Yukimo and the Fight - Ingredients The Devil Tribe Loses Himself to Differences

When Millin noticed, she was falling into a dark, dreary, pit-like corner. At my feet I have lagons and crusty fallen.

Around them are men like human species, yet refreshed by demons, but seemingly more powerful than humans, dwelling in yellow light, wandering about.

I'll try to touch the crust, but my body is getting cold and I don't think I have a pulse. I see him taking his hand in Lagon's face, but he doesn't look like he's breathing.

(Lagon, crunchy, dead?

I sense that Millin has moved, and something glowing yellow approaches me. As he approached, he found out that the identity of the light was the corner above his head. The liquid-like aura that is flowing from that corner to the whole body is slightly emitting light. The shape is horrible and the back length seems about 1.5 times that of a normal human being.

"Who are you people? You guys, even so, only two creatures are women. Magic tools don't work here. This one's not human. Things."

"It's a thing? This man is from the Republic, Lagon, I am Milian Rune, of the royal family of this country. And it is my squire, Krasabi, who is out of breath here.

Now that Lagon and Krasabi are out of breath, there's nothing around them that protects them. Still desperately squeezing his courage, he answered by remembering the day of the assassination, when he protected Largo with his Shadow Xue prey. Something with horns - even call them ghosts - seemed a little surprised by the temperamental milin, but I immediately argued.

"This country? What is this country? This is a completely different place than in this world. There can be no country here. You don't seem to know exactly what this place means yet. What did you do and they brought you here? Say it. I can't lie here. And you can't deceive or lie into a single mouthful. That is the entrance to this eternal prison, the throat of truth. We can't talk anytime in this neighborhood.

"I don't talk about falsehood. I am Milian Rune, the first heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Grand Chantoul.

Another, the first ghost behind him yells as he spreads his hands a little and pretends that there's already enough.

"I've already figured that out! Do you know why you were brought to this eternal prison? What sins did you commit with that demon clan?

"I didn't sin or anything.

"You don't seem conscious. It has the effect of twitching the essence of hell on the top eight levels for what was suddenly thrown in here. Then think chilly here for a while with the rest of them, but good.

By the ghosts, the clams and lagons are picked up lightly, and the milin is pulled together to go.

Mirin was then trapped with Krasabi, Lagon, in a cage a little high, apart from the zombies and ghost-like people around here who couldn't even be hungry.

(I wonder if that's a kind of ghost, being in hell. Although it didn't seem like a demon. But I said something about the lagon. I wonder if people will die in eternal prison.

But the lagon that was said to be, of course, has no pulse unless he is crusty or breathing supposedly human. Of course my pulse is moving, and I'm breathing.

Then some time later, as time went on, Milin felt a stronger and stronger chill running through her body.

And the feeling repeats itself over and over again and over and over again. When I put it in my mouth, I felt more chills lumping on me, and I could see a tremor coming on my body, eating up my teeth and enduring it.

"Frightened, frightened...

For a long time, it was a milin who endured it, but repeatedly attacking, my voice grows too taunted. Then, as I cut the weir, I can no longer stop my fear. My body is rattled. My trembling teeth are rattled. It feels as if it is in front of a high fever.

"I can't help but be scared. I don't feel alive. It makes me want to hurt myself to get a living proof. Lagon, you can't move anymore, either. He's dead? Is that why they called you stuff? I want to die, too. I can't believe I'm stuck in a place like this forever.

But if you're looking at something like a corpse or a carcass you see here, Millin doesn't feel like she's going to die.

I don't care what you think. It's funny if you're not dead. I'm still trying to hurt myself like I'm alive with just the corpses and body parts. The bones are broken, the flesh is gouged, and the blood is gone, but it's still moving. Or what was still powerful was chopping up other living things with regret. Even when it comes to prey, there are only larger stones or sharp shards like those that smashed and cracked stones.

Fortunately, the Millins have managed not to only fit such damage because they are in isolation from those people, but just looking at them makes me almost hold my breath.

Will it happen to me one day? With a fingertip that couldn't stop trembling, why the dark hair of the lagon with its head on its knees, spilled tears fell on the mouth of the lagon.

And even more time, when Millin can no longer stand it any longer, Lagon's lashes move slightly. When it looked like it opened its thin eyes that way, the lagon finally opened its mouth.

"So...

It was the feeling that when humans from all over the world turned to their enemies and were stoned by everyone and ready to die, only one person appeared to speak kindly to himself.

Milin speaks of what she wanted to say from the moment she realized that the kingdom brave man who showed up at the signing ceremony was on the verge of falling, defending himself from the unreliable in the city of Bokovo and being the lagon who bought the book for me.

"Lagon! No, Lord Kingdom Brave. You, you must really be the kingdom brave man who helped me before from the assassination of the mafia. Lagon, you were the brave man of the kingdom.

"Yes... Your Highness is right. I was deluded to have a book prepared for me, and this happened."

"No. It's my turn to thank you. I've always wanted to thank you. Who the hell are you? And how could you help me? Who the hell are you to make me up until you put your life on the line? Please, talk about something. I'm going crazy to be alone in this noiseless world.

Yes, now Millin's ears haven't even gotten the moving sound of things that don't know if they're zombies or hungry ghosts hissing outside. No. Actually, I guess that's not making any noise. The silence that Keane and his ears were about to say surrounded his entire body and the fear stained his body. You perceived Milin's sad words, and Lagon stayed down, but blurred and opened his eyes and began to talk about them one by one.

"I 'm-- like they said earlier, in humans, no. I'm not even a creature. It's an automaton made by a famous alchemist, who was coming to that signing ceremony venue.

Millin is stunned. Speaking of kingdom braves so far, he said he thought he was the Dominion Master of the Holy Spirit and close to God, but he was just a doll. But Lagon is speaking of his own will now. Milin asks Lagon, who still doesn't look like a doll, no matter how he sees it.

"Then why are you talking now? The ones earlier said you can't use the tools, the magic tools won't work.

"Automaton turns other forces into vivacity, and it only moves with vivacity. I was turning the magic generated from the blood I got into life and moving. Automatons older than me made energy from burning gas into fuel and some turned it into a living thing to work with. In my case, I use magic to create a vibe that moves my body and thinks things, and even if I'm given magic from the outside like a magic tool, I can move, but that's not why I can't move without magic. Humans work the same way. I use magic to keep my experiences and memories, but humans themselves are not moving with magic. It should be moving with the vigor it creates from food nutrition and so on. But here there is a spiritual flow like the energy of a dragon vein that turns into life. So with that spirit, you and I can live.

"I didn't know that. So am I.

While Millin is so good, she opens and closes her right hand to see how it feels. I have heard that I can't really feel it, but indeed magic is only marginal to any human being. They say that the true king, my mother, has enormous magic, or pulse power, such that he can normalize the flow of holy veins with it. And all the same, the High Priest said he would be able to do those things himself. In other words, they will be equipped with immense magic and will be able to use the magic and miracles of exercising it.

"I will answer your earlier question. Lies don't seem to go away in this place, it seems impossible to say the wrong thing or even fix it. So what I'm about to say is true without mixing, so listen to me. If we talk about this, I think Largo won't be able to live with you anymore, but the only way to save your mind seems to be to talk.

"No, Largo. Why?

"As a self-contained automaton right now, I think and talk to myself, but I have memories and knowledge of a variety of people groaning in me. It depends on who I think and who I base my behavior on. Because they copied the way I thought and thought patterns into my mind. I can't get in touch with that person right now, but I'll let his story be my story.