Bijo to Kenja to Majin no Ken

Without even trying to wipe (pluck) the blood flowing from her cheeks, Cyrus laughs as she tilts her head.

The wavy blonde hair is disturbed. Those crooked lips are so creepy.

He restarted his sword and shield with his expression intact.

"Uhhhh!!

Shortly afterwards, Cyrus makes an odd noise and rushes towards me again.

If the fact that he's Clancy's messenger is why he was able to invalidate my attack, I could probably invalidate his attack, too.

But now I have a demon bow (Ishmel) in my hand that can hurt him.

Given that, I'm not an overwhelming advantage. This is a one-sided game.

"Grace, stay on my side."

"Yes."

I'll stand by. Tell Grace.

Cyrus is headed my way, but he's definitely after Grace.

If I can disable his attacks, Grace would be easier to deal with things if he stayed close to me. Especially now that there is a light junction (alter), we can also protect Grace from his magical attacks.

However, if there was one anxiety in my mind, it was to be used by Cyrus for “constraint”.

He sees me suffer in response to the word "constraint”. It's just a pain in the ass to be used at the right time.

Grace follows my instructions and turns to my back. She stood close to my back with two long swords of concealment (Sword of Hermit) and a dagger of fate (Chris).

I squeeze the demon bow Ishmel toward Cyrus, who is approaching from the front.

At the same time, magic imagined rock bullets (rock balls) were collected in bows. Gradually the magic creates shapes and brilliant arrows with rock materials (materials) can be made.

Cyrus, expecting an arrow to fly in, laid a shield on the front. I increase the magic I can get in and release the arrow without worrying about his defense.

That's how it was actually unleashed, which is exactly what you could call a rock shell rather than an arrow.

Bang! And a loud noise sounded, and the left half of Cyrus' shield was heavily concave. The arrow reaches Cyrus at a bullet speed that never stops in his eyes, and it hits him hard with every shield. The rock shells fell apart and scattered as they were, and Cyrus rolled unnecessarily onto the floor, unable to withstand the impact of the landing.

"Grr!?

Perhaps I didn't imagine such a shock coming. He raises a less well-dressed voice of anguish and Cyrus manages to get up.

"Hey, what's that, what's that...

Why!! Why am I rolling on the floor!?

You don't want to admit the situation, Cyrus is in a state of confusion.

When he stood up in a hurry, he checked his body and his surroundings and ran his mouth over and over again saying, "That's crazy, that's crazy".

I managed to ask him something - at this rate, I might not expect a decent answer.

I still decided to speak to Cyrus. Because I thought it might be disguised as an illusion, although my hopes were dim.

"Cyrus -.

If you're hearing me, I want to ask.

Why are you protecting the portal?

"- Hiccup."

――――

Cyrus had a tall laugh about what was funny.

That's all I heard. Unfortunately, I don't get a proper answer back.

Until recently, Cyrus overwhelmed us in one way or another.

However, the presence of the demon bow (Ishmel) is changing the situation.

The Demon Bow (Ishmel) would have had the "Essential” skill if I hadn't seen it wrong. However, the attack so far had been an unsuitable blow to the word "middleman". Considering that, the "Essential” skill is not automatically applied per shot, but must be activated consciously.

However, a demon bow (Ishmel) blow, which is not a must-have, is turning the situation upside down in an instant. It was nothing more than a balance breaker.

I stand by my demon bow (Ishmel) and watch Cyrus move without alarm.

Having a little time, Celestia, Roberto and Sylvia, who had fallen, were getting up.

All three seem to have suffered quite a bit of damage, but it looks like they are likely to be able to return to battle as they have managed. I reassured myself that the three of them had nothing to do with it.

- And at that moment, the membrane of light disappeared from around me. The effective time of the light junction (alter) has passed.

Shortly after, two light blades (light edges) fly in from my front. Cyrus' face, which he saw for a moment beyond, was dominated by a distorted grin.

Was that the way you felt before? Either way, you can't be alarmed when you're aiming for a light junction (alter) right after it's out.

When I took one light blade (light edge) with a demon wall (magic wall), Sylvia built a rock wall (rockwall) to block the other.

Standing up Celestia and Roberto are relatively close to him.

Seeing Cyrus attack, they attacked him at the same time as he kept moving suspiciously.

"Ha ha!!

Rarely does Celestia's voice rise. Cyrus was in a position full of gaps, but when he was attacked, he firmly reassembled his sword and shield and took the two attacks.

There is an unpleasant sound of the metal clashing against each other and the metal rubbing against each other as it is.

