Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

Led by several martial arts officers through the dim basement, a magnificent man of no less stature and a young man of mid 20 killed his breath and continued to run as fast as he could.

"Hurry up, Your Majesty, if we can get out of here, we can get out to the mountain hut outside the capital. After that, hide yourself in the presence of the Duke of Baldi and, with the help of the Empire or the Holy King, sweep away the rebels and the monsters from the country."

"Wow, I know. What would give this country to such demons and traitors? Make sure you get it back with the rest of your hands!

A man of magnificent age - not looking bad, but somewhat lacking in hegemony - murmured so abominably with his little box in his arms looking important.

"Of course, Father. Let me show you who this country belongs to. Nevertheless, it is the people who are angry with the demons for more! I didn't expect you to blame us and turn us into thugs while singing about your rich life in your father's reign - those ungrateful fireplace thieves!

The youngster was burning more blatantly, a flame of bitter resentment in his eyes.

"Exactly. Fortunately, only a limited number of non-royal people know this passage exists. I also blocked the entrance and exit on the castle side, so I thought I'd feel safe first."

In the words of the samurai, the man - the present king of the kingdom of Amitia - gave a hesitant expression for a moment.

"... but the royal palace still had sons, daughters, and queens."

"I have to. Walk with them and they'll be visible, and it'll take time to get out. But the kingdom of Amitia is safe with the father of the present king and the next king, me, and more importantly, the kingdom of Amitia. They are royalty, too, and sacrifice will be ready."

In a resolute tone, the young man - made first prince, told by his next first son in the right to inherit the throne, the king opened his eyes and silenced himself in the small box in his hand.

And, as soon as that happened, there was a lovely clapping noise in the basement where only their footsteps could stand.

"- Hey, what guy?!"

We stopped in a hurry, pulled out our swords and clapped in the direction - together we turned back to the darkness in the direction of progress.

Eventually, within the confines of the light of the cantera they hold - which is quite bright because it is not a candle, but a magical light - a girl, dressed in a luxurious black dress with roses, with a figure that remains unobtrusive yet terribly beautiful, appeared with a swordsman equipped with red armor and a mask (mask) on the top half of her face.

To too many out of place intruders, for a moment, isn't this a ghost or a spirit? and doubts arose in the minds of all, but the girl opened her mouth in a bright and hazy manner, without taking into account such a common perplexity.

"Nice and splendid. That's right, you're royal. You have to take responsibility. Naturally, you're prepared to do that, because you said so yourself."

That's what I said, put your arms together. Yeah, yeah, nod.

"Who are you?! Why are you in this place?!?"

After glancing at the first prince, who asked sharply, with a chilling glance for a moment, the girl bowed (Cartesy) with an elegant trick.

"My name is Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki), and I am the lord of Imperial Crimson, the demon kingdom. I'll be the first to see you all. - So, goodbye."

"Become... Why is Imperial Crimson taking this way out...?

Among the voiceless ones, the first prince drowned out the question.

"Come on? It won't make sense for you to know you're gone."

And the samurai, who remembered their part in the word, put up their swords, and slew them unto Scarlet Snow.

"Rare Man"

A red knight with a long sword pulled out stands in front of him and tries to intercept this.

Nevertheless, the narrow tunnels, the attacks carried out from multiple directions, will not be judged, yes, the martial officers who were convinced of their victory...

"Summer blizzard (Kasmivbuki)"

At the same time that a man called a rare man stepped in, his appearance seemed divisive in many ways, and at the same time the eyes of the martial officers were stunned to open.

"That move!!"

"Oh, you are -!?"

"No way, my lord..."

A moment of staggering. And at the same time as the rare walked out, the martial officers fell with no one left but blood smoke.

"Hi-no-no!!"

The rare man sighed and flashed his sword at the ugliness of the First Prince, who screamed without holding the sword and tried to escape from the spot without shame or hearsay.

"Lonely Moon"

The sword flashes cleaved the darkness, and something heavy sounded rolling.

Scarlet Snow shook her head, "Oh man," as she slipped back and couldn't move, approaching the position facing the king rather than just staying alone...

"What you're saying and what you're doing is falling apart. Even about Prince Achill. Attracting an outpatient consortium with our country? So what were your words just now, not the same thing as' empire or holy kingdom's hand '? That's what they call double standards."

But I guess the king hasn't heard those words. I sat down and offered him a small box I had in my hand,

"Ha, help me. No! I'll give you this national seal. Now this country belongs to Onusi. So please..."

Plead in tears.

Scarlet Snow raised her hands to the wind of soaking up with a look that was detoxified by the way it looked.

"I don't think it's going to matter what happens to the country with one of these judges. Well, if I give it to you later, Collard, can I use it for some sort of hatchet? I'll get it for now."

That's what I said, I kicked the little box up gently with my toes, caught it and stored it in my back pochette.

"... this, please, all the rest of your life"

From the king rubbing his forehead on the ground with that said, Scarlet Snow shifted his chilly and subtly bewildered gaze to a rare man, but shrugged his shoulders and sighed in the wind of 'I leave it to the princess'.

"I heard you were about to be a better person, but you know, you fell short of expectations... and no, it's pretty clean to go around and be so despicable. - This is definitely more valuable than a national seal."

I shudder my shoulders, doing a raw, warm gaze that blends disdain and disdain at the appearance of a king who trembles and repeats his life like every wow.

"Okay, it doesn't look like it's worth taking the lead on this one, and me and Imperial Crimson aren't gonna do anything about it."

"- Whoa, whoa...!!"

The king's face gleamed in hope at the words.

"... so I'll leave the rest to the people of this country. I'm going to take you to the square in front of the royal palace, so how will the people judge the rest... Well, you ruled the country with good governance and let the people sing abundant life, so they'll all be happy to accept you."

The king's face stains with despair in words equal to the ensuing death sentence, shaking his head to do no good and trying to back off the spot, but the rare man grabs his collar and tries to escape its hand by weeping and spitting like a wasting child.

"You can't look at it. - Tendai."

In response to that call, a particle of light flew from the chest of scarlet snow, gathered beside it and turned it into a golden knight.

"- Yes, are you calling, Princess?"

Towards the Heavenly Life of Praise,

"I'm sorry, but leave it in the square in front of the Royal Palace - oh, the exit seems blocked, so I don't mind bumping out where it's appropriate. Can you also explain to the citizens who are gathering together to make this happen?

Scarlet snow gives away a shivering king with the uneasiness and tone of asking for the beginning and end of raw garbage.

"Yes, sir."

Heavenly gives thanks again, replacing him with a rare man and grabbing his collar, pulling him aside unwrought.

"Yes, no then, uh, what else did you do? - Whoa!!!"

"I didn't do anything, so it's not the result?

That's how Scarlet Snow answered the king, who can't even hear him already, but disappeared across the tunnel, and did his gaze at the rare man who stood silently.

"... you didn't seem to notice until the end, neither the First Prince nor the King. Even my men noticed."

"... should I be happy or sad, it's a subtlety, but this is the result of it all"

The martial officers and the body of the first prince looked around the rolling underground passage, and the rare man answered it in a tone that did not matter, waving a long sword (Augustroke) in his hand, wiping the bloodshed and putting it in the sheath.

"Then I'll give this verdict to you, Collard. - Well, I don't think he likes it."

Scarlet Snow laughs in imagination of the sight.

"Then I'll be ready for the wild in the meantime."

"Hmm, well, we've cleared up 90% of the way over here, and you just need to take your time."

The rare man, who nodded silently, proceeded straight to the royal palace, and Scarlet Snow, who dropped it off, turned himself over and began to return the way he had originally come.