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Aaron GaeXX
Clap clap clap clap!
Hans watched the collapsing god and roughly tapped my shoulder with his remaining hand.
Although he was coughing continuously, he paid no attention and kept knocking hard.
What Aaron showed was beyond Hans’ expectations.
Whether it was heading towards Hypocrisy alone, or the arrogance that came down for him, or even catching Hypocrisy in the end – none of it disappoints expectations.
“Ugh-.”
There was a squeal of air coming from the side. A death knight was stepping on the neck of an imperial knight cadre. Corpses were strewn all around him.
Hans, as always, took the best option when it came to helping Aaron.
I took the Death Knight made by the Warlocks. I couldn’t tell if it was a life-or-death decision or if it was guided by fate, but it was a masterpiece.
He fed it Hendrix’s corpse, and even the apostle he had picked up from where the Red Calamity had been. It seemed a little broken after stuffing it with various things, but it was not something Hans would consider.
Eventually, a pretty… no, extremely useful death knight was born, and he was used to deal with the Emperor’s guard.
It was quite a tough battle. From the moment the hypocrisy occurred, all the prophecies went wrong, so it was an exciting time filled with excitement and tension.
Anyway, Aaron did his best to reach the Emperor, and soon he was able to enjoy the thrill of being satisfied… no, easily surpassing him.
At that moment, Aaron was seen falling between red blood and flesh. He was falling roughly as if he had used all his strength.
Hans stared at the Death Knight for a moment. At first he thought the creature had murderous intent toward Aaron, but it didn’t seem like the creature wanted to kill Aaron.
Somehow, it turned out that there was a lot of stuff about Aaron in the Death Knight.
If faced with those two, how would Aaron react? And what choice would he make?
I already knew that I had reached the end, but it was an instinct that I couldn’t help but be greedy.
Hans grabbed the Death Knight and snapped his fingers.
Then, those who were falling stopped for a moment. They did it simply because they thought that Aaron would have done the same.
My lifespan is running out because I’ve been using ancient magic over and over again, but what good is that?
Hans would have died immediately without any regrets.
I snapped my fingers again.
The two of them disappeared-.
Only a few dozen corpses remained.
***
When God disappeared, the things that made him up lost their strength and fell away.
Those who were holding him up fell down screaming.
It was fortunate that the god was lying down, but it was still dangerous.
At that moment, all those who had been falling stopped moving. It was only for a moment, but that alone dispersed the shock.
Soon they fell again, tangled, and screams erupted.
A bright light poured in from behind again.
It was Brighton. Brighton ran, shining brighter than ever before.
The veins on his face burst and his body trembled as if he was trying too hard, but he did not stop praying.
The other priests also hurriedly followed him and began to pray.
Before heading to the capital, the special training he received from Brighton in the name of worship shone through.
A bright white light started from Brighton and spread widely as it passed through the priests.
As it continued, the light expanded in size and embraced everyone without discrimination.
It was present in everyone, whether they were imperial or rebel.
The wounds of those touched by the light began to heal.
“···miracle.”
The words someone muttered gradually spread far and wide.
The gap felt even more acute because I had just been confronted by that terrible god.
Soon the word saint passed from mouth to mouth.
“First! Evacuation is the priority! If we’re not careful, something big could happen, so let’s all stick together and get the people out! Follow the knight – Adela –!”
At that moment, a blonde knight suddenly shouted loudly and ran out.
Those who came to their senses at that shout raised their voices even louder. Each gave orders in rough language. Save those who were overlapping.
The imperial army, which had come to their senses, and the rebels who had just pointed their swords at them, all threw down their weapons and turned towards the entangled people.
The situation became much easier when the wizards who had approached joined in.
Among them, the purple-haired girl was particularly outstanding. Dozens of people were lifted into the air at the gesture of the girl.
It was a bit rough, but it seemed inevitable given the urgent situation.
While everyone was getting so worked up, there was someone who was stepping on them and advancing.
“Joanna! Even if you take off your armor, if you keep stepping on people….”
Joanna ignored Johelia’s words and headed towards the innermost part.
