Hitsugi no Maou

Hundred and Ten Stories: The Red Tree

"Can you define 'Demon King' exactly?

A dust with his hips down on the wall asked his father, sitting next to him, looking up at the sky.

My father also opens his mouth with his blue and white translucent eyeballs similarly pointed at the sky.

"The devils, the kings of the monsters who are not men. Or is it a name, a disdain, for those who have excelled in sorcery? Sometimes you simply refer to the villain in the story."

"He who does no harm to men and draws them into the path of evil. A being that causes justice to be lost and causes chaos in the world. The ultimate is the Demon King."

"That's a definition with all the abstract words lined up. Disaster, evil, justice and chaos abound in the world, but no one knows who they are. That's why people can easily make their enemies demon kings"

The dust looks faceless, with both hands claws on the stone wall.

"It was not the work of the Demon King that brought this chaos. It is the work of those who have corrupted the Demon King in the way of evil."

"Same thing."

In front of his father and son was a group of serpents stretching from the alien giants that swept into the half-destructed capital to the sky as if they were branches of a great tree.

The group of red luminous serpents had always covered the backs of giants in the form of wings. But the phenomenon that is happening in front of the dusts is not the ratio.

Even with the body of a giant, it was so massive that I wondered why so many groups were lurking within.

Snake mountains all the way to cloudy weather. It whilst parasitized insects, it made me think of the winter worm summer grass that breaks through my back simultaneously at one point into the border.

"The Divine Summoner said 'hundreds and thousands' of snakes lurking within the giant... several to dozen times more than one size parasitic to a snobber soldier. Just unleash that group of snakes and a nation will perish."

In Dust's words, my father frowns as he throws his gaze to the stone wall where Princess Lucina is.

"If you do that, 'God' will be gone. The red snake would be the power source needed to maintain the immortal giant as' God '. The snake dies sooner or later if detached from its host. There are limits to the flesh of the defeated enemy."

"So I guess the minimum number of snakes necessary for the maintenance of God will remain in the body. other than that extra snake...... hanging out on the battlefield"

"Will Snakes Avoid Snobbers Fight"

To my father's inquiry, Dust snapped "No way" as he lowered his gaze to his feet.

"You wouldn't be able to imitate such a clever battlefield with enemy allies so complicated and mixed. Snakes will strike those who move indiscriminately. Except for the Divine Summoner and his neighborhood."

"Are you prepared to attack at once for some sacrifice? Then God moves next in the group of serpents. What are you going to do?"

"Now, whether it ends with evil ascension or death and rebirth... but whatever God is, you can't even reach the snake"

To his father, who narrows his eyes, Dust stares at his clear white hands.

"Perhaps my life will also be exhausted with the next sorcery. The fate that follows… can only be entrusted to those who survive"