Hitsugi no Maou

Going down the hill and appearing in the capital of Snoba, Lucina was separated from the gallows of the offering and taken to the circular arena at the western end of the capital (because of it).

When Snoba built the capital on the land, it was the Royal Castle and settler dwellings, and the arena, that were the first to be built.

Lucina had a much more unspeakable and unpleasant feeling about the arena prepared before the facilities needed for her life, but was reminded that the moment she stepped through the gate and stepped into the audience, the hunch was becoming a reality.

In spite of the rainy weather, overdecorated (and soggy) colonists in overdressed armor and flashy clothes are hissing in the audience, regardless of age and gender.

They only defend the audience, sticking their fists (cobbles) and liquored cups (scuffs) up to the ceiling that stretches far overhead, raising their beastly voices.

Only in the middle of the arena, in the sand covered by an iron enclosure, did the rain pour down, where it was all the Coffins who were killing each other.

Lucina waved off the hand of the brave man Makito, who was grabbing his arm, and let the general, who was walking forward, curse (if he did).

"You liar! How dare you do this to my people...!

"Watch your language. Time and place and clothes should be turned around. Lady."

When Lucina left the royal castle, Mariela, the Divine Summoner, and the female executive of the Longsword were forced to peel her armor off (ha), forcing her to change into a lemon-colored dress and shoes for the lady.

Cramped (cuckoo) clothes that tighten the waist and shoes full of hard-to-walk decorations.

The golden hair was grouped together in a jeweled hair clasp with a bad taste.

Makito grabs and drags Lucina's arm, teething completely to what is being toyed with by the generals, again ramblingly.

The general and the three executives walked a dedicated path running around the outer perimeter of the arena, heading towards the VIP seat (kihikihiki) at its highest position. A balcony-like spot protruding from the wall with a luxurious silver chair and a table with flowers and fruits.

Throw Lucina into one of the chairs and the executives take their seats surrounding them. The general sat next to Lucina, as if she were her husband.

Mariela, the Divine Summoner, comes to Lucina with her gaze full of shootings.

No kidding, he shrugged his face, and Lucina glanced at the general.

"Aren't you ashamed? Even if a general of one country makes his promises to the country so counterproductive... he doesn't have the notion of pride in snobbery!

"Don't have trouble getting me wrong. The fighters fighting there, half of them volunteers, the other half were captured in your prison, criminals."

On Lucina's hand on the chair's twist, or so the general stacked his hand from above.

I tried to pay him off, but the other hand with his finger between his fingers wouldn't let go by grabbing Lucina's hand all the time.

It's a white, weak hand for a man's sake. Yet an unreasonably strong force was holding Lucina back.

"We wanted to save the plight (cucumber) of the people of Coffin, who are not even covered by bread tomorrow. That's why I offered them the position of gladiator. This is salvation, Princess Lucina."

"How soggy... Yikes! Let go!!"

"The same applies to criminals. Coffin, the corpse (I want), also has a hard time feeding them in jail. So I'm giving them jobs too, and if they win, they're giving me bread to do it.

And these steps have been taken under an agreement with your senate. "

It was a shock like getting hit in the head.

To the outgoing Lucina, the brave Makito sounds his nose from the side and flies his voice.

"It's stupid extreme that there are two national chains of command. The old men were sneaking up on you and sending letters to the general. You don't have the courage to meet me in person."

"Therefore, this situation is based on confirmation of the will of the Coffin side. No accusations."

Anger and remorse engulfed my unconscious tears.

Even though I desperately faced these savage (yaban) occupiers every day and kept expressing my country's will to protect Coffin, the Senate, still pulling into the back of the Wang capital, was trampling its efforts beneath the water.

Same as when my late father was king. The Senate must have already been preparing to surrender when he was facing enormous alienation to defend the country.

Lucina mixed her hatred with tears and cursed the old men who offered the country to their enemies at the same time as the king's death.

The tear was soaked with her fingers by the woman with the long sword sitting behind her. "You rude bastard!!" The woman stares at Lucina, who turns her gaze and anger, without saying anything.

