"Kisa, you guys, know that we are the glorious knights of the Romar Empire. I am the third daughter of Countess Berginten, Adelead. I can't just drop my head. Do you know, let go of this hand right now! "

As he lifts his throat and says this, Adelaide may have had some fear of Gwandan.

Still, his hand gripping Adelid's neck did not slow down, and he gradually turned his complexion blue because of the difficulty of holding his breath.

The magic cannon that Adried held as a trump card did not pass, and the three magic armor also refrained from Lignette and Kirlinne who had just crushed it, and the appearance of Gandeus with a bow gun loaded with the next arrow is there.

In front of three beautiful girls who are small compared to adult men, no more than 200 soldiers in the battalion still have no attempt to rescue Adelid, just frighten and watch the consequences I could only do it.

Adelaide knew that no one would try to help her, and hit the heels of her feet, burning in hatred, that they would all be sentenced to whipping when they returned to the fort.

Slightly behind the small metal noise, the blade hidden by Adelid's toes pops out.

The blade, which is not very pure, but uses a rare mythril, hit the tip of Gwandan's throat with the power of Adelaide's whole body, and its tip shattered and shattered.

Gwandan simply speaks intently at Adelaide, who looks appallingly ahead of the reality that the last secret card that overturns the situation is wasted.

There was nothing to worry about. He told Adeled that it was worthless and meaningless, such as piercing his throat with a hidden blade.

"Hi, wait, yes, let's get you in my battalion! You look like Dragonian, but if you're so clever, preparing a seat as an imperial knight is a trick No, how about the three behind?

Hahahaha has the power not to apply the remodeled magic armor to the teeth and not to pass through the artillery, Hahahaha, with your help, there is nothing more encouraging.

If you make a mistake, don't think you'll be on your side. They're a crowd of Karasuai. Early in the night, we expose the mountain of corpses before us, and get ourselves ... "

"If you show this kind of universal stupidity, you'll be awkward. Hmm, you'll be shut down. Go down. Go to the place where your soul will be judged."

At the same time as Gwandan squirted with an irresistible disgust, power fell out of Adelid's body, which had been terrified and nervous.

Adelid's eyes with a curtain of tears are stunned and hazy, forgetting to close her mouth half-open. Gwandan casually threw Adelid into a doll with broken strings.

It is the strength of Gwandan even though it was thrown. The soldiers who can only look at this in a distant winding hit the weakened body of Adelid, and some who could not support fall down on their backs.

Gwandan turned his gaze at the indifference itself, then turned his eyes around and commanded like a dragon roar. It was a voice with unquestionable pressure to see if anyone could withstand it.

"Just half of this. Who doesn't know what left you unscathed? Bring back these two who are rolling unnaturally.

Now one person only needs to take one. Or do you want to take two people alone? Or do you want to take three alone? "

For the battalions of the battalions who were left intact, Gwandan at this moment looked like an absolute judge at the end of the world. There is no room for a willingness or idea to go against it as a piece.

Battalion soldiers throw away intrusive weapons and shields to carry their injured companions, and reach out to their colleagues who roll over themselves and on the ground.

However, this helping hand was more extended to themselves, not to the same eye, rather than to their peers.

Gwandan spills a sigh as heavy as lead soldiers in the battalion, driven by their own self-defense and fear, rather than by compassion.

Although his deeds play such an abomination, the disgust of the surrounding sight is even more intense, as he has been surrounded by lovable people in his life as a true Doran. .

"I'm not disappointed because I'm not the kind of person I expect."

"Gwandan"

"Hmm, Torune? What happened? You don't need to reduce the number of Imperial soldiers. Or was there something interesting about magic or artillery?"

"After seeing Gandogah, it's like a toy, but it's a good souvenir for the engineers who came to Bern and the Arkrest Kingdom.

But that's a story you can turn around. The main topic is about those refugees and the groups that slowly approach them separately from them. ''

Far beyond Lynette's line of sight, there were still some smaller spots than the poppy grain.

They look shabby with little difference from refugees, whipping into a weakened body and approaching here.

Gwandan, of course, was aware of the group and knew they were bringing doors, neat food and medicine to carry the injured.

"It is the last settlements who have heard of the refugees that are approaching them. They may be in need of their lives, and they rush to help them who have relied on them. He's doing it. "

"Skins are so thin, and everyone is getting tired of their faces. Nobody can get a good taste for being healthy. In such a situation, if you accept this many people, it's just painful It is clear that the lives of these people are even more depressed.

If you do that, you will see that even scarce food and medicine will be reduced as you see. In that case, both the final settlements and the refugees will fall together. If so, it's hard to say ... "

"It's never criticized that abandoning refugees, does Torne think it's no wonder?"

