265 246 Deceive me, do you feel better too?

"- And the rest of the brainwashing was solved."

On the morning of the bright light, hundreds of subordinates lined up in front of the Imperial Castle to listen to the speech of Emperor Gold Marvel.

Confessing that the emperor had been brainwashed by the occupier Spica Amrit for two years, the place becomes noisy with Russia.

And everyone who knew the previous emperor was convinced that the emperor's anomaly was due to brainwashing.

Suddenly, the policy shifted from tough and harsh meritocracy until then to a crude national strategy that could not even be called pacifism. Few did not wonder. But whoever was found out the cause, and who was able to solve it, was not alone... yes, until yesterday.

"It was Seven that saw through the brainwashing by Spica and solved the rest of the brainwashing. Seven took no notice of her danger, and she invited Spica to save the rest from brainwashing. Exactly, he is a great hero of salvation!

The Emperor exalts Seven with a vocal admiration, with less beautification.

He was truly grateful from the bottom of his heart. The moment the brainwash unraveled, I was frightened to the bottom of my heart. But he was tempered, also because of his responsibilities as emperor, but, most importantly, because he had a presence called Seven.

I was convinced Seven would take care of it.

No, I was convinced Seven was the only one left to me.

Seven's contribution to the Marvel Empire is immense, and its achievements cannot be ignored.

Even in one case over a small sizzling country with the Kingdom of Holland, Seven achieved a strong peace, not just peace, with Spica's brainwashing interfering, bringing it one-on-one with Nova to draw, and letting the boss material of the Class A dungeon be held as a souvenir.

Perhaps King Orange wouldn't have been convinced if he hadn't given that thundermonkey fur to Nova. The emperor, knowing the character of King Orange, thought so.

And most importantly, to have seen through Spica's M.O. and unbrainwashed the Emperor. This became the greatest feat of all time, saving the emperor and saving the empire. Thanks as one individual, Gold Marvel, and as Emperor of the Marvel Empire, these two synergies had made the Emperor no longer think of Seven only as a hero.

Complete over Nato Shaman, deliberately drawn to Nova Barthelemon, and enough to defeat Casablanca in an instant, he also has the strength of Yangtian.

Much admired also by the faces of the highly habitual Fifth Platoon and the prized Kingsguard Knights, as well as the popularity from the like-minded maids of rumor tales, with no black rumors. Plus, I even have a glimpse of that cigarone, and I feel like my real brother to the light.

I don't feel like showing up for decades, hundreds of years to come, such as more than seven. The emperor couldn't help but think so.

"Oh, pity for the rest! I didn't know Spica had been told for two years! I can't face the people who live in the Empire! Where the rest of us have ruled the Empire unchanged, the people will not follow! Therefore, I have decided the rest!

If you want to rebuild the Marvel Empire, now. Only now is Seven gaining momentum. We just have to build on that tremendous momentum and get the empire pulling up again as it sinks into the mud -.

"The rest, take responsibility for this one - let's give the Emperor's throne to the next generation!!

To a sudden proclamation, a twist occurs.

But the Emperor's mouth never stops.

"We don't even have to talk about who the next emperor is! It is no longer self-evident reason that those who have devoted themselves most to the importance of this empire deserve it!

"Oh, wait! Father!"

"Oh, my God, Merson! Shield me!

"No! I thought it might be too soon!

"Shut up......! I didn't think I was the next emperor, did I? The rest will be angry with you. What were you doing while the rest was being brainwashed? What have you been doing for two years!

That's what the emperor insists on Melson, who raised his hurry.

It was a statement that put myself on the shelf, but it was also an indisputable fact. Compared to Seven, which has been resolved in less than a month, Merson doesn't work too much. That's the same thing with Nato and Wright. Therefore, I had to shut up.

"It's Cigarone!

"Finally calling, Your Majesty"

"In time, while in the position of unfamiliar prime minister, he did so. While they were brainwashed, they opposed and sometimes forcefully adopted policies on many matters. You have the strength to penetrate your beliefs. In the dawn of the new emperor's reign, we ask for a general."

"Of course I'll sit down."

The only thing about Cigarone, the Emperor valued it highly.

Cigarone is like the petitioner of meritocracy. I have unblemished faith in the Empire as it was on the day of my existence.

He had always raised his NO against the opportunistic attitude of the brainwashed emperor. I couldn't get tired of it, and there was some arbitrariness, such as ordering Seven to defeat Nova in confidence. It is difficult to say that it would otherwise be a very good thing, but the Emperor had entrusted him with the general of the Empire because he was such a man.

"Father, you and I disagree."

