Hitsugi no Maou

"The dust was alive. Um, you idiot... I didn't know you'd abandoned your witchcraft while you were being guillotined."

Leaving the capital of Snoba and climbing the hill that leads to the king capital of Coffin, Lucina couldn't help but sneer.

Gallol hears with a hard look that the voice of his master, who was exhausted like a sick man when he arrived, falls off.

Covering his face with both hands, he said slowly to Lucina, who repeatedly said it was good, good, to choose the words.

"Dear Lucina, where the hell has Dust been?"

"I don't know, but he was probably lurking somewhere in the meadows. He can live anywhere. Anyway, you're the wisest man in the country."

"... Dear Lucina. Will the dust save Coffin"

"I slapped the general on the challenging letter. He will also be willing to fight. It's a big one, because you're the only one who wants to shoot an enemy general in the neck..."

"Maybe not if you're happy."

Lucina takes her hand off her face and looks at Gallol. "The general's questions are best," Galore said, looking straight back at his master's bright blue eyes.

"Dust has made me look like I've been. When he first showed up before us and snobbers today... don't you think he knows too much"

……

"We also knew that Snoba had dropped the patron saint Morg, beginning with the association of the brave Hillnor, God, and the Snobber army. As the brave Makito put it, he may have lurked the robbed soldier instead of a spy to gather information... but still he doesn't fall for it"

"What are you trying to say?

"Isn't someone on Coffin's side going through with the dust?

Lucina stopped her leg.

To her, who opens her eyes round the same color as the sky, Gallol, on the contrary, shrugs her eyes.

"It is also a person close to me or Master Lucina… a person who is in a position to attend a royal castle meeting or to eavesdrop on conversations. What's more, if you think the person who was listening to Sante's confession the other day put that information in the dust, it all goes through."

"What are you talking about? Dust hasn't seen anyone since he banished Coffin years ago. Keeping in touch…"

"I think I'm a nagi."

Between Lucina's eyebrows, a wrinkle appeared.

Gallol kneels on one knee on the ground and says with his head hanging over Lucina.

"I hear she was in love with Dust. Even if there is an extraordinary feeling."

"I'm not in love. The Nagis were only friends."

"The day Dust's execution was decided, and the day his exile was decided, Nagi complained in tears to King Lugassa about Dust's pardon."

"Gallol."

"I am aware that it is a lower species (lowering) prospect. But I was wondering if it was also true that we needed to be clear. On the mouth of today's dust...... it doesn't seem to me that you are being informed by the inside of the coffin in retrospect. Sinner, if anyone tries to give him information wearing the Demon King's stigma, I wonder if Nagi is the most likely one."

Lucina walks ahead, ordering her to 'stand' by hand. Stand up and tell Gallol who comes after you, Lucina says as she shakes her head.

"It's not just about the nagi. In fact, didn't I or you want the wisdom of Dust, too? Many felt the need for a man named Dust to interact with snobbers"

"After being occupied by snobbers, searching for the whereabouts of dust is not something you will find inside. It is better to assume that those who originally favoured him stayed in touch even after his expulsion"

"I will not punish Nagi!!

Lucina stares sharply at Gallor.

Looking at its slightly reddish cheeks, Gallor lays her eyes down "if you will".

"Assuming Nagi was divulging Coffin's confidentiality to Dust, I know she should have been found guilty. But Master Lucina has also forgiven me for my arbitrary devotion. Then I think Nagi's sins will be forgiven, and I think that's good. You are such a master."

……

"But apart from not punishing you, you have a duty to check the facts. Permission to investigate the facts, either to cope with future dust moves or to cooperate with him. I apologize for putting my forehead on the ground to the nagi if I was mistaken."

"... yeah, okay. Okay, so stop looking at me like I'm putting up with something of that!

As Gallor raised her gaze, Lucina took a deep breath as she stepped on the grass.

I know. Gallol is right. I have sweet thoughts and am not used to doubting people. The senate betrayed me, and my sexual roots are blue.

I tend to turn away from the facts to believe in my people. That's a hell of a mistake.

Lucina asked Gallo behind her as she walked, one last small question.

"Honestly...... how likely do you think Nagi really is to be through with Dust?

"Just because I find her the most suspicious doesn't mean I'm sure. However, even if she was passing the information to Dust...... I think it's probably a good idea. Oddly enough, I wish Dust would help you in your negotiations with Snowba."

"I guess, Nagi is a good woman"

"I think it's shallow and extreme."