As the general spoke up and laughed, a man came up to the VIP table. Like the general, the man in the blue and white glowing clothes wears a plethora of moustaches and a disappointing figure.

And when the man stood at the mercy of the general, he called out the name of the general, Euch.

"Well done. You've come. Even today, the arena is full of excitement and bloody adventurers."

"That is above all, Guildmaster Leosandra"

... Lucina slowly turned her wet cheeks towards the two of us.

Now, didn't the General use his salutation?

It was the first time in front of Lucina that a boy who behaved as if he were a king to anyone, an arrogant shore, showed respect to others.

Who is this man? After Lucina's gaze, the middle-aged man, known as Leo Sandra, grinned.

I don't know if those hairy hands will ever reach the chest of a burly, open dress!

"Stop!" the general slapped down Leo Sandra's hand besides Lukina shouting. I say to Leo Sandra, who smiles bitterly and hands, as the general laughs back at me in a fundamentally strange way.

"You're the same, Leo Sandra. If I see her as a woman, I want to touch her, whether she's a kid or a baba. But this woman can't. Because it's Coffin's last royalty."

"I mean, is that yours? Too bad, I love little girls like these challenging female lions... do you want to be a concubine?"

"No way. I'm going to let you down and make you a livestock. If it's after you expose yourself in front of the Coffins, I'll lend you a night or so."

It was the limit of patience. Turn away from the two men who have a soothing conversation and exhale toward the floor.

I peeled the General's finger, which was catching my hand, with the opposite hand.

Leo Sandra speaks with interest to Lucina, who holds herself and eats away her teeth.

"To observe, is it Princess Lucina, the oblivion of King Rugassa of Coffin? No, it's beautiful."

"Don't touch... who are you...!

"I'm late for this. I'm Leo Sandra. Make it the operator of this arena, the general director of the Snowba Adventurers' Union (guild). And one of the three ministers of the Snowba Revolutionary Government."

The moment the word revolution came out, something sounded a fierce siren (buzzing) behind Lucina's brain.

revolution. That those in the ruling class defeat the ruling class and transform the structure of the country from the ground up.

Finally the overthrow of the kings by the kinds of the people. A robbery of power.

If something called a revolutionary government exists in Snoba, it means that Snoba is in a state where the ruler who was originally ruling the country is defeated and whoever commits the conspiracy (muffled) holds real power.

Lucina looked around at those around her, holding herself.

They, under their gaze, speak low with trembling lips.

"Revolutionary government... when did that happen...?

"About two years ago, I guess. This Yuk gave the order to the warriors of our Adventurers' Union to rise up the people and defeat the Emperor of the day. After that, Yuk took the seat of general, mastered the army, and even made the power of the Adventurers' Union, including me, at the top of the country.

For the people, Euk, who freed the country from the reign of the foolish emperor, is the hero and the leader, so it's essentially like General Euk being Snobba's representative. "

Speak proudly as Leo Sandra looks at Lucina's legs stretched out of her dress. "The general was an armed adventurer," Lucina glanced at the general the moment his mouth continued, clawing at his own arm and shouting.

"You......! You're just a jerk at last! You were an amateur (hon.) in politics, diplomacy!!

"Something extra."

To the general who stares lightly at Leo Sandra and still laughs, Lucina yells even more as she feels her whole body get a little hot.

"How dare you drop my country in that capacity! I don't even know the letter of the state (...). You messed up people's country like this at the time of the Qing Dynasty!!

"If you turn any further, I'll throw you naked on stage."

The brave Makito reached out from the side and grabbed up the chest of Lucina's dress.

Shortly afterwards, his cheeks start making dry noises.

The sound was immediately cancelled inside the arena by the bloody killing, but the expression of Snoba's representatives instantly frightened and murdered.

Makito, devoured by tentacles, trembles in anger and pulls off Lucina's dress.

The fabric ripped from chest to belly, revealing her skin, but Lucina was no longer willing to hide her body. I just yell at the fierce anger at the people in front of me, poking at Makito.

