Please listen to the voice of black magic

"Tyrant."

Annan touched his chin and blinked.

"When you say tyrant, you probably don't mean it in the popular sense. So, yes, I think I know it, or I should say I have a little knowledge."

He got the answer and response easily, and Munch felt extremely uneasy in his heart.

The boy in front of him didn't get angry, which was a good thing, but no one knew what would happen in the next second.

Munch was taking a risk, but he thought it was necessary. He had to confirm whether the boy in front of him was a tyrant chosen by the guided witch.

It doesn't matter if he falls here today. He already contacted the observatory yesterday, and his companions will come here soon to deal with related matters.

Munch was indeed afraid of death, but he was more afraid of the birth of a tyrant than possible death.

"Munch, to be honest, I don't know what the tyrant actually represents. I don't know its meaning. Do you understand what you are saying?"

Annan folded his hands and kept his attitude as before, quietly watching Munch who was unknowingly breaking into a cold sweat.

"A tyrant...that's a usurper."

Munch carefully considered his words and continued to be alert to the possible sudden attack of the boy in front of him.

"A tyrant is a tyrant who usurps the throne, chosen by the guided miko."

Munch looked at Annan's confused expression and wondered whether the other party was pretending.

Annan really didn't seem to understand, but he couldn't rule out the possibility that the other party was just acting.

"So, what the hell was usurped?"

Annan didn't expect that even though he spoke so plainly, he still encountered a riddle man who didn't speak human words.

He very patiently resisted the urge to curse and urged the stargazer in front of him to speak more clearly.

"Annan, I want to ask you, where did you hear the term tyrant?"

Munch didn't respond to the question, he asked the question in reverse.

"The witch of chaos."

Upon hearing this unexpected answer, Munch's muscles all over his body tensed uncontrollably.

However, nothing happened. The young man in front of him did not attack suddenly, and the other man still looked at him motionless.

"Speaking of which, what is a guiding miko? Why was she chosen to be a tyrant?"

Annan always feels that there are more and more questions now, and the person who knows the answer is right in front of him.

This is probably the passive characteristic of the Riddler.

"Annan, have you been chosen? Have you been chosen by the Witch of Chaos?"

Munch, who was a little thirsty, still did not answer directly. He continued to ask questions.

"It seems so? But when did the witch of chaos become the witch of guidance?"

Annan felt that the conversations between each other were becoming more and more strange. There were more and more questions, but there were no answers or answers.

"Hey, Munch, I saved your life no matter what. Please answer my question first."

"..."

Munch didn't know when he took the hand of the maid next to him.

He licked his dry lips and took a deep breath.

"No, the Witch of Chaos, in my opinion, has not become a witch of guidance. She may have wanted to become a witch, but she is no longer there. She failed..."

Munch forced himself to meet the eyes of the boy in front of him.

"Annan, I don't know what happened in the night of the witch yesterday. I only saw the three of you appearing after the huge storm passed. However, there was no witch of chaos among them... You refused. The witch of chaos?”

"Didn't I tell you before? The Witch of Chaos is dead."

Annan spread his hands with an innocent look.

"No, I know that what caused yesterday's Witch Night was the power of the Witch of Chaos. The Witch of Chaos may be dead, but she is trying to resurrect...

According to the records of our observatory, this is not the first time that the Witch of Chaos has used Witch Night to resurrect, but this time, she seems to have failed..."

Many doubts in Munch's heart also came from this.

It was precisely because he had been observing the situation of Witch Night from beginning to end that he was so confused and nervous.

"The Witch of Chaos has always been looking for her tyrant. Although she is a witch, she is bound to become a witch... The Witch Night she triggered to resurrect would normally not fail unless... …”

"Unless someone kills the Witch of Chaos in the middle of Witch Night."

Annan took the words without changing his expression.

"However, in your opinion, yesterday's Witch's Night ended smoothly, or did it end suddenly midway?"

"…………"

Munch gently exhaled the turbid air in his chest.

"I have not witnessed any Witch Night with my own eyes, but according to the records of our observatory, the Witch Night in yesterday's storm gradually subsided, that is... it ended naturally."

"Your observatory really knows a lot. It is obviously a stargazing organization in the other world."

At this time, Annan also vaguely understood the complex thoughts in the young stargazer's mind.

"The night of the witch should have ended smoothly, but among the people who appeared in the storm, there was no sign of the witch of chaos. Although there were two women there, in your opinion, those two They are not witches of chaos. If one of them really becomes the new witch of chaos, you will probably be able to tell."

Annan didn't know whether his reasoning was accurate or not. Anyway, it was the same, there was no difference.

"Okay, I understand what you're thinking. Probably, in short, let's go back to the original question. Enough of going around."

Annan, who had been standing, sat down casually in this place that was almost in ruins.

"What exactly is a tyrant? Why are you so nervous? What does this identity represent?"

"……have no idea."

"ha?"

Annan was dumbfounded.

After so much talk, the final answer turned out to be that I don’t know.

"When I say I don't know, I mean I don't know what will happen after the tyrant completes the final usurpation and sits on the Amyrlin Throne."

Munch held the maid puppet's hand tightly.

He could now almost confirm that the young man in front of him was almost completely ignorant of the concept of tyrant. This was definitely not an attitude that could be pretended casually.

But because of this, he was even more unable to explain things clearly.

"In the records of our observatory, we have discovered the existence of thirty-one tyrants. Six of them were secretly assassinated by our observatory, and some were captured by the academy for research. The Bronze Gate confirmed the existence of the tyrants. After that, related crusade missions will also be released, and more of them will be dealt with by the White Knight without anyone knowing."

Munch's serious eyes stared closely at the somewhat confused Annan.

"A tyrant is a taboo identity, an unacceptable existence that no matter who he is, he will try to eradicate it completely once he is discovered...

There is even a saying that the reason why the White Knight organization was originally established was not to deal with black magic in various countries in the world, but to deal with tyrants. "

Munch's words paused.

"Annan, now, do you understand the dangers and taboos that come with being a tyrant?"