The Heavenly Demon Can't Live a Normal Life Chapter 365

Published at 23rd of November 2021 05:31:27 AM

End of Civil War (4)

D-day dawn.

There were people who came through the dark darkness and approached the walls of Marine.

Their number reached tens of thousands, and no matter how much they moved in the dark, they could not completely hide their number.

pod.

A magic light shone outside.

The guards guarding the top of the wall noticed a suspicious movement.

However, the people moving under the wall did not stop, and even though the guards had clearly identified them, they secretly looked away.

There were no such guards.

Most of the guards guarding the wall were aware of the situation outside the wall, but no one responded actively.

yet.

cut profit.

thud.

The gates were opened.

The guards protecting Marine, rather, opened the door so that outside forces could easily enter.

questionable people.

To be precise, the soldiers who concealed their identities in dark clothes entered the inside one after another.

It would have been impossible without prior discussion. In fact, all of this was done under perfect planning.

Seeing the Marquis of Belfir watching the situation from a distance, a man of high rank spoke in a quiet voice.

"So far, there doesn't seem to be any particular problems."

"It should be. That's why I didn't put you there.

man's body.

He was the new captain of the guard.

Roman Dmitry's chaos led to the death of the old guard, and the Marquis of Belfir was able to fill the position with a person suitable for the plan.

Looking at the situation in front of him, he smiled.

If such a plate could not be made, the rebellion would not have been dreamed of in the first place.

'Emperor Valhalla. It's your problem that you're overconfident of yourself.'

Valhalla's command system is one-sided.

The method of carrying out the orders issued by the Emperor Valhalla, the problem is that those orders are not detailed.

kill anyone

where to attack

Fill vacancies with new characters, etc.

Emperor Valhalla entrusted most of the detailed work to the Marquis of Belfir, and he usually entrusted the position of commander of the guard to a loyal servant, but this time it was different.

You've put the first button on the plan right.

Judging that the rebellion would be difficult with only the troops already established inside the Marine, the outside forces were secretly brought in.

Actually.

If the commander was interested in state management, this operation would be impossible.

However, the Marquis of Belfir had been serving Emperor Valhalla for a long time, and knew that this absurdly daring operation worked.

Who the hell would have predicted that the rebels would openly enter the castle gates? The problem was now.

The guards bribed the guards and made them on the side of the rebels, but there was no room for conciliation for the emperor's forces guarding the inner city.

Mouth was dry.

Water has already been spilled, and the moment the rebellion fails, he will not be able to sustain his life from responsibility.

"You are ready."

A driver from outside reported the situation.

The Marquis Belfir nodded his head and looked at him with wretched eyes.

"Keep in mind everyone. This operation must focus on quickly and quickly subduing the Emperor Valhalla. The success or failure of a rebellion is directly related to our lives. If you succeed, you will enjoy wealth and glory that you could not have imagined before, but if you fail, you will think that dying without pain is a blessing. The opponent is the tyrant of Valhalla. Even if you risk your life, you must succeed."

"I will keep that in mind."

The knight nodded.

The plate was laid.

At the command given as it is, the rebels, led by the knights, began to spread throughout the darkened city.

like that.

An operation that depended on Valhalla's fate had begun.

* * *

The Marquis of Belfir is the brain of Valhalla.

Despite his repeated defeats against Roman Dmitry, he did not proceed with life-threatening issues such as rebellion.

If you convince the guards in the first place.

For sure success, he added drugs to the diet of the imperial troops. It was a drug that induces fatigue in those who took it after a certain period of time, but in time for the dawn of the plan, the soldiers of the imperial family began to doze off one by one.

Thanks to you, there was a hole in the guard.

Even until the gates of the inner city were wide open, the tired soldiers of the imperial family could not have imagined that a revolt would dare arise in Marine.

hooked.

"Attack!"

"Those who surrender will be spared, but those who do not will be killed!"

The flames of rebellion spread.

