The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　Just go wherever you want.

　""

　When leaving the city, a young girl who had just joined the guerrillas found Chloe and received a musket and ten bullets from her.

　She was a university student who had been studying in Massena for many years when she decided to join the guerrillas.

　"Finally, we're going to the front!" She happily took the rifle and stuffed the bullets into the magazine one by one. "Great...Great..."

　Chloe didn't care about the girl at first. After all, new recruits are always prone to unrealistic fantasies about war, and even regard war as some kind of sacred act.

　War is not sacred at all. It is just a means for those old guys to shift internal conflicts.

　Make young people hate each other, take each other's lives, and call it a sacred name.

　In the end, they are the ones counting the money behind the scenes.

　They played chess on the board, and with each move, countless lives were annihilated.

　Childish emotions should be abandoned on the battlefield. A little girl cannot survive on the battlefield.

　""

　When the girl died in Chloe's arms, her eyes were filled with stars.

　It was a village raid, and the stationed imperial troops were defeated one by one by the guerrillas' gunfire, and the outcome of the battle was almost a foregone conclusion.

　At the last moment, the Imperials released the curse, and black clouds covered the sky.

　Then, a twisted monster emerged from the clouds.

　""

　"Miss Chloe..."

　In Chloe's arms, the girl raised her head, trying to light up her face with her gradually losing focus pupils.

　Only half of her body was left, the other half was in the stomach of the twisted monster.

　"Anything else you want?" Chloe whispered.

　"No more," the girl smiled and shook her head, "I...I went home..."

　She turned her head and looked at the dead twisted beast, looking at the human-like patterns on its head.

　"Mom... Dad..." she said, "I miss you..."

　She died, died in the depths of a night rain.

　""

　Chloe closed her eyes.

　That night, the guerrillas enjoyed the bacon and salted eggs in the granary in the joy of victory, but Chloe was the only one curled up in the corner of the fireplace.

　No one dared to comfort her. After all, Miss Chloe of the guerrillas had always been strict and merciless, a bit like the Flower King when he was young.

　""

　Amid the sound of firewood burning in the fireplace, Chloe seemed to recall her childhood that seemed like a lifetime ago.

　That childhood also had a fireplace, a gentle mother, and a strict but affectionate father.

　At that time, the spring breeze blew through the streets and alleys of Massena, and the sun lit up the stained windows of the Auguste Palace. In the sun-baked backyard, Chloe sat in her mother's arms, listening to her stories while she watched her sew a stuffed bear with needle and thread.

　"The teddy bear will accompany you." The mother's words seemed to be blurred by the afternoon sun.

　Later, when her mother passed away, she killed the teddy bear with her own hands.

　Chloe suddenly longed for that afternoon sun.

　Her father used a thin sword and stern eyes to force her to grow up, to become an independent person, and eventually to become a warrior in her own right.

　She hated her father, but gradually became his in the process.

　Autocratic, arrogant, powerful and strict.

　When she turned around again, her father had grown old.

　He was still stubborn, but no longer strong, and placed everything he had on false gods.

　Chloe despised such a father.

　But she recalled the girl's smile before her death:

　"...I'm home..."

　Is this really the case? Do we have to give up everything in order to grow up?

　When he meets the strong, he flatters and curries; when he meets the weak, he is cold and calculating, as cold and cruel as a leopard walking in the jungle.

　Yes, even now, when Fallu is engulfed in war, the wild beasts in the forest are still foraging for food.

　Their eyes are fixed on the fat meat——

　The fat called profit.

　When Falu fell, the Citadel never offered a helping hand.

　Just like Chloe who watched her father's downfall but stood by and watched coldly.

　"...Miss Chloe."

　Chloe looked up and saw Gloria standing in front of her, wearing a simple guerrilla uniform.

　In her hands was a plate of cooked bacon.

　"Eat some."

　"Gloria," Chloe murmured softly, "I want to go home."

　She had to hold her father back before it was too late.

　When he met his father again, Louis-Auguste had already been taken to the execution platform.

　The guerrillas returned to the familiar Massena, but the sky had changed color - the church had collapsed, there were holes on the city walls made by giants, and the streets and alleys were in chaos.

　Chloe was arrested as soon as she entered the city - the new party of Massena claimed to be the master of Falluau, and as a descendant of the Auguste family, Chloe naturally could not escape.

　Under pressure from the guerrillas and Pegasus Knights, the New Party did not do anything to Chloe, but confined her to the depths of a cage.

　Until the day of execution.

　That day, Chloe was escorted to the execution ground in a prison van and placed on a chair at the edge of the execution platform.

　Not far away was a guillotine made of obsidian, engraved with strange inscriptions that Chloe could not understand.

