Hakoba: Opening Fusion and Reverse Izayoi

When Saigo opened the gift card in the sixteenth night, Leticia's body and consciousness were instantly engulfed in the long river of time.

Her memory is stuck in the last order that Saigo gave her in the sixteenth night.

- Find the poet of fantasy.

And then—

Her existence shuttles through the long river of time.

I don't know how long it has been...

When she regained consciousness, her mind was in chaos.

- The sunset was so hot that it seemed to burn the blood dry.

When Leticia returns to her homeland after defeating the Demon King, she is greeted not by triumphant music or songs of praise, but by the screams and wails of her comrades.

The comrades who returned together have already lost their breath. If it weren't for her subordinates standing up to protect her, even Leticia herself would be in danger. It's all so unprepared.

"Why... Why... It's going to be like this... ！"

Leticia dragged her left foot, which had been burned red and black, and ran as hard as she could. Until yesterday, the commercial and industrial areas, which should have been bustling and lively, were crowded with comrades wailing and struggling.

Each of them has vampire blood. Even if it's not a pureblood, it's still a strong race. Even if you are stabbed all over your body, you probably won't die casually.

You can see that these vampire comrades seem to have become garbage that has been discarded casually, lying on the ground one by one, what a miserable whisper -

"What about Kara... Knight's Chief... And where are my father, mother, and sister—"

"Oh, those people are probably dead. "

Leticia stopped abruptly. The man who uttered such an ominous remark was a man she had never seen in the annexed city.

She glared at the owner of the voice with a gaze full of hatred.

"You bastard... ！"

"Oh, wait a minute! To avoid misunderstanding, I have to state in advance that I am not the principal offender, nor am I an accomplice. "

The man with the long horizontal eyes raised his index finger and declared it with ease.

The tall, thin man sat on the sidelines, dressed in an indescribable outfit. Leticia suppressed her high emotions at first, and observed the man's whole body as if she were evaluating.

- It's a costume that makes it impossible to understand where it came from, what it belongs to, and what it is for.

Leticia had thought that her ability to recognize was hindered, but she was unable to detect such interference.

In other words, this man, not any important person, is an inconsequential object when he leaves here. After Laeticia came to this conclusion, she decided to listen calmly.

"Very good, very good, worthy of the [Dragon Knight]. Even in the face of anger, you don't forget yourself, and I think that's one of your charms. "

"Hurry up and get to the point. That's why you're here, right?"

"Of course. Because this is the work of [the poet]. If it were now, I would like to tell you in detail about this tragic scene in which 20,000 comrades are struggling, from my inner thoughts to the black history. "

He put away his elusive smile and shrugged his shoulders.

"Basically, do you understand what's going on?"

"Of course. There's only one way to get me and other vampires, the [Hakowa Knights], to die in just a few minutes——!"

Leticia's bright red eyes were bloodshot, and she glared at the sinking -

Sun!

——The large curtain of Hakowa City that can block the sun's rays.

It's a trap for races that can't survive in daylight, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it's built specifically for vampires.

The Great Veil that was supposed to shield the vampires from the greatest weakness of the sun and convey warm favors was now opened by someone's hand.

"However, in order to open the curtain, it should be one of the solar sovereigns, the Zodiac or the Equator——!

Leticia bared her teeth and roared. It is precisely because of the large curtain that can block out the sunlight that the vampires will shed their blood to this day to protect the order of Hakoniwa City.

As a result, now, those sovereigns have trampled and destroyed all of this themselves-

"It's a vampire. "

The other side told the cruel truth.

"Huh?"

"I said it was the vampires, in other words, it was civil strife. Not long ago, you vampires accepted the blessing of [Fantasy], and the thirteenth sun sovereign specially made for you vampires! "

Hearing this, Leticia's eyes narrowed slightly.

"What do you mean..."

"That's right, for some vampires, this is a long-awaited wish, right? They can actually control the sovereignty of the demon star that has tormented them for a long time, and I don't know if this kind of opportunity can be encountered once in my lifetime, no wonder they will embark on the road of killing their comrades. "

In an instant, a thought burst into Laeticia's heart.

Seize power!

However, Laeticia did not understand.

No matter how you say it... There is no point in doing anything like this.

Vampires actually go to open the sun in order to kill vampires, if they do such a thing... Even the perpetrator himself is in danger.

