Hitsugi no Maou

Dust walks through the city of Snoba.

Overdecorated armor, clothes, weapons...... of people like self-asserting chunks no longer had to wear cloth cuts either.

Walk past the swordsmen who test their arms with their exfoliating swords and the hookers rounding out their breasts and butts, walking past the drunks who are adding to their use in the shadows... mixed with the flow of people, looking for an affordable place.

Secondly, I heard a loud cheer shaking the air. If you turn your eyes to the west of the capital, you can see a huge circular building.

I like that one. That height is ideal.

The small crushed dust rides the stream of people and heads west.

As he walked, he now began to colour with his eyes the flag of Snoba flying there in the town.

The flag with the gray wolf face painted on a bright red cloth seems not to have a uniform method of manufacture and is of the same size and colour.

Anyway, it would seem nice to have a wolf face facing the front on a red background, and the ratio of background to picture area varies.

Dust searched for a flag that was convenient for him to use, and eventually targeted the old flag, undetermined whether it was decorated or discarded, behind the liquor store.

When you get out of the flow of people slowly, you cut a string (string) connecting the flag with the flag stand with a black knife that you hid there. He joined the flow of people again through the alley as it was, checking the state of the flag he had cut.

It doesn't have worms or obscure dirt on it. The fabric has no tears, and pulling it by hand is not frightening.

However, the colour of the dye is darkly discolored to such an extent that it makes you feel the years after manufacture, and on a background of colour like red and black arterial blood, a gray beast, almost close to white, floats like a ghost.

I like this. This shade is ideal.

A small crushed dust hoisted the flag with his hand and immersed it in the crowd.

"Yuk, get away from me!

Makito shook up the battle axe and launched an attack on the unmasked soldier.

A blade swung by the wind cut from behind slashes the top off the soldier's nose.

Black blood full of loose ends. Half the soldier's flying head hit Mariella's chest and fell into a bouquet of flowers.

The soldier is still standing when Mariela, who pulls her face, does her gaze. The neck, which had lost its top from its nose, laughed as it spit out the lobster and blood and the red snake.

"This soldier is my messenger. Greetings again, gentlemen of the snobber army. '

Nice to meet you. Suddenly a thick snake burst out of a section of the soldier with such a cloudy voice.

A snake almost the same thickness as the snake that emerged from the wounds of the brave Makito, once seen by Lucina and the others. Its bloodless, sparkling head draws a twisted line from which a fine toothed lined mouth opens.

Covering Lucina, Gallol stood in front of her and said, "What do you mean...!?" He raised his voice.

"I heard that the red snake is a single scale of God's power... a blessing! Were you living not only in the brave Makito, but also in the body of each and every soldier!?

"This is who Snobba's mythology is. Deceptive and full of deception. Now, get out of the hands of the Snobbers easily '

Words come out of the mouth of a soldier and from the mouth of a snake at the same time.

Lucina rested on her shoulders in the language of being released from non-human creatures.

Conversely, the soldier pointed again at General Yuk, who looked a lot more calm.

"What you call mythology is just the finest place of sorcery in the world. The Red Snake in the Soldiers... whose identity is parasitic to a certain shrimp, a parasite '

"... it's shrimp...?

'Tiny, inferior creature. However, we do not choose a host for this reason, and we easily transfer from shrimp to other organisms. To humans, of course.

Yuk saw Lucina and the others. I obviously care that the Coffins are listening to the soldiers. He seemed worried about whether the soldiers' bodies should be destroyed and their voices stopped.

But if you do that, you won't be able to follow the identity of those who are speaking via soldiers.

Yuk messed with his hair with the blade of the regression sword and stared at the soldier.

He decided not to kill me right now.

The little snake that spits out every time a soldier talks stops moving one after the other as he turns on the ground and evaporates at will.

"The parasite enters the host's brain and nerves, depriving the body of its initiative. He manipulates the host as he pleases, and eventually even invades the spirit. The host loses even the sense of being manipulated and eventually continues to be manipulated without even realizing its death, even if the flesh dies from malnutrition or life expectancy.

... manipulating and enslaving this worst parasite by magic is the root of the myth of Snoba and the secret of the strength of the Snoba army '

Lucina covered her mouth with her hands.

I didn't know such a terrible parasite existed in Coffin.

But to talk about manipulating parasites with witchcraft, I remembered the words of an old witchcraft administrator I heard the other day.

- If God, assuming he only has the intelligence of an insect (...) and is infinitely close to an object, he may also have the technique of manipulation -

Parasites... Hosts... Live, Corpses...

In front of the blue Lucina, a soldier covered in blood, a serpent dwelling in his body, laughed low.

'Soldiers who never spoke a word and only showed mechanical behavior as if they had no will... they became such legions because they were implanted with parasites and forced to obey orders.

It was the parasite manipulators, or the magicians of the Snowba army, who were moving them. It was the will of the soldiers. "

"You mean...! When the hunters shot the generals, all the soldiers looked back at the generals at once... because the God Caller who was manipulating the soldiers cared about the generals!

Galore sees Mariella dyed her chest with rotten blood.

Mariela was distracted and staring at the soldiers who had straightened away from her control.

A soldier's mouth spits out more words.

"But whatever the hell it is, it's impossible to give detailed orders to all the soldiers in excess of a thousand. So I let him take on a rough role divided by unit.

