Hitsugi no Maou

Even when the rain went up, no people walked alone in the cobblestones of the king's capital of Coffin.

Everyone is hiding in the shadows of the capital, praying and lurking their breath that disaster will not descend on them.

The road is littered with rubble (grudges) and blood, and the bronze statue of the pulled down king Lugassa is plunged into a puddle.

On one road, a man who criticized Snobba's general is stripped of his body like a kakashi, and on another road, the carcass of Doo, a giant passenger animal, is rolled into a mass of rotten fur.

The whole capital was engulfed by a painful air of despair.

In front of the gates of the royal castle was a stone statue of the sky dragon Morg, whose neck had been dropped, and at its feet the armored helmet of a wet owl knight was exposed.

The armor, which is left in a position leaning against Morg's leg, has a presence as if it had a corpse in it, despite its cavity (kusha).

Lucina, looking down from within the royal castle at the hero's plumage, rinsed her nose and crept to the window.

A samurai, who was pouring drinks into a glass, sees it and then brings the watermark down to the table and rushes over to Lucina.

Lucina, dressed in plain colored hemp clothes, shook her head to naughty as the samurai took her hand.

"Death abounds in the king's capital. The king is dying, and the brave men in charge of the country are about to be killed. What am I supposed to do? As the heir to the throne, how shall I behave?"

"Princess, now is the time to endure. Only those who endured the winter times can spring."

"Snoba is going to put on all the sprouts of the coffin. Spring doesn't come like this... I need something or something to trigger it. Nagi, what's going on with the secret detective? Did Gallol grab anything?"

"... that's it... the snobber soldiers don't seem to take a cut and the settlers don't know what's at stake. Generals and executives, so far we have very little information about God… Warriors, faces as close as possible to the Snobbers in the Knights infiltrate the enemy capital… Given the danger of being breached, we cannot even inadvertently approach castles and institutions…"

Lucina sat down on the sleeping table in the corner of the room and covered her face with both hands.

The samurai, called Nagi, kneels before her master and tells her to groan.

"The general says he will burn down the Tioline Forest today. It is a land that is not inherently the territory of any country, instead of the border line with neighbouring Separca, but you think there is a hunter there who stripped the sky dragon morgue scales (candles) and took them home?

Not at all, not even stupid. I'm talking about it. There can't be anybody who can get close to Morg. Truly take civilian fabrications and move soldiers and burn down borders. Snowba's general is a fool who can't help it. "

"We're going to kill everyone who can be Coffin's hope. In any way, those with glorious legends, anecdotes, can demonstrate their courage and become new leaders.

If a man with a part of the patron saint of the country were to name a Morgue messenger and call upon the people to have a sword, there might be yet another flame of fighting spirit in the hearts of the exhausted (hi-hai) Coffins.

So kill the hunter before he brings disaster, and expose the death to the public.... If you burn the border, Separca won't shut up either. I don't know if that general has any idea. "

"After peace, our country and Separca have placed their respective border guard forts (by the way) on this side of the forest and on the other side, promising not to advance the army until then.

If it turns out that the snobber army has entered the forest, Separca may take it as a coffin betrayal... I hope we manage to get in touch with the Separca side... The border security of the snobber army has no gaps and we can't send a messenger... "

"... to Gallol who went to the scene, there's nothing I can do about it"

Lucina lowered her hand with a deep sigh and looked out the window.

As with the Owl Knight, Lukina was forced to accompany the General's "Hero Crusade" when Galore stuck with the Princess that she was going on surrogate because she was not feeling well.

Given that Lucina was made generals last time, and the reaction of the Separkans who found Lucina among the troops burning the border, Gallor's claims were ultimately (very) natural.

But if the general is in a bad mood for this, the childish man doesn't know what to say again.

Lucina stared out the window feeling anxious as her stomach twisted.

"Coffin and Snobba had no national traffic. But a long time ago, I hear there was a connection in an era called antiquity."

A line of snobbery-shaped trees, like the hands of a deceased seeking salvation (see you later), forest.

The branches spread toward heaven have hard leaves that were gibberish and offering.

Watching black smoke rise from some dreaded Tioline forest, Garroll was listening to the general speaking to himself.

