Hakai no Miko

"I'll get you out of here!

When the Ethereal Horse shouted so, behind it, Shemr slightly rounded his eyes, and Gallam also put a surprise on his face.

And Piata, who watched what was going on far behind Romanian generals, leaked a small "whirl" of admiration.

While gathering the gaze of all those on the spot, the Ethereal Horse bites his back teeth tight with a girrick.

Nearly a decade had passed since the Ethereal Horse had fallen into this world. He is no longer a peaceful bogged Japanese boy who knows neither the Ethereal Horse nor the gratitude of peace. The tragedy of war is already known, as is the ugliness of man who is stripped out there.

But what's this?

The Ethereal Horse thought so.

Nor does it strike the village to take food. Nor do we vandalize houses to get hardware. Nor does she offend a woman to satisfy a temporary carnal desire. Nor does it capture people to gain slavery.

He killed an innocent people who had no power to fight or sin, just to drag themselves out of the city.

In this day and age, this may also be another fine tactic.

But following modern Japanese knowledge in the pale horse, this stuff was not a tactic.

This is terrorism.

Isn't it terrorism itself that puts demands on countries and organizations by killing the general public and non-combatants?

Then there's no way you can leave even more!

If it becomes clear that terrorism is effective, it is clear that the enemy will hang up their demands and commit more tragic acts of terrorism to that end.

Just let ourselves out of the city this time, but next time we might be asked to open Gatzen's bloodless castle. The next step could be a territorial transfer. It could even be the surrender of the Eldor country.

If the demands are thus suspended, naturally the number of hostages taken for that purpose will increase, as will the number of victims coming out of it.

In order not to do so, we can never accept the demands of terrorism!

The Romanian general continues to blackmail the Ethereal Horse, who, even though he understands it, is troubled by the slaughter of the people.

"Son of Destruction! Do you really care what happens to these guys?!"

I'm sure it doesn't matter!

The Ethereal Horse forcefully swallowed that word, which almost screamed reflexively. And speak to the peasants who look up at this one with a face full of despair.

"Sorry! Trying to help you, it's not just me or the soldiers, it's even going to endanger many residents of this city! That's unacceptable!

That's what he shouts, then the Ethereal Horse goes to himself, and he curses inside that it won't be the same.

Don't delude yourself by saying such excuses.

The Ethereal Horse shuts his mouth once. And when I opened my mouth again, it was a bloody voice that popped out of it.

"I will not help you! I forsake you! I will never let you get killed! I don't mind complaining about that!

When the Ethereal Horse cut his gaze off from the people he declared he would cut off, he turned his eyes on the General, burning with anger.

"But tell Partis! The Son of Destruction will not forgive you! Never, never forgive!

The Ethereal Horse opens his arms wide and lifts up his voice to all who are on the spot.

"Let us swear before all who are here now! This' Son of Destruction 'Aoima Kizaki will never forgive Partis! I will surely expose his neck, and leave his flesh in the field to feed the beasts!

In this day and age, exposing his neck to rot and leaving his body in the wilderness to feed animals such as wild dogs is a punishment that blasphemes even his death.

Only Mendax and his son Padax, formerly Prime Minister of the Holmeer Country, were subjected to this punishment in the government of Aoima. It is a punishment that would not have been applied if it had not been for the murder of the royal Princess Wallina to serve and the Great Revolt who planned the takeover of the Holmeer country.

It is no exaggeration to bring it down to Prince Partis, even though it is an enemy country. Therefore the magnitude of the anger of the pale horse was known.

But that doesn't stop the anger of the Ethereal Horse.

"The same goes for all of you who participated in such outrageous imitations!

The Ethereal Horse pointed to the General and the soldiers brought to it.

"No matter where you run, no matter where you hide, I will find you and reward you for this barbarity! Must!!"

With the exception of modern Japanese knowledge and common sense, it is a pale horse with no stunt-like stunts.

But the Ethereal Horse had only one thing to be proud of.

It is vocal.