Just as the god was collapsing, Joanna caught a glimpse of Aaron.
It didn’t seem like Aaron would die if he got stuck there, but I was going to find him first.
Joanna threw the troublemakers behind her.
“Joanna! If you throw a person like that… he’ll catch it?”
Johelia, who had glanced behind her, helped Joanna. She continued to throw people. Some ran away along the way, but she caught them and threw them.
I kept digging like that.
I searched so hard that my arms wouldn’t move, but-.
Aaron wasn’t there.
I won-!
A belated cheer erupted from behind.
Joanna chewed her lip as she looked at the empty floor.
***
···hmm.
I slowly opened my eyes, feeling dizzy.
Then, he let out a small sigh at the sight he saw.
Now that I’ve caught the hypocrisy, I thought it was over.
When I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t expecting anything that great.
But isn’t the black knight who keeps stretching out his life a bit too much?
‘Your body shape looks familiar.’
The size was very familiar. I felt like I had seen it somewhere.
Moreover, the aura it gave off was quite impressive.
Why is there such a thing? Is hypocrisy hiding its last resort? He really was a fucking bastard.
Aside from the bath, I checked my body while examining the guy. Surprisingly, my body was in good condition. It was clean, as if someone had treated me.
But there was no karma at all.
– You poured so much, do you want it to stay?
He clicked his tongue slightly at the arrogant voice that reproached him. He was a narrow-minded man.
He clicked his tongue at him. If that guy were to use Aura on a knight-.
‘···Can’t you handle Auror now?’
Since you’ve eliminated the hypocrisy that’s at the center of Aura, you probably won’t be able to use Aura.
There was even a sword right in front of me, lying there quietly, as if telling me to pick it up.
Knock knock. I stared at him and grabbed the handle of the knife. He didn’t stop me.
At that moment, I heard a cough from the side. I turned my head and saw a familiar face. It was Hans.
His handsome face was as pale as a corpse, and red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His breathing was faint.
‘I’m going to die soon.’
I don’t know what he did, but he looked like he was going to suffocate at any moment.
The bastard raised his head and stared at me, his eyes bright and sparkling in an unusual way.
It was said that he appeared in Cassidy immediately through space travel, and it seemed like he brought me here.
As Hans opened his mouth, he suddenly felt a cold sensation next to him.
I, already prepared, turned my sword and met him.
I didn’t take it lightly, but I figured it would be easy since there was no Aura. But the bastard’s sword was different from what I expected.
It was a solid sword, full of the scent of blood. A thoroughly practical sword. It was a familiar sword.
“Ethan.”
I bit my lip as I realized what was happening.
He said he would wait in hell, but it seemed he was running out of patience. Or maybe this place was hell.
Although it was full of incomprehensible language, it didn’t seem like hell. Rather, because I was inside the hypocrisy, it felt like heaven.
Ethan’s roughened sword answered instead.
The more I divided the sword, the more certain I became. It was Ethan.
How is Ethan there?
However, if you think about the owner of the sword that was eaten by the apostle, it wasn’t completely impossible. There was a precedent.
Anyway, Ethan was trying to kill me again.
‘Yeah, once isn’t enough.’
I took the sword while muttering to myself in a rough tone. I was overcome with guilt, but I couldn’t just die.
The bastard’s sword followed quickly and became sharper.
He was an amazing talent no matter when you saw him. He was someone who fit the word genius better than anyone else.
However, I was the one who had rejected the master of the sword.
No matter how talented Ethan was, there was now a gap that could not be bridged.
Since I didn’t think I would lose, I took his swords one by one.
“You said you’d wait in hell. You’re so impatient.”
I tried to talk to him, but he just moved his sword silently.
Meanwhile, the bastard’s sword continued to grow, but it could not reach me.
“This reminds me of old times.”
I said with a bitter smile. He couldn’t beat me in the first place.
Because the growth rate was so fast, I almost lost in the end.
“You are too stubborn with your sword.”
It would be better if he accepted even a little of the Empire’s things, but his insistence on only the things of Byzantro was his shackles.
He was the one who got buried, and I was the one who rolled in the shit somehow. The one who rolled in the shit was bound to win.
