Episode 416
This is someone I’ve never seen in my past life, but that’s secondary.
“You’re not dead yet?”
{Yes. The reason why the atmosphere in Tulkan has been so turbulent recently was clearly because the Emperor’s life was running out, but everyone was wrong.}
Looking at this, our Aveiro.
“I guess you weren’t expecting that.”
{To be honest, yes. I thought that Emperor Philip would die in one way or another, so that Crown Prince Iskandar could take the throne.}
But that was wrong.
“It looks like he’s up to something again, so just leave him alone.”
These words also implied that everything that happened here should be left to me. The quick-witted Aveiro nodded.
{Yes, my lord. Be careful.}
That’s really interesting.
Even though many things have changed since my past life, I never thought I would see Emperor Philip.
What kind of person is he?
Chapter 4
The palace of Tulcan was as cold as an ice age.
A cold, gentle breeze called charisma.
All the princes were confused.
He kept his mouth shut, and so did all the nobles near the palace. Even the commoners kept their mouths shut.
The great hall of the Tulcan Imperial Palace.
There, everyone turned their gaze to one side.
A gaunt but strong impression.
Distinctive facial features and thick, stubborn eyebrows.
A closed mouth.
Philippos Tulcan.
He is the current emperor of the Tulcan Empire, both in name and reality, and he is the man who took the throne after eliminating all of his former political enemies.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Tulcan’s status on the current continent was created by Philippos.
From the moment he gave birth to a child called the Crown Prince, he was extraordinary.
The emperor looks around the crowd.
“What were you guys doing while the Red Gate was falling?”
No one could answer, because they did nothing.
To be exact, it’s not that I didn’t do anything, it’s that I couldn’t do anything.
Because they were fighting for power while the Red Gate was falling.
I thought that if I sat on the emperor’s throne, everything would go smoothly.
The Emperor waking up from his sickbed? I couldn’t even imagine.
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What this means is that there are still many people who don’t understand the situation.
Philip asks his ministers with an angry face.
“What did you do when the Duke of Paste was dying, the walls were falling down, and the land we were supposed to defend was trampled by the enemy?”
It was overwhelming charisma.
It was impossible to ignore the fact that he had reached the level of an intermediate master, but the atmosphere he was in right now was not that of a mana user, but that of a human being.
“Is this a position you covet? If someone who is not qualified sits in this position, they will be eaten up faster than anyone else. In my opinion, there is no one in Daejeon who is qualified for this position. Not a single one.”
“… … .”
“I will give you one last chance. Activate each gate and gather your troops. Whoever stops him will become the emperor.”
It was groundbreaking and shocking.
“The first and second were the main ones, right? Forget about them all. The third, the fourth, and even the princesses over there. I will give them all a chance to become emperor.”
All the ministers of Daejeon were in an uproar.
This could be the starting point of a change of power.
No, this is a turning point in history.
Why didn’t the 3rd and 4th princes covet the throne?
There is only one. In the history of Tulcan, the successor to the throne was traditionally the crown prince, and even if the successor changed due to unavoidable circumstances, it was limited to the second. Not even for a moment did he step down.
But the current emperor has declared that this history may now be broken.
oh my god.
“Go.”
Everyone nodded at the emperor’s words.
Crown Prince Iskandar was also there, and strangely enough, Iskandar’s eyes were relaxed.
Iskandar bowed his head politely, as if all of this had been planned out in his head. Or as if it had been intentional. Or as if it had been a mastermind.
Iskandar was still in Tulkan.
Not yet.
* * *
I took a step.
The Red Gate has collapsed, and the Blue Gate is next.
The blue wall you see in front of you now is the Blue Gate. It is a great fortress that runs along the Ordin River, a great river that flows into the Black Sea.
As far as I understand, this includes four viscounts, four barons, three earls and one marquess.
In any case, 200 years ago, the founder of Tulkan drove the soldiers of Teslan into the Ordin River, destroyed the river’s dam, and drowned tens of thousands of soldiers. This is the place where that history is embedded.
Then, at that moment, I ended up laughing. Because that river was unusual.
A tremendous flow of mana began to arise from the Ordin River, and the entire river began to rise into the sky.
Yeah, that’s how it should be.
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I would have been really disappointed if it had been as trivial as when the Red Gate was taken down.
Like a scene from history 200 years ago, something no one had ever experienced before.
A huge river stretched out towards me.
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A huge amount.
A huge amount of water, enough to easily cover two or three cities, covers me.
I picked up the Heavenly Horse Sword.
Water has no form. It doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist, but it doesn’t mean that it can’t be cut. A true swordsman is someone who can cut such things.
If you can do that, you can rule the world.
Of course, this doesn’t mean just cutting it.
He swung the Heavenly Horse Sword he was holding in his left hand.
From bottom to top. Direction is diagonal.
Crunch-
The sea parted.
It spread out in all directions, split apart.
