Orc Hero Story - Legend of Degree

Princess Silviana River V is the tenth princess of the Beast royal family.

The beast is prolific and the royal family is no exception.

Mother Leona River had had two births, giving birth to five children at a time and six at a second

Silviana came out of her stomach fifth at the second birth. It's the fifth of the sixth.

The place of birth was the battlefield.

Two years after the total annihilation of the child born in his first birth, he was not so blessed, even though he was a long-awaited baby.

At the time, at the height of Demon King Gedigz, the Beast was in a predicament, a situation that was not strange whenever it perished.

The number of ministers was only enough to count, and all the ministers just gave an uneasy look to the dark future of the newborn princess.

In that, there was only one person, blessed from the bottom of his heart.

Leto River.

Only the younger brother of Queen Leona was celebrating the birth of her niece, Princess Six.

When Princess Six was born, she already had no father.

Tyga River, the king's mate, had died in battle several times before the birth of the six princesses.

The childhood of Princess Six could not be said to have been happy in flattery.

Combat and defeat.

Anger and screaming.

There was never a day of peace.

Leto was such a brother to the Six Princesses.

Leto always protected the Six Princesses, and when the Six Princesses' intentions began, they began to be taught the skills and knowledge of battle.

Or, for those of them who don't know their fathers, they could have been considered fathers.

The six princesses, everyone admired, respected and admired Leto.

It would still be the 'recapture of the Holy Land' by Leto who applauded it.

Leto became "Leto the Brave," the last counter-attack play of the Beast clan to be told to future generations.

A handful of victories, victorious over the Seven Race Coalition when it was under Gedigz rule.

In that battle, Leto became a hero.

For the six princesses, he became the irreplaceable, greatest hero in the world.

Everyone at the time, who was only a young princess, dreamed that she would be Leto's daughter-in-law in the future.

Such dreams will be smashed one day.

The showdown of the Remium Highlands.

The brave Leto joined the death squad of Demon King Gedigz and died.

Six princesses and those who have survived a long war.

It was sad, but often I could give up that I had no choice but to die a battle of honor.

Fight bravely and feed those who defeat you.

For them to believe in the God of hunting, defeat is not a disgrace.

… if that was the battle death of honor.

The brave Leto was abandoned.

The most venerable being in the history of the Beast, like a miscellaneous soldier.

It couldn't have been forgiven.

The six princesses each polished their specialties and prepared for revenge.

Sooner or later, when we were on the battlefield, we swore to our hearts that we would kill Bash, the Orc warrior.

But without visiting the opportunity, the war was over.

Most princesses harvested that anger when the war ended.

First Princess Reese, from the standpoint of the next queen, thought that war should be avoided and that she should not resent orcs.

Inuela, the third princess, also came to marry someone she had admired since she was a little girl, and she began to think about the future.

To the two princesses, there is no more hatred.

The three princesses still had hate, but they had a role to play.

As the one who inherited the moves of the brave Leto, the Sixth Princess Furl thought it was her role to leave it for future generations.

The second princess, Rabina, was a woman who, from the standpoint of being an adjunct to the next queen, was theoretically not considered worthy of war with orcs.

As a bearer of time justice, Fourth Princess Quina thought it should be fair even if an orc appeared in the country.

All three were discriminating against Orcs, and even thought that if a revenge appeared in front of them, they should destroy it, but to the extent that they could be stopped by someone at the end, they were rational.

We had a sense that we were beast princesses and that we were responsible for the next generation of beasts.

Just one.

Only the Fifth Princess Silviana was different.

Silviana was the most adored child of the brave Leto.

He was the most emotional and crying child, therefore, on the lap of the brave Leto, he cried often.

There were different reasons to cry.

Sisters jerked me off, dogs bit me, bees stabbed me...

Sometimes she was one of the six princesses who didn't look the other way and didn't think about it later.

When I came up with something, I executed it and was made to cry after eating a painful counterattack.

Most of them deserved it, but Leto stroked that head every time she cried and comforted herself.

As she grew up like that, she learned and aspired to be an operational staff member.

It became her dream to lead the brave Leto to victory in an operation she had set up.

In pursuing her staff, she was taught this by Leto.

"The staff does not serve the kind child. You know why? Yeah. Right. Because you shouldn't pity your enemies or your allies. Staff can sometimes drive allies to the dead, or slaughter irresistible enemies. You have to be ruthless about your purpose. Finally, you have to understand in advance what the consequences of the operation you set up will be. It might be hard for you, but can you do it?

Silviana nodded strongly.

And more than Leto thought, he took the word heavily, pushed his heart to death, and began training not to be flushed by his emotions.

Before I could think of anything and act on it, I began to think about what the consequences would be.

As a result, she stopped crying and became cautious.

After such a long training, he became the coldest, most cunning and most ruthless of the six princesses.

She also suffered only the death of Leto.

I cried for days and gloomy days ensued.

But that became the last case for her to be in love with.

One day on the border, she abandoned her heart.

I stuck a smile mask on it and only said sensible things.

The six princesses felt sorry for Silviana, who had become so, and the sisters took care of her.

I just relied on you.

