◇[Sword Tiger Corps - Phos]◇
The Sword and Tiger Army led the Holy Body Army and invaded as they headed south.
There is no contact or contact from Zela Emperor or Oyamada.
The Sword Tigers had just dropped one of the towns.
The Imperial City was approaching.
It was raining lightly.
The sun is falling and it is completely dark around here.
A damp and uncomfortable night strokes my cheeks.
A hooded Union arrives at Foss, the deputy commander in command at the frontline.
"Oh, Euon."
Hello, Foss-san.
Silence.
Phos looks at the city at night, when all but the Holy Body is gone.
Euon lowers his gaze.
"What we did this time... even if we win against Mira, the name of the Sword Tiger Corps will always be inscribed in the memories of Mira's people in a bad way."
"... I'm ready." Lili, me too. Euon... if that bothers you, I won't say anything bad-- "
"Wait, Mr. Foss." I won't get out. No matter what, I decided to follow the Commander. I know that, everyone. "
Hmph, a loosely prepared Union.
"We are now being held hostage by our families and allies." And they have nothing to do with us... even the Commander has no choice but to protect them. Be prepared to be stigmatized by Mira. "
This operation.
I was instructed to show off the Sword Tiger Corps.
No, but the name of the Sword Tiger Corps was supposed to be in the ears of Mira's people.
"Never mind, Union." Globally, most people think that Mira, who started the war at this time of year, is bad. Well, I think there's something about the goddess too... anyway, like you said, we'll talk about Lili. Either way-- "
Foss's lantern illuminates the sacred body as it stands in a slightly forward leaning position.
"They're creeps. Once you've completed our orders, you'll be on standby. And I don't react much to my words. Whoever screams nearby, screams and screams, but doesn't even react without instructions. This one-sided communication, so to speak... thank you."
It's creepy.
If it wasn't for someone from the Sword Tiger Corps who gave the instructions, I would be with the Woody Boy.
Doesn't respond to thunder.
Also, I don't think I can handle instructions that are too complicated.
We must give simple and easy-to-understand instructions.
The Holy Faction is convenient, but if the command tower is destroyed, it's useless.
"I see. Soldiers who don't need food or sleep... it's convenient, but it's hard to hold the emotions of those you're fighting with."
"How to die."
Well, and the union overlooking the two sacred bodies that are dying nearby.
Cloudy rainwater melts into the ground.
The body fluid of the sacrament is white.
If you shed too much of this, you're going to die just like a man's loss of blood.
And at the same time that the sacrament dies, something very similar to a white wing bursts out of my eyes.
This seems to be the death signal.
Another creepy question is whether there is some common action on the verge of being cut off.
Trying to hold hands with each other.
I don't know what the purpose is.
I don't know if it means anything.
However, an individual who seems to be dying wants to join hands with other sacred bodies.
Slowly... your arms are slender, and you're trying to get your hands together.
Silently.
"I don't know how to do it, but it's hard for me to do it"
"There is also the anxiety of suddenly peeling our fangs." After all, it's that Zela Emperor who is supposed to obey orders, isn't it? "
"... that Zela Emperor himself smells terrible." The former Emperor Mira, who should be dead by the end of his life, is living by the power of God? Damn, that's ridiculous... is it even permissible for the Divine Clan to do that? "
Well, why was the name "Exile Emperor"?
"Didn't you tell the goddess that you wanted to transfer the kingdom to the king of the Aryans?" Mira's first Falken Emperor and the second generation of Dot Emperor...... Emperor Zela said that the curse of the two emperors had to be lifted. Then, I felt like I was deprived of the emperor's seat by the second imperial successor and the three reigning emperors, and Mira was banished...... even if I had the knowledge to the extent that I had bitten history...... "
"Foss-oh, was there also Euon?" Can I have a minute? "
"What's the matter, Mr. Big?"
Big, wet by the sudden rain, threw out his hood.
"A group of golden-eyed monsters are heading this way." It could be the monsters that Emperor Zela had turned into. Once we get together, they'll take care of it. "
"Unlike the Exile Emperor, we can't increase the Holy Body." I don't want to reduce the number of sacred bodies as much as I can in the future... so we should do the flock. But now, it feels much easier to do monsters. "
"You're right, Eun-soo." Okay, Phos? "
"All right, I'll give instructions to this sacred body and catch up with you later."
