Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

Flam waves down at the mercy of his soul eater.

Von - Baggy!

He also retreated and avoided the slaughter carried out against Dayne's neck.

An empty iron mass smashes a wooden floor.

I took it off now, but there's a wall on Dayne's back, no more after.

Like fighting back, this distance is not suitable for crossbows.

If you don't abandon the main weapon at hand and rely on the dagger you lowered to your hips, you won't have room to fight back.

This is the todome - dare to abandon the wobbles created by suspicion, and Flam steps boldly and bravely in.

Dayne rests the buckler diagonally and bends his fingers.

As the wound string stretched, the wire was ejected with momentum.

When the pointed metal mass of the tip hits the wall - Kashan, the impact causes the flowers to bloom and deform into an open hook.

Dayne then exerts his magic on the mechanism planted behind the shield, wrapping the wire around it at high speeds and moving it to the point of ejection as if flying through the sky.

The soul-eating blade that was supposed to cut off his body cuts the sky.

Flam looking right back.

Dayne, sticking to the wall, pulls the trigger and releases the bolt on her face.

"Just one shot -!"

Shoot it down.

Decide yes to your heart and set up your sword.

"It's sweet, Spreado!

That's a magically activated signal.

Boovo!

When I wonder if the bolt has burned in the air, it bursts and splits.

It became a myriad of fireballs, which, in unison, arrived in Flam.

I can't outdo it with a sword, that's what I decided. She flew to the side and landed while rolling.

There Dayne keeps shooting arrows.

"Spread, spread, spread wow! Ha ha, I don't know if it's a curse or not, but you think slavery can beat me in the first place without a hero!

Running desperately, the flam escapes the pouring rain of fire.

Some of them plundered their shoulders, tore their clothes and blood seeped.

The wound heals quickly but my face is distorted by the pain.

The floor is also burnt and the smell of burning is drifting into the church.

But there, the hand of the attack loosened slightly - she won't miss it there.

"Whoa!

The knight swordsmanship (Cavaliers) that waves and releases a sword from an unstable posture is the Chi Sword Slash "Plana Shaker".

A sharp sword chi flies straight for Dain.

He also moved his fingers and, pulling a different thread than earlier, the hook closed with the sound of a chip and unfixed it.

"So what's up?!

In pursuit of a landing point that freely falls on the floor, Flam releases an additional chi sword slayer (plana shaker).

"Kuha, you're an amateur at reading! Ixflot!"

Once again, Dayne's fire attribute magic - the air at his feet explodes, his body dancing flutter into the universe.

Baggy!

Regardless, Flam's attack, which was aimed at landing, did not hit him, only smashing the wall.

Dayne ejects a wire into the next location in a floating state without going down to the ground.

winding and shooting crossbows indiscriminately as they travel at high speeds through the air.

Spread again - Flam shielding soul eaters in anticipation of that.

"An idiot! The burst is next!

Bolts do not diffuse (...).

It contained such magic that it exploded the moment it collided with an obstacle.

Chip - such a slight ringtone.

Flam's spine freezes.

Dayne is obnoxious.

At the next moment, the bolt bursts in response to the impact - it should have been.

But things don't go the way they think.

Powered by the arms of the flam, magic is transmitted and guided.

The magic trigger...

"Riversalu!"

- I made it in critical time.

Buowo!

The bolt with the burst is reflected and now flies towards Dayne in an attempt to embody karma.

I've already seen the reflex once.

I guess he had weaved it in too from the start, unhooked without hesitation and landed on the ground.

Doo-hoon!

Delaying a comma for one second, the landing point begins to flourish.

Its power is such that the walls are completely destroyed and holes are drilled.

"Ooh, unexpectedly. I was using it earlier. Come on, is that magic? A rare attribute."

Flam completely ignores Dayne, who is accustomed to talking.

And silently, he scanned himself, and his gear, for confirmation of his power.

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Dayne Finearth

Attribute: Fire

Muscle strength: 561

Magic: 212

Health: 409

Agility: 854

Sense: 633

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Total 2669 - Strength is about the bottom of the B rank.