　She was in no mood to understand - Louis Auguste was pushed onto the execution platform amidst the noise.

　He was still in rags, with strange bloody symbols painted on his face, which had already scabbed over.

　Next to the guillotine, Dominic Moran was bowing gracefully with a smile on his face.

　His elder brother, Anthony Moran, was performing the duties of the general of the city defense army. He unfolded a piece of parchment with both hands and read aloud:

　"Louis Auguste! The Flower King, King of the Kingdom of Fallou!"

　"You passively avoided the impending war, offering bloody sacrifices of countless livestock, praying to the goddess to atone for your mistakes! But you only made the famine worse and caused the soldiers on the front lines to sacrifice in vain!"

　"The new Massena party will carry out the will of the people and cut off your head as a sacrifice to the world!"

　A huge wave of noise erupted from the sea of ​​people, and the wave was like a huge wall, about to overturn the execution platform.

　Amidst the noise, Chloe stared blankly at her father being pinned to the guillotine by Dominic.

　She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out.

　She wanted to go forward and do something, but her limbs seemed to be restrained by invisible shackles.

　The shackles came from the anger in people's eyes and the slogans they shouted - yes, the New Party rebellion could not be the result of a few conspirators.

　The tide will eventually overturn the wrecked ship, and the raft of a new era will begin to emerge from the bottom.

　Endless bloody sacrifices, the forced surrender of livestock, and the increasingly urgent fighting on the front lines—all of these are established facts.

　It is a fact that Fallu is facing internal and external troubles.

　It is also true that Louis-Auguste did nothing.

　Streets filled with sewage, children starving to death and becoming food for stray dogs, and Massena shrouded in dark clouds.

　Massena had already fallen.

　""

　Chloe saw Dominic place a bucket in front of the guillotine and saw him look directly into the king's eyes.

　"Do you have any last words?" Dominic smiled indifferently like a nobleman.

　Louis August raised his head and looked at the angry crowd in a daze, his cloudy eyes a little confused.

　Suddenly, he saw a touch of bright red in the crowd and smiled:

　"My people, I forgive you!" he cried. "May my blood please the goddess and cleanse you of your sins!"

　His voice was swallowed by the people's curses, but it was clearly heard by Chloe.

　In the instant before the gate knife fell, Chloe saw her father turn his head and look straight at her.

　She and her father looked at each other, the noise of the crowd faded away, and it seemed as if there were only two of them left in the world.

　"Daughter," he smiled kindly, "I didn't realize you've grown so big..."

　"Sorry..."

　"Click——"

　The blade fell, and Chloe watched helplessly as her father's head was separated by the blade.

　The moment the guillotine cut off the king's head, a faint black light emerged on the execution platform, lighting up the runes on it.

　But no one noticed it, not even Chloe.

　She belatedly wanted to rush forward, but was grabbed by the shoulders by two guards beside her.

　"Father!!" Chloe screamed hysterically.

　She was so stupid that she didn't realize that the gate was the dividing line and that once it fell it would mean farewell forever.

　She could only watch as Dominic lifted up her father's head and displayed it to everyone in the audience.

　"The King is dead!!" Dominic shouted, "From today on, the Republic of France is established!"

　After saying this, he threw the king's head to the audience and smiled at the sky with satisfaction.

　""

　When Chloe came to her senses again, standing before her was General Anthony Moran.

　"Miss Chloe," he said with a sly smile, "it's your turn..."

　Two guards pulled the dazed Chloe to her feet and dragged her towards the guillotine.

　She even forgot to resist and just let herself be pulled like a rag doll, her whole body soaked in the bone-chilling cold.

　The teddy bear's throat had been cut open long ago, and the cotton inside was scattered all over the floor.

　The bear struggled to pick it up

　The cotton was stuffed into it, but before that, the person who stuffed it died.

　""

　Just as Chloe was about to be pressed onto the execution platform, a golden light exploded in the air, and the two guards fell to the ground instantly, with blood spurting from their throats.

　"Shhh-"

　The wind broke, and a figure fell from the sky and stood next to Chloe.

　Gloria protected Chloe. She was dressed in casual clothes and held a starlight spear in her hand, with a murderous look in her eyes.

　"Pegasus Knight..." Anthony's hands fell to his waist, "Are you going to break the rules?"

　"Never throw a spear at a creature on the land of Falu," Gloria replied calmly. "This is a commandment of the Pegasus Knights, but I can withdraw from the Pegasus Knights."

　"Just for that remnant of the August family?" Anthony roared. "Her father killed eighty thousand people! We must eradicate them completely."

　"Gloria has already chosen her allegiance," Gloria shook the ground with her spear. "If you want to harm Miss Chloe, you must first step over my body."