"Don't touch me at the minute of a filthy rebel! An adventurer!? There is no cultivation of fields, no building of paths, no rubbing of clothes, tools or houses, no development of academic and technical arts, no provision of healing (no) or relaxation (cousins) to people!

There are players who do not stand on their backs or serve in the military (hey no), carry their daunting (oh no) weapons, and repeat their 'adventures' to gain unsolicited curiosity and satisfaction!!

Have you ever spoken more than reciprocally to me, the princess of one country!!

"This...... ugh! Shut up!!"

Makito had beaten Lucina's forehead with his fist (oops) before the General with a thin smile stopped him.

Sparks scatter in front of you and your consciousness is distant for a moment. While grabbing at the chair railing, Lucina still tried to open her mouth.

But a sound shall be made upon his neck, and his sword shall be redeemed. The brunette standing behind her took Lucina's bumpy forehead, and a cold gaze pierced her.

"... General. I'll show you how to speak."

"Later (...). Still in the middle of a spectacle."

At the end of the General's gaze at the fruit, four men in iron helmets chop each other (but) in the rain.

The general turned to the sound of a small mockery as he watched others fight to the death, fumbling at Lucina, who was captured by the blade.

"After all, you're a royal woman. Now the dialogue… should I say that I revealed the horse leg"

"What?"

"Dirty rebel. The one who vomits such a dialogue against a successful human being of the revolution is determined by the power of kingdom (oath) supremacy and the market. I suppose you only see the people like cowhorses."

I grabbed Lucina's hair, blue in so much anger, with a different hand than the hand the woman with the long sword holds the blade. On stage, the neck of the first loser flies.

"We call the revolution a conspiracy rebellion, we call the hero a rebel. Why was there a revolution? I do not consider it to be any fault of inferior and incompetent rulers and politics, I just understand it as a popular outburst. Only with your ugly sexual roots will we be furious that we are revolutionaries, that the revolutionaries have defeated our country.

I regret being held down by a bull horse rising above the civilian population. You discriminator. "

"No! You..."

My hair was pulled rampantly and Lucina's throat glanced. A woman with a long sword lips in her ear and whispers, "Shut up and listen".

Fully quiet, Leo Sandra looks at the rift of the dress with interest, and the Divine Summoner and Makito stare at it with eyes that are still about to strike.

On stage, the arm of the second loser flew and fell down (fu).

"The same goes for trumpeting adventurers with players. Why do people rise to adventure and face danger? People are not inherently owned by people. Neither the king nor the emperor has control over you, and you have the right to be free, to be who you want to be.

Adventurers are the symbol. Go out on peripheral, exotic and unknown adventures on your own, face difficulties with your fellow citizens, and eventually achieve a great victory. Defeat mighty enemies, hold treasures and honors, and turn them into heroes.

Any low-status person, any poor person, gets a chance to be a hero. That's the job of an adventurer. "

"What you're doing is just invading..."

"Come on!

A woman with a long sword pulled down every chair Lucina trying to pinch her mouth to the general's speech. The mouth is blocked and the blade is slightly placed on the arm.

Ahead of the general staring, one of the two remaining gladiators was struck in the head with a hand axe for each helmet.

A loud cheer like a grunt. Looking back at Lucina as the general clasped his hands for the winner.

"That is. We call ourselves the best group of snobbers who have defeated the powerful in their country and done the great adventure of doing justice. With numerous legendary artifacts in his hands, he obtained Mariella, capable of divine calling, and defeated the Emperor.

An adventurer in snobbery is the title of a holy warrior who changed his country. It created a country for the people, a world for the people. Sooner or later, the name Empire is going to change into a democratic country. And the adventurer will run the country fairly and provide the people with further dreams and adventures "

From the audience, red flowers imported from snobbers descend onto the stage like snowstorms (fumbles).

The surviving gladiator was a man wearing a large iron helmet, shaped like a spear tip.

The large helmet covering the entire head is hilariously large, with chains passing through empty holes on both sides of it passing under the axillary (wax) and secured to the body. The rubbed chain broke the gladiator's skin, and the blood was tight.

