Escape From The Tyrant

Being the Perfect Tyrant Bag.3

"Death Knight…!"

Again.

The magic tower witch was frightened and muttered.

News came that even the second largest magic tower had been destroyed.

The magic letter that came with urgency said, 'The base of our place has been revealed, so run quickly.'

"If you don't run away."

You die.

Everyone shared only one thought.

The number of magic towers scattered across the continent was enormous. Because the magic tower has a deeper history than the authority of power possessed by the ruler.

"Re, revenge?"

"But why?"

Someone asked, and everyone was confused.

Because it is at the base of the magic tower, which is considered the safest.

Actually, they can't believe it.

In this way, the situation is being chased to the chin.

Regardless of the imperial border, the magic tower and Alperier had always waged war for the Gods in secret. Of course, it was a war of witches, a one-sided hunt for the magic tower.

Alperier's core personnel had originally reached the hundreds, but now they had killed all but a few more of the masters.

However, due to the sudden appearance of the Death Knight one day. The situation has reversed.

'Even if there is only one person.'

The place where the Death Knight passed by was where the magic tower had collapsed. They don't even know who he is. If it was a characteristic that did not have the characteristics of killing just like that without being revealed, that was the characteristic of a 'Death Knight'.

An unknown fear enveloped them.

The faces of the magic towers, which had been destroyed one after another, were now unable to accept that it was their turn.

"Speed up!"

"How about this'?"

“First of all, let's hang on and think.”

He believed in strength, but his life was a top priority for the magic tower.

When the Death Knight appeared, everyone died.

It is a principle embedded in the mind like an absolute proposition.

No one knew what the Death Knight looked like. Because everyone who saw him is dead. The Death Knight never left a witness.

Under the magic tower were the results of the experiments they had built. But when they hesitated, they knew that death would be the only thing.

'It doesn't make sense that there's only one Death Knight.'

Among the witches who rushed over in panic.

One of the oldest magicians looked into space with their eyes and mind jumping up and down.

'I've never seen one, but how do we know there is only one Death Knight?'

Suddenly, his entire body hardened with a detailed fear that left him numb.

The old witch lived far from fear.

Since he had always been in the position of a very strong person, even the nobles used to be afraid of the magic tower.

As he trampled on the weak, he couldn't even empathize a bit, and he couldn't understand what it was like to be 'weak'.

"I've never seen him."

However

The witch's thoughts did not continue. Because something passed in an instant.

The trajectory of the sword is already transcendent.

Absolute power beyond human limits. When their eyes met, only death awaited them.

It was a luxury for them to even be able to close their eyes properly.

The perfect sword, without hesitation.

There was blood everywhere.

Breezy wind.

The dreamy gray blonde hair fluttered into the air.

Charlize wiped her cheeks with a fresh face.

Skin soft only.

Fortunately, there was not a single drop of blood.

Death Knight, an identity of existence that scares everyone.

Of course, it was Charlize Ronan.

Charlize.

“…”

Charlize's gone.

Those whom the witches called 'this' gathered in one place.

Even the evil god's magic was not enough, so they were magicians who extracted civilians with magic power.

It was greed that frowned. Striving to become stronger, sacrificing the innocent.

A cold look swept underground.

No interested party lives off the magic tower.

The civilians are still alive, but they are worse than dead.

As Charlize approached, someone looked up and said.

"Please... Just kill me. I."

The sound of sobbing is an earnest desire.

Although he knew it would be his last tear, his desperate eyes turned to Charlize in the end.

He knows the pain. The fact that it was already irreversible, that he would suffer pain for the rest of his life and then he would die.

Charlize, who had killed all the magicians from the magic tower, firmly grasped her hand that stretched out in the air.

“You were. a human.”

I will never let you die in vain.

Charlize added kindly, bearing the brunt of the last empty wishes of civilians.

Someone has to take responsibility for this tragedy. And Charlize will ask the magic tower to take responsibility for it.

Tears flowed faintly with gratitude.

Charlize ended her pain.

Gulp down.

Meanwhile, looking back at Charlize's face, Payne gulped.

It was a push, which he could notice.

Charlize's face was cold and grim, in contrast to the gentle one.

When Charlize often made that expression, Payne, who had been watching her for a long time, became tired from fear. He can't get used to it.

'Although he is really part of Ehyrit.'

Indeed, it was a skill that could not be seen as a human skill.

Charlize, who was kind to the end, stood up from her seat.

Now there really was only death around him.

It was a familiar sight to Alperier, who was following Charlize, but they also thought it was unrealistic every time they saw it.

“Didn't the Death Knight do a good job today as well? The appearance is endless.”

'Oh, my God, is he angry?'

