Hitsugi no Maou

Sante was born in the far north of the earth, in the snobbing imperial capital that spreads at the foot of the volcano.

As the second daughter of Emperor Sideon, she had the temperament and face to inherit her father's blood more colorfully than her mother.

My sister was a beautiful, intelligent (groaning) but infirm, little bird-like daughter unrelated to harshness. The emperor was worried that the throne should be ceded to either his weak firstborn, who was good at knowledge, or his second daughter, who was better at fighting and strength.

Snobba's emperor's genealogy is gender insensitive, and there are a number of examples where the empress ruled the country.

The key is the skill and vessel as an aggressor that protects the country and further dominates the other countries.

In that regard, Sideon seemed to think that his second daughter, Sante, was more appropriate than his eldest daughter of a peaceful character at first.

But the perception turns out to have been a complete error when Sante was about the age.

Sante was a bearer of a character that was so stubborn as to make his beliefs all spiritual, that he would not bend his will, no matter who could blame him.

When such a daughter had the most feelings, her educator was swallowed up by relatives of the queen, and more importantly, by anti-war men.

While the military power Snobba does any unforgiving way of conquering other nations, domestic governance is relatively tolerant, allowing the existence of various ideas, preaching.

The permissible existence of a profession such as an adventurer whose people were free to bear arms, explore the world and raise their name was also the result of the fact that about three generations ago the emperor aspired to a 'country where they could fight from nobility to farmers' and accepted the desire from the private sector to establish an adventurers' union.

Nor do anti-war fighters who deny Snobba's way as an invading nation touch any law if they just exist and express their opinions.

But it is not acceptable that the emperor's daughter should be educated with her own ideas, and that she should turn away from her father.

Emperor Sideon immediately executed the educator and tried to re-educate Sante, but it was too late. Sante was completely unpatriotic to the history of the aggression his country had been overlapping and hated Snobba and his emperor.

He also denied his father Sideon's way of life and did not listen by saying that he should return Snobba's vast territory to its original inhabitants.

In front of the bewildered Sideon, Santé lined up the country's stains taught by the educators with a hard line and condemned them.

"I hope Saguji, the first emperor, turned Moira, the eastern kingdom, into scorched earth (ginger) and ashed everything. The three generations emperor Stomkeira unleashed a group of hungry wolves in the mountain towns, feeding them even women and children. Snobba's inscriptions of authentic history depict these barbarities as if they were heroes Tan (Eyutan). What do the descendants of the people of the defeated nations think when they see it?"

"Sante, they are descendants of the defeated people, but now they are the people of Snoba assimilated to Snoba. We need inscriptions to know how weak our ancestors were and, conversely, how powerful we are today as Snobbers."

"Can't your father hear their hatred? The way your father thinks is a winner's proprietary assumption. The hearts and minds of those who destroyed and absorbed the country should remain much more hostile to the raw (neat) Snobbers."

"Santé, hatred, hostility, swallowing everything and subduing it, is also the vessel of the Emperor."

Discussions between Sante and Emperor Sideon were parallel lines and never walked away.

Eventually Sideon gives up Sante's re-education and begins to put his hands on his eldest daughter, Theodora.

Sante was let go and went out from the royal castle to Himpan to the imperial capital. I didn't even like the soldiers' escorts, even wandered the streets and slums with my own sword.

I want to hear the true voice of the people who live in Snobba, especially the descendants of the defeated people. I want to find that answer to the victims of the war my ancestors have been repeating about how to connect.

Sante, who was still young, so earnestly wished, and gradually stepped into the depths of the Empire, exchanging words directly with those who descended.

It was Yuk who spoke up.

The boy, who later revolutionized and mastered (soaked) snobbers, was much shorter and dressed in a miserable way than Sante at the time.

The young, thin-bodied, dirty, bored child held a long sword lightly in his hand, yet many times his height, with unusual, powerful eyes.

"You're Sideon's daughter, aren't you? I heard you were looking for a way to wash away the sins of this country. Why don't you talk to me for one second?"

The minute I heard his voice, I thought he was a thin, creepy kid.

The high sound of a cat's voice or a gentle sound is somewhere disguised as purposeful. I got the impression that I was reciting a book without any respect.

On Sante, whose vigilance also raises an obvious eyebrow, Yuk erects the long sword in his hand, removes the crimson apple from his nostrils, and brings it closer to the sheath (sayings) of the long sword.

An apple broke in two without sound at the next moment and flew the fruit juice to Yuk's cheek.

Yuk chuckles as he throws one of his apples at Sante, who rounds his eyes.

"There is a way to change the country as if by magic, without politics or ruse. There's a way to soak up all the difficult procedures and do it simply and clearly, as if it were a mythical hero, Tan."

Who are you?

To Sante, who asked, Yuk answered this by showing his white teeth.

"In ancient times, there was a demon king who did all that was evil. The man used poisonous rain and the magic of living corpses to confuse the world of men. … a fragmentary legend, an uncertain legend that I don't know about any country… The ancient brave man who supposedly defeated this legendary demon king is apparently my ancestor"

To Sante, who gives a wrinkle between his eyebrows, Yuk laughs and says, "You think it's a yota story?" and lean his neck.

"The Demon King's name is Rayakels. The brave man's name is Hilnor. It is said that Hilnor crusaded the Demon King after a long expedition, then did not return to his country, and lived in the land of the expedition and buried his bones intact"

"If you want to have a fairy tale, follow me. I'm not a hippo either."

