Escape From The Tyrant

Dylan Ride the Throne Bag.1

Charlize asked the approaching envoy.

"Is there a specific reason for His Majesty's delay?"

"Maybe it wasn't because the task was important and ran into some problems along the way?"

The envoy replied, avoiding his gaze.

Evidently. There must be something.

To the envoy, who replied back, Charlize almost urged him to speak properly.

"I hope this is just my unnecessary worry."

Charlize tried to suppress that strange feeling. The fact. The speculation itself makes no sense. Dylan wouldn't do that…

Charlize showed patience.

Meanwhile, Will watches Charlize at the highest place where she receives real-time reports from her subordinates.

“Monster shadow completely destroyed. This is a very large number that is close to four digits by approximate.”.

The two knights of the Grand Duke were approaching Akan. They whispered in a confused tone, as if frightened.

“If strangers saw this, they wouldn't even be able to imagine it being slashed with a sword. Very clean, without the slightest scar.”

"Absolutely. Young Master."

Expression Will harden. Does that mean it's real?

'Charlize dealt with thousands of shadow monsters in one day.'

How unrealistic that is. It would sound much more realistic to say that the devil wants world peace or the sparrow is the ruler of the dragon.

After finishing the report, the knights stepped back respectfully. Will think secretly.

'At other times, when she was poisoned by the Blackshaw flower, Charlize even woke up miraculously.'

Unless he's more than a master. The doctor said it was impossible.

'How good is Charlize's skill ...'

That's not possible. It's beyond his imagination. The only thing he could say was that it was so amazing that it didn't feel realistic.

Will see Charlize teaching Dylan up close.

He felt it at that moment.

Charlize is a genius.

However, at this point, the word genius could not explain the extent of his skill. The complete master. And maybe... A transcendent ruler who could swallow all the beings with the highest rank.

'When did he start preparing for the rebellion?'

Everyone moves in perfect order. The plan was followed closely. Dylan's accession is now clear.

"Sister."

"Don't you think it's going well?"

Dante approached and spoke. Will look at Charlize.

Those who were willing to kneel down and tighten their knees under the Grandmaster. An expression of respect and willingness to support him sincerely.

It was too far and high. It rose so high that it could not be reached.

"Don't just look at Charlize, talk to her ..."

At Dante's suggestion, Will smile bitterly.

“What should I say?”

I'm glad you're alive? There are rumors that the reason Duke Kenin swore allegiance to the Crown Prince was because of your contribution. Really it?

The Grand Duke fell silent next to the two young masters. Because Charlize is shining brightly up there.

He could not even think of Charlize in the Grand Duchy. His presence was dazzling with a flame of brilliance.

"Everything, stay in your place."

said Charlize.

He tried to wait for Dylan a little more, but his head was too noisy. Even if he tried to take it as unnecessary anxiety. Already late.

As Charlize rode the messenger's horse, the envoy as well as several knights became confused.

“Gr, Grandmaster? Where you go…!"

“Wait for my command.”

Charlize's cold words silenced everyone. It was only a short time, but they were completely under control.

Charlize withdrew the horse's control. Starting with a whimper, the horse neighed and ran away.

A strong wind hit his cheek. Charlize pulled harder.

"Faster than that."

But is he asking for too much speed? At one point, the horse that was running at full speed injured his leg and fell down.

Falling from a horse was at least a serious injury, but Charlize was unharmed by covering herself with mana.

Charlize rolled on the ground. But soon, he stood up again.

He was already running when he came to his senses. The more he ran, the more convinced he was by his guess. What if. Maybe Dylan's still there.

"Because it's Dylan."

Charlize ran and ran.

His fragile body could not bring out all of the Saint's strength, but he ran with all his might.

Even though he was out of breath to his chin, his lungs seemed to burst, and he felt his leg muscles would break.

He ran and ran. It wasn't long before he arrived.

The Imperial Palace.

It burns.

The corrupt owners who have built the crime.

Seeing these corpses on the ground, the fall of the imperial family, it was a sight he had long desired. The bodies of the imperial family are visible. Initially, the plan was to execute them through legal proceedings.

The thousand-year-old imperial building had collapsed, and the sky was shrouded in smoke. A painful scream pierced his ears.

"No way."

Emperors.

Maybe that's why Dylan's late. To kill even the Emperor.

No. gabe. From the beginning, he had intended to kill the Emperor.

So Charlize could not see the tragic end of the Emperor. It flashed across his mind that he probably knew his greatest goal for all of this was the Emperor.

'Since when did Dylan escape my control?'

Fire pillars rose from around him. Charlize jumped into the fire.

Perhaps due to his experience of hundreds of years, Charlize's intelligence was surprisingly cold and level-headed, even at this moment.

Charlize let out a breath.

"Teacher."

There was a shocked expression on his face, as if he did not believe he was before him.

There was no soft voice or the presence of the Emperor. No. gabe.

The Emperor lay at Dylan's feet. Dietrich I. The main perpetrator of all the ringleaders that made him 'Keira'.

"Emperor. Did you kill him?”

Charlize's voice was filled with emotion, not as usual.

