Hitsugi no Maou

Noon. When the soldiers of Coffin were building sunset roofs in cobblestone paths and matching materials to protect the king's capital from the sunlight that burns the world.

Suddenly a hard footsteps sounded as he stumbled all over town, and one strange creature ran under the freshly made roof as he shredded his cobblestone.

Ignoring the voices of the soldiers in Yangtian, the creature flies stone at me with sharp claws and pushes me to the royal castle.

A man on the back of a creature raised his voice as he pushed through the square and finally raised his earthen smoke and stopped in front of a gatekeeper who rounded his eyes.

"Princess of the Kingdom of Coffin, I wish Lord Lucina all the best! Tell them Dakan's efforts have paid off!

"- Said it was a messenger from Separca!?

When Lucina, dressed in sweaty skin, screams as she runs down the stairs, the nagi and galore who follow her respond as they alternately offer Lucina their hands and armor torso.

"Looks like Dhakan was crossing the border safely and reaching neighbouring Separca! He said he had given the letter to King Separca and communicated the current state of Coffin and the will of Master Lucina!

"The messenger is passing into a small room on the north side, a tall, long-handed man... wearing the armor of an officer of Separca"

Lucina hurried to the messenger's waiting room, wearing her armor.

When I opened the door to the small room, Keurenes Aragon, Dust's brother, was the messenger's opponent first, pouring fresh water into the cup of the opponent sitting in the chair.

In a different hand from the one with the cup of messengers, a black-leather compass is gripped. The reins sat on the floor, following a giant road runner, a bird's mouth (beak) running down the ground.

A monstrous bird used by the Separkans for passengers, as many as cows with black or something (...). The great fox in the coffin, the creature that hits Doo.

"Don't make me feel bad. When the Separkans meet with the nobles of another country, they take their seats holding the reins of their 'birds'. Prepare to get out of the spot immediately when the negotiations are broken and the sword is pulled out... but it's a half-eliturgical attitude. I'm not on your guard."

"... I know. The bird was still in the room when the predecessor Lugassa spoke to King Separca"

"You were crying so hard when the birds stuck your hair on you."

A messenger laughed as he bent his long arm and put his mouth on the cup.

Lucina stares at the dry facial skin on the scabbard of the messenger and lowers her back to the chair prepared by Nagi.

I've got a cleavage eye, a big man. Reddish hair is cut short and there is a blade wound that leads to the forehead in the middle of it.

Lucina asked a messenger twenty years older than herself, with her neck clenched.

"The Battle of Separca... and we are calling... in a war once upon a time, have we met? I'm sorry, but I only met with one of your officers at the pageant, so I can't remember."

"Oh no, I wasn't an officer at the time. He's one of the soldiers who was watching the meeting from afar. Of course you don't."

To the words of the messenger, Lucina coughs once with a nod to the point, getting her face sweated by the nagi, while getting to the point.

"So... our country's envoy, Dakan, is now?

"In the royal castle of Separca, with Doo, it protects. He was quite exhausted, but he couldn't bear one injury. Rest assured.

I passed the letter to the king.... You've had a hard time, Lord Lucina. "

"I just wanted to say what's going on, but honestly, I'm pretty close. We could have confirmed the anomaly in the sky from Separca."

"The myth has been destroyed. The example of God and his enemies appeared... utterly terrible."

Keurenes also brings a cup of fresh water to Lucina.

Lucina put up with her desire to drink fresh water and let her tongue sigh with only one bite, continuing the conversation.

"Sometimes, why did they come across the border? The current state of our country, Snobba's attitude should have been to write...... officers coming in alone, etc., too reckless"

"That's because Coffin's envoy crossed the border with his life and rewarded us with a crisis. The Separkans will not forget to thank you at any time. Then I will reply to the letter with equivalent recklessness, but it is called muscle."

Lucina hid her grin in the words of the apostle by holding her nose down with her hands.

What barbarity, what comfortable stupidity.

It is the temperament of the Separca warriors to thank you and to hate to push hatred straight back.

Preferably… but… it is also true that the former Battle of Separca could not have been avoided because of their temperament.

The beginning (ho ho ho ho ho) was that the second prince of Separca, together with the heavy towns of Coffin, went to the northern mountains to see the mountains (also only Yu.)

The man courageous, and the woman virtuous of her indomitable spirit, Separca sent out to Coffin with only two offerings to the prince.

Coffin's side escorted fifty soldiers and guided them through the mountains with the utmost gratitude, just in case something happened to the important national guest (Kokuhin). Summer is the season. We avoided the mountains with melted snow and took the safest route while alerting the avalanche.

The course of hospitality rose, pulling the prince who wanted to go to the top of the mountain with rare grass and gemstone minerals, while the yang leaned smoothly.

The anomaly occurred suddenly. I think there was a horseback in the mountains. No, the men with swords came out of the shadows of the rocks in unison and attacked me in a row.

Of course Coffin has a trap and a thief. But dozens of inmates, riding around horses and attacking soldiers, had never been there before.

