Hitsugi no Maou

Immediately, I had to throw everything away and run away.

When Straw smashed (crushed) Weiss' face enough, he stripped (ha) of his hood and cape and took away everything leading to identification. Cut the unconscious Weiss throat (throat) with Weiss' own sword, and threw the body down the road, into a side ditch leading to the sea.

Looking around, making sure there were no witnesses, and then dressed in white clothes, he left the alley early as he was.

It was inconceivable that the defeated Weiss had come after Straw alone. The rest of us should still be wandering around town.

They know that Straw destroyed the village. I don't know if there is definitive evidence, or because there were no straws among the bodies left behind, that determined the killer by guessing, but in any case, coming after them all the way outside the border, their activities were supposed to be official duties duly recognized by the Federation.

The federal government is plotting the murder of Straw. In other words, Stolo would have been designated 'Enemy of the Nation' for the Ruin Federation.

Worst of all, this country's - Moses' official constitution (Kankan) could have cooperated with Weiss and the others. It is dangerous to approach the inn, the loading yard, or the nursing home, for example. There may be lookouts, and if they are actually secured on the spot, they may be tired (or tired) of the facility personnel.

If thoughtful workers and nuns thought they could inflict unspeakable harm because of themselves, Straw could chew and swallow as much as he could of the sorrow that he could not say goodbye to them.

I am not caught in their town. I will not die in their country.

Kill all the chasers and flush them into the ocean. But we'll cut through this place.

Straw, dressed as Weiss, lifted Weiss' sword and headed to the southern edge of the town. The white outfit I dreamed of in my childhood is coarser (oh) in fabric than I thought, and my stitched (muddy) eyes sting my skin makes me uncomfortable. The sword is also splendid only sheath (no) and the making of the sword itself was quite crude. It is shaped as a blade by tapping on the iron purification (Lentil), but it is not sharpened enough and has a bad cut. It was closer to blunt weapons than blades.

Straw gently grabbed the blood draining sword under his cape for slaughter, which he had originally carried. Even in the same steel purification, this one is much more complete as a blade and is (immediately) more practical. It showed that Weiss' sword was nothing more than a decoration to symbolize power.

The Confederation pays the people only what is necessary for each (every) labor. The original job of Weiss and the others is not to fight. It's about showing power and monitoring the people.

It was unfortunate fortunate that the federal government had been the first to point the watchman, not the combatant. Straw must be more winning than the majority of Weiss in his murder experience and manners. Though he was skinny (or starving), he did not think that he (his) had ever killed dozens of villagers attacking his weapon with his own hands was in Weiss.

I won't lose one-on-one. Whether it's the performance of the sword or the skill of the user, Straw has the advantage. You should be able to get out of town if you get flashy and surrounded by a large crowd or even avoid fighting the government constitution on the side of Moses.

Straw chooses a playground for people in various outfits and a playground for the sailors to head south through town so that their white outfits don't stand out. Several people along the way looked familiar, but thanks to the hood they never noticed.

A fellow worker who once bought me a lemon (Lemon) for a straw passed quickly as he joined his lover on his shoulders. A gentle loving spirit tried to turn the straw around, but he bit (or tore) his lips and withstood (it).

Even when I killed my flesh parents, there were no tears. Even when I lost my third Lecht, my chest didn't get so painful so far.

Hate.

Straw's soul is filled with uncomfortable nostalgia.

- In the end, Stolo was left behind by the port town of Buzenier without being obstructed (haha) by anyone.

Go down the street, when it's no longer popular, take off your white outfit and throw it into the ocean under the cliff with your crude sword. He then dived (hissed) into the shade of a tree on the road and searched for lumbar bags (koshuburo) and ID cards that he had taken from Weiss.

Weiss' belongings were boring and only had the minimum items needed. To the documents necessary to operate outside the country, to the money, to the emergency food, to drinking water…. Weiss and the others, there's nothing to disturb their personal personality.

