Dungeon + Harem + Master: Chapter 6 - "Forget-me-nots have fallen"

Chapter 6 - "Forget-me-nots have fallen"

"Kamarovich's bastard! When you get out of here, I'll cut it out and push it into the hole in the ass! Cut the cock into pieces, feed it with the dung in the hole in the mouth, and sew the lips with a wire!"

Koizumi's appearance turned red and black with anger so that he could hardly keep the prototype.

The eyeballs are exposed and raised.

A bunch of blood vessels was growing all over the white of the eye.

Koizumi screams at the grid, which has been burned by fire and has lost its strength, and kicks it with bare feet many times.

The roaring sound of a giant kicking a big tree deafens everyone.

It no longer surpassed human power.

It made a creaking noise, and the tough timber made a creaking noise.

"Seriously, Jii-san isn't a human trick."

When Goronzo flirted with Koizumi's swordsman, he made a screaming noise and the lattice moved forward into the corridor.

"Hey, fucking prisoners, what are you going to do!"

"Do you want to be executed right now!

Perhaps he heard the noise, about ten strong men with spears, sasumatas, and clubs rushed in. Tension ran to all the prisoners with round waist.

"Yeah, we're bare hands."

"No, no problem. His power is good."

"Irresponsible"

Jarmil calmly points to the flock of prison guards.

There was Koizumi screaming and running like the wind without any hesitation.

Koizumi jumps at the prison graduates while disturbing his gray-haired head, and picks up the sasumata that the first man was swinging.

"Die yeah yeah yeah"

"Nguo"

Cut the wind and shoot down from the top.

Koizumi's sasumata broke the man's defenseless brain and scattered the cerebrospinal fluid around.

Another man who was frightened and stiff. Aiming, I thrust an iron blade into my mouth, pierced the back of my throat and sewed it near the wall. Fresh blood splashed like a geyser and hit the stone pavement.

"Roooooo"

"Nhii, come on!"

"Die, there are Chinkas"

Koizumi jumped lightly like a monkey again, jumped at the man who was pulling himself, thrust his fingertips into his face, and forcibly pulled out his eyes.

The death devil pulled its tail and stretched.

"Okay, now is the time to break the fucking prison! Follow Jii-san!"

Goronzo continues Koizumi's madness.

"Ooooooo"

Martha shouts.

"Doruuuuuuaaaaaa!"

Jarmil unleashes himself. The brewers ran behind them, quietly freeing the prisoners from the prisons around them.

The burning bright red flame quickly licked the prison.

Smoke that burns wood.

The dull sound of hitting meat. Smouldering white smoke and screaming. Brawls have begun here and there in prison.

The locks of the prison were opened one after another in a hurry.

Those who were innocently guilty by the turbulent Romulus judiciary, or those who were guilty of being guilty of the bones, exploded the energy accumulated in the pool and went wild.

In this case, it was impossible to calm the situation with the power of about 100 officials and prison guards.

The torrent of human power, which has been deprived of the freedom to count more than 300, was tremendous.

"Die, maggots! Anus biting prison guard!"

"Hiiii"

In order to relieve his anger, the vicious prisoners are beating him with a club that he has stolen without any care when he surrounds the prison graduate. The brains of the prison graduates crumbled like dropped tofu, and the brains scattered all over the floor, like diarrheal stools.

"I'll pour sulfuric acid into my ear canal, I'll stab an iron bar from my rectum to my throat!"

"Stop it!"

When I think about it, several people squeeze one prison graduate and squeeze the red-burnt fire chopsticks from the tip of their nose. The burning smell of meat mixed with the burning smoke of the prison and became one.

"Oh, oh! Teme is my punching bag from today."

"I'll scrape Harawata and feed it to pigs."

The daily domineering hides itself, and the standing positions of those who wield power and those who are oppressed are reversed.

People's reason disappears, and the unilateral slaughter fixes the anger of the obedient men in the space and fills the world black.

The turmoil was overwhelming.

"Kamarovich, Kamarovic !! Where ah, come out!"

In a prison where he could hardly see, Koizumi was seen parading around like a dead man in hell, with the necks of three twisted men tied to his waist.

