Hitsugi no Maou

Slaves are happier not knowing they are slaves, a national poet said.

Neither the poverty of life nor the lack of freedom and dignity as a person (kembo) can be fatal suffering if we fail to recognize it.

If you don't know abundance, you don't know freedom, and you don't even realize what's undermining your dignity - people can continue to spend every day of hell, 'That's what it is'.

It's happiness by ignorance. It's the strength of the unworthy. Lecht took them permanently from Straw.

I have nothing. The only uniquely named (Yui Tsukumu) and personality in society are all taken by the state, by the government.

Straw realized that, the world seemed darker and more hopelessly stained than ever before.

I want to get out. To Straw, who said so crying, Lecht just issued a directive saying that he had been waiting.

"To do anything first, we need to build strength to take action. It's not a story. Put meat on that gully body."

"But there's no extra food. The only meal the villagers eat is straw (straw) bread, and the officials decide how much is paid, so we can't move it."

"It's a straw. Straw is inherently indigestible to humans. It may add to your belly, but straw alone can't sustain the human body. Then you villagers should be nourished somewhere besides straw (straw) bread. Don't you remember?

In response to Lecht's point, Stolo thought a little and then responded with a small "seed of labour".

Every month in the village as food, a crate filled with cooked straw (straw) bread is sent from the office filled by the labour inspector. Crates are distributed to each household and consumed at the discretion of each villager… only one of these crates was mixed with a large box marked with a black tsuruhashi.

This large box, to be installed in the village's central square by the hands of the elders, contained a dull black pill called the seed of labor. It was a lump (cumulative) that smelled like horse manure (buffoon), both in appearance and size, and the villagers were allowed to take one pill at a time before starting their day of labor.

He talked about focusing on his body and preventing the plague (Ekibi), but many of the villagers could not put a whole piece in their mouths because of its poor appearance and not too much flavor, breaking it in half and swallowing it (of), or just scratching it and rolling it to the ground.

Lecht listened and immediately struck "no doubt" on his knees.

"The seed of that labor is your real source of nutrition. Pills to weaken the people to the extent that they do not rebel, but to the extent that labor can do so. It's a (...) species of labor that can't be a (...) species of rebellion. It's a name the government might think of."

"Egg, salt tease, and adults generally can't eat it. My elder daughter cleans leftovers scattered around the box every morning."

"Whatever Egg is, I guess the salt tease is really because it's a mixture of salt. Human muscles don't move without salt. There must be something else in there that you need to maintain your flesh... but I wouldn't mix it with the subcutaneous fat that comes out when I process meat, or with the gut boiled (boiled) and engraved (squeezed).

The animal's guts are supposedly unclean and nobody wants to eat them, so they don't flow to the market. If other fruit skins and seeds are shredded and mixed, they are nutritious. If you make it all dough and dry it every day, it could be a source of labor. "

"... our stomachs are trash cans."

To the shtroll who bites (chills) his lips, Lecht laughs "oops," without even chills.

"Straw (straw), guts and fruit skins are all leftover cusses of food served by noble people. It's not human food you guys are eating, it's livestock bait. But bait doesn't mean we have to keep livestock alive. Especially when it comes to livestock, which can be used for labor, it has to create strong bones and muscles."

"Strong bones and muscles..."

"Straw. You, from today on, leftovers."

Peeling his eyes off, Lecht said, "Can you hit me?" and sent the root of the eyebrows.

"What other conclusions are drawn from this story? Labor seeds are a lump of nutrition. If the other villagers leave it every morning, you have to take it all."

"You...! I can't say that because I've never eaten it! That's incredibly bad! Just a bite will make your mouth look like a shithole, and your throat (throat) will be rough if you swallow it! I just ate all of them and went back..."

"Ugh! You can throw up, you do it!

Straw opens his eyes more and more to Lecht, who suddenly gave his voice a rough (oh) voice. Lecht pointed at Straw with the empty hand of a parasitic hole.

"You, what would you have done if I hadn't told you about the seeds of labor? I can't digest it. You ate all the straw bread and threw away the nutrients just like the rest of them? Even when I was growing up, I would have stayed galloping skinny (or) and dragged my body inert (dashi) with an undernourished brain miso and done all (well) institutional gear nicely.

I gave you all the anxiety, the anger, the hatred. It's all I taught you that this country is wrong and that you have the right to be happy. Then I refuse to give you my saving hand. "

"Lecht... hey...!

"You're not human. I'm not human yet. Only the one who thinks for himself, makes his own decisions, chooses good and rejects evil at his will.

Until you become human, you will obey me. If you don't like it (no), go back to the village now and go back to the livestock that gave up your thoughts. I'll forget all about you, too. I'll go home every day I talk to the sky and the river. "

Lecht then continued to sit like a stone for a long time, until the blood-running straw of his eyes eventually succumbed to him and drooled his head (this way).