Chapter 500: 500
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In response to the situation that was going on in front of her, Eshar was pointing towards giving up.
--Ahh... brother didn't execute me after all.
Sion's decision, following the words of his fellow Imperial wisdom meers, was the most generous he could possibly imagine of granting respite.
Perfect brother's mercy lengthened his life... and even the compassion of a boy far removed from the fear of death was humiliated.
--Oniisama... you're even giving me the warmth to aim for my own life...
Before that tolerance, your narrow mind is exposed, and your sense of defeat is all you need.
The thick chains that tied Eshar's body didn't break easily... but they continued to devour his young soul like a curse.
It was then.
"Excuse me. Prince Abel is here."
When he heard such a voice, Eshal raised his face.
It was Abel, the second prince of the Kingdom of Remno, who entered the room, a friend of his brother's.
Eshal remembered Abel who had met once.
--I wonder if I ever had a swordsmanship match with my brother.... I thought I'd lost so much, but I can't believe I'm still friends with my brother... I wonder what kind of person...
It is an eshar that is getting a little interested in him.
As Abel entered the room, he first looked at Abram and exhaled a breath of relief.
"His Majesty Abram. Thank you for being safe. I just chilled my liver."
"Prince Abel, I'm sorry to trouble you. It's a pity to expose such a scandal."
"What are you saying? Your Majesty is indispensable to the continent. Please, don't worry about that and rest."
And Abel looked towards Zion.
"By the way, why did I get called here?
It was also questionable for Eschar. Because there was no reason to call Prince Abel in the conversation.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Actually, I need to ask you something."
Theon lowers his head with that.
"Hmm. I don't know, I wish I could..."
Theon said to Abel, tilting his neck.
"You're the only one I can ask. Actually, my brother Eshar is leaving the country."
"... is that so?
And Abel turned to Eshar, and glanced slightly.
"That's another sudden thing."
"That's right. So, as far as I'm concerned, I want to do one thing,\ 36112;."
"Hmm... what's that?
Abel looks strange. Eschar was about to agree to that.
What the hell is my brother going to do...? Looking at the side of Theon with a little anxiety. Did you notice that gaze? Theon turned around.
"Eshar, there's something you need to know to move forward. I want to show it to you now."
Then Theon turned to Abel... and said in a quiet tone.
"Abel Lemno, I want you to have a sword."
Sion shook his head as he cut off his words along the way.
"Match up... no, no. I... want you to fight me."
Position yourself correctly, place your hand on your chest, and Theon continues.
"Abel Remno, I'm applying for a duel with you. Empire wisdom, Mia Luna Tiamoon."
Silence spreads indoors. That's what I mean.
"... hah?
I don't know who broke it without reading the air, but I don't know... Eschar understood that feeling very well.
--Oniisama, what the hell are you thinking!?
"Is that really true?
After a challenge from Theon, Abel took a breath of surprise.....
"You mean that, don't you? If you're joking, I won't forgive you....."
"I'm not joking about this."
Sion answers with a serious face.
"Really... If you're pointing that condition at me... even if you're pointing your whole body at me..."
"Of course. I'm looking forward to it. I'm going to crush everything."
Theon smiled fiercely, not like him.
"I've stopped refraining. Abel, I'm going to be honest with myself."
I see. It was worth waiting for. "
And Abel also smiled.
"Ah, brother... what does this mean?
Barely, Theon only smiles at Eshar, who questions.
"I told you. This is for you,\ 36112;. Stick it in your eyes."
Then Zion turned his face toward Uncle Rampron.
"It will be necessary to explain the situation at the venue. I'll do it myself. Uncle Lampron wants you to go ahead and fix the situation."
"Thank you. Your Highness... However... the combination of swordsmanship..."
"After the explanation. Is that okay?
When asked, Abel nodded with a mysterious face.
"Oh, I don't mind. I'm always ready."
Look at their interactions.
