Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

"Hmm."

Eventually calm noise throws a cooled gaze at the display.

"Did some idiot at the fort say something extra? And I had a bad feeling that the Fort Repossession Squad had flogged my tired body and turned back in a hurry."

I wave and turn off the footage, looking down at Mr. Currier, where the noise squats.

"But come on. About all you need to be concerned about is Sogt Sigmsos. Where the Knights of the Holy Trees came here after defeating the Golem, 'White Wall Noise' cannot be torn. No... I should be able to twist the worn out" Black Saint Tree Man. "

Noise stepped on Mr. Currier's head with the sole of his shoe.

"Gu......"

"I'm sorry the Knights of the Sacred Trees aren't holding back the golem progression to the evacuation district like this. Hey, Currier?

"Too bad? What do you mean, what do you mean?

"The rescue of the King's people in the evacuation district has made it necessary to bring the script of this play to a more tragic content"

"What, to?

"Kill everyone."

"Everybody, about..."

I guessed something. Mr. Currier tried to raise his face.

But they step back into the noise.

"Your people here, I will kill you unharmed"

Mr. Currier glanced at the mess and stared at the noise as he was trampled on the head.

"Noise, you...!

Mr. Currier's hand, trying to fly, cuts the sky.

Mr. Currier is punched in the head by noise into his jaw.

"Damn, ugh... ugh!

Noise grabbed Mr. Currier's hair upside down and poked each other in the face.

"Hmm, but only a curse ban will help you specially. Am I sweet? Mercy, isn't it? Ma, if you try to kill the curse, the hibigami will move. What is it?

"Kisa, ma..."

"The school director and that brown-eyed toddler, and oh, I knew I had to have him dying around Cecily Arklite in a useful way. If you don't get a solid death around here, the play won't even thrive."

Makina and Shana, kill Cecily... kill, su?

"The tragic death of a key figure at the end of the day is dramatically exhilarating."

Oops, and Noise hit Mr. Currier's forehead with his own forehead.

"I couldn't go deal with the golem because of the injuries, instructor, just a candidate standing in a faraway roll like a puppet. And then, hey... around Lokia's people, you finally kill him? Yes, because of the arrival of the Knights of the Holy Tree, shall we destroy them all? Hibigami... won't disturb you, will he?

Noise turns to Hibigami.

"I don't give a shit about people around Sagara. Promises are the deal, but I didn't keep them until I promised."

"But if the age unknown school director and the nasty stone girl die, the curse will 'break', right? Are you okay with that?

"I can't predict what will happen to me either. However, it is true that those are the sources of Sagara's power. Nevertheless, if it's about one of us, it could be a good drug."

"Oh, that's surprisingly awful. I just reviewed it."

"Hmm... if it's about one or two deaths, they'll get over it. Even if one of them breaks, one of them tries to fix it. Blue, sweet words of consolation against each other, trying to take on each other's place of responsibility, trying to plead guilty to each other, sometimes, overlapping the body and comforting each other again... without ever getting tired of the formal self-defense that is already decided on the answer, while doing so, if you realize guilt or something like that, the other side of the oblivion... people who are confused when it's a bond, after all, even someone who can comfort you. Ah, you can always forget the hard past - hence, they are strong"

"You're not fooling around with that?

"Say stupid. I seriously believe that it is also a means to reach true strength. Certain humans get stronger by licking each other's wounds. Well, it's a" process "that I'll never get along with."

"Ma, I just got certainty that you wouldn't get in the way, which is enough for me. You can't move a curse, and you can't use a curse you're good at. Above all, it would be about hibigami on this occasion to be able to break that 'white-walled murmur'." White Wall Noise "is probably - not ripped apart - even with Currier's operatic demon costume light blade!

Noise slammed Mr. Currier to the ground with the hanging and put a kick in his belly.

but currier vomits blood.

"That's why your precious people don't help. Stuffed. Well, I'm sorry to hear that, huh?

"Oh, my God... your purpose is me, right? The others have nothing to do with..."

"Yeah? If I had anything to do with you, I'd already be involved? Then it's your fault we got involved. Ahhh, there's no curse inviting you, Cecily and I wouldn't have gotten along, and this wouldn't have happened if we'd stuck around with Lokia at best...... it's your own fault, Currier. Own, earned"

"... please, noise... those guys, just, ha... eh!

"I knew you'd be sweet, Currier."

Noise's eyes loosened gently.

"You know what? In the six houses, you wanted someone to be nice."

Currier's shoulder reacts frighteningly.

Noise's red lips hung abusively.

