Escape From The Tyrant

Starting the Bag Throwing.6

Dylan was intent on suffering for Charlize. But it seems he doesn't have to.

Charlize's body was fighting the poison itself. Mana, which was widespread, was endless like the sea.

Boundaries are unpredictable. The infinite genius. It's amazingly incredible.

"That's why."

Dylan realized. The reason why Charlize fell unconscious in front of him.

"He asked me to protect him."

What Dylan had to do was clear. To protect Charlize so that people don't come near.

Charlize tried to combine extreme poison with her mana. It was ridiculous, but it was a reality that happened right before their eyes.

Controlling which flow is a very dangerous task, so it should be silent. The average person would only disturb Charlize because they could not guess her energy.

Because it's.

"I have to protect her."

But again. He had never heard of such a situation. That was amazing. The face sleeping under the moonlight was glaring, but the stream that emerged from Charlize was.

It was unparalleled.

“Should I not worry?”

His heart is still beating. Now there was admiration in the place where the worry had passed.

A warm, gentle, late touch to it clearly.

But Dylan didn't let go of his hand. He looked at Charlize.

Looked at Charlize's sleeping face. Of course, this is not the first time.

Charlize who was tired of guarding the funeral hall and fell asleep. Charlize, who closed her eyes for a moment while taking a swordsmanship class in the mountains.

"This is the third time."

But that feeling was very different from back then. Is this because they relate**** in their dreams? His chest ached when he saw Charlize in an incredible poison. On the other hand, his heart kept pounding.

Dylan shut his mouth.

[Charlize.]

Dylan was thinking of the moment when he called out Charlize's name.

At that moment, time had passed very slowly. The waist in his hand was so light that he wondered if it was this thin. Charlize in her hands was very small.

There is such a physical difference. There was no doubt that Charlize would be the strongest of the other existences on the continent. At that moment. Dylan would do that too.

Her chest is itchy.

He just wanted to hug her tightly because she was so precious. He wanted to protect and treat her with value.

“…”

Dylan's gaze returned to Charlize in silence again. His sleeping appearance was very attractive.

He placed his lips on the back of Charlize's hand respectfully. When he didn't listen, he swore again.

"Everything I have. I'll give it to you.”

He let Charlize's hand go.

However, Charlize's body did wonders.

***

Charlize fell deep into that unconsciousness. Dreaming dreams. Dreams in that dream.

A vast and vast world. Countries conquered and obliterated by Keira. The united kingdom. Under the dignity of the emperor, everyone knelt down.

[Life for His Majesty the Emperor!]

[Life unification empire!]

The monsters are no different. Keira is very effective when dealing with monsters. At once, he broke through the monster's weakness and stabbed it to death.

He led, destroyed, and regulated the movements of the emperor as his owner most efficiently. Because he was made like that.

Charlize suddenly muttered. People in his dreams. Everyone knelt in front of him. They were so scared that they could not even make eye contact.

Those who own Keira, rule the continent.

Like the holy prophecy announced by the Vatican. A proverb known as the famous proverb in the Empire.

In his dream, Charlize walked slowly. The end of her dress fluttered. Wind blows. Sky high.

The waves hit the sea, and birds chirp in the mountains. The clumps that grew in the fields swayed in the wind.

The whole situation happened at once.

In a seemingly unrealistic space, Charlize was perfectly alone.

Even though he sounded calm. But it was a voice filled with hatred.

Why of all people should he be himself?

As if wanting to answer, the emperor appeared before Charlize's eyes.

The first owner to use Keira was Dietrich I.

She smiles.

Charlize looked at the emperor indifferently.

The dream is getting deeper. The surroundings became as red as blood, and the air became turbid. The Emperor looked at Charlize and said.

“Because you are special.”

Don't silly.

Charlize tried to raise her sword to kill the emperor. The sword is Charlize. He was Keira before he knew it.

The dream was beyond Charlize's control. The Emperor began to speak as he pleased.

"You're the only one who's fit to be top."

Keira, 400 years ago. There was a time when he asked the emperor in despair. When he shouted, "Why of all those people should I?", the drunken Emperor replied.

'Without boundaries. The highest way of thinking.'

“You were chosen as Keira.”

In order for one to align themselves with the Ehyrit statue, he must have extremely strong mental strength. Is mental strength the only reason?

It takes a superhuman mentality to challenge the authority of Gods.

The emperor began a long story.

Let go of me, Keira said while holding him back. The sound is spread. It shattered like sand and reached no one.

“Tower formulates a new hypothesis. Only minors who are not yet fully grown receive the power of Gods.”

The Emperor smiled and said. He didn't even care about Keira's words.

