Chapter 159 (2/2)

“I like you more than that elder sister. Did you hear what happened? I will answer. From now on, no matter what happens, my love is not shaken. Such existence, you are my beloved. Viktoria von・ Liwius ”

Victoria turned his blind eye at William. The eyes are full of tears. As you ask, “Vice, I guess,” Victoria threw a word.

“I referred to my sister. There is no lie. I do not want to lie.”

William laughed. Surely the face was kinder than any face I had ever seen, calmer than any time, a saved smile.

“Sorry, my sister or not. To me, the first one … I’m glad”

This all exposed all of William. Strength, weakness, even its roots-

“Now, we’ll be back soon. Tomorrow will be production. Tomorrow will definitely be happier. You’re still on the way? Today is it-”

Victoria shook his head quietly. Very happy, satisfied, full smile. A flower of a large flower that is more beautiful and ugly than any of the smiles I have ever seen before.

“……sorry”

A warm thing flows down to William’s cheek. It is something that William and Victoria surely filled their vessels, something that people should not lose.

Victoria’s mouth moves slowly. It is surely, I love love until the last time-

A white dress is dyed deep red. Crumbling Victoria.

William knew who stood behind him. I know without knowing. There is only one person who can get the job off with an unnoticeable sign of William.

“White dragon!”

William immediately pulled out the sword and turned it to the strongest defenseless assassin.

Flower, scatter.

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The world is lost. The “stuff” that was filling up is lost at an accelerating pace. The fruit of the name of happiness that was supposed to be obtained when the golden time had reached if you reach out. The destination of the squeezed fury in front of the forbidden-

“Why, why stop the blade. William Liwyus”

William’s eyes are running, and their eyes are flushed with red tears. The whole body shakes with anger, and the hand holding the sword and the chewing gum can not stand the anger and the red of the anger breaks down.

Ugly, ugly, ugly, the inside of the head is covered with red ones. Insanity, just to control William, to defeat the enemy in front of you with that blade-

The enemy of the pole stood watched William without looking at the blade stopping at the neck. The right arm that has sprinkled the flower is covered with red nectar and causes anger.

“If you break my head you can get rid of it easily. You lose the way and you fall into the same madness as many others. I’m prepared from the time I receive this” request “. Is a person ”

The white dragon sang.

“Even if it is a request for” self “, the pain will not change”

William’s eyes shake.

“I have one request in another matter”

The man here was already being filled. It was beginning to depart from what the demons in front of him wanted. Decisive, if there was something, the ghost would have discarded this failure. Not the king who lost the way. The ghost seeks only one true king.

“I want you to lend a white dragon.

Seeing his calm eyes, the ghost saw the fear that hid behind. It can not be helped. It is not that it was not at the time of death. No, what does not mean to be prepared for fear. Be prepared for fear, to give in.

“It doesn’t matter how you use it. Make love to Nushi. The work you’re asking for is paying for it. ”

The king in front of him was giving it down. I am prepared and walk this path. Then there is no word to tell the ghost. The king already knows the pain of loss. I’ve been walking in the severe pain so far. I will receive the pain again. This time, by your choice-

The work using an assassin is nothing but assassination.

At this time, William had chosen long ago.

Because of the way, cutting off beloved-

The king who chose Nyx was unquestionably a madman. The amount of sweetness I feel from the day I met. He showed them a little to that two people, but still it was not equal to the general human being.

I will discipline myself, bind myself, and pursue my path. Without hesitation, without detouring, his back was definitely not that of an ordinary person. The world’s influx of talents and barriers of effort, destroying them, jealousying them, and stepping up their feet would have been the king of men.

The king entrusted himself for the first time. I gave it up and accepted it. It was good to go off. The white dragon was relieved in that figure. After all people must be the same.

Human beings were equal to Hakuryu who had the experience of wearing flesh, picking life, killing slaves, nobles and even royals. The same is true when you die, although you are wearing it on the spot. There were no exceptions. Exceptions etc.-must not exist.

“You asked me to kill me when the subject was the most complete,” he said. “I received this for the first time. This is because I wanted to see it.”

The people who lost their beloved were crazy without exception. Those who were not crazy were not just beloved. Those who obsessed in gold would go mad if they lost it, and those who favored a mistress would go mad if they lost it.

So I was interested in Hakuryu. A man who has learned about the pain of loss once and is about to go crazy loses beloved at his own choice this time. In the white dragon’s observation, Victoria was definitely a man’s exception. Finish worthy of calling it beloved.

Despair to say that it is taken away at their own choice.

“Don’t kill me and fall. Well, do it.”

Your correctness is proved if you drink it. Originally there is no attachment to life. I’ve killed people so hard. However, if you decide not to drink but if you go ahead before stepping on even despair-that is the true “exception” that White Dragon wanted to see. I received this request because there was a possibility. Even if it falls in either way, it has only merit for Hakuryu.

But hopefully-

William dropped the sword. I dropped in my knees and looked at me and I felt that I had lost warmth and embraced what was Vittoria. I can not judge yet. Were you trapped or stomped?

“It’s cold. It gets cold. It’s too late to know what alive for.”

The warmth of the flowing blood, the evidence of being lost every time.

Why is it today? Why was it not good tomorrow? At least until the ceremony, at least I’m at least-it’s a weakness. Flowing out, same as warmth.

“Until I cut you down, I wonder what I want to do”

There was no way before William. However, I chased for the heavens to our warriors. I didn’t know if it was above or below, before or after, but I still walked without compromise. If you notice it was a road behind you. I can not see the front as usual. The top is visible, but no one knows the correct answer here. However, the man thinks that way, seeing the pass which passed by.

I can not turn back later

“I love you Victoria. Now, this moment has not changed.”

The last word. It was not voice but I could understand it by the movement of the mouth. It is a curse. What Victoria tried to mark until the end. An ego that penetrates from the beginning to the end.

“I LOVE it”

William stood up with a sword. I feel the weight of the sword, the coldness of the world, the face that seems to cry now. And I wiped out “weakness”.

“I didn’t seem to keep up with my expectations, it’s bad. Good job, Hakuryu. It would have been no more than this. It’s going to be crazy.

In other words, not killing. Not being drunk, to say that I stepped over-

“It’s cold. It’s cold and it’s freezing. I’m alone, I’m the only one who reigns in the world. Hiko, I finally grabbed it. ”

Hakuryu broke his knee silently. I bow my head and swear my allegiance and dedicate everything to ‘| Rei’ in front of my eyes. There is no doubt now. A foolish and small thought of himself was not true for the king. The person who was seeking finally came down.

“Let’s celebrate my birth. It’s time for a loud, bloody party.”

William comes. Ask your choice. A foolish choice that will never be more. The true self who finally grabbed what was lost and was supposed to get it back. Destroy it at your own choice, leaving only the lonely throne.

“Are you ready?”

“All is well. My Lord”

William makes his beloved bloody cloak fall off.

“It’s just a chore, it’s only work … but if you do, you have to entertain”

The king is completed. And the first pleasure that the king brings. Sacrifice is also bloody, maddened madman without becoming a king-

“Now, let’s go kill my father-in-law.”

Vlad von Bernbach. It is a great sinner who first robbed the king.