Her presence, capable of making sensible statements without being flushed by emotion, was a great thank you to the six princesses, who were easily flushed by emotion.

But let's say it again.

The fifth princess, Silviana, was the most adored child of the valiant Leto.

He was the child who most admired Leto.

He was the most emotional child.

He was a princess who took Leto's death more heavily than anyone else's, taking the pride of being overthrown.

... and he was the most unseen child.

She didn't abandon her emotions.

The truth is, I didn't abandon my heart.

I was just hiding it deep down.

That's why when an oak appeared in the royal palace and found out it was the oak hero bash that killed Leto, she made an immediate plan.

I didn't think about it later.

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……

Silviana returned to the royal palace alone that day.

Dressed in a plain yet luxurious robe, it shifts, seems to be the upper class, and proceeds in the dark.

The guards of the royal palace, while acknowledging her figure as such, have nothing to blame.

I've already taken root.

She came back to her room.

I guess it's where your samurai comes running to get her dressed, but there's no sign of it.

……

The moonlight was illuminating the dark room.

As Silviana takes off her silk robe, her busty limbs float.

If Bash was on the spot, he would have played it in an instant, like reason. Heroes and other brittle things.

Two, Silviana's face turned sideways.

At the end of that gaze, there was a mirror.

Celebrating the end of the war, it was created by the Alliance of Four Races in cooperation and given to the royal families of all nations.

Some sorcery engravings were exchanged which, for a hundred years, do not lose their brilliance.

Even if you destroy it with a stick, it will be instantly repaired.

A fist slapped into such a mirror.

Goggins and an unpleasant sound, the mirror cracks wide open.

The crack is fixed as if time were going to unwind.

Silviana slaps her fist over and over again.

The crack heals instantly, but there are red fist marks on the mirror.

Still, she won't stop hitting the mirror.

Even though the sound of goggin was damp and turned into the sound of gucha, it still went on.

Eventually, the oddity ends without a foretaste.

When Silviana stopped her hands, she carefully wiped the mirror off with the cloth she had placed beside the mirror.

And when he silently released the cloth into the scum cage, he chanted his healing magic in a low voice, healing the wound.

……

Silviana took her bedtime clothes out of the closet and wore them, standing by a window where the moonlight plugged in and opened the window.

Bash would have gone home, look at the inn.

The icy faceless expression collapses.

It's a strong hatred in the back of your eyes.

Pour out your teeth and raise your roar low.

"... what are you so proud of,"

A twinkle that leaks out of the roar.

The whining was mixed with some confusion, not just anger.

It's such a confusion, as if what I believed to be like this was actually something a little different.

But no one listens to it, only the voice disappears into the dark night...

……

Silviana looked out for a while, but eventually sighed small and turned back to the room.

On that face, there was a smile sticking out.

There's a smile I don't know who you're going to show it to or who it's aimed at.

But the next moment, that smile froze.

"Ha, good evening"

There was only one woman in the room.

I sat loosely in the chair in the room, with lousy, shining red eyes, looking at Silviana.

At some point.

Yes, it was really sometime.

Earlier on, I wasn't there when I was moving from the closet to the window.

That's who it is, because it's not lit up, so I don't see it very well.

Silviana instantly realized that it was the 'good and the bad'.

"I don't recall inviting a guest."

Silviana says so, while she hands on her mouth.

Attach your index finger to your mouth and inhale.

It is the means of communication 'whistle' transmitted to the beast.

Among the beasts, only a small part of the sounds heard echo around it, which has been treasured more than in ancient times as an emergency means of communication for the Beast tribe.

Everyone was trained from childhood so that even if they could not hear themselves, they could only make sounds.

But on the verge of the sound, 'The Good One' opened his mouth.

"Wouldn't you be interested in how to fall for 'Oak Hero'?

……

Silviana's movement stops perfectly.

"You seem to be struggling a lot to cage Bash..."

……

"That's right. The vast majority of orcs are nothing but mindless sluts, but if they are also called 'heroes', they do not ride the half-baked temptations and sweet words. Even if we're alone, we're not going to attack a princess of a country as she desires. Wow."

"What are you talking about?"

Silviana was always smiling again.

A reassuring smile for all who see.

Give me a poker face named Smile.

"You don't have to tell me. You want revenge on Bash for killing the brave Leto?

……

"That's why you let yourself be attacked, claiming even rape... you tried to start a war with the orcs, right?

……

That was a light tone.

It was a joke tone.

But what is spoken was true.

Indeed, Silviana was going to do so.

And he went to Bash, and seduced him, and sent him to strike.

If I let you attack me, I'll say later, "I didn't mean it. Even though I only approached him for the friendship between Beast and Oak," he thought it was possible to sin in Bash, no matter what the process was.

I knew it was a doozy plan, but I had no choice.

I wasn't expecting Bash to come to Beast country.

But I might never take this chance again.

The only measure I could come up with was to do it aggressively, but I had to.

Even if you can't put on sin, it would have been nice if a crack had run between the beast and the oak, or if the elves and human greats on this spot could have planted a bad impression of the oak.

If I could do that, I don't care what happens to me.

I didn't think you'd let me.

"Is that it?

