Chapter 405 - Episode Fifty-One - A Visitor from the Fire Country (1)(Side: Jeem)
-The King’s Chamber, the innermost part of the Maharaun Kingdom’s Mahala Laol Palace, a land far to the west of the Dinrat Kingdom.
Magra, a large old man who is the head of the Five Grand Masters of the Maharaun Kingdom and the king of the country, is sitting on the throne.
The throne is surrounded by the king’s bodyguards, the warrior monks.
In front of King Magra, a diminutive old man, his body covered with cloth, hangs his head.
“King Magra, I must leave the country for a moment. I’ve got important, important business to attend to. However …… please do not cause any undue anxiety. There are many people in the palace who are fascinated by me. Hihohohohoho……”
He was Jeem, one of the Five Grand Masters.
In terms of position, Jeem is subordinate to King Magra, but ever since he uncovered the fact that Rimud, another one of the Five Grand Masters who was peaceful, had been in league with the important people of other countries, and forcibly imprisoned him with the approval of the other Five Grand Masters, almost as a form of blackmail, he has rapidly gained influence within.
Even though it was by force, once the imprisonment of the peaceful Limdo was passed, the trend of promoting politics with Jeem at the center was established.
Also, just as Jeem had said, the number of people who followed him in the palace was rapidly increasing.
It was not uncommon for people who disliked Jeem to suddenly disappear.
Each one of them could be said to be a coincidence, but looking back at the results alone, it was certain that the Five Grand Masters, the political facilities of the Maharaun Kingdom, were being completely taken over by Jeem.
“Lord Jeem …… Why. Why are you doing this ……?”
King Magra asked fearfully.
Normally, Jeem would have just said, “What do you mean?”.
On this day, however, Jeem touched his beard a little and showed signs of thinking, then smiled wickedly on his monkey-like face and taunted King Magra.
“Hihohohoho …… King Magra, wouldn’t it be better for you if you don’t think too much about it? Wisdom is poison. Besides, you’re already stuck. Disposing of you will be a bit of a mess to clean up. Please keep quiet and tremble, as you did when I drove Lord Rimud from the Five Grand Masters. This country already belongs to me. You are nothing more than an ornament.”
“A-As I thought, you’re not Jeem! Since when! What are you! Who are you! What do you want! What do you intend to do with the Maharaun Kingdom? What do you intend to do with the sacred Maharaun Kingdom!”
“I beg your pardon. I am Jeem. I am the true and genuine Jeem, foolish and pathetic King Magra. If there’s one thing I’ve been lying about, it’s that I’ll live much, much longer than you think.”
Jeem turned to King Magra with a mocking look.
Until now, James’ words, which had been taken out as a pretext, are now close to rants.
It was also a declaration that there was no point in pretending to be loyal.
It was already evident that King Magra did not have the power to overturn the situation.
“And I will only lead you to a just world. I have only one desire. It’s not like I’m planning something. I want only one thing: to destroy the evil god Kudor, who was artificially created by the delusion of human beings, and put an end to the abnormal age in which humans rule humans. We must return to the righteous world, where living spirits have been called gods since ancient times, and where unclean apes are used as slaves, an age considered holy in the Maharbo scriptures.”
“To do so, you want to rekindle the war of the Mythic Age, using the Dinrat Kingdom as the spark that ignites the whole world! Saying such insane things! You’re crazy, crazy, Jeem!”
King Magra stood up with a large staff in his hand.
“You, you, you cannot be allowed to live! Even if the Five Grand Masters fall and the country falls into chaos, I will stop you at least! I’m sorry, Lord Rimud …… It was I who was the fool. But I’m here to right the wrongs!”
The warrior monks, who were supposed to be here as the king’s guards, swung their staffs in unison at him, stopping just short of his head and body.
If the wand pointed at his body had not been stopped short, he would have definitely fallen to his death with his whole body destroyed.
“Hihohohoho …… Well, well, I’m glad to see that you’re aware of your stupidity, King Magra. But why don’t you think a little less of yourself than you think you do ……? The reason I kicked RImud out of the ranks of the Five Grand Masters, and not you, is because you are so incompetent that you do not deserve to be considered an enemy at all.”
King Magra stood still and looked around him, his face pale.
“You-, you guys …… you betrayed me! If you follow that man, there is only ruin ahead! Why can’t you understand that!”
“We are not following Jeem-sama. We are following Maharbo-sama, the Fire God, and the will of our great ancestors. King Magra, you are no longer needed in this land.”
One of the warrior monks spoke up.
“Jeeeeeeeemmmm! So you’ve already been spreading your own ideas inside! Don’t be fooled! That is a misinterpretation of the scriptures! It’s a pagan takeover! You’re distorting the will of Maharbo-sama and using it for your own ends, the greatest sin of all! Jeem is a heretic!”
King Magra shouts.
But no one listened to him.
“The king has gone mad. From now on, watch that he does not get up from his throne, let alone from this room. Hihohohoho. And then …… anyone will do. Four of you may accompany me on my journey.”
“Yes, Jeem-sama! We understand! I will have them ready at once! Now, where are you headed?”
The warrior monks replied.
“To the borderland between the Dinrat Kingdom and the Holy Land of Riveras Kingdom. It is said that Dogma, the Fifth Grand Master, who later became the first king, took the golden lyre from the treasure house of Galshard while Garuja, the god of the earth, was away. I thought I’d follow suit.”
“…… you mean?”
“It is a unique opportunity. Lord Gillemeim told me not to do anything unnecessary, but there’s no way I can miss this. You must take it. Take the demon weapon made by the abomination of the other world. There is no reason to let such a thing go unchecked in the Dinrat Kingdom. We should just take it. Kihihihihihi, hihohohohohohoho!”
Jeem left the King’s Chamber chuckling.
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