Then, suddenly, the guy’s sword changed.
Rough swordsmanship like that of a wild beast.
I could tell immediately who it belonged to.
Ugh. I gritted my teeth.
Why is Hendrix’s swordsmanship shown here?
There’s no way Ethan learned swordsmanship from Hendrix, so it can’t mean anything good.
The bastard’s sword continued to become rougher. It was a series of difficult swordsmanship techniques due to the unlawful rules. Even though I knew it, it was still quite difficult to deal with.
I just did it every time, but it was quite embarrassing when I actually experienced it. It was a sword technique I knew, but my hands became dizzy.
‘Yeah, it was a shame once.’
He put strength into the hand holding the sword.
No matter what the process was, Hendrix eventually died by my hands.
Hesitating now was nothing but hypocrisy. I killed that hypocrisy too.
‘You’ve killed a lot.’
At that moment, the bastard’s sword changed again. This time, the range of its extension was incredible. It felt more organized. The swordsmanship became much more refined.
This time it was a familiar sword.
‘It’s you again. Master of the sword…’
It was so absurd that I couldn’t help but laugh.
However, apart from the laughter, tension also rose.
Ethan, the Master of the Sword, and Hendrix were added to the mix. I was dumbfounded, as if the people who died to me had made a peach garden oath.
The sword master and Hendrix were each at the peak of their swordsmanship. And Ethan was added to the mix. It was a truly terrifying combination.
Even I couldn’t handle the power of arrogance now.
It was purely a duel of swordsmanship.
The black swords that poured down like a whirlwind each had their own momentum. It felt as if I was fighting three of them at the same time.
but-.
“Isn’t it easy? These old people are very assertive.”
I laughed bitterly at the sword of the bastard who was tangled with himself.
To begin with, they were two people who had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. In order to bind swords with distinct personalities, they needed to have the strength to suppress their individualities, but he didn’t have that.
Of course, someone who didn’t know the swordsmanship would have been helpless, but I knew both swordsmanship perfectly and was even able to fuse the two.
To me, it just seemed like a sloppy swordsmanship full of loopholes.
Given time, Ethan could have used his shining talents to find a middle ground that I didn’t know about, but I had no intention of doing so.
He took the sword of the guy leaning towards Hendrix as the master of the sword, and then aimed it at the guy’s neck with the swordsmanship of the master of the sword.
In that split second, the guy’s sword quickly twisted and crossed at an angle.
Then it became a funny sight, with them aiming at each other’s throats.
I could have knocked away the sword of the guy aiming for my neck and continued my attack, but I didn’t.
There was no need to do that. I knew he wouldn’t cut my throat.
It was not simply out of affection for me, but for the people I left behind.
A guy like that can’t be the top star, so he couldn’t cut me.
He drew his sword out as if giving him time.
Starting with Hendrix’s rough swordsmanship that seemed to break, the swordsmanship of the master of the sword was added to it.
The bastard didn’t move, just aimed his sword at my neck.
Aside from his talent, Ethan’s personality wasn’t all that great. It was only natural that he would be like that, as the endless competition between his brothers was his environment in which he grew up.
Pointing a sword at my neck was the most he could do.
“Believe it or not, I did not betray you. It was Avery’s own doing to feed the people of the Kingdom of Byzant to the demons, and he was punished for it.”
I didn’t think he’d believe me. But I poured it out anyway. Unfortunately, instead of getting lighter, it got heavier.
The bastard’s helmet rattled. As if he was nodding strangely.
The bastard’s sword moved slightly. He struck my neck with the blade. My chest felt tight as if I had swallowed a stone.
If only it had been scratched even a little bit-.
I swallowed a selfish mutter.
Whatever the reason-.
“sorry.”
It was true that I used that guy.
It was an apology I should have made earlier, but I couldn’t think of him with the leash full. I didn’t even know it was Avery’s doing at the time.
What’s the point of apologizing just before you cut someone’s throat?
The black helmet that had fallen down shook slightly. I clicked my tongue as I watched the helmet bouncing around. There was a thick bone underneath it.