"You wanted to do something to someone. I wanted to help someone. But the children of the six houses did not ask for anything. I didn't even rely on the others as much as hair. My people and friends, they didn't want it. Independence walk. It's just connected by a chain of curses called 'The Sixth House', so it's just gathered in the same place. It was just you, wasn't it? In a round-up of drawn-in ideas, he said, 'Anything I can do to help?' I try to ask, but I can't always... and on the contrary, nobody notices me... and from the people I notice, they make fun of me for far-fetched. It really shook my heart. Beautiful, pitiful... from that time on, I had the qualities of a leading role"

…………

"You were desperately polishing swords and martial arts, too, expecting someone to ask you to 'teach me how to fight', right? But he didn't show up. They were wondering, weren't they?" Why is Currier doing such a pointless thing? 'That's right, right? Hibigami was overwhelming if strong, and in the first place, many six-household humans were almost complete from the beginning. What you were doing was pointless, futile, and careless effort. Oh...... Fine! You know, it's sooo good!

"I, am..."

"I knew you'd look great in the tear-inducing solitude of the beholder, you. Painful Sama, who breaks her heart while she strengthens and freezes that heart, looks really good on her. So hurt yourself with confidence? Break my heart? Reject people, be more lonely?

"I, I..."

"You said Tassogale, didn't you? Currier Verstein stands out among this Sixth House in particular -"

Noise pulled Mr. Currier's hair and made him look up.

"It floats, it feels foreign."

When the noise let go, the freed Mr. Currier put his hands on the ground and managed to support his body.

He's hiding in his dripping forehead, and his eyes can't peek.

"I knew... that I was foreign wherever I was. But..."

Something glowing fell from her eyes.

"But... somewhere, I wanted to"

Sounds delicate, slightly trembling voice.

"For once, it's my place... I wanted to see where it seemed"

At the end of the word, the voice was plundering.

"That's why you want to ask Tassogale questions, right? Why build the Sixth House, and why, it was me. To find out what my only possible existential significance was… to see if it was existential. But when I came to this holy tree country, it swayed me. Having met Sagara Crohiko, you started making a big mistake that maybe you have a good place to be, maybe you can be nice to people. The result has been to make unrelated people suffer so much. Oh, tragedy! What a selfish, terrible person! Your selfishness, everyone, is a huge nuisance!

"That's not true! You must be the one who's wrong with everything! You're the culprit! Currier, nothing's wrong!

That's what I shouted at, Mr. Cecily.

All this time, she looked like she was screaming.

"Shut the fuck up, Stonegirl."

Noise showered Mr. Cecily with a bottom-cold curse.

"You're one of those terrible women, aren't you? 'Cause apparently it feels like the Four Homicides have struck the King's Capital because of you, doesn't it? Huh? Huh? How does it feel right now to indirectly slaughter a member of the Knights of the Holy Tree? I'm not so bad, do I feel like someone else? Oh, well. If you pretend to be hurt, the gentle surroundings console you that' Cecily is not bad '!? haha! Hido! You're no better than me, you're a terrible bitch!

"Wow, I..."

"Never mind, Cecily."

Mr. Makina went into refuge.

"There's nothing at all you feel responsible for. I used to wonder if it was my fault, but in the first place, no one knows the motive for the Four Homicides' actions."

"Oh, really! Like Hibigami said, we're starting to comfort each other! hahaha! Thanks for playing discipline! But... will you shut up for a while? I'm the only one who can make this stage noise. Come in, don't come." Norn Resort Gadget "-" White Wall, Noise ""

Noise added 'white-walled murmur'.

"This is just the two of us. Aren't you, Currier?

Mr. Currier does not respond with his face down.

No, I can't respond.

Right now, she's probably, like, crying.

…………

Hibigami, I don't know.

I remember Mr. Currier listening in moderation, because?

No, it's not.

After all, I don't get it.

You're good at hiding it, that guy.

I always skilfully hide it when I'm tired or when it's hard.

To keep us from worrying.

Don't let people worry about you, don't let them worry about you.

But I almost forget to look at the usual cool grown-up feeling, but even Mr. Currier, he's really hurtful, he's one girl.

Mr. Currier laughs and tries to hide it, even if it's hard.

In that case, I always laugh lonely.

Because you know I admire her.

He was trying his best to show me his weaknesses.

So I have to be strong.

As much as she thinks it's okay to show her weak parts.

And - Noise said unforgivable words, too much vomiting.

Regrettably.

Now I just regret it.

I can't wait to repent.

I can't move now.

I can't use the curse right now.

Something you shouldn't do to punch the noise.

So much.

So much...

"Oh, I've come up with a good thing. I'm a genius. Hey, Currier? Can I give you one last chance to save my people?

Slowly, Mr. Currier looks up.

"If the Knights of the Holy Tree can withstand my attack without losing their minds until they arrive here, I will stop killing them all."