Not to mention that just opening up a few points is not enough to eradicate the royal family or purebloods-

"I know what you're thinking, it's clear that those power grabbers are much smarter than you!"

"Look over there. "

The man shrugged his shoulders in an elusive manner, lifted his chin and pointed to the highest point of the castle.

At his indication, Leticia looked at the top of the castle in amazement.

The castle is topped with a tall minaret, so you can see the castle even from the periphery.

I saw that at the top of the tower, there was my sister, mother, and father... The clothes belonged to familiar people, and on the wall below, only dark black marks that seemed to have been charred were left—

"That's your family. "

"What——!?"

For a moment, Leticia was speechless in shock and fear.

"Because pure-blooded vampires don't die that easily. So the first to be crucified, then to the heart! Finally, to use the sun to hold a cremation, it is really prudent and careful! The guys in the annexed towns are really unlucky to be implicated! They must not have even dreamed that they would only kill the purebloods—and they would not hesitate to open the curtain only against the royal family!"

[The poet] happily hugged his stomach and laughed.

In other words, the revolution was over during the deathmatch between Leticia and the Demon King.

Leticia fell to her knees and hung her head limply. Soon after, the sunburn that soaked her left foot slowly eroded her body, gradually turning into a bone-chilling pain.

It was so gentle through the curtain, and now the sunset looked as if it was about to build a great kiln in hell.

Obviously, the vampire clan, the [Box Court Knights], has been fighting to the death to this day in order to avoid this kind of tragedy.

"That's right! The rebels impassionedly said that they would take off your head when the sun went down. After all, you can't get the thirteenth zodiac in the correct form without getting your head. It seems like there's not much time left until sunset, and you should probably think about your future path, whether it's to rebuild your community or escape from it, it's your freedom. "

Leticia staggered to her feet and continued to drag her left foot forward to her desired destination, the vampire stronghold.

"What else do you want to do with this body?"

"It's none of your business, anyway, this body eroded by the sun's rays won't last long. "

"Nothing like that. As long as you are properly disposed of, you can still be saved... So, let's negotiate! Do you want to join my community [Fantasy Demon Dao Book Group]-"

"I refuse. "

Leticia pulled out a black spear like a flash of light and held it against the poet's neck.

It wasn't like a dying man's cut, and although the man was amazed by the speed at which he cut in, he still responded with a leisurely attitude.

"But~ Look at this injury, even if you go to face the rebels, you won't be able to solve many people. Your partner is also hanging in the sun, right? Or do you think it doesn't matter if you die in vain?"

Even so, Leticia headed towards the castle.

In the alley where the road forks, fellow vampires who have suffered from the sun's rays can be seen groaning and falling to the ground. Leticia stared sadly at the sights, struggling to drag her feet forward.

They will soon be exposed to the sun's rays and die.

Victimized by stupid vampires who are trying to claim the sovereignty of the sun, but who they don't know who they are.

"I don't know who the rebels are, but as a country... No, as the leader of the Community, I have an obligation to confront the enemy under that banner and save the remnants. "

Even if these people were about to become extinct, Laetitia would not abandon them.

Moreover, disputes in the community should be adjudicated on the basis of the rules of the community.

This is a law that has been regarded as unbreakable since the opening of the box garden.

The glory of the community and the law are all gathered under that banner. If there is a verdict against the rebels, then the banner will judge. With this belief, Leticia took one step forward, one step further.

The poet of fantasy could only hang his shoulders in disappointment and cry out in a helpless tone.

"Hey, Dragon Knight, if you just want to kill the rebels, I have a way!"

Well?

Leticia stopped and turned around.

Then [the poet] threw a sealed document to her.

"As I said before, I'm a [poet] – a game creator. The [Contract Document] has laid out the rules of the game that will allow you to use your [Host Authority] to the limit. Just run the game according to that content and make you, Leticia Decrea, the Demon King, become the Demon King without implicating the unrelated community. "

"You... What kind of stupid thing are you talking about! You want us to wait for a vampire to become a demon king! Ridiculous! Even if this body is eventually destroyed, I will carry out the glory of our waiting!"

"Hmph... It's just a little girl who doesn't know the world, and she still wants to hold on to the Spring and Autumn Dream until when!"

The shout made Leticia cringe.

The fantasy poet's temperament completely changed, and he took a step forward, glaring at Leticia with a calming attitude.