I looked at him for a moment, then turned my gaze at the sound of a cough.
“Now you are the first star. Fulfill the responsibilities of the first star-. The master thanked me for showing him my perfect swordsmanship, and said that his swordsmanship was the best······.”
Hans spoke lightly, even though his blood was pouring out.
I crouched down quietly in front of Hans. Hans’ sharp eyes stared at me.
Knock knock, he quietly tapped the handle of the knife.
He’s going to die soon.
There was no need to kill him.
“Yeah, you were younger too.”
He nodded slightly.
As expected, things never ended well with Aoua.
“This is my thanks for what you showed me.”
Hans spoke as if he had given me a good drink.
What he showed seemed to be about the prophecy he spoke of. He had a tendency to be fanatically obsessed-.
I clicked my tongue at the thought that killing the guys I had killed once more was the reward. It was definitely not normal.
Sure, there aren’t many sane people in this fucking place, but this guy was one of a kind.
However, unfortunately, I got comfort from killing him twice. The words he gave me loosened the leash a little. I knew that a loose leash would last longer.
“Then the reason···.”
Hans coughed harshly, trailing off his words. His voice was hoarse as if it was no longer coming out.
I looked at him for a moment and then opened my mouth.
Since it was my first time speaking to someone other than the captain, I had no idea where to start. I spoke slowly.
Actually, I am from another world. That is why I said that it does not fit your prophecy.
The bastard’s eyes seemed to be asking about that world. It seemed as if his eyes had widened at the thought of a world he didn’t know about.
I looked at him and said that prophecy there is treated as a quack, and there is no such thing as God.
Then Hans smiled brightly—really brightly.
He smiled excitedly, like the kind Hans of old, or like a child looking forward to a trip.
It was as if he thought he was going to go there.
Maybe that could be the case.
Since you sent me one, shouldn’t we send one here too?
“Don’t steal underwear there.”
Hans flinched.
I watched him quietly until he stopped breathing.
As the creature stopped moving, the strange letters surrounding it began to crumble.
‘It’s really the end.’
I threw back the damned sword.
The sight of the strange letters collapsing was quite beautiful.
Just when I thought it was taking longer than I thought, the space suddenly disappeared.
Soon, the fresh air filled my lungs.
I opened my closed eyes…
‘What is this?’
I squinted my eyes at the giant stone statue.
There was a huge stone statue erected there, like one you might find at a tourist attraction, and its appearance looked familiar.
‘······It’s me?’
Looking around, there was a lot of debris piled up. It felt like it had been cleaned up somehow. Many people were clinging to it and cleaning it up.
Then I realized that quite some time had passed.
It seemed like something went wrong when Hans collapsed.
I made eye contact with a child nearby. Although the child was small, he was holding a handful of rocks in his arms.
The child’s eyes grew wide as if they were going to tear apart. The child looked back and forth between me and the stone statue next to me.
“······They said the hero is dead!”
The child’s cries drew everyone’s attention. Others’ reactions were similar.
Even if you didn’t know my face, you couldn’t recognize me because the implementation of that stone statue was so perfect.
After a moment of pondering over the unexpected situation-.
He raised both hands in the air.
“Resurrected-.”
A loud cheering noise, incomparable to that before, rang out.
Looking at the intense reaction, it seemed like the rumor was spreading a bit too much.
‘Pulputs will take care of it.’
Now all that was left was to take charge of the full footwork.
I looked into the sparkling eyes of the child and smiled coolly.
At that moment, there was someone running from far away.
“······Tteoo …
It was Dylan. I chuckled at the sight of him running towards me with tears streaming down his face.
He was fine, unharmed, even in all that chaos.
He was a really tough kid.
“What are you waiting here for?”
The guy smiled wickedly at my question.
“Hehehe···, didn’t I say I would assist you even to hell!”
I clicked my tongue as I looked at the bastard’s swollen hands and the pickaxe on his back.
Then I saw the guy slightly avoiding my eyes.
‘There’s something.’
I released his hand without asking.
Then Dylan, whose lips had been twitching, said honestly.