As per the Lower Horse Review, I don't think the winner has the strength to deserve A-rank.

Still, with the support of his men, he was able to get up to this point.

But anyway, things are different today.

Its strength is pushed up by something (...).

Probably - it's the effect of the gear that fits you together.

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Uncomfortable Leather Armor

Quality: Legend

[This Gear Increases Your Magic Power by 442]

[This gear increases your agility by 301]

[This gear protects you from poison]

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Smart Iron Buckler

Quality: Legend

[This Gear Increases Your Magic Power by 375]

[This gear increases your agility by 299]

[This gear increases your senses by 108]

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Auto Crossbow

Quality: Uncommon

[This Gear increases your Magic Power by 12]

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Ambitious Iron Dagger

Quality: Legend

[This gear increases your muscle strength by 241]

[This Gear increases your Magic Power by 224]

[This Gear increases your Health by 301]

[This gear takes away the opponent's magic]

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Status increase value due to equipment, total 2303.

Combined with the original figures, it improves to 4972 and what should be called the top B-rank.

In particular, the magic power, which was supposed to be low, has increased by more than 1000.

Is that why you're so angry with the magic?

Exactly. Crossbow prioritizes the performance of the weapon itself. Rarity is low - it's not a substitute for the degree of adventurer in the West Side being aligned.

“Curse” gear comes out cheap (or not in the first place) because it is repelled by adventurers, but legend gear shouldn't either.

"You're not even using a scan? Seeing it doesn't mean the difference in strength will change."

"That gear... is it really yours?

"Of course, my sweet friends have contributed to me, honestly, my belongings. If I say so, what's a bond with your people?

"The guy who sold off the bond and sold his soul to the church says it."

Dayne laughs with her nose, "Ha", pointing out Flam.

"Hey, you seem to want to make me a bad guy, but think about it. My life and my bond with my people. I'll take which one. Isn't that sweet? Why don't you and I take a look at reality and answer that? No way, good boy, Fram. Lady doesn't say bond or anything!?

"I guess I'd choose bonding if I were to sacrifice dozens of people, I would"

With Milkit's smile on his mind, Fram affirmed so.

I'm not lost.

If my life ever hurt her, Flam now would stick a blade to her chest without hesitation.

"Ahhh! Fuck you. Fuck you. Seriously!

That's - I'm sure it's because I'm serious, it's extra on my nose.

He said in a laughing-minded voice, waving his hand.

"I knew I didn't know anything. Hey kid, you are. Haha, why the hell am I dealing with this guy too......!

But when I heard it, it seemed to Fram that his words were pierced by nothing else but himself.

Instead of saying I gave the church a hand by wanting it myself - I had no choice but to do so, lamenting such a sense of powerlessness, a taunt similar to Flam in a way.

A revolving act of self-harm, a tear of lies shed by a child I want you to understand, self-manifestation similar to them.

It doesn't matter how sympathetic the history of being able to cross swords here was.

Fram only thinks about killing Dayne, even.

"Imagine, what you've built up over the years. Come on, scenes where you're all smashed by just an 8-year-old kid! Hey, you're laughing, right? You make me laugh!?

But he didn't stop talking to himself.

Anyway, I guess I couldn't help but talk.

"But I've been shown off, I am! An overwhelming force. Come on!

In Dayne's head, the glory of the past plays like a running lantern.

But they are all, now, of the past.

Now he was a servant of the church who was obeyed by a boy of only 8 years old and who had uttered 'I'll swallow you sooner or later'. Run with it. Dog.

Pride was no longer a mess.

You want me to feel sorry for you?

Fram said mercifully, as he chased him there.

For the first time, the room disappears from Dayne's expression and distorts into anger.

With blood vessels on his temples, his face turning bright red...

"Ha... Ha, ha... I don't want that. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- He barked.

Even Flam knows it.

What Dayne wanted to talk about, even if she knew it was the enemy that existed in front of her, she wanted to spit it out because of her femininity.

