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

Cyril, Gene, Maria, Linus - the brave party that finally became four, still continued its journey.

The brave remain depressed as ever, with few words.

I should have been pulled by that and the whole party was getting bad air, but thanks. Things seem different this time.

Gene was in a good mood.

Maria also seems to be exalted, and when Linus talks, she answers her rap more than usual.

Walking faster than usual, too.

It's a journey for the Demon King crusade, I guess you should be welcome if you two are back on track.

Linus, however, was observing with a slightly slower pace of walking and a look that contemplated the three backwards.

And feel it.

Take them - especially around Maria, “dangerous” when it's thin ice.

Didn't you break your misery on your own and blow it off in the wrong direction?

That's when Maria turns to Linus on the pretend.

When she smiled, she approached him.

"What happened to your difficult face?

"Maria was in a good mood, so I was thinking about something."

"It's not a big reason. I'm just a little better than usual."

"Really? I hope so."

No, it's not.

Perhaps she's hiding something.

And you won't tell Linus that in your own mouth.

Because they don't think it's worth using?

Because you're not trusted?

Or - I don't want to get involved, is that because you think so?

Until a little while ago, if I had seen Maria smile, I would have blown Linus' troubles away easily.

Now, every time I see that look on her face, my anxiety is swelling.

- The truth is, maybe we should take him away by force, and make him quit his journey.

And somewhere far away, you two live together.

No, even to Linus. I know that's impossible.

Maria would refuse with all her might.

But even so, is what she believes is "right” really the right thing to do?

"... why, Mr. Linus?"

For a moment, Maria's expression clouds.

"Hmm?"

"No, it's nothing. Let's go, Mr. Linus."

Soon the shadow disappeared and she shook Linus's hand to deceive.

And they walk side by side.

In the meantime, remain aware that there is desperately huge, invisible isolation.

◇ ◇ ◇

As we progress through the territory of the Demonic Nation, as an example, the Zeion of the Three Demons will strike to thwart us.

About the last few times, Cyril and the others had been repelled by one Zion and had repeatedly withdrawn.

He's getting tired of it, too, and he comes at it with the least amount of force.

"I don't have a fever for you. That's about enough - flare metheolite!

The hand of Zeion kneeling toward heaven.

On top of that, a giant fireball is created.

But I don't even use Illegal Formula, an extrajudicial spell that overconsumes magic and increases magical power.

Obviously a magical exercise out of hand, but the brave party was so weakened that it couldn't even break through.

Linus, who was the only decent fighter, pulls a bow more than outside the range of Zeion.

Pashhh!

Three arrows to be released.

They scattered before hitting Zeion, each attacking him from a different direction.

He's the only one who hasn't lost his heat, but he can't reach me.

He unleashed flare meteorites toward the three men on earth, and he wrapped a flame around his own body, as he had always done.

That's just it, Linus' unleashed arrow burns out.

Never a sweet attack.

Originally, even Gadio's sword is so powerful that it's hard to shoot it off.

The Zeon flame is abnormal, which easily burns it.

But Linus doesn't loosen his hands.

Pull the three arrows again - now bundle and release.

Shh! Shh!

Clearly different than earlier, the sound of cutting the sky.

Zeion glances at it,

"Sora!

An arrow that bound the flame in the same way - spraying a firearrow.

Shortly afterwards, Gene on the ground unleashed a magic upon him.

"Blueflame"

"Turn to me. You think it's fire attribute magic? Tochi, are you crazy?

A loosely blue fireball flies toward Zion as if it were a human soul.

It was such a weak flame that I didn't dare feel the need to deal with it.

Pah!

Fire arrows and linus arrows collide and can be played.

Then this time, every fragment of the shattered and scattered arrow dwelt the magic of the wind, tracking Zeion.

"The Teller Messenger will follow you till you die."

Linus is also a magical user of wind attributes, just as Gadio uses the magic of local attributes.