Because if you fight a soldier in a coffin with no big town other than the King's Capital, you will have no one to hide from.

If you lurk in a sparsely populated village, you'll be noticeably and immediately snitched, and you can't possibly lurk in the king's capital. It is the mountain of Sekiyama that prevents you from moving in lean meadows.

In other words, the thief who attacked the line is not a Coffin person. Probably from the other side of the mountain range, you wankers.

The soldiers of Coffin quickly swept out and responded, but the prince of Separca and his two confessions did not escape, and went to the thieves running down the slopes before anyone else.

Brave, barbaric, that's the Separca men's virtue.

We catch up desperately with them fighting with even a smile on their face, and fifty Coffin soldiers form a circle to stop the enemy from attacking.

The result was an overwhelming victory on the part of the legions. Even as they assembled and armed the inmates, the unformally trained thieves were killed and defeated by more than half of the soldiers who trained themselves every day as the sword of the country.

With the enemy turning his back, everyone let go for a moment, just a moment.

At that moment, one of the thieves who was turning his back looked back and threw (lovely) a dagger with a pattern that followed the fairy.

One of the soldiers rushes to take a blow with his sword.

In a moment, something incredible happened.

The soldier's sword was broken when he made a noise. Though he was scratched (there was) because of slashing the thief, it was unthinkable, such as bumping into him with a tiny dagger and breaking his sword from the root.

A broken sword tip flew into the center of the circle and stabbed something. When the soldiers look back, the Prince of Separca kneels down on the ground and plunges, as if his soul had fallen out.

There was a sound of a stabbed sword in his throat sinking deeper into contact with the ground.

Accident. The Separkas of the Prince's confession testified to me that the Prince's death was an unlucky accident that occurred after the bandit's raid.

But King Separca put his son's body in front of him, and he was just not convinced.

King Separca shook his head loosely to say this when Rugassa, king of Coffin, apologized for allowing tourists to visit the northern mountains where thieves could come, and further for the failure of his own regiment to protect the prince of Separca.

"I understand that the death of the second prince is not Coffin's fault. I'm not even going to hit eight. I understand very well that the Coffins are sincerely mourning the death of the prince."

Sounds like a discerning, sober word, but King Separca mentioned here something that the Coffins doubt their ears.

"It is a matter, however, that it was not the sword of the thief that took the life of the prince, but the sword of the Coffin soldier. The royal family of Separca has absolute confidence in the martial arts. It would be too regrettable and sad for a prince in the underworld to be killed by an ally's sword shortly after the prince stood up.

Then dear Coffin people should have a stepfather who will break some bones to lure the soul of the prince. Didn't I? "

The words that followed summoned the tragedies in the history of Coffin and Separca too easily.

"War. Respond with love for the prince, not hate. With Coffin, who defeated the young power of the Royal Separca... let's fight with respect"

Decisive, different way of thinking. Differences in values.

Until then, the Separkas, simply captured by their beloved neighbors and the Coffins, started the war, retaining their fondness and respect for their opponents.

We throw our lives away and kill each other in order to plunder the dead. Dedicate the event of war to the late prince.

Everyone in the Coffins could not understand. Unless it was the blade of a Coffin soldier who stabbed the prince, King Separca says he would never have made a decision about the war.

Too pure, faith in martial arts.

Thus the war between Separca and Coffin opened its doors and ended a few months later in exchange for many casualties.

Seeing the faces of the Separkans attending the harmonious meeting, hurtful but as if they had accomplished their holy work, Lucina intuitively realized that they and herself were a different race.

King Separca, who had fought fully and was satisfied, praised the foe, the Owl Knight, with a heartfelt smile, or rearranged his alliance with his father, King Lugassa, was honestly unusual and incomprehensible.

The king of the kingdom, who, according to the feeling of the Coffins, is not as foolish, is admired and proud of his fame by the Separkans, though.

Separkans are a people of pure values, forceful for better or worse.

Lucina turned her words to the messenger in front of her, remembering their appearance like that.

"From King Separca, do you keep the reply of the letter?

"Dear Left, I'm lying down to tell Lord Lucina directly."

Tell, which means it's not like a letter.

And the messenger of Separca lifted up his cup, and laughed and told Lucina, who was to embark on himself with Galor, and Nagi, and Keurenes.

"Good luck. Don't give up until the end. … and"

There were seconds between them.

Lucina opens her mouth thinly to a messenger who narrows her eyes and rinses out her cup, pounding.

"... the... Messenger Hall"

"Uhm."

"... is that all?

To the messenger who nodded "um" again, Gallol put his hand on his forehead and laughed.

But did you send the officer to Coffin to tell him all that?

Lucina lay down on her face and smiled bitterly, thanking her as she heard the reluctant Keurenes and Nagi continue to laugh.

"A word of encouragement… thank you, please."

"Uhm."

Separca's messenger nodded with a full grin, urging him to replace the fresh water.