"... Pride, put that down.
Quiet, Leon hangs his words.
Use force to restrain the weapon holding hand from trembling and be careful not to irritate her.
To Leon's words, Pride can't stop grinning about Nitanita with his sword on his neck. The pale Leon's complexion is fun and unpleasant, pushing the blade further into his neck. I feel so excited that I apply the pain to the feeling of more blood overflowing from the gap between the blades.
"Why not? You want to kill me. It would be good.
"No, I want to stop you.... I want to help.
Just lying, and laughing again at Leon's words.
Leon thinks as he sees the pride of being in a good mood. Now, if you poke a flash of gap, you might be able to play the sword of pride with a gun. However, never before has my bullet hit my pride. Next time I can avoid it, this time Pride will scratch his own neck off.
"You hate me, don't you? Leon. By putting the kingdom of Friesia in crisis, I even threatened the kingdom of Anemone on a corner track.
Of pride, the words remain the same.
The excitement of an ending approaching and a head eroded by madness just purely sing life. I am hated and killed by the attacker. That's why she's created the stage so far.
And there's no use for Leon anymore not trying to play a role.
"Choose? Kill me or you will be killed.... Want my dear kingdom of Anemone to lose its lovely next king?
Talk, mock, and press for choice.
Ordered her to kill herself, breaking Leon's words, she put up a gun on the opposite left of the sword. With that aim at him, Pride savored a look full of that impatience. Forced to make the worst two choices, Leon kept his eyes off her with his lips drawn and tied, and his fingertips also made Russia tremble. Gives a trance grin to that look mixed with agony, despair, fear, confusion.
...... woohoo, nice.
Ha... and Pride exhaled a sweet sigh as he pressed for a choice. Her cheeks become red as she watches Leon in her privileged seat filled with negative emotions.
Pride, I know.
That this world is not Leon Route. Because Tiara wasn't supposed to be around him.
Pride, I know.
If I die here, I can't even have a happy ending to the corner. At the end of the day, Lasbos' suicide and other boring things. The story flourishes because you are redeemed for that sin with your life.
Pride, I know.
Leon can't let himself commit suicide or anything. Because he...
Really, because you're trying to stop yourself.
'Oh, I love you, too. As an ally, I sincerely want you. "
Pride knows the word is true.
I understand because she's the one who's been involved as an ally. That Leon is trying to help himself as an ally. Originally, she did little harm to Leon.
If you can't crucify the people of the kingdom of Anemone like a game, you haven't been able to lock them in a room, tie them to the kingdom of Friesia, or plant a trauma in your heart. Once he pushed cold, all he had to do was put the kingdom of Friesia, an ally of his beloved kingdom of Anemone, in crisis. And I also understood that Leon, who hasn't even fallen in love with Tiara, still can't trump himself as an ally. If you are being manipulated for this reason, the people have not yet given up on you, and you can still start over (...) on flights (...), you may be trying to make yourself (...) or (...) (...) (...) (...) (...).
My sweet Leon said he didn't hate himself enough for being an ally. I know you're trying to stop me from doing this so far and still trying to help yourself being seen as an enemy all over the country.... That's why.
"Hey? Leon. Try to be honest. You really want to kill me with that hand, don't you?
Poison, vomit.
I don't enjoy and enjoy the fact that Leon, the perfect prince, disturbs my words.
Lost his eyelid, his eyes opened and his voice rubbed upwards made him desperately absurd with "no, no, no, no." Let me laugh as I hang my sword around my neck. If you look up to heaven, meditate on your eyes and laugh too much and let your tears seep in, Leon stood short again.
Shortly afterwards, at the same time as the dry sound, Pride suddenly stops laughing and waves the sword that was on his neck. Span, and the anesthetic bullet released from Leon broke into two pieces and rolled into a stone fold for each contents.
"... for nothing. Everything you foresee with predictability.
Laughing with his nose, again Pride makes a new wound to his neck.
One red line became two, and Leon took a breath. But now I can't believe the facts in front of me and keep an eye on them more than Pride has hurt himself again.
... Predictive ability...?
Still, Leon shot at the perfect time when he wasn't in the sight of a pride that gave him a high laugh.
