(Where did I go wrong? What did I do wrong?

That's all the words overflowed in the man's head.

I could afford it earlier, but now I don't have one like that.

It's the best you can do to escape the enemies that follow you from behind.

The man's name is Karelis, and he will be 34 this year.

He is one of the Tabernacles led by the Duchy of Lichtein Army, Baile Narmel Lichtein.

He was formerly a slave, but by deepening his knowledge he was freed by stretching his abilities.

He said that his life had finally begun to get on track, but he came across a troublesome thing.

Besides, where did all those people go?

(There were 500 of them. What's going on!?

As many as 500 soldiers were killed by just one opponent without being able to bathe a single machete.

If this is not a dream, there is only one monster that can do that.

Second, after I got to the idea, the man stopped.

(... Could it have been the kind of spirits?

Hide in the shadows of the rocks and breathe. After that, we should probably head to Viscount Richtine for a report.

Distributing vigilance around him, the man decided to lurk his breath and tidy up his head.

(That's right. There's no way Dagner would die such an unnatural way if he wasn't like the Spirit)

Even if I remember now, I feel shivering.

A boy appeared who was holding back before marching, and Dagner's arm was ripped off when he tried to get rid of it.

From there the unspoken killing began.

All those who stood up were slaughtered, and those who fled were beheaded from behind.

There is no look on the face of a boy who kills people lightly.

Nothing, there wasn't any emotion floating around there.

(How did this happen...... It must have been an easy job. You just had to put the 6th Empress behind you!

The bee - and the body trembles and the teeth mesh even though it is not cold.

Don't make a sound, the boy will notice, Caleris holds her mouth.

Cuckoo - and I heard a kick in the stone.

Karelis closes her eyes. A jimmy wind strokes my cheeks.

I was going crazy for so much fear.

(I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die)

But - despair was not to be missed.

"…… let's give you two choices. Either you die yourself, or I will."

"Hino, yu, forgive me! I don't know what I did, but it was my fault. So just miss me!

The boy looks down with inorganic eyes at Karelis with his head lowered.

'Please. What did I do? You didn't do anything! I lost my people, what more do you want me to do? - Shit!?

Karelis was lifted with her neck grabbed.

Where in this thin arm is such a force, Karelis' heart has been completely broken here.

'Please, I didn't do anything! Please don't kill me! I don't want to die yet!

"You haven't done anything yet." But if I miss it, I might do something. That alone deserves to die. Missing you could make someone unhappy. I can't stand it. "

'Hey, what is that... kill for that reason! Are you even going to be a god!?

"Oh… maybe now it's God."

"Oops - puppy!?

A brilliant blade crossed his chest and let his blood spit out of his mouth.

Karelis remembers an old story as she became distant.

It's a common story for parents to read to a child who stays up late.

If you're up too late at night...

- "Endless despair" is coming to take you away.

"What, you were still a ghost?"

Viscount Richtine deepens his grin as he steps on the head of the man with the cheek wound.

A man who, when attacking Fort Alto, showed a different strength of digits than any other Imperial soldier.

I thought the privileged body could be grabbed as a slave for a long time, and captured it alive played its part.

I didn't know it was that ghost. It seems like I'm lucky to make it.

"It looks like we can capture the sixth princess thanks to her. Oh, my God, don't worry. I would adore you in front of me!

"Ha!

Viscount Richtine, kicking up Dios' face, raised her voice to the red-haired girl.

"If you want this man back intact, surrender quietly!

I can't peek at the look on the face of the 6th Crown Princess, but seeing where the soldiers are stopping me, I'm pretty sure I'm feeling it.

One more push... Viscount Richtine, thinking so, waved his sword down Dios' arm.

"Ugh!?

Slashed apart arms float high in the sky and fall to the ground as they twirl.

"Guuuuuuuu!"

Dios endured eating up his teeth.

I lost my arm, it's not strange if my consciousness flies because of pain.

Blood erupts vigorously and Viscount Richtine moves his jaw toward his men.

"Stop the bleeding."

"Yes!"

My men immediately take out the cloth and wrap it around Dios' shoulder.

Sticking his fallen arm with a sword, he shook momentum and threw it all the way underneath the red-haired girl's feet.

"The 6th Empress. Hurry up or your precious men will die! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Now, if you want to storm, if you want to surrender, whatever, take action.

In Viscount Richtine's head was the crying figure of the Sixth Princess.

Just imagine that. Pleasure pushes over.

I'll treat you like garbage. Let's show the whole empire how to cry.

Imagine that near future, Viscount Richtine can't laugh.

But that didn't last long.

"Her Highness Celia Estreya Elizabeth von Grants!

Because Dios screamed.

"Hmm?"

Viscount Richtine looked down at Dios with a strange face.

"Keep fighting! Even if I die, my soul is with you, with Grants the Great! I can't make my dreams come true! Once upon a time, you will fulfill the magnificent dream you spoke of!

"What are you talking about?

"If that dream is to come true, give my soul to the Grands Twelve!

