Hitsugi no Maou

Eighty-Eight Stories: The Udai Part II of Wreckage

The blade of the whale bone cuts the wind, grinding the shoulder tip of the Udai that flicks itself. The billord splashes fine, and the sword of the Kingsguard flies through its starchy black.

It is an orbit that eliminates any confusion that reminds me of Flying Swallow. Udai was a brilliant soldier at heart, intoxicated by Keshi's poison, which provided the effect of pain relief, sedation, and intoxication.

However, I think that Sabitoga was skinned with temple skin by the spike of a first-class product.

It doesn't matter how hard a warrior Udai is or whether he is a man of conscience or conscience to the extent that he needs Keshi poison to carry out his execution.

Even if a man who was only seriously on a Kingsguard mission every day was suddenly caught up in a coup d 'état and incorporated into Mitten's subordination without a reaction (no).

Even if they carry the role of executioners they don't even want, and they go to a living hell where they keep killing innocent people. Therefore, I saw my heart sick, and I affixed the poisonous arc of the three moons to my eyes.

Still, Sabitoga can't show sympathy or empathy for Udai. We must ensure that he is killed by no complete skin.

Without differing from the other enemies.

"This country... has made addicts, sinners, judge...!

Sabitoga grows as he slaps the back of the bone saw against the belly of the udai. On the unchanged third moon, the bone saw winds even harder.

"You killed a man drunk with poison!

"Can't you forgive that!? Back stab!!

Without even covering the broken abalone, Udai takes the bone saw with his sword. Sabitoga vomits a voice full of dark certainty in an intermission I don't know more than once.

"It's a trivial thing about our suffering."

There were signs that the three moons would tremble.

"At the end of our agony, at the end of our misery... it's not us..."

At the end of Sabitoga's vision, there was the only person in this room who did not dye his hands with the blood of others.

Is it convenient for us executioners to kill her?

I couldn't say it wasn't.

"I don't know."

Udai shook his voice only for a moment, with the eyes of the third moon.

"I don't know. Brothers."

Have you lost your mind? Udai, who called Sabitoga his brother, but shortly afterwards deepened the third moon with his eyelids torn apart, and struck his knees into Sabitoga's belly.

With his breath stuffed, Sabitoga pushes and retracts the Udai, which stands on one leg, and begins. Udai, rolling down the floor, rebuilt himself using a spring all over his body, as if he were a fish rising to land (or so), letting his sword tip dance.

Whether a broken abalone stabbed him in the gut or blood from the infant's jawbone. Udai laughs all over the blood reflex. A broken spirit, my heart, sparks the voice of crazy emotions.

"The Kingsguard Udai will also drop Flying Swallow! My sword is purge gna light! I've protected many with this sword! And they took it away!!

A flashing series of attacks like words strikes Sabitoga. While preventing it with a bone saw, or losing it (there), Sabitoga avoids even only deep (with a fudge) and is chopped up all over her body.

If I hadn't been poisoned, this sword would be even more ill. But that's the same for Sabitoga. Sabitoga does not hold the sword itself.

It wasn't anyone's fault that the two of them couldn't confront each other as swordsmen.

"The earlier Influence Mages did not even speak their names"

Sabitoga swung a bone saw on Udai's chest as she stepped forward with the sharpest flash.

A blade-like three sun moon trembles with the sound of meat grinding.

But I remember your name, Udai.

On the blade of the bone saw, the infant's jawbone and the skin from Udai's throat to his nose snapped.

Udai, who shredded (so) the lower half of his face, is no longer exposed to his own jawbone.

"You are definitely a Kingsguard.... I don't need an executioner's cheek (membo)! Die face-to-face!!

Sabitoga waves the blade of the bone saw all over her body. The moment I got my throat pulled by a stubborn whale bone, I felt the three moons of Udai were only a few, loose.

Udai of wreckage. But Udai the Kingsguard.

He never once called himself a SS.

Did his flashing sword finally make him feel proud of himself, even as much as dust?

Sabitoga didn't know.

I couldn't even tell.