Straw eventually found his own sketchy paperwork in a bunch of folded parchment (if any). At the end of the line was a 'letter of order', possibly a federal designation of the charges against Straw and how to dispose of him.

Guilty is a civil disorder offense. The disposition is the death penalty in the absence of a trial. However, the body may be salted and transferred to the home country.

Regardless of the death penalty, Straw frowned (Mayu) as to what he meant by the crime of civil unrest.

The crime of civil disorder is, for example, the crime of overthrowing the state (epidemic) and convicting a person of rioting, etc. for the purpose of destroying the way and order of the country (Chitsuji). It was too exaggerated as a charge against a solo criminal to the extent that he had killed dozens of villagers.

Does the federal government believe that Straw has destroyed their national order? The moment I snapped that stupid, I accidentally got the sound of something cutting the wind sharply (to the point of) in Straw's ear.

Reflectively kicking the ground, the iron smelting sword pierced the trunk of the tree where the shoulder was kept. The sound of treading the leaves of the trees looms from all directions.

From Straw's right hand, Weiss in the sky (from) sword sheath (Saya) kicked in an odd voice. Pull out the bloody sword, tease the bottom of the looming shoe, and stick the blade behind Weiss' leg (thigh).

Soften up Weiss' legs screaming in intense pain and defeat them to the ground. Or soon another Weiss rushed over and waved down his sword.

Straw takes the impending blade with a hot, bloody sword that has just been pulled out of the human flesh. The shock passed through his arm and hurt his shoulder, but then at the end of the day, Straw instantly pushed him over with an overwhelming difference in strength.

The blade profoundly pierces Weiss' chest, which has been sworded and emptied. Straw kicked down the face of his opponent, kneeling without a voice, at his mercy.

The blade falls out of the meat, and the black blood splashes around. Turning his neck in a rough breath, the two remaining Weiss stopped moving with their swords in place.

"... you mean I let you out of town on purpose? You want me to follow you and sneak off in an unpopular place! It sounds like a shady plan! Didn't the four of us have enough silly numbers?!?

To the roaring straw, Weiss and the others continue to point the blade slightly backwards.

When Straw shook up his wet shoes (knuckles) heavily in the blood of his defeated enemy, he stuffed (knuckles) in low shape so as to dive in as he did, and quickly poked one of Weiss's nostalgia (two places).

The blade enters the sukima of the rib (rokotsu) and a strange noise leaks (also) from the mouth of Weiss. Soon another Weiss moved to fight back, but the blade was buried in the head of a fellow who was grabbed and pulled down by Straw.

A dark curtain of blood and brains is torn open, and the Sword of Straw pierces the right eye of the last enemy.

All Weiss took down his sword and fell and lay down on the ground. Straw stuffs his breath and pulls the blade out of the enemy's face.

It was as if my lungs were snapping into my chest in search of air. I can't breathe and feel unusual pressure all over my chest.

I exhaled the breath I was slowly packing and inhaled carefully. My lungs loosen up a little bit, and the heartbeat after the battle subsides a little bit.

"Can you escape?"

To his audible voice, Straw flicked his cut reflexively. Blood and flesh pieces attached to the sword splash on the face of Weiss, who was first knocked down with his legs (thighs) stuck.

Weiss, who made him suck plenty of black blood to the ground, already caught the eye of a hood that turned bright blue like a dead man, and still seemed to be laughing. Fingers (sausage) with shivering fingers of straw overlay cloudy (garlic) voices.

"The federal government wants your body. The Second and Third Crusaders will come to you soon after you leave us."

"... that you're a crusader?

"Something you can get away with. Everywhere in the world, wherever you flee, you…"

Straw approached the dying Weiss and stripped (ha) of his hood. It was the face of a man who looked pure everywhere, and his hair was the same as a straw, reddish brown.

"For my sake, why would I do that? Because I'm the murderer who killed dozens of my countrymen? But for the government, the people should be just some kind of replaceable disposable gear. Now that the gears have broken into each other, they won't even get serious."