Because I wanted everyone to understand this irrationality, just one person, not sympathy - empathy (...).

I guess there is such sweetness somewhere in the world that a flam who has been slapped into the irrationality of the world and fallen from hero to slave might understand.

"What's Spiral Childrens, What's Church, What's Growth, What's Connection! I'm kidding, I'm kidding, I'm kidding, I'm kidding!

He freaks out.

There's nothing more.

I can't take it back anymore.

I cry when I can't stand the pain of that loss.

"I am the king of this West End! It's the charisma that crawled up from the ghetto, with these hands, with my head, and up to this point! You know what I mean? That's the kind of place where you can't kill a little girl.

From the hole I just opened with a burst, my eyeballs show themselves.

Earlier, the way the hole gets stuffed and kills there in the cucumber seems to have made the double eyed even grotesque, and the spine freezes just looking at it.

"What are you trying to say?

Flam checked the hole and asked.

Point your gaze at yet another wall.

There were eyeballs there that were visible only the first half, including black eyes, as if they had been embedded.

Turning around, he moves forward just a little bit.

Is that how - you've been penetrating the wall?

And the number is nowhere near one.

Both 10 and 100 Origin eyes monitor the flam from anywhere in all directions.

As it is, it is only a matter of time before the inside of the church is filled with eyeballs.

Could this exchange be a buy of time - Flam thinks for a moment?

But I immediately denied it when I saw Dayne's full expression of sadness.

Apparently, that and this are different stories.

"What? You don't even know that...... Ha, ha, ha!

Dayne's dry laugh bursts into the hall.

"Ha... ha, uh... ah"

But soon the voice lost power, and he dropped his shoulders and let his hands drip.

"... to me too... I don't know. Oh, oh, oh, I don't know about anything. What do you want? Lose the kid, beg for his life, abandon his people, be protected by the church, be guaranteed food and shelter, and live regularly. Oh, my God. That, uh, what is that? I don't know. Ah! I hated it the most, the last thing I ever wanted to get to! Oh, hey, my life ahead of me, dude! Pinch, hey, yeah, yeah!

Dayne's voice echoes.

He doesn't even know who he's talking to about it.

"Hahaha! hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

What you're asking is probably about the 20 or so adventurers who have attacked the flam.

Flam answers with a voice without discouragement.

"I mean stupid, it's a crime. You should have been tried sooner or later. And I did kill them, but I think they were dead from the start."

"Oh, really..."

Weak and twinkly.

There's no light in Dayne's eyes, and his expression looks like a half-opened corpse.

"... No, wait. What a strange way to put it, it was like being dead from the beginning. Look, you said I killed him, didn't you? Hey, you know what I mean? Ha, you, are you going to die here?

Pulling her lips together, looking as dead as ever, Dayne turns her crossbow to the flam.

That's the end of the road.

Even if you don't kill him, it's like he's already dead.

I went as far as I could get - a glimpse of a piece of paper, where Flam could have fallen into the same place if Gadio hadn't come to help.

Yeah, maybe we do have room for empathy.

But he doesn't understand.

Before I was in that frontier, there was an absolute inviolability barrier between me and Flam.

"Hey Dayne, I was just listening to you and I thought..."

"Ah?"

Now he doesn't pull the trigger.

Flam smiles at the emotion, or “expectation”.

"Don't try to sweeten me, it's disgusting"

The man freezes.

Not just an 8-year-old, but even a 16-year-old girl nursed him.

After being crushed every pride, even the slightest remaining cusp is trampled.

No longer - everything that makes up a human being named Dayne Finearth completely lost its value.

"I... sweet...? Ahh... ahh, no, no..."

I want to deny it.

But I can't deny it.

"Oh, no...? Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

The collapse of identity, at that moment.

Dayne shook her head and screamed as she rejected the unacceptable reality, this time pulling the trigger without hesitation.

There is no magic living there.

The flam was not kept slight and the bolt flew in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

"Kill!"

She still doesn't move.

