King Dauburn, Jaharade Bia Dauburn, wakes up in a blank room.
　The room is completely unfamiliar to me. The ceiling is glowing with a bong. He was angry and had drunk a lot of alcohol last night and must have fallen asleep, he thought to himself as he wrestled with a vague memory.

'What is going on...!

　The room is almost square in shape, with only one door. There is no handle on the door, however, and it does not open even when pushed. I thought it might slide sideways, but it doesn't work either.
　It was trapped. As the thought occurred to King Dowburn, the unfounded certainty that Zardonia was the mastermind behind it flashed through his mind.
　It's a good thing that you're not the only one who's aiming to kill you, the king of Dauburn. It's a good thing that you're not the only one who's interested in this. I'm sure he took his son Akeem away, and then himself, and kicked the door open in anger.

'Hey!　Get me out of here!　Shame on you for attacking me in my sleep!　Fight fair and square!

　I yelled at him, but there was no answer from anywhere. I ran from the other side of the door and hit him with my body, but there was no sign of it opening.

'd*mn it!　Who do you think you are?

　He continued kicking the door, breathing hard, but still there was no response.
　King Dauburn checked the room again and found what looked like a square button on the floor in the four corners.
　He ventured to step on it, but nothing happened. He stepped on the other buttons as well, but again nothing happened. He tried stepping on the other buttons in the same order, but still nothing happened.
　King Dowburn sits down on the floor, exhausted, pacing back and forth in the corners of the room. Suddenly, there is a bang from underneath the floor, and the wall to the left of the door wall slowly sinks down.
　 In other words, there were two cubic rooms side by side.
　And there was one man there who looked at me in the same way King Dowburn did, startled and with his eyes and mouth open dumbly.

''You are!''

　King Dauburn shouts and stands up. In front of him is the king of a hateful enemy country. It is the King of Zardonia, Junas Lem Zardonia.
　The other side is also standing up, pointing at you and shouting something with a stern face.
　I'm sure it's just a bad word, so King Dauburn turned to face King Zardonia, clenched his fists, and started to run.
　When the other side saw that, they also stood up to receive it and kicked the floor with their fists in the same way.
　Both of them were blown away by the rudimentary question of 'why can't I hear the other person's voice?
　Result.

''Gah!''
Geez!

　We hit the tempered glass that bordered each other's room head-on. The damage was immeasurable as we were running as fast as we could.

''Ugigigig.......''
'Ohhhhhh....

　They stumbled around the room, holding their faces as they rammed each other in the face.
　Watching them in agony in the other room, a certain person was there.


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'Fuyu-kun. Are these two idiots?
Well, there's no denying it.

　I replied to the dumbfounded Dr. Babylon as I watched the two men on the monitor. They don't look too clever by any means.
　As the pain in my face subsided, I started cursing at them through the glass this time. The other side shouldn't have been able to hear me at all.

"You coward!　You have no respect for me, kidnapping me because you can't win in front of me!
"You coward!　You have no respect for me, kidnapping me because you can't win in front of me!
'He probably asked that little country boy to do it anyway. You miserable bastard!　Don't you think you can handle it yourself!
'He probably asked that little country boy to do it anyway. You miserable bastard!　Don't you think you can handle it yourself!
"I'm dumbfounded that a fool like you is the king.　I guess Zardonia is done for you!
"I'm dumbfounded that a fool like you is the king.　Dowburn is done for you, too!

　Why are they so synchronized? Are we actually twins or something?

''Fuyao-kun, is it really possible to get these two to cooperate?　I'm beginning to think it would be much easier to make the monkeys learn to ballroom dance.
Hey! Apes will join forces with dogs, too, if their lives are in danger. You'll see.

　I chuckled as I looked at the two of them still cursing at the other in the monitor.