Yet she still quickly sees out the bullet. On the contrary, this time instead of avoiding it, I cut the bullet off with that sword. Even if you take it from the front, it's not the kind of artistry you can do. At the same time that I have a feeling she can do the same thing with live ammunition, a hunch runs on Leon's head from earlier words.
"Pride...... Did you see through all the bullets in the prediction...?
"Right? Ahaha! Have you noticed now?
Something similar to chills strikes Leon.
Predictive Capable Person of the Kingdom of Friesia.
Leon understands that, too. He also became a fiancé of Pride once. He knows how good and scarce his predictive abilities are.
How many bullets have I fired so far?
It's also convincing if you didn't see it all with your eyes, but with your predictions. But to avoid his own attacks, Pride said today alone, "How many predictions have you made?" Only that question goes around. I've heard it's about a few times a week at its best in history, and if the word now is true, she's...
"... ahhh, ahhh, ahhh"
"Top Ride."
Nicha...... and her voice leaked out of pride as the blood spilled further from her tops and neck and propelled the blade herself to the back.
Shortly afterwards, Pride confirmed that Leon's expression had changed, "Hahaha..." he also zeroed his dead laugh. To Leon, who ignored the warning, she further reduced the blade to its thin neck, as declared. Pride cannot hide more excitement than pain in the feeling of ripping up to meat rather than just thin skin. I still can't die, I don't think I can kill myself until the ending, and... I mix myself up wanting to die like this.
"Stop it now, Pride." I am! I don't want that. "
A rare, absurd voice is emitted for Leon.
When I saw it, it followed my pale face and my jade eyes were shaking badly. Pride falls in love with Leon, who gets rough and breathes on his shoulders without enough even after the rough. I loosened the blade only slightly and my chest rattled at the feeling of blood dripping the dress from my neck and wetting it. And finally, he releases to Leon the words he had decided to say.
"... then don't avoid it. Show me?
Chaki, and the sound of the gun fittings rang quietly.
Leon, who clogged his breath and opened his eyes, did not move. Pride with his left hand gun pointed and fired. Pan, and Leon's right shoulder was shot irresistibly from the front shortly after the dry sound. Unlike the sword, Leon raised his voice sharply to the feeling of the bullet penetrating his body.
At that moment, laughter rose from Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah I laugh as I point at a toy with broken shoulders at the muzzle. He ate and tied his teeth without being able to hold the pain running shoulder down in his right or left hand.
"Wow! I can't believe I'm really avoiding this! Ahahahahahahahahaha! The boulder-clean prince. Now it's too little to believe, right?
Ahahahahahaha! Repeat the laughter.
I know, that the kind heart Leon didn't dare to avoid guns for himself. All right, so she sincerely enjoyed the situation. My body flames at Leon, who laughs too much and even looks at me as I endure pain and anguish.
Again with the gun. Now aim for Leon's leg. Aim and shoot without hesitation... not. The bullet ran out and all I could hear was empty noises of cane, cane and metal. To that fact, Pride's face, who was in a good mood at the corner, chilled out in a grumpy mood. There's no ammunition or weapons here, all the inventory is stored on that floor where Adam and the others are. He seemed bored. Pride threw his gun away and... noticed. That there is a pile of weapons in front of you.
"Hey? Leon. I'm out of guns already.... I can get your gun, right?
…………
Leon doesn't answer.
I know if you give me the gun, I will kill you even more. However, I am left with little skill to fight it. I've already figured out that I can still use my gun if I just use my arm and wrist, but it won't work for Pride.
Leon thinks, what's best in this situation right now. What can we use and how can we cope with not letting Pride, who is also a hostage, die and stop? I'm ready to hurt you. I just don't know what I can do to get her back.
Leon, who turned his thoughts fast, decides.
He moved the last anesthesia gun that was gripped in his left hand only to the elbow joint and lifted it up to the front of his chest to show it. "Throw it from there" with a pulled up grin, Pride extends his left hand to him. Leon only grabs the handshake from the hand that holds it, making it easier to throw. And use only the power of your wrist to get high.
I threw him outside the tower.
Head behind your back, lightly.
Pride, who followed the parabola with his eyes until it disappeared across the wall, peeled his teeth angrily. I understand that it is a sign of willingness to throw it away if it is enough to hand it to me. But it's not like I didn't imagine it.