Still doesn't hit it.

"Kill him!

I haven't hit it yet.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill. Duh!

Still - the aim, uncertain by the tremor of the hand, does not capture the flam.

With his left hand, he fixed his right hand pulling the trigger and now it's time to put a special blow between his eyebrows.

"Die. Whoa! Because you're... you're here, I'm... I'm...

There's no reason for that anger, it's just eight wins.

Flam gently shook the black blade with his right hand and slapped the arrow down, approaching Dayne.

He regained some sanity - "S, Spreadwo!" Release an arrow that hastily imparts magic.

The soul eater goes under his left hip, plana purified as he runs, filling his strength with it standing low.

Let them play the plana at any time while slashing it up - GOOOOOOOOOOOO! And, a storm rolled up the floorboard and hit Dayne as he destroyed his eyeballs.

Regardless, the spreading arrow of the “spread” that was approaching the flam also extinguishes the flame, losing momentum and falling to the floor.

"Gu......!

To Dayne, who shelters his face with his arms, Flam presses for more speed.

He swung up his sword and took a heavy blow.

Gaggin '!

Dayne takes it in crossbows.

But I can't stand the power, and it's bounced out of my hand.

Hard to recover - he cut himself loose, ejected the wire and tried to escape the scene.

Natsuma Flam works out the plana.

"Ha... ah...!

Flam's breathing is disturbing.

The upsurge in knight swordsmanship was surely depriving her of her strength.

Still, the more you squeeze it out, the less you can roll it out yet.

"I don't know if I'll let you get away with it!

Stick out a sword that feels heavier than usual, straight forward.

Butung - The released chi piercing spear (plana sting) cut Dayne's wire in the process of winding.

Loss of support, his body falls.

Offset the landing point with "Ixflot” - no, to that extent, it just feeds on soul eaters.

Dayne dared to fall on the spot and point his palm at the flam.

"Fireball!

A single stop by subordinate magic.

However, to the flam, which has corresponded to the speed of the bolt, the speed of the fireball is so slow that it appears to have stopped.

Drop your hips and pass without difficulty.

Then Dayne turns her back and runs out toward the church entrance.

I'm not trying to escape, the floor was already filled with eyeballs.

Even though Flam is being surrounded.

In Dayne-like clever hands - Flam still responds with knight swordsmanship (Cavaliers).

Grab the sword with both hands and spin one side on the spot without loosening the momentum to run.

Buo-wong!

A sword breeze winds indoors, and...

Oh, wow, wow!

A moment late, a violent storm winds up by Prana.

The eyeball that was about to surround the flam cracks like a water balloon, and cuts are carved into every part of the body, even on Dayne, who shelters the body with both hands.

Even after releasing the move, the flam does not slow down.

"Ha-ha-ha!

Finally, the black blade captures Dayne's body.

"You're not dead yet!

He recieves it in the buckler.

But he couldn't kill the shock, and Dayne's body flowed sideways.

Furthermore, the force of the flam's equipment freezes it, including the mechanism planted behind it.

"Fuck -"

Dayne does evil by accident.

Truth be told, that buckler was planted with a wire as well as a mechanism to eject poison needles.

It was meant to be a last resort because I could only use one shot, but I couldn't use it anymore because I froze it.

Flam can't rest his attacking hand against Dayne, who can be cornered.

"Ahhh!

In the next blow, the buckler is crushed and scattered with ice.

lost means of defense. Dayne keeps avoiding as he falls and rolls, but

"Ha-ha-ha!

Shoulders, feet, and cheeks are scratched by a series of temperamental flam attacks.

"Fire Boo Wo Oru!"

Dayne felt shitty, unleashed her magic.

No matter, there's no way that stuff hits the flam.

I was gently avoided just tilting my neck. It crashes into the ceiling and blows up.

And...

Doo-woo-hoo!

Inside the church, a loud explosion sounds.

"What!?

Reflectively upward, Flam saw countless debris falling.

When you fly backwards, sharp, pointed wood plunders the tip of your nose.

