Hakai no Miko

The next morning, deputy Demetria spoke to Piata, who was preparing to appear at the headquarters of the Romanian National Army.

"It's not a very pleasant mission."

Ahead of Demetria's gaze to say so, that general was equally prepared to go out in battle, having advanced yesterday's military debate that there was a good way to Partis.

"Watch your mouth. Brother Partiz, it's your call."

Piata shunned Demetria's critical remarks.

In yesterday's military conference, Partis accepted the general's offer. And the Piatas, the Hundreds of Wolves, are set to go out with them again to protect the generals who will fight for it from the Zug raids.

Piata repeats to his deputy, who is clouding his expression about how unwilling it is.

"If we succeed in doing so, the lives of our soldiers, who were supposed to lose them for the wall of siege, will be saved. If we fail, there is no loss for us. There's no harm in trying."

But Demetria's face doesn't clear. Rather say it with an even more caring face.

"That's what you said, I was wondering if Her Royal Highness could do something about the wrinkles between her eyebrows, too"

To Demetria's point, Piata says, "Mmm." Demetria blurs in front of Piata, who loosens her fingers between her frowns.

"I don't mean to, but I'd expect that redhead to come jamming me"

I don't think you can do that.

Piata denied Demetria's expectations.

"That redhead is brave, but amazingly cautious at the same time. Even if we notice this move, we'll only keep our observations from afar until we know if it's an invitation to ourselves."

Piata sighs when she shrugs her shoulders.

"But whether you like it or not, it's definitely effective for the Son of Destruction."

And Demetria asks further.

"So will the Son of Destruction come out of the city on a ploy?

"Saana."

Piata answered the throwing spear.

"If it comes out now, it means a man to that extent."

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Shemr looked up at Zoan's drums slapped against the city wall.

Shemr was patrolling the city with the Ethereal Horse.

Usually we can push the Ethereal Horse into the VIP room at the same time as the Romanian National Army attacks us, but only today, after noon, the Romanian National Army doesn't attack us. He was walking around the city with the Ethereal Horse to inspire the soldiers and the inhabitants of the city who were struggling there.

"What's wrong, Shemr?

Noticing Shemr, whose ears were clear to the sound of the drum, the Ethereal Horse asked. Shemr conveys to the Ethereal Horse the meaning of the drum sound he heard this time.

"Oh. - The Flashing Fang is telling you to hurry up"

Sometimes it's unusual these days when the Romanian National Army tells us to pull in when they attack us.

As they both thought about it, the drum was beaten even more. Shemr moves Pickles and ears.

"Hurry up, you say? Looks like you're in a lot of a hurry."

"I wonder what? Anyway, let's hurry."

Saying so, the Ethereal Horse ran against the city wall, where the Garam would be with Shemr.

Run up the stairs and out onto the city walls. Then there was not only Gallam, but Doverine and Setius and many other soldiers had gathered together to see what was going on.

"Something wrong, Gallum?

When the Ethereal Horse asks so, Gallum shows the outside of the city with his eyes.

"When he tells His Majesty something, he calls from earlier."

When I followed Gallam's gaze and looked outside the city, I saw about fifty human beings there.

I wonder if he's a visitor to some kind of negotiation.

First, the Ethereal Horse thought so. But I feel a little strange for that. Regardless of the general-looking man standing in front of you, wearing a splendid armored helmet and riding a horse, about half of the humans behind it don't even wear armor, rather than weapons. All that, or if you look closely, you even look like an old man or a woman or a child.

And it seemed to be surrounded by soldiers of the Romanian National Army armed with such people who stood up to each other like frightened.

He was a pale horse with a bad feeling, but I can't help but watch him like this. In the meantime, I'll raise my name to a man who looks like a general.

"I am Aoima Kizaki, king of the Eldorian kingdom! What can I do for you?!"

To the name of the Ethereal Horse, its general returned with plenty of malice and contempt on his voice.

"You are the son of destruction who invades Holmeer, a friendly country, and nicknames the king!

From a Romanian country that has not yet officially recognised the founding of the State of Erdoğa and it is Vritas, who has exiled, who recognises himself as King Holmea, the Ethereal Horse is a great sinner who illegally deprives the State of Holmea of its territory and calls it a king.

But it's hilarious because it ravaged that friendly country four years ago and did everything that was lawless. Besides, it is an insult that has even become a constant complaint of the Romanian state, so the Ethereal Horse doesn't even care. Instead, he said behind him, "Shall I shoot him?" and Shahata divulging noisy things and calling it "Good, do it!" He held Shemr by hand.

No matter how disrespectful you are, you can't shoot a messenger to death, and that's no closer than you need to be wary of arrows. It would be hard to shoot and kill just fine.

Besides, three years have passed since the Ethereal Horse became king. It's as easy as this level of provocation.

"I'm tired of hearing that. If you have nothing else to say, I'll let you go back."

The general gets angry at the tone of the Ethereal Horse, who just tells him to polish his art and then get back out.

"The heads of these subhuman slaves! Aren't you the coward who ran away before our army in your habit of fighting us!

The general was so cynical about the defeat of the Ethereal Horse in Mirza.

"If you're not a coward, open the gate and strike out! If the horrors of our Romanian National Army are so stained with bones, then stop wasting resistance and open the gates and surrender to us!

Then the general put enough contempt on his face to see it even in the distance.

"If you surrender honestly, you can rest assured that I will never treat you roughly! Right! With all the beasts you love, you can put a rope around your neck and keep them in the royal palace yard! Show me some interesting art and I'll give you some leftovers!

With that said, he began to laugh loudly against his chest at this sight.

