Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"Is there anything left to say"

"... Shit, the demon king who belongs to the League of Demon Kings is always a bummer."

"I had to be a bucket of stuff. Because of you, Moosegs."

Two voices were echoing in the back alley of Aios.

"Having put our people in our hands, we deserve to die. Having laid hands on the families of our people is equally worthy of death."

It was a beauty dressed in a maid costume who counted sins like that with a cold voice that did not involve emotions.

"And it is worthy of the greatest great sin of all time that has grieved my Lord, that it is not enough to go to hell a million times"

Mariza-Catastrov.

The lady of the Lord the Demon King, who stubbornly refused to leave with Merea and eventually came all the way to Aios with her.

It was that Mooseg giant swordsman, Kaisel, who was still letting her kneel behind her feet in a shape that seemed to crush her head.

"You mean kill in the end."

"Yeah, that's the thing. It doesn't make sense to keep him alive."

"Well, you do. We met, we lost. So die. This is battlefield management."

There is a tremendous amount of blood on the ground where Kaisel lays low.

It's not that long.

Kaisel herself knew that.

"Is it painful"

"Well, that's painful"

"Really?"

"Just ask."

"I would have liked you to suffer more, if possible"

Marisa's words are harsh at any given time.

Whether the expression was sober or calm, a number of poisons that did not resemble its appearance were a true representation of her frustrating, boiling rage.

"... ha, am I going to the same place as Vanessa in the end"

"In the heavenly realm of souls, watch Mooseg be overthrown at best"

"Ha."

Kaisel listened to Marisa and laughed with her nose like she didn't think.

"You guys beat the moozeg? That's an interesting joke."

……

"I can't. I can't take that one down on you guys."

That one.

The phrase was immediately replaced in Mariza by "Serias-Blood-Museg".

"I'm sure you guys left that one once. But it was all the culprits who couldn't hold their breath there. He went back to the castle after that battle and became Shura."

Since after that battle, Kaisel has seen Celias seek strength as if he were obsessed with something.

Paranoid.

Or madness.

What happens when what was originally blessed with an unparalleled gift seeks strength with obsession that deviates from the ordinary track from it?

"That one is pure. Therefore, no means are chosen. Now is the time to say, but surely he will not be fit to rule the country."

Kaisel laughs as she spits blood.

The expression on his face was strangely full of charity.

"I can't leave you alone. That one is surprisingly dangerous. Worship, there is that too. But there is a strange sense of purpose among the ministers around them that they want to protect and mercy His Highness as if he were their own children."

"Hard to understand."

I don't know.

"What does that mean?"

Marisa wrinkles between her brows.

It's a hard face to understand.

"I felt something similar from that (demon god) you guys call the Lord. It's similar, Your Highness and that demon god. And the thoughts of those who surround them are similar."

"That's an opinion to spit on."

Don't come with me, Mariza complained with her eyes.

"Either way, Your Highness and that demon god live in a different dimension from the ordinary man. In times of change, there are people who live in different dimensions from the time they are born."

When people feel it up close, they admire it.

Or get in the same mood as when you put God in front of you.

- Well, you're not.

"Hmm?"

"That one didn't live in a different dimension from birth. That one wasn't strong and vulgar from the start"

Marisa knows Melea's past.

Indeed, the way you are born is not normal.

But I wasn't on a mission to rise in time from birth.

Raised by the English Spirit.

But he was free.

The English spirits thought of it.

The mission concerning that untrained was not entrusted to him from their mouths.

"He chose the path by his will."

It was normal.

But Mizu chose the thorn path.

As a result, I went through bloody training to step into another dimension.

"You may be right when it comes to physical genius. But it is not only the flesh that prescribes man. Rather, it is that spirituality that defines the way a person is. So that one isn't the same as Celias-Blood-Mouseg. Because your Lord has not chosen anything."

……

Kaisel wanted to say a few words back.

What do you guys know?

- I don't know.

But Kaisel had something else to think about.

Fu, the face of Celias' father - now the emperor of Museg (Shair-Gra-Museg) - came to mind.

"Ha ha."

"Sounds like it's time for the limit."

"... fu... well, it wasn't a bad life"

I think she had something to say, but Kaisel stopped remembering it.

"At best, demon king."

"I don't have to be told."

"The longer we get back, the more irrational the world is and the more we intertwine humans. You Demon Kings are the best example of this."

……

"It's horrible to be human. I don't know why. I think so now."

……

"Oh...... the sky is white"

Kaisel squeezed his last force and defeated his body on his back.

See the sky.

The sky looked slightly white, even though it was night.

……

Kaisel closes his eyes.

Marisa realized it was a signal.

"Do you wish to die as just a human being"

……

Kaisel shook his head.

"I'm... to the end... of that... subordinate"

"... ok"

Mariza meditates her eyes.

And after thinking about something, I set up a dagger in my right hand.

"Good day, Mooseg warrior. I will kill you as an enemy."

The dagger is swung down.

Blood jumped.

The city of Aios has no bare hands to worry about, for example, the life that fell in the corner of the alley.

Just be done, but mark the hour with pieces.

"Why is war so - vain"

Mariza twinkles as she hesitates to feel it in her hand.

"It's horrible to be human. - Only to that word, return your consent."

Mariza muddles the blood bouncing on her white cheeks and returns her heels.

I looked up into the sky.

The night sky, which was supposed to be dark, was indeed covered in white light.

It comes down far from the sky - it was a surgical light.