“Your brother is fighting, and your closest aide and the next crown prince! How could Dylan just sit still?! As I ran to help him, there was someone who seemed strong, right? So I quickly struck him, but he suddenly used a strange force! He swung my dagger! Who am I! Aaron’s son! The crown prince! Aren’t I Dylan?! I quickly ran over and punched his calf! Then the guy went, “Ah! I grabbed him by the hair and punched him in the face!”
Dylan explained it vividly, swinging his whole body.
‘···You said you threw it away because you felt bad?’
It was a ridiculous reason, but Dylan’s eyes were extremely serious. They seemed to indicate a serious problem.
“He’s no pushover! He threw a punch, and I dodged it by twisting my waist! Then I kneed him in the face again! From then on, it was a dogfight. When I finally knocked him down, he started crying, didn’t he? Then all of a sudden, he started bragging that he was the emperor! Shouting! So I said, “If you’re the emperor, then I’m the crown prince!” He gulped and fell over-. He said, “I have a hidden treasure, so let’s go there together!”
The explanation was quite realistic and fun. I nodded with the corners of my lips raised.
“So I went there! It was just like a swoosh! A swoosh of gold! Luxurious weapons and armor! There were so many dazzling things piled up! When the guy who had been crouching down saw him, he suddenly straightened his shoulders and shouted in a hearty voice, ‘Do you realize now that I’m the emperor?! Bow your heads!’ Isn’t that what it was?”
I scratched the ball. It seemed as if the Emperor had escaped in the meantime. I didn’t have the presence of mind to pay attention to that.
‘If the emperor leaves, it will be a bit of a hassle.’
If you hide in a vast continent, there is no way to find you. It was an unexpected problem.
“so?”
“Yes? I removed it.”
Dylan scratched my neck as if to ask me something so obvious.
He then started shaking his butt and singing a Dylan song about the emperor.
I couldn’t tell if this kid was some great guy or just a crazy kid who was obsessed with getting away.
“So what about that report?”
“Ah, this way. He’s going to kill the emperor, but he must have done something to make it collapse. So-.”
At that I chuckled as I realized the reason for Dylan’s bruised hands and the pickaxe on his back.
Dylan wasn’t looking for me; he was trying to repair a broken report.
Yeah, Dylan was this kind of kid.
“Let’s go. Okay.”
“That··· I found it, but the ratio······.”
I hesitated for a moment as Dylan rubbed his hands, then raised a finger.
Dogshit-. Dylan, who was licking his lips, smiled brightly. I chuckled as I saw tears welling up in his eyes as he smiled awkwardly.
It would take a lot of money to repair the ruin of the empire. That’s what I was thinking of giving it.
“Yes, where can you get even a tenth of that! That alone makes you the richest man! Let’s go! Dylan, who has surpassed the emperor! It’s just the beginning!”
I quickly regained my composure and briefly debated whether I should tell Dylan, who was squirming, that it was “one in ten” rather than “one in a hundred.”
Dylan was left a little happier.
***
‘hmm.’
Pulpouts squinted his eyes and pressed his temples.
It’s been quite some time since the rebellion was successfully concluded. A lot has happened in the meantime.
The most shocking of all was Aaron’s disappearance.
Pulphutsu never actually saw the god, but according to the story, it was a huge being that could make hundreds of people disappear with a single wave of the god’s hand.
Anyway, Aaron, who caught the god alone during the process, went missing.
There were more than a few problems that arose because of this. The biggest problem was Aaron’s absence.
Aaron, who rushed toward God alone, caught God, and brought down the empire, was a hero. There was no room for disagreement.
It will be remembered and talked about forever, until the continent disappears.
‘···But why me?’
Pulpouts chewed his lips.
The collapse of the current empire has left a vacuum on the continent. The longer this period lasts, the more likely it is that something else will happen.
It was a natural story, considering the history of the kingdoms before the empire.
Selena explained that a new leader was needed to manage him.
Without Aaron, it had to be Fullfoot’s turn to take charge.
A leader out of the blue. Even the vacuum in the empire needs to be filled.
Fullfoots naturally wanted to refuse, but with Aaron gone, Fullfoots had no choice but to fill the position.
