"No one lives forever (No one is immortal)!"
Amidst the snow and ice, the silver-robed visitor knocked on the door of the palace with an eerie laugh and a strange word that no one could understand.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The sound of the knocker was unbelievably loud, but in the ears of the citizens, it reminded them of the sudden funeral bell.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The sound of knocking on the door reverberated back and forth, filled with ominous magic, making people even more upset.
"Little Füml, are you there? Hehe, I'm here to play with you. "
The uninvited guest under the city wall seemed to be whispering, but his words, through an inexplicable medium, spread to every room in the palace.
King Füml suddenly woke up from his dream. He just had a nightmare of being chased by a malicious spirit, but then, the echoing low voice and eerie laughter rang in the ears of the fat king.
"Hehe, little Füml, I'm here to play with you."
The eerie voice was right behind him. Füml suddenly turned around, but there was only a wall, and naturally, no one was there.
"Little Füml, I know you're at home, stop hiding!"
This time, the voice rang in his ears. Füml suddenly jumped up, pulled out the sword under his pillow, and wanted to slash at the source of the voice, but the target of the blade was only the frightened elf concubine.
When the fat Füml was frightened by the eerie scene in front of him and took a deep breath, the banging sound of the door behind him made him furious.
"Who is it!! Who dares to disturb me at this time. "
"I, found, you! Up, come, and play. "
The voice that made people gasp sounded again. At this time, Füml remembered that his room door was in front of him, and behind him …
"Clap clap clap." The window was hit by an inexplicable white handprint, and a pale, smiling face was stuck on the window, the crescent-shaped eyes flashing with red light.
"Wait, I, Little, Fi, Mu, Er, I, Ma, Am, Come, Find, You!"
The more Smiley Face spoke, the happier he became. In the end, the corners of his mouth stretched all the way to his cheeks, turning into a terrifying grimace.
That was definitely not a human's face!
In an instant, an inexplicable chill rose from his spine. The concubine beside him had already fainted from fright, and the terrified Füml Caso threw out his life-saving trump card.
"Boom!"
The precious potion was instantly activated, and flames spread everywhere as half of the room was directly blown up.
"Swish, swish, swish." After the lingering smoke dissipated, a cold wind blew in, but there was nothing in front of him.
Looking at the remaining room that had been turned into an open-air terrace, only snowflakes kept falling in, but the person who had spoken was nowhere to be seen.
And in Fismer's ears, a low, hoarse laughter sounded again.
"No one lives forever (No one lives forever). You can run, but you definitely won't be able to escape! "
Finally, the strange voice that he could not shake off was still in his ears, and the cowardly Füml was on the verge of breaking down, letting out a piercing scream like a woman.
"Guards! Guards! There's an assassin! Someone wants to kill me! "
He rushed to the corridor naked, and the guards who rushed over looked at the impolite king in disbelief.
The fat body could not run for more than a few steps before collapsing and panting heavily. Then, the screaming Füml suddenly pulled out a sword from the guard and slashed at the curtain that was swaying with the wind.
"What are you all looking at! There's an assassin! You useless things, have you all been bribed by that person, and want to kill me? Let me tell you, if I die, I will definitely drag all of you down with me, absolutely! "
The scene in front of them shocked the guards and Knight, but at the same time, they showed an expression of hatred and pity to Füml. In their eyes, this man who mocked them as useless things had most likely gone mad.
"Why are you all looking at me like that? You bunch of useless things, if it weren't for you all being so useless, would I be forced to rely on those filthy and useless orcs? It's all your fault, it's all because you idiots are useless! "
The angry king waved the sharp sword in his hand wildly. The little bit of foundation left behind from when he was young was barely acceptable, but to the Knight, this blunt waving of the sword was meaningless, it only allowed them to dodge the attack easily, and they looked at the crazy king with even more pity.
"… Ha, ha." Soon, Füml, who was emptied by wine and women, sat down again helplessly. He panted heavily, feeling that it was very effective, and both of them were not in a good mood.
He subconsciously pulled his neck which was getting harder and harder to touch, but what he touched was not the flesh that he expected.
It was a pair of cold arms, tightly strangling his neck, and the cold breath was already behind his ear, it was still the same hoarse and deep voice.
"Caught, you,!"
"Ahhhhhh!"
The king was so frightened that he screamed crazily, but the guards were getting more and more confused. They did not see anything strange, they only saw Füml going crazy alone.
In their eyes, Füml suddenly strangled his neck and screamed, and he was even rolling on the ground, his tongue was pulled out, but he was still using more strength, as if he was afraid that he would not die.
Even though some of them were smiling as if they were looking for trouble, most of the guards hurried over to help. After all, as the guards of the king, if the king they served died in such a strange way, their honor would be tarnished.
But this time, they quickly found out that King Füml was not going crazy.
"Boom!"
The entire wall was smashed open by brute force, and a giant lion made of ice stretched its head in. The inexplicable majesty and the spreading cold air were equally fatal. Wasn't the silver-robed man on the back of the lion the uninvited guest who knocked on the door just now?
"Yo, no one opened the door after I waited for a long time, so I came up myself. That's right, little guy, I told you before, you can escape, but you can't escape! "
…
Facing the guards who were on high alert, I casually waved my hand, and a ghost-like blue ghost flew up from where Füml was and circled around me, as if it was a child looking forward to receiving a reward.
