It is said that even if you rescue someone from drowning, you are told to bring a bag.
In some ways, it is a legitimate protest if the words were made to pinch the ungrateful, or if the drowning was done on one's own will.
Such was the case with Shiati. Although she saved her life thanks to her Historia, she poured out all of her anger toward Historia.
Cursed, cursed, and scolded.
Among them, what touched Historia's heart in particular was not the sharply forged words to hurt the other person, but the sincere recitation.
'Nicholas saw us as stuff, and Rancart saw us as worms. In contrast… You saw us as losers. He has no talent and no effort, infinitely weak and inferior to himself… defeated human. kick kick. At least you're the only one who saw us as humans.'
It is said that those who face death only tell the truth before closing their eyes.
Shiati's words, which were about to die on their own and would have been successful had they not been interrupted, contained a sincere heart that touched them directly. A pointy, sharp word that would not have dared to face her normally, stabbed Historia.
'I know that? We really hated Nicholas and Rancarte. But that's all she is. Even if you run into it, you can easily avoid it. But I didn't even want to get close to you. With you, I feel like I have lost in life. Even if a hundred people gather, we become miserable when we lose to one of you.'
Historia, who was diligent in rescuing survivors, only recovered the body. She had more power over Historia than all of her students combined, but she was also full of impossible things for her.
I couldn't stop the flowing river.
They couldn't catch the children who gave up their lives.
In the murky river where the shadow of a person was blurred, he could not find a boy.
The corpses that had been removed were piled up. Even the few people who helped her she stared in disgust at this devastation. Watching the drenched Historia go back into the water, Shiati giggled as she spit out the water from the depths of her stomach.
'But, you're still a fairy compared to other guys. At least it hurts! Because it hurts! I'm glad you're suffering now more than at any other moment in my life! It means you are human just like us! So more, more! I want you to be as sick and as sorry as we are!'
And committed to the Resistance. He intended to inflict a blow to the military.
Historia, who became an officer, was unable to catch Shiati, who appeared in front of her, even while making extraordinary achievements. No, he didn't catch it.
If you catch or kill her, the few survivors Historia saved that day will disappear. Because there is less than one person to share the shock and grief of that day… .
… Actually, I just haven't made up my mind.
The problem that had been postponed and put off like that eventually came back to Historia's eyes.
“day off. Awesome! No matter how hard the Resistance tried, at best, assassination of the general was its greatest achievement. You're even six-year-old! You captured it alive!”
The children who died in Hameln fulfilled their purpose of revenge against the military.
Nicholas died and the taboo was exposed. The daughter of the military was gripped with remorse, and Rancart, who was chosen as the successor of the magician, betrayed the military. Some of the surviving children, including Shiati, were burned with hatred and became the Resistance.
And I… .
“Yeah, you are different! The piped man who led us in Hameln!”
Shiati, who was smiling happily, asked me with a friendly smile.
“How are you?”
“Just, have a good time.”
“how have you been doing? How have you been… all?”
It's common sense to be happy when you check a friend's well-being, but Shiati was absurd in many ways. Her expression, which had been full of laughter, was distorted for a moment.
“How can you get along? are you? You were the one who suggested we go into the water, right? Thanks, everyone drowned themselves. make people.”
At this point, Shiati grabbed Historia's shoulder with her prosthetic forcefully, as if it were about to break. Historia, who had deliberately not covered her qigong, let out a small moan of hers as her fingers digging into her shoulder blades.
Shiati creaked her head, not paying attention to the reaction.
“This is not it. There's something strange about the military. You were the one who made me feel inconsistent. If you kill everyone and make up all of this, at least ha ha ha! You shouldn't be doing well!”
“I never told you to die.”
“If I didn’t tell you to die, would there be no death? Is the world your toy? I didn't tell you to die, but you died on your own terms, so you're not responsible? If so, whose responsibility is this world?”
Shiati, who was furiously exasperated, left Historia alone and staggered towards me.
“No, Huey. I lived to die, and the children I chose to live died. Obviously we were going to do that, but we got to this point. No, I was supposed to graduate, but they're all dead! it's inconsistent The dead children cursed the military, but this damn country still stands. Something, isn't something strange? So where did all the children's hearts go?”
where did you go here it is
You and me, and to Historia.
“You who survived their death… How can you get along?”
Because I have to live a normal life. I have lived a peaceful life, burying myself in the ordinary.
Those who have lived in peace today hope for an unchanging tomorrow. He lived faithfully day by day, drawing the same daily life among small citizens who were satisfied with the little things.
But.
The tomorrow they painted does not include those who died today.
That's why I wanted to live as a regular criminal.
“You could be fine. The destruction of the military is not the goal you risk your life to achieve.”
“Hey hey hey!!”
As Shiati was about to run away, I continued to speak softly.
“But unless you really need to risk your life. You might want to break it down a little.”
Then, Shiati's face opened wide as if a light had fallen on it. It was a dramatic change.
In contrast, Historia's expression gradually darkened. Eventually, Historia turned her head again.
Shiati patted my shoulder in delight.
“Well, with such a powerful ally, I did everything I wanted to capture Historia! What you've done is far greater than ours! Believe me, Huey!”
