Hitsugi no Maou

Gallol rushed over and grabbed Lucina's shoulder and forced her to hide it from her back.

Lucina still won't stop talking while Nagi grabs her arm even more.

"But if you hurt one minister or one of the people, there's no such thing as this story. I'll have the settlers brought home, too."

"I told him to cooperate unconditionally. But if you're going to press the burn mark, there's nothing for the people around you."

Looking down from the horse at Lucina across Gallor's back as Yuk teases the sword of regression with his fingers.

Eventually I smiled small and told him low, "Tomorrow," he said.

"Tomorrow, we will gather the Kofins of the king's capital in this square. Old and young, sick and semi-dead are everything. Set the stage and do a great deal of princess slave rituals.

Right...... noon is good. Destroy the authority and dignity of the Coffin royal family in the sun rising high "

"I have a way of contacting the Demon King. I'll call him in."

"No, don't do anything extra. Don't be alarmed. Until tomorrow's ceremonial limit, Princess Lucina and her men will be imprisoned between the thrones of Castle Coffin.

Those who deploy adventurers throughout the castle and show suspicious movements will be disposed of immediately. "

To Lucina, who shook her head and tried to differ, Yuk continued further with his voice up.

"The Demon King is forcing our army to lurk scouts. Then it is necessary to send invitations on purpose.

I won't let you do any more strange little work...... now get back to your nests, coffins! Your royal history ends tomorrow!!

"- Why did you say that...!

Of the royal castle occupied by the snobbers, in the throne room.

The sun falls and only the moonlight entering through the window ensures sight. There, the coffins in the castle are pushed in.

Listening to the noise of the adventurers echoing from beyond the closed door, Lucina snorted at the twist of the throne on which his father, the king, was sitting.

"The fact that Master Lucina succumbs to snobbery means that Coffin succumbs. It was the princess's will that was the last hope of civil grass, which was occupying the country but still lit the fire of resistance in her heart. Are you going to let that go?

"In the first place, why did you keep quiet that you were cooperating with the Demon King... Dust. Moving only a limited number of ministers and letting them help with the demon king's measures… aren't you acting like you're being denied the meeting itself at the Royal Castle"

To the dissatisfaction of the conference attendees, Lucina looked back softly and snapped "I'm sorry".

Those who stand upright, those who fall against the wall, those who sit on the floor exhausted, and fall asleep… are united in the gaze of those who serve the royal family, and Lucina drops her eyes to the floor again.

"The dust thing... we should have talked to everyone. But when it came to asking for his cooperation, a great sinner banished by his father... I thought there was always someone who strongly disagreed"

"That's... but... that's why we ignore our ministers..."

"I'm sorry."

Again to Lucina, who apologizes, the dissatisfied also look at each other as bewildered, silent.

A nagi walks over to Lucina and takes her shoulder to the bed on the wall, loaded with clothes and even curtains.

"What do you do," Nagi asks Lucina as she lowers her hips.

"We can't even signal the flag, there's no guarantee that Dust will rush by noon tomorrow. Even if he did come, what could he do in this situation..."

"Gallol, Keurenes. How far is the work that Dust asked you to go?

Before Lucina, who sat in the makeshift bed, the two called upon kneel down and answer alternately.

"In both Coffin and Snobba, we tried the work designated as Dust… Regardless of the King's Capital of Coffin, there are times when the Snoba Capital is an enemy land, and I was wondering if it could still be completed"

"It was a very odd request. The first would undoubtedly be some sort of magic cloth stone, but I can't say anything because my brother himself didn't give details.

Does an incomplete workmanship have a certain effect, or is it magic that cannot be used unless the workmanship is completed... and that the Separca messenger has safely crossed the border? Doo and his soldiers are lurking in the enemy stronghold they destroyed. "

"Ambushed, there's nothing I can do to keep in touch. Fighting snobbers doesn't make things any better in the first place."

When one nobleman raises his voice from the wagi, another minister opens his mouth with a strong nod.

"We shouldn't be doing any more force resistance to snobbers than defeating that god. I don't know what Dust is thinking, but it's something that really did something extra for me. Provoke the General to invite such a critical situation..."

"The other way around. He waited until the limit period for Snoba to take full control of Coffin to declare war."

To Lucina's voice, the ministers turn their gaze to her again.