"... just fine. Anesthetic guns weren't enough.... It's still in your clothes, isn't it? Give me that.
"I'm sorry, but I can't take it anymore because of you. You must be the one who made me physically incapable of shooting, right?
To Leon's words, Pride laughs that so too.
Leon, whose shoulders are not raised, can only take weapons as far as he can move his arms. Because that's why you dumped the weapon in your hand the first time.
You're in trouble, and Pride made Leon look strong with a smooth grin on his face.
That's the only means I have right now. It's okay, Leon walks over to him as he chants in his head that he did crush his shoulder. Walk slowly and step by step to Leon as he slips his sword into his own neck. If Leon comes to see the gap and take control of himself, pride can't resist it, either by force or by weight difference. Because it is also my only weakness, Queen Lasbos.
"... pride. I love you. I really want to help you now.
"All lies. Is it okay for an innocent white prince to lie so much?
As Kang, Kang, and Pride approached one step at a time, Leon did not make it slight except for words.
He roughens his breath in severe pain and keeps staring at his pride with his arms hanging. No matter how many times you can jump at her, keep giving her words until they arrive.
"So get rid of my sword already. Don't hurt yourself.
"Oh? Where did you get ready to hurt me?
Let's do what Leon says.
When his words were serious, he mocked them as if they had not arrived with the understanding that there was no lie or falsehood.
Finally the pride closing in to Leon's sight takes another step forward, making sure with his eyes that the blood overflowing from his shoulders is real. I put my strength into the hand holding the sword that stuck to my neck, wondering if I would be kicked again with those long legs, but I didn't even show Leon the way. Instead, make your palms appear to open to pride, indicating that you are not willing to do anything.
Pride slowly put his hands on Leon's uniform. Even if I just picked it, it weighed more than a superior cloth. Just a little turning and peeking is enough of a good number of weapons to deserve the word full-body armed.
"Pride.... I really don't like hurting you.
"Isn't that a nice amount of weaponry instead?
I'm going to try this out for you now, and Pride will say it in a whispering voice. But Leon doesn't move. On the contrary, I could even afford to gently whisper to her that "the old one is the collar" peeking inside Leon's uniform about which gun to use.
He was a confident pride who could handle anything with a gun, but laughing with his nose at Leon, who was going to provide him with a place for a weapon to flaunt himself, Pride stretched his right hand from the inside of his uniform. collar, and they did say there was a small gun there. Seems easy to hold. If you grab his collar to take it.
"Shall I give it all to you?
Shiru, and.
Using even Pride's hand, which grabbed his collar, Leon cleverly took off his team clothes himself. Out of his heavy team clothes, he ran sideways from the spot without heading to Pride. "Eh," Pride accidentally followed Leon with his eyes, with his uniform in one hand with his collar grabbed. Putin, and the group clothes that had become clumps of sound and weapons that cut the thread dripped into the stone fold while only the collar was grabbed by the less pride of the weight. make a heavy noise with Gotgoto, Pride chases Leon with his eyes as to what he intends to
Dogan, and a fierce flash wrapped her up with a low blast.
There was a scream, and the pride retreated in the light to avoid it from the spot.
The impact of the bomb was not a big deal in itself. Pride figured that there would be a massive explosion from now on in the tremendous amount of light of the flash emitted shortly after, with no injury to the burst of about a small bomb. I kept falling back, searching for the wall to jump off the tower and my back hit me on the way. I thought it was a wall, the moment I looked back
"It's okay. I'm not going to blow it up.
Leon, who was circling behind her, pushed her down on the spot so that she could hang herself.
Sagging, instead of raising his shoulders, he pressed his pride with only his weight and arm force, peeking into her face so far away that his nose tips touched each other.
It was too late when Pride understood that it had been fitted. The sword I had on my neck remained down when I tried to escape the bombing, and now Leon is grabbing me. Completely crushed by Leon with all his body, I can't move. I know better than anyone that I can't beat Leon, who is violent but a man in power.
"I'd be in trouble if they misused my weapon. If I didn't take it off correctly, I'd have a light suicide bomb and a flash shell.... It's really a trick to see gaps and get away with it.
I'm sorry for being in such a position. and whining, Leon peeks at Pride as he pushes him down.
I glanced at her glowing with embedded anger and hatred and glanced at her painful wounds dripping blood.