Flames rose behind me, and the flashes of magic illuminated half the starry sky. It seemed that Adam and Marguerite had attracted the attention of those strong guards as I had expected, but I had to hurry.
And so, I drew my sword, and the blue ghost happily wrapped around Roland's Sacred Sword, transforming into a blazing Ice Sacred Flame.
It was obvious that my action of drawing my sword made the audience before me nervous, but I shook my head and sheathed my Sacred Sword again.
As the Sacred Sword returned to its sheath, the azure ice flames were finally extinguished and the bizarre apparition returned to its slumber. Even I heaved a sigh of relief. This new ability was far too bizarre and even I didn't feel good about it.
"Aiyo, I didn't expect that this ability would be so useful in finding and scaring people."
However, this wasn't the time to conclude the matter. The royal guards would forever be the most elite warriors of a country, and the ones surrounding us were the elites of the elites. They formed a battle formation and protected Füml in the center.
Those who came didn't come with good intentions, and those who were kind didn't come. When I came, I caused too much of a commotion. Now, they didn't want to make any mistakes, but rather, they wanted to protect their king and wait for reinforcements to arrive.
"You … Who are you? Did that fellow ask him to come and kill me? "
As if the guards had given him courage, Füml actually roared angrily at me.
"You're only half right. I am indeed here to kill you, but I have no intention of letting others do it for me. Cleaning up my own mess has always been my code of conduct."
Thus, I took off my hood, shook off the snow, and smiled at him.
"AHHHHHH, Roland!"
However, he rudely let out a scream of a higher decibel, which made me unhappy. Thus, I extended my hand, and blue magic power appeared in my palm.
The blue handprint that was strangling Füml's neck appeared again, and this time, it dragged him over.
In the blink of an eye, Füml was dragged in front of me by the ghostly hand. While the other guards paled in shock, they hurried over to snatch him away.
As royal guards, there were a few Gold-rank experts in front of me. At this moment, they were charging at me with full force, their killing intent soaring. However, I wasn't the only one they were facing.
"Idiots, keep quiet!"
Gui Ming, as one of the elders of Frigid Maw, the companion of the first Mist King, was at least 1700 years old, and his strength was unfathomable.
Yet, at this moment, with just a roar, he was able to imprint one unlucky Knight after another onto the wall.
Looking at this trash whose eyes were filled with fear, I couldn't help but feel anger rising in my heart.
"Are you worthy of being called a descendant of the Mist? Bastard, are you worthy of being called the Mist King? "
It was all because of his weakness and selfishness that everything developed in the worst direction. If he had listened to my advice earlier and prepared for battle, all of this wouldn't have happened. How could the Beastman army have invaded the core of the Mist Kingdom as though it was no man's land?
One wrong thought, and blood flowed like a river!
"Peng!"
Thinking of the countless sacrifices, I couldn't hold it in anymore and punched him hard in the face.
"Using a vile person, not listening to your words, watching the Beastmen invade … Arrogant, ignorant, and reckless, are you worthy of being a King?"
"Peng!"
Another punch landed on the right side of his face.
This time, a few teeth fell out. Füml's mouth was full of blood, and he sobbed, as though he was begging for mercy.
However, seeing him begging for mercy made me even angrier.
In this battle, I had already seen countless human heads hanging on trees. They probably didn't even have the chance to cry and beg for mercy. No, most of them wouldn't even beg for mercy. They risked everything just to protect their families and homes, but this damn fatty in front of me …
"Watching as your country fell, withdrawing all your troops to protect yourself, not using any of your troops to ask for help from other cities … Cowardly, selfish, foolish, and short-sighted, are you worthy of being a King?"
"Boom!"
This time, I punched him hard in the stomach, and he bent over like a shrimp in pain.
"… Indulging in debauchery and causing chaos in the palace, are you worthy of being a King?"
Looking at the panicking elven concubines in front of me, I couldn't help but think of those things. If it wasn't for the fact that even King Füml was involved in the slave trade, how could there have been so many grudges, and how could things have gotten so out of hand?
"… Colluding with other races and harming your own people, are you worthy of being a King?"
In order to exchange for Beastman women with the Beastman Chieftain, he actually transferred the defending army, allowing the Beastmen to steal the famous human beauties. When I heard this news, I couldn't imagine that such a shameless King could exist.
"… Killing your own people and plotting to steal the throne, are you worthy of being a King?"
Unlike the Mist royalty in the past, all of Füml's brothers and sisters had died pitifully. Compared to those disgusting crimes, my own assassination was only a small matter.
I punched him again and again, but the more I punched him, the angrier I got. If it wasn't for the super idiot in front of me, how could things have developed to such a state? How could the Will of Mist, which we risked everything to protect, suffer such humiliation?
"When everyone was fighting for their lives, you actually surrendered! You actually dared to surrender! You actually had the guts to surrender! You are the first King to surrender in the Mist Kingdom's nearly two thousand years of history … Cowardly and treacherous, you are worthy of being a King? What is the use of having you! "
"Ah!"
A vicious elbow and a kick broke Füml's spine, and he lay on the ground, barely able to breathe.
But what I had to do was only the beginning.
"Breaking one's promise as a King, losing one's people as a King, losing one's morals as a human. In the name of the last descendant of the Mist, Roland Mist, I request that Füml Caso be removed from the position of King!"
"I, Frigid Maw Gui Ming, as a member of the First King's Royal Family, approve the request to remove Füml Caso from the position of King, and propose that Roland Mist temporarily take over the position of King of Mist."
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