Lucina glanced forward, small-mouthed, at Gallol with a slightly cooler color in her eyes.

The sun, which floats in the bright blue sky, also sinks in the evening beyond the horizon, leaving the land of Coffin.

Eventually a black night sky emerges, and when the jewel-like stars floating above the sky begin to shine, the Snoba capital shows a different bustle than during the day.

Arena cheers and street outings lurk, and instead poet songs, musicians' performances, and lighting games with coloured glass rise the town out of the darkness.

General Yuk took a deep breath as he sat down and looked down at the condition on the top floor of the royal castle, in a chair placed in the middle of the garden.

There are countless fires burning in the garden, and he makes the sound of the trees and the ears.

Mariella comes from behind to him with her hands on the sword of regression toward the earth. When you shake a necklace chopped with colorful gems and silently tease your arms around Yuk's neck, you hug your lover from your back.

Yuk lifted his right hand out of his sword and inserted his finger into Mariella's high, raised hair.

Mariella, who makes a sweet voice, but soon afterwards Yuk's sharp eyes are raised.

"I'm in a bad mood today. If it does (...), ask Makito to deal with it."

"... you're kidding. I'm yours."

Slipping through Mariella's arms with a slightly flimsy look, Yuk rises.

Mariella follows him on a small run as he walks away from the night view. "Makito," his shapely lips continued.

"I'm awake. It doesn't burn at all. He thinks' I'm making a girl peel 'even when I'm with a girl because I like him the most. That's disgusting."

"I'm the most important one, too. It's foolish, like living for people."

"I'm most important to you. My chest trembled when you showed up one day and talked about the blood muscles of the brave Hilnor. What a lovely, wonderful fate. I can't believe that descendants of the brave pull the blood together to take the world into their hands..."

Mariella clasped her mouth as she glanced at Yuk's gaze at the night sky from the edge of the garden.

Euk's eyes are directed straight on the roof of the arena, where the Demon King appeared during the day.

Mariela grips her fist all the time and sees Yuk saying, "What is it?"

"My head is full of men!? Wake up that you don't want to be my opponent because you're thinking about the daytime flag guy!? Yuk, I thought you were soaking up!

"Shut up."

"You couldn't have been so great without me! Since I was a child, I was able to enslave God because I studied moldy witchcraft without being informed, and it dawned on me that it was unseen, unusable magic or something! That."

"If I hadn't taught you about the legacy of the brave, you would have grown old with useless magic and ended your life as a poor man. Like your mother, your grandmother, your ancestors."

Yuk turned around and grabbed Mariella's necklace.

When I tear it apart, I throw it into a nearby fountain.

Turning a mean grin on Mariela pulling her face, Yuk put his hand around her white neck.

"Do you hate me? Then you can use soldiers and gods now and finish me off. That way you're the queen of snobs. You can turn the world around as you please and live funny and crazy."

"Don't get me wrong, I don't want power. You should sit on the throne of power. I want you to be my husband and I want that love to be all alone."

"If you want to be my wife, you have to behave accordingly. I'm loud. I hate nasty women."

"Don't call me 'you'! Call me 'you' as usual!!

Mariella screams her lips, ugly distorted face.

At the same time Yuk sighs, from the stairs leading downstairs, Makito comes up alone.

"I'm sorry I'm taking it in. Mr. Leosandra's downstairs. Take your fellow adventurers union, have a drink."

"I'm having fun with Mariella. Have a proper treat and make a scene and go home."

"Wait a minute! Enjoying it with me!? You look like you're having fun!? Me!!

I embraced Mariela, who grabbed me, with Yuk holding the sword in his arms the other way. I shrug my shoulders like Makito was heartbroken when I saw Mariela with a really loose expression.

"Stupid women are easy to handle and nice. You're a dog who's happy to have a head."

"I want to be killed, Makito. Remember, I own the red snake on your body, too."

"You and I were just like scumbags. Because of the legend of the brave Hilnor, the descendants of the brave, who have connected their ancestors with useless knowledge and skill to deal with the immortal giant who will one day rise"

Yuk turns his hand around Mariella's waist and sits with her on the edge of the fountain.

He also turned his attention to Makito as he approached him, and the young general continued his words.

"It has been a day of swords and studies since I was mindful. Hilnor's anecdotes and his own fate were slapped into the young brain miso, forcing him to grow up as soon as possible in case the giant came back to life. In poor days, adults were also imposed with harsh workouts that raised the sound (you know).