His unleashed arrows track the first defined target on the wind until all fragments are erased without a trace.

Zeion swirls at high speeds in the air and tries to shake it off.

But even if the distance is away, the tracking won't stop.

Even destroying the arrows with flaming magic was just even more fragmented and more numerous.

Gene's blueflame similarly turns him around at a loose rate.

"Shh, shh!

When he attracts them all,

"Blaze Sphere Ahhh!"

Cover your own surroundings with ultra-high temperature spheres and burn everything down.

Linus' arrow was thereby instantly ashed and disappeared - but there is no change in Gene's blueflame.

Even in the blaze sphere, the blue fireballs keep tracking at the same pace.

When Zeion struck his tongue, he approached it himself and tried to squeeze it with his hand.

If that was just a flame, it should have gone away without a problem.

But - I wonder if the blue flame has wrapped around Zion's arm, rapidly snatching his body temperature.

"Become...! It's a flame, huh? Your arms don't move, then this is ice - no, then you're supposed to disappear in the blaze sphere!?

Jean on the ground laughs at the bewildered Zeion.

"Blueflame is a flame, and so is ice. The monkeys, other than me, who are retarded, won't know, but heh, haha, I've finally reached this realm! Sora, let's go next, Medusa Wind!

Gene puts his hands together.

But the scenery is no different, the magic doesn't seem to have activated anything.

At that time, a breeze caught Zion's face.

Chilli...... and I feel like something hit my cheek and he touches it there.

Then, the stone was attached.

He tried to pay for it at his fingertips, but he was stuck and couldn't take it well.

Plus when I pinch it with my fingers, they even pull it to the skin of my face together.

"No way...... Huh!?

Yes, the stone didn't stick.

My skin was petrified.

Zeion moves off the scene at a high speed.

There, Linus' unleashed arrow flew in as if he had been reading, and zash, pierced his right shoulder.

"Damn......! Goddamn it, you're using strange magic! Promethe -"

Zeion stops playing tricks and tries to activate massive magic.

But Maria's magic blocked it.

"Seiklidlance!"

A spear of light is created beside her, flying in a straight line towards Zeion.

He tilted his body and tried to dodge it, but it pierces his right arm.

And ju - and cooked the meat.

"Ha! Gosh, but... not yet!

His will to fight has not shriveled.

Behind my chest, it keeps burning endlessly.

But Maria's magic couldn't have stopped to the point where she pierced her arm and roasted the meat.

"Spiral"

She shrugged as she grinned at her mouth.

Then the spear of light starts spinning at high speeds, and Zeion's arm twists.

"Hey, what... turn around... gibberish, gibberish, gibberish... haaah!

GUYYYYY - A mixer of light involves meat, threads muscles, and crushes bones.

Zeion's arm shuddered gawdly regardless of his will, and as he continued to destroy it further, he eventually pulled it apart as he spun his arm.

"Ha... ah, gu... meh... yeah...!

Still, be strong and dignified.

You can't let them get to Seatum, staring at Marias with all their heart.

But Gene and Maria are about to unleash their next magic, and Linus pulls the bow.

Only Cyril stands with a dark look while holding his sword, but it's already enough to kill Zion.

Seatum's crying face floats.

Only dying - that's all, we have to avoid.

He fell to the ground, and when he took a thousand severed arms, he turned his back and withdrew.

"Element burst!

"Judgment Storm!"

Whoa, whoa!

Towards such a Zion, Gene and Maria relentlessly unleash magic.

It's also the most powerful thing you can have.

Element bursts are magic that bind four attributes and destroy every object that exists on a straight line, specializing only in power.

Because of the mixing of four attributes, or because what is emitted is a white flash, it doesn't even look like light attribute magic.

Whether the fire is prevented or the other three attributes, even if the water is prevented, the other three attributes cause damage to the subject, resulting in death equally regardless of equipment and resistance.