"... hah?
Again, that voice comes up... Eschar didn't know whose it belonged to.
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In response to the situation that was going on in front of her, Eshar was pointing towards giving up.
--Ahh... brother didn't execute me after all.
Sion's decision, following the words of his fellow Imperial wisdom meers, was the most generous he could possibly imagine of granting respite.
Perfect brother's mercy lengthened his life... and even the compassion of a boy far removed from the fear of death was humiliated.
--Oniisama... you're even giving me the warmth to aim for my own life...
Before that tolerance, your narrow mind is exposed, and your sense of defeat is all you need.
The thick chains that tied Eshar's body didn't break easily... but they continued to devour his young soul like a curse.
It was then.
"Excuse me. Prince Abel is here."
When he heard such a voice, Eshal raised his face.
It was Abel, the second prince of the Kingdom of Remno, who entered the room, a friend of his brother's.
Eshal remembered Abel who had met once.
--I wonder if I ever had a swordsmanship match with my brother.... I thought I'd lost so much, but I can't believe I'm still friends with my brother... I wonder what kind of person...
It is an eshar that is getting a little interested in him.
As Abel entered the room, he first looked at Abram and exhaled a breath of relief.
"His Majesty Abram. Thank you for being safe. I just chilled my liver."
"Prince Abel, I'm sorry to trouble you. It's a pity to expose such a scandal."
"What are you saying? Your Majesty is indispensable to the continent. Please, don't worry about that and rest."
And Abel looked towards Zion.
"By the way, why did I get called here?
It was also questionable for Eschar. Because there was no reason to call Prince Abel in the conversation.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Actually, I need to ask you something."
Theon lowers his head with that.
"Hmm. I don't know, I wish I could..."
Theon said to Abel, tilting his neck.
"You're the only one I can ask. Actually, my brother Eshar is leaving the country."
"... is that so?
And Abel turned to Eshar, and glanced slightly.
"That's another sudden thing."
"That's right. So, as far as I'm concerned, I want to do one thing,\ 36112;."
"Hmm... what's that?
Abel looks strange. Eschar was about to agree to that.
What the hell is my brother going to do...? Looking at the side of Theon with a little anxiety. Did you notice that gaze? Theon turned around.
"Eshar, there's something you need to know to move forward. I want to show it to you now."
Then Theon turned to Abel... and said in a quiet tone.
"Abel Lemno, I want you to have a sword."
Sion shook his head as he cut off his words along the way.
"Match up... no, no. I... want you to fight me."
Position yourself correctly, place your hand on your chest, and Theon continues.
"Abel Remno, I'm applying for a duel with you. Empire wisdom, Mia Luna Tiamoon."
Silence spreads indoors. That's what I mean.
"... hah?
I don't know who broke it without reading the air, but I don't know... Eschar understood that feeling very well.
--Oniisama, what the hell are you thinking!?
"Is that really true?
After a challenge from Theon, Abel took a breath of surprise.....
"You mean that, don't you? If you're joking, I won't forgive you....."
"I'm not joking about this."
Sion answers with a serious face.
"Really... If you're pointing that condition at me... even if you're pointing your whole body at me..."
"Of course. I'm looking forward to it. I'm going to crush everything."
Theon smiled fiercely, not like him.
"I've stopped refraining. Abel, I'm going to be honest with myself."
I see. It was worth waiting for. "
And Abel also smiled.
"Ah, brother... what does this mean?
Barely, Theon only smiles at Eshar, who questions.
"I told you. This is for you,\ 36112;. Stick it in your eyes."
Then Zion turned his face toward Uncle Rampron.
"It will be necessary to explain the situation at the venue. I'll do it myself. Uncle Lampron wants you to go ahead and fix the situation."
"Thank you. Your Highness... However... the combination of swordsmanship..."
"After the explanation. Is that okay?
When asked, Abel nodded with a mysterious face.