"Hihihi, you didn't think I was setting anything up!

An explosion that is clearly not the size of a fireball.

Probably even planted gunpowder on the bolt beforehand and planted it inside the church.

"Foreigners are bad!

"That's how I've lived, no matter how miserable I was!

That said, he now releases a fireball at the foot of the flam.

Landing, breaking - and reacting to it, the bomb triggers the fire attribute magic planted under the floor is activated.

Doddle, doddle, doddle, doddle!

"Gah!"

I tried to escape by flying, but my right leg got caught up and splashed.

Blowing body.

Ahead of being slapped, there were countless eyeballs in front of him that touched his own arm.

"Shit-"

A rough feeling as you slip into your left arm.

Hurry up and jump out, but it was too late.

Shiru, and a number of new arms grow and intertwine.

My left arm stops listening to my brain the way I think.

There, now the fireball flew straight for the flam.

Inevitable - then.

She protruded her own proliferating left arm forward and dared to take the magic.

Splashing flesh, severe pain running.

But - now the left arm returns to normal.

"Chi, you're a pigsty!

"Gu... only you, I don't want to be told!

Running flam again.

My left arm on the way to regeneration stings and hurts.

Dayne is also in a state of full-body scratches, traveling as she distance herself from her - seems to be trying to retrieve the bounced crossbow.

In an effort to stop it, Flam goes for the same place.

Leaps almost simultaneously - the hand I reached out to touched first was the one on the flam.

Grab the crossbow and throw it further away.

Hard to collect anymore.

Dayne had a rash and jumped on the flam.

"Yikes!?

"Hiha, look at the women in the killing place. Don't make such a noise!

Dayne covering the flam with a scab.

He seals his hands trying to push back by grabbing his wrist.

"Ha... ha... heh, how sweet. But you can say whatever you want...!

"I just pointed out the facts"

"Think about it, isn't it you? It's all gone crazy since you showed up. I mean, it's your fault. Yes, it must be...!

Flam has nothing to do with their hands on the church.

It is utterly wet.

But it was no longer a matter of reason for Dayne.

Anyway, if you deny yourself the flam all the other way back and kill it on top of it and commit it.

"Hihihi, look at this, the cute little eyeballs are getting closer, huh? Even if I don't kill him, he'll die like this...!

The flam is tight, but it is tightly grasped and unable to move.

"Ha..."

Sigh loudly.

I don't know if that seemed to mean giving up, but Dayne gave me a crazy grin.

"Riversal"

When Flam says that quietly, his expression changes.

Gogg, I wondered if there was such a dull sound that the tip (...) was flipping around from Dayne's wrist.

In other words, it was aimed at those who should not be.

"Damn...... ahhhhh!

Unexpectedly wakes up the body and screams Dayne.

When Flam gets out of his custody, he wields his sword aiming at his neck.

The flesh on his shoulder, which he tried to avoid on his back, was decided.

"Gee... Yikes... ahhh! You fucking amah...... shit ahhhhhhh!

But Dayne's movements don't slow down because he no longer even reaches the pain in his brain.

Strike your wrist to the ground and force it back to its original orientation.

The grip is fairly weak, but enough to pull out and grip the knife on his hips.

"Uhhhhhhh!"

Dayne approaching Flam with some beastly behavior.

It was a waiting flam, but I noticed the eyeballs approaching my feet and jumped away.

"Become, come here - I'm accelerating!?

"Guh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

Dayne steps into her nostalgia and sticks out her knife.

Guchu - the blade is buried in the abdomen.

The grip was twisted and the contents of the body stirred further.

"Or, hih...!

"Frumuuuuuuuuu!"

Obsession enough to remember fear.

A man who no longer has anything to lose is scratching his feet to throw away even humanity and "at least just flam” him.

Flam erased the soul eater and peeled him off with both hands.

At the same time, a silver blade filled with blood falls out.

But now Dayne doesn't stop to that extent, he jumps into the flam with another odd voice.