Judgment Storm is an applied magic of "Judgment” that originally simply emits a giant sword of light towards the target.

Fast rotation of the sword generates a shock wave that involves the surrounding area, purifying and burning out a wider range of enemies.

When Zeion turned around slightly, he dodged the Judgment Storm first.

Completely inevitable, the flesh on my shoulder was twisted, but my right arm is worn out from the start anyway, nothing wrong with it.

Then he put his left arm around him, poured in all the magic he could hold, and bumped into an element burst.

You can see how powerful it is, it can't be undone like the magic it has been.

So, flush it, change the orbit.

"Gu...... sooooooooooooo!

His full strength - by pouring everything in, the light finally turns and flies far away.

It does not attenuate its power when it reaches the sky, and when it comes into contact with clouds, it blows them all away, turning cloudy skies into clear weather at once.

Zeion returned to the Castle of the Demon King, marching with remorse in his face as he was wary of its power.

◇ ◇ ◇

Upon returning to the castle, Tsaion immediately entered his room.

And he immediately falls to the floor.

I burned the wound and stopped the bleeding, I walked here, but there shouldn't be any traces left.

And then there's someone who can use healing magic.

"I won't cure you before I worry about Seatum...... eh, hey. Exactly, ha... heh, I can't look like this...!

The question is, how do you call people?

Zion withstands the pain while lying on the floor, shoulders up and down.

And he exhaled, "Huh," and where he woke up,

"Brother, are you back?

The person I missed the most came to visit my room.

"Are you serious..."

Zeion falls again.

I only hoped for a moment that I could remain silent and mislead, but I know I can't.

Because he and Seatum are so patchy that they don't complain about going in and out of the room on their own.

"I heard voices, they're here, aren't they? I'll be in."

Saying that a little angrily, Seatum opens the door without waiting for a reply.

And when I saw Zeon falling in, I said, "Hih!?" He raised his voice.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? That injury! No way, the braves did it......!

"... that's what happened. Cuckold, no."

"Become, could you have just shut up, for that reason!? Isn't that right now, I know as much as your brother is not cool!

"That shocks me..."

It was a heartbroken Zeion, but the wounds of the flesh were quickly healed by Sheetum's healing magic.

Thousands of severed arms will also be repaired quickly thanks to the fact that they have been picked up and will move back to normal.

Sun and Darkness - Seatum's rare attributes allowed him to handle the magic of light and darkness.

Especially since she was good at restorative magic, and Zeon often made fun of her for not being “demon-king”.

"Thanks."

At the end of the treatment, Zeion thanked Sheetum as he looked into his eyes.

When we're alone, we're honest, unlike when we have people around us.

"I prefer to be hidden. When this happens, rely on it properly."

"I'm about the age I want to get caught up in."

"It's a good year, so please graduate already. And then you put your collar up."

"You can't do that, this is my..."

"Soul, right? Because I know you don't have to tell me. Totally... if it wasn't for that, I'd think it would be cool to let go of my brother..."

Seatum swelled his cheeks, bumping and stupidity.

Inside, that's it, and I don't like it when you're about to get hot from other demons - but of course I'll keep that quiet.

"Still, what happened to being able to do this far?

When she stood up, she sat down on the bed of Bhuffa Zeon.

"I don't know, all of a sudden I've never even seen a wizard jerk. The power and the heat were out of step."

He also rises off the floor and sits next to Seatum.

"I can't believe I'm suddenly strong. Because of this, the number of people was decreasing, and I could have ended it like this..."

"Using it while deceiving the gatherers, the party will soon collapse - Seatum's vision was hit, but it wasn't so sweet."

Zeion said as he stroked the depressing demon king's head pounding.

Seatum leans on him like that.

I want to avoid fighting humans whenever I can.

In particular, Sheetum, whose thoughts were strong under the influence of his mother, relinquished most resistance by believing in a person's goodwill.

