Sairin Yuusha no Fukushuu Hanashi

- The girl's world, once, came to an end.

The world for her when she was young was the place where she was born.

Don't bluff. A father and a mother who shows such a father an understanding.

Village people treat themselves indivisible with a glimpse of their parents as great people.

That was the girl's world, everything.

A girl who had never been outside the village, but there was colour in everything that appeared in her eyes.

Girls who don't know a lot, it would have been nice to even have here.

That was happiness.

- I remember a burning house, the smell of meat burning, the blood of a mother creeping to the ground, the face of a lowly man who talks about his father's death.

That day, the girl's world marked an end.

Wounded, the girl fled through a small world.

There is no escape, every drop of blood that spills takes the girl's life.

The walk became stubborn, and the girl sat down.

I didn't care about everything anymore.

The girl's world was only in this village, and that was it.

So to the girl who lost everything, there was no point in living already.

One shadow approaches her, who has given up everything.

said the girl.

He wants me to kill him.

Shadow said.

You don't want to live, I thought.

The girl answered.

That I no longer have a point in living.

Shadow said.

What do you mean by living?

The answer is simple.

This village was the girl's world, everything.

So now that it's gone, you have no point in living for yourself.

"Neither do I know what it means to live"

Shadow said.

That's why I've been looking for it.

"Was this really the only village you meant to live in? Don't you think it makes any other sense?"

The girl didn't know what the shadow was talking about.

But it got me thinking.

What is the meaning of what I have lived to date?

What has the mother who gave birth to herself ever lived for?

"- Run, live."

For what, the mother shielded herself and tried to protect herself?

My dead father asked me what I've been fighting for.

Blood flowing from the wound takes the warmth away from the girl.

The pain gradually turns into something dull, narrowing my vision.

Take the color away from the girl.

"Do you really want to die?

I don't see why that shadow throws such a question at me.

Maybe there was no point there, it was just a whim.

It's just that the girl saw it.

I stare at myself like a jerk, in golden eyes.

What were you thinking then?

The truth is, the girl doesn't remember much.

Just words out of my mouth.

Only that cry overflowing from the bottom of my heart can be remembered with clarity.

- I want to live.

The girl who lost the meaning of living the world still wanted to live.

"If you lose your reason and still want to live. Again, if you want to find the meaning of your life, the meaning of your birth. - I'll help you. I'm sure this act, which I don't even know why, will help me find the meaning to live by, because it should be a clue."

It's the memory of the day the world ended.

And I'm sure.

"- Memories of the day I started"

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Underworld.

It is the resting place given to the dead by the “Holy Light God” Melt.

A paradise, given to all who live.

In an era told as a myth, Melt made a bitter decision to stop the vicious treachery of "Fallen Light God” Hardia.

It was about sequestering Hardia in the paradise that she created herself.

As a result, the decision saved the lives of many in this world.

Big distortions in the way the underworld is, at a price.

If we are to correctly describe the underworld today, 'forced poison'.

It is a narrow pot where the weak are eaten and fed, and the strong eat each other.

Those who were competing for hegemony to make such a narrow pot ours were meeting together that day.

"You've slaughtered the rest of my men, and you've often had your face here. The thick face would be even clearer if you gave it this far. Allow yourself to be harmed on this occasion as a reward that surprised the rest. Drop your head at the end of your illness."

"Go to sleep and say it, you evil queen. In the first place, he was weak with the men in front of him."

Under a cloudy sky, two demons were staring at each other on a devastated earth.

Called the Vicious Empress is a woman with red purple, ultra-colored hair extremely close to black.

Her lower body, wrapped in beautiful clothes, is the tail of a serpent with the same scales as the color of her hair.

Behind the women, the demons of the serpent woman (Naga), the demons and humans believed to be subordinates were staring at the opposing men.

"A weak guy can't complain about what he's done to me, can he?

Against is a crude man wearing a thin dirty cloth.

The red and black hair of the bosom is grasped with a shallow black skin and a single sword that is not decorative in his hand.

