Hitsugi no Maou

No, she seemed to enjoy purely memorabilia.

I smile naturally and carry on the words with my cheeks.

"When I go around the gate with the gatekeeper's eyes open, the chief samurai stands in arms in front of the castle door, and if you find me, you make an invitation with a ghostly face.

I ran over holding Dust's hand and tried to make an apology and an excuse. But the dust suddenly pushed me over, and I told the chief samurai. "His Majesty the King has assigned him, and he is the son of Keurenez Javier. I came with my father to carry my country."

Lucina imagines the sight as she breaks hard bread with her fingers.

In front of the two ladies with their mouths open, the young dust must have had a natural face, with an uncomfortable (fuzzy) gaze at the main door asking them to just enter the castle.

"Then after that, it was a terrible mess anyway. Shortly after the festival of congratulations, a hidden child of the king's belly appeared. When the chief samurai told the king that it was up to him, the king immediately summoned Master Keurenez to inquire. Somehow Master Keurenez kept silent about his hometown and the fact that he had left his wife in his hometown, and on top of that he had surrounded the king's capital with another wife and son.

I watched the whole thing next to the dust, but I don't know later or later that Master Keurenez was so disturbed. "

"You must be angry, Father."

"Yeah, let's do that. Because the king used Master Keurenez heavily, he was severely blamed for doing what he believed in.

At the time, the queen was alive, but often the sweet queen had cold eyes as ice... and neither I nor the chief samurai felt alive to see what would happen. It was so much training ground (Shiraba).

Lucina wasn't born yet, so I don't know if you can imagine. "

The parents in Lucina's memory were always intelligent and intelligent (groaning) people, although some were strict.

My mother only remembers me smiling, and my father has never made me cold. He was also always a calm, quiet, word-pointing person to the minister.

I couldn't imagine those two blaming people for being angry or turning a cold (leitan) eye.

But Nagi rubbed his arm as he spoke, and he seemed to recall the frozen tension.

"Master Keurenez had the merit of saving the king from the avalanche, so there shouldn't have been anything like harsh punishment, but he was still bright blue as much blame.

The face, if you look closely, does resemble dust... and when Keurenez, who had been cursed by the king for an hour, was exhausted from dropping his forehead on the floor, the dust finally entered at his father's side and opened his mouth. "

"What did you say, dust?"

"'My father was born and raised in a poor village, and he couldn't bear it when his bond with the beautiful noble lady of the King's capital was lifted. However, we never forgot to send our wives money for a living, and they fed us without showing our faces. My mother and I still love my father, even though I feel sorry for him. Please forgive me with generosity' …"

I don't know how much dust it was at the time, but he seemed like a non-childish kid to make it.

At least to Lucina, I'm not sure I could say ten (or so) times there without biting my tongue about such a long dialogue.

"The king and queen, everyone on the spot, had their eyes round the mouth of the dust. I think I was more impressed than impressed by the nerve (Tangiku) to even squeeze my words in that pressing place, even though it was more rhetorical.

In the end, Master Keurenez was forgiven by his son, provided that he told the wife of the King's capital everything honestly, showed her face to her home wife, and discussed it properly. "

"Try Keurenes, it would have been the extreme of disgrace"

"Though you deserve it. Well, that must have been part of Dust's revenge on his father.... Dust showed the King and his side his wit (saka) and extraordinary courage directly in this matter.

When the King said what he wanted to hear as atonement for recommending his father to deal with his noble daughter… Dust flatly said, 'I want to hone my wisdom in your presence and help my country'. The king couldn't possibly dislike the dust. "

Nagi breathes and begins to clean up Lucina's dishes, which had already finished their meals.

Lucina said, staring at the hand, slightly narrowing her eyes and twinkling.

"And Dust, in the library of the royal castle, gained the right to learn the knowledge of the highest peak (Saikho) in Coffin. He also interacted with senior wise men and knights, absorbing knowledge into greed (and more often) … Eventually he began to work as the nation's best wise man, actually as a side of the king…"

"As he remembered all the king songs written on the stone slab of the church, he kept the library of the royal castle in his head with its vast crystals of knowledge.

Some scholars even avoided contact by saying that teaching dust would spook their position. Fact Dust remembered things with human detached efficiency and accuracy, and I never forgot the knowledge I remembered once.

... he remembered my birthday during the war and brought gifts. "

"Oh, you even remembered the weather the day I first got up, the guy. I used to mix and reproduce paint."

"Talent, you're a little pathological to clean up."

Once the nagi is about to lift the dish, stop it with your hands together.

I stared at Lucina, turned off my grin, and I said.

"Even as dust grew, was heavily used by kings, and became shoulder-to-shoulder with himself, Master Keurenez could hardly speak with dust. Master Keurenez... was afraid of dust, neglected... or felt a burden and couldn't face it... I don't know."

"You were a real son, yet you behaved as if you were treating others. I felt that too..."

"However, Dust certainly hated Master Keurenez."

The nagi closes his eyes and wrinkles between his brows. It was also seen from the side (solder) that the force slowly crept into the fingers placed on the dishes.

"Dust, with his abandoned self beside him… by being an equivalent, co-worker, was' cursing 'Master Keurenez to always remember his sins, his pain and disgrace. It wasn't for my life that I became near the king. Everything is causing his father's life..."

"... Yes, Dust said?

"No, but I know without telling you. Sometimes the eyes that look at Dust's father were... painted and cemented with hatred, without any circumstance. Not much malice, unlike the eyes that look at me or Master Lucina. I thought I was really scared of the dust that I could turn my eyes on my flesh and blood."

Lucina's hand grabs Nagi's finger from the top.

To the nagi looking me in the eye, "But you liked it, didn't you?," he asked without a facial expression.

Now Nagi won't stare at Lucina either. I dropped my eyes on a white cross and very slightly, nodded.

"Rotten edge, because...... as we grew up together at the Royal Castle, I also had lots of fun memories with him. It was my job to carry a meal to that guy in the library, and that guy came out when I got sick or in trouble, and he helped me.

I pulled him out for the Founding Festival, he took me around to investigate meadow plants...... a selfish thought, but by the time I was old, I used to think I wanted to change him, etc. I wanted to tell you that there's a better way to live your life than with revenge. "

But it was for nothing.

Nagi continued to do so, sighing for a long and long time. Lucina knows why. Yes, it was useless. Dust's life could not be transformed into a fate.

"Dear Lucina... First, I told you. I despise Dust with all my heart. The memories of him, the love he had, the memories of being tender with his hair at the mundane times are from the past. Even Master Lucina... can't you forgive him?

"... I don't know. How much weight does the sin that Dust committed weigh on the words he vomited... but at least Father was forgiven. Father... was forgiven for the sin of Dust when he stopped Keurenez wearing a blade that fell on Dust's neck. Then I don't feel like blaming the dust any more."

Lucina blinked slowly at the nagi staring at her face.

Lucina's lips, shaking, with some emotion caught in her throat.

"Nagi. Dust wonders where the demon king of our country is now. How does it feel to see the royal family you served and the country perish?"

"... If he still has a handful of human minds, he will surely rush to Master Lucina. Otherwise, he's already dead... not just by name, but by soul."

"Will Snowba see the legend of dust as' hope '? Would you see it as the power of a coffin that must be crushed, just like an owl knight who was exposed to an artifact in front of a statue of Morg or a hunter?... I want to see Dust. At least I want to say something."

Nagi looked down at Lukina's hair for a long time without saying anything.