Hitsugi no Maou

Eighty-Two Stories: The First Edition of Shinto

Going around the prison gate, Sabitoga turned her gaze toward the red roof of the rear palace, which floated in the rain.

Both the prison and the rear palace are set up (already) in the vast royal palace grounds as important facilities symbolizing the King's authority in Purge Guna.

Sometimes the neck of a major criminal who had just been executed was only applied with minimal neck makeup and delivered to the queen of scary things in the rear palace.

The king's spouse and his candidates, the world's most beautiful women and their equivalents, are the only ones who can enter and exit the garden that has been pushed in, if they are boys, the king and the prince, and the magicians who cut off their male roots (cancer). Exceptionally, an executioner who has been summoned by a spouse or royal princess also joins this.

All women in the rear palace are in a position to wait for the king's 'gesture', and should be kept away from the men of the dead, but the problem does not arise if they are put in the rear palace only to the executioner, who does not hold a woman, or to the executioner, who is a gesture of strict law. That was the royal idea of this country.

But Sabitoga knew that more than half of the five hundred women in the rear palace were in love with the eunuchs and had already had an unclean relationship.

The sheriff who abandoned his life as a man (Cancer) nevertheless put his hands on the women owned by his master and committed a terrible felony (O.K.) because the love of the women who sought them was so fervent.

And the responsibility for doing so lay with the king himself, the lord of the rear palace, who was nothing else.

Having already left the world, the Predecessor loved so much the act of being able to welcome the Queen to the end of a devotional love that concealed her identity, more than the woman who was originally in the enclosure of the rear palace, who still felt happy to find her own beauty in the field.

Thus the queen, who has come to be loved, without exception reaches the summit of happiness, sitting in the most privileged chair (chair) in the rear palace, giving birth to a prince.

The preference of the sweet (kambi) king, who also had great dreams and yearnings (ako) for the women of the private sector, gave them deadly despair when they were put into the backhouse without love.

The king, who showed no interest in the palace, desperately grinded beauty in order to be the queen of the queen, and trampled on the efforts of the women who continued to encourage her in knowledge and skill.

Surrounded by the authority of the kingdom, I will give you a young self, not looked upon by the king, but taken the seat of the Lady of Petition by a woman "outside" who is unknown to any horsebone.

Five hundred grudges filled the backhouse, and hunger for affection became a passion, and was directed against a man other than the king. That was the reason for the iniquity of the women and the eunuchs.

While the king perceived the situation, he did not try to solve it in any way due to hindsight. The palace turned into a sweep of smelly emotions and desires, losing its original sanctuary.

Every time Sabitoga called upon the spouses and Prince Shibki to go to the rear house, he was stopped many times by the lower queens, and he was wronged with surprisingly frank words.

Luring an executioner into a room is not the same meaning or seriousness as bringing in an officer. If we are to commit injustice at the mercy of the law, even a woman in the rear house may be put on the execution bench.

But the junior queens said, "It's time to keep your mouth shut." If you want to be touched by a real man instead of a cop, you can die, and yes, you can smile with a smile that's not so backwards as to be relieved.

Sabitoga kept those women on her sleeves (so) and kept missing them. No matter how beautiful and cute they were invited, they felt nothing but pity.

I don't even bother to snitch on the blur (...) who worked outrageous on them and urge them to order me to execute them. If there's someone to blame, it's him.

The lower queens and Sabitoga were alike. He was the victim of the same fool king.

Sabitoga searches for the shadows of her enemies in her dark vision as she heads into the rain to the rear palace. In addition to guards capable of carrying night lights, the Royal Palace has ambushes that dive (hissing) onto the site without lightning.

A handful of elite, so to speak, 'ninjas', but they could have turned to Sabitoga's enemies too if they hadn't taken control of the mittens.

Sabitoga runs between rain and shadow, wary of all the threats that may appear. We stayed away from the lights and chose a safe path even if we made some roundabouts.

Once upside down in the cold rain, her legs start to tremble again. He stretched his muscles (zippers) carefully and took a break, eventually reaching by the red roof.

There is a moat (dust) running around the rear palace, and it takes three bridges. On the west side, picking the most invisible bridge from the royal palace and approaching it, a figure was seen in the woods of the wooden lotus (also giving me) in front of the bridge.

Sabitoga narrows her eyes, kills her footsteps and approaches her. Blocked and caught his opponent's mouth and hips in the shade of a tree from behind.

Pour your voice into the headscarf of your shivering opponent.

"It's me. I kept you waiting all day, but I did what I asked."

A woman came back with a round eye like a cat. Immediately freed, Sabitoga leans next to her (quite) and continues her voice staring at the bridge.

"What are you waiting for?

"... I bought a Mitten guard in the backyard. The door across the bridge will only open for a few hundred years from the moment the sun changes."

"So you're saying the return is closed?"

"I didn't need to go home."

"A few more hours until the day changes. You have enough time to prepare your body and mind."