It was a one-sided attack.

The imperial soldiers, who were unconscious, were killed without seeing a proper scream, and the Marquis of Belfir also pushed the troops staying in the Marine into the sea.

It was a smooth situation.

The scenario proceeded according to the ideal scenario, and soon they saw the Imperial Palace of Valhalla before their eyes.

from now on

It was a real hurdle.

As long as the special power of Emperor Valhalla was holding up in there, the rebellion could not be successful without bloodshed.

It was as expected.

Immortal swordsmen and imperial wizards stopped the rebels.

"Where is this!"

"Wind Press."

Wheeing-

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

A fierce battle ensued.

The aura swordsmen mobilized by the Marquis of Belfir lit up a strong light, and the wizards involved in the rebellion also erupted violently with magical powers.

The immortal swordsmen did not die as they showed against Roman Dmitry.

No matter how much they cut and cut, the body was regenerated, and the magicians of the imperial family also played tricks on the rebels with their strange magic.

corpses piled up

The moment I thought that the rebellion might fail like this, a strange thing happened.

"Great!"

The Immortal Swordsman screamed.

Perhaps there was a limit to their regeneration, and the moment the Immortal Swordsman fell to his knees, the atmosphere completely changed.

It has been proven that the opponent is not invincible.

The rebel forces pushed their opponents back, and the impregnable imperial court, which seemed unlikely to collapse, gradually began to open the way.

Success was seen.

As Marquis Belfir was walking down the road covered with corpses, he felt a strange sense of ominousness.

' The Emperor Valhalla could not fall so easily. There must be some hidden power.'

convinced

The day the imperial family was dyed with blood.

Emperor Valhalla showed more power than this.

Knowing this, the Marquis of Belfir was never vigilant, but no matter how much time passed, the emperor's soldiers did not show any significant reversal.

The road was completely open. There were no more soldiers blocking the space where the Emperor Valhalla was staying. Even as I walked down that road, my mind was complicated.

The moment he opened the door, it seemed that an unbearable disaster was waiting for him, but he could not step back just because things were going smoothly.

squeaky.

opened the door

and beyond.

"Did you betray me, Marquis Belfir?"

The moment he discovered Emperor Valhalla with a detached expression on his face, the Marquis of Belfir had an intuition that the rebellion had been successful.

* * *

The day was bright.

Marine's citizens flocked.

In front of them, the Emperor Valhalla was dragged out in a miserable mourning.

"Wow!"

die!

"Your bastard ruined Valhalla!"

people booed

He cursed bitterly.

Some threw eggs, stones, etc., and drops of blood dripped from the head of Emperor Valhalla as the stones hit his head.

It was an unbelievable sight.

How could an emperor who boasted the power of invincibility even just a day ago become such a wretched wretch?

However.

What was in front of me was reality.

Emperor Valhalla walked the long road of hardship, and climbed onto the execution table specially prepared for him.

A rope hung around his neck.

Looking at it, Marquis Belfir showed a strange expression.

'Are they really successful in rebellion?'

even with success.

He couldn't accept reality.

So it went through a certain verification process.

I thought that the Emperor Valhalla might have put up a double, so I checked to see if he really was the Emperor Valhalla.

As a result, it turned out to be true.

It was confirmed that he was descended from the Valhalla imperial family, and there was no magical element in his appearance, and above all, it proved that the instinct of the Marquis of Belfir, who had been serving the Emperor Valhalla, was true.

It was real.

Looking up at the execution table, the Marquis Belfir said.

"Emperor Valhalla. Do you have any last words to say before you die?"

It was the last mercy.

Emperor Valhalla looked around the people.

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"????????????"

It was bizarre.

How can you smile even when you hang your head on the execution table?

Emperor Valhalla raised his head and raised his voice to the people.

