Hakai no Miko

It was raining on the plains of Calilea.

It is an unpleasant grand victory to name all the former Great General Darius, also known as the resentful enemy, or even the neck of King Walius, who was the General. King Dordea, worried (Yuri) about the chaos and damage caused by the pursuit without land prospects rather than discussing the weaker Holmeer National Army, made him prepare for the camp in the plains of Calilea when he stopped the pursuit early.

Thanks to this, the Romanian National Army began to fall in the evening without getting wet in the rain.

King Dordea also offered meat to the soldiers' food by crushing many of the pigs and poultry (kakins) that had been looted and gathered as a soldier's consolation for the great triumph of the Battle of Carrileya, and further allowed the ban on alcohol to be lifted.

It goes without saying that all Romanian National Army generals, with the exception of some lookouts, praised this King Dordea for his brilliance.

Within the ranks of the Romanian National Army filled with such an atmosphere of celebration, Piata was looking for Daraios.

Its purpose is to follow Darius' final words.

Shortly before he harmed himself, Darius had left Piata to visit a man named Brautas, who was in a village called Pillay, in his own territory. If Darius' words are true, there should be deposited what will help Piata in her attempt to discuss the Son of Destruction.

It was Piata who wanted to get it at all costs, but there was not much respite for it.

Many in the Romanian National Army resent Darius. There will also be many more who find joy in roughing up Darius' territory under the pretext of it. Darius' legacy is burned by these people without an ex or a child.

Piata needed to head to a village called Pillay as soon as possible.

For that reason, I temporarily headed to the tent of Darius to get permission to leave the army to act, but there was no Darius there. If you ask the conscript who was tasked to be away, he said he'd be away for a while and left. He's not coming back.

Well, where was General Darius headed?

I tried going around a few places where Darius is likely to be heading, but he's not even here without it. I no longer had any idea, and Piata was halfway through what was going on, but then a tent stopped in my eyes all the time.

Near the center of the Romanian National Army, yet in a bright atmosphere celebrating victory, it is a tent surrounded by a gloomy (depressing) atmosphere that somehow was the only one left behind.

That should be it, too.

It is a tent where the necks of King Walius and Darius are kept. The necks were salted and stored in pots to show those who would cage in the king's capital, Holmenia.

It's a tent that keeps such an important neck, but somehow there are no watchmen.

When Piata walked into the tent, I thought, there was a Daraios sitting back here.

"I told you not to come near me for a while."

I noticed signs of someone entering the tent. Darius called out over my back looking grumpy.

"It's me. My Lord General."

Yes. When Piata speaks, Darius looks back with a slightly surprised face.

"Oh. Was this Her Royal Highness Princess Piata? Excuse me."

Turning around, Daraios' face was stained red with alcohol.

If you look closely, there are a number of large bottles of liquor lined up in front of the Daraios, whose hands are gripped with liquor poured into them.

I guess Daraios, also known by alcoholics, already drinks quite a bit because he makes his face so red.

Piata cuts out an errand, thinking it's unusual to get drunk so far, no matter how unpleasant the big victory celebration is.

"I need a little help and I want to leave the army and act differently. I would ask His Excellency the Grand General for his permission."

Darius had a wrinkle (wrinkle) on his nose.

"Your Highness, consider your position"

Just because you beat the enemy main force, this place is still nothing short of enemy ground. outside, such as where a princess of a country acts alone.

Piata, in particular, is a princess who has been so lovingly infused by King Dordea that it can be called drowning. To that Piata, in case anything happens, even Darios' neck won't fit.

After saying that, Darios scratches his head galloping.

"That said, I owe His Highness the princess."

What Daraios is saying is one thing at the crossing of the Rabbian River. Darius had the power of Piata to help King Dordea, who had fallen into Darius' way and had crossed the river by boat.

Darius rubs his chin mustache to create a difficult face.

"Now our army is floating to victory and losing its mind to one soldier. If it's all right, could you please scout in Her Highness's unit?

