
the devil king's toy. When Farmus was selected as a board game with everyone
here as pawns, the history of the country as a continuing concern comes to an end.
But this is not bad news for his people. When informed of the king's plan
demon, Razen feels a broad sense of hope. In the eyes of his mind, he could see
farmus Land is growing more prosperous than ever before. If you reach this goal
means dropping the current system in place, then so be it.
“Cool yourself! It's Razen in this body. I've brought Your Majesty
return to safety, with good help from a fighter to
our objective. ”
“What? You're not Shogo?”
“What happened to…? Uh. Yes, now I understand.”
“Imagine, Sir Razen in Shogo's sloppy body! This will make
some people are used to it. ”
Despite the initial confusion, the people in the room were convinced. Anyhow, Razen
he was a great wizard.
“But you escaped from the battle? Does that mean our troops...
Farmus's army has been defeated?!”
“What happened after that? You didn't just march back to the castle because
You can't eradicate monsters, can you?”
The question of the nobles grew into a torrent. They are leaders
nation, though many of them secretly (or not secretly
secretly) plotting to use this war as a cover for
the profit they want to make from it. Defeat and financial loss
accompanying it, was an unthinkable idea.
“Silent, all of you! We should let Sir Razen say his part!”
It was the Marquis of Muller who finally calmed the crowd. That too is
part of the plan. Diablo had made contact with him the night before
through connection to Fuze, guild master for Blumund kingdom. All goes
as Diablo described
Razen began by explaining how the king would be saved. An
the original warrior named Yohm had apparently been negotiating with the monster lord,
get some of their restorative potions that he will soon bring
back to Farmus. News had already been sent to the gatekeeper, ready to receive the party
Yohm at any time.
He then switched to what had actually happened to Farmus' forces. Him
it wasn't too far into the fairy tale before the room exploded into shouting
once more. All it takes is three magic words: Veldora is reborn.
“That's — it's impossible..”
“The evil dragon found a new life in the land of monsters..?”
“No... I think Veldora has been eliminated forever!”
“There is no time to waste. We must report this to the Holy Church and
have them send a group of Crusaders at once!”
“It's over! If Sir Razen is telling the truth, we are not
have a way to fight. The remaining troops in Farmus were not enough
to perform new defense!”
“He's right! Bring our knights back here soon!”
“Indeed. If our magical relationship with them is severed, we must send
envoy to General Folgen!”
“There is no time for such nonsense! We must escape from
this land before this knowledge gets to the general public, or we might
missed the opportunity to do it!”
Chaos and terror reign. Some expressed the need to strike back;
Others consider it necessary to leave people directly and
go into exile. Muller silenced them all with a rumbling voice
“This enough! Whether our knights are still alive or not, the situation remains the same. Panicked
it will not produce anything for us, Sir Hytta. Where are you going?
That Storm Dragon is a disaster for all of us.”
The nobles regained their composure. Regained calm
for a moment, only to be destroyed as Razen continues, explaining what
it happened in that distant land - a sad (and entirely fabricated) tragedy
about how the entire Farmus army disappeared without a trace, following
Veldora Resurrection.
The story made all the nobles now speechless. No one said
anything. It was completely absurd, very hard to believe, for all
people. Soon, they start asking Razen questions, trying to understand
the situation.
“S-Sir Razen, is it all true? We don't know where they are? ”
“Indeed. The battle between our troops and the monsters resurrected the dragon
sleeping in his territory. ”
“That's impossible! The Western Holy Church declared him sealed forever! Is
You said it was a lie?”
“No. They're right — Veldora has been extinguished from this world. The seed of the species
dragons can never be completely removed. They were reborn somewhere else.
However, it shocked all of us, seeing this rebirth happen greatly
close to us and in a short time. ”
“Then what happened to the people who survived, Sir Razen?”
“Iya! Is General Folgen still alive? How much power can
we're accountable?”
