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by fnovelpiaMawangseong, which faces challenges all year round, is now facing the most chaotic time since its founding.
With the weak, young king sitting on the throne, the great powers of each continent prepared to fight underwater. The unity of the castle that Durin had managed to keep was torn apart by the political play that broke out like wildfire.
The Royal Guard patrolled and tried to prevent clashes, but it was not enough. They argued all the time. They looked down on each other and treated each other like thieves who wanted their own food bowls. Occasionally, the worst situation occurred where swords clashed with each other.
But the castle remained firm. The command left the nobles fighting for food.
I didn’t care if anyone died. They declared that they would focus only on the king and protect Serpin until he leaps to the next level. Unless there was an emergency, he even mobilized the Golden Guard, who guarded the place in the form of a statue, and did his best to raise the young demon.
“It is truly a devilish sight. They kill each other and Bethany. Aren’t they truly true challengers?”
Several high-ranking nobles, who were relieved that stability had finally been restored, shouted that there was no such thing as this, but their pitiful cries were drowned out. In the eyes of the devils, this was an opportunity. I decided that it would look healthier to end the match coolly rather than dragging out a fight that was uncharacteristic of the Demon World and then declaring the winner.
They stuck to the side they could fight on and exercised their individual desires. Winning or losing didn’t matter. I was just busy fighting towards the side that would make the duel more fun.
“Your Excellency. We would like to participate too. Please allow me.”
This irritated some high-ranking officials.
The southern devils, including Verdia, came running at full speed, unable to hide their boiling blood. Although they showed majesty as the new Durin’s personal guard, they were essentially barbarians.
Instead of loving culture, they considered struggle honorable.
Instead of getting tired of political fights, I considered the challenge an honor.
For those southern devils, the bloody clashes delivered at every moment were an unforgettable pleasure. This was also the reason why Verdia pleaded with Durin, who was planning Serpin’s Caesarean study schedule.
From the moment I carefully opened the door to the office and entered, the sight of me kneeling on the floor and praying was pitiful.
Verdia thought it would be an opportunity if Durin glanced at him instead of flipping through the parchment, so he made his example even more exaggerated.
“The devil has been told to fight since he was born. As far as I know, verse 44 of the Law says… .”
“32 verses.”
“Ah, yes. According to verse 32, we are told to move forward with war rather than peace and struggle rather than stability as the basis, and if we apply this to the current situation in the Demon King’s Castle… .”
“I am more confused than ever, so I will jump in and cultivate my body and mind. Isn’t this what you wanted to say?”
“That’s right! dismissal! Please allow it!”
In a roundabout way, permission was granted. Verdia hit his head on the ground again.
He was just going around saying he wanted to fight. Verdia, who was faithful to his fighting instincts, was in the process of change as a central figure, but his essence remained the same.
That pulled Durin’s heart. I wanted to measure whether the legion, which had had some of its instincts castrated as barbarians, could show its capabilities. This is because before dealing with an angel, one had to lightly defeat at least a noble private to be eligible to enter the battlefield.
It was a truly good opportunity to show the gap between the Central Army and other regions. After thinking, Durin put down the parchment.
“Do you want to fight like that?”
“Your Excellency! If you tell me, I will run out immediately.”
“I won’t care what you guys do as long as you follow the principles I laid out.”
“Huh-up! I will follow my parents’ will. Please tell me.”
He is a devil as passionate as the captain of the guard. Durin thought so in his mind and gave an order to Verdia.
“Intervene in the fight between the red horn and the green horn, but always mention my name. The only condition I have is this.”
“My, how can I know Your Excellency’s name…? .”
“This is to exclude unnecessary fights over justification. You will be able to fight a duel against stubborn old men without hesitation. If you don’t want to, I’ll give you a chance to speak right now.”
“Not at all! Not at all. I will always put Your Majesty’s name first and deal with impure elements.”
“Yes. As long as there is a suitable justification like now, no one will be able to do anything.”
The plan was designed so that Serpin could focus on training without being affected by the environment, while at the same time lightly measuring the combat power of the southern army.
Certifications and preparations had to be steadily built up before the upcoming coronation ceremony.
“If you understand, spread the order to all Confederate soldiers. If you fight on the line of preventing division, I will gladly allow you to deviate.”
“Thank you. Your Excellency!”