Nothing. I'm not saying where to scout what. Finally, it is a convenience for Piata to temporarily leave the army to act.

Piata also learned that and prayed for her life after saying, "Well, I'll go to the scouts for a few days."

That's how Darios stops Piata from trying to get out of the tent.

"By the way, Her Highness Princess Piata -"

To Piata, who turned around somehow, Darius throws an unexpected question.

"- What was Darius's final period like?

To that question, Piata could not answer instantly.

For whatever reason, Darius did not know what Darius was about to hear.

It's not very nice to have the princess of the Romanian nation on her knees and drooling her head in front of the enemy general, no matter how respectable she is.

Naturally, Piata, who was aware of it, had ordered the men of the Baihua Squad to build walls so that they could not be seen from elsewhere, but that was not sufficient either.

Piata was wary that someone who had witnessed it might have informed the Grand General of the princess's disturbance.

After much thought, Piata returns an answer that is not obvious.

"You were surrounded by my troops and thought you couldn't escape. Clean and self-inflicted."

But Darius laughed it off. And deny under one word, "Stop lying to me".

"I kept thinking I was going to take this one down. Sleep or wake up, all that's on your mind is about this one. What the hell does this guy think and think? I couldn't help but think of something that wasn't everyday."

"It's like you're talking about your lover."

As Piata teared, Darius laughed and showed fun instead of being angry.

"Exactly, that's right. I guess I was in love with Darius! Besides, it's been almost forty years. Her Royal Highness and I have different years."

Darius speaks proudly as if he speaks of his martial arts.

"That's why I know. There's no way this guy is going to do such a special victory to himself just because he's surrounded by enemies. No matter how miserable, Darius must have tried to fight through the moment his life was lost. As long as I live, also known as Romanian resentment, I can retain my enemies who will not take their lives. If you do, even one soldier can buy you more time to escape, he said. That's the kind of guy he is."

Darius speaks for Darius' neck kettle.

"Hey. Aren't you, Darius?

Piata, caught by the words and looking to Darius' neck pot, finally realized.

In front of Darius' neck pot, the same glass filled with liquor that Darius was holding now.

At last Piata guessed.

Darius wasn't here to celebrate alone. He mourned the death of his beloved and mighty enemy, and he spoke silently to them of his neck, which no longer leaked a single voice.

"Your Highness. I'm not trying to blame you for anything. I just want to know what he thought in the end."

Darius just wants to know the end of Darius.

Having realized that, Piata spoke of Darius's end without covering it up.

Daraios laughs nicely as he shuts up and finishes listening to Piata. That was some childish innocent grin.

"Darius would have been delighted."

"Is it?

Piata thought it would have been sarcastic and careless, not fulfilling the desire of the Protectorate, not fulfilling the rematch with the Son of Destruction, which was a petition.

But Darius says with certainty.

"No, I was definitely delighted. At this age a disciple of a young and beautiful woman like Her Royal Highness appeared. As a boy, I've never felt this good. Let's not be happy about this."

And hoist a drink toward Darius' neck kettle.

"Hey, my beloved and foe."

Then, there is the sound of the water bouncing a little.

When Piata turned her attention in surprise at the sound, the surface of the liquor, which had been poured into the glass placed in front of Darius' neck pot, was slightly wavering.

If you look closely, you can tell that the cloth on the tent directly above where the liquor cup was placed was black and wet, and that the droplets came from it.

But Darius laughs haha.

That's what he said.

"... right"

Darius and Piata laughed at each other a lot.

Then Piata left Daraios and left the tent because she had to prepare to go out for reconnaissance.

That's how Darius, left alone in the tent, breathes a hot breath all the way through the glass.

"Just fine..."

The face was bitterly distorted.

"To Her Highness the Straight Princess, I don't think I want to show you much."

Darius was the biggest obstacle for the Romanian state, as well as a surprise.

Can you see for yourself the Romanian National Army, which has lost its crease?

From now on Darius couldn't help but sigh gloomy.