Before the brave men invade, the demons living near it evacuate to the north, minimizing the damage.

Basically, the Demons don't like warmth and strife.

Thus most of the inhabitants accepted the orders of the Demon King, but of course there were some who disagreed.

I'm committing acts of sabotage in the kingdom in the form of fulfilling those requests - the truth is, she didn't even want to do that.

"Steady, just training, sometimes the magical power grows all of a sudden?

"Maybe... they, too, have the power of Origin"

"Is that likely, after all? Rotating, connecting, growing - I've been using magic around it. Hey, Seattle, are you sure the seal isn't loose?

Seatum shakes his head vertically.

"As my brother knows, the drawings are usually kept in a place where only the Demon King can touch them from the time Origin was sealed. I'm always on when Deaza helps me, right? So there's nothing unusual about it, it's supposed to be."

"It must have been about fifty years before the kingdoms went crazy."

"Yes, it's your mother's time. Until then, we had a good relationship."

"I don't think that guy's gonna make a mistake... what's going on"

The predecessor Demon King - or Sheetum's mother - lost her life to illness after the Man Demon War.

As a demon, it is a death too soon.

At that time, it was Sheetum and Deeza who took care of her.

After speaking to his daughter, he held Diza's hand and died in a small, plundering voice, 'Diza, you…' entrusting him to sleep about his daughter.

After that, Sheetum, who was still young but lost his flesh parents, took over the role of Demon King, and for about thirty years, supported by Diesa, Zeion, and Negas, he continued to manage the seal as a witch - but in the end, he did not know where man was acquiring the power of the Origin, and he acted.

We are also thinking of the possibility of another origins being present, and we are sending Neiggas to the investigation, but so far no eye-catching information has been obtained.

"If the brave man reaches this castle like this, the seal will be unsealed"

"After all, don't you have to kill me?

"But then, it's the kettle that Origin thinks! Even if we repel the brave, further hatred will poke and move the humans, while the conflict deepens. So the truth is, I didn't even want to destroy the town!

Seatum roughs up his voice.

"Sorry, it was shallow"

Zeion said at first sight, leaning down.

"No... I was the one who wasn't being emotional. Because I'm sweet, my brother is hurt like he is today..."

That's what she says, leaning even further against him, sticking her body together.

Every time you feel the weight, Zeion is strongly determined.

No matter what happens, you must protect her.

"What can I do to stop them..."

"I'm supporting those guys, aren't we going to have to stop the church and the kingdom itself?

But they won't listen to us anymore.

Whatever it was fifty years before the beginning of the anomaly, as of thirty years before the wars of the demons of man, humans had already come to think of the demons as evil.

In other words, at the time Sheetum took over Demon King status, everything was already too late.

"I sent you a secret document and you have no response. Of course, an offer of a meeting with the king or something could not be accepted. All the nobles who once had pipes with the Demons were either disempowered or executed for their unwarranted sins."

"Is it difficult for us alone to let down the authority of the church or kingdom? No one can draw you on my side. Hey?

"The humans today have been taught from a very young age that the Demons are the bad ones."

"So, look, what about the guys who disappeared from the brave party or something?

"Uh, Gadio, Eterna... and then Fram, was it"

Seatum has never actually seen his face.

Their only information is what they heard from Zeion and Negas.

"It might be worth talking about. Sure, Negas must have encountered it before, right?

"Yeah. But he hasn't been back lately, has he?"

"The investigation must be difficult to navigate. Let's hear it when she gets back, it might be worth a try"

"Right."

When the story comes to a paragraph, the two of them shut up.

I do not regard silence as a pain.

The flowing air is warm and gentle.

Just feel each other's body temperature, that's enough.

Please, may this time go on forever, and Zeion and Seatum wished in their hearts.

◇ ◇ ◇

A row of brave men returned to a transfer room beneath the Royal Castle due to Cyril's return.