Lynette looks down on herself as a blame, even though she has only spoken of it as one of the possibilities. Gwandan reached for a new little life created by the corpse and gently stroked his white hair.

If a girl brought to the world by Dolan and Diadora is guilty, Doran and Diadora believe that it is their own responsibility.

"Yes. It's clear that it's cruel, but if you try to use both, it's clear that it's very early when it comes to the end. It's not strange to try to extend the life of either one alone. It's not funny, but ... "

"Tornet, I don't blame you enough to make such a face. Anyone will think in such a situation. The refugees who seek salvation, the villages who seek salvation.

However, those who gathered in the place called the final settlement were further vulnerable among the vulnerable, abandoned by those who could only escape. The weakest and weakest.

That is why they know. Anxiety and fear of the abandoned side, heartiness, loneliness and loneliness of being left behind. `` Even if it would haveten the end, the refugees would not have been abandoned. ''

"Is that because refugees and settlements are the same? Are they abandoned in the same way, so can't they be the abandoners?"

"From guesswork and my rule of thumb. It's a pride as a human being that they lose everything they had in their lives, their fortunes and their social status, and they don't throw them away until the very end. .

Proof that he has wisdom, reason, and is not a wild beast. I think that is the last line of treasure left for them. So if you ask for salvation, I will not refuse it. ''

"Don't just seek efficiency, but choose irrational choices. Gwandan is just saying that those who choose those choices are stupid and dear."

`` Well, well, if the behavior of Aderid earlier was the reason that humans were limited to some of the gods who were Creators, the actions of the people in the last settlements, on the contrary, were loved by the gods and could not be abandoned That's why.

I'm glad to know that human attitudes toward human beings are on the latter side of the question, and that humans aren't abandoned yet. ''

"Well, if Gwandan is pleased, it's also Rine ... Torune.

Hachi, Fuu and Anna are in a hurry to come here, and if you do not eliminate the fear of refugees as soon as possible, it will be a hindrance later. ''

"If you were so rampaged against the feared imperial soldier, it would be scary and unavoidable, even if you knew that you had helped.

In addition to not showing the terrible scenes to Ana, I fought to avoid bloodshed as much as possible so that those people would not be scared, but was it still too flashy? ''

Gwandan looked back and saw the refugees trembling and shaking, embracing each other. The fear contained in their gaze is now focused on the Gwandans who have defended themselves, rather than on the battalion trying to massacre them.

Neither Gwandan nor Torune are ignorant of it, and they take it for granted and don't care at all.

Now battalions of soldiers who have succumbed to the threats of Gwandan are still running away without taking the lead, and they have all contacted the refugees after the situation settled away. If you do, the story will proceed relatively easily.

"But still have hundreds of food, medicines and clean clothes for hundreds of people. It's not enough to store them in a carriage. You have to transport them later from Bern or procure them elsewhere. It's a salvation that you can get it with the supplies you left. ''

Battalion soldiers have thrown away weapons in their way to escape, leaving a variety of military supplies intact, including the supplies they carried with the march.

No food is guilty, even if the original owners were Imperial soldiers. There is nothing better than effective use. Refugees and people in the last settlements seem to be very hungry.

The stomach may not be able to accept solids, and a rather thin porridge or a pot with stewed ingredients until it loses its shape may be better.

Gwandan imagined the location of the nearby Rhinos Art Castle and fort, and anticipated the actions of Count Berginten and his family when they learned about the time required for the battalion's soldiers to return and their daughter's misery.

In less than a second, Gwandan, who generally anticipated the prospects for the future, noticed that the questionable light was blinking on Lynette's eyes, and gently asked him. It was a voice full of affection, just as my father would call a little daughter.

"Do you still have any concerns?"

`` No, it's that Adeleid dementia, but you can see that you have lost consciousness in the eyes of Torune, but what kind of state is actually falling? ''

"Oh, Adelid? That pulled out only the soul and threw it directly into the underworld. It was just before I passed, so Hades and Enma were in a hurry and did something wrong. "

"A soul in the underworld? It's not an unprecedented story, and it would be easy for Gwandan, but then Adelaide fell into the underworld alive.

According to the knowledge imprinted by the Grandmaster Ichelle, most of the time, he is dying as it is or returning from the underworld safely from the worshiped gods. What is going on in this case? "

"Do you have intellectual curiosity? Is it an example of falling into the underworld, but if you fall due to an unexpected accident, you can safely return to the ground first. Will protect you, erase the memories of the underworld, and send it to the ground.