Cyrus, who took the attack firmly, stopped the movement and looked completely obsessed with each other.

Seeing Cyrus stop moving, I squeezed the demon bow (Ishmel) again.

Assuming you release an arrow in this state, you could shoot through Roberto or Celestia if you take your aim off. If you're not sure you won't take your aim off, you can't let go of the arrow.

"Kay, focus your consciousness.

- It's all right, we're gonna hit it. "

Grace, standing on my back, hits me softly.

I concentrated my consciousness on Cyrus, who, as she put it, became a target. What happens when it comes off drives me out of my head.

The demon bow (Ishmel) itself spins out the magical light. Unlike before, I felt that the skills the demon bow possessed had indeed been demonstrated.

As soon as Cyrus presses back on Celestia's sword and Roberto's spear, I fire the Magic Bullet (Magic Ball) - an oversized conscious magic arrow at him.

Cyrus rushed forward with his shield and stood up for his body to hide in the shield.

"- What!?

Just before the arrow hits the shield - I thought, the arrow plots an unnatural orbit and twists and detours the shield.

Demon bullets (magic balls) with sharp, pointed arrow shapes - the oversized pierced Cyrus' belly as it was.

"Grrr!!

Raising an indescribable voice of pain, Cyrus falls backwards.

Looks like he hastily cast his healing magic on himself. However, the rapidly decreasing HP has only stopped, and the HP that has already fallen to about half has not returned. Probably because the healing is not complete.

Still standing loose, Cyrus began walking straight towards me, replacing the sword in his hand with a cane. The look is distorted to the point of ruin.

- I'm sorry.

I frowned at the words that flew in.

"I'm sorry. also, I don't aim anymore.

Mi, mi, will you miss me -!? "

Cyrus fluttered toward me and connected his words.

Roberto and Celestia put up their weapons and seem to be waiting to see what decision I make.

I managed to get in and squeezed the demon bow (Ishmel) silently as I watched Cyrus leak laughter out of his crooked lips. As it responds to it, the demon bow (Ishmel) begins to shine a magical light on the slight (calf).

"Ta, please!!

- I don't want to die!!

Cyrus' plea (Cancer) follows.

Cyrus has the aftermath of being pierced through his belly, removing his shield.

But I didn't let go of my sword, hoping you'd miss it.

Cyrus, who walks over with a cheat as he drags his leg, was already approaching a few steps from me.

I drop my head in dismay and am completely drooled - but I don't break my guard and leave my demon bow (Ishmel) standing.

and Cyrus accidentally stopped and raised his face on the spot.

The face is - a distorted smile, overflowing.

Shortly afterwards, Cyrus was slashed for Grace, not me.

At the same time, his crooked mouth moves and he tells me one word.

And that mouth did say this.

"Suffer with constraints."

- But that voice hasn't reached me.

Grace noticed Cyrus' intentions, held my ear, and plugged it.

I didn't listen to him directly, and I succeed in staying conscious just because I feel a minimal headache.

I felt Grace's soft, three-dimensional body on my back while releasing a magical arrow as it was.

――

For once, Cyrus might have predicted that this would happen.

The moment I released the arrow, he suddenly disappeared from my sight.

It is not a battle transfer (Battlegate) of space magic. This is the light attribute magic, the light transfer (gate) I used in my struggle with Secretary of the Interior (Curtis) in the past with the wand of the wise man (Staff Obsage)!

Honestly, there is a part of me that lacked the assumption that Cyrus would use the light transfer (gate).

But Cyrus, who moved to the entrance of the labyrinth (dungeon) and tried to escape from the scene, also had a "missing assumption” part.

"- That's - stupid!?

Cyrus must have doubted his eyes.

The magical arrow I unleashed drew an orbit that I didn't think was an arrow and flew completely “turn right” towards my rear labyrinth (dungeon) entrance.

And beyond that - there's what he looks like.

The unleashed "Midnight” arrows were “Midnight” against the enemies that had shifted directly behind them.

"Ugh."

Cyrus, completely worn through the center of his chest, gives a distressed expression.

――――

When I saw him, he was desperately moving his mouth.

I think I'm trying to tell you something - but unfortunately that doesn't reach my ear, which is away.

Honestly, there's a lot I wanted to ask Cyrus.

Nevertheless, being targeted by Grace forced me to contextually fight. And they were coming with the intention of fighting in the first place.

But is it really good to knock it down - the blame (or shaku) boils down really.

At least until I got here, I wasn't assuming Clancy's messenger was after the demon's weapon.

I didn't expect Clancy's messenger to be hostile.

Cyrus' fate has already been exhausted.

