Chapter Index

    “The defendant, Herman Jorowicz, denied Crown Princess Lilac’s legitimate right to succession and plotted to replace the Crown Princess by abusing the authority and knowledge he gained while working as the head of the Intelligence Bureau.

    The defendant’s conspiracy went beyond expressing a legitimate position on state affairs, which is possible as a high-ranking official… ”

    Lilac, who was sitting behind the judge, slowly raised her head and looked down.

    The former head of the Intelligence Bureau keeps his mouth shut and says nothing.

    “Finally, he stole Milton’s device to form an army, killed the imperial nobles, and detained the emperor and the princess. Three days ago, the Imperial Provisional Council of sixteen nobles found you guilty, and this court sentences you to death.”

    The sound of wooden sticks ringing “ground, ground, ground.”

    But the prison guards don’t come out and drag him to the guillotine.

    Instead, it was Mina Karcic who walked out.

    “Application for a duel. What is at stake is your life.”

    There are no dueling beads on Mina’s arm.

    But as soon as she speaks, a table made of force fields pops out of thin air.

    The two form a crew without saying anything and enter the romantic era showdown.

    This is the world created by Athena Mellon and Milton.

    A world where even executions have to be done through miniature game competition.

    “Ahh!”

    Not long after it started, a scream came out.

    Mina’s unit charged, but due to lack of luck on the dice, it did little damage and was in danger of being eaten.

    “No way… Are you losing? The executioner to the death row inmate?”

    “Don’t make a fuss. It’s still round 2… ”

    “Umm.”

    Mina calmly took control of the situation and began to secure victory based on the overwhelming skill gap.

    Nevertheless, it is a close situation where if Hermann gets very lucky or Mina has great bad luck, she could be eaten.

    Mom, what were you thinking?

    What did you see that made you do this ‘rewriting’?

    Coleman’s game… Coleman’s game wasn’t created for this purpose.

    “Round 5 ends. Points 14 to 7. Mina Karcic wins.”

    Fortunately, the reversal did not occur.

    Hermann Jorowicz closed his eyes, and after a flash of light he fell down.

    A doctor walked nearby and took the pulse.

    “Dead.”

    “That’s right!”

    “Compared to what I did, I went well, I went well.”

    A temporary court full of cheers and sighs.

    Lilac thought about getting up and making a speech, but shook her head inwardly.

    There is nothing to add, and it is not a leisurely schedule to spend time impulsively.

    More than anything… She herself is not in the mood.

    After leaving the undertakers to dispose of the body, Lilac came out of the makeshift courtroom.

    “Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess. Did the trial end well?”

    “Yes. Thanks to you. The duke also attended… ”

    “It wouldn’t look very good if I showed my face there.”

    “Without the Duke, this court would not have existed.”

    “Heh heh.”

    The Duke smiles shyly and turns his head.

    But Lilac’s words were not a public statement.

    That’s because the place they were at was Duke Knizia’s home.

    After the emperor’s death, the system fell into chaos.

    When an environment came where neither fists, blades, bullets, nor magic could harm people, the existing crime prevention unit and military became useless.

    and-

    “I was surprised too. Who would have thought that the citizens of the island, who used to live affluently, would turn into rioters.”

    “It would be a vigilante group rather than a mob. No, should we call them gamer warlords… ”

    Lilac thought about the situation from a month ago.

    They quickly appointed Mina, Graven, Emily, and Cleo as sheriffs to suppress criminals, but the system was too large for them to manage.

    As the newly created government was revealed to be powerless, citizens began to trust not the government but the talented gamers living in their neighborhood.

    Gamers began to form warlord organizations while receiving protection taxes.

    Each one could not compete with Graven or Mina, but there were too many of them to be forceful.

    As their power grew to the point where it threatened the life of the Crown Princess, the imperial government had no choice but to leave Billingham, an archipelago that had become a warlord, and establish itself in the sparsely populated Duchy of Knizia.

    “What about other regions?”

    “The situation is not good.”

    Duke Knizia shook his head.

    “Order used to be maintained with guns, swords, and magic, but now neither guns, swords, nor magic are of any use.