"Shut this guy's mouth!

"Grunt!"

I kicked Dios in the face, but I didn't make it slight.

Looking at the sharp glance, Viscount Richtine falls behind barometric pressure.

Dios continued after spitting out a chunk of blood.

'The path you take is steep and many difficulties await you! But don't ever be stopped! More than a lot of corpses can be reached! We're going to push the hegemony!

"Don't slap me in the mouth!

'Ugh!?

Dios slammed to the ground after being kicked in the shoulder where he lost his arm.

Viscount Richtine, overlooking him in angry shape, immediately turned his attention to the Sixth Empress.

She was about to disappear across the iron wall.

"Wait! I don't care what happens to this guy!?

I hurriedly grabbed Dios' hair and made him raise his face.

but her back becomes invisible hiding in the shadow of a cliff.

'Come on, that's a tough thing to do. You should kill me. Your daughter will not be your slave. "

"... well. Then I will denigrate you thoroughly until I take it from you with all my might."

Slap Dios' face to the ground and he steps on his heels again and again with momentum.

He continued to wave down his heels relentlessly as he exhaled irritation at Dios, who didn't even groan.

"Well, keep your precious princess quiet in the afterlife."

Cut off Dios' neck, which also stopped moving with Picri, Viscount Richtine throws it under his men's feet.

"Keep it exposed. As you can see from them."

Without even glancing at his neck to see if he could lose interest, Viscount Richtine raised his bloody sword and shouted out to the battlefield.

"Assault the whole army!

"Let's give him back! Whatever you do, protect the princess!

Tris' fury rumbles through the cliffs.

The heavily armed infantry silently struck their shields.

The Archer releases an arrow and stops the enemy from breathing, even without instructions.

There was also Liz, who let her face down.

Next to it is Serverus, quietly lying down.

Her eyelids swell bright red and painful.

There was no shadow of a girl so full of vitality.

(…… Hiro)

I think of a gentle-faced boy.

Bilu will surely not know how comforting his presence was on this journey.

Even though I don't know the situation, the unidentified boy who followed me.

He didn't even make a weak noise, he dated me to the end of the day, a kind boy.

When you told me you were going to fight with me, I almost embraced too much of the joy.

(... you wanted to apologize)

I don't have the strength to fight anymore.

I can't stand someone dying any longer.

The private soldiers who accompanied us on this journey have only survived enough to count.

It will also be wiped out in less than a moment.

(Hiro...... I'm tired)

When I hold my knee, in the meantime, I bury my face and reject the world.

The girl, whose tears had already dried up, closed her eyes so that she could fall asleep.

Consciousness falls so deep that the noise on the battlefield doesn't even bother me.

So she didn't notice.

- To change the battlefield.

A piece of deep darkness descended on the ground like rain grains as the glittering sun poured out into the wilderness, dust blew with the heat and blood of the battlefield.

Coming down from the sky, it succeeded in opening the distance between the two.

Everyone stops fighting and looks at it with surprise.

Black and lustrous hair dancing in the wind like lacquer.

The eyes, containing cold reason, emit a clear black light.

The boy, dressed as if to embody the darkness, was just quietly capturing the enemy.

………………

The boy gently waves the silver sword in his hand.

A gentle breeze slipped through the enemy with brown skin.

In an instant, a blood splash rises from several soldiers.

It didn't take much longer for that to cover up my entire vision.

The enemy soldiers bathed in the blood of their companions uniformly raise a question mark.

My brain stopped thinking when I saw my falling companion.

I have no idea why or what the hell happened to me.

Time on the battlefield had stopped, but the only exception, the boy, started walking slowly.

Without looking, when the boy waves his sword to the side, the staring enemy soldier's neck flies.

A white blade that gained momentum by twisting his body drops the skull of the two enemy soldiers.

Before the blood splash came up, I took one step forward, took two steps forward and slashed three people away.

He switches the silver sword to his left hand, and when he picks up the spear, he throws it unconstitutionally.

They threw four geese through their necks as easily as they shot an apple.

With his left sword, he slams the throats of his enemies, cutting them to stroke the neck root of the enemies that were next to him.

If we get this far, any human being will go back to sanity.

A roar is raised from enemy soldiers.

It's loud enough for the boy's body to be blown away.

"Nah, nothing's good. Ooh, ooh, ooh!

"Sick!

A shining white blade cleaved the air, the torso of an enemy soldier was severed, making a deafening noise and collapsing to the ground.

"Uhhhhhh!"

"Huh!

He jumps into the chest of an enemy with his spear down and pierces his sword.

When the pulled momentum reaps the lives of the two, the boy kicks the ground and jumps into the sky.

Zudodo - and a bunch of spears pierced him where he was.

The Returning Boy returns as the enemy fills him.

"Heh heh!

Shake your arms twice or three times to carve a cross.

A number of white lines were created in the space, and the surrounding enemies quickly felt the pain and turned into corpses at once.

It is as pale as crushing an ant, but easily ravages the enemy army.