"The land where the brave Hilnor buried his bones. It is now part of the territory of Snoba"

Santé, who tried to return the quizzes, moved his eyebrows to the exact words.

From the section of apple in hand, the sweet juice dripped (dripped).

Keep the word going, as Yuk likewise lets the apple juice pass into his hands.

"In the course of Snobba's war of aggression, various legends from different countries were buried in rubble (grudge) and forgotten. But only in its buried legend was hope to defeat modern tyranny.

The legendary legacy of the brave man who defeated the mighty demon king… which still sleeps in this snobbing land. This long sword is one of them. "

"The legacy of the brave......?

"You also know that in an era called antiquity there were numerous powerful magic techniques that were not left in modern times. The brave men chosen to fight the magic of Rayakels the Demon King were the finest magicians of ancient times."

A cross section of the apple twitches and dries up.

Yuk went into Sante's sight and looked at him.

Even if you stretch your back, your face and face will never touch you. But to the light of Yuk's lang and shining eyes, Santé unconsciously turned away and was a step back.

It was an unusually intimidating gaze that I couldn't see directly.

"... To defeat Rayakels, who manipulates countless living corpses, the brave man allegedly made four special weapons with his own sorcery. This long sword is one of them, also known as The Sword of Meat Decline. It has a special blade that only stands in the presence of life, such as humans, animals, insects and plants.

When swinging with a person's hand, it can slip through like smoke without destroying the sheath (or rustle) that is wrapping the blade, the enemy's shield, armor, or other obstacles, and only tear apart the enemy's body. A special sword that unilaterally ignores the opponent's defenses. "

"It's ridiculous! There's got to be something like that..."

Yuk stuck a cross section of the apple to Sante that had already begun to brown and discolor.

Yuk joyously stuffs at Sante, who distorts his face.

"Yes, ancient magic was ridiculously powerful. Yet it was the work of God (Mitsu), a skill equal to a miracle. The brave Hilnor must have cast a spell like this against just a long sword." What is it, a blade that mows life? Slash only the flesh of creatures, and let nothing else be unharmed. "

"It's like a fantasy tale of a child... with such magic, I can do anything. It's the same thing that's perverting the reason of the world..."

"That's what magic is all about. It's a technology that defies the laws of the world. Most importantly, Hilnor, the brave man who was the finest sorcerer of the ancients, must have caused such an awesome mutation phenomenon.

- My father, who died last month, hid this flesh-flapping sword as a family heirloom. It seems that this sword has been handed down to the descendants of the defeated people, the clan, as a spiritual backbone to live proudly in the pushed slums… I intend to use this sword to change times "

Yuk matched the cross section of his apple perfectly with the cross section of the apple held by Sante.

The sweet fruit juice falling to the ground is starting to fill with ants.

"The three remaining legacies of the brave Hilnor all seem to be within Snobba. Would you please come with me and look for them? If you are a princess, you should be able to go to places that are not accessible to ordinary people."

"Why would I do that..."

"Don't you want to put this wrong country back where it should be?

Yuk leans over to Sante, who growls his throat all the time.

"Transform a world made up of winner violence and create a truly equal and gentle world where the weak can live happily ever after. I heard that was your will (corn) and your dream. I agree with that, too. That's why I showed up before you."

"Is the legacy of the brave a weapon? You get it...... how are you going to change your country? Father... I do not intend to assassinate the Emperor Sideon..."

"Doing that won't solve anything. Empress Sante, the legacy of the brave is the most powerful weapon of ancient civilization, while at the same time it is a symbol of an overwhelming power, not found in modern times. Do you have any idea how much restraint it would be to show off weapons of another dimension that common sense doesn't understand to countries fighting with iron swords, spears and stone throwers?

"Convulsion......"

"It is said that the flesh-breaking sword is actually the weakest weapon in the legacy of the brave. The brave Hilnor used this with all the other weapons, destroying and winning only one army of demon kings' corpses. This means that legacy empowers just one human being enough to destroy an army of demons.

For a modern nation that fights tens of millions of soldiers, there will be no weapon more threatening. "

Euk's exhale hits Sante's face. The sweet juice of apples was wet with their hands clamped, calling for one fly from somewhere.

A fly, on Sante's finger, clumps.

"We who aspire will have the legacy of the brave and gain more power than an army of a nation. On top of that, we demand that the world renounce the use of force. You can exercise the power of a brave man against the army of a country that ignores its demands and continues to wage unreasonable wars."

"... you mean to force me to stop the war?

"Yes, the power to stop the war, the military power for peace. That, in my opinion, is the use of the legacy of the brave.... Empress Sante... no..."

Yuk flicked himself and waved to drag the flesh-fucking sword that remained stuck in his sheath. When I think the great sword slipped into the thick oak tree that stood on the side of the road, cancer! Only the long sheath begins to fly with the sound of

A bursting white blade jumped from the other side of the tree trunk and stabbed him in the soil.

A moment late, the cut tree slips across the section as it shifts.

Yuk laughs as he curls at Sante, flashed by a giant tree that makes a sound of vacillation and falls.

"Comrade Sante. Save the world with me. [M] The power of an overwhelming hero to free people from the horrors of war."

The amputated apples rolled to the ground, swamped with sand and dirt.