"Come out, I'll cut the Kintama screw and feed it to the dog."

"Oh my god, hospitals, doctors, doctors"

The prison graduate, who had been scratched on the right half of his face and reached out to look like an old rag, became dressed to block Koizumi's path.

"Fun"

"Obue"

Koizumi mercilessly thrusts the tip of the spear into the man's chest and twists it to the fullest to enjoy the feeling of breaking the fluff and muscle fibers.

The man unknowingly reached out to stop the spear and grabbed the long tip, but the sharp blade cut his fingertips quickly and easily.

Along with the blood smoke, an awkward thumb that resembles an imomushi rolls around and disappears into the smoke.

Koizumi casually kicks the man's shoulder with his foot and pulls out the spear.

A piece of meat was slightly stuck.

"Dirty miscellaneous fish are inferior three meat, guys!"

Koizumi sweared at a man with bloody sputum. Spit on the corpse.

"Where are you, Kamarovic! Let's play!"

Koizumi wept over the lost years and then rejoiced from the bottom of his heart at this time of the day.

Everything was empty since I knew Marianne's betrayal.

However, I lived quietly, but someday I was waiting somewhere in my heart for someone to say that it was a misunderstanding.

"I will accomplish what I couldn't do at that time."

Run with all your might and destroy everything you see.

This is Kamalovic's stronghold and kingdom.

The enormous wealth gained in this prison cannot be safely thrown away in such a rebellion.

The heart beats the bell. Koizumi ran through the crowd, bathing in burning timber and crumbling stone wall debris all over his body. From the basement, I passed through the hall and ran up the stairs leading to the ground.

Meanwhile, he smashed the blocking prisoner's head, decapitated the prisoner, and trampled countless fleeing officials.

Understand. Kamalovic is outside.

So I'll settle. To all.

I saw a large steel door out of the prison.

Guards and prisoners are holding their swords around here and there.

Koizumi runs through the gap. I was suddenly shocked by my chest.

"Uzu !?"

Forcibly swallow a large lump that auctions up from the chest to the throat.

It tastes like iron rust. It spread in my mouth immediately.

When Koizumi broke the arrow feather from the root, he slammed it against a cleanly polished floorboard, unlike the basement. Raise your eyes slowly.

"Kamarovichi is good!"

A well-known giant prison graduate stood with his arms crossed, accompanied by a group of knights in polished steel armor.

The knights line up hoplites with long spears in front and align their sharp, mirror-polished tips.

Behind him, dozens of archers holding arrows flipped their feathers at the highest, forming an orderly corp.

"Well, the reason I told us that story was to make it go out of control."

Kamarovic shakes his short-cut mustache while playing with his command sword.

"I was expecting it, but I'm grateful that you danced so far. In the first place, you were uncertain. What I was preparing today was not the aim of the former brave men, A large faction of other prisoners rebelled and grabbed inside information. In addition, I thought I'd try to clean up the rebellious garbage as well as cleaning up. The trash can also exceed the capacity. Well, by the way, by the way. "

In the middle of the conversation, Koizumi looks back when he notices the sound of dragging garbage from behind.

There, a man whose left side of his face was browned like yellowtail teriyaki was crawling like a slug toward Kamarovic, leaving traces of blood.

Molino, the darling of Kamalovic.

Perhaps he was struck by the prisoners who had bought a grudge until now.

The hair is torn off, and both hands and feet are curved in a direction that should not be bent due to the structure of the human body.

It was just a breath of insects.

"Camaro-sama Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Molino breathes stupidly from her crushed nose, like a losing dog.

"Lazy_Writer Translation"

Kamalovic looked down at Molino's rubbed face and slammed his command sword into his nose just before touching his clothes.

"Upyu"

Molino tumbled, spattering brown blood and body fluids.

When I fell, I hit my front teeth against the ground and several of them broke and scattered.

"Why, why?"

When I don't understand Molino, I cry and shake my head from side to side.

"I hate dirty livestock, right?"

With Kamalovic's signal, a soldier standing next to him pierced a large spear from Molino's skull to the floor.

