On ascending the throne of Shouchun King Su Ling turned out his father’s advisers for smelling of ink and musty robes, replacing them with bald faced boys who had not even yet passed the Imperial Examination. Da Bei, Marquis of Wang Commandery, welcomed the exiled scholars to his court and awarded them titles and fiefs. In just two summers Bei’s armies would strike down the court of Shouchun and put an end to the Ling clan forever…
Actually, the key to seizing power is figuring out which of the old ruler’s supporters are essential to his power, and stealing them.
This may create redundancies in your own staff, and the cycle of the harvest continues.
You may also need to adopt some of the policies that led you to unseat him, in order to keep those key supporters from replacing you, and the cycle of the harvest continues.
She will be one day a Queen, and the truest and onlyest Queen in all of throne, far greater than such peasants as Mottom, Mammon, and the rest. You still have no chance with her though.
It is nonetheless true. Mottom is old and scared, she showed this to Allison in the hopes of eliciting pity and sympathy, and to her horror, she got it.
You speak as if her current state of existence truly resembles living at all.
True living requires balance, demands that it be divided into its constituent parts so as not to be one thing through and through, and most of all needs those glorious and heavy things called Will and Purpose to be thrown on its flames to fuel its light.
At least that’s how eye see true living, but what would eye know.
Is… is AL-YIS-UN removing her bandages from the one arm? Forgive me, for I am but an ignorant Aeon, but don’t humans generally need fluids inside their body to function, and operate at less than optimal conditions when perforated with holes.
That said, AL-YIS-UN is being remarkably honest, for true Royalty. She is not a queen, she is a King, and in the Red City that word is without gender.
As a human, I can tell you that yes, they do and no, they don’t. But bandages are also not supposed to be quite so sodden, so I am hoping that she is simply getting them changed. Unfortunately, I doubt it.
A kink involving flying a ship sounds like the sort of thing one might find in the tomes of his most Illustrious Divine Prophet and Nominee of the Brotherhood of Hugo, Lord Chuck Tingle.
Perhaps sibling White Chain expected AL-YIS-UN to panic, or disbelieve, much as she did when they first met in the Red City. Perhaps White Chain thought AL-YIS-UN would desire the power of the Key of the King of Kings. Perhaps White Chain hopes AL-YIS-UN would not wish to give it up.
White Chain may be having some trouble feeling strongly about anything ATM. A proposal: may have been hoping in some vague way that Allison’s typical, needlessly defiant response would change that. Instead, Allison behaved uncharacteristically, provoking only anxiety, the one emotion that White Chain does not need more of.
No martial art yet designed can defeat depression, unless you ask that self-righteous prick, Solomon.
It’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood,
A beautiful day for a neighbor.
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?…
It’s a neighborly day in this beauty wood,
A neighborly day for a beauty.
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?…
I’ve always wanted to have a neighbor just like you.
I’ve always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.
So, let’s make the most of this beautiful day.
Since we’re together we might as well say:
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?
Won’t you be my neighbor?
Won’t you please,
Won’t you please?
Please won’t you be my neighbor?
The kindness of these words reaches through the boundaries of time and space. It crosses even the chasm of death to warm my heart with their playful innocence.
Linger long in our memories oh great one with words of healing.
White Chain was explicitly told by her master that Zaid was the one who was chosen and whom Metatron foresaw as the one who would restore throne. She is blinded by the constraints of that prophecy and her loyalty to the concordance such that she does not entertain the idea that Zoss may make choice that neither could foresee. It has little to do with Zaid’s gender, and to the concordance no human has a true right to rule.
I don’t know if this was intentional or not (or if it matters much at all really), but in the previous page White Chain had her right (bare) arm crossed over her left (with the sleeve). It is the other way around here.
Advisors are like underwear. Never get yours second-hand.
On ascending the throne of Shouchun King Su Ling turned out his father’s advisers for smelling of ink and musty robes, replacing them with bald faced boys who had not even yet passed the Imperial Examination. Da Bei, Marquis of Wang Commandery, welcomed the exiled scholars to his court and awarded them titles and fiefs. In just two summers Bei’s armies would strike down the court of Shouchun and put an end to the Ling clan forever…
Actually, the key to seizing power is figuring out which of the old ruler’s supporters are essential to his power, and stealing them.
This may create redundancies in your own staff, and the cycle of the harvest continues.
You may also need to adopt some of the policies that led you to unseat him, in order to keep those key supporters from replacing you, and the cycle of the harvest continues.
Well, her face on the last page…
And Princess is the only male character in the team? I realy enjoy the team finally united, but isnt one cutting one still missing 😀 ?
Princess probably became female after the binding and naming; most blue demons are.
Just checked, and two pages back Cio refers to Princess as ‘her’. So yeah, no boys so far in Allison’s growing entourage.
most Blue imps are female, though.
Cio refers to Princess Freddy Mercury as ‘her’ a few pages back. Granted, with demons gender is a very difficult thing to keep track of.
Princess is currently female. Devils are chaotic, and only masks and names cement things like gender.
