Rose Princess of Hellrage: Although I got Killed for Political Reasons, I got Revived as the Strongest Undead

[3-49] It's definitely hard for demons to live in, like, poisonous swamps.

In the heart of the Great Forest of Gaisenfall, in the woods also close to the 'Great Spirit Tree'.

There, once existed a clean fountain.

The springs of the leaky day moistened the throats of the birds and beasts that dwelt in the woods, and the elf witches used them every once in a while.

There is no shadow to see now.

contaminated by evil, in a black-dyed forest.

The fountain was turned into a swamp of evil, where the mud of curse gushed out like pus.

In the middle of the swamp, which was not yet wide, the black crawling grass that grew from the mud tied together to form the foundation, and on top of it lay walls and ceilings, to make up something like a fortress of crawling grass.

This place, so to speak, is a political prisoner camp.

Among the elves who hit the tribal cadres, those whose hostile posture was obvious and who did not bow down to the "Princess Rose of Grievances" were imprisoned.

Cruz Salina was in one of the cells divided by black herbs.

"... hah... hah... hah..."

Every time his evil body breathed, it hurt as if screaming.

Both arms are tied by a disastrously black tsu and hung from the ceiling, eating into the tsu's toge at their own weight to shed blood. From time to time, this tsu moves itself like a snake to reposition the toge. As if you are trying to make it bloody without being full.

The wreckage of the torn witch outfit was thirsty and wet again when wet by the dripping blood.

The feet are also stuck on the floor by the claws, and they cannot move while sitting down.

All you can see is a narrow passage of crawling grass, visible beyond the lattice of the tsu.

I can just grasp the approximate amount of time with the lights plugging in through the tiny windows that exist behind me (although I kind of feel a thin, cold darkness in the middle of the day). At first I had counted the days since I was imprisoned, but I was also gradually losing my sense of date.

Here Cruz Salina was, almost abandoned.

As soon as the interrogation and other things were applied through the street, they were then completely abandoned.

I won't even be tortured. The demons have already lost interest in Cruz Salina.

Except as the subject of blaming and inflicting bitterness on the punishment against the blade.

Cruz Salina's flesh, contaminated by an explosion, was corroded by evil and was still suffering from unbearable pain, but for some reason she did not die.

Twice a day, Cruz Salina stared wondering if something was being planted in a fluid-shaped meal that was forced to pour in and be drunk.... only to suffer, to be kept alive.

He seemed to wander through nightmares where he couldn't sleep properly for the rest of his pain and never ended with a hazy consciousness that kept on wandering.

But, furthermore, the voices heard from the windows behind him clarify Cruz Salina's consciousness.

"... Cruz"

"Riera!?

It seemed like a whisper but I couldn't mishear it, it was the voice of my best friend.

Cruz Salina, who has accidentally raised her voice out loud, lowers her voice for fear that someone will hear her.

"To help me...?

"No... I'm sorry.

Cruz, don't you know anything about what's going on in there right now?

"Nothing... the demons won't tell me anything. Someone's never been here before."

Cruz Salina rubbed her mind by not knowing the situation and was in a whirlpool of haste and anxiety.

Or is that even the aim of the demons?

Lieramirez says something.

A little while, with a slightly stiff voice, as she had decided to.

"Now the Siel-Teira diaspora is fighting the Empire by following the elves in the woods and putting them on the same battlefield as the demon soldiers."

That was one of the tragedies that Cruz Salina had imagined several patterns.

"He says he's being made a warrior...!

"No, you don't. So far, only applicants.

And those who fought were 'military votes' according to their work? That's what I get.

This is food... more military votes will give you food and preferences outside the woods. He said you could trade your money for it. "

"You want some food?

"They control the distribution of food that can be taken from the forest.

It's just that we're taking back the forest that was taken by the Imperial Army one by one, and the tribe... the numbers are down. That's enough.

A hard living amount of food is distributed, and the missing portion is bought by those with military votes, and we all share it. "

The story of Lieramirez unfolded in an odd direction.

Then he looks more like a soldier in a human country than a warrior.

Not only are they conscripted, but they also receive money and fight.

"Are you all right? What kind of life do you see dominated by demons..."

"What you see in the woods is an undead, mostly without a heart.

They're watching us, but they're like puppets, so we're not gonna do anything here unless we show some rebellion. "

Cruz Salina is baffled.

I can't believe the evil demons don't even work the wolves just standing there.

On the contrary, it was creepy.

"What are you up to..."

"If you insist...... efficient and continuous domination.

By treating them fairly, they will be incorporated into a system that will allow them to cooperate voluntarily…

Me too... that's how I fight. "

"No! How could you!

Cruz Salina screams, thinking she's about to be crushed in the chest.

If even Lieramirez will just be driven out into battle. Still, she will stand shoulder to shoulder with demons of her own volition, etc!

It feels like being left alone in the dark. It was despair.

"Quiet, Cruz"

"... with you and the devil..."

"Cruz... I vowed to fight in exchange for your life"

A quiet confession pierces Cruz Salina.

It was as if my guts were bleeding.

"Stop it, Riera! Join the demons to help me. I can't believe it!

Then let me die!!

"The Seven Tea Party is just me and you now!

If I lose it to you, I...!

In tears, Cruz Salina hurts.

It was clogged with my throat as if the air had solidified.

"Dead...... Shit!? And Ayle... and Wita..."

"Were all four there when the sanctuary seal was broken? Only the two of us survived..."

Seven close friends of my age, sworn to be with me forever.

Three people died in the battle against the Empire, including the predecessor witch chief Saresaya, and two were killed by female vampires who jumped out of the sanctuary's seal, and now here are two more.

Cruz Salina only remembered that while she was being manipulated by the will of something called "Father", she was in the heart of a disaster that had made the forest such a mess. I could even say it was a miracle to be alive.

When I slipped, I heard the sound coming in to keep my back on the wall from across the window.

"The only way we can survive is to cooperate with Ciel-Teira.

There is no more power against either the Empire (Kanis) or the Exodus (Ciel-Teira).

And the treasures of the tribe... which were given by the gods in the war, and all that was still left, were consumed...

They made it a sacrifice to the demon gods. He said it would give him the power to conquer the empire. "

"Oh no..."

"What's really scary is that there are few people who know it and still rebel...

Because the Siel-Teira diaspora is now beating the Empire, and everyone's lives and interests are guaranteed.

Everything is calculated… we are butterflies hanging from spider nests. "

A slightly trembling voice, in fear, in awe.

Cruz Salina thought it was like a crawling grass that would parasitize into ancient trees and strangle and destroy trunks.

The demons invade the woods quietly by something that is not force but overwhelming and insurmountable.

"But just you......... because I won't let you stay like this. I will definitely help you."

"No, no, I..."

"... Jack O 'Lantern is coming around.

If you're going to be able to steal their eyes again, I'll be here. "

"Ah, Riera......!

The conversation ended abruptly.

One (...) eyes (...) face (...) together (...) let (...) ru (...) ko (...) and (...) also (...) leaves (...) no (...) left (...). I left only a slight footstep and my voice broke off, and I didn't hear anything anymore.

"Why... why..."

Tears melted and seeped blood dripping down the floor.