Hitsugi no Maou

"I honestly thought I lacked calm then, now. Reunion with the dead...... interpretation (shakumei), redemption. I was in a hurry, excited, and attached to madness before the inscription of the Demon King, which had the potential to make it happen, which I could not hope to achieve.

That's why I owe such a terrible thing to His Majesty and Lucina... "

The dust fell upon the stone tablet of the demon king, and bowed down on the ground.

To the untold ash of words, Dust continues, holding his own knees.

"I was accused at the King's own hands and confessed my place as a sinner to the people. He used witchcraft in front of the crowd, moved the corpse, and explained that this was the secret of Rayakels the Demon King.

The Senate called me the Second Demon King, and half of my colleagues said they were disappointed in my shallowness, and that the maximum sentence was unavoidable.... just... "

"... just?

"... the people didn't let me curse. A stone flew in two or three times, but most of the folks... just stared at me. Nobody called me the Demon King. And the royal castle people... half of them were pleading for my life."

Ash shouted a little brightly at the dust, looking for the look to float.

"Guys, I knew what the dust was doing. I saved the famine. Even the king's servants... could not abandon the dust as much as they used the magic of the Demon King."

"I betrayed their hearts like that. To connect my sins, I worked disrespectfully to the King, putting my hands on the contraindication of resurrection of the dead at my own convenience"

"... but the dust..."

"Stepping on everyone's feelings, ignoring the tears, I was about to be ugly and appreciative until just before the execution. I was about to try the improved Rayakels magic the moment I was put on guillotine."

When Ash frowns at his roots, Dust causes him to shrink like a fetus and bury his face in his lap.

"To use magic involving corpses, the surgeon needs to bleed himself. I don't know why. Does the death-grabbing God prefer human blood, or does blood have the power to call something to itself... Anyway, the bloodshed of the surgeon is the premise of Rayakels' sorcery.

And the more blood you flow, the stronger magical effects you can expect. "

"No way."

"Neck amputation, surgeon's death. It is the greatest foundation of great sorcery in the life of a sorcerer. In exchange for my life's sorcery, I wanted to revive my mother. The medium is my own corpse. He managed to put my mother's soul in my corpse, where she lost her neck.

Corpses can escape in the shade of night because they will be rested in the church after execution. You can make up for the damage to your flesh with shadows. "

Ash accidentally said, "That's terrible!" He was screaming.

Quietly nod as the dust rocks your hair.

"Oh, terrible. My mother can't be happy because she was reborn by a body without a neck. Don't let your flesh rot. Something was wrong. I was completely crazy."

"Not so! I think my family gave me my life in that way and I have someone to rejoice with!? He had the same neck! I'm not happy!!

To Ash's voice, which echoes underground, Dust, slowly raises his face.

He narrowed his eyes to Ash, staring at himself.

"... I wasn't living my life after all. I swore vengeance on my father for my sobbing mother and used the royal family as a means of doing so. And if I lose my mother and my hometown, I'll say it's for them again and step into the realm of the Demon King...

For my own sake, I didn't live at my own risk. So I tried to make it this easy on my mother. Maybe he offered her something and just wanted to feel redeemed. I don't know what happened after that, I don't know. "

……

"In the end, I was the cutest, biggest body, kid. For the first time since I lost everything, I realized that."

Dust rubbed his own face and breathed deeply.

Yes. Dust did not die of guillotine. Shortly before the blade fell, his father, whom he had always hated, took his place.

The great sorcery that was supposed to activate at the moment of death was stopped by the death of an enemy.

Dust distracts from Ash and gently opens his mouth as he stares into the void.

"Neither me nor the king could accept the fact that my father took my place. I didn't understand why, and the king... probably thought his judgment had killed my father. Why, why and even repeat it out loud.

…… the execution was suspended and there were various procedures… A few months later, my King's Capital was banished. There was nothing in my head when I was released. It was a tease. I didn't know what to do. "

Dust eyelids trembled. Eyebrows distort into bitter shapes, as if they were watching you cry.

"The people of the royal castle, who were close to me, beat me, hugged me, bid me farewell... and finally the king said to me, 'Do as you please'. Why do you sound so embarrassed?"

Dust eyelids close, trembling.

"'Don't forget my father's thoughts,' he also said.... impotent. I don't know what my father thinks. It's true that you covered for me. But why? This is the son I threw away with my wife once. Now... I..."

……

"... how unreasonable it is to be 'atoned for' unilaterally... understood"

Dust's knee stretched and he was thrown to the ground. Ash snorts at the dust and kneels on the ground.

A finger of dust grabbed the soot of the hipster. I laugh small at that trick like a little kid.

"Do you realize? What the dust is trying to do to me... is the same thing. It's not atonement, but the spiciness that is left is the same."

"Oh. I know.... you haven't grown one at all..."

Dust said, just a little shy.

"I want the people I love to sing about their lives. Let me tell you how that feels, it's desire. To satisfy my desire for the people of my hometown, I sent my royal castle companions. How much my desire hurt them..."

"I don't know how to put it that way. I mean, you're clumsy, really."

"... what I want... what I really want right now... Ash"

Dust stares softly at Ash's face.

"With the power of the Demon King who got us all hurt, now it's time to make the right atonement. I really want to save the other person's heart, make amends. Not self-satisfied… I want to prepare an ending for those who survive to smile."

"To do that, you have to survive first. Even if it's difficult, don't give up."

Dust grabbed Ash's hand softly, laughing, wondering if it was a bit of a great way to say it.

... for a few seconds, after a lost eye, the lips of the dust touch the back of Ash's hand.

To Ash, who stiffens himself a little, Dust said with a serious look.

"Destroy the snobber invaders. At the same time, protect yourself. [M] Crush every difficulty and make sure it happens"

"Oh, oh... sworn mouth. I thought something."

"Quickly move on to action now. Ash, help carry furniture and food from the house."

Gun, and the words of the rising dust, are taken away for a moment.

Furniture? Food? Carry?

Eventually - the blue-blue Ash raises her voice, pulling her gaze toward the relic behind the stone tablet.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"I don't know because of the artifact over there, but there's actually a hole in the other wall that hides itself for humans. Live here and put it in the hole as soon as you hear the enemy's footsteps. Later, the artifact kills all enemies and opens the way for them to escape. If you're going to stay in Coffin, there's nowhere safer than here."

Ash said, "No, no, no, no!," he chased, waving.

"Life is all alone, isn't it!? I'm scared! You were tearing that relic human like a petal!

"I'll tell you what to do."

"Say it! Oh, no! I like it with the dust!

"I can't fight satisfactorily with you. You stay here for my perfect struggle."

Ash continued to desperately persuade Dust to walk away in determined footsteps, keeping his eyes black and white.