... I can't do this shit.
I can't stop the taste of blood after swallowing it many times.
Redness remains in vain no matter how many times you spit it out in jail.If the guards grab my shoulders and push me, it will hurt my tied hands.Every time the rope swallowed, it echoed to my shoulders as if it were a brand new wound.
Thinking that he had been taken out of a dim cage, he was walking in a big palace.I can eat it for the time being if I peel off one piece of shikoko anywhere.I thought I'd walk or come at work anyway, but if I were free, I'd go into the castle and steal it. I wish I was dead.
Rather than a castle, I never wanted to come near this freesia again.Even this time, I was supposed to escape that cliff alive.Both knights scattered in the ground.
Unless there's even a Bakemon.
"Wait here. Execute him when he tries to escape."
I don't know if I can get away with this.
Even if I want to throw up, my mouth is already bitten by cloth.The guards who commanded the mighty stopped in front of the door.The guard standing in front also glanced at us with his cold eyes.Kill him all the time.
Beyond the thick doors decorated with sparkles, he stood before his eyes and could not hear anything.Even a guard holding a spear so tight that he might just shake his body can't even move it slightly.
... anyway, it doesn't make much difference how many days after you die now.
"I will now confess your guilt."
Yes, I was told before they got me out of the cage.
I don't even have to think about why they pulled me out to the royal palace.I knew what was waiting for me in front of the door before I opened it.He will be brought to trial and killed after he has been deliberately heard out of his mouth.I can see that.The fate of "us" is probably determined.
The heavy door was opened without any premonition.Opened from the inside, slightly pushed back.Looking at the front, it was as luxurious and spacious as I thought.The first thing I saw was the royalty looking down at the highest position.Next up... was a familiar kid.
My mouth moved when I realized it was a bakemon, but it wasn't a word with a bitten cloth.Speaking ill, I later realized that I had been skewered on this spot.
"The sinner's name is Val.This man says the Knights of Anemone are still alive.And they're confined away from the cliffs. "
I can't even remember the words of a great gentleman who speaks for the royal family.
One of the kids wearing a shiny dress gets into his eyes.I'm sure it's that Bakemon.
An eleventh child dressed up pretty, but with eyes caught up in flashy redheads.The Bakemon in that figure was looking at me alongside the little one.That kid, if it hadn't been for him, he wouldn't have been caught like this.
Why did the royal family show up on the cliff? What was the gun on that sword?I wonder if you can finally train women to fight in Queen's Land.Don't even answer the Bakemon in the form of a child before.There's no such thing as a conversation between a great royal family.
"Permanent imprisonment. Is it a bad execution?This time, it may have affected alliances with neighboring countries, so I wonder if the execution is justified. "
... your heartbeat is roaring through your ears.
Your eyelids open to the limit and you breathe.I couldn't believe what you said. My heart pulsated.Was it because the eleven children gave him an execution, or was it simply because he was condemned to death?
A dying kid knows that a Bakemon is not just a Bakemon, but a royal one.I can't stop being less human than Temee and the others.Death or life doesn't change, it's with those stones after all.
"Slave contract" and even if you name it, it only feels chilly.I've heard of slavery among backyards. Freesia is the only way to produce "slaves."I didn't expect it to descend on Teme.
"There are three possible treatments"
Execution, subjugation, or release from subjugation.
Whatever you choose, I'm just waiting for the fucking end of the line.Lie on your knees in front of a child who speaks with a plain mouth.
The eyebrows didn't even shine, trying to stare up at a position lower than the child's back length.I knew it was a Bakemon from that time.
He was the son of a bitch who defeated the backyard businessmen, ordered the Bachemon Knights, and even commanded the Knights.The little princess who is stunned by the side looks a little more human.All the kids looking at me, the merchandise and everything else, are this way.Obviously I only know how to live a sweet, slightly warm life, you happy little shit.
"Well, pride. Choose for yourself which of these is the most appropriate punishment for him."
A cold thing ran through my spine.
No kidding, I don't care why this kid is here.I can't stand to kill you. On the contrary, it's just a bakemon that just killed me.
If I hadn't known about my special abilities, I'd definitely have been killed along with the others.I don't know if the whole royal family was involved in the princess' intrusion or if it was Princess Bachemon's own play.
The words of a rattling kid don't even get into my head.It was just a feeling that something sharper than the guard's spear was poking into my throat, and my throat creepily dried up.
It's impossible except execution, but it's disgusting to just wait for a certain word to pulsate your heart.I knew it. The death I was supposed to have given up was laughing right in front of me.