    The estates that were in harmony above and below survived without any major problems… All the neighborhoods that had suppressed discontent by force faced peasant uprisings.”

    “… Should we look at it positively?”

    “It may be positive right now, but… How long can this last?”

    A messenger approached Lilac, who nodded bitterly.

    “Her Majesty the Crown Princess, a guest has arrived.”

    “Because I have a busy schedule-”

    “That… This is Baron Cantor and his wife.”

    Cantor.

    Lilac’s heart skipped a beat when she heard those words.

    As if she were possessed, she ordered all future plans to be postponed and then ran to where they were waiting.

    “Her Highness the Crown Princess.”

    “Baron.”

    Nemo Cantor tried to show his respect, but Lilac didn’t have time to ask a question.

    “Colman’s… Have you heard from Coleman?”

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    “I will give a turn to the second year student of Red Horse Dormitory!

    The second year student charges! Charge and then hit!

    This completes the story! Get 1 point! The simple game is over!”

    The leader of the marauders wearing a red bandana chuckled.

    At the same time, the sound of the barrier operating is whirring.

    The village elder, who was trying to stop the mob, fell to the ground.

    “Are there any more? Is there more?”

    The villagers flinched at the looter’s shout.

    If ordinary violence were possible, they would have been able to attack in droves and drive out the bandits, no matter how many people were sacrificed.

    No, if we had built a wall and held on, the militia would have arrived from a nearby village.

    But in today’s world, none of this is allowed.

    The only way to drive out the thieves is to risk your life and win a one-on-one battle during the romantic era.

    And in this northern countryside, there wasn’t even a decent rule book.

    “If you don’t have any more, open the warehouse right away!”

    “… ”

    “Why? Please kill one more person?”

    The residents thought for a moment, then did as he told them and opened the warehouse door.

    The marauder took out bread and alcohol, ate a large meal, burped, lay down, and began to sleep.

    “If you disturb my sleep… You know?”

    The feeling of helplessness that there is nothing you can do even though you sleep with your stomach exposed.

    The old people sighed, and the children began to cry.

    I muffled the sound of my footsteps with wind magic, then turned and walked deep into the forest.

    “Wind pressure sword.”

    Shhh.

    The wind’s blade rushed 20 meters and tore the rabbit’s neck.

    A rabbit shaking and bleeding.

    “That’s too bad. Because you are not included in the protection of the barrier.

    Then you too could have competed with me in the era of romance.”

    Of course, the rabbit was silent.

    I took the dagger out of my pocket, cut off its life, roughly pulled out its internal organs, and started cleaning it.

    … I eventually got used to this.

    August 14th. The day when a barrier was laid that covered the continent.

    I couldn’t sleep that night.

    My brother and sister both died because they got caught up in my fight.

    They barely managed to rescue the emperor and princess by stepping on their deaths, but Milton and Athena invaded and the empire fell into a whirlpool of chaos again.

    No, you’re wrong.

    The game I made made the empire like this.

    Those who work hard to learn my game become warlords, collect protection taxes and kill people.

    In the end, I was just a weapon maker who was used by Athena.

    When I thought about that, I couldn’t lie down in bed.

    I started heading north like I was possessed.

    To be as far away as possible from where my parents are, where the academy is, and where Lilac is.

    It’s already been a month since I lived like that.

    “Lilac, I miss you.”

    I muttered that, but immediately shook my head.

    Let’s throw away our regrets. These people have nothing to do with me anymore.

    “I’m not from here anyway.”

    The game I made… It cannot be born from the worldview of the Eorid Chronicles.

    It is a foreign substance summoned from outside by Athena to rewrite the world.

    As a result of the foreign object being inserted, the world was horribly ruined.

    I don’t know. Will Athena be satisfied with this result?

    All I saw as I wandered was chaos and disorder.

    “Let’s not interfere anymore.”

    just… Let’s live and die like this.

    If I went out anyway, all I would see was killing people with the game I made.

    You are a really funny guy too. I don’t have the courage to end my life over something like that…

    After I finished grooming the rabbit, I headed to my cabin where I had cooking utensils.

    and-

    “… ”

    “… ”

    “How… ”

    Lilac was waiting in front of my cabin.

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