Razen seriously shook her head. They're all dead, thanks to Rimuru
the angry — that's the truth. But he got orders directly from Diablo
to describe the fate of each fighter as unknown
“What does this mean?”
“As I said, I don't know where they are. The knights and
the monsters fighting on the ground disappeared once Veldora got back up. We
all that remains—“
“Kony!”
“Only to be sure, you mean they disappeared? Not spread all over
country after defeat?”
“Our supplier team will be placed behind the front line. Surely they
should it be safe, at least?”
Razen was silent, her eyes closed. Seeing this forces everyone to
trusting him. All knights are gone. One of the ministers fell to the ground, crying.
He was the one who asked about the inventory team, not least because of his son
sent on one of them, his first battle experience.
Keeping him away from the front meant pulling all the ropes he could, but the effort was
futilely. He only agreed to the placement because this should be
attack, journey to seize monster assets and kill with
neglecting. But now this. Despair came so suddenly, it was
made her cry almost instantly.
But even that tragedy was only one among many. About twenty
thousands of people missing in action. It was a huge loss like that
never before seen by the nation was — and “hilang” like them officially,
no one expects them to come home anytime soon. They're just the same
already dead.
But now they have all linked the disaster in mind
they're with Veldora's resurrection. They have all been sacrificed to
breathing the life of the dragon. For Veldora herself, it was nothing more than a lie
it's hateful, but that's what Rimuru and his advisers want.
Diablo had just used Razen to manipulate minds and minds
nobleman Farmus
Then, as if beckoned, footsteps could be heard from outside the room
thrones. Yohm and his team have arrived — with Mjurran as advisor
primarily, Gruecith, his main bodyguard, and the sorcerer Rommel, secretary
his personal. Taking the back is Diablo himself, wearing clothes
his best butler style but brings out a very head-like vanity
with a low birth rate like an adventurer, but Razen has
arrange for a guide to lead them.
“Sorry, it took me a long time,” Yohm said to Razen, “But I think I finally
get that big guy to see everything our way.”
He tried to raise his head up high as a statesman, but
his habit of talking on the streets proved to be less easy to fix.
Turning him into a noble won't happen overnight. Attitudes
himself made other nobles question him.
“Who are you??! Do you know your rudeness, commoners?!”
Despite being told that Yohm's party was here to heal the king, it was wrong
one minister felt it appropriate to expel him. He realized Yohm the champion, yes.
Portraits of Yohm have been circulating, so the minister knows exactly who he is talking to. No
there is something wrong with his Exo-Armor as well — but nothing that matters to him.
This is the royal palace, and the rules of the public road do not apply here. Casual tongue
Yohm is unacceptable.
This confused Razen. He turned his wary gaze towards Diablo, though,
gauge whether this tirade offends him or not. If the
the nobles are not fully prepared for this, Razen has to bear the blame. Him
can understand the anger of the minister — it is a normal reaction to do,
as he saw — but now is not the time for this. He's sorry
not very careful in guiding him.
“Master Carlos,” intervene, “please wait a moment. This group is the
saved us. They are the only ones who hold the key to
saving His Majesty!”
“What? They saved you, Mr. Razen
“As the so-called defender of our kingdom, Sir Razen, it is hardly audible
like You. What does this mean?”
Despite the doubts of the nobles, Razen is still the most magical witch
strong in Farmus. No one doubted his strength, and his track record was deep
defending the kingdom from outside threats spread over hundreds of years. His words
it could not be taken lightly, and therefore the nobles sheathed their swords
for the time being. However, if anything, this response was merely a bluff in the face
the mortal dangers facing this nation. If Razen had been rescued, there might have been
the way they all can too.
When Razen opened her mouth to answer that question, another voice
join that conversation.
“Allow myself to answer it.”
It was Reyhiem, the archbishop. He pretended to be himself just now
relive this moment to come help Razen. Feeling relieved,
Razen gave him a nod, then turned to Diablo, noticing his smile
the hopeful.