Otherwise, it was clear that the continent would be stained with blood again.
After Aaron disappeared, Selena became quite scary. She was already a little scary, but she became a little more bleak.
Of course, no one thought Aaron was dead. They were sure he would come back somewhere and do something.
It was the same with Fullfoot. Fullfoot accepted the position, stating that it was temporary.
Nothing really changed.
Most of it was resolved through Selena, it was just a matter of putting the right people in place.
I barely got any sleep, but I somehow managed to get through it.
It has become quite common for those who have come to see him, lured by rumors of a hero, to react with disappointment when they see him.
The problem was that Aaron didn’t show up until a month later.
“Are you ready?”
Adela, wearing a magnificent armor, asked politely. Adela was being treated as a hero for leading the crowd on the battlefield. However, her face was not very happy.
It wasn’t just her. As Aaron’s disappearance approached a month ago, the atmosphere became quite chilly.
For some reason, Fullfoot seemed to notice.
Those who actually achieved that achievement are in that kind of mood, so how can you say anything unpleasant to them?
“We need to make the news bigger. So that it can be heard anywhere on the continent. Oh, and has there been any response from the Kingdom of Brighton?”
“Yes, I declined at first, but then I accepted after Vivian rode a dragon.”
‘That’s a threat······.’
I was dizzy by Nova and Selena’s conversation, but I couldn’t say anything to them.
Certainly, it was important to establish the center of gravity of the continent. A somewhat excessive speed was unavoidable.
The problem was that the focal point was Fullfoot’s precious Cassadic.
Pulpouts looked out the window and shut his eyes tightly. The already oversized Cassadyk was now unmanageable with the crowds of people.
It was the result of the active intervention of magicians who always thought only of themselves, praising the hero.
Additionally, other races such as elves and dwarves heard the rumors and came to settle down there.
“Karzan’s side has also fully entered.”
Dante, the leader of Karzan, spoke with shining eyes. And that was not all.
“The merger between Frederick Guild and Hero Aaron’s Guild is also going smoothly. Even changing the name to Aaron···.”
The Frederick Guild, which has grown in size over time and become the best guild in name and reality, is suddenly merging with the Aaron Guild.
“There is something to discuss about the establishment of the church. I asked them to build a separate site, but if they do that, Cardinal Emeritus Aaron will become even lazier. Even if it is small, it should be built inside the Catholic Church.”
Isn’t the headquarters of the religious order being established?
“The land of the Magic Tower is insufficient. Since we are united as one, we need more land.”
Aaaah! Swallows said, soothing the baby in her arms.
They saw the essence of magic, and said that colors had no meaning, and a unified magic tower was created, and Swallows was unanimously chosen as the magic tower’s leader.
A very large pagoda that would go down in history was being built.
…I don’t know why, but in Cassidy.
Anyway, Cassidy was developing faster than ever before.
There was no way or justification to stop him.
The biggest problem is···.
‘······Why am I the emperor?’
Pulpouts muttered as he stroked the fancy clothes he was wearing.
We agreed that we needed a leader. However, that was only temporary until Aaron returned. But what about the coronation ceremony?
I thought Aaron would come back before that, but he didn’t come.
Fullfoot was really in danger of losing the crown.
He was a full-footed man who planned to live out the rest of his life in a small Cassadic. He had absolutely no intention of becoming emperor.
I understand the situation, but I had to stop here.
“I, Selena, ······No matter what, isn’t it a bit much for me to become the emperor?”
Fullfoot was startled by Selena’s sharp gaze and lowered his voice as much as possible.
“Then Aaron will come.”
Selena said firmly.
Pulpouts thought about those words for a moment.
“······Does this mean that Aaron will return only if I become emperor?”
Selena nodded lightly, and Pulpouts let out a sigh.
For some reason, Aaron came to mind, who enjoyed his rights without any responsibility and only had the honor attached to him.
‘···Even Aaron would do something like that.’
Pulphutz was skeptical. Even Aaron would not have come because he was unwilling to take on the role of emperor.
It was clear that there was some reason why he couldn’t come back. Pulpouts thought desperately.