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　After a little over an hour of cursing at the man in front of him to the point that his throat was parched, King Dauburn finally felt the emptiness of the situation.
　No matter how much he cursed, it was useless if his voice didn't reach the man. However, it is still annoying to think that the other party is cursing at you.
　In the first place, the other side seems to be trapped too. If that's the case, isn't it Zardonia who abducted me?　And I finally wondered about that. Too late, though.
　When I spun my gaze around to my room, I saw that one of the buttons on the four corners of the room I had just left was blinking.
　I wondered and stepped on it, but still nothing happened. It kept blinking. I stepped on it again and again. I stepped on it again and again, but nothing happened.
　I looked at King Zardonia's room. He had also moved to a corner of his room, and was watching the blinking button with his head tilted back.
　King Zardonia steps on the button. But nothing happens. He had stepped on it several times, as had King Dauburn.
　The moment King Dauburn stepped on the button at the same time as Zardonia, the door of the room went up a little higher and there was a gap of about ten centimeters between it and the floor.

''Oh!''

　King Dauburn rushed to the door and put his finger in the gap and tried to lift the door, but he didn't move any more.



　After struggling with the door for a few minutes, King Dauburn finally realizes that this is not going to happen.
　He looks to the side and sees that the door on the other side has opened a little bit too. King Zardonia, too, had put his fingers in the gap between him and the door and was trying desperately to lift it.

''Fool, you're wasting your efforts.''

　King Dowburn sneers at that. It's a completely boomerang word, but he doesn't notice it.
　Suddenly, King Zardonia notices something. Quizzically, King Dowburn looks at it through the glass, and another button in his room seems to be blinking again.
　If only, he thinks, he turns back to his own room and sees that the same button in the corner of the room is also flashing.
　King Dowburn rushed over and stepped on that button. Nothing happens. But after stepping on it a few times, the door goes up again, just a little more.
　I look behind the glass and see that King Zardonia is also pressing the flashing button.

'Do I have to press it at the same time as the button on the other side of the room to open it?

　The third button flashes, as if to say, "Next,
　King Dauburn and King Zardonia move to the flashing button, staring at each other through the glass. Then they stepped on the button on the floor at the same time as each other.
　The door rises again, just a little more. Definitely, we both are sure, and we both go to the last button and step on it at the same time.
　Gogogogog........and the door opens completely.

'Tch, that one opened too. Not funny.'

　King Dauburn clucked his tongue, saying that this made it sound as if he had helped King Zardonia to escape. Incidentally, the same thing was murmured on the King of Zardonia's side as well.
　Behind the door was a similar white walled passage, straight ahead.
　King Dauburn proceeded through the passage with caution, and soon a staircase to the top came into view. At the end of the stairs, a light could be seen. That is not magic light stone or any other light. It's natural light. Apparently, the room he had been in earlier was underground.
　When he ran up the stairs at once, he found himself on a sandy beach he had never seen before. The beautiful ocean stretched out endlessly. It was definitely not Dowburn or Zardonia.

''Where ... is this ... where?''

　I huffed and turned my head to the side at a voice I suddenly heard that wasn't my own. There was the figure of King Zardonia, who was equally stunned.

''You!''
f*ck you!

　They both run out at the same time, grabbing each other's chest and hitting each other. They rolled around the sandy beach in a rumble, mounted and punched each other, and then took it back and punched me, and then continued to beat each other, snarling and snarling like a dog fight.

'Give me back my son, you coward!
"I don't care who your stupid son is!　You give me my son back!　The thief!
You're out of your mind!　You're the descendants of thieves, aren't you!
You're kidding me!　A fake country, big time!

　They pulled each other's faces and cursed each other repeatedly. There was an ugly conflict there that was very difficult to imagine for the king of a country.

''Wait, wait a minute!''
Shut up!　It's too late to apologize now!
'No!　Look at that!

　King Zardonia, whose face was battered and swollen, pointed behind the equally battered-faced King Dowburn.

'I'm not going to take a hand like that!
What?

　King Dowburn's straight right, which he thought was a lie to distract him, hit King Zardonia cleanly.
　Feeling better about the blown-up King Zardonia, King Dowburn turns around to see King Brunhild lying in a beach chair under an open parasol.
　He was wearing sunglasses, an aloha shirt and a tropical drink in his hand, revealing a very relaxed appearance. He was accompanied by a white baby tiger at his side.

''Na.........!
I told you to watch it!
What the hell?