Troops approaching the border. The Coffin side and the Snoba army deployed on the Separca side through the woods indiscriminately annihilate (at least) the forest creatures to be burned out.

Separca's fort, a huge chunk of rock that seemed far beyond the trees, apparently was already in a state of battle, with warriors in boneless armor lining up stone throwers to silently kill.

The Separkans have not attacked yet, although this is a one-touch situation. That's because they probably have some knowledge of Coffin's predicament (cucumber) and know that the enemy in front of them is not the Coffin army.

The Separkans have kept to me only the peace agreement with Coffin, the arrangement not to advance the army before the fort.

Gallol thanked him for this good fortune, while at the same time guiding himself through the forceful Separkas.

If Coffin went down to snobbery altogether, it must be neighboring Separca who will be the next target of the invasion.

The snobber army has no morality, no rules. There must be no such thing as Separca's obsession with arrangements with Coffin and Snowba taking the lead.

At that time, Coffin must have been left without any cover for Separca.

"Hey, servant. Are you listening?"

To the voice of the general that could be directed at him, Garroll looked back at you slightly.

Gallol is now standing behind a line of snobber soldiers. Right next to it is the general of Snoba and Makito, the man of the axe of war, the girl of the Divine Summoner, Mariela.

The general didn't like looking up at the taller galore than he did, or he seemed to be looking toward the burning woods all the time.

When Gallol replied low, "There is no denying that there was some connection between Coffin and Snobba," the general nodded lightly and opened his mouth again.

"The fact is, we were supposed to be born in a different country, we speak the exact same language. Some scholars say that the two countries that crashed the mountains, no, all the countries that exist on this continent, were originally divided by one big country."

"Beyond the sea, they say, there are peoples who speak with us. The same race may have scattered around the world, building (and not building) history with each country. Some countries make it good, flourish independently, and others"

Galore looked at the general with a narrowed eye. The general's mouth corner is connected and he laughs as he sees the woods.

Fortunately, now, there seemed to be no Separca fortress in its eyes.

His mouth, oh, and he raises his voice.

"We are trying to defeat other countries and reunite the world. We snobbers, that's it. With the mighty power over God, we snobbers rule the entire continent first by skinning (scratching) the coffins. It's an honor for you to be model number one of the future colonial rule of Snoba."

"Take away the country, subjugate the hearts of men, take away culture and pride, take away hope. subordinate ourselves to the workforce on it."

"I say we erase the poor minister's heroic Tan and evil beliefs and give him our mythology. It's the world's most powerful snobber myth."

"To give thanks to that big, man-eating God"

A battle axe stretched from scratch is given to Gallor's neck.

But Gallol never moved, and pushed it at his fingertips.

Staring at Makito, who distorts his face, Gallor says in a low and cold voice.

"Be honest, Snowman. You manipulated it and used it in the war... isn't that something you've been worshipping in your country for a long time?

"... what?

"A settler from Snobba knows nothing about God. Neither God's name, nor the way he prays to God, knows anything as a believer and knows nothing for granted. I don't even know how long God has been around and what he does for me. … they only recognize God as a powerful weapon"

The black smoke rising out of the woods grew. In the rainy forest, the fire, lit with a great deal of oil, sprays up into the sky in the wind.

In the light of that yellow flame, the general rang his throat and saw Gallor for the first time.

Snobba's general, a boy called a hero beloved by God, a face distorted by deceptive malice. Galore vomits his words to the shape.

"God... no... what are you guys? Untold soldiers, immortal generals, alien weapons. We Coffins thought you were regular troops dispatched from a strange country called Snowba..."

"He's a well-spoken servant."

In the eyes of the general, there was a shadow of slaughter.

Gallol tensioned his whole body and placed his hand on the dagger on his hips, then.

Some of the soldiers in front of Gallol and the others blew up scattering pieces of metal and blood.

A soldier falls at Gallor's feet, stripped of his eyes and shot through a silver mask by a thick arrow. Makito raised his voice as he mounted an axe of war on a wooden arrow that was also as good as a child's arm.

"Even a hunter... it's a demonic mistake"

Beyond the soldiers who raise their blades and prepare to storm, a black shadow stands on the back of a burning forest.

The shadow wears shoes, even the fur of the beast, wrapped around his hips and chest, with a linen. The flesh exposed from it was exuberant, and the thick bones and muscle shapes were clearly seen.