Molino stops moving when she flaps her limbs like a feather bug.

"That's why I'm tired and want to go home and take a shower. Hey, brave man. Would you like to make a deal?"

Kamarovic licked his tongue when he made a shin.

"I've recently awakened to a dandy hobby. If you're going to be my girlfriend for the rest of your life, you can just say that you're dead because of the good old days. , 

How?"

"Do you think you drink that? This guy

"Hmm, but you have to get medical treatment right now because of that wound? 

How? It's not more important now than in the past."

Koizumi was so angry that the giant in front of him flashed white.

Playfully mess up my life.

In a rage, a man hugs his shoulder as he tries to jump out from behind.

It was a familiar voice.

"It's a prisoner-like move to the armed forces. We've become big names too."

"You guys"

When Koizumi looked back, Goronzo, Martha, Jarmil, and the brewers were all in a tattered state.

The prisoners who saw the regular soldiers turned around and were pushed back by the guards and prisoners.

Koizumi's clenched lips broke, and blood-like threads ran thinly.

"Jii-san, take Kland and the others back. The back door is thin. I took over here. I'm a good year. I've lived quite a bit. I've done it. You guys should manage to escape."

Goronzo's words. I can't accept it.

"Hey, don't be foolish."

Martha makes a low voice and grabs Goronzo.

Pure anger and loneliness coexisted in the boy's eyes.

"I don't have time to meet each other. Then, you should be fine. It was a lot of fun!"

Impossible.

The brewer was about to drop his sword in front of Goronzo, who distorted the old wound on his cheek and laughed.

Goronzo waved his right hand and never looked back.

Oh, this is really different from the world I was in.

Until now, Kurodo had no sense of reality in this world.

If you hurt someone, you don't feel any discomfort, and you don't feel disgusted or guilty.

It's like the main character in the game.

Then why?

I don't have the special power to save the crisis of my friends, the skill of the sword, or the mysterious power.

A group of medieval European knights wearing steel armor protects the large door.

The struck arrow flew around with low wind noise, filling the body of Goronzo assaulting. Goronzo's body. It blows away like a piece of paper.

When the corps that finished hitting the arrow goes down, the infantry makes a spearhead and rush in a lump.

A large, willing mass pierces and crushes everything that moves, without enemies or allies.

The blood breeze fluttered and the pieces of meat scattered.

Martha, who said she would stay until the end, no longer hesitated to escape.

It's real violence.

It was a completely different dimension from the ones in overtime of a little fight so far.

The individual had no intention, and one mass was used like a functional tool and acted in an orderly manner.

It doesn't end until everything stops.

The brewers wielded their swords crazy and cut off the same prisoner to reach the back door.

After kicking the Kido, I finally breathe in the outside air. I didn't remember Maggot.

A high earthen wall covers the circumference of the prison.

In the surrounding area, the final struggle between the catch and the escape was about to end.

It may have been a miracle that the brewers succeeded in escaping.

The outside of the prison was overgrown with deep trees, and it took time to travel a short distance.

Forget that the goblins live and keep walking. Everyone was silent.

"Okay, brewer. Put me here."

Koizumi muttered weakly when he released his arm from the brewer's shoulder and sat down on the spot. The arrow wound stuck in the chest did not stop bleeding, and the blood spread so as to cover the chest. The complexion is white like paper, and the breathing becomes thinner and thinner.

The brewers laid Koizumi at the base of the tree and stared at his profile without doing anything.

"That Goronzo guy is dead. Damn it, Jii-san. I'm dying, I'm dying."

"Yes. Let's survive and revolutionize this country with me. Overthrow the royal family who devours vested interests and do politics for the true people."

Koizumi no longer responds to the words of the two and closes his eyes with a thin smile.

"Thank you everyone for making me so good to Gigi. Cland, are you there?"

"Oh, I'm here"

"I never thought I could meet the Japanese again by the time I died. You live. I live as long as I can. Otherwise, it's a lie."

"Jii-san, you're not a kid yet! I've been out, Hora, it's almost morning! Get up!"

Martha cries and shakes Koizumi's chest.

"Kland. You can't give up on that vine yet. Do you want to save Maggot?"