Cecily raised her voice.

"No, Currier! Even if you did it, there's no way that woman would keep her word!

"That's what I'm gonna protect."

Noise gets Falvety.

"If Currier can't stand it - kill Currier and I'll die too"

"... Huh?

Mr. Cecily leaks his surprise briefly, like, unexpectedly.

"Hehe, a curtain that closes in a dramatic heart with my beloved...... not bad. I worshipped the crying face of Currier in the memorial, and I tasted despair. Oh, don't get me wrong, okay? I don't hate Currier, do I? Instead, you like it too much."

Noise threw up a mass of blood on the ground.

"Kill all your people and 'destroy' Currier, or together the moment of death - either way, very dramatic. Changing the script in the earthquake is also breathing and breathing, isn't it strange to play?

Hibigami giggles in his mouth.

"If we can't stand it, instead of Currier and Noise dying, the others will help. If the opposite is not bearable, everyone else is killed and awakened. Currier Verstein sees a pile of the bodies of his loved ones, huh? Kaka... Either way, the end of what Noise Dees wanted."

"Don't worry, Hibigami. I'll give you all the information I promised you after I killed Currier's people. So, if I see Currier firmly 'broken' with this eye - then you and I will die together as best we can. It's hard to die, though."

Hibigami lowered his jaw, and, uh, laughed contentedly.

At that time,

"Fine, I guess."

Mr. Currier said, resolutely.

"Bear with me, let me see..."

- Currier,.

Noise flatters my shoulders.

"You're so healthy, you are."

"Here I am today, you and I, sink into hell. I'll sink you. This is the last fight I can do."

Noise setting up the Falvety.

The noise caused the blade to go black as a whip, swinging at super high speed.

One bursting sharp sound, ringing.

"If Currier endures, we will die together here today. Dramatically, die. I can die dramatically with my loved ones... but I won't give a shit, will I? Because... fate is dramatic because you don't know how to fall"

"This is the 'dramatic death' you wanted, or noise"

"Yeah, that's right. And to be honest, now that your heart has completely gone to this curse injunction, honestly...... 'Broken' you're better off, I'd love to see it!

Mr. Currier only smiled for a moment, looking at me.

I'm sorry, I can see you apologized, such a smile.

But the laugh, after all, seems lonely.

The relentless onslaught of noise begins.

The fabric of the clothes breaks and the painful bright red marks run into Mr. Currier's arms and legs.

Gradually, the amount of bleeding increases.

"No, Currier! That's... that's not true! Stop it, Noise! I'll take your place! Instead of Currier, I..."

Dong Dong, and Mr. Cecily knock on the murmur wall.

Mr. Makina and Mr. Shana had a sad look on their faces.

But I also tried "Mistrutin" and "Limperg".

But breaking through that murmur wall didn't come true.

The remaining wounded instructors look like they're giving up.

The students are beginning to get away with it.

The Lokian companions looked ready.

Until the end, I guess you're going to fight.

I...

―――――――――

I've been chanting the curse.

I, Curse Forbidden, I Ha Chain no King Nari, Most Fruit Teno Jail Yori Idesi Wanno Chain Yo-

Chant, start.

I, Curse Forbidden, I, Nali the King of the Ha Chain...

I was trying to squeeze my voice out.

Try to chant a curse, put it in your throat, put your eyes full of strength.

Chant, start.

I, the curse, the shooting...

On the throat, iron.

It tastes like iron. It passes through the gap between the tongue, teeth, and conveys the end of the mouth.

I'll pass it under my mouth. It went all the way down from the edge of my eyes, and from my chin, Shizuku wet my knee.

Chant, continue.

I, Curse Forbidden, I Ha Chain no King Nari, Fruit Teno Jail Yori Idesi, Wanno Chain Yo,

I, Curse Forbidden, I Ha Chain no King Nari, Fruit Teno Jail Yori Idesi, Wanno Chain Yo,

I, Curse Forbidden, I Ha Chain no King Nari, Fruit Teno Jail Yori Idesi, Wanno Chain Yo,

I, Curse Forbidden, I Ha Chain no King Nari,

I, Curse Forbidden, I Ha Chain no King Nari,

I, Curse Forbidden, I Ha Chain no King Nari,

I, Curse Forbidden, I Ha Chain no King Nari,

I, Curse Forbidden, I Ha Chain no King Nari,

I, Curse Forbidden, I Ha Chain no King Nari,

I, the Forbidden Curse,

I, the Forbidden Curse,

I, the Forbidden Curse,

I, the Forbidden Curse,

I, the Forbidden Curse,

I, the Forbidden Curse,

I-I forbid, curse, curse.

Blood seeps out of the gap between the teeth.