"Flash shells,... would be useless. I don't know where this is, but now the Anemone Knight is inside and under the castle and I don't realize it.
At least I didn't see a tall tower or anything from near the National Gate under the castle. Only the kingdom of Anemone uses flash shells. Leon also knows that the Kingdom of Friesia has not yet used it for practical purposes. That's why when I first climbed the tower, I didn't use flash shells until I knew where I was. As long as we knew where we were, we could have thrown far into places where our allies seemed to be and made them realize, but he knew best that it would be useless to let them go into the sky now in this situation.
"But I left a clue. I'm sorry, but I'll let you stay here until someone gets here."
Leon pushed down his pride on the hidden door where they came in.
There is no way that Tippett and Adam, who are women from below, can lift the weight for two. I think it's about the knights rushing to their place who can do that.
Until then, even if it's inappropriate, you can seal your pride and protect it. All you have to do is come the Knights. I thought so, and Leon grabbed her right hand while holding the sword straight
Pah!
"... ahh?
The laughter of pride spilled shortly after Kahaha and Leon's plundering voice was thrown up.
Why, why, I see pride with pain in my flank. Unlike the mixed look of anger and hatred earlier, there was a glowing grin in excitement.
Pride......? And when I try to whine, I don't have a voice. He was shot in through a gap in his armor. Leon can put his strength into his trembling arm to make sure of that. He woke up slightly and peeked and a small gun was held in Pride's right hand. That's the gun that was on the collar of my own uniform until just now. Just before leaving, Leon understood that Pride had recovered only the gun.
"Hey? How long are you going to be on top of the queen...... lah"
Dunno.
A quick slip of his right hand out of Leon's floating body, Pride thrust his wounded Leon's shoulder with a barrel of gunfire without hesitation. "Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Ahahahaha! and pride laughs at the unmatched rolling prince. He crawled out from under Leon and scratched his crimson hair, checking the number of bullets while standing up and kneeling, shooting two shots without hesitation into Leon, who endured overflowing blood and severe pain round his back. Gu 'uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
His pride smile sparkled when he breathed violently and saw Leon dripping blood from his mouth. Even the red tide widens her skin to tear her lips, stroking Leon's cheeks desperately trying to regain her breath.
"Woohoo...... nice face.... Hey? I'd like to see you suffer more.
He distorts his face so much that he has no more to suffer, turns to Leon, who doesn't even open his eyes, and talks inadvertently.
Leon, with his shoulders, flanks, and two other places overflowing with blood, is desperate to withstand the pain and his body doesn't move well, even though he thinks his vision might disappear if he stays like this.
"Are you gonna die? Leave my beloved kingdom of Anemone. Irresponsible prince!
Get acquainted with words.
It's okay, that little gun doesn't have that much power, it won't die in the last three shots, but there's blood. Leon tidies his head so he can't hear Pride.
How to survive now. I desperately seek ways to keep her from killing herself.
In the meantime, pride never stops. He regained his sword and stripped Leon's armor only from the front of his torso. Watching her peel off her own armor as she takes the time to hassle into the fittings, thinking that next time you have to look for the irremovable armor that protected you to your shoulders is out of place. Concentration is shredding, … I realize.
Karavan! and there is nothing to defend himself against by Leon, who was abusively thrown out of his armor. Finally, it also peels under the armor, and if cut off with a blade, exposes the white skin to the outside air. Pride strokes only once with a pleasant grin where there is a heart from his muscular upper body. On his knees to the irresistible Leon, when he was horseback ridden, he showed the sword up so that he could see it too. Leon, in a state of looking up to the sky, saw the appearance of a small star and pride floating in the sky at the same time.
"" Decide your heart out... whose route was it?
He groans like a soliloquy and gives it a brutal grin.
Leon, who figured out her words and what she was going to do with that sword, distorted her face without a word.
─... whoo-hoo,... I'll also... make a scratch on her.
I think of pride more than I do, my chest hurts.
I think even more of the people of the kingdom of Anemone who will be left behind after their death, and now they will be squeezed.
Sudden dissolution of engagement. By that, Pride, who was wounded by the name, never blamed himself. Rather, I loved Leon from the heart as an ally and was intimately involved.
That's why Leon thinks. Even though I didn't want Pride to scratch me for his own sake anymore.