"How many people really know about me in this place? A time when I didn't get anyone's attention yet. At that time, I had no interest in the position of the emperor. Being the 14th son of Emperor Valhalla, I never imagined that I would rise to the throne. But, I became the emperor. And I have no regrets about being called a tyrant."

it died

It was a strange remark.

The words he spoke were different from the usual ones.

"Naughty bastards. Valhalla will fall because you are like that. Valhalla is not my fault, you are responsible for it. Do not think that my death will lead to the glory of Valhalla. Valhalla is already falling... Whoops!"

tung.

The unseen Marquis of Belfir gave the signal.

As Emperor Valhalla's feet fell, he was seen floundering, hanging in the air.

face flushed red.

twisted in pain

Contrary to his resolute appearance, his gestures as he struggled in the face of death were shabby and weak.

Tears and runny nose poured from his face.

And finally.

body was limp.

my breath stopped

Emperor Valhalla.

For a giant who dominated the times, it was a rather futile end.

* * *

The revolt was successful.

After a few days of tidying up.

The Marquis Belfir, who was still in the blood-stained imperial palace, saw the emperor's seat, which was now vacant.

"Who is worthy of that position?"

vacancy.

The alternatives were limited.

All the kinsmen of the Valhalla imperial family were killed, so only the Duke of Vieto and himself, who led the rebellion, could take the place of the emperor.

Gumi pulled.

At first, he thought he was lucky just to succeed in the rebellion, but when he succeeded while preserving his power, desire grew in his heart.

'I have a cause.'

this revolt.

It was led by the Duke of Vieto, but it was he who made the revolt successful.

The reason was clear.

On the day of the execution of Emperor Valhalla, the people of Marin chanted the name of Marquis Belfir and praised him.

A hero who saved Valhalla from a tyrant. When I recall the memories of that day, I still have goosebumps all over my body.

And.

Roman Dmitry's threats were no longer effective.

Since the Emperor Valhalla, who had been threatened, had died, he could not be held responsible even if he had planned a rebellion.

It was perfect.

I didn't know this might be an opportunity.

Oh God. Are you really opening the way for me?"

said the sages.

The Marquis of Belfir is said to have been well-born of the times.

I didn't know that might be true.

After the years of living like a dog under Emperor Valhalla, he might rise up and rise to the throne.

timely.

"The Duke of Vieto has entered."

Hearing Suha's words, Marquis Belfir got up with a sad expression on his face.

* * *

Marin's gate.

A lot of people have already gathered.

In order to identify the Duke of Vieto, the leader of the rebellion, the people of Valhalla left everything they were doing and went out into the streets.

they were excited

Duke of Vieto.

He was the hero of Valhalla.

No matter how great the achievements of Belfir, it was not comparable to the person who raised his voice for the first time.

The Marquis of Belfir went out to meet him.

He smiled as he looked at the Duke of Vieto, accompanied by his soldiers.

"Duke Vieto. You've been through a lot."

The eyes quickly turned.

First.

There are many eyes to see now.

After moving him to another location, he was planning to build a panel to determine the emperor's seat.

"You must be tired, so move on first Ugh?!

Moment.

Marquis Belfir's face turned pale as if he had seen a ghost.

Right next to the Duke of Vieto.

The man with the robe was pulled up.

He was Roman Dmitry.

He was a man who should not have been in Valhalla.

Aside from the fact that he had an affair with the Duke of Vieto, the people of Valhalla had a resentment towards Roman Dmitry for the attack on Marine.

The people he killed that day were, after all, the people's family.

So I thought there was nothing more to see, and he suddenly appeared with the Duke of Vieto.

That was then.

Duke Vieto shouted.

"Listen, soldiers! Arrest the treason Marquis Belfir!"

"Hey, what is that!"

It happened in an instant.

At Duke Vieto's shout, his men abruptly slaughtered Belfir's men and overpowered the Marquis of Belfir.

Park.

Marquis Belfir fell to the ground.

His face was crushed, and his body was bound.

I found out then

Something was going wrong.

Chapter end