Hitsugi no Maou

"A biological girl is easy, right? If you get scared and you pass out without a fight, you'll be fine."

"Um..."

"But if there's no one to protect me, they'll kill me just like that and I'm done. Isn't it stupid to throw your consciousness out in front of the public? Or a suicide volunteer?

Tightened down by a hard palm hurts slightly.

It (...) walks around the circumference of an ash sitting by a stone tablet, loosening the tail of a long-connected spine.

Too human mouth. A human bone in the shape of a smooth girl puts her arms together and exhales something like breath.

Touched and found out. This girl, who suddenly appeared in the stone chamber, looks like a bright white skin creature, but whose identity is a creation that brushes and combines human bones to the extreme and disguises them as human beings. You can call it a doll made of bone.

Faces that create facial expressions are also, if you look closely, finely crushed bone pieces joined together without gaps.

Something like a wire that went through the bones reflected light slightly as he moved his mouth.

I have silver hair growing on my head, but it smells backward and unpretentious. Probably an artifact. I feel metal plated in the glow.

"Hey...... you, who? The..."

As Ash says, he follows with his eyes a tail made of spine, coupled to the girl's waist.

A collection of squeaky, noisy spines, as if it were a lifeline, connected to the head of an artifact sitting behind a cave.

A large, open mouth part of a huge face shaped by countless skulls. From behind, the girl's tail is stretching.

"... 'Relics'?

Ash asks as she points to herself, a girl returns a voice like a wind through the gap from one low head position.

"Ado rado wentico camcrux"

"Yes?"

"It's the name of Rayakels' daughter. I'm a corpse doll made in her place. Rayakels' failure, which was supposed to be her own. Or of that artifact, the Lord Personality. Okay?"

"... the main personality?

"The Demon King Dust has spoken to you about the story around there. No way. You don't remember? Hello. Are you in there?"

The girl had white hands and came knocking on Ash's forehead.

Fear still lingers, but Ash softly holds his forehead and steps back to the unscrupulous (fuzzy) tricks that made him look like a little fool.

"I don't like her......! It's not about making it your first person!

"It's not the first time we've met. Look, I knew I didn't get it. Aren't you in?"

To his opponent, who tries to come closer and knock on his forehead, Ash glances at his neck and says, "Stop it. It!" and prevent the girl's hands with her arms.

"So come on," the girl said as she stretched her back, grabbing Ash's arm with both hands and peeking into her face.

"You heard about Rayakels trying to resuscitate his dead daughter and make some failures. His purpose was the resuscitation of all those close to him, including his daughter, but the one he was most adamant about was his beloved daughter.

I chose my daughter as the first to revive the dead. So in the process of completing the magic of resurrection of the dead, I created many of my daughter's impostors "

"... one of them must be you"

"Oh, and Rayakerus' relic 'is the biggest failure I've ever made since I developed the Rayakerus Ring, which enhances the effects of magic.

It was a terrible accident. All the corpses that Rayakels has blasphemed have gathered, intertwined, melted, and mixed together in response to the reason of the true circle… resurrected as one monster. Rayakels himself could not control the effects of too strong a magic trick.

Just seeing a corpse resurrected as an ugly, strong being, I realize that Rayakels should have pursued a sorcery that acted on his soul, not his corpse. "

The girl's neck must have made a noise, stretched out as she slipped, and brought her face closer to Ash. Shortly screaming at the parrot, Ash shakes off the girl's arm and flees toward the stone tablet.

The girl laughed at the pieces and continued the words as she slapped her own head and put her stretched neck back.

"That's when I became the 'brain' of the relic that had the closest thing to the 'will' of Rayakels' failures. I mean, all the other corpses that make up the artifact, you don't have the will. It's just an object that moves and talks in response to magic demands.

Only I can stand on my own and think about things. I'm moving that giant artifact. "

"... there's no will in that big chunk of bone over there... and you have... you mean the body of the artifact?

"That sort of thing. That's not why I'm meeting Ash for the first time. I am a single corpse doll, as well as an artifact itself.

I don't even know about this dust. Because we're not talking. "

A story about a girl who probably came out of the mouth of a relic, too flighty.

It was difficult for Ash to convince herself that it was magic, but speaking of which, the relic's 'ringing' sounded like a faint girl's voice.

A monstrous relic of terrible white bones. Confused by the strange human odor, the abomination of its' contents', Ash howls the question as he deposits one hand on a limp stone tablet.

"Why did someone in the contents of that artifact come out? Weren't relics manipulated by the magic of dust? Do you mind if I move around on my own?

"Yes, as I said, the life of the Demon King Dust is a promise.

If he doesn't come home by night, we're supposed to throw Ash outside the border alone. "

Ash's expression stiffened like ice in front of a strange girl laughing at her garlic.