“If we don’t announce an emperor as soon as possible, the continent that Aaron worked so hard to save will fall into chaos again. That’s because he’s a stupid and greedy human being.”
Pulpouts nodded at Selena’s sharp words that followed.
It was clear that if we didn’t secure the center now, the impure would raise their heads. Even at this moment, small things were happening.
Selena’s words were valid.
but-.
‘···Why me?’
Of course, Fullfoot knew the reason best. That’s why he couldn’t say anything more.
‘When Aaron comes back… it will be over. It will all be over.’
He muttered like that, but Pulpouts knew that wasn’t it.
Pulpouts stood up, holding back the tears that threatened to fall.
If you’re going to do it, it’s better to do it quickly.
Yes, I will only be taking the throne as emperor for a short while.
“Oh, you have to go this way.”
Adela stopped Pulpouts as he was heading towards the door. The direction he was pointing was strange.
“···Isn’t that the dragon’s nest?”
“Yes, the dignity of an emperor···.”
Adela continued to explain this and that, but Pulpouts couldn’t hear her.
“···So you’re telling me to ride a dragon now?”
Pullputs tightly closed his eyes at those who nodded as if to ask him such an obvious question.
This was definitely a nightmare.
When Pulpouts came to his senses, he was already on the dragon.
“Don’t be nervous! BbungBbung is kind!”
Vivian, sitting behind him, tried to comfort him, but Pulpouts didn’t hear her.
The great height was also a problem.
‘Why are there so many people···.’
Fullfoot clenched his teeth as he filled the wide cascade.
There were so many people that it seemed like everyone on the continent had gathered there. And with that, buildings were going up in real time.
It was hard to tell if this was Catholic or the capital. No, the capital wasn’t that big either. And there was even a giant red dragon in the distance.
It was a scene worthy of a legend.
Why is this ordeal happening to Cassadic······.
At that moment, a huge voice rang out. A large man named Scara screamed loudly.
The voice was so loud that even the tall Pulptu could hear it.
“He personally tore apart the evil gods who were mocking the continent with his own hands – and single-handedly destroyed the capital of evil – and he is the grandfather of dragons and the master of the red disaster -.”
Although all sorts of grandiose adjectives were used, they were not heard by Fullfoot, who was half-conscious.
“Emperor of the Aaron Empire! Honorable Ruler Pulpchus I!!”
There was a loud cheer. For a moment, I felt dizzy.
Pullputs, who had come to his senses after being stabbed repeatedly by Vivian, picked up the sword in his hand.
A bright light filled the sword, as if he had done something. Although it was a graceful figure, Pulpouts staggered violently for a moment. Vivian caught him, and the dress fluttered slightly in the strong wind.
‘···Aaron?’
Although it wasn’t completely visible, the drawing on Vivian’s chest was definitely Aaron.
“······Ta-da!”
Vivian’s awkward gesture brought Pulpouts back to his senses.
Ta-da – what is this······.
“In the Aaronic Empire, there will be no high or low status-! Everyone·········.”
While they were chattering away, Pulpouts desperately tried to figure out the situation.
Why is Aaron drawn near Vivian’s chest?
“I will go and listen to the words of the noble and lofty Pulpuch I, who looks down on all people!”
At that moment, Vivian smiled awkwardly and held out her magic tool.
It was a very serious matter that Aaron was drawn on the chest of an unmarried daughter, but the coronation ceremony took priority.
Then, Pulpouts somehow came to his senses and put the magic tool to his mouth.
Fullfoot looked around at the audience, who were looking up expectantly. What should he say?
Fullfoot was speechless because he had never imagined that a moment like this would come.
‘I am the emperor? Why? No, why me?’
At that moment, at the end of the crowd, toward the gate, a huge cart came into view. There was a line of huge carts, loaded with something that looked like they would burst. It felt like they were coming in now.
There was a familiar face next to him.
It was Aaron.
When Aaron appeared and became the emperor, he smiled and clapped his hands as if it was someone else’s business.
Fullfoot’s reason was cut off.
“아론- 이 개새끼야!!”
These were the emperor’s first words recorded in history.