Even if the Bakemon unscrews my mouth cloth, it won't turn my head.When I knew it was the death penalty, I shut my mouth at will, saying, "If you say anything extra, I'll punish you on the spot."
I don't know what's going on with Tememe, but it's Bakemon's call to prolong it even for a second, knowing he'll die in the end.The desire to spit doesn't even boil.Fight against killing me.
"Val, which punishment do you want?
…… ……
I didn't understand the meaning.
What are you talking about? Why are you asking me?Are you afraid to come here and make a decision in Teme?I can't think of a Bakémon who abandoned all those undercover businessmen and used me to save him.
"You can no longer commit a crime when you have made a bond of slavery.They are not allowed to leave the country and are only allowed to earn a living on decent work.Even if you live, your life will never come true, and even if it suits irrational eyes, you cannot retaliate with your own strength.No matter how many hits you get, no matter how many important things you take, your fists will never reach them.Depending on your way of life, hell is waiting for you more than death. "
I don't know how to live.
If you can't get out of the fucking Freesian kingdom and you can't commit crimes, there's no way I can make money or live like this.There's nothing but spitting blood, sipping mud and fishing for dust.
I've only sucked sweet juice because I still have special abilities.Slaves can live easier to understand.Or are you telling me to be eaten by a slave hunter?
I don't know about slavery, but how can I live without taking it away from others in a freesia that just drowns in the lower classes?
Silent Bakemon didn't want my answer, but he was waiting.
I didn't even think about it anymore, I knew I wouldn't die decently from the start.If we don't live like this, we'll end up in Freesia being trafficked and even worse.If you're alive and shit doesn't make any sense.
─ I don't want to die....
"... I don't want to die...Even a slave... will do anything.So.... "
I beg the royal family for my life.
Feeling of your body breaking apart and nausea.With his gaze down, he tied his teeth to humiliation.
Hurry up and kill him. I couldn't say the word.How relieved it was to say that while spitting on the royal, overlooking Bakemon.
You know how many times sinners say their opinions don't change.Still, at the end of the day, I stumbled miserably on the lifeline.
If you don't want to die, your hands and feet are sore enough to wander around unusually on this spot.No matter how hard you put it on your damaged wrist, you don't feel anything like numbness.I kneel and hang myself in the darkness of royalty's hobbies.It would have been easier if I had cut my neck without being told anything.
"I see. He will be released after the bondage."
After being told the words, the compressed lungs finally breathed through.
I can't believe I'm letting you live, and I can't even say anything.Because he's a kid, he really decided on my life begging.
The sound of his breath could even kill him. In silence, only his heartbeat reached his ears slowly until the queen opened her mouth.Will you live, will you live, will you not die,... how will you live?Hey, if your head goes around in vain with blood, scramble the inside with words in the same sense.
"My beloved daughter. You have now brought him to justice as First Princess.Then you must make the slave contract now. "
Lord of slaves. The moment I understood that it would become the Bakemon in front of me, my hair would flare up.
I can't even think of it as a kid, but this kid was just weird.Before the royal family, it may be the same person, but it's a suspicious Bakemon.You probably knew me by pointing my sword at the crash of the cliff. It's a Bakemon that used his special abilities.I can't resist being tied to him forever until I'm dead.It is a better way of life to die than to rot.After all, you should die, or you'll be killed easily if you curse, spit and go around properly here.He will surely die decently.More than anything else, the only time I could ever be carved into a life-long servitude by a bakemon that drove my life crazy was when my head went wild.
My eyes were sucked in by a thin trembling hand.
It wasn't fun or anything, but rather, the kid was distorting his face and taking a pen for the first time.
I understand in the corner of my head that this is just a task to keep me alive on the side of the princess running the pen with reluctance.That's why you kept me alive. It doesn't make any sense to ask me if I'm alive or dead.
I was definitely told this was the only way to keep me alive.
When the Bakemon finishes writing his name, he finally puts a piece of paper before me.He untied his hand and at the same time he held his spear more sharply than ever before.Make any strange moves and they'll kill you.... I take a pen thinking that if you move strangely, you'll die.
If you die, the knights will blow bubbles at the end.If you can't find the knights in your neighborhood, you'll have to suffer.Finding that place is impossible for both the Bakemon Knights.
In my head, my hands tremble with a pen that is lighter than a knife while sweating on my neck and forehead.It's over when I write it. I'm a slave, and I don't think I can make you throw up a bubble or shit.... I wrote Teme's name and hit him.
Damn it, it's not decent. I know how to die, but I hated it enough to beat it and make my nausea boil.No matter how much you die, your heart instinctively screams out that you don't want to die, no matter how much you think of it as a last resort to feed bubbles on both the knights and the royal family.