“So I took an ordinary little man. I took him to an experiment. This time he lasted for a few hours. The tower is right. But I'm not satisfied at all.”

As if revealing Charlize's unstable psychology, the dream world became rough. The ground trembled as if there were an earthquake, cracks in the sky, and sunlight gushing forth.

The emperor is fine.

“Is it true to say that ordinary people have no despair?I rarely think about trying to ride. Even if my ambition is high.”

“Yes, because I was born an ordinary person. I know my place as an ordinary person. Finally, I got stuck within this boundary. But how can I challenge the authority of the Gods?”

The Emperor giggled as if he was in a good mood. It was a disgusting laugh.

“And then I kidnapped the nobles and started experimenting with them. At least I won't limit my dreams because I'm stuck in my status. But I failed again and again.”

He humbled as if he was telling a success story.

“You will remember. The empire is being muddled by a series of noble abductions. It was around the time when a woman was kidnapped because there were no young talents, but we have not brought the young noble lady.”

<…>

“Then I saw a document with your personal information in it.”

Keira became quiet.

“Princess of the Ronan family. That's a dangerous gamble. But I also like your radical ideas. You are an unusual person, and that kind of ambition is what I want.”

Those words are actually from 400 years ago. That's what Keira heard from the emperor.

Charlize is smart. It is a blessing and a curse. Even now, he could clearly remember every word choice that came from hundreds of years ago.

Deep in the subconscious, the emperor perfectly embodies the conversations of the past.

"You're a woman, but your family doesn't really care about you."

Even if Charlize wasn't the only daughter to be shunned from her family. It was as if Keira had nothing to do with it. Emperor says.

“In the end, I was right. Like this, haven't you been the only example of success?”

To his horror, the monster in his dream appeared and tore the emperor apart.

The Emperor laughed disgustingly as he died. The idea of making man a living sword. Thats problem. The culprits were obviously the magic tower and the emperor.

But will Ronan be the only victim?

“So you should thank me! For killing Ronan with Keira by hand.”

Emperor shouts. Even though he was broken into pieces. His mouth is alive.

He wants to close his ears. But, he had no hands to cover. In the first place, Keira didn't even have ears. He is just a sword.

Charlize is innocent.

The reason why he could remain intact even after the emperor essence was destroyed. It is also said to be because of its essence.

He also said that very few people could handle the power of Gods, so he told him to be proud.

“Your dream of the destruction of the empire, in the end, it shows the reason why you were chosen as Keira.”

There are no limits in setting goals. Not assuming the impossible. In any way when the goal is set. The highest way of thinking.

He prayed desperately to guide her to the miracle of God. That's Charlize's power.

As Charlize's eyes sharpened, the emperor was thrown into the abyss.

The dream finally calmed down.

But Charlize was left behind. He's burning hot alone. When he promised to take revenge, he was ready to become a monster.

'To vent my anger. It's not too late to do it after revenge is over.'

Charlize caught that consciousness out of her control. About something that randomly awakens his dream and tries to destroy Charlize.

To fight and destroy it. No, he took it and accepted it. He was in pain to death. Charlize's rationality is as cold as a sword. Cold as a cold corpse.

Something trying to awaken consciousness – Blackshaw Flower – she presses it.

Endless tinnitus in his ears. He extended his hand into the air while clenching his teeth. Someone, with warm warmth.

He's holding her hand.

***

Dylan looked at Charlize with anxious eyes. Although Charlize was sleeping soundly, she also had a genius talent. But he's too hot.

He was unconscious for several days. Dylan never left Charlize and stayed by her side. She was probably more devoted than when she was caring for the 7th concubine.

"Keep awake, Master."

whisky Dilan.

How painful Charlize was to have to fight there. Dylan felt pain together just by imagining it.

Dylan has a lot of work to do as Crown Prince. But he delayed everything. Charlize was a much more important and urgent matter to him.

Grand Duke Ronan and the two young masters ran over saying they wanted to meet Charlize. But he refused it. Because they're only going to hurt Charlize.

"…I'm waiting."

Dylan stuffed the porridge he had made in a special way into Charlize's mouth.

Since he was unconscious for a few days, he would not have any energy, so he had to feed him like this. He saw Charlize asleep.

Dylan placed the white wet towel on Charlize's forehead. To lower his hot body heat even a little.

“…”

Charlize was silent for a long time. Dylan looked at Charlize, then lay by her bedside and closed her eyes for a moment. It was due to fatigue staying up all night for a few days.

Meanwhile, the,

Charlize slowly woke up from her deep sleep. At last. He overcame all poison by accepting it.

“…”

The person he saw as soon as he returned to the real world after wandering around unconscious for a long time.

Dylan.

That was Dylan.

***