Hitsugi no Maou

I hear a clap of thunder.

I hear noisy instruments and shouting Hail in a shitty tone.

Smiling folk like pasted. SS thrusting a frivolous weapon into the sky.

Sabitoga pulls away the fine white skin of the women who had stuck together just before her departure.

They whispered "no intention" with their fingers in remnants of Sabitoga's blocked scar.

The days of depression (depression) in the Royal Palace nevertheless healed (no) Sabitoga's wounds and restored her full health. The sound of the applause is even louder as we creep through the castle gate with our feet covered in flesh that is just chopped.

From the red roof of the rear palace, I felt the gaze of the ghost princess. I felt in the frenzied masses a vague shadow of a ninja.

Signs of Sabitoga and deeply involved people send nothing to the people who smile and despair. That was nice and spicy for Sabitoga.

Beliefs and logic that I should have desperately had were no longer even understandable to me. What was it that I truly wanted to protect when I gave in to Mittens? What was not to give way?

Is this decision correct? Are you unjustly hurting anyone but yourself?

If Shibki knew, what would he look like fulfilling it?

Sabitoga didn't know anything anymore.

"His Majesty King Mitten! I'm afraid there are many things I'd like to dedicate on this good day!

Someone faithful to him comes to Mitten, who stands alongside Sabitoga at the castle gate, with a mesmerizing smile.

Mitten raises one eyebrow and asks "something". And the faithful deepened their smiles, and pointed to the evil armor of their servants.

"It is the armor of 'Orihalcon (Brass (Shinchu)', retrieved from the West! If you become the executioner of the golden Mittens, you will challenge the Island of Demons with this armor, but it will be a painting! This feather cape, which has been put together in armor, also stands for" Phoenix "dyed rainbow with a special dye…"

"Don't do anything extra!!

And they that are drunk shall immediately lie flat like frogs.

Mitten let Sabitoga squeeze her chin to ask for her consent as she shrugged her thrown brass armor.

"To wear such a thing to you, the symbol of my fear. (Neishin) (a minister flattered by his lord) thinks a lot. I'll give you a hundred beats."

……

"Whoa, prudence in the death penalty, that was it. It's a hassle.... Your outfit is determined by Hannah. Black and dark birds are the form of the executioner."

When Mitten raises his hand, his guards bring in the costume of the executioner.

Mitten grinned as she rubbed the head of her nose into the protective equipment and the rust that gave her gaze while wearing the ceramic jawbone.

"There was only one left in the treasure trove of the royal palace. They say it was used by the best royal executioner of all time, Count Hisma. The cloak was hurting, so I let him inherit his new feathers."

"If it wasn't for you, I'd be afraid."

"I'll give you back the execution spear and Siddow's sword, too. All the shadows of the historical executioners disappear to the island of the devil, Sabitoga."

Then Mitten laughed with joy. "I've finally remembered your name," he said, distorting his dark eyes.

"I didn't know your name because I wasn't interested in it, but because I didn't always look out for you from behind. I didn't even want to know the name of Reaper. But now I can speak and remember it in the name of my servant without making any mistake.

I've overcome my fears. "

Sabitoga held the execution spear and finally saw Mitten's face directly in front of him as he received the luggage bags and gold pockets offered by the guards.

As always, the Dark Lord, who made this (ha) trace of a woman's kiss in her face, smiles vividly at the appearance (kao) of Sabitoga's reaper.

... for a moment. Only for a moment, I almost threw up words of sympathy on Mitten.

Or I almost apologized for not realizing your suffering and for not being sorry.

But Sabitoga quickly reconsiders how frivolous and cruel it is.

In the end Sabitoga left Mitten just saying "goodbye".

Mitten seemed very satisfied.

Hail Thunder applause. Noisy instrument sounds. A group of voices shouting Hail.

The sound of dignity being lost from the country. The sound of dignity begins and disappears into the void.

Sabitoga walked the capital by herself, leaving many to guard and eventually leaving her country.

He took the watchman's 'grass' and set out on a lonely death journey.

Please, everyone, please.

In the Dark Ages, with the light of the famous Sibuki.

In my chest, dropping prayers like lead (nagging).

To the magic, he fell.