Hakai no Miko

The voice of the Ethereal Horse was never significant. But it passes amazingly well and resonates to every corner of the square.

But the people of the king's capital, who heard it, were bewildered.

For example, if that were the word to ask ourselves to obey as a price to beat off the invaders, people would have understood. For example, if that were the word to accept domination instead of asylum (hiccups) themselves, people would have been convinced.

Because it is only natural for the people of this world to embrace the dominion of the powerful and grant them asylum.

And the people who cannot fight shall plow their land with rice and rice, and shall pay their taxes to the king and the knight. The kings and knights, who cannot plow the earth, fight with swords and spears, and defend their people.

That is how this society works. No, you can say the very structure of this world.

But the man who calls himself the Son of Destruction said, "That's when".

Not after we have rid ourselves of the Romanian National Army. You asked me what you would do when you fought the Romanian National Army.

He told me earlier that he would get rid of the Romanian country, which is an invader. He said he would help us.

Yet with the same mouth that uttered the word, we now ask ourselves what we will do.

I did not know the true intentions of that pale horse, and the people of the king's capital had no choice but to be confused.

Towards such people, the Ethereal Horse asks overlapping.

"What are you guys doing when we're fighting?

But the people of the King's capital, who at last did not have the answer, could only be confused. The perplexity fills the square of the king's capital as a suppressed temptation.

And the pale horse, who set aside for a while, and made sure that no one answered him, lifted up his voice as if to put out the blurring.

"You have been expelled from your land by the Romanian nation! Your fathers and mothers have taken their land, which their fathers and mothers have plowed with blood and sweat! I burned the house you guys built to protect your family from the wind and rain! I'm still nagging at the wheat that you've brought to fruition!

With intense frustration and outrage, Ethereal Horse lists Romanian National Army outrages. Many of them were once again poked at by the Ethereal Horse for such a tragic number of the current situation.

But to such people even more pale horses slap words relentlessly.

"That's not all! Some of these would have killed my father my mother. Some would have offended their wives with their daughters. Some husbands would have taken their sons as slaves with ropes around their necks."

Once the pale horse punctuated the words there, he uttered a loud international voice with his breath, which he inhaled heavily.

"And now the Romanian nation is about to push you all into the same spot!

As if waiting for the words he had unleashed to penetrate the hearts of everyone on the spot, the Ethereal Horse shut his mouth often.

Still, I can't speak up from anyone.

No matter how long you wait, everyone nods at you as if avoiding eye to eye with you, and doesn't try to raise your voice. To such people, the Ethereal Horse says with contempt.

"And yet you're just waiting for us to take back what was taken from you? Are you just waiting for me to do nothing?! I'm just watching you in silence?!"

The Ethereal Horse went on to say words with even a quiet rage at the people who didn't try to say anything back even though they said so much.

"You know what they say about being deprived of parents, brothers, lovers and friends in front of you, being killed, being fed, and still waiting for the bait to be thrown in front of you, and just greedy (mumbling) eating it?

But no one can answer that question.

After looking around at such people, the Ethereal Horse threw up an obvious scorn (bump).

"It's a pig."

People wandered deliberately.

But toward such people, the Ethereal Horse slaps even more words of contempt.

"They take away important people, they kill and eat themselves, but they don't do anything. Just eat your dinner, fuck you, and wait your turn to be eaten. What do you say that's not a pig?!"

The words contained anger at the people who were still silent.

"Look at the Fae here!

And with an exaggerated gesture, he showed with his hands those who were near the altar on which he stood.

"They are, as you are now, those who have been deprived of their land by the Holmeer kingdom. Those who were killed their parents and brothers. Those are the ones who were dropped in the filth of slavery!

So the pale horse squeezes the fist of his right hand, which protrudes forward so that everyone can see it.

"But they never gave up! I didn't give in! Keep fighting!! Even though they were scolded by you, they never became pigs. So here I am. I'm here!

He was a pale horse who spoke proudly of those of different races other than the human race he was with, and even had a glow of respect in his eyes, but he screams once again turning it into contempt.

"And how about you?! Many of you have scolded the fae as beasts. Dirty! Stupid! Savage! Such a beast was ridiculous! But that's what you said. You're nothing but beasts! Livestock! A pig!

The Ethereal Horse, which stood all at once, was so rough on his breath that he raised and lowered his shoulders. After waiting a while for that breath to settle down, the Ethereal Horse asks, changing his tone somewhat to mild.

"Ask again. What were you doing when we were fighting the Romanian National Army?

Throw a kick-ass sharp gaze and ask further.

"Are you pigs?

Still, people just kept quiet.

But it's not like I haven't felt anything.

They are human beings, no matter how many people have ever been abused (abused) by the powerful. Call that livestock, you can't feel anything when you're cursed that you're a pig.