Cecily's, clogged voice.

"Cro, hiko... you know, ta-"

The throat-cutting screams, they don't arrive.

I can't even reach out desperately while making a squeaky noise.

Notification, no.

"No more, stop... crohiko, stop, please -"

Bleeding from the throat.

I don't mind.

Continue with the curse chant.

Let the chant resume.

――――――――

… continue the chant.

Who did I swear to use this power for?

Who did I want to use this power for?

Now,

It is now.

I can't use it here. What do we do?

I don't use it here.

What do we do - Huh!?

"- - - Huh."

More from the mouth, blood runs out.

It's like, I don't mind.

Because compared to the 'pain' Mr. Currier is feeling, this much pain, of the pain, doesn't go in - Eh!

I...

I'm with Mr. Currier in this holy tree country.

Currier Verstein and, because we met,

We could have met.

"Are you ready to make a bet, Sagara"

To the words hung, face up.

Looking down at me with the invincible grin of inquiry is Hibigami.

"That body and the curse, if it can be used temporarily... you pay an indeterminate price. But do you want to use it?

Body and, no curse.

"Except... literally, it could be a drama drug, right?

It can't be, like, getting lost.

I nodded quickly.

Niyali, and Hibigami laughed.

"It's the answer you expect."

Are you sure?

That's what I asked with my eyes.

Hibigami arms himself with an invincible face.

"I promised not to get in the way of the stage, but until I promised to stop someone else from getting in the way, I didn't."

I've sporadically told Lokia and others, but I don't think you can eat it.

"If noise beats itself, that's fine, too. Otherwise we'll go to the end-of-life prison, or we'll just go look for the mighty and the powerful that Noise knows. If you 'break' after your defeat and you end up there...... you have no choice but to say that you were that much of a man. My eyes were cloudy. That's all we're talking about."

I said, Hibigami took some black shard out of his nose.

That's a broken 'demon eater' blade.

What the hell am I supposed to do?

"This is what I picked up when I made a little noise."

The blade lost its former glow and only blew a weak, pale light.

"This guy is on the verge of losing his power now...... he's finally on the verge of dying when the measures he set up to peel the skin off the noise. But I haven't completely lost my power yet."

Hibigami grips in the 'demon eater' blade.

A powerful blood vessel thrives on his arm.

When I wondered if Hibigami's eyes had stained red and black, a black pulse ran like a crack in his face.

Beki, and the blade breaks, and the blade becomes even smaller.

Even though the blade is losing power, even that hibigami just seems like a bone to break.

Furthermore, Hibigami gripped the blade in.

Gu Gu, can help.

A destructive compression that just can't be killed.

Hibigami moved to brush his gripping hand several times.

And he took one breath.

"Like this, somewhere"

On the palm of the open hibigami was listed what was a powdered 'demon-eating' blade.

"And -"

What Hibigami further removed from the sleeve of his kimono was the medicine, which Noise was taking.

"I borrowed this from him when he did it earlier."

It was the strongest Kosovo mud on the continent.

But finally, I understood.

"Understood? Yes. You may be able to deprive yourself of the efficacy of the 'Silence Grant' procedure by drinking this' Demon Eater 'crushed powder and absorbing it into your body. When it comes to ancient art ceremonies, there is no difference in surgical ceremonies. Its source is magic vegetables. Then you may be able to' take 'the magic vegetable."

Hibigami rocks a vial of liquid.

"If you are immobile, you are forced to activate it with this medicine. However, we cannot deny the possibility that this medicine and powder will offset each other's effects, and there is no guarantee that either will work in the first place. Naturally, you can also guarantee your own safety. Still, you want to give it a try?

I see.

Sure, drama.

Thank you.

I nodded to convey my willingness to accept.

"Right, right? Cecily Arklite."

"... honestly, it's complicated. Personally, I just don't want Crohiko to be forced to do this any more. But..."

Mr. Cecily turned across the murmur wall with a painful face and saw Mr. Currier withstand the noise attack.

"It feels like Krohiko is the only one who can save Currier from the noise."

Where Hibigami tried to put the bottle on my palm, a worried look Mr. Cecily grabbed the vial from the side.

With those eyes that even outstrip polished marble, she stared at me.

"About Currier...... can I ask you, Crohiko?

I didn't snort.

I don't have to snort, because I should have passed it on to her.

Mr. Cecily makes Hibigami nod.

Hibigami put 'demon-eating' powder in my mouth.

Mr. Cecily opens the lid and adds the vial mouth to my lips.

Sakuraku,.

Take a breath of liquid with a neater sweetness than you thought it would be a pale glowing powder, only in.

... I can see it springing up.

What I was suppressing, everything,

That, with the heartbeat...

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