Hakai no Miko

"My dear Ethereal Horse. My darling. Oh, my God, that's awful. I can't believe you killed so many people."

The girl seemed very happy, saying it was terrible with her mouth.

"Because if you don't, Shemr will! The Shemurs!

"Is that true? Is that true?

To the girl's inquiry, the pale horse gets stuck in words.

"Because without her, you can't live in this world, can you? Because I can't live alone. Because I'm scared. Isn't that why you're running away in front of the building of helping her?

The girl exposes herself to the part of the day that she never tried to stare at from herself, while also realizing that the Ethereal Horse was unconscious.

"There's no escape!

"He's running away!

I denied under a word the pathetic resistance of the Ethereal Horse.

"Clever clever, Ethereal Horse. You knew this would happen, didn't you? But you didn't try to think about it. If you think about it, you won't get away with it."

The girl told her to sing, as she spread her hands and circled in circles.

"But the escape point is the trail. Ends in front, right and left. A very, very stupid Ethereal Horse who intends to escape and enter a place where he cannot escape"

"No! No!

"If you can run, you can run, cowardly Ethereal Horse."

The words were sweet and full of poison.

"Waste the death of these children. Oh, poor kids. If I'd run from the beginning, these kids wouldn't have died. Poor kids."

Receiving the girl's voice, the ghosts cry out for condemnation at all costs.

"Run. Betray Shemr, who trusted you. Forget the gallam I expect from you. Everybody, throw them away!

Zoan's figure mixes among the ghosts that were swarming around him.

That's not just the Zoans the Ethereal Horses don't know.

Galam, Gurkaka, Shahata, and Shemr become ghosts, complain of pain and indifference to the pale horse. I blame the Ethereal Horse for why we abandoned ourselves.

"No! I don't want this anymore!

"If you abandon them, the Zoans will all be killed by humans. So many soldiers have been killed. Humans will never forgive Zoan. I'm gonna put you in a very, very bad spot and then I'm gonna kill you all."

Gently snapping the cheeks of the pale horse from left to right with those white hands, he faces close enough that his lips are about to touch each other.

"There's no way you can escape, gentle, gentle Ethereal Horse."

Even though it is never powered, the girl's hand cannot be waved away.

"It's too late, poor Ethereal Horse. Your hands are bright red with blood. After you passed by, the body was piled up naggingly. That and this, everyone, is what you decide. There's no turning back."

The girl's words are a curse that curses the heart of the Ethereal Horse.

"Oh, pale horse, pale horse. My cute pale horse. Your tenderness will kill more people from now on. Your stupidity will destroy something more full. Oh, my darling."

The girl who freed the Ethereal Horse distracted its white throat and gave a kettle of laughter.

The Ethereal Horse felt clear.

What's in front of you is not a girl.

It's very old.

It's a terrible thing.

The Ethereal Horse feared the girl more than the ghosts around him.

"No, no, no, no!!"

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To his own scream, the Ethereal Horse woke up hah.

Looking around with his shoulders up and down and his breath rough, it was the same prayer place as usual.

The figure of the girl and the ghosts who were there until earlier has no shadow or form.

"... What's that, a dream?

From the eyes of the Ethereal Horse, tears finally broke out.

And make a dry laugh.

"For Shemr? For Zoan? Aren't you an idiot? Didn't I just run away...!

I thought it was just like the girl said in the dream.

The Ethereal Horse felt sorry for herself, embarrassed, and had to laugh.

There's no way I can get away with this.

I can't escape.

I've already crossed a line that I shouldn't have stepped over.

And yet, I still had to laugh at my ugliness trying to turn away from reality.

When will the laughter dry up, and the Ethereal Horse snorts powerless?

Northwind made a tall noise and blew through him like that.

At that time, the nearby bushes shook with a guzzling noise.

When the Ethereal Horse turned around remembering his visions, there, as then, were two of Zoan's young brothers and sisters, Zita and Shepoma.

Before this I was an awkward Ethereal Horse because I had a bad aftertaste breakup with these young brothers and sisters, but the two don't even show a bare gesture of caring about it, they run over with patties and footsteps.

