Hakai no Miko

The accusations can be heard far in front of the entrance of the village.

It was an act that demonstrated Orruk's strong rejection of Shengaya.

Shengaya argues loudly when she pulls her chest up.

"Traitors are heartbreaking! This Shengaya. All of them act with the family in mind. Let not the words of the wicked be a drinker, nor let the families go astray and shed the same Zoan's blood!

Shengaya points to the path she came from.

"The fang and nail elders have also expressed their approval for this, and they have been waiting for you there!" Open the chest collar and discuss it, so we can clear up any misunderstandings! Please consult with them, Lord Orluk- "

"Shut up, Shengaya!"

Orruk blocked Shengaya's words with an angry voice.

Even though the warriors who ordered the capture were not tied to the Shengaya, it can still be seen that some warriors still fear Shengaya. It was because of the fear that a warrior would emerge from the shake if such Shengaya told me any more.

"Have you forgotten the grudges of the chief Anunta who was killed by his vile hand?" There are two paths you need to take! Either you go back now and bring the necks of the clan elders with their fangs and claws, or you will be banished from the [Clan of the Tail] for good! "

Orluk pushed the ultimatum to Shengaya.

Not only that, even if Shunupa, who looked at this situation seriously, proposed to discuss it, he was surprised that Orluk was acting on behalf of the shrine maiden's head. Although he showed respect, he was only a mediator on the plain, and as he had already declared, "Speak only with the blade", there could be no reconciliation between the two clans of fangs and claws, and mediation was pushed in vain.

To Orruk, who was no longer stubborn enough to respond to the consultations, Shengaya glanced at Gulkaka with his eyes.

With that, Gurukaka goes forward.

We request that the [Clan of Tails] and the [Clan of Fangs] respond to the discussions between the [Fierce Fangs] and the [Clan of Claws] with the [Angry Claws]!

Orluk frowned at the suddenly appearing gluca.

What are you doing?! Is it the [Fang Clan]?! Or the [Claw Clan]?!

"I am neither a member of the [Fang Clan] nor a member of the [Claw Clan]!"

So Gurukaka takes a big inhale and releases it as a grand proclamation.

"I am one of the Zoan Twelve!" < Bone Clan >, Jagata's son, Gurukaka!! "

Those of the < Bone Clan > who had not yet heard the news of the < Bone Clan > 's rejuvenation throughout the plain gave a big greeting.

Gurukaka raised her voice even more towards the [Clan of Tails].

"Listen, my fellow citizens of the Clan of Bones!" My brethren! At last, our grief has come true! Our Bones have been forgiven for their sins and have been granted a resurrection! "

Suddenly, a person calling himself the lost twelfth clan, a legend, just appeared, and for some reason, he could not understand the situation of calling him to his family, and the people of the [Clan of the Tail] who were only in Orluk or on the spot were fiercely puzzled.

In the midst of this, I heard the sound of a dried tree rolling.

And when Orluch looked at the sound, there was an old Zoan, a wahlun.

Waorun stared at Glucaca unaware that his staff was rolling on the ground.

"Oh, is that the truth...?"

Waorun shuddered as he shrugged his body from his old age, waved the hands of the young man who supported him, and walked up to Gulcaka with a fuzzy footstep.

"Truthfully! Is it true that you were allowed to rebuild the Bone Clan?!"

I had no idea what was going on. But something unusual is happening to Waorne's unusual appearance. The Orluks lost their words and could only watch over Waoru and Gulkaka.

Among them, Gurukaka nods to Waorun, who walks towards herself.

"Left. The Fagul Garguz Shemul of the [Fang Clan] was chosen as the god of the great beast." And the grace will protect his (or his) pride! It is a mistake of his sons to inherit the sins of their fathers from afar. You said that you should raise your chest and identify yourself as a clan member! "

Gurukaka says with even more enthusiasm to Waorun, who has tears in his eyes.

"If this is against Zoan's pride, [Noble Fang] will be punished by grace!" As expected, the Beast God did not inflict any punishment on the [Noble Fang]! This, the God of the Beast, bears witness that we have forgiven our people for their sins. "

Tears spilled from Waorn's open eyes. And as she sat crumbling in front of Guccaca, Waorne covered her face with her hands and began to cry.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Our grief has finally come true!"

It was a tear with no emotions.

The grief of not being allowed to name one's own family. The guilt of falsely denying one's family. Behind neighbors who don't suspect they're family. Still, I have a responsibility to hope for the recovery of my clan. And rejoicing that at last the redemption and reconstruction have been fulfilled.

Turned all of them into tears, Wahlung continued to cry.

Gurukaka gently stretched her hand over his tiny back.

"You said Gurukaka, the son of Jagata. Is the jaguar a breathing disaster?"

Waorun, who had finally filled his eyes with tears, raised his face and asked Guccaca. And Gurukaka replied with a bitter smile.

“No, my father died in battle against humans over twenty years ago.”

"Well, Jagata and I were friends."

Waorn thinks of the past in his mind.

"One day, we will rejuvenate our family and live together. I vowed to hope that day would come, and I vowed not to make it happen. I couldn't fulfill my wish with Jagata, but I didn't expect her son to fulfill his family's grief....."

Waorun grabbed Gurukaka's hand and nodded again and again with tears in his eyes.

Master Waorne, I really need your help.

Gulkaka asked, clasping back the thin Wahlun's hand like a dead tree. Waorn answers this instantly.

"How is it (how)?" If we can deal with this old man, we will spare our lives. "

"I would like to bring Lord Orluk to the discussion room to stop this useless fight for the sake of the [tail family]."

In response to Guccaca's words, Waorlón replied, "Yes, I understand."

Waorun gets up with the help of Gulcaka and returns to the village with his patchy legs.

What the hell is going on? What the hell is going on?

And so, in front of Orluck and the [Clan of Tails] who were watching him, Waorun stopped his legs and knelt down.

"I apologize to the [tail family]." I'm also connected to the Bone Clan, just like this one. Until now, whoever comes to deceive the clansmen is guilty of no dispute. No matter how much you punish me, let me spare you. ”

Wahlun begged by rubbing his forehead against the ground.

"Now, if you have a heart that will show a little compassion for this old man, will you please, or will you not fulfill this man's wish?"

Without raising his face, Wahlun went from place to place to Orrk, and touched his foot.

It is nothing but an act of revealing a pathetic figure and begging for the greatest mercy from the other.

"Please stop, Old Waorne!"

Orluk couldn't help but scream.

The gratitude to Lord Wahorn must not be neglected.

It was a word from my father, who was my father's number one, when I received the number one.

When he had to abandon the plains and escape deep into the mountains, Waorun took the initiative to clear a path without a trail, chased away the beasts of the mountains, and continued to carry immobile children and old people.

Even after finally finding this land to settle in, Waarn went into the mountains every day from sunrise to sunset in search of food. It is a search in the mountains. There were no days when I didn't get hurt, and sometimes I even got serious injuries that were life-threatening. Waorne spared no expense in providing the weaker members of his clan with the meagre sustenance they found.

For Orluk's father, who was in his turn in a situation that was no more difficult than it is now, Waorun was a great benefactor that should never be neglected.

It is painful to understand how much Waorne has contributed to the family and how much she has cut herself for it, because she is the Orluk who inherited the number one.

Such a great benefactor of the clan is shaking his old and small body, rubbing his forehead against the ground and begging him to lean on his feet.

Orluk wasn't cold-blooded enough to shake it off.

"Ok! I will do as Old Waorun said!" So, please raise your head! "

No one in the family disagreed with Orluk's scream.