The voice of the Ethereal Horse reached much farther than its volume, and it was also a good and easy voice to hear.

For this reason, the voice of the Ethereal Horse with its burning anger shocked the generals of the Romanian country and their soldiers as if they had been raised in anger in front of them in the meantime.

Besides, the Romanian general is frightened by surprise. But as soon as he returns to me, he puts blood on his head at his own loss.

"Keep your vanity up! - Do it eh!!"

By order of the General, the Romanian soldiers put up swords and spears against the peasants. The peasants are killed with one scream after another and a blood splash. Not tired enough of that, the Romanian soldiers even begin to barbarism throwing it against the city walls when they cut off the heads of the peasants who killed them even more.

And the Ethereal Horse kept staring at the whole thing with burning anger in his eyes.

"Good! Son of a bitch! As long as you keep pulling into the city, know that your people will be sacrificed like this every day!

The Romanian generals took the soldiers back to flesh and self-defense when they left the dialogue behind.

Even after the Romanian generals left, the city walls of Gatzen were dominated by silence for some time.

Everyone on the spot was watching the Ethereal Horse step by step, killing his breath to see what was going to happen.

Slightly later, the Ethereal Horse calls the name of Setius.

"Setius."

"Ha... ha! Here!"

Where does the usual side go? Setius, stifling his face at the tension, drips his head to the pale horse.

"I need you to retrieve those bodies. I want you to at least bury him politely."

The voice of the Ethereal Horse was never loud or absurd in tone. Rather, it is something that makes you feel even as dark as you have been discouraged.

"Ri, I understand...!

But Setius' voice was slightly trembling in fear.

The Ethereal Horse slowly walks past next to Setius, who is also unable to raise his face to the fears of incompetence.

"Gallum. I'm going back. I'll take care of the rest."

Garam, ordered bossy with a gloomy voice, reflexively corrects his spine.

"I understand."

Gallum's voice, who replied so, was also trembling with tension.

Who is it, this?

Gallum was asking himself in his chest, feeling his whole body hair slightly upside down.

The Ethereal Horse that Garam knows is not the kind of strong person that makes everyone want to follow or pull up.

Rather, he is an unreliable person. That, too, is looking somewhere far away and I haven't seen a foothold at all. If you notice, you fall there and you get hurt badly. If we don't help ourselves like that, we are weak people who can't help it.

But not now.

The Ethereal Horse had unleashed an overwhelming intimidation from all over his body, even Gallum, who recognized himself as a warrior.

I won't allow any disobedience - no, before the intimidation of the Ethereal Horse, which stops me from even thinking about disobeying, Gallum had held his breath until the Ethereal Horse passed by by without my knowledge.

When the Ethereal Horse went down the stairs from the city wall, there were many city dwellers gathered there to hear the noise.

The Ethereal Horse, who had devoted himself to the reconstruction of the city, was known by the inhabitants as a king who was never to blame for his identity and who was also casual to the people. For this reason, if the Ethereal Horse walks through the city, they are heard, joked and laughed at by the city's inhabitants. We had such a friendly relationship.

But the inhabitants breathed in the appearance of a pale horse coming down the stairs.

His face, which usually had a grin like that of an unreliable boy, was stretched with angry shapes, showing so much anger all over his body that he hallucinated the red and black flames that burned behind it.

Before that appearance, the sea opened its way before the legendary prophet, but the hedges of the inhabitants who had been rushing were broken.

Meanwhile, the Ethereal Horse walks silently away.

"Is that Master Soma...?

Eladia, who was running late, leaked a trembling voice at the appearance of such a pale horse.

I have to rush over and speak up.

I think so, but that step, I couldn't get that voice out.

Everyone no longer knew what to say and could only bypass the angry Ethereal Horse.

Except for one...

"Relax, Soma. You can't help being so angry."

It is Shemr.

And everyone was horrified.

She was the king and even admitted to being her own half. I'm sure that anger will subside, too.

Everyone thought so.

but is.

"This will calm you down!

But the anger of the Ethereal Horse did not subside.