I sold off my slaves, and in exchange for the raw, I cling to the servants of Teme myself.Until now, no matter how many times I was thrown away, beaten, spit on, beaten, or token, there was no more humiliation or shame.All of Teme's blood gets hot.
The moment I finished writing, my heart beat to understand that I was definitely connected to the Bakemon that kept me alive in front of me.Subsequently, I realize that most of the orders I was forbidden from getting into my head were routine until now.It seals off all of Teme's ways of life.The rope wrapped around my body is so tight that it can't be compared to the rope.I forgot the other way of life.
After the order, the inconvenience did not come out even if the rope was finally removed.He was pulled by the guards and walked with his back poked, grabbing the painful wound and holding it while leaving the hall.After this, even though they said it was the Knights, they didn't even have the strength to get tired of exhaling and hit their tongues.No matter what happens to the knights, the contents are more human.
Compared to that Bakemon who ran around the cliff, threatened to catch me, killed me outside of a contract, and did it with a flat rattle.
"............"
I can't take off my collar forever.
……
"Val, come to the hallway now!"
... you wake me up again in the morning with a slurpy voice.
If you think this is the second time after Sefek, you want to scratch your head, but whose voice understands the body before that happens on your own.Because I was ordered to "now", I walked out to get off the roof as instructed while I was stretching.
I will carry out the Lord's orders regardless of my will.Before I went down the roof, I looked in the other direction again, and Cefek and Chemet were still standing there, as I thought.
"Damn, Val can't be trusted in school, so if you need help, come to me!Good luck. "
"Yes! Let's talk about what happened when school was over!
I can't hear you from here, but Sefek's been scared there for hours.I guess Chemette's been seeing each other longer anyway.
"If you miss me, you can come to me." "If you're bullied, tell me!Sefek was the most frightened.
Create scaffolding from the wall opposite the middle school building to avoid the ability of both teachers to slip down.The cries of both teachers, who mistook me for jumping, echoed many times.Princess Bakemon and the Knight's kid right next to Temee and the others, can you fly from this height?
Descend to the ground, from where you head to the main designated street crossing corridor with a large crotch.When I looked back in the voice of the Lord, I could only see the glitter, but maybe that was the crossing corridor.Enter the elevator and climb the stairs, observing as if it were about upstairs.Some kid looked at me and shook his shoulders, but as soon as he stared at his tongue, his whole face shifted.The way we do things is with the lower classes.
What if the infiltrating kid stands out in the morning?I thought I was late, but it's only a matter of time before the Lord comes to mind.The son of a bitch who had a brawl between the Knights and the bandits at the eleventh seemed to know what to do with his fourteenth figure.
"Val, where do you need to go to the restricted area?"
The Lord yells at the opening as he enters the hallway.
You scratch a lot of sweat and walk closer to me with your legs wider than usual.No matter how angry you get, you look like the old kid, and you look like a common man, so there's nothing majestic about it.I think the kid has become even more like a kid.
And he laugheth with his nose as he dareth to make fools of him, and answereth the LORD's question, I wonder.I didn't even know that the rooftop was a restricted area.When I climbed up the wall, I thought it would be convenient because there were no people, but apparently the door was also locked.I didn't care because I couldn't stop anyone climbing the roof of the building.
"I was just in time for bed.I didn't choose a no-go zone. "
"The teacher would have been desperate to be careful. If I'd just come down at that time, I wouldn't have made such a scene."
"Hate, they're not royalty. They don't have orders.No matter how much you violate it, if it's not illegal, it's no problem.
"Please don't mention the royal name here."
The Lord who hides his voice and yells at Hisohiso, and the prince and the knight's kid who shrink to his left and right, also eat bubbles. Nobody checks out their gaze in the hallway.
Now that we're royalty, the undercover inspection is over.She laughed while looking down at the children who were in a hurry and easy to understand.It shrunk to a position where it was always easy to look down.
If you don't want to find out so much, you should've acted like someone else instead of stopping me.Originally, it stands out because of my relationship with me, which can be seen with white eyes even just because of the color of the skin.
In order to finish this conversation quickly, the Lord, who is angry with his snort, will shrug off with his hands.
"I don't care how soft I am.If you don't want to find out, don't worry about me from the beginning.... "
"So, let's, let's, let's!I'm saying it for you, too.
Troubleshooting.
Hiding his voice, he stunned at the noisy lord and turned back only his gavel.
The main thing I'm saying is that my hair and clothes change as I shrink.It's no different from the "kid" eight years ago.
"Come to me."
... it really hasn't changed.