Big and the Union disappear into the rain.
Foss instructed us to gather the sacraments around here in one place.
Somebody!
It's a voice.
From a nearby house.
"Somebody help me... dad!"
The sad voice of a young man.
"Come on, Taram! They'll find us!" I'm fine! You need to get out of here! "
A thick voice continued.
I don't feel young because of the tone of my voice.
"No, I don't want to!" Absolutely not! You can't abandon your father! At least get this out of my way...! Damn it... no! So, is anyone... is anyone here?! Help... ghh... please, that's why! "
"Stop it, Taram! Please, run!"
"No! I definitely don't want to, ahhhhhhh! I'm not giving up! * giggle *... damn it! Get up, get up!
-That tilted house?
(The damage at the time of the raid caused the furniture or something to collapse, and my father fell to the ground......)
Phos analyzed the situation that way, but he thought.
It could be a trap.
Mira's enemies were trying to lure her out.
Impossible.
But Foss was pointing his legs at you.
We can't just abandon him.
You can't take the Holy Body with you.
It just scares the shit out of me.
Foss' legs aim at a building where voices are heard.
While holding the conflict, she gritted her teeth as she walked with her big thighs.
(... at least you want to sacrifice yourself for attacking the city, I suppose)
Before I could sort out my wobbly feelings, I realized that I was already stepping indoors.
I didn't even call in before I got in.
Normal shallow behavior.
Also, try to avoid acting alone if you are too far away from your companions.
Even the Sword Tiger Army broke its policy.
The rain was gaining momentum.
Kaa, lightning flashes outside the window.
I walked along with my sword in my hand and saw how it was.
The cry for help stopped.
"... hey, I'm here to help you."
I haven't heard back.
The dark indoors are quiet.
Illuminate the front with a lantern.
There's no sign of anybody.
"Where are you?" I'm here to help you. "
I called out a little louder, but there was still no reply.
Foss was ashamed of his shortness.
Is it still a trap?
Or... "
Have you been alerted to the attackers who attacked the city and lurked your breath?
“If you need help, just tell me! Don't worry, I won't do you any harm! Even if you raid, most of the people in this town are already evacuated and should be safe...!"
I tried calling out more loudly.
"But as expected, I haven't heard back..."
At that time, the rain outside suddenly weakened in momentum.
Step on the wooden floor and enter the next room.
A rattling sound of a floorboard echoed.
Don't listen to small footsteps like this.
Anyone who approaches can tell by signs and sounds.
The weather took the shape of Foss's side.
It's all right.
No problem.
……………………
There's something here.
I'm (...) I'm (...).
Close (...) to (...).
The feeling that your body temperature is falling rapidly...
Where is it?
Where are you?
I don't know.
The location of the sign is good.
Listening while pushing in the unpleasant impatience.
No sound...
/(adv-to) (on-mim) flutter
Foss stopped his leg.
…………………………………… overhead?
――――――――
Upper (...)?
Are you up there?
But why?
Isn't this the ceiling?
Is there even a hidden attic?
Shallow breathing sounds--that's your breathing.
"Other than that, I can't hear you..."
Is the sound of something breathing down there so small that the faint sound of rain can dampen it?
... hah, hah, hah...
Your own short breathing sounds.
Short.
Short.
... my breath is white.
A garment that sucks rain.
It's cold.
Trembling.
It's like winter.
(...) up. (...)
... what are you doing?
You're not going to set me up?
Why didn't you set me up?
Oh, no.
Actually, maybe there's nothing there.
Isn't it just assuming that you are, out of extreme tension?
Or even the voice of his father and son.
It may have been a hallucination that came from a deep sense of guilt.
I want a chance to sin.
I may have unconsciously thought so, but...
(...) (...) or (...)
I'm here.
I'm here.
"There must be..."
... hah, hahaha, hahaha, hahahaha...
The interval between breaths is getting shorter and shorter.
... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...
Shit, shit.
I have to check.
I don't know anything.
I have to observe.
Nothing.
Damn it!
Foss squeezed his courage and looked up at the ceiling.
In the darkness...
Eyes.
Red (...), white (...), red (...), red (...)
Gah
Dosa