He wore only crude trousers and boots besides his big helmet, exposing his scratchy, beastly, muscular upper body intact.

When the general squeaks his fingers properly, Leo Sandra, who has been looking at Lucina's skin, turns to the tip of the balcony as a fixture.

"Winner, Magdael the Bean Thief!

As cheer and laughter wrapped around the arena, the general turned his body to Lucina, creating a grisly, cruel smile.

"Princess Lucina, your country is a hub for snobber adventurers. From here, we cross the field, cross the sea, and set out on various adventures. The adventurers in this arena discover the secrets, the magic, that this General Yuk has just yielded to the nations around him, and become the heroes of the next generation. It's the dawn of a time of great adventure, fair and equal for all."

This, stupid, shallow, shitty kid.

Lucina shivered with her movements sealed in to a story that was too cliché (chimp) and selfish to be worth (warm) talking about.

For a guy like this. To these jokes. Why am I dressed, torn, and subdued?

Too yawdy to breathe. Wrinkles on the nose over the blocked mouth loosen the hand holding Lucina to an extent of sorrow.

In the hands of the enemy, it was time to breathe heavily.

The arena suddenly quiets back and the sound of something cutting the sky reaches your ears.

Leo Sandra screamed. Danger! As soon as everyone in the VIP seat made their gaze towards the sound of cutting the sky, the axe blade tore between the turned general's eyebrows.

Spraying blood, a hand axe piercing the wall. The Divine Summoner screamed, and Makito received and supported the General's body.

A general with his hand between his burly and torn brows looked at the stage, bloody all over his face.

Magdael the bean thief. The last surviving gladiator stares at the VIP seat from a horizontal peephole in his big helmet in a position with his hand axe released.

Mariela, the deity caller who was screaming, pointed to Magdael as she rushed over to the general. "Kill him! He's a traitor! Soldiers!!" The moment her voice sounds, countless snobber soldiers creep in through the entrance to the arena.

Magdael picked up the weapons of the fallen gladiators, with Gladius in his right hand and a short spear in his left hand, waiting for his enemies on stage.

Meanwhile, he pointed at the VIP table with a short spear, pointing his blood-running eyes at Lucina.

Showing the princess of his own country, he flies an awesome voice, cleaving through a place that began to fill with screams and fury at first sight.

"Fight!

Lucina trembled in the hands of her enemies. Fight! Fight! Fight!! Repeat, soldiers break through the iron enclosure into the stage with Magdael.

Gladys stumbles down the throat of the sword-wielding soldier, and a short spear sweeps away the other as he sticks in from his womb. Magdael, who slashed down two, three, four and four soldiers, soon buried them among the soldiers who would arrive with fury (mostly) momentum.

The moment a tremendous amount of blood burst into the air, the last time Magdael yelled to fight again, he threw his short spear into the VIP table again.

Makito knocks down a spear that passes over Leo Sandra's head when he gives in.

The general trampled the curved short spear and spit on the floor without expression.

"... tear it apart, Mariela. But don't break that strange helmet. This is the man who scratched Yuk's face... but I don't think I need to be the one to expose him."

A nod Mariella glances loosely at Lucina.

Lucina couldn't even speak anymore.

That day, in the rain, a gladiator's helmet and a broken weapon lined the tomb markers of the heroes.

Lucina was freed to be kicked out of the arena and jumped into Gallol's arms waiting outside, still in a torn dress.

Lucina looked up at the gaze of the snobbers on the road as Galore's face swelled and trembled like a ghost from within nothing to talk about.

At night, after having a hot tub (yua), I saw Lucina entering the single floor (and). As Warrior Commander, Galore summoned the Coffin Warriors.

Thirty elite men who survived the war. Gallor made them carry a wide range of swords, the original equipment of the Warriors, which had been thrown into the castle warehouse since Snobba had banned them from carrying their phones.

Neither the convocation of warriors nor the lifting of the ban on swords is with Lucina's permission.

For the first time in his life, he moved his soldiers without the orders of his lord, and it was on the floor of the House of Lords, not in the capital of Snoba, but in the capital of his own kingdom.