"Brother, are you crying? Does it hurt anywhere?

Shepoma, just about the same height of gaze as the Ethereal Horse sitting around, peeks into the face of the Ethereal Horse in wonder.

The Ethereal Horse managed to take the form of a grin with his strong mouth.

"It's nothing. More than that, what's wrong with you both?

I hate myself for worrying about even such a small child.

As a result, the presence of the young brothers and sisters continued to feel troublesome and in a stiff tone.

But my brothers and sisters, not realizing that, spoke out with joy.

He said, "I told you. Thanks to your brother, you saved my life."

"Yeah. They told me I could eat a bunch of dough"

"I'm glad I'm hungry because the dough was a little bit lately"

"Yeah. The meat was delicious, too"

The Zoans, who were losing food over the winter, had been stuffing and messing with food until now.

However, the food shortages of the Zoans were eliminated because they obtained human brought in food by the triumph brought about by the Ethereal Horse.

Thanks to this, the young brothers and sisters looked delighted to be eaten to a full stomach for a long time.

"Later, later. You don't have a fight anymore."

"Yeah. A while back, we all looked scared, so you didn't like it"

Kids are more sensitive than adults think. No matter how much you hide in front of your children, the tragic air drifting among the adults was only breaking their hearts.

"So I'll give this to your brother."

That being said, what Shepoma took out was a necklace made through thread on colorful nuts and stone and animal teeth.

Probably made it with these two young siblings. The nuts and stones used in the decorations are also inconsistent, a substitute that cannot be said to look good in flattery.

But that is why these young brothers and sisters painstakingly made them with unfamiliar gestures in an attempt to show gratitude to the pale horse.

"Thank you, brother"

The brothers and sisters, whose necklaces were adorned by a pale horse hardened by surprise, said so in silence.

As soon as that happened, tears flooded through both eyes of the pale horse.

I felt saved by the fact that someone still thanked me for killing so many people unharmed with a solitary thought.

If this was what Garam and Shemr appreciated, the pale horse who was in self-loathing would not have been able to honestly receive it.

That's not that I don't think they sincerely appreciate it.

Together, the two are responsible positions within their respective families. At all times worried about the fate of their families, they cannot fail in their intention to ask the Ethereal Horse to save their families.

But this sibling, because of her young age, had no rush or intention of the word, and that is why she struck the heart of the pale horse hard.

The brothers and sisters were surprised by the sudden crying pale horse.

"What's up, brother? After all, does it hurt anywhere?

"Are you okay? Tell your wife, shall I get her medicine?

Hearing two worried voices, the Ethereal Horse was remembering his grandfather.

It's about the day I was told in school class that Japan was at war once. The young Ethereal Horse had asked his grandfather if he had gone to war and killed people.

Now that I think about it, I regret asking my grandfather how hard it was, no matter how young he was.

My grandfather, who usually smiles gently at the Ethereal Horse, said this when he smiles with a sad grin that seems to cry even then.

"Ethereal horse. Grandpa couldn't just be embarrassed. Just trust me on that. '

I didn't say it clearly, but perhaps my grandfather had killed people on the battlefield, Ethereal Horse thinks.

I don't know what my grandfather thought then.

Maybe he worried and suffered more than a pale horse.

"Don't be embarrassed, Ethereal Horse."

Again, I heard my grandfather's cliche behind my ear.

That's right. You made up your mind.

Whatever triggered it, I decided to save the Shemls and acted.

I can't do it without it now.

Ethereal horses brutally muddle their own tears with their arms.

Even if I'm crying and pitying myself in this place, I'm just embarrassed.

Besides, if I regret what I did, I would suffer those helped by it and just insult those who died.

"... thanks"

To the young brothers and sisters, words of nature and gratitude were leaked from the mouth of the pale horse.

"Really, thank you. Wow, I'm glad. Thanks."

The words didn't just include a thank you for giving me a necklace, but also for saving my own heart, but brothers and sisters who don't know that look at each other strangely.

