behind him. Following him as he walked away, the Duchess of Lancaster also stood up.
Next up, the Drowned Duke Barbarossa.
The heads of the three major ducal families that formed the Empire turned their backs on the Empire, and seeing this caused unrest among the lords once again.
Next, Mistress Titania of the House of York followed the Shadow Lord. Likewise, the lords who called themselves the Shadow Riders also began to rise one by one.
The procession leaves the Imperial Senate following the Shadow Lord.
That act meant only one thing.
In the meantime, the lords’ minds began to move quickly.
To fathom the order of power that is at work here.
Soon, a few lords, not the shadow riders but those who simply wished to resist the will of the Empire, rose up. Not many. But not few.
Towering.
Just then, the Shadow Lord, who had been moving forward calmly, stopped walking.
Just turn your head away.
“Isn’t the Heavenly King with us?”
Dale asked, turning his head. The peak of the White Tower, which was not moving at all, and the Heavenly King, who was claiming the ‘independence of the nation’ against the Empire, smiled silently.
“Your Majesty the Duke of Dale, no… … did His Excellency the Duke of Saxony know from the beginning?”
“What are you talking about?”
“That the independence of our country was nothing more than a trap to deceive the shadows.”
Dale nodded silently.
“Oh, this is true. I had a feeling that would be the case, and it was as expected.”
Cheon Sang-gong smiled happily.
“There is no way that the greatest genius in the empire, the black prince of the world, would fall for a scheme of this level.”
“… … .”
“But now the children’s play is over.”
“Unfortunately, I am no longer the ‘Black Prince.’”
Dale answered coldly.
“I speak to you as the black leader, ‘Chilheukgong,’ just like the Celestial Gong and the Bloody Gong.”
The greatest black magician on the continent, standing shoulder to shoulder with one of the five magicians on the continent.
Furthermore, a monarch who claims to be the leader of shadows in the conflict between gold and shadows.
“Our Goddess still wishes for our Church to be at peace with the Empire. And now, we have discovered your spy who has infiltrated the heart of the Church.”
“… … .”
It wasn’t hard to imagine who the ‘Dale’s spy’ that Cheon Sang-gong was talking about was. Aurelia, pure and false. A virgin who never doubted her beliefs and ideals until the very end. However, she was never Dale’s spy. It wasn’t even funny.
“The witch who took the name of the Virgin was not burned to death in the frozen soil of Saxony that day, was she?”
“Please think as you wish.”
Dale turned his head without paying attention. Amid the commotion, the Shadow Lord and his riders formed a procession.
Those who doubt the Golden Monarch and the power of the Empire.
An irreversible war has begun.
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Some time later, in the basement of the Red Tower.
A man was crossing a room in the basement where darkness had descended.
Flames flickered faintly around Marquis Yuris, the Bloody Duke, and following him was the Empire’s Second Prince Galahad.
“You said that this was an important task you would entrust to me before the great war?”
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“That’s right.”
The bloody ball smiled quietly and walked forward. Before they knew it, they had arrived at a secret room tightly bound by a high-level barrier.
“It is a grave task that only Prince Galahad can undertake.”
“But that is Brother Lancelot… … ”
“Oh, Prince Lancelot will also carry out his own mission, but he is nothing compared to Prince Galahad. His Majesty wishes to entrust this task solely to Prince Galahad.”
“Father, did you personally… …?”
He was incomparable to himself. He chose himself over Lancelot, who had been known throughout his life as the most perfect prince. The second prince, Galahad, held his breath at that fact.
“What on earth is that important task?”
“This is it.”
Squeak.
The room opened, and a whirling storm of magical power engulfed them. However, Bloodstained Ball easily swung his arm to stop it.
It was a place filled with pitch-black darkness where not a single ray of light could be seen.
And the bloody ball entered the room without hesitation.
Clang.
It was only after this that the sound of chains moving was heard.
A shadow swarmed through the darkness, moving so fast that it was impossible to keep up.
Phew!
Just then, a sound was heard as the shadow pierced through something.
The blade was sticking out, tearing at the chest of the Second Prince, Galahad.
“Uh, ah… … ?”
Galahad tilted his head for a moment, as if he couldn’t understand what was happening.
Choaack!
The sword was pulled out and Galahad’s body fell apart.
“It took a long time…
A voice came from the darkness. It was the voice of the shadow that had plunged its blade into Galahad’s body.
“Please forgive me.”
Marquis Yuris, the Bloody Duke, laughed quietly.
“If His Majesty learns of your existence, our entire plan will fall apart.”
“… … .”
“Please forgive me, God of the New World.”
The bloody ball bowed its head as it spoke. And as it bowed its head in front of the silhouette, there was no trace of loyalty towards the Golden Monarch.
“So, what do you want me to do?”
“Wear the shell of Galahad, the second prince of the golden blood.”
“Not the First Prince?”
“Ah, Sir Lancelot has already been consumed by the consciousness of ‘Sir Barthel, the Divine Sword.’”
“I miss Barthel, he’s still alive and not dead.”
“Strictly speaking, it would be correct to see it as something that is fused with the ego of Lord Bardell.”
The shadow remained silent.
After a moment of silence, he snatched up the body of the second prince, Galahad, who had fallen helplessly.
At the same time, the shape of a shadow was finally revealed in the darkness.
The warrior from another world was there.
A hunting dog betrayed and abandoned by the empire. The emperor of the empire abandoned him as he had lost his purpose, and the holy swordsman carried out the order and plunged his blade into the warrior’s back. Everyone believed without a doubt that the warrior of the other world was dead.
Even the warrior himself.
However, the warrior’s death was only a temporary one, and there was only one person on this continent who knew that he was not dead.
Bloody Duke Yuris Marquis.
After that, the bloody ball that had taken the warrior’s body in a state of lyricism had been waiting for this very day.
It is time for the ‘Lord of Violence’, who will truly lead this world to truth, to appear in the world, not with gold or shadows.
That day, the Bloody Ball recalled the world of truth that he remembered.
An empire of fire and steel that could even subdue the giants of outer space. And this man was the monarch of that empire. That is why, betraying both gold and shadow, Marquis Yuris the Bloody Duke willingly swore allegiance to the ‘God of the New World’.
Thinking of the fire and steel this man will bring.
“The time has come. I have waited a long time for it.”
“Yeah, I waited like a beggar for a long time.”
The warrior from the other world was already devouring the body of the second prince, Galahad.
“Overthrow the Lords of Gold and Shadow, and bring an empire of fire and iron to this land.”
The bloody ball knelt down before the warrior and spoke. The warrior, who had taken on the body of the second prince Galahad, looked around indifferently.
For an empire of gold and shadow, truth and lies, and violence that overwhelms them all.
“There is no reason for you to refuse to help me get revenge.”
And still the warrior from the other world was seeking revenge.
“Because I never forgot those bastards who stabbed me in the back.”
“What are you hoping for?”
“To bring down the empire with my own hands.”
The warrior from the other world spoke. The Bloody Ball smiled quietly at those words.
“And to establish my empire.”
“Please do what you wish.”
From the darkness, an otherworldly warrior wearing Galahad’s skin appeared.
“But before that, we need to settle the war that is currently engulfing the continent.”
“You want me to be your hunting dog again?”
“Oh, that’s impossible.”
The bloody ball smiled as if it was happy.
“I am telling you that the very chaos of this moment is the time to establish your empire.”