He wears a large hera deer skull on his head and peeks blood running eyes from his orbit (cancer). On his left hand he had a bow bigger than his own body, with blue-green glowing scales at both ends of it.

The hunter, about three minutes taller than Galore's head, raises a roar (like this) that rocks the earth with his bow high up (kake) toward the army filling in front of him.

When I shook up my arms, two round puffs on the hunter's chest raised and lowered slightly.

"A woman. The legendary hunter."

General Xing (today) finally sees the hunter's left hand.

In his big hand, he had a small finger teased if he turned a blind eye, and even saw a small, another human foot behind the hunter.

A child.

The hunter is hiding the child behind his back. I'm protecting it.

That's how they understood it. The general hoisted the corner of his mouth again, spreading malice all over his face.

"Assault"

Before Garroll screamed to stop, the general's voice was released. When Mariela, the Divine Summoner, repeats that instruction aloud, the stationary soldiers wield their blades with fury (dust) momentum and kill (say) to the hunter and the child.

The hunter shakes off the child's fingers and turns his left hand to his back. As he pulled the arrow out of the arrow barrel (yatsuzu) inserted into the belt holding the hips of the nappy cloth, he squeezed (squeezed) the bow toward the army pushing it straight away, releasing it.

The tip of the wind-cutting arrow twitches the throat of one of the soldiers and knocks him down.

While he hits the body and a few stumbling succeeding soldiers are falling, the hunter leads the arrows at one incredible speed after another and keeps letting them go.

Arrows well beyond the size of common sense drill holes in the waves of soldiers' attacks and reduce their numbers.

However, no matter how powerful the attack is, it is not even temporarily overshadowed, such as the resistance of one human being before the army.

Soon the soldiers reached and attacked the hunters and children. I'm done. A bowman was packed with distance.

The next moment, however, Gallol peels his eyes again and complains.

A hunter released his last arrow on the verge of being slashed by a soldier. The orbit of the arrow was not aimed at the soldier in front of him, but through the soldiers and into a straight line to the general of Snoba, who was determining the sight of the heights.

Amazing range, amazing precision (due to it) blow. But Galore was not surprised by the hunter's human proximity to the bow and arrow.

Countless soldiers watched and looked back at the arrows as they flew in.

It is unlikely that soldiers engaged in mass combat will demonstrate such behavior.

There will be those who are distracted by enemy attacks, and those who look at them approximately, but infantry in war is the mission to slaughter, slash while slashed, before slaughtered. If the enemy's arrows have slipped through their own flesh, it is only natural that they attack the enemy as they are.

The snobber soldiers are distracted by the arrows and look back.

A group of masks shining in silver. After a gruesome number of gazes, Gallol felt, for the first time, terrified by the situation in which he was now being placed.

An arrow passed by Gallol, raising a heavy noise and poking at something. Looking back after a moment, the general is falling in the form of being pushed down by the Divine Summoner Mariela.

The arrow was piercing the rear ground. Mariella drags her big back clothes and wakes herself up in front of a glistening galore.

She must have covered the general with a scratch ripped from the ore on her nagging back for a long time.

"Yuk, are you okay?

"Oh, it's nothing. Thanks to you."

Mariella, who called the general, probably by name, looses her intricately served shiny red copper hair and rises.

The soldiers are still looking at us. Mariella fingered the blood flowing from her back, contained in her own mouth.

Apply your lips red as they are, slowly, and face the hunter.

A hunter, already connected with a new arrow, stepped back to Mariella's bottom-cold, murderous expression.

"The high star light that burns heaven. White-burning, shown in the name of the light sphere"

The moment Mariela uttered the chant, far away, ooh, the sound of the earth shaking.

Garroll knows what it shows. My face caught on, my sweat (blushing) erupted, and I unconsciously dropped my hips to prepare for shock.

Like a lightning bolt that rips through the air, yeah, yeah, and the wings of a giant thing shake the sky.

Soldiers come back with their backs to the hunters. Gallol had forgotten his position and was shouting at the hunter.

"Let go of the child! I can't protect you anymore!!

Before the hunter reacted, a stormy storm struck a strip from behind Gallor and the snobber army.

