I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country

49 – Take My Hand

“Comrade?”

I asked, showing hostile feelings. Subsequently, the emperor’s angry shouts rang through the hall.

With a face flushed red like a volcano on the verge of an eruption, he strides towards Zekeharun.

“Zeke Harun? That one? Charles, the ruffian who kidnapped the child must have come back!!!”

“Your Majesty, fix it!”

“As much as you, as good as you!!! I will definitely catch you and tear the quadriceps!!!”

“No, Your Majesty!”

Battlante is already ready for battle, controlling the green eyes overflowing with vitality. Isgal was busy grabbing the emperor and pulling him back.

Even in the most chaotic yard, Siegharun calmly told the truth.

“You should listen to the words of loyal subjects, . If you don’t, the entire imperial palace will be destroyed, right?”

He looks at me and asks for my consent.

“Isn’t that right? Marquis Nephi Alteon.”

“…Yes.”

Golden Pillar—Golden Spirit’s Roar, a skill that is the symbol of Siegharun, is a large-scale wide-area annihilator. It had enough power to cover even the vast imperial palace.

Nevertheless, the emperor was not discouraged. Rather, I stepped out to rebuke him.

“Come on, try burning down the imperial palace once with that proud ability. I thought it was possible!!!”

“Hmm. I expected it to come out like that, but it’s not like a country’s enemy.”

‘No way, it can’t be.’

He was an emperor who could clearly see through human emotions. He must have easily figured out whether Siegharun had a sincere intention to commit it.

In particular, Charles would be staying with her empress in her imperial palace, but the emperor, who was angry at her for using her as an excuse, couldn’t help but be mindful of her aftermath.

“I don’t know how she can give her so much affection to a woman who is not even her own child… I guess I have to put her words first.”

The actions of Sieg Harun that followed were enough to embarrass the audience.

He politely bent his back squarely and pulled his hand to his chest to apologize.

“I sincerely apologize for taking advantage of your family. Peita’s troubles are not my responsibility, but Charles Milotte’s work is my responsibility. I will gladly bear your anger.”

It was a shameless apology that made your mouth drop open. It was even more absurd because I felt sincerity. Even the feverish emperor widened his eyes and lost his words.

I was so stunned that I kept my eyes on him and sensed a sense of incongruity.

‘Isn’t that guy a bit tall?’

Her height, which had previously been comparable to that of Charles, had now grown to the point where he could look down on her. It was a change that happened in just a few months.

‘It’s steadily reaching the specifications of the second half of the original work. Even though the original work hasn’t even started yet, it’s fast…!’

It was a time when I was swallowing admiration in my heart. Ziek Harun’s ruby-like eyes reflected on me.

“Going into the main story, honestly, it was unexpected. Spirit… No, the emperor and the Marquis were purely coincidental, so I’m embarrassed.”

“I’m sure you’ll believe that nonsense.”

“I heard the news of Bartlante and stopped by just to see her face, but coincidentally, that was now. Nothing more or less than that. Ir Elfi Justiha’s recent situation was an unexpected variable.”

He cast his gaze in the direction of Bartlante.

“You’re young.”

Bartlante maintained a hostile posture and countered.

“I don’t think you meant anything.”

“hahahaha, don’t live with too much suffering. If you don’t, you might not recognize it.”

“…”

Zeke Harun smirkingly encourages. Whether he is sincere or false, his cryptic attitude is infuriating.

I was the first to speak in the hall where there was a brief lull.

“So, if you come to see the man’s face, you’ll go quietly and go, why do you even show yourself?”

“I should have told you? I’ll help. You don’t have to doubt it. This time, the purpose seems to be perfectly aligned.”

“Help?”

“Ah, the subjugation of Iru Elfi Yustiha. This side will also help.”

“Don’t give a sh*t and die.”

Even with the scathing scolding, Siegharun did not faint. He slumped proudly on the sofa and delivered his sermon in an orderly manner.

“It’s unfortunate, but at this point, if it runs rampant, we’re about to be uprooted too. That’s difficult. Besides, in front of Illupy Yustiha, quite a few forces are just paper tigers. They lack asymmetric forces. Isn’t that the same for you as well? “

I was going to block my ears and reject whatever he said. It was a promise right before Siegharun delivered the final blow.

“Above all… The Annihilator. If you’re the Marquis, and no one else, you’ve probably guessed something about this title.”

“You…!?”

“It seems that each of you has a lot to ask. Would you like to go out for a walk? Marquis Nephi Alteon.”

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Under the dark night sky, two men walk through the imperial palace. The only way to tell two men with the same black hair and red eyes symmetrical in the dark was the height difference.

The Emperor and Bartlante are watching us from within the Imperial Palace. It was the result of Siegharun’s insistence that he would not say anything if anyone else except me intervened.

Actually, I was in the same position, so my heart was moved this time.

It was Zeke Harun who spoke first.

“Are you Korean?”

