"If you want to carry a crown, you must bear its weight. Whatever the decision, you have to accept the consequences. "A philosopher once said that no matter how bad the situation is, you must make a decision, and whether the decision is true or not, you must bear the responsibility of making a decision.

Consité Dante's face was sad, and he said, "I don't want to bear this so-called responsibility anymore. ”

"But it's not your turn to decide. Since you have chosen the path of the king, you are not qualified to return to the ordinary. There has never been a king who can die a mediocre death. ”

"To live mediocrely, to be earth-shattering at the moment of death. Or is it like a king looking down on everything when he is alive? ”

Bashils groaned under his breath, put on his ochre-red cloak, and slowly drowned in the crowd.

"Why should we trust you, the Rustins killed countless Herodians from the three massacres of Constantinople, can you write it off with your words?" There were still angry civilians in the crowd who shouted angrily, as if fanning the flames, and the hatred quickly ignited. Everyone was in an uproar, but no one dared to rush up to harm Ann Lost, fearing the powerful deterrent power of [Hannibal].

Even in the midst of a crisis like this, Ann Roster remained calm and composed.

"Even if I am held hostage, it will not solve the current crisis, I hope you can be rational, and I am willing to give everything for the peace of Herod and Rustine. Even my life. ”

"Hmph, do you think we need to accept your so-called mercy," Commander Herod sneered, "we will leave here until the flag of the double-headed eagle flies over New Rome once more." ”

"You want to go to Nicaea!" Noel was the first to react, these Herodians dug this huge underground waterway to evacuate this place at all, and the battle on the ground was actually just a façade. After the Byzantine Empire was destroyed by the Crusaders, some of the nobles fled to Nicaea in Asia Minor and established a self-proclaimed orthodox empire, which was the greatest threat to the Neo-Brad Kingdom. And the Herod of Constantinople did not hesitate to go to war with the kingdom in order to return to their homeland.

"Hmph, since you are traitors, then you do not deserve the mercy of Your Highness, if I want, this tunnel will come to naught at any time." Noel threatened that in this situation, Anlotte would be in danger at any time, and the best way was to burn the jade, so that the other party would have to estimate the cost.

"You dare! Rustine Dog! ”

Once again, tensions between the two sides seemed to threaten to erupt at any moment.

"Don't I dare?" Noel said coldly, "If His Royal Highness Ann Loste is harmed in the slightest, all of you will be buried with you. ”

"What, you're crazy."

"It's arrogant!" The mad Herod civilians roared in anger, and even the bold Herod threw stones at the [Hannibal] mech and Ann Lotter.

The hatred of the nation has taken over the hearts of all and has washed away reason.

Noel's patience was gradually worn out, and when he saw Ann Lother being rudely hurt by the barbarian Herodians, [Hannibal] burst out again.

"Noel, don't!" Ann Lotte exclaimed as she watched the situation spiraling out of control.

"It seems that you still don't know your situation!" Suddenly, a cold voice rang out from the noisy crowd.

The voice seemed not to come from the human world, piercing through the clouds and cracking stones in the silent place, unpredictable.

"Rustin, what does it feel like to steal the power of the gods?"

Noel's shoulders twitched, and the voice seemed to be in his ears. Suddenly! Noel's pupils dilated suddenly.

With a loud bang, the valve gate burst open, and [Hannibal] actually opened the cockpit door himself. A perfect face that resembles both an angel and a demon appears outside the hatch.

The boy took off his ochre-red cloak and smiled indestructibly, "O foolish mortal who has occupied the body of a god for so long that he has forgotten himself! ”

Noel was shocked that the other party had climbed onto his mecha unknowingly, and he was even more shocked that the electronic system of his mecha had failed inexplicably, but even so many years of training made him react immediately.

The short hammer around his waist was pulled out and pointed at the mysterious boy. But the other party was faster, like a ghost, and the long knife of Akante in the young man's hand had already cut off Noel's short gun. What a sharp blade this was, it was once the standard knife of the Turkic cavalry, because the advent of the mecha era made it dusty in history.

When it appeared in the boy's hand again, the ancient knife showed its immortal brilliance.

The long knife fell on Noel's throat, and the young man looked down on the common people like a king, "Without the authority of God, what qualifications do you have to despise the common people after falling from the altar?" ”

Bashils reached out and grabbed Noel by the neck, although Noel was a knight, he was proficient in mecha piloting, and he was actually not as good as ordinary soldiers. Noel was powerless to resist and was thrown from Hannibal by Bashires.

With a "pounce", Noel fell heavily to the ground.

"Kill this butcher!"

"Long live New Rome!"

The cheering crowd swarmed up, and the stone fell on Noel's body, and immediately Noel's forehead was bleeding.

"Don't!" Ann Lother wanted to stop the crowd that had lost control, but she herself could be hurt by the Herod who had lost her mind.

"Stop." The blonde boy said lazily, judging him from the fierce and decisive just now.

Herod's soldiers walked up and separated the out-of-control crowd. It seems that Bashires's status is very different, and the soldier is not loyal to his commander but more like a fear of death.

"Take them away, Merides has been waiting for Her Royal Highness to throw herself into the net." Bashiles was neither proud nor excited, neither sad nor joyful. The blonde boy pointed from afar, "Those two people will also be taken away." "It's the Cons-Dante siblings.

"Bashiles, what do you want to do. Your grudge with me has nothing to do with Sophia. Constance Dante was furious and tried to pounce on Bashiles, but he could not do anything before a dozen fiery guns.

But the boy walked slowly to Constance Dante, and whispered to Constance Dante, "One trip to heaven, the next to hell." Do you really want to stay? ”

Constance Dante was stunned and looked at the young man in front of him, although he was as cunning as a demon and made Cons Dante treat him like a beast, but he really never deceived himself.

Constance Dante hesitated again.

・・・・・・

"Lord Bailey, why did that man call you Bashils?" The flattering officer beside him asked, hunched over.

"Because that's the emperor's name, after all, we made an appointment to become the co-emperor of the world!" The blonde boy closed his eyes with a smile and nostalgia, recalling the old days. Left, the petrified officer stood alone in shock.

My promise, Justine, will never change.