Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

I coughed up and realized I was able to breathe.

Burning flames and black smoke are rising at present. The sound of the burning and collapsing mansion reaches my ears in pieces. Keeping her knees on the lawn, Kyle laid her hands on her chest and tried breathing again. Alive.

"... Dear Mr. Lockload!? Walt, where are you!

"He's alive, I thought he was gonna die."

Walt answered with his hands up diagonally behind him. Can't he stand or keep his buttocks on the ground? Kyle also has a terrible sense of generalized disorientation.

"How come we're alive... we weren't disposed of"

The weight has increased since I mouthed it. We were truncated as human weapons against the Demon King.

I didn't even know I could get rid of it, it was used to bring out the Demon King, and it's a disposition of sentences.

(This isn't supposed to happen, it didn't)

I thought about it, and I mocked myself. Forget that I was a tool, and at some point I had hope for a future where the Demon King and the Church would join hands and not kill the Demon King.

The result was this tragedy.

"The Demon King helped us, didn't he?"

My chest grew heavier firmly on Walt's easy-going words.

"You got hit for doing that. I haven't heard of that magic for self-determination that can be forcibly activated."

"... Walt. You look fine."

"No, I'm all bodily. I honestly feel like you're alive."

"Not so! We've been disposed of! What are we going to do?"

"Free at last."

I just repeated it in my mouth. To Kyle like that, Walt laughs with a blamed face.

"You too, Kyle. All right."

"Duh, what do you mean?"

"Now I can't use any more old ladies for the church. I couldn't help but upset you like that, could I? I'm with you."

Walt says as he looks at the flashy burning mansion.

"You don't have to be tied to church with this anymore. Then I will serve the Demon King."

……

"What about you?"

"... I'm a church person. Otherwise, I don't know how to live."

"You yelled at the Demon King to run away?

Yes, that moment.

If you really only think about the church, you shouldn't have wished that. I was right to involve the Demon King in my outburst and try to kill him.

But I didn't get the right answer.

"... I was wondering if Iri would... cry"

"Isn't one of us going to get mad and get us killed?

"And then, about the end..."

If I could have been a real escort.

If all these days are real.

I always hoped so. Without even being aware.

I burst into tears with a bump. Walt pulls a little.

"Eh, lie here cry or hutu!? Stop it. I'm not glad Yarrow cried at me."

"Dear Claude,"

I can't breathe well because I haven't cried in so long as I don't remember anymore.

"Will you forgive me? Now, don't you think?"

"... come on?

"Tell me it's okay there!

"You are so surprisingly annoying!? I mean, before that, Master Claude, where were you? I don't think you were caught in an explosion."

"Did you call him?

Po suddenly came out in front of me and I almost screamed. Next to Kyle, who caught tears at once, Walt narrows his eyes.

"... what do you have, that. No way."

"It's a souvenir of cookies. I hope I helped you out, but I forgot. I was going back to the mansion to get it. Look, it burned a little, but it's safe."

"Are you an idiot going back to the burning mansion or something! What will you do if something happens!

"You think something's gonna happen to me?

Yeah already, and beside Walt covering his face, Kyle answers quietly.

"I'm not talking about whatever happens to you if Master Claude is safe. Please refrain from dangerous imitations"

Claude is silent. At that time I was concerned that it was an extra opinion, I could see a number of small flowers blooming at the feet of that claude. When I look at him wondering, Claude can gently flaunt his mouth.

"I'm worried about escorts."

"Because that's what I do."

Walt, who answers, has already decided to pledge allegiance to Claude. This man is always ahead of Kyle.

(Me too, admit it)

Grab a fist all the way and kneel with your exhausted body. Head down, staring at the dark shadow that fell to the ground. I opened my mouth.

"Dear Claude, I need to talk to you"

"Let's hear it."

"I was ordered by the Church to assassinate you. It was also me who suggested this secret conversation.... I didn't think we'd be used as weapons against you."

I blush my throat with my fingertips and laugh in a self-derision.

"But it doesn't make a difference that I put you in danger this time. It's all my fault. Walt has nothing to do with it."

Walt called his name to praise him, but he went on regardless.

"So please, I'm the only one punished."

"The aim of this church is not me. You two."

I was assured, I gave him the head he was lowering.

"I guess the Church didn't want me to know what information or knowledge you guys had. Besides, the Church itself knows you're excellent escorts. You're not supposed to leave it with me."

"... even so. The fact that I was betraying..."

But you tried to help me by recommending reconciliation to the Church.

Bite your lips all the time. While I'm not sure how to answer, a gentle voice forgives me.

"That just didn't work. You don't have to be sick. Originally, it was Irene who forced you out of the church. There are some mistakes."

"Isn't bombing an assassination order somewhat wrong... fine"

"Besides, Walt told me the church was ordering me to be assassinated. In confidence."

, and Walt grabbed Claude's bust the moment he spoke out of the air.

"What are you going to do if you don't tell me...!?

"Swear allegiance to me if you'll protect Kyle from the church, and he'll talk to me all washed up."

"So I won't stop talking rashly!? You said it was confidential, didn't you? Me!?

"Walt, you..."

I flutter, but I manage to get up. Then Walt turned to the side with a sieve.

"I just wanted to get you out of here."

"I was so sad to hear that."

Suddenly the story unfolds and I turn to Claude with Walt.

Claude didn't look that way at all - maybe he was sluggishly dropping his shoulder.

"I was wondering if you'd swear your allegiance to me."

"You've demanded something very heavy!? No, Master Claude, it's normal that if you do anything for me, I'll serve you, right?

"Am I such an unattractive master who won't be served until I do something..."

There is no such thing as pro bono loyalty being demanded, but the neat eyebrows stir up a sense of guilt and impatience according to the letter (c). The beauty of the Demon King is sin.

"Walt! You, apologize to Master Claude...!

"No, you apologize too! Damn, Demon King, you are so childish sometimes......! It's cool if it's in front of Iri."

"Isn't that natural?

They said it with a cool face, and Walt and I were gone.

(or you're totally played, this is...)

When I realized that, for some reason, everything was getting ridiculous.

I'm sure this man will take all the guilt and anguish we have, in its entirety. That's the kind of master I am.

"Well, both of you. Is that all you want me to tell you? I want to be the king who listens."

The first time they brought up the story of the escort, they said the same thing. Walt and I face each other and kneel in front of them side by side.

The flames that still burn are beautiful as if they were Hellfire.

"Walt Lisanis. As promised, I pledge my allegiance to you. Use this life for a long time."

"- Kyle Elford. I pledge allegiance as well. Now it's up to me to do it myself."

"Fine."

When I thought I heard my fingers squeal properly, the flaming mansion went out.

No, it didn't disappear. We moved, ourselves.

Owl voice that sounds better. Paved roads on cobblestones. High enough to look up, but familiar.

It's a church cathedral.

The statue of the Virgin of the Holy Sword overlooks the Demon King.

"This is what the invitation from the church said." We need to talk about Walt and Kyle's treatment, "he said."

A demon king with a burnt souvenir in one hand turns his back on Walt and Kyle, who round his eyes to the information in his first ear.

"We need to say hello properly. Don't be rude."

Red eyes twinkle. Moment after moment, lightning fell over the top of the building.