Sairin Yuusha no Fukushuu Hanashi

- The most important thing in the world is entertainment.

“Holy Light God” Melt, “Fallen Light God” Hardia.

Once there was a two-pillar God in Leitesia.

The two-pillared God cooperated, producing men and submen, demons and demons.

Hardia first created one mighty demon tribe to lead the demons.

That's the first demon king.

And four more demons were created to assist the first demon king.

- That's the eagles “Dead Heaven."

The name Hilde Garda was given by the First Demon King.

The first demon king dedicated himself to the prosperity of the devil clan, and the eagles cooperated with it.

The prosperity of the Demon Nation - that was the wish of the first Demon King, and also that of the eagle.

But a war broke out so as to trample upon such wishes.

It's the battle between Melt and Hardia.

I don't know what the hang-up was.

I just remember Hardia attacking me like she was possessed by something, toward a melt trying to persuade me.

The dispute between God and God eventually sprang on the eagles as well.

said Hardia.

Kill every human being, every subhuman.

For that matter, I don't care how much you die.

As the saying goes, Hardia treated the Demons like disposable tools.

Many died.

I remember the first demon king crying over their death.

Then a few years later, the first demon king moved.

I secretly negotiated with Melt to protect the Demons.

Instead of being on Melt's side, he wants us to help the Demons.

Melt accepted it and sheltered the Demons.

That was the hang-up, and the formation was greatly reversed.

Hardia was gradually cornered.

Melt kept calling on Hardia, even though he said he was in his favor.

Let's not fight like this, there's something wrong with me.

But Hardia didn't stop.

It wasn't long before the incident happened.

A human warrior, who was Melt's belly, betrayed Melt.

Poking through a gap in the wounded melt, Hardia led the army and attacked.

From there, I don't know the eagle.

As soon as the battle began, it fell to the bottom of the valley under the attack of Hardia.

It was fatal.

My soul is missing and I can't recover from using healing magic.

"... I don't want to die, I don't"

Attack the eagle, fear of death.

Crawling through the ground, the eagle searched for the valley's exit.

In the meantime, we were really lucky to meet the werewolf species we were hunting for.

Only theory existed possessive magic.

During his death, the eagle used it.

A sorcery of extremely low success rates - but the eagle could miraculously succeed.

Possessed by the body of the werewolf species, it protects the wounded soul from the outside world.

By doing so, the eagle lived longer.

(Give it back... Give me my body back)

Strange emotions gush up in my chest at the sad voices I hear repeatedly.

The eagle thought it was guilty.

But oddly enough - the eagle in the water flowing nearby had a tearing grin.

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Then the eagle found out about this upside down.

Melt died and Hardia was sealed in the underworld.

Regardless of the sealed Hardia, the melt with the body of God will soon come back to life.

The first demon king and all four heavens except “rain” seemed dead.

Now, it seems that the second generation of demon kings rule the Demon Nation.

Seems to be working with a cooperating human being and living in peace.

In the body of the werewolf species, the eagle considered the meaning of living.

The first demon king said.

He wants to create a world where the Demons can live in peace.

Then I thought the eagle should also cooperate with that ideal.

Stand out, the surviving “rain” underpins it.

So the eagle decided to support the Demon King's Army from behind, as the name implies.

Hope this peace lasts a long time.

But the peace did not last.

I don't know what caused it.

But then again, war broke out.

It was a war of people, subhumans, demons, and meddling.

The eagle desperately tried to stop the war.

Many times, we made a truce.

But I couldn't.

Always, just one more step.

Always, something interrupted me.

It was a human pride that we were the best.

It was a single arrow unleashed by a sub imprisoned in revenge.

It was the madness of the demons who ran wild in search of a struggle.

It's, it's, it's, it's...

No matter how many times you try, how many times you help, how many times you try, how many times you scratch your feet.

It was pointless.

I couldn't get rid of the war.

And one day, the eagle was caught in a war and nearly lost his life.

I retained my life, but the flesh that was possessed died.

At that time, the eagle thought again.

I don't want to die.

Also, I thought:

"Do eagles need to suffer for these fools? '.

Knowing that what I had done was futile, the eagle became apathetic.

I didn't feel like doing anything.

There was no point in living.

But I was afraid to die.

He kept living like a dead man, invaded by the thirst of boredom.

I don't want to die.

So the eagle wandered to find the meaning of living.

It has been since then.

What makes you feel less guilty about taking over someone else's body?

It was not until I began to rejoice in the sad cry of my possessed opponent.

No, you're not.

From the beginning, the eagle was delighted by someone's misfortune.

I just couldn't name this emotion.

One day, he killed a person with a whimsically possessed body.

It was the family of the possessed.

I felt a similar pleasure at the top to the owner of my screaming, frenetic and crying body.

Then.

