Hitsugi no Maou

The carcass is shaken.

In the outer perimeter of the Devil's Island, in the thin columns of light plunged into the depressed (uh-huh) Buna Forest, the carcass of a dead (sardine) rat hangs out.

On the neck of the rat was a string (string) made of the skin of a bunna tree, and beneath its feet was one dried meat dough, mixed with the leaves of a pile of trees and rolled.

About four other wild rats have drifted away from the abandoned neck hanging trap. A mass of dead meat (heap), which also looks like some kind of fruit in the distance, seems to shake (yu) the silhouette to the faint tremors of the earth so badly that the moisture left in it falls to the ground.

Poop, poop. One shoe tip (Tsukishiki) received the water that descended on the pile of leaves.

A man's leather shoe (kawagutsu), wet by blood. The piss of a rat jumping (ha) on its surface still stained the bloody trousers.

"Thank you... I don't know who you are, but I'm grateful."

When the Lord of shoes and trousers twinkled so, he pulled the rat from the string (string) hanging exactly like a tree nut.

The neck bone of the rat is crushed and the ear is left in the ring (wax) of the string (string). The man who grips the small food reaches out to other mice that are further shaken (boiled) by his sight, and harvests the meat in a bumpy and unmade way.

Eventually, the man hugged all the mice into his arms, and fell into a large, tufted tree, and the fur was not peeled into the dead meat.

Blackened blood made a man's chest, or a chipped gut spilled out of his hand. Whenever my teeth tore my muscles, my dead rat's legs jumped (ha).

When the man eventually eats up the dizzying meat, he sets his teeth on the second one by throwing away the rat, which became only bone and skin. Once again, the feet of the eaten mice danced, and undigested food (soy sauce) spilled out of his little mouth.

The beast of the field and the rat-eating man blew something out slightly. The man overlays them with an even more pulling laugh as he spits off the mouse hair, small pieces of bone that stuck in his teeth.

"... oh my god... isn't that the same as that kid... eating covetous (mumbling) without even starting a fire... We have to live or die. Oh, we're all the same... we didn't have character or civility..."

Hiccup, hiccup, and a man holding his breath, laughing bitterly, took off the blubber and the rats in his hand. punching the trunk (miki) who had kept himself properly, spreading his shapely lips (chills) all ripped open and shouting out loud.

"- What a monster! What turned people into monsters! I made the tiny kid my eyeball enemy, and I made a fuss and chased him around, but he's the one! You Albert! You Terez! Muti! Ledge!! It's easy to get killed by a pirate!!

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The man folded his body into a lettering and groaned as he spit out the meat he had put in his stomach because of it.

Three days ago, when the bandits attacked him in the night forest, he was unilaterally slammed down, just like his people, and rolled to the ground as a loser.

He was torn through the middle of his back, removed his weapon, and tumbled down a hill full of tree leaves like a whole tooth. Though I thought they would stab him in the stomach right away - did the burglars think he'd already tailored him for shooting a machete (one of them) bath (ah), or seemed foolishly to give priority to pursuing the last prey, the Ledge, who was running around with his voice up?

The moment I felt the enemy's footsteps go away, all my thoughts were blown away by my desire for survival. Good thing the wound on his back wasn't fatal, he kept running desperately through the darkness until Ledge's voice stopped, jumping into the tree where he found it (...)... and then he just killed his breath and waited for the signs of the enemy to disappear.

Then he wanders all the way through the unpopular woods by himself.

Sticking to Buna's trunk (miki), the man stilled his heart in despair for a while as he was leafed by a purulent (bare) beaten back wound.

At the end of the sight (shake), the hanging string (string) of the rat's ear is swayed loosely, suggesting (shake) the only (when) comfortable destination left by the man.

My people, decent food, even my weapons are gone. Even as I wandered through these deep, dark woods any longer, I didn't think I'd let hope come to light.

Keeping up with the twitchy pain I stuck on my back was no longer the limit. I want to get easier right now. The man looked for a string (string) to hang (one), raised his face and did his eyes around him. Away from Buna's trunk (Miki), he stepped (F) and crushed the rat and took a few steps forward.

... a few steps. It's just a few steps. Just a few steps from where he decided to die, a sudden 'it' popped into the man's eyes.

The branch leaves of the trees happen to break off, and only one point of the clogged forest scenery continues far ahead. At a point like the hole in the needle, the man found something to move. I doubted my eyes for a moment for too much, but it was certainly a hairy, human head.

Far away, but there are humans at a distance that you can reach quickly if you run. I almost shouted unexpectedly, but the man immediately shut his mouth remembering the bandits who attacked him.

The shadow behind the sight is not one, if you look closely. Black, gold, red, and various colors of hair line up, plus iron helmets (kabu) and cloth hats mix with it to shake (yu) and move.

A line of people...... found at death. Is it fulfilling God's help or the devil's prank (prank)?

The ears of the man trembling on his knees echoed the hallucinations of his companions killed by the bandits because of their excitement. Don't give up hope if you try to chase him, and even more encouragement will fly from the back of your consciousness.

Don't give up. Go, Kennel- '

Hurry up.

That day, the voice of Ledge, who had left him in the dark, stabbed him in the back of his head with pain.

Man, Kennel walked out to the end of the scenery, taking off his shoes (crease) and killing his footsteps as he licked (nah) up his wet lips (creases) in the rat's blood with his tongue.