207 170. The Prince of Trade crosses daylight.

"Stop it, please. It's more than that... it's going to die..."

... here, is...?

"Oh? Why is this not a natural reward?... hey"

A scream echoed all over the room as she whipped without listening to the stillness, every time spitting blood.

"Ah-ha-ha! Oops, human beings have this voice. I've never heard of it before.

Before a man with his hands suspended in chains over his head, flesh shredded and blood dripped, … she mocks.

... Why am I here...?

"Stop it... I'm the only one who's bad! What are they...!

... Woohoo, yeah. I've been called so far by her...

"" Nothing... what?

Nita... and she laughs. They mock me ugly as I dye my dress with their returning blood in front of me.

"You were late on your fiancée's promise to me, and you were drinking with the people in your own liquor store until morning.... Isn't it?

... fact.

I was at the tavern when I woke up. After I realized I was stuck in a liquor store and drank so much that I couldn't move why, … when I woke up again, it was after being protected by a guard.

That face of your father, who was terribly discouraged... is still unforgettable. I betrayed the expectations of my people, my father, in the worst possible way... and was banished. "I forbid you to tread on the land of our country except when it is necessary as a king's mate of the kingdom of Friesia," he told his father so at the end.

... and Father is no longer in this world. It was a sudden death due to illness.

"Me, no? I knew it. I knew it. I knew it.

With a light barb, she waves the whip again. Now it's for women. A high scream pierced my ear. [M]

"I knew..."

To much shock, I return the word to her as it were.

"Yeah, not since the day I met you.

Also, wiggle the whip. Now it's another woman. I begged desperately just before she waved the whip, but it didn't reach her at all.

"That's why I told the present King Anemone. That you were actually swallowing me that day at the tavern.... Hup, hahahaha! Easy for you to admit, you idiot, huh?

She's in a good mood because she keeps waving a whip at the person in front of her. Calmly speaking pale… he has a tranced look on his face every time he hurts them.

"Honestly. I can't use Jill Bale or Steel. I can't believe I got a defect like you for my chosen queen.

defects...... her words stab her in the chest. Yes, as a man, as a prince, as a king and his wife...

"Woohoo... I get jealous. Wow...

With a tranced eye that didn't shred to words, with a voice, she chanted.

You're under a terrible cold. From the bottom of my heart, it was a pleasant voice. She turns that eye to me, and she talks.

"Okay, problem? My dear Leon. If you were forced by them to drink and crush you in a liquor store, you're innocent. My dear, I forgive you for as much as your mistake of the night. The bad news is these filthy commoners.

Nita... and her mouth pulls up ugly. She turned her back on them hanging, and at the same time she looked at me with the eyes they moistened her tears. He's shaking his neck desperately to the side, pleading innocence to me.

"But if you... right. If, of his own volition, he wished to spend the night with the people of his own country, which is more filthy than a morning with his fiancée. This is a betrayal of the Kingdom of Friesia to me.

Bishy swings the whip to the floor. Sounds painful in my ears, my body tenses unexpectedly.

"If they're bad, I'll execute them here. Naturally, you got your hands on my fiancée, the queen of one country.

Kang, kang and cobblestone floors she rings. Slowly he approaches me with his cramped mouth.

"If it's your fault..."

The bad news is, it's me.

Because I was drunk, I don't even know what happened with them... or if there was anything. However, when my younger brothers recommended wine, I did have a desire to go down the castle. But I did say no for fear of committing injustice before my engagement.... but as soon as I got drunk with wine, I was at the tavern under the castle as I wanted. I'm sure the booze overflowed my ugly desires.

It's on me, even if there's been some mistake with one of the women in them. Because I'm the result of losing my ugly greed. It's not them who should be brought to justice, this me...

"The kingdom of Friesia will invade the kingdom of Anemone now.

... loss of words.

I don't have a voice. It doesn't even make the mouth move, and the mouth opened by the shock solidifies as it is. I feel blood draw from my whole body.

Friesia... to Anemone, invasion...?

"Naturally, right? 'Cause you put mud on my face, the queen. I won't leave a single grass tree in the kingdom of Anemone.

Laughing, she peeks into my face at close range. That alone makes me run scared and my face cramps.

"Hey... which one? What's wrong with them? Or... you?

Not in the face of inquiry.

I'm sure she thinks either is a good idea. It doesn't matter what my wrongdoing is. What she wants is a reason to scold them on this occasion or to invade the kingdom of Anemone. And...

The kingdom of Anemone is no better than the kingdom of Friesia.

Five years ago, Anemone and Friesia suffered terrible damage from each other on the road of the Recruits Joint Exercise.

Friesia had recruits and the then Knights Commander. And Anemone has many knights too.... A few weeks later, when it was finally discovered from the rocks after the search, none of the knights in our country lived.

The culprit is buried in rubble, and the responsibility is the kingdom of Anemone or the kingdom of Friesia, or the work of a thief that has nothing to do with it?... I didn't even know that, and there was a crack between the two countries.

It was a disastrous defeat for our country when we continued to be glued without acknowledging each other and the Knights of the Kingdom of Friesia attacked us.