Charlize looked at Dylan with an angry look. The end of the Emperor had to be done in his own hands. He must see it with his own eyes.

He decided to do that more than 10 years ago, and today he ran all the way here, to give up everything.

"I asked what

' you killed him."

But instead of answering, Dylan simply tidied up his clothes. And not for a while, though,

“I didn't kill him. Da is obviously still alive.”The answer.

That doesn't make any sense. How can he live when he is not breathing and shows no signs of life?

As he thought so, the Emperor moved. Charlize held her breath. He was happy for a moment. He was happy to see her rolling on the ground. It was he, the Emperor who transformed himself into Keira and had spent 400 years.

"Aren't you wondering how I did it?"

"…How did you do it?"

Charlize's gaze rose again and faced Dylan.

Once upon a time, he had just become a boy. He was a clear and pure child. But now, he was a complete and total man. A traitor who ascended the throne by burying the imperial family's blood and destroying the Imperial Palace.

A tyrant who will destroy his country and lead it to disaster. He was covered in viscous blood, but he directly and blindly stared at Charlize.

Perhaps, even after such a long time, he was just a disciple who wanted to be praised. Dylan slowly took his lips off.

“At first, I tried to kill him with the sword. But when I saw my father, I suddenly thought of this.”

Charlize held her breath.

“Because of the fundamental reality of the subject that Master is so obsessed with is the Emperor. Rather than thinking that I should kill him with my own hands so that Master would not think of giving up on his life. There is a better way.”

“…”

“I have decided not to kill him. I felt a great hatred that I couldn't even count. I feel like I can't touch it.”

“…”

“Rather than killing him at once and making him feel no pain, I better let him live and take him to a painful hell. I thought it would be a more certain revenge. ”

Charlize was horrified and frightened, regardless of how far Dylan guessed her thoughts. Dylan spoke softly, as if asking for his approval.

“Didn't you think so, Master?”

The emperor, who was tied to the ground, blinked his eyes like a goldfish with a gaze full of anger and fear.

His mouth was tied and gagged, he was covered in blood. He could not escape even if he tried to squirm like a worm. He can't exist as someone anymore.

He was the father who made Dylan exist. Instead, he could understand that it was a human kindness for Dylan to kill his biological father.

However, Dylan smiled gently with a refreshing look.

"So I gave him a piece of Ehyrit."

These. He crossed. Line.

Feeding the pieces has been considered as the most terrible thing that people can do. The re-creation of life is the realm of Gods. That is the inviolable part that people should not ignore.

He thought that there was no way to destroy a person completely other than by changing his nature.

So when he's been 'Keira'. He was very angry, cold, and distant.

“Treat him as you wish, Master. 'This' will now live and move even if you cut off his arm, you can cut off his tongue and he won't die, if Master wants it.”

- more precisely.

"You can also make 'this' into a sword."

It would be better to kill the Emperor.

Dylan smiled gently. He said the Emperor was still alive and was suffering from excruciating pain. He said he wouldn't die even if he was killed. He will be able to complete his Master's wishes.

He added a word.

He can't hear it.

Charlize thought she was suffocating. He finally witnessed the fall of the Emperor, who had broken and destroyed it for a long time.

Yet. Revenge like this. He didn't even think of such a thing.

Now, the Emperor had paid the price to make 'Keira'. He was paid back the same way for the crimes he committed in trying to turn someone into a sword.

Because he himself had become half a sword after eating a piece of Ehyrit.

A terrifying sensation flowed all over his body. How could there be a perfect solution to that puzzle?

A small piece called the Emperor is set by a piece of Ehyrit to solve the puzzle of Keira. Perfection bleached his eyes.

"…Teacher?"

Dylan asked anxiously, with a gentle puppy-like face. Dylan stretched out his hand and tried to hug Charlize.

But Charlize did not move. Still, he looked at the Emperor.

At this moment, Charlize did not want Dylan's intervention. Dylan held his breath as his refusal read clearly.

'Why?'

Dylan remembered Charlize's vow to stay by his side no matter what she did.

'If you remove the Emperor with your own hands, you will lose the will to live. If I kill the Emperor, you will hate me, so I will let him live forever.'

Even if he were to be pierced with a sword, he might suffer, but he would not die. Fire and water do not kill a body regenerated with Ehyrit. Isn't this the best revenge?

Put your hand on the object of your revenge that won't stop breathing even if you treat it the way you want. It was the most perfect gift Dylan had ever given.

But.

Charlize's eyelashes are shaking. This was the first time his calm face was shaken.

Dylan is a genius. The problem was that he was genius enough to surpass what Charlize could handle.

As a result, Charlize hardened like a stone before the Emperor which was made exactly like 'Keira'.

He felt a cold urge to escape from Dylan, who had deduced exactly something he did not even explain.

Dylan, who had now become a tyrant completely, lowered his head to Charlize's neck for the first time.

Like a child. Like a beast with charm. Charlize silently held her breath with her eyes wide open.

Dylan's breath gently touched and tickled his skin. That's too close.

"Teacher."

Why don't you praise me?

Charlize took a breath in this strange feeling.