"Oh, I don't mind. I'm always ready."
Look at their interactions.
"... hah?
Again, that voice comes up... Eschar didn't know whose it belonged to.
In response to the situation that was going on in front of her, Eshar was pointing towards giving up.--Ahh... brother didn't execute me after all.Sion's decision, following the words of his fellow Imperial wisdom meers, was the most generous he could possibly imagine of granting respite.Perfect brother's mercy lengthened his life... and even the compassion of a boy far removed from the fear of death was humiliated.--Oniisama... you're even giving me the warmth to aim for my own life...Before that tolerance, your narrow mind is exposed, and your sense of defeat is all you need.The thick chains that tied Eshar's body didn't break easily... but they continued to devour his young soul like a curse.It was then."Excuse me. Prince Abel is here."When he heard such a voice, Eshal raised his face.It was Abel, the second prince of the Kingdom of Remno, who entered the room, a friend of his brother's.Eshal remembered Abel who had met once.--I wonder if I ever had a swordsmanship match with my brother.... I thought I'd lost so much, but I can't believe I'm still friends with my brother... I wonder what kind of person...It is an eshar that is getting a little interested in him.As Abel entered the room, he first looked at Abram and exhaled a breath of relief."His Majesty Abram. Thank you for being safe. I just chilled my liver.""Prince Abel, I'm sorry to trouble you. It's a pity to expose such a scandal.""What are you saying? Your Majesty is indispensable to the continent. Please, don't worry about that and rest."And Abel looked towards Zion."By the way, why did I get called here? It was also questionable for Eschar. Because there was no reason to call Prince Abel in the conversation."Oh, I'm sorry. Actually, I need to ask you something."Theon lowers his head with that."Hmm. I don't know, I wish I could..."Theon said to Abel, tilting his neck."You're the only one I can ask. Actually, my brother Eshar is leaving the country.""... is that so? And Abel turned to Eshar, and glanced slightly."That's another sudden thing.""That's right. So, as far as I'm concerned, I want to do one thing,\ 36112;.""Hmm... what's that? Abel looks strange. Eschar was about to agree to that.What the hell is my brother going to do...? Looking at the side of Theon with a little anxiety. Did you notice that gaze? Theon turned around."Eshar, there's something you need to know to move forward. I want to show it to you now."Then Theon turned to Abel... and said in a quiet tone."Abel Lemno, I want you to have a sword."Sion shook his head as he cut off his words along the way."Match up... no, no. I... want you to fight me."Position yourself correctly, place your hand on your chest, and Theon continues."Abel Remno, I'm applying for a duel with you. Empire wisdom, Mia Luna Tiamoon."Silence spreads indoors. That's what I mean."... hah? I don't know who broke it without reading the air, but I don't know... Eschar understood that feeling very well.--Oniisama, what the hell are you thinking!?"Is that really true? After a challenge from Theon, Abel took a breath of surprise....."You mean that, don't you? If you're joking, I won't forgive you.....""I'm not joking about this."Sion answers with a serious face."Really... If you're pointing that condition at me... even if you're pointing your whole body at me...""Of course. I'm looking forward to it. I'm going to crush everything."Theon smiled fiercely, not like him."I've stopped refraining. Abel, I'm going to be honest with myself."I see. It was worth waiting for. "And Abel also smiled."Ah, brother... what does this mean? Barely, Theon only smiles at Eshar, who questions."I told you. This is for you,\ 36112;. Stick it in your eyes."Then Zion turned his face toward Uncle Rampron."It will be necessary to explain the situation at the venue. I'll do it myself. Uncle Lampron wants you to go ahead and fix the situation.""Thank you. Your Highness... However... the combination of swordsmanship...""After the explanation. Is that okay? When asked, Abel nodded with a mysterious face."Oh, I don't mind. I'm always ready."Look at their interactions."... hah? Again, that voice comes up... Eschar didn't know whose it belonged to.