In the indignation of everyone in the Eldorian country to this, the Ethereal Horse answers with one laugh.

"I'm sorry, but I can't open the gate. Because -"

When the pale horse shrugs his shoulder, he says in a playful manner.

"My parents used to tell me at a young age, 'Even if my weird uncle visits the house, you must never open the door to the house'!

Treats the generals of one country as weird uncles - perverts.

After a beat, a burst of laughter broke out of the city of Gatzen.

In contrast, the degenerate treated general turns bright red on his face and rages.

"Me! The head of a disrespectful subhuman slave!

The general sends signals to the soldiers behind him by hand gesture. Then the soldiers pushed all ten unarmed men they had brought forward. Soldiers kneel the men on the spot when they poke them in small rows with swords and spears.

"Son of Destruction! Who are these guys?!"

To the general's enquiry, the Ethereal Horse is puzzled.

I first thought it was a prisoner soldier who was caught by the Romanian National Army far from himself at the defeat of Mirza. But it also includes old men who are unlikely to be far-sighted or soldiers.

Who the hell are they?

The general laughs niggardly at the pale horse so perplexed.

"These are the peasants around here!

The voice rose from above the city wall, and the pale horse's complexion changed.

I thought you called on the peasants around the city of Gatzen to evacuate and shelter them in the city.

When the Ethereal Horse asks with such eyes, Setius answers in haste.

"Probably the ones who didn't follow our evacuation instructions."

Setius' assumptions had been met. They were neighboring peasants who had not evacuated to the city for a variety of reasons because they were worried about their homes and fields or because they did not like evacuation life in an unfamiliar city.

At a time when the barbarism of the Romanian National Army, still four years ago, was also new to my memory, the Ethereal Horse was surprised to hear that the Romanian National Army had called for evacuation to the city by telling me that it was going to invade again, but that there were people who did not follow it.

However, it is also a reality that in modern Japan, those affected by the refusal to take refuge in shelters citing similar reasons before such natural disasters as typhoons persist.

They had been hiding in the woods and mountains for some time, trying to survive the Romanian National Army, but they were hunted out there and brought here in this way.

With a nasty grin on his face at the upset of that pale horse, the general slowly raised his right hand to show off.

…… No way, you?! "

Blood pulled out of the face of the Ethereal Horse realizing what was about to be done, making a crisp noise.

"Do it!!"

And the General's right hand waved down mercilessly.

Turning it to the peasants whose Romanian soldiers were lined up on the signal, he waved down his sword and stuck out his spear.

Blood flies and the screams of the Terminator overlap.

From among the soldiers and the people of the Eldorian country, who were on the city walls, there was a whirlwind of grief and consternation.

Perhaps every family member has been abducted. I hear a little girl crying and calling me "Father".

But the sad cry of such a girl does not reach Romanian generals either. To make him look even more pale, he ordered the soldiers to stick their swords and spears up to the body, which had already been breathless.

"What do you think?! You saw it, you son of a destroyer! They're dead because you're cowardly enough to pull into the city! They're dead because of you!

To the General's words, the Ethereal Horse was paling his face and shivering his body into blurbs and small pieces. The eyes, which are all popped open, remain nailed toward the bodies of the people who were murdered without remnants. Both hands supporting the body, which is likely to fall outside the city walls, are powered as if they were trying to crush the chest wall. If you look closely, there was blood from the fingernails protruding against the chest wall, but the pale horse didn't even notice the pain.

To the appearance of a pale horse without words, the general commands the soldiers to be good at it.

"Line up the rest of them!

The Romanian soldiers lined up the peasants with swords and spears, as they had done earlier. It also includes the figure of a motherly woman holding a girl whose father is murdered and crying in front of her and her child.

"Son of Destruction! If you want to help these guys, get out of the city and fight us squarely! Don't you have as much courage as a grain of sand?! You coward!

Then the general tells the peasants who put him in line.

"Beg for your lives, too! If you want to help, you will be the son of destruction!!"

The peasants often hesitated even though they did not follow the instructions for evacuation. But it also begins to raise its drawn voice when the Romanian soldier smashes it with a cut of his sword or a spear.

"Help me! Help me!

"I don't want to die! Please help me!

"Please help!

Those who had long fought alongside the Ethereal Horse, including Gallum, came to grief at the voice of the peasants for desperate help.

The Ethereal Horse they know was a person who rarely cared about the people as an exchanger of this era. Some monarchs, called famous lords, take care of their people. But in the case of the Ethereal Horse, he is a man who, even if his rights would be threatened, would first give priority to the interests of the people.

I don't even have to think about how effective this show would be on such a pale horse.

That was the only way I could say I would strike out of the city to help them.

Gallum thinks of when that happens.

Only two thousand soldiers would have survived an attack by the Romanian National Army to reach tenfold, if they had stood and caged in the city of Gatzen, where they had been fully equipped. It's nothing more than suicide, such as striking out of it.

As a general, Garam has the authority to refuse the orders of the Ethereal Horse, the King, when it comes to the military. I can also refuse (Koba) the orders of the Ethereal Horse to strike out if I have to, but it was not a good idea to show the soldiers that the King and the Great General were in conflict here.

And above all, the problem is that the Ethereal Horse is admired by the people and soldiers more than he thinks he is.

If such a pale horse shows fierce anger and hatred, it is not strange for anyone to come out in tune with it. If we did poorly, there could even be an outburst that couldn't even be stopped by ourselves, the general.

This is not good!

Gallum reached out to hold him in before the Ethereal Horse could say anything.

But a moment sooner than that, the Ethereal Horse barks.

"I'll get you out of here!