"Yes, but that's not all."

"It's a stupid guy. But guys are always the same. No, don't confuse courage with recklessness. Oh, no convincing even if I run away. Well, I'll ask. "

A bright sun was sticking out at the edge of the mountain.

The cold morning air slips into the brewer's throat.

It looks like the deep fresh green is burning.

Koizumi's bulging hands made the brewer hold an old leather bag.

When the leather bag was turned upside down, an elaborate necklace appeared.

"Where did you hide this?"

"The way of the snake is a snake"

Koizumi did not decrease and struck his mouth with a smile.

Koizumi's skin, like a dead tree, reminded me of the harshness of everyday life.

I was going to give it that day."

Koizumi's hand was weakened and hung down slowly.

"Marianne"

Koizumi's neck collapses sideways.

The three were standing on three sides, enveloping the soul that had disappeared because they could not do anything.

"We will break up here"

The brewer ran down the mountain, shaking off the two who were holding him back.

Run down the unmanned road with all your might.

I was able to do what I had to do.

The immortal emblem that shines on the brewer's chest shines remarkably.

The fatigue of the whole body disappears like peeling off the thin skin.

The fist that clasped the sword had unprecedented power.

The dawning midday sun is shining overhead.

Clouds floating in the pale sky were slowly flowing. When the trees are shaken and the road goes out, the prison smoldering by the fire rises in the green like a floating island.

Perhaps the alert had been lifted, and nearby earth workers and craftsmen called for repairs were busy standing inside the walls.

The brewer took off his prisoner's jacket, tore it, and wrapped it around to hide the coat of arms on his chest.

"Wait a minute"

There was something that stopped my shoulder as I tried to get out of the bush. Looking back, Martha and Jarmil were out of breath and crouching there.

"Hey, it's a bottle to look at. If you do it anyway, it's okay to talk to me!"

"Yes, aren't we friends?"

"You guys"

The brewer had a light meeting with them, nodded, and waited for the time.

"Oh, it's a fire!"

"Burning and prisoners have attacked again!"

Gray smoke is rising from the back of the building. It was a demonstrative battle between Jarmil and Martha.

The remaining soldiers run away in pieces.

The brewer took a deep breath and walked openly.

The big iron door, which I didn't feel like yesterday, is wide open.

In the center, Kamarovic trembles the giant and gives instructions in quick succession.

There were no knights around last night. It is a lie. On the side of Kamalovic, there was only a man in plain clothes and four infantrymen with bows.

Perhaps he noticed the movement of the brewer, an infantryman moved his face. Almost at the same time, the brewer kicked the floor and ran, holding his sword and thrusting straight into it.

"Lazy_Writer Translation"

Kamarovic's dismayed face is getting closer and closer.

In a hurry, the pawns held their bows and fired them all at once.

The brewer bent over and evaded some, but was hit directly by his left arm, right chest, and abdomen.

While holding back the severe pain of digging the internal organs, he still does not stop rushing.

Wind noise.

An arrow sticks in the staggering right foot.

The spears that were drawn out from the left and right sides pierced the flanks in quick succession.

"Chiki, Sho"

Even though I thought, my body didn't move. A spear was pulled out from the right flank.

Just like Todome, a man aimed his spear at his chest.

Squinting at the white sparkle of the tip of the brewer's approach.

At the same time, a small shadow was cast in front of me.

"Kland ..."

Maggot smiled weakly when he was hit by a spear on his chest.

I can't speak because of the shock.

The miniature book she always had fell from her chest.

The pale blue pressed flowers fluttered in the air, and the petals peeled off from the bookmarks shattered.

The inside of my head burned bright red.

The brewer raises his anger and drags the infantry while moving his body forward with his spear.

Blood clots flow back through the throat.

He sprayed blood on the infantry who raised their swords to block their way.

Receive slashes from the left and right.

Still.

The brewer has no technology. There are no weapons to break the flesh wall, and the power is average.

If there is only one thing that is better than a person.

Only the infinite regeneration ability is given by the contract.

The brewer slammed the blade that had bitten into his shoulder, despite his hand injury, and the defeated pawn was thrown away.