It was humiliating.

He is miserably sighted by the Romanian kingdom and cursed as a pig in the King's capital, where he has fled with his life. The anger and dissatisfaction of how far we must be stigmatized and tormented gushed out of people's minds.

But there is no place to point the heightened emotions to the verge of that explosion.

I guess it should be directed at the abusive and derisive Ethereal Horse himself.

But if you did that, it was suicide.

Still this world is one in which violence determines everything. And it is none other than the Ethnic Warriors who have the strongest power in this setting.

If we turn to such a pale horse, we will all be killed in the blink of an eye (again), such as ourselves, who have no power to fight.

It was only then that no one could even raise a voice of disobedience.

But still, anger minds never disappeared in people's breasts.

It is a stifling fire in a confined space. It was a seed of flame that would burst and burn if fresh air entered some trigger.

And the trigger comes.

"Please don't insult us!

That is what came out of it was Adomius, who was the leader of the regiment of "Black Walls".

"We have lost to you. But it didn't break my heart! I'm a knight! The sword, which has sworn to give its life to this Holmeer nation and to protect its people, is not broken yet!

Adomius, who was shaking his fist up and screaming, proudly proclaimed to be soaring when his chest was stretched.

"I'm not a pig! I'm a person! He's human!

Then Adomius says to the people of the Holmeer country around him.

"You guys! Don't you regret being told so far!

And when he finds the cripples and the bumpy men to see, he points at them one after the other.

"You! Is that outfit not under Viscount Gatts?! Are you the knight of Count Plenus?! You are the face I saw in Baron Pilgrid's squad!

That was plausible. No matter how many "black-walled" officers you may have, there is no way you can even remember the faces of the knights of the gods with completely different command.

But even if it is not pointed directly at me, those who know it will be a ghoulish face.

"I hear that all those who have just given their names have splendidly scattered in the plains of Calilea without saving this Holmea country and its people! Yet you still want to expose yourselves to congratulations and shame, even if you say so much?! Are you still men! Are you a person?!"

Adomius makes a noise and looks back at his body to the pale horse.

"Lord Darius, there is anger that has caused you to lose your legs! I also have a grudge against my colleagues! But if you say you will save the people of Holmea..."

Adomius, whose sword had been taken away, stuck his clenched fist out to the pale horse as he exposed the inside of his wrist upwards.

"- You Adomius! Fight with you!

Sinn's Square was engulfed in silence.

Everyone on the spot is speechless as if he were immersed in the aftertaste of Adomius' proclamation.

After a while, it was the man dressed as a fighter who broke the silence to see it.

"Don't be ridiculous! Just make it cool! I'll fight you too!

Cutting off the man's voice, the men who were other knights and soldiers speak up.

"You said pig for better! I'll show you we're not pigs!

"Even if you don't tell me, Romanian bastard, this one's got a head!

"I'll do it too! Hey! Aren't you sorry?!"

Fished by it, men also rise from among the people of the king's capital, who are not knights or soldiers.

"Even I fight for my wife and kids!

"If they tell me that much and I shrink, I'll have a man! Right, guys?!"

"If I don't get up here, I'm gonna cut what's hanging in that crotch barn!

And even if the old men get up and say, "I can still fight too," the women kick up the asses of the men who still don't try to get their hips up. That's all I started to tell myself I was going to fight.

The Ethereal Horse opened his arms wide as if he would accept the impulse they would raise.

Often the Ethereal Horse closes her eyes and immerses herself in a trance (like this) in a loud voice that shakes her gut.

The crowd, feeling a sense of disorientation that sucked something into its appearance, unknowingly stopped gaining momentum and shut its mouth.

And before the square, which after a while struck and quieted back like it had changed, the Ethereal Horse slowly opened his eyes and said, breathing heavily.

"Living without a fight is livestock! If you just fight to live, you can be a beast too! But it's people who try to fight for someone, for their own pride, for a future they haven't seen yet! Just people!

People made their breasts cool and hot with words that beat back the heat they sucked up from everyone as it was.

And the Ethereal Horse makes the fever even more intense.

"Fine! If you guys are people, we can hold hands! I can line up my shoulders! We can stand together! We can fight together! I'll die with you! Just like us!!"

People shook their breasts with joy at the words of the Ethereal Horse, which praised the pigs and the cursed themselves as equals.

"O proud Holmeer people! O brave Holmeer people!

Towards such people, the Ethereal Horse lifted his clenched fist high into heaven.

"Fight with me! Along with this' Son of Destruction 'Aoima Kizaki! That way I will give death and destruction to the tyrannical invaders of the Romanian nation! And I will surely bring you victory!

Wang Du's Square caught a big cheer as if it were going to explode.