She kicks his belly in the back of her leg like that.

"Guru...!

Dayne suffers by suppressing her belly.

Flam grabbed his hair like that and slapped a knee kick into his face.

He pulls out his sword and jumps his neck where he's retreating.

But he returned to the front sooner than expected, approaching the flam before draining his soul eater, waving a knife.

My chest is slit to the side and my underwear is exposed.

The flam then receives the rolled out spike with the ulna of his left arm.

Galli - with that feeling, the meat on my arm was cut off.

An eyeball approaches my foot.

I can't afford to wait any longer for the settlement - Fram had such a hurry.

He wields his right fist and punches it into his defenseless Dayne's cheek.

Dogoo!

That must have been a clean hit.

If the other person was human, everyone had the power to grace and just retreat.

But Dayne, whose body and spirit have transcended their limits, is not frightened, as if he had not suffered any damage.

Staring at the flam, he reaches out with the knife in his hand.

Straight to the heart and run the murder blade.

"I got it, flaaaaaaaa!

That would have been the roar of victory if you had tried Dayne.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with him winning.

Dayne has better stats and combat experience.

Moreover, the surroundings are surrounded by eyeballs, traps are set, and the flam is in an overwhelming disadvantage.

So, so - I didn't imagine that (...) would happen, Dayne, of course, or Flam.

- A white sphere, rolling.

Communicating his shoulders, when he reaches his arms, he sinks a long time.

"... ah?

Dayne, with his eyes on his arm, stopped moving.

Why, to yourself (...).

I'm supposed to be on my side, and I'm supposed to only be after Flam.

"Idiot."

A dainty dain.

"Oh...... well"

Flam noticed.

The eyeball is the power of the Origin that dominates the ink.

But certainly, it was created from her.

When I thought about it, I had eyes that looked at me after I was mistaken with Dayne and the others a while ago.

Had Fram challenged them to battle there, they wouldn't have been safe by now.

I mean, they helped me.

I don't even have to think about anyone, she's the only one.

That's willingness.

Strong will to overwhelm even God.

A desperate resistance to God in ink, unconsciousness, trying to protect the flam -

"Stupid. Ahhh!

Growing, arms.

Werewolf, Dayne.

The command of the brain was dispersed and the knife, which was supposed to pierce the heart of the flam, does not move as it thinks.

His body was thrust away at the next moment, and he was bowling.

Flam raises his soul eater high.

Is it the limit of your health, or you can't put your strength in your arms.

The sword trembles just holding it.

So I put my strength into it.

Just like when you destroyed the Original Core, bind all the power you can have into one.

"Ahhhhhhhh!

The blade cut straight through Dayne's body.

But that one knife never broke his body, and on the contrary, he never even broke his bone.

Not so long ago, Flam didn't have the strength to wave his sword.

"Ah... ah...?

Then what the hell does the wound inflicted on Dayne mean?

That would be best understood by him himself who received it.

"Ya... meh, lol... up, up, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up!

Focusing on the wound, Dayne's skin, meat peels off the bone.

The bone protrudes, and even the bone is turned upside down, and the inside, which is supposed to be hidden, is exposed to the front.

"Kill me, at least, one more... no, no!

If you dare to name it, I will/Knight Swordsmanship "Cavaliers Expansion" - Anti-Chi Sword Slash "Plana Shaker Riversal".

It is literally a special swordsmanship that replaces the inside and outside of the flesh.

Regardless, Dayne was weak, so it could have been a special occasion.

"Whoa, whoa... whoa...!

Dayne also peeled off her neck and no longer had a voice from her mouth.

The changed-out vocal cords tremble, making noises.

"... suffer and die at best, Dayne"

Flam said so coldly a little further away that he turned his back on the dying Dayne and headed to the ink.

Dayne, left alone in the chapel, eventually turned completely upside down and was left with his guts and brain unplugged - but in itself, there was no damage.

The organs exposed to the outside air, including the heart, often continued to function, maintaining life activity and were not even allowed to die freely in unimaginable distress.