Swing the sword by force. After all, there is no need to consider defense.

The pawn falls behind as his face is crushed by the slash that is swung out while his arm is torn.

"Hiii"

Perhaps it's different from last night's Knights, the pawns surrounding Kamalovic step back involuntarily.

"What's up, protect me!"

Kamarovic looks around with a loud voice, but many of the prison graduates have been injured, and they are watching. Both sides did not have the trust to protect themselves.

Can't I stand up to myself with such a body?

Kamarovic, who was frightened by the appearance of the brewer, retreated further.

"What is that light?"

"I'm a brave man"

"That is the legendary"

The rags wrapped around the brewer's chest peeled off, filling the room with a pale glow.

"What the hell is that?"

The destination that Kamarovic pointed to.

A puncture wound that seems to be a fatal wound is restored as if the time was rewound.

This is the only and all left for the brewer.

that name as well, Immortal coat of arms.

The arrows stuck all over the body, the flesh of the wound swelled in a blink of an eye, and the arrowhead was spat out.

When the brilliance subsided, the royal crest was shining on the chest so that it could be seen even from a distance.

"Hi, I'm a brave man."

"Crest of the Royal Family

It is a time of deep-seated superstition.

The men who were watching in a long-distance all sat down and started to run away.

Most of the prison graduates and craftsmen who are here are commoners and peasants if they are correct.

I lost my fighting spirit just by hearing words such as hero and the royal family.

When the aristocrats were less than a few percent of the total population, words were the power.

In the first place, there was a premise that he was looking for a reason to escape.

Everything worked in favor of the brewer.

Kamarovic, who has a rash, grabs a spear and pulls it forward.

When the brewer turned around and avoided it, he tore the body of Kamalovic deeply into a sideways sword.

Red-black fresh blood wets the profile of the brewer.

"Ah, Abo"

The giant man slid his face to the floor with his knees on his knees and his hands sticking forward.

The entire floor is expanded with the released blood.

If you look down from above, it will look like a bright red rose.

Kamarovic gasps and hands in his pocket.

As the brewer turns behind the giant, Kamarovic grabs an old comb with a hairy, rugged hand.

Kamalovic had a drowsy look as if he had been freed from pain.

A rumbling noise was made and yellow bubbles were ejected from the edge of the mouth.

The robbed lover and everything beyond that.

Perhaps the future that I could have had.

I lost too much to throw it away as meaningless.　

"Kamarovich. Kill Temee. No complaints."

The brewer struck the sword into the thick boar neck from the top and cut off the head of the prison graduate.

Jarmil and Martha stood with pale faces on the side of Maggot, who was lying on his back.

The brewer pierced her knees and looked into her face, beside her bloody and breathless.

"Why did you protect me?"

Maggot had a white face and a laughing expression, holding the wreckage of the fallen pressed flowers in his chest.

"Oh, brother. Finally, he came to pick me up ..."

I don't already know who is in front of me.

Magott was able to meet his favorite brother in a dream.

The brewer strongly felt that his heart was cooling down to every corner.

"Let's have a lot of adventures ..."

"Oh, it's a promise. I'm sure I'll find the treasure."

Maggot happily shook his pin and cat ears and closed his eyes to sleep.

Blue petals fall on Maggot's cheeks.

At the end, the brewer finally remembered the name of the flower.

Climb the road of an empty pass.

The figure of the prison that had been there before looked small under my eyes.

The brewer rolled the jewel necklace that Koizumi couldn't hand over with his palm.

The story of Koizumi and the necklace of jewelry.

A princess who is proud of the beauty that the hero loved.

A maid who treated her like a younger sister.

And one soldier who was watching over them in a long way.

The brewer dropped his gaze down while playing with his necklace with his fingertips.

Using centrifugal force, I threw it toward the bottom of the valley, which flows far under my feet.

Goodbye, Maggot, muttered in my chest.

The cry of the mountain bird clears toward the quiet ridgeline.

The back of the brewer, who was moving away quickly, was illuminated by the setting sun burning.

Forget-me-not The flower language is true love.

The other is, don't forget me.

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