I Became the Strongest With The Failure Frame【Abnormal State Skill】As I Devastated Everything

Far away now.

◇ [Holy King] ◇

Ortola Stramius.

He is the king who once ruled the Holy Nation of Nair.

Now he was having nightmares.

Dreams sometimes evoke the vibrant experiences of the past.

That was when Ortola still had enough room for her ankles...

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The Holy Nation of Nair.

Baquos Empire.

A group of ruins spanning the border between the two countries.

At one point, a golden-eyed demon overflowed the ruins.

The two countries jointly decided to deal with it.

The emperor of Bakuos showed up at this time, leading his own army.

Losers and Ortolas also led their own armies to the ruins group.

It was when the armies of the Holy Nation of Nair arrived on the ground late.

Ortola doubted my eyes.

Has an evil god descended into the world who hears the inheritance at all?

It was so illusory at first.

The boy's red eyes were shimmering.

The white hair was still ragged in demonic blood.

Notably, that expression is clearly enjoying the fight.

The demon gradually began to avoid the boy.

The fierce and famous gold-eyed demon is.

Besides, the boy cursed evil of the escaping demon.

"Why!? Vicious Synonyms Why would a golden-eyed demon behave in disgrace of a vicious name!? Why aren't you coming at me!? No pride as a vicious demon!?

A boy who paints blood and curses demons.

The voice was in despair.

It also sounded like a sad cry.

The boy wanted an enemy.

Ortola later found out about it.

And the boy noticed this way.

I still remember.

That moment when the red eyes captured themselves.

An eye that expects the king to be the pinnacle of strength.

The boy walked over to Ortola, king of one country.

but nobody stops it.

No - I couldn't stop it.

A boy gazes at Ortola with red eyes that light up his will.

but in an instant I could see the heat pulling out of those eyes.

"Miscellaneous Fish, Isn't It"

The boy shook his voice with a look that came off.

Sincerely discouraged.

The boy looks up.

He has reached out to Ortola on the horse.

"Give it to me."

said the boy with a creepy, more serious look.

"Bring me the strongest thing in your kingdom."

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Gabba!

"- Ah, ha, ha... Huh!

Ortola jumped out of bed.

in a secluded and quiet room.

Lakeside mansion to the south of the Imperial Territory.

Former Holy King Ortola now lived quietly here.

This is his ”castle” after he surrendered to Bakuos.

To the north, the late Holy Nation of Nair.

The former royal castle is managed by the Black Dragon Knights.

The emperor gave them a large part of Nair's territory.

(Black Dragon Knights......)

I still dream about that boy.

(Now that boy is the leader of the Black Dragon Knights, or... oh how horrible...)

Ortola loosened the chest of the gown.

I was sweating badly asleep.

It must be because they had nightmares.

(Ah...)

Ortola to be hit.

Cover your face with both hands.

In my head, I had the face of the Holy Knights leader.

(Cellas......)

She left the castle before the Black Dragon Knights reached King's Capital.

I hear he's still on the run.

(I don't regret letting you go... I don't regret it, but...)

I can't stop worrying.

Is it safe now?

(No...)

Ortola leaked a creeping groan.

Rushing from the back of your chest is regret.

(I may have missed my choice. Oh, if this is going to happen... Huh!

Quack and Ortola opened their eyes.

"I can't help it. But I should have held it...... ugh!

But my daughter didn't let the man near Cellas.

Even Ortola, my father and king, was no exception.

The Saint Knights, headed by Cellas, are forbidden to men.

That was also due to my daughter's proposal if I followed the original.

Only in public can Ortola face Cellas.

Even King Taru himself had limited time and place to meet.

Ortola didn't like her daughter while she was my child.

No, you can say you were afraid.

Therefore, when it came to Cerus, it had to be non-interference.

(Ah)

Every time I remember, my chest tightens sweetly and uncluttered.

The limb that draws that troubling and dazzling line.

Light peach smooth lips.

Rich breasts that always troubled the fabric.

A sober voice that caresses your ears sweetly.

Cute slight female scent.

Be a man of Rin and Inclusion.

Extremely is that perfect beauty......

Everything about Sellas Ashlein has re-tailored the old, withered king to a vigorous male again.

(Oh, I don't like it...)

I'm afraid that I'll belong to someone.

Ortola was sincerely afraid of it.

(I, the king, am served by Arr... I am offering my sword. Therefore he was my possession... and the days when he was king commanded him where he had fallen and himself. This enthusiasm and swirling passion should be kept within and you should just taste Cellas in the imaginary world... I have told myself that...)

Mesomeso and whimpering Ortola.

(In front of Selas, who discerns lies, he has always played the King with great care... but the truth is, I was just a coward...)

Sellas has now vanished somewhere far away.

It was his daughter Katrea who guided him on the run.

I was aware of the movement of the guide.

While I noticed, I missed it.

(That's what I thought if Selas was in the hands of the Bakuos. Yes... in the future I will try to keep the presence of Selas Ashlein in the sweet homeland of the dying old man...)

Ortola gripped the sheet hard.

To show the length of your thoughts.

(But -)

"Again, no"

Unacceptable.

Don't forgive me.

(I thought sooner or later, someone would catch me and the other guys would scold me - the heartbreak wouldn't subside...... Huh!

But it doesn't come back to me anymore.

I can't even own it.

(Aah! Someone's gonna take me away from you like this! If this kind of distress is to last forever...... Huh!

I can drool like this without force.

"Cellas..."