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by fnovelpiaThe wounds of the fight over the sky have not yet healed.
The primordial war that took place 1,000 years ago, before the first Demon King even appeared, divided the fates of the two races.
Few people knew why they fought. Only ancient survivors with memories from 1,000 years ago will vaguely remember it.
But now it was simple. I fight just because I have been fighting. We hate them because they hate us. Wash away blood with blood and repay revenge with vengeance.
angel and devil.
In a way, their relationship was trapped in a shackles like a child’s argument.
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you again, but I’m really sorry that business doesn’t go well.”
The buds of that conflict began to sprout again.
“A lot has happened recently. I’ve lived for a long time, but I never imagined I’d experience something like this.”
Rachael, commander of the Angel Garrison.
There was a sense of tension as I met him in the reception room, who had come to the Demon King’s Castle without any contact. They left only the bare minimum of escorts in case of an unexpected conflict, but even they growled as they were unable to draw their swords.
“Still, Salman seems to be leisurely as he conquers the North. As expected, he is the only great devil in the Demon King’s Castle.”
“Do not add insults. I don’t want to talk long with you.”
“Wouldn’t it be better if it lasted longer? Don’t you know what will happen if I go back?”
Rachael sneered. It was close to mockery.
“An army from heaven is waiting to subdue you. Tens of thousands of angels will soon descend on this demon world. I want to ask if you can afford it.”
“Come in if you want. We demons are confident that we will kill you all.”
“Haha. It’s so bold now and then. Us through the power of sex? Isn’t it daunting just to prevent a rebellion right now?”
“Please keep in mind that my greatest desire is to cut off your heads as a gift for declaring war. Rachael.”
“Your body is quite sweet. A commander who is crazy about wanting to go to war.”
The angel adjusted his posture and sat down. He used to be sarcastic, but this time he changed his attitude to a serious one and put pressure on Durin.
“I won’t say much. Durin, the guardian of the demon world. Our Heavenly Father wants you to disband all the troops you have now gathered in the center. I’ll give the city a month to work, so I hope you’ll meet my demands before then.”
It was an absurd statement. Durin snorted and accepted.
“Is that all they are saying when they say that they will elect the vacant king with their own hands?”
“It means that we should not clash like before and move forward in a good way. Wasn’t the last 100 years of peace good?”
“I’m most curious about the heads of the four guys who seek peace from the devil. Still, since you asked politely, I will give you the answer.”
Durin stood up. A look that was almost disdainful fell on Rachael.
“Get out. angel. When I show mercy, walk out on your own two feet.”
“Do you really want war? Aren’t you afraid that the God of Light will personally punish you!”
“It’s not us you’re afraid of, it’s you.”
He crossed to the seat across from him. While the angel guards retreated, wary of Durin approaching, the regent whispered to Rachael.
“You must be very anxious because the Demon King exists in the human world. How can you just sit by and watch your divine power garden being destroyed.”
“… … .”
“No matter how toothless the demon lord is, you will need two archangels to deal with him. In that case, two of the four archangels must cross over to the human world to be able to subdue them… .”
Durin trailed off his words. It was something you could understand without having to read it.
The moment he saw Rachael’s smiling eyes trembling, he let his joy flow unfiltered.
“Are you planning to devour the demon world with just one archangel? I hope that damn white god you believe in doesn’t start wailing. It’s truly pitiful that these dirty heads are leading their followers.”
“That word. Are you confident you won’t regret it?”
Rachael responded by rolling his eyes. As a commander leading a group of angels, he was able to resist Durin’s harsh force.
Of course, it ended there. An angel suddenly intervened between the two who were continuing their fight.
For a moment, Rachael was so angry that he tried to scream, but he cooled down after looking at the parchment he handed him. Durin stepped back in silence and showed generosity. They spread out into the street to let people do as much business as they want.
“… … .”
It was rather poisonous. Rachael couldn’t manage his facial expressions.
The eyes, unable to control their anger, looked directly at Durin. I clenched my teeth as I saw him maintaining his composure.
“Regent.”
“Say.”
“Peace is now over. The Western Continent crossed the border and attacked our detachment.”
“I would like to express my deepest regret.”
“See you on the battlefield.”
Rachael left his seat without even looking back. The group following him hurriedly followed the commander out of the reception room. As if he was still angry, his footsteps were pounding and making a loud noise.