"... you didn't kill 'dozens' of people"

Weiss lifted his head and laughed at Straw.

"'Thousands'. Thousands of Weiss and Central District residents are now being slaughtered because of you in the Federation. We came after you to stop it."

... I didn't see the story. Straw grabs Weiss' hair and asks low, "What do you mean?"

Weiss laughed tightly as he dropped his gaze on his own blood as it poured out onto the ground.

"Civil unrest. My country has now been threatened with the first civil unrest since the inception of the Federation. The rebels (Han Tzu) have come from all parts of the Federation and have repeatedly attacked and rioted public facilities individually without a specific force image.... you know what I'm talking about?

"... you mean the federal people mobbed? Not everyone is fanned, but everyone is tearing their fangs off to the government at their will..."

They're all fighting in Kakashi's face.

My heart struck Straw in the chest like an early bell. Weiss turns his loosely cloudy (garlic) eyes to Straw and poisons him with "a fool.

"I don't even know how much dust I've done. You put a crack in the Federation's civilian rule, which lasted for hundreds of years. The people were blind to the government for years (all the time) and fulfilled their duties (and) in any environment because, in other words, they recognized and gave in to the greatness, the mightiness of the government. Those who defy the government must not live. Crushed without exception. Because that's what I believed.

But you managed to escape while committing an unparalleled felony in the history of the Federation. That created disbelief in the people's government and rebellion. "

"... just kidding. What I did was nothing more than a small thing (a ginger) in a village on the border. That's why it's so important to involve the whole country! I guess I don't even know the details! Come after it's all over...!

"One, there was a survivor"

Weiss' lips made an unpleasant noise.

"There were inhabited villagers who were plucked out of their bowels, covered in buckets, and exposed as raw oysters. He talked about everything. I'm on the verge of screwing you. I threw up everything you were going through with the third Lecht, everything you were going to be Weiss, everything you wore Kakashi's face and fought with the villagers.

The labor watchman who heard the story flew the early horse to report the matter to the government. The unfortunate thing was that the next person to be reported was a third Lecht hidden believer. He touched the Kakashi man who appeared on the border as the infant (er) of Lecht's anti-government ideas for what he had lost his blood. It set fire to the third Lecht worshipper. "

"I'm not kidding! What I did had nothing to do with Lecht! Lecht was so far away from me! What the hell is going on out there?!

"It doesn't matter what you say. The fact is that the government has let you, the great sinner, escape the country and hurt its prestige. Murderers trampling the law and order are singing their lives without being judged... and are happy with it, as the people of the Central precinct congratulate them...

I suppose the great Lecht followers, just like before, intended to treat Lecht and you with the same temporal fashion without even thinking about it. I used one honest man to crush him, and on the contrary offered the avenged villagers, and I was noisy and joyful that the idea of putting emphasis on the happiness of Lecht's individual was still right.

But it made the political mistrust of the rest of the Federation decisive, and it eventually led to a riot. "

Weiss has turned off his grin and stretched his finger over Straw's face. When Straw grabbed that hand, he felt a scorching disgust on Weiss' face.

"Heartfelt, unsaveable, fools...... They see you as a hero, a legend, and treat you like a symbol of the revolution. Waving the Kakashi flag (solder), wearing the Kakashi's face, and rampant folk flood the Federal territory.

To stop them, I won't kill you and expose your body. We must once again show the strength of government the end of those who defy it. "

……

"Be prepared, Strawman. This is war. The Ruin Federation will continue to pursue you for survival. You have no place to rest. Always… Always……"

"Wait a minute."

Straw took his hand off Weiss, who was inadvertently giving me a look. Straw's eyes (Hitomi) host a different light as he pulls his face and looks down at his opponent.

"A nation whose prestige is shaken because of only one murderer... what is it?"