Even if they tell you the truth, Silviana won't move.

That's what I'm trained to do.

Mostly, because it is an attempt, I am not told that it will be rebelled.

I was just interacting with him for the friendship between Beast and Oak, you just have to say.

"You, I've admired Master Leto for a long time. Hey. It was Leto who taught you the Iloha of war, and even when you might have been caught and taken prisoner and killed to show off, Leto helped you, and you deserve to admire it. Leto is the kind of man who embodies the pride of the beast."

A smile falls out of Silviana's face.

to iron-like faceless expressions.

to the ruthless look of Silviana, feared by the other six princesses.

"Even after the war, he insisted we should destroy the orcs."

"… sometimes you change your mind"

"Resentment doesn't go away that easily. That's what I am. Bash. That fucking oak... you can't forgive me, can you? It's too good a bug to leave you like trash and live to celebrate Inuela's wedding."

As the words invite me, Silviana's faceless expression melts.

What emerged from under the iron skin was a look of hatred and anger.

That's right.

That's right.

This woman is right.

I can't forgive you.

I can't forgive the oak hero bash.

There's no way you can forgive me, that demon.

"... so, how?

"Ugh...... Dear Princess Silviana of Beast. You might be able to come up with something right away... but will you listen?

"If you're talking nonsense, I'll kill you too"

"Oh, I'm scared"

Silviana moves toward the two red lights that were only ever made into the room.

The footsteps filled with hatred and anger were never lost.

"It's a very simple thing to do."

"The operation should be simple."

"I call Bash to the wedding ceremony, you seduce him, and I hang the 'charm'. In that case, Bash is a puppet. As planned, let them attack you, or kill you with your own hands..."

"'Enchantment'... the magic of Sacubas. Do you...?

"Yeah, as you can see..."

The moonlight lit the room.

It reveals the appearance of a woman who has only ever seen a thin blur.

Top and bottom of leathers that stick to your body, wavy, purple hair, glowing red eyes and long tails with minimal hiding of the area.

"Me, it's Sacubus."

Sacubas' Charm '.

It is a magic that aroused tremendous fierceness during the war.

If you hang it, it will completely seal your actions and, on the contrary, attack your allies.

Although there is a limitation that it has little effect on women, on the contrary, if the target is a man, it becomes a Sacubus puppet if he has no defense with some kind of magic prop or how high his magic resistance is.

Currently, the elves who continued to fight directly from the front with Sacubas have a smaller proportion of men than women, but that is supposedly due to Sacubas.

One of the magic forbidden to use after the war.

But on the contrary, with it, I can hardly resist to say how an oak hero is.

"... what is your purpose?

"Let me touch the Holy Tree."

"To the Holy Tree? That's all?"

"Is it important to us? You must be the only ones who believe in the god of hunting."

Heard of faith, Silviana was convinced.

Each race believes in its own God.

But in some long wars, there are so-called sectarian changes.

There are those who believe in the Spirit of iron and fire while being elves, or in the God of the Sun while being Lizardman.

Even if there was someone in Sacubus who believed in the god of hunting, it was nothing strange.

If this sacubus has long lost its object of faith, as the Beast once did, it is also a nod to help it fall into the bash because it wants to satisfy it.

"Hey, please. If I'd gotten permission, I'd have been turned down without permission."

You cannot approach the Holy Tree without obtaining permission.

The administrator of the Holy Tree, who gives permission, will not give permission to a stranger Sacubus.

Because of Sacubus' response, women will respond, but some Beast women still have a strong bias against Sacubus.

Sacubas only thinks of sipping a man's essence, a despicable race, it's no wonder that it brings such beings closer to the precious Sacred Tree.

By and large, even if you're a regular believer, you can't let me near you without some special reason.

Not all of Silviana has no prejudice against Sacubas.

But more than that, my hatred for orcs had prevailed.

"Okay. Let's get on with your story."

"Ugh. Negotiations are in place."

Silviana nodded expressionlessly at the glossy grin Sacubas.

"Then I'll be back for the wedding day. You betrayed me?

"That's the dialogue here."

As Sacubas moves his back feather, he floats with a fluff and tries to get out of the window.

I looked at that back, and, uh, Silviana thought to herself.

I haven't heard anything.

"By the way, you... what's your name?

"Carrot, that's what they call it. Wow."

Carrot in 'Asthma'.

If you are a warrior of war, there is no stranger to its name, the strongest warrior in Sacubas.

Why such a famous warrior, not to think, but on the contrary, Silviana was convinced.

If you are such a warrior, it will be easy to guard and sneak into your room.

"Yes. Nice to meet you. Carrot."

"Yes, Master Silviana"

When Carrot smiled lusciously, she flew out of the room.

Darkness returned to the room.

……

In the dark, Silviana remembered something, discomfort.

It's such an uncomfortable feeling, like you're forgetting something, like there's some discrepancy in your feelings.

But at the same time, there was a refreshing feeling, like the moya that hung in my head was clear.

So she shook it off.

Now it was more important than that not to miss a thousand chances of taking Leto's revenge.

"Orcs, etc. should be destroyed..."

Her whining disappeared into the dark night.