"Melson, I know the heart that loves your country. It's only if... you know this."

"When you become emperor, the empire dies"

That's something I haven't been able to say for two years because I've been brainwashed.

The emperor thought Merson was not the only one who deserved it as the next emperor.

"Hey, why!! Why...!?

"I'll say it's for the country, but the fruit of it, you just want to be emperor. The only empire you want is the empire you are emperor. I just want to move the empire the way I want it to, get a tentative (rassomy) peace of mind, and be filled. If those who were meant to be emperors became emperors, the empire would gradually decline."

"I won't sit down for that!!

"Either way, I can't leave the empire to you. It's Merson...... love isn't just about getting it and not letting it go. Giving up is also love. Don't get me wrong, fool."

"Huh...!

Merson is stunned by a sermon from his father that has never been given in the last two years.

We're back, when Merson respected the Emperor, Gold Marvel.

His father, who thought he had lost his heart, regained his former majestic emperor by brainwashing him.

And Gold's words were poking sharply at Merson's drawings.

She still doesn't have enough power, like Gold, to pull the empire. I also have that awareness. I could have expected that the empire would be greatly weakened if I became emperor myself.

But I had no other choice.

That's why you assume you're no better than reigning as emperor. Even if that was a tentative first relief.

"Father! Then, at least, continue to reign as Emperor!

"Then no."

"Why!

"The rest betrayed trust from the people. As it is, the people will not follow."

"It's not your father, it's Spica's fault! Isn't Father responsible for anything!

"I do. I do, it's Merson. An emperor is not as simple as being good and evil and being able to speak. Now there must be one who is most in need in the Empire."

"But......!

"Shit! I've already decided the rest, I won't let you talk extra!

Melson with a look of despair, poked at by Gold.

Though slightly biased, her patriotism is real.

If it's to protect the country, it's enough not to even hate (say) being grounded.

That's why I eat down so much.

She had the certainty that Seven was the enemy.

That's very sensational stuff. But it is no exaggeration to say that I was thus certain.

It's like when Bal Moreau was sent in boxes, an atmosphere that can hardly be said to stir up fear, drifting from the entire body of Seven.

I don't think I'm on your side very well, yes, if you can, “monster" is like wearing clothes, wearing people's skins, walking.

When Seven becomes emperor, the empire will be over. Over and over again, she has complained that way. But I just told you why, and there was no way you could convince me...

"But I'm sorry for the rest that it was so sudden. Therefore, the reign shall be five days from now, and today we shall enter into the covenant of parents and children. Seven will be his remaining son, and then he will succeed the Emperor."

To Gold's proclamation, the lights round his eyes.

I wish I was my brother, but the person I thought I was half joking about is really going to be my brother-in-law. Wright continued to be surprised long after the speech began, but was most surprised by this announcement.

"Shit!"

Melson, on the other hand, tongues frustrated to see how such a light looks.

Until recently, an incompetent brother fought for the throne of the emperor. I thought it was a ferocious wildcat that bites anyone... but now I even lost that ambition, my nails were cut off, and I was a grown-up like a cat with a cat.

Oh, and Merson is convinced.

It was the other way around. Wright wasn't using Seven for the Emperor's throne, Seven was using Wright for the Emperor's throne.

The lights are plunged in by Seven. The emperor, too, likewise.

All in the form of a seven.

The Marvel Empire is no longer, as Seven intended...

"Get your parents and children ready for the cup! I'll do the cup more than this!

Seriously, I'm going to yabe.

What do I do, this. Can I remain emperor?

No, as an empire, you can't do it, you can't do it.

'Cause in less than a week it's been a month. My vacation is over. And then what happens?

The emperor instantly switches (...).

I'm not Seven, I'm Second. No matter what anyone says, it's a second first test. It is the enemy of the Empire who boxed Bal Moreau and sent him back on a cool flight.

Such a one became a Kingsguard knight of the prince, a general with a handle, recognized by the emperor Gold Marvel, and finally an emperor. This is an undeniable fact. Everyone is trying to make me general and emperor.

Yes, it is. It's not my fault. It's everyone's fault. Spica, Merson and Gold are mainly bad.

... I don't care anymore ~ ~

"Let me check."

A knight who had introduced himself as a mediator (Baishaku), dressed as a knight with a hot and painful cloak, poured liquor into the cup and sipped it up all at once on his own.

I see. Poisonous. For a moment, I was anxious to be a parent and child with him. That's not true.

Well, naturally, there was nothing like a knight dying instantly.

When the knight wipes the cup with paper, he keeps doing the cup and mouth again now.