“Iya? How could Sir Razen be saved? ”
“I believe he already told you about the resurrection of Storm Dragon,”
Reyhiem. “The battlefield is very intense, vehicles from both sides
face each other. Our side outnumbers them, but monsters have
geographic advantages. It was a much harder battle than ours
expect, and there are plenty of casualties on both sides. ”
His voice echoed across the silent room as he continued,
keep an eye on Diablo to gauge his response. The chaos on the battlefield is
what brought Veldora back to life, and when she appeared on the scene,
both humans and monsters were mass-casualted.
“That's all Sir Reyhiem and I can do to keep His Majesty
protected,” Razen said as she nodded. He was careful to emphasize
there was nothing he could do to save them.
“Accurate once. We were at the rear of the main force, watching with
despair when tragedy unfolds before us. Before the Storm Dragon
destroy our army to the death and destroy all that is in the
the way, we all say our last prayer. But then, someone
rise to stand between us and this merchant of death. ”
Razen stared at Diablo at a glance, then Diablo replied with a satisfied nod. It just
the signal he and Reyhiem wanted.
“It was none other than Sir Rimuru, ruler of monsters.”
“Crue. Sir Reyhiem and I are both ready to die, but Sir Rimuru
convince Lord Veldora to calm his anger.”
“Yakin? He actually spoke to that monster?!”
“It was suicide to stand in front of people like Veldora. Exposed
on all magicules it will kill most creatures. ”
“How does he do it?”
It is understandable that the nobility were shocked. If Veldora could reason, then,
there may be a way to prevent it from putting garbage on the ground. They see
towards Razen and Reyhiem with hopeful expressions. There's every opportunity
that Veldora would spare Farmus, but it would be foolish to hope for that
happen. But what to do? No one has an answer for that.
Now that they knew the strength of twenty thousand, including the knight corps
the personal of the king, had been completely removed from existence, nothing was enough
rash to suggest facing a dragon. If they can negotiate with
this threat, it is the best solution for everyone.
“You are all aware, I suppose, that Sir Rimuru is also the overseer of the Jura Forest?”
“At least that's what it claims,” grumbled a minister. Diablo welcome
this with a frown that immediately filled Razen with alarms.
“That's not just a claim, Minister,” he said. “I have personally witnessed
the monster city that was built, and really, it was more than worthy of being a mother
any royal city. But we can talk about it later. Anyhow, Sir
Rimuru has a dryad, Jura's guard, who works with him
When he explained it to the nobles, Rimuru used a dryad as
a kind of translator for his conversation with Veldora. It makes it more
reassuringly. Dryads are famous for having the power to keep the soil in place
Veldora sleep. They are classified as A-levels based on calculations
Free Guilds, and in terms of the danger they posed, Special A was not out of the way
enquiries. If they were to serve this monster Rimuru, his strength would definitely be at least
that wide. No one in the room had any problems
imagined it. They were all high-level nobles, and none of them
those who are lazy with their intelligence gathering.
“I understand..”
“So making it our enemy is a mistake.?”.
The ministers remembered how eager they were to raid the monster land.
They hate to face this reality, but the headache they have to
face now.
“This is not fun,” one of them muttered. “If possible for
negotiate with this dragon, then antagonize our only potential journey
was a big mistake, indeed.”.
The rest looked more pale. There was no way they could ask Rimuru to
intervened on their side. At worst, he might even send Veldora
to Farmus to teach them all a lesson.
Then Yohm, who had been ignored until now, walked to the center of the room.
Making sure all eyes were on him, he started talking, his voice was calm.
“Um, yes, so listen, you don't have to worry about that. When I
killing that orc master, I work with Rimuru all the time. Him
actually pretty open guy usually, you know? In fact, he has an interest
which is big enough to work alongside mankind—“
“Oh-ho!” Lord Carlos cut him off, doing every pretence of his majesty. “Then
so let this man stand up for us and tell him about our demands.
We will give you our demands at a later time, so please go to the room
another and waiting for us. ”