Its forces were horrified when they said it was after losing the Knights Commander, and many knights of the kingdom of Anemone died and had to raise the white flag. Peace was once again managed in exchange for many treaties, but the horrors of the Kingdom of Friesia are still known to the neighbouring countries. Even though this engagement of me and her is now meant to ensure alliances.... mine, because of it.

"Hey, which is better...?

Her face comes to the tip of her nose. I can't turn a blind eye to that grin that rips.

I'm the bad one. I'm the one who should be punished. Nobody, nobody's bad...

"... oh... me,... well, no...!

A tearing pain ran all over my body from the inside out. It hurt like my heart was twisted off, and I shook my throat desperately and shouted in my voice and the rest dried up.

To escape her eyes open like a doll, I meditate my eyes strongly, and with my trembling lips, with my spasmodic tongue, I release my words to her.

The captured and hung people raise their voices. That, no, I don't like it. I'm innocent, I screamed at Master Leon, my legs pounding and crying, screaming.

Arhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha and the ladies laughter sounded in the jail

"Yeah, well, that's all I have to say."

She holds her belly and trembles on her shoulders so much that she's about to drop the whip, she laughs. And after laughing all the time, I slowly looked up.

"Whoo-hoo... I love you, Leon.

Nitali and a smile that was not the expression that preached love again turned to me and threw the whip of his hand on the floor. And...

Now put your sword in that hand.

He takes the sword that was hung on the wall and slowly walks over to them, hanging step by step as he draws it to damage the floor. One person keeps grinning as everyone screams briefly and is frightened as they drip blood.

"Hey? They must be the bad ones, right?

There's a metal noise. Chaki, and the sound of re-gripping the sword.

"Then watch it right there. that moment when they will be judged.

It's like going down to the castle in a floating foothold, walking towards them hung.

Dear Leon, Your Highness the First Prince, please have mercy, no, they say it again. I know.

"Gi... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

A scream pierces the eardrum again.

The sword she was holding dripped blood, and beyond it a man who had lost one leg was cramping his body, spewing bubbles and peeling his eyes.

"Ah-ha-ha! Hey, now scream? I feel sorry for the man.

From the bottom of her heart, she laughs with pleasure. Poking a man's wound at the tip of his sword, laughing that he still won't die.

Walk straight to the woman who is hung next to her, without even clamping to the man who suffers.

"Hey Leon. This woman is one of those people who spent the night with you.

A woman shakes her head to the side. Shivering, voiceless lips, desperately claiming to be innocent.

"Woo-hoo... I get jealous.

Also, a tranced voice sounded.

At the next moment, a sword is protruded against a woman's thin body. A tall scream sounded, and if she pulled out her sword, a large amount of blood overflowed the floor. Stand in front of another woman who growls and screams in agony and hangs next door again.

"This woman, too, right? Ahhh... I get jealous.

It protrudes with gushing, scratching noises and screaming women over and over again.

In turn, we stick our swords out to each and every one of us, scratching, chopping, chopping off, poking, mixing, ripping, dropping, tearing, tearing, tearing.

The interrupter, who has nothing to do with men and women, the sound of blood and flesh, and her laughter mix and sound, the wooden spirit.

Even blocking the ears with both hands does transmit the sound to the eardrum and does not stop the body trembling. Even if I want to scratch out the sound and raise my voice, I don't have a good voice because of fear.

A people, a people of my native land, a people of Anemone, a people without sin, wounded and bled in front of me.

They're not bad, I'm the sinner!

Why, they get hurt. Why, why, why, why, why.

Because of me.

Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha and her laughter sounds like a nightmare. The smell of iron and the awful odor fills the room, making even breath hard.

I want to scream.

If I'm guilty, you'll excuse me.

The back of my throat hurts, my hands and feet tremble, I can't stand blind and hit the wall, if my teeth notice beeping, it rings terribly, salty droplets enter my eyes to my mouth, and I finally realize there that I kept overflowing my tears with my gaze and blurred vision.

I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it.

"Woohoo... I get jealous.

There was an even worse scream.

Another woman was chopped off one arm again.

It was like a curse, and over and over again, she shrugged "it" like she could hear me.

"Jealousy... as if the word were a absolution mark, and she continues to stifle the people of Anemone.

"Stop it... stop it... stop it..."

The words that finally came out zero were also smeared with her laughter and the disconnect of the people.

Many, dozens of times, I heard the people disconnect, … and finally the words "help me" chanted out of their mouths changed to "kill me".

More than a dozen people are bleeding and limbs are not aligned.

I want to die. I accidentally meditated my eyes with my head in that sight like hell.

Please, if this is a dream.

If this is just a bad dream.

of that liquor store... no, ever since I drank wine... how bad it would be if everything was my bad dream

"I'm gonna be jealous...

had her face close to the tip of my eyes and nose if she opened her eyes to the voice of a woman who was low at close range, and peered into its large eyes.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Unexpectedly he raised his voice and fell to the spot, his hips crumbling and crumbling to the floor. Hahahahahahahaha she laughs at me pointing fun at me.