Was his cute voice too exaggerated in front of Charlize, who bore the burden?

Payne shut up.

The other people in Alperier just looked at Charlize.

'Three years ago.'

Incredibly, Charlize had defeated all the Alperier who were in conflict with the battle.

After winning everyone over, Charlize naturally rose to the position of Leader.

Initially, there was no representation. It ended up just sitting in the upper chair and staring at everyone.

"Are you going to follow my orders now?"

Then, when he asked just one thing, Charlize smiled gently.

It was a very natural domination.

Everyone bow their heads.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I will follow your orders, leader."

It was as if a bondage instinct was flowing through a vein. They did not dare to oppose Charlize.

Everyone could not guess what Charlize meant, but they obeyed her carefully. Then, following Charlize's orders, everything was destroyed.

It was possible with only seven people.

All those chosen directly by Charlize survived. They were proud to be Charlize's closest aide to the point that they now felt proud.

Only then did they understand Payne's praise.

Charlize is the genius of the century whose existence itself is an offense. Existence which is the most miraculous variable itself, violates all common sense and rules in the world.

Charlize ruled in just a few weeks.

He terrorized the magic tower, which he hunted as if he was enjoying Alperier.

It's absurd and crazy.

'Excellent performance.'

However, due to the precise calculations, the accurate knowledge was as if he had seen and known for a long time even though it was his first visit, and Charlize's instructions to know and move in the future, all seemingly impossible goals are achieved.

Therefore, Charlize was called so.

'Knight's death.'

The perfect Saint,

Which only brings death.

Now, seven people, including Payne, were called the commanders of the Death Knight corps.

'I just think it's good.'

No matter how much he looked back to the past when he was faced with the magic tower, the difference between before and after Charlize appeared very different.

The different changes were as unreal as the scene unfolding before his eyes.

In the vicinity of Charlize, who provided an unparalleled presence, the commander of the Death Knight corps instinctively held his breath.

"I'm goosebumps."

Payne stared at Charlize stiffly.

From the first time he saw her, he thought she was crazy. But he had never expected him to be this genius.

Even now, it has been. It was because the magic tower was destroyed several times with the trajectory of Charlize's sword.

But, as if it was natural, Charlize immediately gave the order with an indifferent face.

"Back."

"Yes." Yeah."

No one dared not to hear Charlize's words.

Charlize turned.

When their eyes met, Payne reflexively lowered his gaze.

Now, even this bend was taken for granted in front of Charlize.

***

'Hidden magic tower.'

In the leader's room left alone, Charlize was thinking about the magic tower.

Alperier's base changes all the time, but the fact that Charlize is given the most spacious and best room is always the same.

The magic tower has an official tower and an unofficial tower.

'Since I cut off a limb, when I cut off a head, that's the key.'

However, the hidden magic tower, shrouded in a veil, made it very difficult to find.

For a moment, Charlize fell into emotion.

Three years later, Charlize is living well without Dylan.

At first, she was worried that it would hurt if she left her beloved lover. Surprisingly, it was very good.

He spends his time doing what he has to do.

In his first year, he wished Dylan wasn't a real part of Ehyrit, and Charlize wasn't an evil god, but it was useless.

In the second year, he understood.

Hearing the news of Dylan I, who had unified the continent in three years now, Charlize finally convinced herself.

'Dylan is the original part of Ehyrit.'

Such a ridiculous achievement was only possible because Dylan was no ordinary human.

Didn't we see it before he went back in time? Dylan, who showed incredible genius in all fields.

Of course, Payne thought he showed exceptional ability because he was Dylan, whom Charlize had taught.

[Of course, because the teacher is amazing, the student is also amazing.]

It sounds right, but it's not accurate.

But it's a relief.

Charlize continued to hide her identity from Alperier.

Alperier went elsewhere now, but only the Blade Empire did they not visit. Charlize also did not hear from the Blade Empire.

Now the whole world is in the form of several kingdoms under Emperor Dylan. Everyone obeyed Dylan.

The reason he stopped thinking was because of Derian's urgent voice.

"Sorry, but I'm going in, leader!"

Charlize's gaze shone coldly.

Perhaps at this point, Charlize should have noticed his face.

"Leader!"

The door suddenly opened.

It was rude without knocking, but from Derian's expression, Charlize realized the emergency of the situation.

Three years ago, he was the first to point his sword at Charlize. Now, Derian was the commander of the Death Knight corps who was more loyal than anyone.

"What the hell is going on?"

When Charlize asked, Derian hurriedly reported.

“Something big happened.”

Derian took a deep breath.

“The story is that Dylan I, who has unified the continent, wants to open the imperial treasury to magic tower magicians and support them.”

***