Hitsugi no Maou

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"I've been looking for a reason"

The Ars of the Double Sword said as the roar of God and the noise of the debris descended.

His right arm was crushed by one of the snakes descending from the sky, and his left leg was also hit directly by rubble, bent.

Ars and the remains of the serpent killed by the Owl Knight are rolling around. The duel between the two was easily ended by the intrusion of the disturbers, and the whereabouts of victory and defeat were permanently lost.

"I was looking for a reason I was alive, a reason I existed. What for, what I'm not dying to do... I kept thinking desperately. I want to add flowers to this war, even words I said to you, not lies. I finally found it, it was a reason to fight..."

With Ars' right arm, a barely crushed upper arm, an owl knight pulls off his cloak and ties it strong.

Ars turns his bloodthirsty starting face to the enemies who apply the procedures to live.

"I'm sorry to interrupt. I just watered your fight after all. I should have pulled in from the start... like me, the terminal."

"You said Ars."

Gew, and a slice of a feather cloak, and an owl knight sees Ars.

"Your words, to me, only sound screaming. I've thrown up since we met, all the dialogue."

Als' left hand, with his hips down on the cobblestone, still holds the sword.

The owl knight puts his finger on the belly of that blade and emits a low voice.

"I can't defeat the 'victim'. For the swordsman must always be the perpetrator, whatever his form."

"... the victim...?

"I'm waving my sword, crying for help. That's what it looked like to me, Ars."

The crushed face of Ars' one eye shivered with a tingle.

An owl knight rises and sees the sky with a broken sword in his hand. Beyond the building, there was a God looking up to heaven and a huge mass of corpses.

"I will do them harm. Shadowing the future of those to protect, it becomes one of the poisons that breaks the fate of great evil. This war doesn't need flowers from the beginning. Even survival, a muddy feud."

"... I..."

"I know why you're alive. To see with its eyes the moment this crazy age ends. You wanted it, and you lived for it."

Ars' golden eyes showed a knight standing upright with a broken sword.

"If you wear a slice of that cloak, the Coffin soldiers won't kill you either. It is a fact that you killed the brave Makito... walk well through the aftermath of the war and go home"

"You pity me!? You're a snobber adventurer!!

"Your country is a different country from nascent snobbers. God crushed me, emperor kingdom... didn't you say so yourself"

For the lost fatherland, fight.

To an owl knight who remembered his mouth before the battle, Ars squeezed the blade, his face shrunk like a paperworker.

Owl knight kicks cobblestone. With a broken sword in his hand, he goes toward God.

- What are you sitting on?

Ars chewed his back teeth to pieces and tried to stand up by dragging his broken left leg.

God shakes his arms and smashes the roof of the building. As the rubble slipped his legs into the tremor that knocked him to the ground, Ars fell and lay down from his face on the cobblestone.

Blood-running eyes look at the sky, at God.

What, are you down?

"- Stand up! Dumb ass!!

Cursing himself, Ars pushed the ground with his sword and began to drag his feet.