　King Zardonia blasted King Dowburn from behind, who was surprised by the King's vacationing mood, with an all-out dropkick. The blown up King Dowburn slammed his face into the sandy beach.

''You're ugly, Amber. I wouldn't want to be like that.''
Absolutely, my Lord.
'Let me tell you, you young bastard!

　Feeling ridiculed, the kings of the two kingdoms made a mad dash down the sandy beach straight for the winter night. But with a crash, the sandy beach suddenly dips and the two men fall down with a large amount of sand. It was a pit.
　They were easily trapped in a trivial trap, which was just a thin plywood-like board covered with sand. It was about two meters deep, and with a slime cushion underneath, they wouldn't get hurt. I've properly secured the sand beside it so that it won't collapse, too.

''If you don't assess the situation properly, you'll get hurt. I mean, have you seen that already?
You've got to be kidding me.　You don't know who you're dealing with!
You set a trap like this!　What the hell do you want?!
I won't tell you.

　With a grin and a devilish grin, the Duke of Brunhild disappears from the scene. His actions are an attempt to turn each other's hostility towards the third party, himself, but there's no denying that there's also a bit of personal innuendo involved.
　The two kings finally crawled out of the hole and onto the sandy beach, tumbling down several times and covered in sand as they pulled each other to their feet.

''d*mn, that little boy is a demon!
Oh, hey, what's with the vibrations?

　King Zardonia, who had been cursing Winter Night, noticed the ground was shaking slightly at the sound of King Dowburn's voice. Turning around, he turned around and saw that an even bigger giant tortoise with a huge black snake wrapped around it was about to come towards us from beyond the beach.

''Gogaaaaaaaaah!''
"Geez!

　The two jumped up, sniffling, and ran away from the scene in a tangle.
　The big tortoise is chasing after them with a thumping thump, trying to crush them.
　His movements were sluggish, but his every step was large, and if he didn't run as fast as he could, he would be overtaken. The two kings ran through the sandy beach with all their strength.

''The Lord is also rough with divine beast handlers.
"Well, you said you'd treat me later, so let's do our best, Coral-chan.
It's just. I'd prefer a cinder block if I could.
"I'd rather have Princes.

　Maintaining a speed that seems to be keeping up with them, Coral and Black Sun chase after the two kings. In order to lose the energy to fight with them.




''This, where the hell am I........''

　Out of breath, King Dauburn murmured as he lay in a large figure on the sandy beach at dusk as the sun set.
　King Zardonia, who was sprawled out next to him, opened his mouth in a troublesome manner.

'I don't know, I don't know...'
I didn't ask you a question!
Let's do it, you...

　The two of them raised their upper bodies and stared at the other, but they immediately fell down again with a slam. They no longer have the energy to argue with each other.

''I'm hungry........''

　Oddly enough, they murmured the same thing at the same time and lifted their heads only to glare at the other, but eventually, with a humph, they turned in the opposite direction.
　Eventually, a sleepiness stronger than hunger sets in and they both fall asleep. Even the two of them would not normally sleep with the king of the enemy country next to them. This is how tired they were, but this was due to someone using a sleeping spell.
　The shadow of the boy and the little tiger stretches out to the two people who are sleeping on the guska.

''You fell asleep so easily.''
The people in the underworld have a low resistance to magic. Now, let's start the second stage.

　Fuyao takes out the chain-linked shackles from 【Storage】 and fits them to their legs with a clatter while whistling.

''........Looks like you're having fun, Lord.''
'Oh no! This is also because I want you two to get along. It's not fun, okay?　I can't tell you how hard it is to be hated.

　Lightly taunting the words of his own summoned beast that was looking at him with jit eyes, Fuyao focused his magic power towards the sleeping pair.

''Bind, O Darkness, punish this one's sins, Guilty Carth.''

　What I invoked was the 'curse' magic. It's frightening, but to put it simply, it's a constraint spell.
　A magic that imposes severe restrictions and punishments on the person you cast it on. Depending on how you use it, it can even take your life, it was an ancient magic and a modern-day forbidden magic.

''Do you want to go that far........''
The work is fluid. Just watch the finishing touches.

　The king of the Little Duchy gave a small laugh at the squire who let out a disgusted voice.