While wetting, dyeing and dripping the body with the blood of the people.

"Hey, Leon. Looks like they want to die already.

Referring to the people who hung at the tip of their swords and became a mass of blood in line, she turned her grin to me.

"I haven't played enough, though.... Hey, do you love me?

Nitah... and a grin she made me cramp again.

Tremors, disturbed breath and not breathing well. If you don't answer, quickly, before it irritates her any more.

"Oh... oh, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I I'll live the way you want me to. I'll do whatever you want.

Let them go...

I desperately swallow the words out of my throat.

I scratch my cheeks with my nails so much that I can't breathe, I clog my throat.

I don't care what happens. It doesn't matter if you're exposed or killed. But please, they're the only victims of my filthy emotions.

"Fine. Then I forgive you, too. About you, my beloved fiancée.

Karavan... and the bloody sword rolled before me. All of a sudden she leaned against the wall, putting me down without a word.

"You love me, don't you?

I nod and answer her words so many times as to try me. I love you, when I love you with all my heart. her grin intensified, her eyes opened, and

"Then take the sword, and cut them off all with your hands.

Thoughts stop.

What, she, what...?

"You love me, don't you? Then show me your proof. They are sinners. You are innocent. If that's what you want, just show me.

As if to say so naturally, she arms up and looks down at me.

I don't know why, I hold the sword, and she smiles at me as I rise, and the people squeal their voices.

Kill me, kill me, quickly, quickly, I believed you, kill me, kill me, multiple voices, strangle me, faster my heart.

"Look... they all look painful, don't they? Take it easy on him quickly. O u j sa ma."

What a pleasant look.

The head does not work, and to her, hold the sword as they desire, and stand before them. It looked miraculously miserable that he was still alive, and his mouth chanted "hayak" again. What everyone wants from me right now.

Killing.

Kill and kill the people, my people, Anemone, the people of the land.

"Ahhh... ahhh... ahhh...

Wordless. Thoughts don't work. Bottling and dirty and weeping, grabbing the sword with trembling hands, to the people I was supposed to protect, waving up the sword, and

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"

My vision became even more red.

Many times.

The feeling of tearing meat into your hands over and over again.

Many times.

Over and over again, red blood has wet my face and body.

Many times.

How many times have you torn a severed demon's eardrum?

Many times.

Many times with this hand, I...

I took their lives.

"Whoo-hoo... I love you. Wow, Leon. Nice."

She laughs when she sees me dyed red just like her own hair.

She laughs when she sees me taking the life of the last one and standing up.

"But the blood of a filthy woman is so perfect. Huh... ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

I picked my clothes with my fingertips without a reaction, and I thought I would claw ahead and put my mouth close to my ear, and whispered.

"I get jealous. Wow...

"Ugh... ahhhhhhhhhhhh"

My body freezes. My heart pulses and my legs shake and I can't stand. She laughed up at me on both knees, falling into stone folds.

Why am I doing this?

endangering the kingdom of Anemone,

betrayed the kingdom of Friesia,

It took the lives of a people who were to be protected.

My hand, which has held the hand of the people, was stained with the blood of the people.

A people with hands that were so warm turned into chunks of cold meat.

A judgment made to protect the people... drove the people in front of them to death.

Important, protect the people, keep the people, keep the people, keep the people, keep the people

I killed him.

"Bye, Leon. Can I cheat on you again? I'll forgive you as many times as I can.

She laughs, she cramps, she glances at me in bright red. Shortly before she turned her back on me, she finally opened her mouth.

"Today, Mitaini...

"... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

……

"Huh... ahhhhhhhhhhhh...

"... Dear On,... Dear Leon,... Your Highness the First Prince of Leon!

"...?,... what... is this place...?

... opened his eyes and the light shined on his blurred vision.

I rubbed my eyes reflexively and my fingers got wet. Contrary to my wet face, I was terribly thirsty on the inside. My throat cramped like a seizure,... a whimper, I noticed after a while.

"It's in the carriage. I have already entered the Kingdom of Friesia.... What have you done...?

The Chancellor looks at me with a badly puzzled look. Apparently, it's because of me. [M]

... I wonder why he was crying.

I feel terribly stuck.... but I can't remember at all.

Even after I woke up, I felt uncomfortable with chest noise. I was even more concerned that the Chancellor would stop the carriage because of my pale complexion.

"... it's... it's okay,... it's... eh.

I managed to speak up, but I still couldn't stop whimpering. The Prime Minister offers me a handkerchief and I thank him.

... in a dream, I've never cried before.

I can't believe how tight my chest is in my dreams and... my body gets cold.

"It's time to arrive at Chancellor Gilbert's mansion, … after a little rest. Say hello to Her Royal Highness Princess Pride first if you have to.

"No... I'm coming.

Pride. My chest rang as soon as I heard the name. The heat slowly lit the body, which should have cooled to the core. Wipe your eyes hard with a handkerchief and breathe deeply.

Instead, I want to see her because my heart is so... after my chest is tightened.

For the first time in my life, I loved her as one woman.