When a river without a form splits, it is supposed to merge again, but that did not happen. The divided river did not merge. This means that my Heavenly Demon Sword cut off the very source of existence.
It also means that space has been cut.
The empty river, dozens of high circle mana users standing there and about six masters blinking.
It’s not like this.
I didn’t think of something like this.
That’s the look on his face.
After looking at them for a moment, I turned my gaze towards the sky again.
The sky was different from the normal sky.
Giant barrels were falling across the sky, crashing down on the plains where I was.
They look very similar to the oak barrels that were used to collect the blood of trolls after beheading them, and there are hundreds of them.
I wonder what’s in there.
I put the mana in my nose and sniffed it. Sniff.
A bit sour, like… … oil.
Oily smell.
Next. Kwaang- Kwaaang- Kwaaang-!!
Hundreds of oak barrels fell around me, turning the entire plain I was on into a sea of oil.
The reeds, which had already been lying wet, were now completely buried in the ground under the weight of the oil.
Looking at it, it doesn’t seem to be just oil.
An oil that has a kind of strengthening effect.
Next up, Pavababak-!
I looked up at the sky again. Arrows of fire were pouring down. They hit the ground and soon burst into flames.
The entire plain was burned.
That sight was so familiar. This was deja vu.
I’m sure there were many instances like this in my past life. Things like turning you into a sea of oil and lighting it on fire to burn you to death.
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I ignored it and walked on.
I walked through a sea of fire.
Once again arrows rain down from the sky.
I avoided them all just by broadening my senses and moving my steps.
I headed to the dry place where the river used to be.
The six masters were already in battle stance, as were the dozens of high-circle mana users surrounding them.
Everyone rushes in.
He swung his sword.
Crunch-
One person’s head is blown off. I lowered my head and put mana into my legs. The moment I thought that, bang.
The body stretches out.
The enemies who missed me in an instant had a bewildered look on their faces, and only one person was there.
The man in front of me was swallowing his saliva.
“Lewis Coleman, right?”
“… … Me… … How could you… … ?”
The reason why this rather sharp-looking man remains in my memory is simple: he was a half-blood.
As far as I know, he was a member of the Yaksha, that secret organization that swore allegiance to Iskandar? He was sitting pretty high up there, and he was probably the Third Prince at the time? He was working as a spy under him.
if.
“Is the third prince here too?”
He flinches and trembles.
That was the answer and confirmation.
“Okay then.”
He swung his sword.
Crunch-!
Louis Coleman’s neck decorates the sky.
He turned around and swung his sword once more.
Crunch-
Another Master’s neck pops up as he makes a surprise attack from behind.
He kicked the seat.
Kwaang- Kwajik!
He trampled the neck of the high circle mana user who was far away, pinning him to the ground, and then readjusted his grip on the sword.
Do you think they have any idea?
The current location is very strange.
The guys were all positioned in the direction I was looking while standing, in the direction I could see with my two eyes.
This was a really strange position. Or, to put it another way, a fantastic position for me.
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In that land that had become a sea of fire, I put my soul energy into the Heavenly Demon Sword.
He swung the sword that was sending out black energy in a continuous stream.
Oh my gosh-!!
Among them, there was one master who had a pretty good sense.
The master bent back with all his might.
So I was able to avoid it. But that was it.
Right now, my body was leaning back, so I couldn’t see the expression on the Master’s face, but I didn’t need to. He was probably terrified.
The trajectory of my sword strike.
Because everything in that path was torn in half.
The rest of the Masters, the high circle mana users, the trees and rocks above them, and the mountain, and the outposts stuck in between, all of them were cut in half.
The shatter of a mirror was the sound of everything in my swing breaking in half.
I walked slowly and stood next to the man who had collapsed.
Fire rising all around.
And I, who was in the middle of that sea of fire and didn’t care at all, lowered my head and looked at him.
He looks at me too.
He looked at me with astonished, terrified eyes and said something while trembling.
“I… … want to… live… … .”
I didn’t hear any more than that.
He held the Heavenly Horse Sword in his hands and stabbed him in the heart.
After I fully felt the breath stop, I pulled out my sword.
There are three princes at the Blue Gate? What kind of confidence is that, not asking for a coffin?
Of course, he’s an extra.
They are just common extras 1, 2, and 3 on the street. But they will be killed no matter what.
He just turned around.
Then the wall opened and a large crowd of people rushed out through it.
There were mana users, there were regular people, and there were wizards.
The number is a whopping 20,000, no. Looking at the more people coming from behind, it’s at least 50,000? It seems like it’s more than that.
He said he would live if I threw away Tulcan, but I can’t tell if he lacked faith or if he thought I was easy.
I just walked.
The robes of the Supreme Emperor, which the Jinjos wore, were so well-made that even in this sea of fire, not a single drop of blood was on them and they did not burn. There was not even a trace of soot.
Flutter.
My black robe fluttered in the wind, and I kicked my seat.
I and the tens of thousands of troops clashed as they stretched out like black streams.