"Your Majesty, please drink just how you feel, and I hope you give it to me"

After a long story, the knight took the cup with the liquor in front of the emperor and said so, quietly lowered.

The emperor nods one, tipping the cup slightly and sipping the liquor quietly.

The knight who saw it lowered the cup once, stated his mouth, then brought it before my eyes and stated his long mouth again.

I don't know, you're like a ninja. What the hell happened to such a culture being passed on to the Empire? Speaking of which, it felt similar to the Cuberos. You look like a mafia, but you're a Japanese ninja. After all, it's a game made in Japan, so I wonder if that kind of culture is inherited in a weird way.

"When you're ready, I hope you drink up in one breath and serve in a nostalgic way"

What a lot of thought, he's ready.

I don't miss these clothes, even if they tell me to treat you like a nose. I guess the inventory is fine.

"Mmm..."

Place the cup on your mouth and open your mouth thinly.

Soon, the liquor broke into my mouth.

"- Huh!?

Shit, I'm hit... "Bawi Extract”. I was alarmed. I drank it.

No way. Why didn't the Emperor die? Yeah, I get it, that time you lowered it once. The knight of the mediator must have set it up.

I zeroed the contents of the cup to the ground and took the cup to the inventory.

Still, it's been a long time - this look (...).

Reis... can't. The effect of Bawi kept me breathless. Worst case scenario, it's my place. Bawi's lethal poison first affects Reis when it is changing in Reis. I studied.

And in this world, they can't bring a dead servant demon back to life. Oh, shit, I'm sorry, I accidentally... thanks for everything, Race.

"Se, Seven... that, what do you look like...?

The emperor pointed at me in amazement and said so in a trembling voice.

That look and nothing, this is who I really am.

You're surprised I switched to someone else in an instant... the contents don't change a bit.

However, the extent of empire meritocracy seems to be problematic just because the appearance has changed.

"If you want to glorify meritocracy, you have to admit me, Gold Marvel."

"What...?

I don't know if that's the case, or if this is the right time for a mess audience to solve a change.

But thanks to you, I had a stomp to reopen.

Come on, what do we do, this? How am I supposed to end this?

"... SE, SECOND FIRST TEST......!!

Behind Melson, a long-haired man screamed and slipped his hips into him.

Oh, I remember. Serum. You're the dog of the empire who was using the Spirit of the Wind Nünfe.

At the same time as that cry, the audience goes out of their way to make a noise.

I guess we all know. The enemy of the Empire, the name of the Second First Test. You make me kind of happy.

"SE, Seven......?

Second, Light's face gets into my eyes.

... he looked anxious.

It's like a face that's about to cry out now. "You've been cheating on me?" But the expression is one step ahead of despair. Everything so far is about to collapse in an instant and cause deep wounds to my heart.

Stupid bastards make you do that.

"Light!! Don't run, fight it!! Think with your head!!

- It's the other way around.

At times like this, anyway, butterfly, push with momentum. Whatever you want, take the lead, make your own pace. I would definitely do that if this were a game.

"The growth that you believed, that you relied on and that you showed was all a lie? Look, I don't think so."

Break the air, confuse it, bring it to your attention, dominate the place, create an environment where you can lend your ears, then hit the real deal.

At the earthen pitch, I realized I was growing up during this vacation, too.

It's a conversation with the game... and vice versa. The conversation was another game.

"I'll leave it to you, too, just as you left it to me. Wright, think with your head about what you're going to do."

"My... with my head...?

Wright listened to me with a serious look and groaned with a wrinkle between his eyebrows.

... while doing so, gradually, I can see the knights surrounding me while maintaining a certain distance. You're so alert, you're fifteen meters away.

Perhaps the main force is the facade of the Kingsguard Knights with Empress Merson. Behind it is also the figure of a soldier. That one, perhaps, Mr. Cigarone waved the extraction.

Surrounded by these numbers, it's hard to beat a boulder. Running is easy, but I don't want to.

Well, what do we do? Wright is still thinking. The emperor had already evacuated. Merson goes behind the knights with Nato. Mr. Cigarone is......

"- Everybody, him! That man is no longer a hero or anything! Enemy of the Empire!

With Merson's decree, the knights draw swords together.

And you try to pack the distance towards me...

…………

That, back.

Besides, there is one man who can put a mask (...) on his face.

The moment I saw that, almost reflexively - I closed my eyes, blocked my ears, and crouched.

Immediately after.

"Out of the way sulnaaaaaaaa!!!!

A disastrous scream sounded like something that I didn't think belonged in this world... Hundreds of people other than me who were here instantly became abnormal "wars” and incapacitated to fight.