But... that effort never made our lives happy. "

"I don't know when the giants will be resurrected. In fact, our parents, and their parents, honed their superior abilities while finishing their lives without using them. Just be proud that you are the descendant of a legendary brave man."

"Stick proudly to glorify a serious life, give Hilnor up as if he were a saintly prince, clean and righteous, and give himself to live for men. That is the history of our lineage.

... as long as it's stupid and stupid. Our ancestors did not have the idea of 'confronting fate' as we do. That's why he was killed. "

Yuk lightens Mariela's cheek when she only nodded and listened.

Yuk's eyes begin to shine a ragged light as he crawls his fingers into its clavicle.

"Part of the legacy of the brave, a fragment of the story, for using magic to enslave the giant, a workout method. What would it be to even tell a kid something like that? Unused technology has no value in unused stories. So we amassed the resources and gained the strength to pass on to each house. He killed all his clans and turned down the chain of tragedies."

"I think it was an English break. Thanks to your call, me and Mariella are so happy right now."

Yuk smiles back at Makito, who shakes the battle axe on his shoulder and laughs.

"For what it's worth, you're still adamant about the name of only one of the three 'brave men'. He gave me the title because he said he wanted to name it, but you feel that good?

"I'm not adamant about anything else. I only got it because I didn't have all the titles left, even though the two of them were delivered to the General and the Divine Summoner. If people hadn't licked me, anything would have been fine."

"... yes, the name of a brave man, etc. is inherently to that extent. It is not something to protect until you sacrifice your blood muscles. The same goes for the tale of the brave. I don't even know your face. You can rewrite the stories of the ancients so that it's convenient for us to live now."

The children of the brave assembled, and followed the giants, who were the calamities to face, and sank the world into the sea of blood.

That is the story of the Euks and the truth.

"We have the right to sing the times. Not a pressed tradition, but the right to use power for justice and philosophy that one believes in. It is not a matter of small sacrifices or the whimpering of people who are not enough to take them.

If we crush everything and set the foundations, we can have a normal history of the people to live on. Mariella. "

"What?"

"It is not the king of the world or the ruler of the people that I aspire to. This Euch seeks to destroy the wicked nations and kingdoms of the world and purify the world, the Savior. I am not in control of mankind, I am the one who liberates. You will be the closest woman to receiving that love."

Yuk rises and opens his hands as he approaches the night scene again. "My compatriots," he turned low to the two behind him.

"Be a worthy friend to the wife of the Savior. Be righteous executors who keep people alive and eradicate those who are less than men. And... make the fool who appeared before me today a blade to judge the Demon King"

"I will definitely kill you. Leave it to me, Yuk."

Mariella stood up and reached for her lover.

That white finger scratched the universe in a slice.

"The next time the Demon King shows up, I'll make sure to crusade him with my magic. I'll skin your whole body before you and bury you alive in salt. And you take that miserable Coffin princess as your livestock and you take control of this country. Then you will destroy the whole continent, the nations beyond the sea, and you will snob the names of all the earth."

"There comes a time when the world will be one. A world without borders, without war. It's not the legend of the brave Hill Noah, it's the true feat that will be achieved."

Hearing Mariela and Makito's words alternately, Yuk nodded deeply.

"That's right. We become legends. It's not an anecdote ornament of the brave Hilnor, it becomes more than Hilnor. Leave a name for yourself, not for others. Engrave your name into the world.

To do so... don't leave any stains on our story. Bury and wipe out all enemies.... prepared for heroes, such as the Demon King, only villains "

Yuk turned his back and turned to Mariella and the others. "There's only one more memory of the Kofin conquest"... so I laughed, to Yuk.

"Let it be the last memory of your life."

A voice descended from the overhead darkness of the garden, which rose on a burning fire.

Faster than the three of them look up, from above apples and vine trees, countless shadows cut the wind and fall towards the ground.

The sword of the snobber army and the blade of the spear pierced the place where Yuk and the others flew from the spot. "Stupid!" In front of the screaming Euk, indeed as many as five snobber soldiers lift the iron mask with their weapons stabbed to the ground to see the enemy.

"I'm coming to see you soon... that's what I told you"

On an apple branch, a demon king sat down in the dark, and saw three men from the eyes of a wolf painted on a cloth.

"I didn't expect you to live the way you always do just by keeping your soldiers away... a little bit of a peace bokeh...? Yes? Good balls, gentlemen."