Hyaku Ma No Aruji

Celias-Blood-Mouseg stared at the crushed meat mass under his eyes, sitting deep on the throne.

In the middle I can see the torn rugged snake of my body creeping vainly beside the meat mass.

I thought it was healthy, like every other person.

"Your Highness, the secret art of the Water Emperor..."

"'Seen'. After all, it is very similar to the" Crimson Flame of Life "of the Flaming Emperor. Theory may not be usable, but it requires intrinsic spermatozoa. Probably" Vital Force Magnets ". - There is a theory that the Fire Emperor and the Water Emperor were sisters and brothers, but perhaps it was true."

"So, is Ruru's Water for Life off?"

"I don't know how to produce vitamins. Perhaps this girl wouldn't have broken her mouth even if she was dead that much either. He seemed ready to get to the point where he was deprived of the secret surgery ceremony, but at the heart of it, he protected it. - A woman who could have wasted it."

Celias peeled his hood off on the throne.

The gray hair dances saggily.

"Fair enough." The Left Arm of the Evil God (Animus) "worked well. Let's make it a first harvest."

Celias glanced at the huge black arm stretching out of the 'hole in space' in the upper left corner and said.

Immediately afterwards, the wrath (mania) pulls his arms back into the hole in the space.

It was as if it was moving willingly in itself.

Furthermore, Celias puts up his left arm, which was hidden in his cape, and takes it seriously.

"You're a creepy arm while I'm at it"

Celias' left arm was black.

A tremendous amount of surgical language is engraved, which is pale and bright.

That didn't look like a person's arm at least.

"Do you know where your right arm is?

Celias asks Mikhail, who had a surprised look at that arm as well.

"No, we don't have any information yet. The one on that left arm also just found it miraculously put on a black auction..."

"Look for as many parts as you can. The body of the Evil God becomes a weapon. The power of the oldest evil demon king, said to have become the worst monster of all time, shines only in times of war"

"... Your Highness, I'm a bad god, but I care about my eyes."

Then Mikhail rarely answered Serious's question and asked the other way around.

Mikhail was looking into the blue stained Celias eyes.

"'This'?... don't guide me, Mihai. These eyes familiarize me well. I didn't take this away from you."

Celias gently stroked both eyelids with her right hand still keeping her skin tone.

When Celias opened her eyes again, her blue eyes had a surgical pattern.

"You don't have to burn in the eyes of the god of surgery anymore."

The surgical pattern was very similar to Merea's "Devil's Eye of the Surgical God" pattern.

"Clean that up. I don't need it anymore."

"Your Highness, may I have the eagle?"

It was Necroa-Belzerut, the [Reaper], not Mihai, who answered Celias' question.

Even as Necroa begins to smell blood, it looks fun without changing a single complexion.

"Whatever you want."

"Thank you"

Necroa gave a deep salute and went down the throne stairs.

According to the side of the meat mass, I draw the surgical ceremony with one hand to call that emerald spiritual skeleton.

The skeletons that appeared successively picked up the bodies of the "Water Emperor", one by one, which became a meat mass.

"It's a creepy sight. Reminds me of the abominable Dead Body Pickup (Azar) of the Forest of Corruption."

I threw up while Mihai looked at the sight and looked up at it.

"" Carcass Pickup (Azar) "? Some of those aliens could be a force of war."

"Your Highness, please joke. That's in human form, but the essence is something completely different. He's an inferior creature who doesn't even understand human language."

"That's why it's okay. I don't think about anything extra. They just devour corpses. Or something that's about to become a corpse. It may be unquestionably useful to refer to the exhausted power of an enemy."

"It involves Mooseg's character."

"Haha, you've rarely shown a clear intention of denial in my opinion, Mihai. So you don't like it so much."

Mikhail nagged with one evil looking face.

"- I know. I haven't thrown away so much character yet either. That's right, I'm sorry about the Dark War Era dance. If the battle goes disorderly, it will be counterproductive for Mooseg"

Celias told me, Mihai exhaled ho like she was in deep relief.

"Mikhail, if Necroa gets rid of that one, call the high-ranking martial officers. Have an" Operation Example "meeting"

"Happy birthday."

"I'm going to come up to my father after that. My father moves a lot this time, so we need to be better prepared. Prepare your outfits for the interview first. It's for me and you. I'll leave the choice to you."

"Yes, sir."

I can see Celias' outfit in a while.

These days he was not wearing royal clothes, all dressed up with an emphasis on ease of movement. Still, it was noble and jazzy enough, but it's still missing somewhere. In addition, I began to weave this hooded black cape well. I feel more like wearing that hood deep in my eyes and hiding my eyes and expression.

Together, Mihai stood by Celias' words.

In bouncing strides, we go down the stairs.

"... I guess you call me the Demon King. - Merea-Mere."

But when Mihai tried to pass by the meat chunks, I felt I could inadvertently hear those words smaller from Celias, a little, my heart heavier.