What made me joyous about stomping on others and letting them despair?

Killed a human.

Killed a subhuman.

Killed the Demons.

- It was a pleasure.

A painfully gasping voice, a cry for the death of the family, a scream of those who flee ugly and distorted their faces, a cry of life emanating from a trembling voice, but a howl of a loser cursing that it was cowardly, a whimper of those whose expectations were smashed and collapsed.

How ridiculous and unusual are those who have negative feelings.

Seeing the people exposed to the ugly end, I felt the pleasure of rising to heaven and the superiority of being able to escape death and stay alive.

No one and he, stupid, dull and vile.

Everyone, the eagle is nothing but a toy of joy.

Boredom kills people.

- Therefore, the most important thing in the world is entertainment.

Moisturizing thirst, the only means is entertainment.

Seeing people's misfortunes is the best entertainment.

But I just get tired of killing them.

Just take over, it's boring.

One day, the eagles began to mimic the character of the person they took over.

And he decided to step on the person, object, and creed that he cherished on it.

This was far more pleasant than I had imagined.

And all that he hath accumulated over the days of the decades, in only a few days.

I've never had this much fun.

The demon clan with a similar name to the eagle, "Hilda," was fun to play.

She wanted to encourage her fellow soldiers who were getting dark in the war.

He was talking bright and cloudy, encouraging his surroundings.

So the eagle, 'bright and fun, made others uncomfortable'.

While I was spending it that way, Orteguia showed up.

Demon clan formed by sending down the previous demon king.

Interested in him, the eagle became the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon King's Army.

Because I wanted to see what Orteguia would do nearby.

And soon, the abominable man appeared.

Hero Amatsu.

A man who wielded justice and crushed many of the entertainment that the eagle had prepared.

You want to make a world where everyone can hold hands?

I am forced to decide.

The eagle powdered himself so much, it was impossible.

There's no way a guy from another world can do that.

I don't care, I don't care, I don't care.

So the eagle decided to thoroughly trample the amatsu.

I took over Lucifina's body and betrayed her.

It felt so good to see Amato's face during death that his consciousness was about to fly.

It's a lie, an emotion I want to deny.

Despair of being betrayed by a loved one.

That look that brought tears to my eyes and is going to collapse even now.

It was superb entertainment.

No matter how much you hunt him down, that man who's been eating you down without giving up!

My people betrayed me and my heart is broken!

Zarami.

That's how I wanted to scream, and the eagles were full.

Well, in front of Lewsas and Dionis, I refrained from doing that.

After I killed Amatsu, I played with Lucifina.

This woman is no less righteous than Amatsu.

This is the kind of woman who feels great when she steps on it.

"Lucifina" had the desire to "make everyone in the world happy" and "powder themselves. But I want to work for others".

So the eagle 'took the initiative, trampled others and made everyone in the world unhappy'.

With Dionis, he also destroyed villages he had been to in the past.

Lucifina's voice, which shed tears in her heart every time, was sweet dew.

It was a difficult pleasure to feel the temperamental Lucifina's heart lacking.

'Why do you do this...?

To Lucifina's voice as she asks, the eagle answers.

'-' Cause it's fun. I enjoy feeling you cry. [M] It's nice to see someone suffer from you killing them. Nothing sweeter exists than the misfortune of others. I'm just licking that sweet thing. So will you suffer more? The more unhappy you get, the more sweet honey you can lick. '

The cry of Lucifina, who pushed him to death, echoes inside the eagle.

A sobbing Lucifina occasionally calls the man's name 'Mr. Io, Mr. Io'.

"Heh, heh. You're all the same. [M] When there is nothing I can do, I can tell the dead. That man is already dead. You killed him, didn't you? Yet it's ridiculous to tell that man. Not at all."

I'll tell him to step on the stronghold.

It was pleasant to see that temperamental Lucifina's heart break.

This world is a eagle toy box.

The eagle will forever, play and live in this world.

So...

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"Get up."

When I was ready, I crushed Hilde Garda's unconscious foot.

With a small groan, Hilde Garda regains consciousness.

"-"

Did you grasp the situation, Hilde Garda attempted an immediate escape?

It's no use.

Pulled into a chain that bound itself, Hilde Garda fell to the ground.

On that clap, a crack enters Hilde Garda's white skin with a crisp sound.

"Ugh...... ah. Hurry up... next body..."

"You think that opportunity will come around?

It's chained so you can't escape.

While asleep, I took away the magic in my body.

I also recovered the Magic Grant (Magic Item) that I had hidden in my body.

And right in front of Hilde Garda, me and Elfi are standing.

"Ko, dude...... The eagle... here."

Hilde Garda blues white skin and reflects fright in her eyes.

But that was a moment.

Ba and hands, trying to activate something against me.

But nothing happens.

Magic cannot be used.