".....................................................................................................................................
"What? Leon."
With a plundering voice, Pride replies with pleasure to Leon squeezing out in a flying consciousness. I lodged an absolute advantage in laughter just because I said I would listen to you for the last word.
I know what Pride is going to do. I'm not willing to beg for my life or anything. I know you won't listen to me if I stop you.
I don't want to die. Because my life is not even for my beloved pride, but for my own people. It's just, still, I want to leave him in words right now, what I want to tell him.
─... thank you...
"I will make you happy."
─ Really, thank you.
I lost everything and was separated from the world's most beloved being.
He pulled himself up at a moment that really, really fell to the bottom of the earth.
He laughed all the time if he didn't care about the wound he put on. She laughed happily that she was happy, and she was happy without herself again. It's because she's the one who gave herself everything and got it back. I wish I could put it into words and tell you so.
If they don't think I cursed her to death when I get back to sanity.
"Ah," leaks a dead voice.
Peeping at Leon like a fool, he said, "Ah?" and Pride asks back.
That's not all I know, laughing, she looks forward to watching Leon desperately trying to spin the word. I put my sword tip against his heart and stood up so that I could kill him whenever I weighed in like this.
Ah...... and. I got another voice.
I just heard that, once kaha to the pride of truncating... and spitting blood, Leon squeezed his voice out for a breath this time.
"Ah... no, and... I'm...
- You, from the bottom of my heart.
Oh, yeah. The answer from Pride was flat.
I can't help but think of the words that have already been thrown many times, the last time they were released now. Already, she knows that the words Leon threw at herself are meant to be. And on top of that, she returns it like this.
"All lies.
I dare you, pretend not to arrive.
Leon's kindness, goodwill, and fraternity deliberately trample everything.
Lift high the sword thrust against your heart. Tears conveyed to that grin of pride, which shimmered in disgust and ferocity, that no word reached the end than his own death.
Deep red hair shakes brightly, covering the starry sky. To that sight, which seemed to swing down slowly, Leon realizes this is the end of the line.... That's why.
─... good, take it with you.
Look at the tip of the sword that will reach your chest before you speak, and I think so.
Regret, mourn, whatever. I don't even want to die yet. My life cannot be dedicated to pride. For all my body, my heart, and my soul belong to my country and to its people.
─ Because I swore I would give everything to my beloved Anemone.
I swore to you that I would not dedicate my whole life, because it was me.
I don't mind after I die.
If it comes from this body that just gets burned and ashed one day, as much.
─ No roaring, no loving pain, no love. Because you're the one who taught me everything and gave me so much. This heart is for you...
Let's dedicate.
Kim Kim Kim Kim
"Huh... Huh... Huh..."
Pride's voice leaked.
Leon, who was staring at the sight without closing his eyes, also opened his eyes and was amazed. Her sword, which should have swung down, was bounced from side to side by something that suddenly flew.
Shortly after reaching Leon's chest, it was the knife that rolled into the stone fold with the played sword. The moment he realizes it played, Pride looks back from above Leon. It was a moment before her pride move was taken away shortly afterwards and she rolled beside herself. Leon thinks blurry as he leans back and just sees the sight.
─... Oh, yeah................ There was more.
He raises his voice as Pride yells and rambles out with his movements taken from him.
Leon thought the gun he had hidden, but if he turned his face to the side to make sure it fell out of her hand, too.
─ Pride.... what you gave me.
As he calls his name in a high voice, the person who rushes over holds Leon up with thin arms. Gently lending his knee to his head as it was, the long, feminine hair drooped down his face in a peeping clap.
If I didn't speak up and managed to convey my gratitude only with a grin, this time another person lined up next to it raised his voice, "Blood......" and looked around to see what something could bind him. Power falls out of Leon's body as he watches two men and women line up on their knees in front of him.
─ The people I met thanks to you.
In the blink of an eye, the body is bound and the bleeding is stopped.
Leon was relieved by the feeling that the blood continued to overflow stopped. He left himself to a fading consciousness because of the loss of power, and raised his voice so that if he closed his eyes, the woman would worry. I wanted to give it back, but I didn't have a voice. Then another voice was released to her instead of herself.
"... uh? You're not dead, keep him asleep. Cefek, Chemetho.
─ My... friend.