A force to guard the castle, a force to drive away those approaching the border, or a certain person… a force to follow and defend itself against the executives of the Snoba army. When fighting or moving as an army, the Divine Summoner sends new magical commands to his troops and writes them back. "

shah, and the soldier shrugged his shoulder with his armor ringing.

"In other words, in order for the soldiers to do fine work or deal with unexpected enemies and disasters, there must be a Divine Summoner himself on the spot. The words of witchcraft must be somewhat specific.

Otherwise, the sorcerer will draw the magical effects he seeks firmly in his head. "

A soldier hoists the corner of his mouth with all the tears.

"The ancients probably knew how to eat shrimp, the original host of parasites. He knew as knowledge what happens when the expelled parasites dwell in other organisms. So Hilnor, the brave man, used his habit to make God… the immortal giant.

It must have been the idea of you snobbers to use that technique to lead to soldier control. "

"Made God... with parasites...?

Crushing Lucina's ears slip into the mixed voices of a soldier's lobster and bloody sounds.

"Coffin used to be flooded with huge things. A beast existed that looked down on man, and even more upon that beast, a giant existed.... testimony of Rayakels the Demon King '

An instantly surprising color ran on the faces of the snobbers, except Sante.

They did not know that Rayakels, the Demon King, was a man of Coffin.

Now that the name has been given, you understand why soldiers speak naturally of the valiant Hilnor and the ancient Coffin.

"The ancient Coffins extinct giant things nine-ninths of a century with poisonous rain. It's nine-ninths of a centimeter... the rest of the centimeter, Hilnor found. He made the dying giant a servant by letting the parasite dwell. That is the immortal giant. He turned humanity's natural enemies into living corpses, manipulated them, and killed the Demon King. '

"... sorcery, the art of unjustly manipulating the presence of... even more sorcery manipulated the parasites that possessed the giants that existed in ancient times..."

Was it already a lost "yes"?

At the end of Garroll's gaze, the soldier accidentally knelt to the ground. There is less blood and less red snakes.

A mouth directed at the ground exhales its words.

"The main body of God says that the original subject to which the Divine Caller is enslaving was a parasite, a red snake, that dwells in the giant's body. I don't know what their lifespan is. But the parasite, which was manipulated by the most powerful magicians of ancient times and continued to manipulate the flesh of the mighty giant, may have undergone a distracting evolution in the distracted years.

Its body and parasitic abilities enlarged and continued to increase in the body of its host… and became so vicious that it dropped the patron saint Morg '

"Weather-manipulating dragons may also be mutated, ancient giant creatures."

Until then Yuk, who had listened in silence, accidentally opened his mouth and pointed the blade tip of the regression sword at the soldier. "So?" her mouth swells uncomfortably.

"Who are you to uncover the secrets of our army, expose facts we don't even know, and say things to me via the mouth of a snobber soldier? What horsebone? Yeah?"

'He's a retarded man. It will be decided who uses magic, such as those who can further manipulate soldiers manipulated by magic'

The soldier and the red snake laughed low, as opposed to Yuk, who pounded his tongue strongly.

"The soldier at the end of the line, who is not clearly conscious of the Divine Summoner, obeying him half-automatically, gives precedence to the sorcery of another newly-called sorcerer.

In other words, I updated the contents of the magic. Robbed control. Moreover, thanks to the soldier's reaction to the spell directed against the parasite, it also proved that my hypothesis was correct earlier. If you haven't identified the subject of the call to some extent, magic won't succeed. '

"What the hell...!

"Did the parasitized soldiers say the regular soldiers of the old Snobba Empire, and the defeated people who defied your revolutionary government? He has strengthened his legions by absorbing human beings from the country he defeated. … but to thousands of soldiers, there is no loyalty '

It's just a puppet.

Yuk changed his complexion slightly to the dark laughter of the soldier. That gaze is directed at another soldier who came with Makito.

"You finally understand, kid. I would never have met an enemy who uses magic before. Your proud army of Divine Summoners can be stolen by me at any time.

But don't worry, I'm responsible for my magic. I won't let a group of soldiers wander around without giving me any specific orders... a few... many of them will just enslave about ten soldiers and lurk around you '

……

"Be frightened of the soldier in your own face. The malice that I have put on others before is good for the fear that returns to me. That is the price of those who used demons (...) for their ambitions'

"Who are you!! Show yourself!!

The body of a soldier who had lost too much blood and snakes, as Yuk shouted at the soldier, burst into the ground.

In front of the ghostly shaped Yuk, the soldier's finger points to the dirt at the end, pointing in the western direction.

"Sorcery is the secret of evil… contradict reason (proverb), life (profane)..."

Red snake that eliminates the red glow and begins to evaporate. Yuk, Mariela, Makito, runs out to the soldier.

Standing on the edge of a space trapped in columns and columns, there was something different in the landscape of the capital of Snoba.

Huge castle and the only building about the same height. Many adventurers twitch and cheer like a grunt, a circular arena.

On its roof stood a figure with a black jacket behind a knocked down flag stand.

A red and black cloth painted with a gray and white wolf's face, a snobby flag wrapped around his face, man.

The man slipped his dark gaze from the two holes that had been emptied in the eye area of the wolf to the snobber generals.

"I'm Coffin's Demon King."

The Demon King slowly points to the General.

"I'm here to end your time"