Peel off his eyes. On Kweiss's face, Straw had a dark-colored gaze of suspicion. "Hey guys," Straw's lips move extremely (very) loosely.

"What, are you trying to push me?

"Become... what...?

"Hard and hateful. Think calmly... the third Lecht, a great man, could not change the country with his life. There's no way a young man like me happened to change it without realizing it."

Yes. Yes, I am. There's no way.

Straw repeatedly stared at Weiss with a glimmer of certainty.

"If the federal government loses its prestige and the hearts of the people are separated." If the ever quiet people are mobbing and screaming for a revolution. I'm sure it's not my fault. "

"Say what! Your presence belongs to the mob...!

"There was a riot without me. My killing is just a trigger. You guys are obsessed with the trigger, and you put your eyes on your back from the biggest problem."

As Straw said, he glanced at the “ (Yes) ” who had only gathered up in the surrounding corpses at any time. Follow them with a sword tip smaller than the Lewis parasitic, twitching and trembling their throats.

"In the first place, in the central precinct of the federal government's knees (knees), it's strange in itself that Lecht's theory (Ronsetsu) is temporarily entertained. What's so popular about criticizing the current system and regime is proof that the government's prestige has fallen to the ground?

"Become..."

"When I crossed the border, I didn't even meet with just one lookout. How long has that been that situation? I thought there was a big guard fort at the border filled with hundreds of mercenaries.

Then you can't protect your country if the armies of other countries invade you. I mean, you're putting the land at risk. "

Is there such a government?

Weiss is biting his lips and desperately trying to wake himself to the sound of Straw's poison. Straw clasped his nose (two places) and snarled his teeth as he removed Kakashi's face.

"You've been stuck for a while. Our country. Mercenaries end up being money. Become a better paying country. The idea of leaving the defense to those people is already down there."

"Shut up! Don't talk country to you filthy murderer!!

"You've been dragged through the mercenaries by strange neighbors, and you're running out of personnel to guard the entire border. I can't do it. The Lynn Federation starves, weakens, and makes people work hard with duty and punishment, but the rest of the country is trying to earn as much wealth and freedom as they could if they worked, so that they can get the sperm out of themselves. That would be a mistake. We'll lose mercenaries."

Kakashi's face groans in Straw's hand. The darkness in his orbit (cancer) stared darkly at Weiss.

"- The collapse had already begun. Because the stupid, inferior system lasted hundreds, thousands of years, and that's next year, next month... no, it's not a guarantee that it'll survive tomorrow. It just so happens that I'm turning around now. Neither the third Lecht nor the twenty-fifth Strawman are responsible for the collapse of the nation.

You're the culprits. The history of the federal government and its dogs, which have accumulated human suffering and misfortune until the country is stuck. You guys don't want to admit it, so you're blaming me for the country mess and desperately trying to kill me, right? So when it's all worked out, you're trying to guess, right?

"... hi..."

Weiss tried to say something with his trembling lips. But the words were erased by Straw's shitty laughter (this way), which wore Kakashi's face deeply.

"I'm so sorry, I can't even cry! If you're not like me, you're desperate for a man to take all the blame for the Federation! In a sinking mud boat, you're trying to get a teenager to take the blame for the sinking! You guys are coming all the way over Weiss for that!! Over and over again, until I get busted!!

Straw laughed out loud as he sounded all over the street, without any foretaste, waving his bloodless sword down on Weiss.

The blade is buried at the base of the neck, and the meat is dug up and the blood vessels are dug up. Sprayed blood and peeled off his white eyes. To Kweiss, Straw drew his dark eyes (yep) and whispered.

"You said this was war. Fine, I'll give you a ride. You federations will collapse, or I will fuck you up. It's better to survive a long day.... I'll kill dozens or hundreds of people until I get the results. I'll sink the Federation with your blood."

Straw pierces Neruweis's body over and over again.

The scattered blood was caught in delight by the flying beard, and the bright red lines were engraved into the universe.