If you visit the underworld intentionally, it depends on the method and purpose of the visit. Most of the time, I usually want to meet a dead family or lover in person or exchange words, but in that case, drinking some kind of condition or paying for it will make my wish come true. ''

According to Gwandan, Lignette nodded that it was a common story in East and West. Gwandan, who knows the beginning of the Jindai, says so, so there must have been many such examples.

"If you don't have any extra thoughts later, you can return to the earth with some sermons and advice, but if you break the advice from the underworld and take the dead back to the earth, you will no longer return to the earth. Is not allowed.

He is killed and joins the dead. As a bonus, breaking the rules of the underworld will add a heavy crime. Even God may be tempted to bring back the dead. If someone who thinks about going to the underworld appears in front of you, you will definitely think so. ''

Without mentioning Gwandan's much sympathetic voice, Lynette asks again about this case. Adérid is different from any of Gwandan's previous examples.

There are some magics that send the adversary alive to the underworld, but this time the body is alive and sends only the soul, but what exactly is the soul of Adelead?

"It's the soul that has sinned so much. There's no way it's free, otherwise it's no use to drop me into the underworld."

Oh, and what a ruthless face Lynette couldn't help but look at Gwandan's expression. Even though he wasn't the subject, the face and face of the cold and harsh face of his back, even with a glance in Gwandan with absolute trust and respect.

*

When he noticed, he stood in the dark.

The body is unrestrained, illuminated by white light that enters from a height so high that it cannot be seen, but the surroundings are just black and there is a wall immediately there, or endless darkness I don't know.

Adelaide's last memory breaks when he is grabbed and lifted by the terrible Dragonian. At this point, there was no shard in Admired's memory that he had made an extraordinary begging for life.

As he speculated about this situation, a genjutsu or something, he shouted and shook to the bottom of Adelid's belly.

Suddenly, Adelid felt countless breaths in the surrounding darkness. Giant, sacred, absolute, superiors, where being in the same place is just a mistake. Someone who has far surpassed the dwarf frame of social status, etc., and has an overwhelmingly different existence.

"Start a trial now"

The massive rocks were as heavy as the rocks rubbed, and a voice that could crush this body with a single word echoed over the darkness. The voice pushed the darkness beyond, revealing a staircase seating around Aderid, where countless variants were seated.

No, he can assert that it is not allowed to do Aderid, who belongs to the extremist group of purely humanistic thought, and hide his deformity and eyebrows. An extraordinary being that surrounds and overlooks oneself that would otherwise be invisible—being God and awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring.

A large man with a solemn atmosphere, with a shiny black beard wrapped in the lower half of his face, sits in front of Adelid, who trembles as if he had come from a fever.

"Adelid Berginten. You have fallen alive to the underworld. Return you alive alive or give death in the underworld. From here on, I will convene in the name of Enma and rule in court. Lower it "

Enma! Adried screams in his mind to be the judge of the judge who decides the destination after death, weighing the virtue and sin of the dead as a pillar of the three noble gods of the underworld, and dropped himself alive in the underworld Know the thing.

Adelead tries to shout that he shouldn't die yet, but please return to the ground, but notices that the mouth opens but no sound is heard. After a while, Adelaide realized that Enma could not speak without forgiveness.

After Enma's declaration, Adried noticed the county's actions by the countless gods, and, given that these gods would judge himself, were driven by a violent urge to disappear.

Enma gazed at Adelied's gaze at the steel and then glanced behind him. The gods around him followed, looking behind Adelaide, and Adelaide did so too.

It is not surprising that Adelido and the gods, who are present in the third court, are familiar with the faces they have seen.

Maternal grandparents who died, elders of relatives, childhood friends who died of fever at an early age, those who had lost their lives earlier than Adelid and had to travel to the underworld were lost in the group behind. There is.

But they are not the only ones behind. Those who turn their eyes on Adelaide with dark, cloudy eyes and intense anger are lined up in layers, staring at Adelaide and staring just at the murder.

The horror and horror of hatred and murder in the line of sight seemed to scream from Adried's throat, but only to irritate it.

"Adelead, these are those who speak thy sins and those who describe your merit. Your treatment that has fallen alive to the underworld shall be determined by their testimony. Until it ends, you shut up, open your eyes, and just wait. ''

In front of Adelid's uncontrollable body tremors, the dead first open their mouths one after another, sometimes gesturing and speaking to the gods who attended the court about the sins and virtue of Adelead.

But it never reached Adelid's ears. You don't need to tell her.

The grandparents who once embraced their young children gently, their childhood friends who played hide-and-seeks and chasing after play, and relatives who praised them for becoming beautiful in the future, were the mainstays of Adelaide.

