9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡep7pmO0rcpIf they keep burdening us like this, where are we supposed to find the Gems to pay these taxes? If everything we earn goes to the King, what will happen to our families?" These were the desperate cries echoing through the Pigyonya Empire.
Piecus: "I wonder how much more of a burden the people of this empire can carry!"
"That is just how it is, Piecus. These laws have existed in this empire since the very beginning."
Piecus: "But Father, they could be changed, couldn't they!?"
"They could. But pride, arrogance, and tyranny... they won't allow it to happen."
He looked at Piecus's face and continued. "Even if the public wants change, the hands inside the royal court—those who cling to power just to flaunt it—will never let these laws shift. All they care about is wealth and power... nothing but power!"
Piecus could only stare at his father's face in silence.
"Follow me..." he said, leading Piecus away. But suddenly, a soldier came sprinting toward them, shouting, "Commander Ferran! Commander Ferran!"
Ferran: "What happened!?"
Soldier: "Commander Ferran, some kind of strange monster has been spotted entering the capital!"
Ferran: "What!? What are you talking about!?"
Soldier: "It's true! The soldiers guarding the Southern Gate have been slaughtered!"
Ferran and Piecus were struck with shock.
Ferran: "Piecus, go immediately and alert our army! I am heading to the site of the attack right now!"
Piecus: "Yes, Father!" he replied, rushing off at once.
Ferran strapped his weapon to his back and rushed toward the gate. He was met with the sight of numerous fallen soldiers. "Oh no... this news must have already reached the heart of the empire," he muttered, quickly heading back into the city. Along with a few soldiers stationed inside, Ferran began a search operation.
"What could this be!?" he wondered. Suddenly, a soldier was struck down right before his eyes. Goblins had infiltrated the city!
"What kind of monstrosity is this!?" he exclaimed as the creatures lunged at the soldiers. Ferran didn't hesitate; he moved like a whirlwind, slaughtering the goblins in a matter of seconds.
However, one goblin managed to grab a soldier, holding him hostage. "If you keep attacking us like this, we will kill every citizen hiding in every corner of this city!" it hissed. But before it could finish, its head was sent flying—decapitated in the blink of an eye.
At that moment, a group of soldiers ran toward Ferran, breathless. "Commander Ferran! The King has been attacked! They have murdered him inside the palace!"
Shock washed over everyone present. Ferran stood stunned. "What is this madness? What on earth is happening!?"
Meanwhile, Piecus stood before the palace, staring in disbelief at the chaos unfolding. A massive crowd of citizens had already gathered at the palace gates. The whisper began to spread like wildfire through every street of the Pigyonia Empire: "The King is dead... the King is dead!"
Ferran and his men finally reached the palace entrance. He turned to his soldiers with a firm command. "Stay here and ensure no riots break out among the people. I will go inside and investigate."
"Yes, sir!" the soldiers replied, as Ferran left them behind and stepped into the palace.
Piecus stood among the anxious crowd. From the palace balcony, Bogai—the son of the deceased King—looked down at the massive gathering of citizens.
Ferran: "Prince Bogai!"
Bogai: "Come, Rage Commander Ferran."
Ferran: "My Prince, how did this happen?"
Bogai: "Nothing happened here as you might be imagining."
Ferran: "Then what are the people saying?"
Bogai: "Those are just rumors! This was an untimely death. Now, a new King is to be appointed."
Ferran: "Are you becoming the King so soon?"
Bogai: "I am not the one who will be King!"
Ferran: "Then who!?"
Suddenly, a tall, imposing figure walked up from behind.
Ferran: "What is this... presence!?"
Bogai: "He is the new ruler of this empire—Lord Demansion!"
Stunned, Ferran turned around to see Demansion walking toward them, eventually coming to a halt right in front of him. Bogai bowed to him and said, "Lord Demansion, please announce the beginning of your reign to them."
Ferran’s eyes were wide with disbelief. "Lord Demansion?" he thought to himself.
Bogai: "People of all walks, listen here!" he shouted. The crowd turned their attention toward the balcony.
Some whispered in fear, "What is that!? A monster?"
"People and officials of the Pigyonia Empire, you need not look at me with such shock! I am the new King of this empire. No harm shall come to any of you!" Demansion’s voice echoed with absolute majesty and gravity.
The people began to mutter among themselves, "What is this?"
"Because, from now on, the burden upon you shall be lifted. You no longer have to pay any taxes. Giving just one part of what you earn is enough. Under my rule, you shall live in peace!"
Upon hearing this, the faces of the citizens lit up. They began to praise Demansion, accepting him as their new King.
Ferran remained frozen in shock. He slowly turned his gaze toward Bogai, whose face was etched with pure, unadulterated terror. Bogai looked up at Demansion, and Demansion slowly turned to face him.
The Truth Behind Bogai’s Fear:
Brammi, the King of the Pigyonia Empire, had been alone in his chambers that night.
"I must find a way to reduce these taxes on the people! If I don't, there's no doubt they will turn against the throne," he thought to himself.
Suddenly, a voice echoed from the balcony.
"Your decision is a wise one, King of Pigyonia. The people are in great distress. You must lighten their burden. You must allow them to fill their stomachs!"
Brammi: "Who are you!?"
Demansion: "Forgive me, O King. My name is Demansion... the next ruler of this empire."
Brammi: "The King!? How can you be the next ruler while I still stand?"
Demansion: "I would rather not take it from you by force, King."
Brammi: "And if I refuse to give it?" He drew his weapon.
Demansion: "Oh, King... you have no other choice but to surrender this kingdom to me!"
Brammi lunged at Demansion. The clash began. Demansion evaded Brammi’s strikes with effortless grace.
"Who is this man?" Brammi wondered, attacking again. Demansion continued to dodge every move.
"He is incredibly fast and strong! But no matter," Brammi thought as he swung his blade toward Demansion’s neck. Demansion leaped back, creating distance.
"Not bad. Your attack is impressive!" Demansion remarked. Brammi charged again, weapon raised—but then, Demansion’s vision shifted. He saw Brammi’s soul separate from his physical body. With a swift, supernatural strike, Demansion destroyed the soul itself.
Brammi collapsed mid-charge. His life was gone.
Prince Bogai, hearing the commotion, rushed into his father’s room. "Father? What was that noise?"
He found Brammi lying on the floor. There wasn't a single wound on his body.
"Father! Father? Wake up! Father!" he cried, trying to shake him awake.
"The King has breathed his last," a grave, heavy voice announced.
Terror-stricken, Bogai spun around toward the sound.
Demansion was already there, sitting majestically upon the throne as if he had always belonged there. Bogai stared at him, paralyzed by shock and horror.
That same terror was what Ferran saw in Bogai’s eyes today.
TO BE CONTINUED...!!
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