"... Hmm. If I could kill myself now, it would have been easier. Sounds like a boulder can't handle it."

In a voice that restored calm, Hilde Garda said so.

What, did you try to kill yourself?

"I didn't know you were going to choose suicide for hostages, escape, that phrase. I'm staring down."

"Ha, I hope I'm looking down on my own, former demon king"

When I say that to throw up, Hilde Garda turns her black eyes at me.

There was no fright in those eyes, and there was a notion of giving up.

"Well, Heavenly Moon Iori. If you're going to kill the eagle, you should hurry. It's about you. I'm guessing the sub-people down there will try to help, too? If it does, the void labyrinth will crush the Great Forest."

"... you're calm for saying you don't want to die"

"I don't care what happens from this situation. I stopped scratching for nothing."

With an enlightened grin, Hilde Garda continues her words early.

"Come on, what revenge will you show me? From your mouth, you've imposed sanctions on those who betrayed you, haven't you? The truth is, I'm interested in what way they've been dying. How did Dionis kill him? It's about him, he was unnecessarily distracted, wasn't he?

Keep your mouth shut, and I'll smash your foot if you're safe.

Groaning small and sweaty, Hilde Garda did not break his grin.

"... I wonder if this is how you've hurt your opponent and lowered your betrayed stash. I'm sorry, but I can't live up to your expectations."

Hilde Garda says as she opens her black eyes as if she has boiled the malice of the world, with a tearing ugly grin.

"The eagle has been able to tread and delight many before. So I'm going to hold on to the" If they do this, I won't be happy. "

…………

"Come on, you can hurt and kill the eagle as you like. But I don't live up to your expectations. I will not expose you to unusual death, like those you have killed before. - Until the very last moment, I will mock you!!"

Seeing the winning Hilde Garda, I thought.

Oh. I chose this avenging method, and he said it was sincere.

You were right to rapidly absorb the labyrinth nucleus you got and regain power.

"Oh. As you wish, shall we begin our revenge? It's time for the effects of the brainwashing magic I used on you."

"What..."

Hilde Garda gives a hazy look.

I made a jarring noise as I tried to stretch an arm tied to the chain to my head.

I guess I felt a trace of witchcraft in my head.

"To the eagle, what..."

"You said you wanted to stay alive while you mocked others."

"I'm hearing what you did!

"So I'm going to keep you alive for a while"

With that said, I stuck a blade in Hilde Garda's thigh.

Push the blade into the back, move it gritty and decide the meat inside.

………… ... Ah, wow. "

After opening a strange time, Hilde Garda groans late.

Seeing that, I was convinced of my success.

"That... is... keep torturing the eagle... is that it?

In the uncircumcised voice of Lu, Hilde Garda asks.

Well, you're not mistaken.

"I used some magic on your head. Brainwashing magic."

To awaken Lucifina, I cast magic in my brain.

Oh, in that way, brainwashing magic works.

This is the magic I created by applying it.

"I used a magic trick on your brain that gradually slowed down your sense of time"

"........................ what?

"In short, you will take my revenge for decades and centuries to come."

"... eh, eh"

Understand my words, Hilde Garda opens her eyes.

Pale your face, wet your forehead with sweat, and tremble your lips as a crocodile.

"... it's a lie... I don't... I can, I should"

"You don't have to believe me. You'll see soon enough."

Using his sword, he gently stabs Hilde Garda's body.

Take care not to be fatally wounded, but take care to experience the pain fully.

"Ah... gih"

Opening for a few seconds after stabbing him, Hilde Garda skewed her face into pain.

And I guess that's why you noticed.

What I said was right.

"Stupid...... then, really......"

From the face of Hilde Garda, who speaks so, the margin had disappeared until earlier.

"It's about time. In a minute or so, you'll feel slow to the point where you can't have a decent conversation"

"...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Didn't you laugh at us until the last moment?

Shaking his head with a boom, Hilde Garda screams as he spits.

"Please......! Kill me!

"Don't be shy."

"I don't like this! Duh, please... please kill me!

"You, you said it. He doesn't want to die."

I say to Hilde Garda, who weeps and pleads repeatedly with his breath as rough as hyperventilation.

So, yeah.

――――

- I'll let you live, fully.

At that time, I thought I would have a tearing smile.

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(I don't like it)

There is no change out of sight.

I see the time is slowing down.

I don't move as my body thinks.

(The eagles keep having fun in this world. I don't want this ending!

The wounds that have been chosen give rise to a jiggle and strong pain.

I can't wait to use healing magic even though it hurts.

It hurts, but it keeps happening.

(Stop it! Oh, it hurts, it hurts!

Itsuki is moving slowly, slowly.

Hanging for hours, Iwo peels off his eagle nails with an evil grin.

The pain of merimerimerimeri and nails being stripped from the flesh.

