Hitsugi no Maou

There is a rain coming from the ceiling.

The sound of water from a distant roof penetrates loosely into the ever-popular room.

Sabitoga dropped one pulling groan as she repeatedly breathed rough in the group of corpses.

There are sword wounds all over Udai. Even though it was a cut, it had a fever like a burn.

At the entrance to the rear palace, and I didn't expect to be so negatively wounded by enemies other than the ninja. If Mitten's SS was so composed only of shameless bastards, he could have killed everything intact.

intact. The moment Sabitoga put the word on her thought, she looked back at the main door with her face distorted (yu).

Beyond the guards' bodies, Quina's body is there. With a hole in her chest, she is half-opening her lips like a wooden lotus flower toward the sound of rain.

I wanted to fix her death. I sincerely wanted to carry him somewhere soft instead of on a hard floor and at least wipe (f) his face wet in blood.

But her memory, engraved in the back of her brain, Sabitoga's understanding of Quina's personality denies the act. What she really wanted was bright white.

We don't have time for this. The sound of rain all over the world didn't necessarily scratch out the sound of battle.

I had to leave this place before a new recruit arrived. I had to rescue the prince as soon as possible.

Sabitoga waves a bone saw, pays off the human flesh stuffed (one) in the blade of the whale bone and flies straight to the corridor behind the room.

The pain and emotion of crawling all over your body, abandon everything and move on.

That was the only direction the dead could take.

of the corridor of the rear palace, the cypress (hikiki) floor. Wall with vermilion paint and golden powder colors.

The lights (or lights) placed in the crystal vessels rise up slightly as the landscape takes in the plum grove as a courtyard.

Sabitoga searched for the appearance of the enemy in the dark as she proceeded with her bloody shoes (creases). The rear palace is inherently a place where there is no prohibition on men other than royalty, no stuffing for guards or access for ninjas, but it was known by the emergence of the Udais that the mittens destroyed the custom.

He must not be diving with weapons to imprison other princes or princesses. It is difficult to believe that the Udais are responsible for having to leave the rear palace every time an execution is carried out.

Behind the rear of the palace, many more enemies are under control. Sabitoga carefully moves forward by holding on to the bone saw so that he can kill the opponent at the moment of the sight of the enemy.

Hua (Ha) Ya, but the corridor through history occasionally screams at the weight of Sabitoga, making it impossible to erase the signs. A hallway lined with a number of small rooms without lights. I didn't know where or who was listening.

The corridor is huge and branches into the bedrooms of the two-story, three-story senior queens.

Having Prince Shibki is probably any of those bedrooms. He must be imprisoned with his mother on the top floor of the rear palace.

Which building? Sabitoga quickly ascertains the shadow of the bedroom floating in rainy weather.

"That."

For a moment. A voice flew in from my left hand in a flash of gap (suki) pointing my gaze at the sky.

As he wields the bone saw, the Lord of the Voice raises his voice on his nose again, "That".

It was Sabitoga's junior queen who opened the small room door and gave her a peek at her face. Sabitoga accidentally lowers the bone saw to the person who instantly (again) makes his eyes look like a deer, and looks down small (also gives me).

"Lady Kahina, disrespect me."

"You're here, Sabitoga. Finally, you're here."

From behind the lower queen, who grinned, a group of signs suddenly rose.

In front of Sabitoga, a door decorated with gold flour begins to fly. A door that blushes Sabitoga's shoulders and falls noisily into the courtyard. Dozens of white, thin arms stretched out on Sabitoga's eyes opening.

"I thought you'd come. Always, always, when you respond to the invitation - when you come to hold me this rusty self -"

In the darkness of the room, the flaming faces of the lower queens emerge as if they were dead. Sabitoga was dragged to the floor with a stunned voice in her arms grabbing her clothes and body with tremendous force like a beggar for food.

"Ko, this is...! What the fuck!

"Don't you know, Sabitoga. This palace is no longer the nest of beasts."

"Now that His Majesty has left this life, and even the system of the country has collapsed, no value will be recognized by the lower queen, who did not get us any help"

"Master Mitten, we're not interested in the old queen."

"Sooner or later you will be disposed of for your iniquity with the eunuchs, or you will give (Occasionally) martyrdom as a companion to the king's Yellow Springs journey... How dare you show up about this before the woman in the rear palace who can't read the hearts of the tyrant Mittens and dreads them every day, Lord Executioner!

When I thought it was bad, the doors of the other small rooms opened one after the other, and the concubines who caused my clothes to be messed up were shouting and popping up.

The ladies, who carved the colors of a tremendous fanaticism (today) on their neat faces, arrive to kill.

Such was the likeness of the female beast (Arisama), as they themselves said.

The rear palace had fallen into a demon cave after the days of the king.