The man was grinning like a beast with his teeth peeled out, with hostile gaze from a large crowd.

"You, who used to defile the last seat of the Four Heavens, are disrespectful to the Devil King. Apparently, the demon king of your time was a fool whose men could not do so properly. In other words, it is strange to call the rest vicious or otherwise. Because the people are possessions of the rest, and they exist only to please the rest."

"That's not what I found out. You can butcher every clutterfish in front of you right now... but I'm just here today to take the call of my creator Sama."

"Kuha. Do you call me the Maker? Well, I'm not stingy enough to pay some respect to the rest of you who made the cut to be born in this world."

"While we're at it, here we are."

A cloud breaks, and a black mass of magic descends into the earth.

To the descent of an overwhelming being, the wind blows, and the earth sweeps.

Some of those who had refrained behind the woman are drunk by her beauty and lose their hips.

"Are you the only ones gathered?" Hasn't “Vajra” come? You seem to have lost a lot of money while I wasn't watching. Well, it doesn't matter. '

"It's good about the elephant. I called for the rest, for a good reason?

"Oh, now that the gates are finished, I'm going to dump this place and go back to this world. So this is goodbye to you, the dead. I can crush you as you leave, but - well, I'm trying to be kind to you. '

"... Hmm?

'From now on, one human falls here. His name is Amazuki Itsuki. He's a living man in the shelter of a melt. "

"Brave man!? Oh, come on, that's serious"

A man listening until then whistles and deepens his grin.

Without blaming the man's attitude, the lump of magic continued to speak in a superior mood.

"My plans went a little crazy to drop him here, but he's not a big deal. You'll be able to twist it easily."

"Now you've come to tell me to leave such dust and mustard cleaning behind?

'Oh. Though dust and mustard, disability is a disorder. I want you to stop him from breathing to crush the buds of possibility. [M] I will give the man who killed him the throne of the king of this underworld. I will now transfer the authority of the Underworld that I have. Anything but interference in the pile, I can do whatever I want. "

From a mass of magic, the light leaks.

The light envelops the men's bodies and fogs in an instant.

'I have now transferred some of my authority to you. The wrecks who have lost themselves will follow your instructions. "

As I add, a piece of magic said.

'Oh. I'm sure the brave will come towards the' Gate '. The only thing that stops a brave man from knocking at the gate is stopping him at all costs. Assuming he comes back to this world, you're all going to kill him.'

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"" Sixth Generation Demon King ”Megina Van Deirdred. Plus, the former Four Heavens“ Cutting ”Alphardo Regendea. You should act precisely and not be ashamed of the name '

Well, I hope I never see you again.

Left behind, the magic mass disappeared somewhere.

"Huh! You're starting to get funny. Let's go with the competition."

Overflowing with laughter, the man - Alfaldo Regendea - disappears from the spot.

"Ha. The rest are kings without being given. I don't even care if you tell me to. - Fair enough. Let me show you the measure of being king only once, in praise of the achievements that have produced the rest."

Woman - Megina Van Deirdred threw up uncomfortably.

Then Megina uses the authority given to get information from the wreckage that overflows the underworld.

The brave men in the case and apparently are acting with the other dead.

"Kuha, I wonder what kind of masterpiece it is because you are a brave man, isn't it only to the loss of death? I don't even have all the footprints. Even if we kill each other in the company now, we're going to start. What is he thinking of killing such a man on purpose?"

Sort of good, Megina grins.

This is a good opportunity to put together some handicapped people.

Let us take advantage of this opportunity to drop together also the neck of the undead, who teeth against the king.

"Oh, yeah"

Megina looks back and sends her gaze to some of her subordinates.

"You, you, you. Earlier, you sat down scared of me, didn't you? Other than the rest, there's no value in being fearless."

Shortly afterwards, a tremendous explosion sounded and the three vanished without a trace from the underworld with the screaming.

Without even glancing at the charcoal extinguishing, Megina let out her long tongue.

- Enjoy yourself a little bit, elephant.