﻿\setgamedatatitle("Kiros  \nWinga Throat Conquest 1")

\text("Negza")
Eek...!
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\text
The Demon Lord's army's fierce assault created a brief
opening among the priests of the Winga faith.
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Seizing that gap, Günther closed in on Negza in an instant.
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\text("Günther")
...Do you have anything to say for yourself?
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\text("Negza")
Winga... Winga! Drive him away, drive this man away!
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Negza screamed in terror, but Winga did not respond.
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Remaining seated above, Winga simply looked down, as if
watching how things would unfold.
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\text("Negza")
Winga... Winga...!
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\text("Günther")
...It seems you've been abandoned.
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\text("Negza")
Ah...!
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\text("Günther")
Why you were here, and why you used Winga's power... I don't
know.
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\text("Negza")
Hic... hic...
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\text("Günther")
Maybe you were being used as well. But... you will atone for
your sins.
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\text("Günther")
The fact remains that you laid your hands on innocent girls.
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\text("Negza")
Hyaaaaaaaaah!?
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Günther's blade came down mercilessly, slicing Negza in two.
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Even with Winga's power, that's all he amounted to.
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Negza was disposed of so easily... With the death of the one
they relied on most, the followers' will to fight quickly
faded.
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\text("Follower 1")
N-no way...
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\text("Follower 2")
H-High Priest... what should we do...?
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\text("Caym")
There's nothing to do. Surrender. If not, you'll die here.
Well, except for that one.
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\text("High Priest")
...!
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\text("Günther")
............
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\text("Follower 3")
I-if we really surrender...
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\text("High Priest")
You! Are you planning to betray Winga-sama and me...?
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\text("High Priest")
Who do you think led you all this far?!
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\text("High Priest")
Who saved you from poverty and gave you power? It was me!
Without me, you all would have...
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\text("Günther")
That's enough. Don't say another word.
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\text("High Priest")
Shut up! You too, Glace! It was us, the Winga faith, who
saved the people...
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\text("High Priest")
Gyaa!?
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\text("Günther")
...So, what will you do? Surrender, or not?
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\text("Follower 1")
...
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Swords are dropped to the ground one after another.
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With their faith in Winga―Negza―shattered and the High
Priest cut down, they had no reason left to fight.
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\text
Seeing this, Caym finally let out a sigh of relief.
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\text("Caym")
Alright... now for this one.
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With that, Caym looked up above him.
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\text
The Spirit King Winga, who had tormented Kiros with
blizzards.
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As long as it exists, Kiros will never truly be free.
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\text("Risbell")
What do you intend to do?
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\text("Caym")
Spirits live off magic. So if I monopolize the magic...
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\text("El")
No, Caym-sama! The spirit hasn't done anything wrong!
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\text("Caym")
So what? As long as it's here, Kiros will be trapped in this
blizzard forever, you know?
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\text("El")
Ugh... But still...
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\text("Tiela")
...Then we Brightleafs will calm Winga-sama.
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\text("Günther")
Can you do that...?
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\text("Tiela")
Leave it to us. We can't do what Negza did, but we can at
least stop the blizzard.
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\text("El")
See, see! Tiela-sama said so! It's fine, right, Caym-sama!
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\text("Caym")
...Well, if you can do it, I don't mind. I'll leave it to
you, Tiela.
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\text("Tiela")
Yes. I'll gather the Brightleafs right away.
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\text("Risbell")
The followers will be put in the labyrinth prison. We'll
take care of the girls here.
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\text("Caym")
Alright. Then I'll go see Glace...
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\text("Risbell")
At least wait until she's recovered. Otherwise, you're no
different from Negza, you know?
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\text("Caym")
Ugh...! Don't lump me in with that bastard.
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\text("Risbell")
Then, until Glace recovers, you'll focus on your duties.
There's a mountain of documents waiting for you to sign.
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\text("Caym")
Ugh...
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\text("Margaretta")
Alright, I'll take him. If you run off, no sex for a while.
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\text("Caym")
Ugh...! Günther, say something!
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\text("Günther")
If you want Glace, do your work.
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\text("Margaretta")
Come on, let's go.
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\text("Caym")
Damn it... Is there no one on my side...? Agri, Spacchio,
Noro!
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Of course, no one reached out to Caym.
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Caym was led away by Margaretta, returning to the labyrinth.
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\text("Risbell")
Honestly... Beatrice-san, could you stay by Caym-sama's
side? If you're with him... huh?
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Everyone was busy cleaning up after the incident.
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But someone was missing from the group.
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Come to think of it, ever since Negza was defeated, she'd
been unusually quiet...
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\text("Risbell")
Beatrice-san...?
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\text
The moment Negza was defeated―when the outcome was clear―the
man had already fled.
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\text("Spy")
So Kiros failed... At this rate, Diabolica will only grow
stronger...
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His gaze was fixed on the Valka Mountains. The shadow
stretching through the mountain pass was what he was
watching.
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\text("Spy")
I have to move on to the next plan. Otherwise...
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\text("Spy")
Wha... ah...?
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\text
A sudden impact from the side.
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He felt a hot sensation pierce through his side.
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There was no pain. But he was definitely aware of something
penetrating his insides.
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\text("Spy")
Ha... guh...
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What pierced his abdomen was the blade of a scythe. Behind
him―a Diabolica woman was holding it.
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\text("Beatrice")
There won't be a next time. Too bad for you.
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With that, she swung the scythe sideways, slicing the man in
two.
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\text("Beatrice")
............
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\text
Beatrice glanced at the now-dead spy, then turned on her
heel.
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Her enemies are all those who bare their fangs at Caym.
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Right after defeating Negza, she had quietly noticed the
spy's presence and slipped away from the scene.
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No matter what happens, she will protect Caym. This is her
own personal battle.
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\text("Beatrice")
...If you have business with me, come out yourselves.
Cowards.
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Leaving those words behind, Beatrice vanished. Her words
reached the ears of the woman who appeared just after.
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\text("Minerva")
............
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\text
That woman―Minerva―glared bitterly at the spot where
Beatrice had disappeared, then vanished once more.









































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