"Coffin, occupied by an army of snobbers and God, has always been static about where he's headed. I've been waiting for you to dive in and find a gap against God to gather information about God.

... Dust would have challenged the fight at that point if he knew a solid way to defeat God. Before Morg was killed and the blue sky covered the coffin. "

"... I mean... that Dust may not have come into contact with the General or Master Lucina with the confidence of a must-win...?

A minister who just said he had done something extra against Dust asked Lucina with an uneasy look.

Lucina nods slowly and looks around at the same face.

"Everyone already has the complexion of limits. We, the Coffins, who dwell daily in the blue sky and the sun, will be rendered incapable of combat by that majority in a few days.

If you succumb to snobbery, receive water and supplies, and receive assistance, you may only survive. From there, however, the earth begins to die, and the country advances in a straight line to collapse.

If you don't rely on snobbers, you won't be able to live... if you choose an alternative future, there's really no time for action other than now "

"… Dear Lucina, I ask you again… what are you going to do tomorrow"

From close quarters, a nagi staring at his face.

To those who sighted with the same silence, Lucina put her fingers together with her hands, and said to her, Uppity.

"Honestly...... be honest with me. Guys... what do you want me to do?

A large number of ministers rounded their eyes and breathed. Lucina says even more as she punctuates her eyes.

"Can you press the burn mark in front of the people and hang your head on the general? Or do you reject slaves only?... I didn't mention that to protect Nagi and Keurenes. Because I thought it was time to give the answer."

"Answer......?

"If you think of the royal family and the pride and dignity of the country, you should fight snobbery thoroughly. But... I was targeted for my life by the people. They were bladed by a people desperate for the future of their country and desperate to survive.

Harbatos thought that the Senate could not save the people in my way. If you succumb to snobbery, pride disappears... but people can live... "

Lucina stared at her hand and closed her eyes.

"Should we fight? Should I give in? Now is the time to come up with the final answer.

If we're going to fight, we have to strip our fangs while we can all move and cover the dust.

If you succumb, you must abandon your fangs and beg for mercy while the people live, while Snoba is willing to do so.

Forget your position, forget your duties. Forgive all opinions. I want to hear how everyone feels, knowing the possibility of annihilation and challenging the invisible showdown of the victory, or accepting a new form of country to keep their families alive "

No one, not immediately, returned the word.

Some people have a look on their faces that says they should fight resolutely, as well as a look of stray or fear.

But the unspoken air filled the space.

If you're a royal minister, there can't be a choice like selling a princess. But the royal family is for the people, and the present Lord of that royal family is about to throw himself into the hands of the enemy for the survival of the people.

Everyone had decided what to say.

In the meantime, Gallol, who remained on his knees, in a voice passing low, said.

"All as the king commands."

Lucina slowly opens her eyes and looks at Gallol.

Gallol had a stitched mouth and was laughing. In the moonlight, Gallor's big hand is offered to the master.

"There is no country if the people cannot live. If pride disappears, it's not worth living. Raw and proud… it is what the country needs together. Then the last decision around it is only good if you make it. Dear Lucina,"

"... but"

"The people of Coffin love the royal family. Many people die for the royal family. But even if the royal family is gone... it is still true that the people can live."

Various colors ran on people's faces to Gallol's dialogue, which they wouldn't normally say if their mouths were torn.

Smaller, nod as Gallol offers his hand.

"The behavior the Coffins ask of you will never be the same. It's just... at least those of you who are here should think that there should be no such thing as forcing you to make choices you don't want."

The countless gazes that looked at Lucina were very powerful. With the mouth knotting people on their backs, Garroll turns off his grin and solidifies his hands to his fists all the time.

"You are no longer a princess. It's ours, or the last king. I don't need to ask you what you want me to do. Your choice is our will.

of our people, of the Demon King Dust, and of the decisions you have made for yourself, I accept everything. "

"... Gallol"

Lucina took a deep breath holding her forehead and exhaling her soul.

The corner of the mouth leads slightly.

"Till the end, tough... if you can make decisions for 10,000 people, don't worry about them from the beginning"

"Get in the mood. If this is done, you will be a great king for life.... No one can complain"

When Gallol chewed again, a bump and a grin spilled out of the rest of us.

Lucina waved her head loosely, conning her own fist into the offered Gallol fist, meeting with