That stretches out for hours and strikes the eagle.

(Don't... agh, don't...!

Slowly, Iwo peels off one nail at a time.

It took me nearly three days to finish peeling off my fingernails.

In the meantime, the wounds in the body continue to hurt, adding a sense of nails being peeled off there.

(No kidding! Awww!! The eagle is “Yin”!! To you, this... there is no way this is stupid!!)

That doesn't end there.

I get broken bones.

Break the meat.

Slowly, Iwo waves his eagle body.

(Hih, yih, gi)

Ouch.

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch.

Ouch Ouch Ouch!!

I can't keep up with my stomach movements due to such severe pain that I'm about to throw up.

(Ohhhhh! I have no voice! I can't talk!! I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to!

At the same time, I found my senses stretched further.

My sensory time keeps slowing down.

(Not really. Why would a weasel have to fit such an eye!

(Fuck, fuck, fuck! Somehow, can't we get out of this situation?

(... No, I can't use magic. I can't even move my body!

(This... I can't believe the eagle exposed this kind of indiscretion. Heavenly Moon Iori, Elphiszark, Lucifinaa! I won't forgive you, I'll kill you. I'll shake it scattered and then I'll match it to the same eye as the eagle!

In my heart, I burn hatred to distract the pain.

Imagine how I would kill those people and endure a long time.

While doing so, Iwo moved slowly, pointing the cutting edge of the blade this way.

It wasn't until a few days later that I realized the sharp spot was pointed at my right eye.

(Liar)

Slowly, slowly, the blade approaches.

I won't be here any time soon.

In the stretched time, all I can do is stare at the blade closing in on my eyes.

(It's a lie, I don't like it. Don't. Don't come!

I can't do anything.

Slowly, slowly.

The blade's sharp, it's coming into my eyes.

(Ahhh... ahhh...)

Eventually, the blade stabbed me in the eye.

Gitchy feel.

――――――!!

My consciousness flies to severe pain, but I can't even lose my mind.

Severe pain with foreign objects entering your eyes.

The blade doesn't go any further, it just keeps hurting.

The complete blindness of the right eye was months after it was made into physical time.

(Hih, ahhh. My eyes, ahhh!

Half my vision.

Severe enough pain to make me go crazy.

I couldn't faint, I couldn't sleep, and the eagle had to think of something to distract the pain.

And I noticed.

What happens if they crush your left eye too?

(Nothing, I can't see...?

Darkness.

Darkness where only pain persists and you don't even know when you can die.

(Hih, ah... Wow...... Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!! No, no!! I hate that!!)

I couldn't wait to get scared of Io's movements.

(The eagle worked hard for everyone, but he was just enjoying the reward)

(Why do I have to be so blind! This is crazy! This is crazy!

(Because I got my hands on Heavenly Moon Io? Because you were involved in Elphis Zark? Because you possessed Lucifina?

(If I hadn't done anything, wouldn't the eagle have fit this eye?

(If I knew, I wouldn't have done this! I didn't get my hands on it!!)

(Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

(The eagle was bad! Let me go already!!)

(I can't stand this going on forever! Because I don't care about entertainment anymore! Because if it doesn't hurt, what a good idea!

(Forgive me...... please, forgive me!

(Sorry, sorry. Sorry, sorry!!)

(It's dark. I don't like seeing anything)

(My eyes hurt. My nails hurt. Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch!!)

(When will my left eye be crushed? When are you gonna lose sight of anything?

(Scary, painful, scary, painful, scary)

(stop there...... thats the place, ahhhhhhhh! Ouch, ouch, ouch)

The pain persists.

It won't end forever.

I don't even know how many decades have passed.

Eventually.

(-)

Iwo pointed the blade at his left eye.

(Ah, ah)

Over the years, the blade slowly approaches.

(Shit...... No, no, no)

Over the decades, the blade approached me.

(Hi. stop, don't close your eyes)

I can't see.

(No more pain)

(Zank, Surfis, Randolph, Demon King…)

(Because I was terrible! Sorry, sorry...... let it go)

(Eyes don't...!

Blink, and the vision of his left eye was covered in darkness.

I can't see anything anymore.

The pain only lingered.

I don't see anything.

I don't even know when hell will end.

(Oh no... I'm frightened...)

Please.

(- Already, let it go)

No matter how many times you plead.

Hell, it didn't end for me.

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"... you look dead"

"Oh."

I shook my whole body and then I killed Hilde Garda.

Hilde Garda is dead with a look of fear.

It took less than enough time to kill him, but this guy would be feeling thousands of times the moon.

What kind of hell are you in by now?

A crack entered Hilde Garda's body, shattered and scattered.

I guess the limits of my soul have come.

"Scattered, I've been pressing pain on others."

Look down at the wreckage, I say.

- Now you keep taking the pain.