“Hehe. Guys. It looks good.”
Verdia, who was glaring at the back, laughed cheerfully. She was about to gag at the divine power softly radiating from the angel, but held back. Moreover, I heard that it was war. As a southern warrior, I couldn’t keep my itching body quiet.
“Your Excellency. Just give me an order. I will not send those envoys away gracefully.”
“Do you want to intercept?”
“I want that stupid bastard to return home with his severed head, not his two feet.”
“In that case, I will allow you to go on a campaign. Gather quick-moving people right now and attack them appropriately when they cross the border.”
“In moderation?”
Verdia slowly raised his head and asked.
Durin answered as he left the parlor.
All you need to do is give a “warning. However, that person is very strong as a commander, so rather than directly clashing with him, send him away by shooting him with an arrow.”
“I will keep this in mind. Your Excellency.”
let’s go!!
When the regent gave permission, Verdia moved excitedly. It was faster than ever. It was clear that she too was influenced by the castle’s fighting spirit.
The war with angels is really not far away now.
It was time to reorganize the military a little more for the next time.
#
Same time.
Serpin stood alone in the king’s hall. While everyone was shocked by the angel’s declaration of war and went to get their weapons, she predicted the coming future.
Resurrection of the Istrian throne.
The days that the Green Horned Demons once longed for will once again dawn like dawn. It seemed like the joy of my father, the Grand Duke of East, could be felt even here.
However, she focused on the emotional rift that had not yet been sealed.
The shortcomings felt in this war will not lead to the subjugation of the Red Horn. I knew it well myself. Serpin’s authority was all an illusion created by Durin’s support.
If she shows any loopholes, the regent will take her down without hesitation.
Cooperation for the conquest of the North also faded after this war. In other words, there was a possibility that the eastern and central regions would be at odds again.
If the worst came to a worst-case scenario, the Green Horns could be completely driven out of the center and become a family on the periphery again, like the last of the previous Istrian dynasties. Moreover, since the person holding the baton of massacre was Durin, he was able to cut off the line so that the next opportunity could not be obtained.
They could disappear without a trace like the savages of the South.
The Red Horn Senate, which had erased all traces of the Green Horn, was still alive and well. Rather, they were in great spirits.
Unlike the Eastern Army, which was driven to the brink of defeat, the central army steadily increased its results by gradually occupying only the border fortresses. In some ways, it could be seen as the greatest beneficiary of this northern war.
“You are here.”
His voice was confident.
He did not bow down to Serpin, who would soon ascend to the throne of king after a formal meeting of electors. They gathered in a group in Daejeon.
“What’s going on? The regent will still be in the drawing room.”
“We should prepare while your Excellency deals with the angel. A lot of volunteers are gathering these days, so I decided to discuss how to handle it.”
“Why do you do that in the King’s Battle? This is definitely the regent’s territory.”
Serpin fired back, but the old men of the Senate responded without any sign of embarrassment.
“Isn’t Your Excellency busy? We have to help. As war approaches, shouldn’t our Senate lend its strength?”
When the castle was unstable, noblemen who were busy protecting their homes were finally stepping forward to help. Serpin felt uncomfortable, but held back for now.
As her power leadership was still weak, she had to exercise caution. The old nobles, who knew that fact better than anyone else, laughed and spoke.
“We’ll see each other here often from now on, so let’s get along amicably.”
“… … .”
“Once the regent steps down from his position, you are ultimately the owner of this battle.”
Serpin clenched his fists. The subject matter, which was spoken politely, was quite arrogant. The Senate, well aware that the power already belongs to the regent, will try to hide behind him and take care of his own food.
That was a warning. It was a mockery telling him not to clash too much the moment he ascended to the throne and to behave himself as Durin’s puppet.
I was angry, but I persevered again.
You have to endure it. You have to be patient.
Someday, when I am recognized by Durin and reborn as a true demon king, I will kill all those sly snakes. It had to be done not just for power, but for the future of this castle.
They were the ones who started the era of decline that lasted 100 years.
I will not remain as a mere demon king.
“Yes. Take care.”
Until then, I grit my teeth.
It’s a power struggle even though an angel is right in front of us.
Serpin sharpened his sword while looking at the rotten central noble.
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