"It's weird. We're thanking you, and your brother says," Thank you. "

"Yeah. That's crazy."

"Is that so weird?

The Ethereal Horse is full, but it makes me laugh.

That was the heartfelt grin that Ethereal Horse hadn't had in a long time.

"Yeah. That's crazy."

"That's crazy."

That's what I said and laughed at my brothers and sisters, and the Ethereal Horse laughed again.

In the shade a little further away than those three, Shemr watched the whole thing.

She went back to her tent before the Ethereal Horses noticed her, trying to soak the tears floating in her eye butt.

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The Ethereal Horse, who broke up with her young brothers and sisters, first thought of apologizing to Shemr.

I've been worried about her a lot these past few days. Ever since I came to this world, I've been ashamed of myself for all the trouble and worry I've caused her.

The Ethereal Horse thought I had to tell her that I didn't have to worry about it anymore, even though I don't have a face to match Shemr.

"Shemr, are you there?

As I was taught, I cough at the entrance to the tent first, then speak up. Then I got a reply from inside right away.

"Oh, there he is. Come on in, Soma."

The Ethereal Horse, who lifted up the cover and crept through the entrance, beckoned.

Because of my mind, Shemr's atmosphere felt unusual. Shemr called out to the pale horse, who stood bewildered as he crept through the entrance, sitting on an agua.

"Soma, will you stand before me?

As I was told, the Ethereal Horse stood in front of Shemr, and she looked a lot nervous, taking several deep breaths.

And when he laid the mountain knife down on the cloth in front of him, he then took off the chest armor and the torso underneath him, knitting the twat he had been wearing.

The pale horse turns away in a hurry, as the rich breasts that were being held in began to shake.

"Become! Suddenly, what's wrong, Shemr?!"

"I'd be embarrassed too if I could turn away so blatantly..."

Even if they say so, a pale horse who can't face it properly will be in trouble.

"And anyway! Can you turn around, please?

Said so strongly, turning to Shemr by surprise.

Then it's her breasts that really bothers me.

The Ethereal Horse is also an old boy. I can't help but be interested that way, but that's not all. Some of the reasons I was concerned about Shemr's engraving I asked my grandmother before.

"I hope you turned this way, but not really, you know, don't stare! Even I'm still a maiden."

The Ethereal Horse focuses his consciousness on Shemr's face as much as possible and suppresses the feeling that he is likely to keep his gaze down.

To such a pale horse's attitude, Shemru finally regained his mind, breathing small, then lowering his head small with his fists of both hands toward the pale horse, he said in a resounding voice.

"I, the twelve families of Zoan, one Fang family, the daughter of Garguz, Shemr, swear by the name of my father and my pride"

To put it that way, I tore my chest apart at once with my own hook and nail. From the nail marks, the blood stains and dyes the hair on the chest red. Shemr slightly distorted his mouth with pain.

Suddenly, Shemr continues his words when he looks into the eyes of a pale horse who is astonished.

"I will be your eyes, and I will see everything.

Let's be ears and hear everything.

Let's be noses and smell everything.

Become a beard and feel everything.

Let's become fangs and chew our enemies apart.

Become nails and tear your enemies apart.

Let's be horns and pierce enemies.

It's a hoof, let's run.

Let's be tempting and show our authority.

Tail and obey.

Be furry, let's protect it.

Let's be bones and support. "

When I took the mountain knife I had placed before me, I cut out one long hair around my nape. Swallow it with a hand with blood flowing from your chest and dye your hair red.

"I hereby dedicate Xaki Soma as my 'You under the umbilical', to you all this soul, heart and flesh."

Shemr offered the pale horse the hair of a room with his own blood on it.

"Take this, Soma"

The pale horse, who received the hair as he was told, asked with a clear face.

"Are you crazy?

"That's right. - We Zoan believe our souls are here."

That said, Shemr put his hand slightly below his umbilical cord.

"When he exposes this soulful place and sees someone he doesn't mind because of it, Zoan calls the person 'you under the umbilical' and vows to give everything to that person"

"Dedicate everything?!"