I had to think about it as I scattered the rest of my HP and watched Cyrus slowly dissolve into the air.

What the hell is an apostle?

I didn't move my expression at all and kept looking at where Cyrus had left off.

"- Kay, are you okay?

You worried about me, Grace standing by my side calls me out.

"Oh...

Grace, you noticed better than that.

It was a plain way, but it was effective and helpful. "

Grace smiled nicely as she thanked me for blocking her ear.

"It's just -- hey, how many of us are creating an atmosphere?

Sylvia, who approached me while rubbing her arm, gets a scratch.

I smiled at Sylvia and hung a big recovery (elder heel) on her.

Sylvia smiles, too, to see if that finally cures the pain she got kicked in.

When I checked on Celestia and Roberto, I said to everyone.

"I haven't fulfilled my purpose yet.

- We're going to the back. "

Everyone who heard it nodded quietly.

The transfer gate is behind the altar.

There's a stone statue of Clancy on the back wall.

Similar to the labyrinth of the extinct mountains, there is a scale that just looks up.

"Well, last time it collapsed in one blow -"

Unfortunately, the demon bow I hold (Ishmel) doesn't have the right skills to break down the transfer gates.

There is also the rain of arrows (Arrow Rain) - but it didn't seem like the right skill to break the one in front of me.

I had no choice but to squeeze the Demon Bow (Ishmel) while imagining the Demon Bullet (Magic Ball)/Super Extra Large.

As I saw it, I could see the SP getting sucked off by the bow. The SP used by the Demon Bow (Ishmel) is variable for each shot. With great magic, even a single shot consumes a significant amount of SP.

And the moment I unleashed a magical arrow to penetrate the center of the metastasis gate, I accidentally fluttered underfoot, feeling like I was going to be taken consciously with that arrow.

The arrow flew straight and hit the transfer gate, but just sounded the roar and drilled a big hole there, nothing like breaking down the entire transfer gate.

On the other hand, when they took a lot of SP, I was completely out of SP. You can have a demon bow (Ishmel) in your hand, but you probably can't release a powerful blow anymore.

"- Kay, let's give up the bow."

Urged by Grace, I handed her the demon bow (Ishmel).

When Grace says something toward the demon bow (Ishmel), the demon bow (Ishmel) disappears to dissolve into the air.

"Fine, I'll do it later. Leave it to me."

Saying so, Sylvia advanced, whose earlier struggle was indigestion.

All of us fall back so we can be replaced and watch her.

- and Sylvia gathered her magic on Dawn Star's Wand (Staff of Rach) with a confident look.

The jewels at the tip of the wand begin to shine bright red and can be seen accumulating unusual attack power.

"- You suck!!

Seeing the jewel shine, I instructed Roberto and his men to speak up and retreat.

It may be stressful, but there is an atmosphere that seems to involve the surrounding area without interruption.

At the next moment, four large fireballs rolled out of her wand and jumped towards the wall.

Sylvia's scorching four-star (Blaze Nova) knocks down the wall's transfer gate spectacularly with a blast that is likely to blow everything up with the landing.

"Ahahahahahaha!!

Sylvia is - sounds like she's having a lot of fun.

We'll see how it goes as far away as we can, but I'm a little scared.

I leave the transfer gate to Sylvia and turn back to Celestia.

I didn't think the aftermath of the struggle remained, but I was concerned about her, who was consequently to point her sword at the Apostle.

"Ceres - I know it's complicated -"

You must have drawn my intentions to the voice I spoke to. Celestia smiled and shook her head beside her.

"No - not now.

It was the Apostle, not God, to whom I turned my sword.

And - and Kay -

I wonder if Kay is Clancy's messenger, too?

She must have come to that conclusion in her struggle with Cyrus with the demon (Bernardo) earlier.

But her casual remarks activated my constraint again. She doesn't know much about my constraints. I couldn't blame you for what turned out to be that way in that sense.

I distort my expression to a headache and begin to flutter on the spot.

Celestia, who noticed something strange, rushed to support my body.

I can no longer support my body, and I reach for the support that is close to me and try to get caught in something.

In the next moment, my right hand was grasping what a weak and/or happy feeling it was to support.

"Ah."

I was supposed to flutter, and I noticed what that feeling was, and I looked at it unexpectedly.

My brilliant right hand, which supported my husband, was caught in the chest of Celestia, who rushed to come near me, sliding down the armor (armor of the maiden) that had originally been open in her chest. My hand is grabbing it like it's hiding a completely exposed chest.

To a lesser extent, Celestia was stubbornly solidified.

