There was one demon king on the throne.
The capital that is now a mushroom shell. In that castle is the girl who gave her name as the Demon King.
On the side is a blade told off as a legendary demon sword.
"Let's Wear Wedding Dresses Together"
Words I said myself.
I promised...
Will it ever come true?
When I saw Lucille shuddering in tears, I couldn't say I was so done with this.
I had on hand the flowers that Lucille had bought me one day.
The red rose is' I Love You '
The white rose is' I deserve you '
I knew the flower words. I remember Lucille was so happy to be felt that she must have put words and thoughts into the flowers.
Words to the people. A hunch of a new era. There is no brave man and demon king there.
Abandon your crappy titles and values and a new era will come.
I was ready to die.
No matter how many people you're dealing with, no matter who you are. Kill what you call a brave man, and kill yourself.
No more brave men or demon kings exist in this world.
Break the feud, the tragedy, the negative chain connected to eternity.
I realized it must be my own destiny to pull out the Devil's Sword.
"Lucille..."
I really wanted you to stay by my side. I wanted to tell you to stay by my side.
I must have found Lucille wanting to be beside me.
But there's no need for Lucille to die for a break from the old days. Lucille is not the Demon King. I didn't want to involve her like that.
When we both said we were going to wear wedding dresses, I imagined Lucille's wedding dress in front of us.
You must be beautiful, you must be cute, I'm sure, I'm sure, I'm sure.
Merle cried in a wish that was unlikely to come true. I never put up with whimpering, I kept whimpering in tears as I was emotional.
"... if I could... if I could, I wanted to stay with Lucille...... all the time, all the time! Ever! I wanted to be with you. I wanted to be tied."
I imagined myself in a wedding dress.
I remembered it from the time we met until now.
Remember her, who was always next door, and the unbroken happiness lingered in my heart.