Meanwhile, Shiati suddenly grabbed my ear and whispered in a small whisper from a distance my breath reached my lobe.
“Historia is indecisive and has many regrets. The last time they saw me set up bombs, they ignored me and took the bombs with me? Me too, but what about you? If you hold me in your arms and whisper sweet words to you, I'll try to give you all the liver and gallbladder. kick kick. Try it quickly! Wouldn't it be nice to have at least one more weapon to destroy the military?”
Shiati, who was grinning, found Tyr, who was staring at him as if uncomfortable. At that moment, Shiati's expression changed.
Swallow the intense emotions on your lips for a moment. Reason returned to the eyes glistening with madness. Shiati's expression became even more encouraging, bowing her back deeply toward Tyr and bowing politely.
“Nice to meet you, the founder Tirkanzaka. It's a disgrace, but can a single human say a word to the great ancestors?”
Tyr was greeted skillfully.
“Allow.”
'He is a man who knows manners. hmmm. It's different from the attitude I just showed Hugh.'
When the permission was given, Shiati spoke indifferently as if reading a contract, word by word.
“My blood or my flesh, my honor or my life. I will give it all, so can you destroy the army? If necessary, I will try to find another price.”
Her words were full of precisely cut anger.
“Chiati!”
The princess, who had only been watching from behind the guardian knight, was terrified and shouted. She even waved her hand as if to cancel it now.
Tyr glanced at the princess and answered.
“I understand what you mean. I, too, have a history of violently hating a country and destroying it. But since we're not alone with each other, shouldn't we talk to your co-worker first?”
Contrary to what he had done to me, Shiati did not show any blind anger towards Tyr. He accepted the other person's reasonable opinion, bowed his head, and came out with a very polite attitude.
“Excuse me. I'll come back with a summary of my opinions soon.”
“You don't have to. Right now, I'm just following my advice to take a vacation. After you and this side's negotiations are over, you'll have a clear idea of what to do. Let’s wait for it.”
For a moment, Shiati's gaze turned to me. But that's only for a moment. He smiled as if it was enough, and politely bowed his back and stepped back.
The princess scolded Shiati with an angry expression on her face.
“Siati! What do you do when you say something like that?”
“I’m sorry, Princess. But it's the easiest way.”
“I will offer my blood, flesh, life and honor! What's the use of destroying an army if someone who deserves glory dies? We are fighting for our comrades!”
“Are you honored? It's too far in the future. Stupid I don’t know.”
“Chiati!”
The last princess and the first resistance.
For the two of them, these questions and answers that were close to nagging seemed familiar to each other. Shiati, who accepted the princess's complaints one by one, skillfully persuaded the princess.
“Princess. Calm down. At least I won't let the princess die before me.”
“Whoa. Shiati. I mean… No, we are guests, so let’s talk later.”
'Why is everyone saying, 'If you do anything, I will give you my life, I will give my life… ! There are a lot more things you can do while you are alive, but it's irresponsible! dummy! Silly!'
The princess, who had said 'severe swearing' in her heart because her anger could not be resolved, resumed the greeting that had been delayed because of Shiati.
The princess took a small deep breath.
With her long, rich, pale pink hair trimmed, she looked around the audience with clear blue eyes like a lake. It is said that the symbol of the royal family is noble pale purple hair, or a pale pink successor when there is a bad tide.
It may have been unfortunate for the royal family, but it was fortunate for the princess. Thanks to the royal family's thorough hiding of this fact, she overcame dangerous hurdles several times.
Even though the kingdom had fallen, the royal blood was still there, and she looked like a doll that matched her dress well. But she was wearing a modest clothing packet shirt and skirt, so it felt like the top and bottom of her neck were playing separately. She lived with minimal dignity thanks to the shawl over her shoulders.
Showing off the maximum elegance that could be found in the sense of incongruity, the princess smiled softly.
“I will greet you again. I am Yeri. Yerien Grandiomor. The last lineage of the Grandiomor royal family, and the representative of the Resistance.”
Delicate and soft voice. An elegant gesture that only those who are born can achieve. shy smile.
A greeting that makes you forget that the kingdom has disappeared, even for a moment.
But none of them were surprised. Few people even showed interest, let alone astonished.
I read my thoughts and nodded my head.
'She was a princess. I know it because I see it often. He looks a lot cleaner now than he did then. It's because the Guardian Knight and his friends are all alive.'
'The kingdom has fallen, and the revival army is the last blood of the royal family. It's common.'
'… Just what I expected. If you pass this information… I mean, I kill the rest of the children myself. Should I?'
None of them were surprised or overwhelmed by the status of a princess. I wasn't even happy about it.
“bruise! nice to meet you! nice to meet you! uh? Are you the king?”
… No one was happy with it.
The princess, who nodded to Aji in return, waits for the response that must follow… Reading their indifferent eyes, I realized something.
'what? Actually, I… Does it belong to the common axis here?'
In response to the lukewarm response for receiving the last princess, the princess did not reveal it, but was deeply disappointed.
'Oh, you can't do this! Be humble, be humble! I am one resistance! Let's not ask for the privilege of being a princess!'
And disappointing that he was disappointed, he shook his face and made up his mind.