And with a flash, I move my right hand with a spinal cord reflex somehow.

"- Kiki Kiki, you -!!

"Ma, wait! It was an accident!!

But she hasn't heard anything about my excuses.

The next moment, I took Celestia's brilliant right straight and collapsed on the spot.

"- It hurts!! You can beat the messenger!?

The word apostle gives me a headache, but now I have more pain in my beaten cheek than that.

Celestia opened her mouth with anger as she covered her chest with her arms and hid it.

"Hum!! Naturally beat up, such as a messenger packed with evil thoughts. I deserve my sword pointed at me!!

The apostle to defeat in the first place is really good over there, we need to look at the province. "

"Hih, it's cruel."

I'm laughing at Couscous as Grace and Roberto watch that interaction.

- It was well understood that the horn (and) and Celestia were not to be worried.

It's not what I was expecting, but let's just make sure of it.

I rubbed my swollen cheek and stroked my chest down.

After confirming the disappearance of the transfer gate, the five of us cross the gate and return to the capital (Salita).

After dissipating enough magic to show fatigue, Sylvia insisted on returning to the inn as it was, but she can't put the report behind her.

When we returned to Salita's barracks and told the gatekeeper that we were coming, we were shortly taken to the guest room.

Then a little later, the door of the guest room was knocked, and the leopard man (Lentz) appeared unchanged.

The leopard man (Lentz) looked over at everyone in the guest room and was honestly pleased that we had returned safely.

"Welcome home. Thank you for your safety."

But there's no dragon man there. I guess he hasn't come back yet?

When I asked, the leopard man (Lentz) nodded quietly.

"Dragon Man (Weiss) You are not back yet. The structure of the tower's labyrinth is more complex than the wilderness's labyrinth, so it may take longer to explore."

"Really...

Now, for the record, the transfer gate in the labyrinth of the wilderness was destroyed.

Now all we have to do is transfer the tower's labyrinth. "

The leopard man (Lentz) smiled a rare smile at this man for what I told him.

"That's that.

Should I just say that? Dragon Man (Weiss) When you get back, you need to prepare for the banquet again.

Well - you all must be tired. It's not like the Elquille Mansion, but the Dragon Man (Weiss) is not here, so we can afford a room in the barracks today. You can use the room one at a time, so if you like, rest your body here today. "

We took that thankful offer and waited for the Dragon Man (Weiss) to return while resting.

And that night...

Everyone is already asleep inside the barracks, except some soldiers around.

The soldiers are early in the morning. And because of the tight time management, there doesn't seem to be any beast men walking around at night.

In the darkness and silence, my figure was on the terrace of the dining room on the first floor of the barracks.

The dining room is just across the street from the guest room. I could hardly sleep, and I came out here thinking about cooling my head a little.

Sit on the edge of the terrace and think a little.

A slightly blown wind was shaking the grass flowers planted on the outside of the terrace.

In the dark, but just hearing the sound of the grasshoppers makes my mind feel somewhat washed.

When I saw the swinging grasshoppers, I remembered the first earth that descended into this world (Florence).

Since then - a long time has passed.

I must be adapting too well to this environment.

And gradually things that are important to me - I'm losing instant answers to which is more of the original world.

- Well, I noticed that I heard footsteps, and I looked back at you.

There's Grace walking into the dining room.

Did she put her hair down and fall asleep? I don't usually see it, it was wrapped around loose clothes.

"- Can't you sleep?

Grace is quiet, but with a voice that goes by, she asks me.

And then, smiling a little bit, he sat down next to me.

"No -.

I've been thinking a little bit about the future. "

When I said that, Grace said, "Really?" in a small voice, whether she was interested in what I said.

When I remain silent, Grace will also remain silent, and we will only share quiet time as we sit side by side in the dark.

After a few moments had passed when each other remained silent, Grace breathed in loudly at first, then opened her mouth.

- Kay, there's something I have to tell you.

Grace says that with a smile.

But in my eyes - her grin seemed to contain an atmosphere of loneliness somewhere.

Maybe she's trying to tell me exactly what she hasn't dared to tell me before.

If you say you don't want to hear that, you're totally lying.

But if telling it would be a burden for her - that's when I thought.

"I can't - you don't have to talk to me"

Once again Grace smiled gently as I told her half to reject me.

"No - I want you to listen to me."

When I said that and then exhaled one thing, she looked up at the dark sky and went on to open her mouth.

"- This is a story I know about a“ selfish demon "-"

Grace seems to be here ready.

I honestly draw on her intentions and quietly wait for the next word.

And - on a quiet night, her clear voice continued.