The wind that blows the branches, the leaves, the burning oil, and wraps the udders around like a tornado.

During the seconds they subsided, a shadow fell over the heads of everyone on the spot, and the giant descended, as did the hunters and the armies.

Several soldiers who are late on the run are crushed by the giant foot they land on.

Raw white, like a woman's barefoot. The black nails, which are as good as the cow's body, are cracked and the dark blood is all over them.

Gallol looked up to the monster who once again ravaged his country. Bone-floating, starving dead body. Bone joints have torn skin, white bones, and red, shiny snake-like stretches.

Breaking through both shoulder blades of the back and spreading is a group of red snakes. The monster flies through the sky with this.

The monster, the presence the Snobbers called God, raised a growl similar to the crying of a baby from his cracked (cracked) mouth to his ear.

From its mouth, countless red snakes also protrude from two orbits (cancer) without eyeballs.

From the fort of Separca came signs of war. You don't know exactly how Coffin's defeat went. They're now seeing why their neighbor lost.

When Mariela, who had summoned God, loosened her blood-soaked lips, she pointed to the hunter, who was visible from between God's feet, and said:

"Dear God, the sacrifice is there"

God let the earth loosen up again and sounded like it would undo the sanity of those who listen.

The head covered in permeable skin sways loosely in front of the hunter.

Makito, who grabbed the battle axe, spoke from the side to Gallor, who ate his teeth and stared at the sight.

"You're a stupid woman. Mariella is also the general's lover. Mariella will not forgive anyone who tries to hurt the man she likes. It would have been a better way to die if the soldiers had torn you apart."

"... that you're a lover...?

"I begged for my life. It's too late."

God bends his back in a slow motion and turns his dark orbit to the hunter.

A hunter accidentally took off the skull of a heraldica and turned it behind his back.

If you look, there's something twitching about the child hiding behind the hunter's back. And I had colored hair, and it was a boy. Wearing dirty hemp clothes, he is thrust as-is when he is brought with him the bones of a heraldica.

Oh, and Garroll understood. The hunter is willing to fight to the end.

The face on top of the long female body was edged (flushed) by light brown hair, still, young.

A number of wounded running faces are turned away from the child, staring at God.

To a strange giant leaning down his neck, the hunter roared and ran out.

Galore had never seen the flesh of a woman run so forcefully through the earth, to the great evil. Everyone should have understood the hunter's life, even without knowing his story as a man, that his tough (cancer today) flesh like a god of war was meant to fight his enemies.

God wields his arms. An arm that is huge but thin, ugly, and doesn't even seem like a lifestyle.

A thick arm of hunter's blood and life leads an arrow to the bow and squeezes it.

It was at the same time that God slapped his hand and the arrows were fired. Soil smoke rose as if it were a volcanic eruption where the hunter was, and the ground swayed.

Garroll followed the whereabouts of the arrows.

The arrow unleashed by the hunter during his death is indeed pierced between God's brows (Miken). But that doesn't make any dramatic difference.

A red serpent crawling out of the orbit of God went to some arrow-piercing place, just to get rid of the spilling black blood.

When the cry of the child reached his ear, at the same time something flew in front of Gallor, making a heavy noise and piercing him to the ground.

It was a hunter's bow, bounced off by God's blow. When he saw the scales of the glowing dragon covered with red blood at its tip, Gallol could no longer stand, kneeling and hands on the ground.

I hear snobber executives and generals bluffing. I can hear God's deaf, baby-like ringing.

Is there no salvation? Gallol closed his eyes and snapped in his chest.

On that day, the snobber army, which burned down the forest of Tioline, deliberately triumphed (annoyed) over the streets of the King's Capital, where no one in Coffin was, and stopped at the royal castle where Lucina was.

The war-axe brave Makito speaks up about the unnamed and miserable (nasty) death of an unnamed hunter as an improvised (damned) song, placing the skull of a heraldica taken from a child rescued (...) from the hunter and the scaled bow of a dragon at the end of the armor of an owl knight who had already been exposed.

The general mocked Lucina, who was shaking with his fists clenched at the window, and Snobba's army followed the royal castle.

Gallol left behind and a child similarly staring at the cobblestone and nagging.

The royal castle of Coffin was as if it were the tombstones of the executed heroes.