Hitsugi no Maou

One Hundred and Twelve Stories: The End

"... what are you going to do"

So much as he connected the clouds to the earth, Salida, the song sword, shouted into the rising and red serpent tree.

Keurenes, who was similarly looking up at the sky at her becoming, turns her gaze without a voice. The captive Salida is shaking her cheeks in it as she rocks her red hair into the wind.

"General, what are you going to do? You're gonna help me, aren't you?... Hey, you're gonna help me, right? I'm your... executive."

A snake emitting red light screams like a corpse.

Salida turned to Keurenes and suddenly vomited immediately afterwards. Keurenes opens his mouth without even looking at Salida's puke on his shoe tip.

"The movement of Snobba's soldiers has stopped. There are so many serpents stretching out of the standing god into the sky that they have never seen before.... Perhaps the consciousness of the Divine Summoner is directed entirely at that large group of snakes. I focus my attention so much that I can't even move my soldiers."

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"Like when I dropped Morg... I guess that snake will be flown to the enemy. He sees the flesh of the creature, and releases it to kill. But I can't imagine a battlefield mixed with enemy allies... where each and every snake can move cleverly away from only the Snobbers."

Salida must know that, too. Because she perceived abandonment, she did not contest it and gave in to Keurenez's feet.

"Damn... I don't want to die...! I don't like being eaten by snakes...... like Legrand, I don't like being eaten scattered......!

"You won't have a choice. It's your choice of leaders. I chose the path of worshipping the bakery that unilaterally devoured and killed my countrymen, my responsibility."

"Please, untie me! It's too cruel to be eaten tied up! I'll protect your back, so give me your sword!

Keurenez looked at the garbage at Salida. Without even flickering at his gaze, Salida holds Keurenez's shoes dirty with her own stomach fluids.

Two surrounding people gradually moved the red light forward. He who lays up his weapons, he who hides the wounded in the shadows, he who runs to the stone wall where Lucina is.

Keurenez stepped on Salida's head with a different foot. "Don't touch me," he pushes, waving his sword at Salida, who is still about to cry out of the vanishing glow.

Stick the blade out in front of Salida, who opens his eyes. "I'll give it to you," he told him to throw it away, and Keurenez picked up a simple spear that was falling to the ground as he dragged his leg.

"I'm not willing to keep my back, but I'm gonna skewer you the minute you try to get away from me"

"... will you leave?"

"She's a heartless woman. Do as you please and live as you please. Is this Zama?"

To Keurenes, who waves a spear and puts his temper on, Salida rips the cloth that binds his arms with a sword and gives him his gaze as he grips the pattern.

He held his own shoulder to Keurenes, staring back, and shook his head as he approached him.

"Really, what a jerk... I thought I appreciated it once... I'm sure Ars is laughing too..."

Salida, who lays her sword alongside Keurenes, sniffled once as she looked up at the red sky.

The tree of the red serpent had already plunged the clouds and, like a false sun from heaven, brought down a disastrous light.