Alkarima, dancing the dagger of the moon at a rapid pace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe originally spacious hall was crowded with the confrontation between the king and the demon.

"How many times have we met like this?" said Snake, as he launched an energetic attack.

"Count this time, seven times. Alkarima replied.

"How many times have you emerged from the rift and won the battle with a righteous slash?"

Alcarima's eyes snapped, and he stabbed Snake with a series of quick moves.

The two talked, and the movements in their hands did not slow down at all. After all, the characters in mythology will not gasp for a small fight.

Snake dodged them one by one, and the look in his eyes that he had deceived Klinos appeared again. Humorous and sarcastic, he said, "Why don't you kill me? You know how you can send me back to hell, how to cut me into mashed potatoes with a dagger in your hand." We've fought six times, and I've never seen you like that. ”

Alkarima slammed on, leaving nothing intact as far as the blade could reach. The furniture and décor of the hall were reduced to debris in an instant, but they didn't hurt Snake in the slightest.

Snake stopped what he was doing, and Alcarima stopped attacking.

Snake smiled and said, "Since those two mortals are not here, can we not have to act?"

"Take up your weapons and fight! I will not kill an enemy who does not resist. Alkarima said.

"Hahaha...... Forgive my faux pas, for I saw two of the world's funniest Rigolettos in one night. Snake laughed and said, "You don't have to pretend, you don't want to kill me at all." ”

Snake pointed to his head, "Remember? ”

"If I could, I would end your miserable life forever, but that is not in accordance with the Creator's wishes. Alkarima said.

"That's true, even now it sounds like you hate me, but you won't kill me. Snake said with a smile, pressing his neck to Alkarima's blade, "With the movement of a finger, you can make evil disappear from here and save the entire town." ”

"I'll do it without mercy!" Alcarima said.

"Yes, you're telling the truth, but that doesn't change the truth. It's one thing what you think in your heart, but it's another thing what you do. I don't blame you for being a villain, because no one is the same in this world. If there is, we are demons, you see we are always so evil and greedy. We're so honest, you can't deny it. Snake said, stroking the blade of the Moon Dagger with his hand, unconcerned about what Alkarima would do.

With a wave of his hand, Alcarima chopped off Snake's head again.

Snake's form stood there clapping and said, "Well done, you should use ancient magic to send me back to hell." ”

Alcarima stood still and remained indifferent.

"I'm sorry, I forgot. "You don't want to kill me, because once your mission is done, you'll be back in a bloodstained tomb, right?" said Snake, "You built it to witness the reign of justice, but in the end it became your eternal tomb." ”

"You don't understand anything!" cried Alcarima.

"I know, as the root of all evil. I know how it all works, I remember everything from the past, and it's a skit that plays out every day on the continent. Snake spoke, listening to the other side. The history of the past seems to be coming to mind.

Somewhere in time, Alkarima used the magic of the oath to create an invincible sword, known as the Sword of the Sages. If someone understands magic, they can point out that an oath and a curse are actually the same thing.

Alkarima swore to the gods that he would take the sword of the sages himself. A lifetime of allegiance to absolute justice, he will become a summoned hero when the time comes. Respond to the call of those in the sea of time and space, and use your will and faith to defeat evil.

Armed with a sword, Alkarima unified all the elves of Midangel. After several victorious wars, the rest of the elves turned to Alkarima. But things are often not so simple, and the tribes submit to only the power in the hands of Alkarima, who sneers at justice and the state. At night, Alkarima could even hear the elders whispering about rebellion and murder.

But they could do nothing with the sword in Alkarima's hands, and in the end they turned their anger on the people, and many tribal districts became accustomed to harsh taxes and tyrannical bureaucrats. The major clans are intriguing with each other, fighting for territory and power. This upset Alkarima that his country did not deserve such a situation. Alkarima regrouped his army, sword of the sages in his hands. Wage war on the tribe and vow to clean up this rotten garbage.

The war went very well, just as it once was. The soldiers had little intention of engaging Alcarima, and half of the enemy army was lost on the eve of the start of the war. Alkarima, King of Midangel, King of the Elves, King of Justice, led the army into battle, but on the night of the triumph, the sword of the sages was stolen by the enemy. At least that's what Alkarima himself thinks, the power of the sword of the sages can't be exerted by ordinary people, and if it can be used, it must be a righteous warrior, and Alkarima doesn't want to stir up any chaos in the city that has just been pacified, so he let this matter go.

When the King of Justice returned to Ramikunterre, he was told that his nephew Iskanto had fallen ill with madness. I've been locked up in a lot of barriers, anxiously muttering that I'm going to be the eternal king of this country, afraid of the shadows in the room and the wind outside the window.

It was also at that time that the Demon Summoning was first discovered, and the fledgling nation began to collapse. With his sword, Alkarima drove the demon back to hell. However, it also caused Iscanto to die of accidental injuries, and some people say that Iscanto was crazy and embraced demons, and did not forget to become the ruler of the country before he died.

Having lost the sword of the sages and the absolute power of his rule, Alcarima was calculated by the vassals of the court and betrayed by his former comrades. Finally sit on the tower of Ramikunterre and watch the army besiege the royal city. Behind the walls, there was no one standing on the same side as the righteous king, and Alkarima sat quietly on his bed and said, "The time has come."

Since then, the righteous king has been summoned to different planes to punish the evil, but at the end of each time, he will return to the room of the tower and spend a time longer than the era.

Alkarima thought to himself that there must be an end to the conquest, and that the end must be the interpretation of justice. But in the infinite cycle of reincarnation, strife never seems to be extinguished. Faith was lost in this torment, and now Alkarima spoke of righteousness, reneging on the pledge of allegiance he had always pledged.