"Advocate defending what cannot be protected and helping those who cannot be saved! Oh, oh, this is a wonderful and funny clown act! Your Royal Highness the Princess! Because it is so noble, I really want to be moved to tears and disgusted!"

"What——!?"

"You just said you want to protect the glory of your clan, then you can use your empty head and think about it! If you lose this war to the rebels, the things that the vampires have painstakingly built... What will happen? Those guys only aim for the status of [Sun Sovereign] and [Plenipotentiary Dominator]! It means that you vampires want to leave behind order and peace, etc., and nothing will be left at all!"

"And then you want to die in order to complete your revenge that is nothing more than self-satisfaction! And even tell such a high-sounding lie [for the sake of others]! I can't play anymore, idiot to the extreme! Doesn't it seem like I'm the biggest idiot when I come to you out of good intentions?"

The fantasy poet vented all kinds of rants and curses in an impassioned tone. Laeticia couldn't refute or continue to hide her feelings, so she could only keep her head down and tremble unwillingly.

Probably having exhausted his emotions, he gasped and said in a slightly calm manner.

"Listen, if you want to rebuild the vampire clan, run away, and if you want to kill the rebels, you will become the Demon King. While it is possible to save your glory by dying a martyr, don't be so naïve to think that you can still save your reputation even if you lose. "

"If you were killed over here, it would be like that. But if you're willing to become the Demon King and kill all the rebels, then you can make up for it. At least the [Class Dominator] system can be left behind... It's just that the name Leticia de Crea must bear all the charges. "

What are you going to do?

The fantasy poet ends with a somewhat playful shrug.

Laeticia absentmindedly opened the sealed file and shook her hand to confirm the game's contents.

Seeing her stunned by the vicious content of the game, the fantasy poet laughed even more rudely.

"Let the rebels also taste all the tragic experiences that your family has suffered, and not only once or twice, but semi-permanently and repeatedly!

"If you've whipped enough corpses, and one day you finally want the game to end, you just have to ask someone to crack the game. If you find someone who can crack the game, tell them like that!

With that, the man turned his back to Leticia.

"Ah, that's the only thing I should have to make clear. To become a demon king, you must bear the destiny that will be destroyed one day. The person in charge of exterminating may be a hero or a god or Buddha. But this is the fate of those who defy the stars. So, Leticia de Crea. If you can make up your mind to give up everything——?"

- Let's become the demon king who kills comrades.

The man whispered the words as if he were talking to love, and then disappeared without a trace.

The sun will soon sink completely, and night will soon cover the land.

The rebels, who had previously hid from the sun, began to set fire to the annexed towns, burning them down along with their comrades who groaned in pain.

Leticia stared at the scene, and it wasn't long before she was surrounded by rebels. Half of the body eroded by the sun's rays is already unconscious.

Not even feeling the arm holding the gun, she naturally lowered her weapon.

Seeing that the people who had been companions not long ago were facing each other with their swords, Leticia, who was still at a loss, looked around—

Suddenly, she saw the blackened tombstones at the top of the castle that had been left by her close friends and family.

- That's right, it's the tombstone of her beloved.

Whether it's a large number of comrades, close people, or a beloved family... No one was given a burial, but instead was forced to become a charred stain attached to the walls.

In this case, how can the guys who did it be fair if they are not punished with relative criminal responsibility?

Blood and tears poured down Leticia's hatred and shouted:

"You bastards... Not even qualified to die... ！"

The resentment vented to the original comrades declared the will of each and every one of the Nine Clans who was going to completely destroy them, not even the soul fragments.

Leticia, who vows to kill all her enemies, accepts the Demon King's brand.

Then, at the moment when history is frozen.

Leticia retrieves her memories.

The state of chaos has been erased in the course of time.

The cruel memories of the past were presented in front of his eyes again, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

But now is not the time to grieve.

There was only one thought left in my mind.

- Find the poet of fantasy.

And then—

Leticia found it.

"It turns out that you are the culprit... However, there is one sentence that you are right! To become a demon king, you must bear the destiny that will be destroyed one day!"

In an instant, Leticia threw out a coordinate.

The coordinates drifted down and fell on the fantasy poet.

"What!?"

The fantasy poet frowned, before he could react.

The holy arrow that spanned the years pierced his chest in an instant.

This is a blow from hundreds of years later, across the river of time!