“So are you?”

“Yes.”

“Ai-san is crazy. It really happened to me as well.”

Scratching his head at the futilely revealed truth. I asked one more question on my own.

“Did you fight well? Just like Zeke Harun.”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“What’s obvious. Have you ever practiced sword fighting in a previous life?”

“I’m Siegharun, so why does that matter?”

“Ha?”

Oddly, the conversation doesn’t mesh. I asked again just in case.

“Aren’t you a possessor?”

“That’s right.”

“Then why do you show abilities that are completely out of touch with the real world? No matter how much your body is, you’re not Zeke Harun itself.”

“I don’t understand. I’m right about Zieg Harun… No, no. I’ll ask you a question from here. Where is your identity? The Marquis from the previous life? Or that body?”

“Of course, I’m from the previous life. It feels like I’m in separate rooms with the old man, the original owner of my body.”

“That’s right. The question has been solved. Even if it’s the same possession, the fundamentals are different.”

Ziek Harun told me about the views he had unraveled.

“When I first entered this body, I completely became the possessed body itself. Not only my memories, but also my thoughts, desires, and behaviors were all assimilated. On the other hand, the Marquis is really close to being the person in the previous life who changed his body only. I guess.”

“I understand. In short, unlike me, you are infinitely similar to the real Siegharun.”

“That’s how it is. This time I’m asking a question from here. What is the Marquis? It’s clearly a named character’s history, but I’ve never heard of it.”

I had nothing to hide anymore. I casually revealed the hidden inside story.

“Me? Hidden Boss Mob. The Great Hall where you fought was the Hidden Boss Mob stage. While I was trapped there, IrElfi took me out.”

“That’s the truth that I’m interested in, but… I’ll put off the question and answer. Kud, I feel like the back of my head is tingling.”

“Who is it?”

Zeakharun is a damn enemy, but it’s a little bit nice to see him like this. Maybe we can get along better if we talk as people from the same town…

Such an assumption was put to shame, but Zeke Harun hardened his expression and entered the main topic.

“I’ve been on the island ever since Peita’s commotion ended.”

“What? Are you crazy?”

“As for the people who knew my face, it was only the Marquis or Charles Milotte, so there was no particular problem.”

“… That’s it.”

I never dreamed that I would be walking around in an ordinary way under enemy lines. The dark under her lamp is also Yubun Suji.

“It was intended to outwit, but that wasn’t all. Ir Elfi Justiha’s abnormal symptoms were detected, so I also monitored it.”

“Abnormal signs? To IrLP?”

“Yes. There was a sign that his personality as an annihilator would bloom. And after overhearing the Marquis’ situation, his doubts became certain.”

Zeke Harun stopped walking and looked up at the sky. A beautiful star twinkling like sugar sprinkled on black paper.

“Say it wisely, Marquis. My purpose will not change. I cannot yield to the fall of the empire. But the This.Sik Ending is difficult.”

“What are you…”

“Let’s hold hands. Bartlante is also here. Me and Bartlante are inferior in spec compared to the future, but with the Marquis, we’ll be covered.”

“…”

He held out his hand. It was a little girl’s hand. This must be an irresistible temptation. Even so, it was difficult for me to hold Siegharun’s hand.

“Catch it, Marquis. There is no choice. Unlike the time line in the game, the current ELP Youth is young. It’s safe to call it the heyday.”

“Kuk!”

“I risked my life.

Ziekharun’s hand was still holding onto the air. It was not unusually difficult to escape from the coercion where the right and the rational coexisted.

The road given to me was not a crossroads. A straight, straight line was the only guidance.

Gradually, the hand rises to the level of his outstretched hand. And that moment when the time for decision arrived.

I have one last question.

“Do you agree? Ir Elfi… To her, her execution…”

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Scream.

A very terrible scream shook the cellar.

It was the old voice of a woman devoured by grief as if her intestines had been cut.

But soon the woman’s sighs died down. It was as if she had unknowingly ignited like a fire from a match drowned in cold water.

“Neffi. You were surprised.”

Irelfi affectionately stroked the corpse’s cold cheek. It was a refreshing expression on her face that cleared away her anxiety.

“Really…Really… Playful. Without saying a word to me…”

Soon after that, she stood up. With her back to the bloody corpse, she raised her blade and slashed her through the floor with an intangible slash.

Close to close-!

Sparks flew due to friction. The small lights, which were only embers, ate each other and grew in size. The light, which multiplied infinitely with the momentum, transformed into a fiend and dyed the basement crimson.

On that day, the fire that hit the warehouse of Marquis Justiha was finally subdued after half a day.

But before that, there was a woman who peacefully walked out of the burning warehouse. Dressed in her pure white uniform with no trace of her burnt body, she was the appearance of a completely flawless knight.

In the rippling blue eyes, as if they had absorbed the flames, a strange heat remained subtly.

“Please wait, Nefi. I was very disappointed.”