But more than that, she couldn't keep her eyes off those who sinned.

Is that a maid who whiplashed if he didn't like his attitude and died of fever from the wound?

Men of different ethnicities who told each other that they would save the family that took the hostage and killed each other.

If the livestock do not need rest, they will continue to work on the farm without allowing them to rest, and the subordinates of the third minority who have died due to overwork and malnutrition.

That, that, that, that… The faces of those whom Adreid has dealt with, and the various lines against them, are now even more terrifying in Adelid's heart with fear.

How much sin has been stated.

How much merit was stated.

The accusations by the witnesses, which seemed to last forever, were wrapped in silence, and the gods' eyes returned to Adelid.

Adelaide, illuminated by the light coming from heaven, wanted to disappear. In the underworld, the judgment given to a god who is especially precious is scary and inevitable.

Oh, how can you believe that you have not sinned? When the sins he had invaded were to be judged, he wanted to shook, fear, and go crazy from the bottom of his heart.

Soon after, one of the gods in court, opinions on the decision against Adelid begin to appear.

"Adelid's heart is heavier than the wings. The balance leans to sin. This is a sinner."

"Throw Adelid's soul into the river. If you sink it, you are guilty of sin. If you come back up, your soul has no sin to punish."

"There are more tablets of Adelid's sin than those of merit. The balance between sin and merit has been broken. You should make a proper judgment as a sinner. Absent"

The voices of countless other gods sang like a chorus, and each time the soul of Adelid continued to tremble with fear of annihilation. Eventually, Enma, staring at the scoop in her hand, stares straight at Adelaide's face.

God, whose authority and responsibilities as chief of the gods in charge of the judgment of the dead, has begun to speak out.

"Aderid, you are not in a position of being a judge in the underworld, but in this trial you will be sentenced for the sins you have committed in your life.

From now on thou hast forbidden to die until his life has passed, forbidden to go mad, and to blame every time he fell asleep.

The blame you receive is equivalent to murder, stealing, filthyness, drinking, delusional language, evil spirits, guilty prisoners, and the Ahana hell where those who have committed parent and saint murder fall.

However, after you arrive at Anose Hell, the time to suffer is one day in your subjectivity for each sleep. When you have reached the end of your life, you will have another post-mortem trial.

This judgment is a judge received alive. After your soul has returned to your body, if you commit more sins, the torment will be correspondingly higher, and the more virtuous you are, the less the torment will be.

Work hard. This decision is based on your actions. And it depends on what you do in the future. "

Adelid doesn't know what to do in Ahana hell. But there's no doubt that what awaits you is literal hell of pain and fear, beyond your imagination.

Speaking was still unacceptable, but Adelaide still wanted to shout.

I'm not doing anything wrong. As taught by his grandparents and his parents, he behaved as a nobleman of the Romal Empire, stood on the battlefield while being ridiculed by women, and fought to protect his father's land, protect his vassal, and feed the people. It has come.

He defeated and succumbed to the worthless irreverent races and aliens, seeking the glory of glory appropriate to the Romal Empire, and living in powder.

What sins do they do to different races and different races? They are conquered and conquered by us, just to be the cornerstone of national prosperity!

But why should I be charged? There may be other sins.

But, however, he was against opposition. What did you do to the different races? Is such a thing sinful and bearable? Such a thing is a natural right that I have since I was born, for me, the noble of the Romar people!

If there is any sin, it should be only the crime I committed against the same Romar people and first-class subjects.

God, the gods of the underworld, you are wrong! This decision is wrong, wrong, this case is invalid! !

The pride in declaring that even the judgments of the gods are wrong is even more refreshing. You may not have found a word to do.

As a matter of fact, all the thoughts of those convicted in such courts are transmitted to the gods, and even after such a ruling has been settled, many people dispute and reject.

So, for them, the resentment and protests of Adelid were only familiar.

It's a trivial thing that doesn't need to be angry.

And the underworld is busy. In particular, the busyness of those in charge of trials is unparalleled. There is no time or need to be prepared for those who have already ruled.

Her arms, with strong blue and red skin, stretched from behind, slammed tough, so as to forget her fears.

The pain that came from the grasped shoulder, the pain that seems to be grabbing the nerves directly, and the fear that turned out to be more quickly, Adelid turned white and turned back to the dead who had stated their sins and virtue earlier. There was no figure.

From the darkness that has been restored, two terrible demons who are hellish graduates are stretching their arms to take Adelid to the Anas Hell.

Adried screams at the enormous creature that Adelaide has seen so far, and speaks of the harsh future of the future.

But no one has heard of her salvation.

All she can do is quietly receive the judgments she has made.