If you don’t risk confusion and strife for power, this side will put in the firewood first. Blood is naturally thicker and is washed away.
I was planning to see how far I could fight.
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“Is this really true?”
Three days have passed since I promised to learn kingship from Durin.
Recently, I have been exposed to various studies through Supreme Court Justice Mateus. He learned various virtues that a king should have and the international situation. But the unquenchable thirst kept stimulating Serpin.
The young devil wanted to go a little further. I knew that I had to learn these frustrating and cliché subjects to build my foundation, but I wanted to meet Durin. I wanted to meet him face to face and examine the hidden great world.
Every time that happened, she would think of a dream-like scene. An image of oneself receiving training under the strongest warrior in the demon world. He truly had the narrative of a legitimate successor to the Demon King.
Every night, after I threw myself on the bed, a sudden feeling of anticipation kept me up all night with my eyes wide open.
“… … .”
So, while I was learning from Mateus, I looked closely at the castle. There seemed to be something to be gained from studying the sight of Durin overcoming difficulties in this chaos.
This confusing time was the perfect time to learn it.
“Stop! Red horns and green horns, stop fighting! If you don’t listen, we will punish you ourselves.”
She knew full well that the castle was going to shit. In fact, it was a common occurrence ever since the Red Horned Demon King of the previous era abandoned government affairs and became lazy. Even in her own opinion, Serpin was a weak king, so she expected similar behavior to be repeated until she became properly qualified.
‘Durin will use his authority and power to suppress this. ‘We will show our heroism just like we did during the northern conquest.’
When ruling the South, he set an example by purging, and in the Northern battlefield, he showed his mighty power and turned the battlefield around with one blow. This time too, it will definitely show something with that much power.
I imagined that, but the reality was the opposite.
“I can’t believe you’re doing such a frivolous thing in the sacred Demon King’s Castle, even though Your Excellency told us to unite against the angels… The liver is sticking out of the stomach.”
When a fight broke out, those who were selected as part of the Royal Guard, not Durin, rushed to the scene and took care of the situation. Even if a minor dispute broke out, they all responded without paying attention to the situation. When it seemed like a battle was going to break out, they were so excited that they even took up arms.
At that time, Serpin thought of one answer.
Chaos can be suppressed through strong repression. As expected, a blood-stained mace was the answer!
“Therefore, you have a fight with us.”
“… … .”
No, I just meant that I wanted to fight.
The moment Serpin heard the last words, he realized that they were also devils who were faithful to their instincts. Although he was mentioning Durin’s name, he was trying to express that he should be included as well. I didn’t care about the gazes of other demons.
However, the effect was better than expected. There was no time to respond as they suddenly appeared, piled up strange justifications, and then dragged them to the parade ground. When they came to their senses, the nobleman’s private soldiers were armed with training clubs to face the southern barbarians.
“Look here. Wait a minute… .”
“It’s a duel!”
What followed was one-sided violence. Although it was a unit that received regular training, it could not overcome the warriors raised with love by Mother Rock.
Just because the southern rebellion was easily resolved, there was something overlooked.
The first was an expedition led by Durin himself, and the second was that most of the mobilized troops were the most elite within the Demon King’s Castle. The moment the truths hidden behind the victory were revealed, only punishment for ignorance remained.
“Urryatcha! Let’s see your skills!”
Every time an excited voice burst out, a sad cry was laid as the base. The red-horned and green-horned devils, who were turning into a piece of cake among the soldiers who were coolly swinging their clubs, were crushed to a pitiful degree.
puck! puck! puck!
Even armor was useless. Serpin suddenly felt like he was seeing the demon world before the beginning.
“You obviously named Durin… .”
It was clear that permission had been obtained. Those who were blindly loyal to Durin would not have uttered his name carelessly. In other words, he wanted and drew this situation.
This was a task for Serpin, who had to take a Caesarean class soon.
Was I thinking too loftily? Was he hoping for such teachings from heroic narratives?
After all, should devils be raised like devils?
The moment my worries deepened… .
“Okay! We did something wrong, so stop. I will accept the duel as my defeat.”
“Ha ha! is it. In that case, don’t show it openly from now on! Let’s fight somewhere far away!”
“… I will do that.”
Serpin was at a loss for words as he watched the ranks being sorted out by themselves.
Is this what Durin was hoping for?
My worries deepened.
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