She’s no queen, for she is True Royalty, and True Royalty does not command; it is obeyed.
Yet in my heart she’s my Forever Queen <3
She will be one day a Queen, and the truest and onlyest Queen in all of throne, far greater than such peasants as Mottom, Mammon, and the rest. You still have no chance with her though.
she could use
a parrot and
eyepatch, arr
HAAAA desk lamp!
“She’s just a scared old woman.”
To speak of a living foe so dismissively, it’s concerning.
It is nonetheless true. Mottom is old and scared, she showed this to Allison in the hopes of eliciting pity and sympathy, and to her horror, she got it.
You speak as if her current state of existence truly resembles living at all.
True living requires balance, demands that it be divided into its constituent parts so as not to be one thing through and through, and most of all needs those glorious and heavy things called Will and Purpose to be thrown on its flames to fuel its light.
At least that’s how eye see true living, but what would eye know.
And if you don’t let her join she’ll turn this ship right back around lil missy.
Princess Mamoru is cute
Is… is AL-YIS-UN removing her bandages from the one arm? Forgive me, for I am but an ignorant Aeon, but don’t humans generally need fluids inside their body to function, and operate at less than optimal conditions when perforated with holes.
That said, AL-YIS-UN is being remarkably honest, for true Royalty. She is not a queen, she is a King, and in the Red City that word is without gender.
You are not mistaken, Honorable Aeon. Humans do, indeed, need all their fluids on the inside.
I had thought this also, my sibling. Certainly there are reasons those are referred to as ‘vital fluids’…
As a human, I can tell you that yes, they do and no, they don’t. But bandages are also not supposed to be quite so sodden, so I am hoping that she is simply getting them changed. Unfortunately, I doubt it.
The young lady looks like she just discovered a kink.
A kink involving flying a ship sounds like the sort of thing one might find in the tomes of his most Illustrious Divine Prophet and Nominee of the Brotherhood of Hugo, Lord Chuck Tingle.
I like lamp.
I’m really not understanding the last panel. Seems very non-sequitur.
Digging the silent brothers’ task lamp though. Apparently mathematics is a popular pursuit on backwater worlds.
I wonder what White Chain was expecting Allison to do.
Perhaps sibling White Chain expected AL-YIS-UN to panic, or disbelieve, much as she did when they first met in the Red City. Perhaps White Chain thought AL-YIS-UN would desire the power of the Key of the King of Kings. Perhaps White Chain hopes AL-YIS-UN would not wish to give it up.
Perhaps.
White Chain may be having some trouble feeling strongly about anything ATM. A proposal: may have been hoping in some vague way that Allison’s typical, needlessly defiant response would change that. Instead, Allison behaved uncharacteristically, provoking only anxiety, the one emotion that White Chain does not need more of.
No martial art yet designed can defeat depression, unless you ask that self-righteous prick, Solomon.
Is that a duck-face?
All this knowledge and they would have her be a sacrifice? Such a waste!
Ah, Alison. Royalty needs not approval.
“Glasses on, or off?”
“Off please.”
“Too bad.”
It’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood,
A beautiful day for a neighbor.
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?…
It’s a neighborly day in this beauty wood,
A neighborly day for a beauty.
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?…
I’ve always wanted to have a neighbor just like you.
I’ve always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.
So, let’s make the most of this beautiful day.
Since we’re together we might as well say:
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?
Won’t you be my neighbor?
Won’t you please,
Won’t you please?
Please won’t you be my neighbor?
The kindness of these words reaches through the boundaries of time and space. It crosses even the chasm of death to warm my heart with their playful innocence.
Linger long in our memories oh great one with words of healing.
“She’s just a scared old woman.”
See how casually the judging words of the true Royal cut through the majesty of false divinity? Cutting motion. Cutting motion.
The angel is yet blind to the ROYALTY in its presence, thinking that only a man might have the right to rule.
White Chain was explicitly told by her master that Zaid was the one who was chosen and whom Metatron foresaw as the one who would restore throne. She is blinded by the constraints of that prophecy and her loyalty to the concordance such that she does not entertain the idea that Zoss may make choice that neither could foresee. It has little to do with Zaid’s gender, and to the concordance no human has a true right to rule.
Still, not having a face probably doesn’t help.
I don’t know if this was intentional or not (or if it matters much at all really), but in the previous page White Chain had her right (bare) arm crossed over her left (with the sleeve). It is the other way around here.
Wow! There’s another being that can be called ‘normal’.
All others seem to be at least partially insane, crazy or nuts.
Tread carefully. The Huckster’s Guild enforces trademark disputes without concern for collateral damage.
Never throw a helmsman overboard.
It’ll only bring storms.
The pilot grips the cannon ball
he’s called a curse and brought a stall
he steps forwards, meaning well to fall.
The most dread member of any group of protagonists: the one who knows Literally Anything, At All
Rare are the learned who when they are learned humble themselves enough to seek wisdom.
They can’t know you’re planning to kick them into the path of an oncoming boulder once they become too insufferable.
Now that Al-YIS-UN has left behind her more immature aspect, she desires a different sort of guidance counselor.