Hitsugi no Maou

The lonely darkness crossing lasted until the scent of liquor bathed by the ghost princess and the smell of the ninja's gunpowder smoke (sohn) was completely scattered in the wind.

As Sabitoga steps on the last roof tile, she begins to convey only a few scaffoldings across the outer walls of her western bedroom. Place your belly on the wall perfectly so that the wind does not peel (ha) and move forward like a yamori. That's how when I got to just below the terrace, I grabbed the roots of the railings and pulled my body up all at once.

He manages to roll into the floor of the terrace, sweating cold on a railing that makes a sound. He rubbed his jawbone against a wet (not) cypress (hikiki), making sure there was no enemy shadow in his sight before waking himself up.

The western bedroom terrace is open with rain doors and rainstorms blowing into the dark tatami room. Sneaking in the footsteps, there was a metal light on the back of the rain door.

A few dozen mediocre swords were poking at the tatami with their bodies. When pulled out, the carefully oiled blade tip reflects the light of the small crystal lamp that was (both) deep inside the tatami room.

Has the ninja left me? Sabitoga felt a sense of reliability and helplessness in the sensation of a legitimate weapon to be handed to her for the first time tonight.

It was too sad that those who embraced the same fatherland divided themselves into enemy allies for the coup d 'état caused by evil men and all fools, and could only hold hands in this way. It's not just about ninjas and ghost princesses. Sabitoga and the Udai who killed each other, as well as the anti-mittens generals and folk grass who were killed in Sabitoga's unknowns, should have been compatriots who should have shouldered together and confronted the injustice of the times.

Everyone just tried to live their lives. I wanted to protect what was important to me and live like myself.

But I couldn't do it. That's all that just didn't come true for a rare evil lord named Mitten, the Demon King.

For just one, evil man.

Sabitoga clenched the black patterned thread (and grabbed it) of the knife and walked to the crystal light in the tatami room.

The crystal lights are opening right next door, slightly floating the slab doors and the hallway floor behind them.

Sabitoga's chest was lit with a blackening flame of intent to kill.

If, after having fulfilled his purpose, he had an unknown life.

Slash and kill your enemies with all the remaining flesh and head to the centre of this country.

Let's take Mitten the Demon King's neck.

Sabitoga took an oath to her heart silently, carrying her demonic form (becoming) to the back of the hallway.