"That's right, it's Soma.

If you command me to fight, I will fight against any enemy.

If you want this flesh, let's embrace it all, whether you want it or not.

And if you want this life, let's drop this neck and show it on the spot "

To its overly heavy content, the Ethereal Horse tries to stick the received hairs back to Shemr.

"Don't embarrass the woman, Soma"

But I was pushed back by the smiling sheml smile softly.

"But to me...?!"

"That's not true. I want to dedicate myself to you."

"But I'm weak...!

"I know. But you helped us even though you were weak. It's really hard, but you're still trying to help us. That's why I want you to be you under the umbilical cord."

If the Ethereal Horse was just a strong person, he would have had respect.

If the Ethereal Horse was just a man who had defeated his enemies, he would have appreciated it.

But I never wanted you to be "you under the umbilical".

Shemr's known Ethereal Horse is too gentle and weak to live in this world.

That's how he got rid of humans desperately for Zoan, who has no edge or itch. And it deeply broke my heart and made me suffer for it.

But still, the Ethereal Horse is trying to get up to help Zoan.

It's not just because you fight for me.

It's not just because you saved me.

He's trying to fight me even though he's gentle. I'm weak, but I can't lose. I'm trying to get up even though I'm hurt.

That's why Shemr wants you to be the "you under the umbilical."

"But it's going to be you under the umbilicus in this" High Fang. "Be prepared for that."

"Something seems to have been threatened."

To what Shemr said, the Ethereal Horse laughed small.

"Okay. I also swear that Shemr will be the unashamed 'You Under the Umbrella'"

"Oh. My" You Under the Umbilical "Xaki Soma. to much higher together."

"Yeah. Together......!

Afterwards, the Ethereal Horse visited the camp where he had avoided going, along with Shemr.

Many of the human bodies had already been cleaned up, so when the Ethereal Horse went to the place where the bodies taught by Zoan, who was on the spot, were buried, he gently and quietly joined hands in front of the excavated soil.

If you say you don't regret it, it's a lie.

But still, the Ethereal Horse wanted to move on.

Shemr shut up and supported herself when she was about to get upset, even though she was going to be ready.

He remembered himself so strongly, feeling the warmth coming from his supporting arm.

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A place in a hilly area far from the lair of the Shemr's Fang Clan.

There was also a settlement of the Zoans chased by humans.

However, it is very different from the settlement of the "Fang Clan", where the walls surrounding the settlement are erected with cut out round-tails, or yakura are put together to set up watches, as if they were human mountain fortifications.

One Zoan shouted up in front of a large tent in front of one of the settlements.

"Chieftain! Chieftain, are you there?!"

A mountain of red fur, which was piled up in the deepest part of the dim tent, also moved to its voice.

No, if you look closely, that's Zoan, the redhead who slept in a big letter.

The Zoan stretches out his arm like a marutai and grabs the leather bag that was kept nearby. And when I turned the skin bag upside down over my wide open mouth, I poured the liquid inside into my mouth all at once.

When Zoan got one big gep, the liquor smell in the tent increased all at once.

Zoan, the redhead who woke up his body, blushed his head, leaked a great yawn, and said to himself that he cared.

"What's up? Is something wrong?

"The warrior who went to watch Fang Fang's family is back."

"Hmm...... Looks like something happened."

Until then, the sought-after atmosphere wipes away and brings together an air reminiscent of a fierce beast.

Zoan, the redhead, rose up with the sleigh of

Then I get a good idea of that giant. It's because of that forged muscle that has a back length that also exceeds the gallum but never makes you feel elongated. The muscles that thrived as if they were sardines only reminded me of thick armor.

"You galam. I've said nothing since then, are you screwed...?

Zoan, a redhead, hands on his left eye crushed by ugly scars.

Then, laughing to hang his licence, he shouted to the outside.

"Bring up the old men. I'll be in charge soon, too!

Kraga Bigana Zug, the chief of the "claw clan", one of the five families of Zoan, formerly based in the Sorbiant Plains, is the largest force at the moment, raised a heavy waist.