Without worrying about Cyril, who looks more confused than sinking - Gene leaves the room in a good mood.

Seeing his hindsight, Maria had a satisfying look on her face for some reason.

"Hey, Maria..."

Linus spoke up, but before that, she leaves the room behind.

I've never been ignored before.

He stands on the spot with a troubled look on his face.

"Mr. Linus. Those two...... I wonder if something happened"

"Wow. I'm pretty sure things haven't been right for a while."

I'm not helping, am I?

"Don't get sick, you just need to get back on track one by one. We all know Cyril needs to travel."

"... yeah"

Linus' encouragement was vain, too, and Cyril went outside with a dark expression.

She then heads to the balcony of the castle to get some air outside.

When you become a brave man, you are surrounded by people just walking outside, making a fuss.

It was easy to get close, especially around Cyril, Maria and Linus, who were often called out and didn't even have the freedom to take a walk outside to change their mood.

Such a backlog of circumstances will hunt her down even further.

With a melancholy look, Cyril overlooks the people of Castle Town.

At the end of that gaze was a sweet shop, which I visited one day.

When I meditate on my eyes, I am vividly reminded of the scene at that time.

"Mm-hmm! The cream, the sponge inside and the fruit are all delicious, that's the king's capital!

'Yeah, yum. It's delicious.

That being said, Cyril flattens the cake when it's full.

'Hehe, if you eat so fast, it'll be gone soon, won't it?

"Second, because I eat. What about Flam?

"Then I too...... second, let's go"

From there the flam also sped up and quickly the cake on the plate disappeared.

And when I call the clerk, now we exchange each other's menus to order.

"Good."

Shortly after the clerk left, Flam said as he looked at Cyril.

"What?

"My hero chose me, and I was so anxious. In fact, he's just amazing, and I'm totally useless. So...... I'm sure if it weren't for me, Cyril, I'd be running away for so long '

"Flam......"

"It's good to see you, Cyril. I mean, thanks for staying at the party. '

That's what Flam said as he scuffed.

She feels saved by herself on her own.

But the opposite is true.

The anxiety and pressure is what Cyril was feeling more than Flam.

Without Flam - well, Cyril would have been crushed.

So the truth is, I should have told her about it then.

But I couldn't tell you.

The words were stuck in my throat and I couldn't figure out what to say.

Cyril has never cursed herself as badly as she did then.

And the next thing I remember is what happened some time later.

'Also, one man was hurt because of you. How are you going to take responsibility?

"Oh, I'm sorry......"

Sitting on the ground, a pathetically atrophied figure of flam.

That, Cyril looked down beside Gene.

'You don't understand how garbage you are! You think you can apologize!?

"Agu..."

Grabbed by his chest, Flam gives a bitter voice.

Gene blamed her only when it was decided and there were no other humans.

In other words, Cyril is the only person Flam can ask for help on this occasion.

It is only natural for her gaze to turn toward herself.

So - Oh, I'm sure Gene understood that, too.

Everything is planned harmony, it has been decided to be so... but Cyril is not allowed.

'This guy is useless. My legs are tied. Look, Cyril thinks so too, right?

Gene asks.

I was even blown into Flam's bad mouth.

I was whispered for hours and days about how talented I am and how useless she is.

So that's when Cyril... snorted, and it was gone.

I didn't say "yeah” because at least I escaped my responsibility.

To make you say you're not bad, scumbag behavior.

And in the end - Flam was cornered because of it.

Never come back.

That time I was happy, and the important people who supported my heart.

It doesn't exist anywhere anymore.

"Mr. Cyril."

A heart that sinks everywhere.

Such a gentle voice called her.

"Maria......"

When Cyril looked back, Maria stood there.

She seems to be the only one floating from the scenery, for some reason, even though she has the usual grin full of virgin charity.

It was a strange feeling.

Maria took her hand as she approached Cyril.

And gripped was black - a crystal lens with something swirling inside.

"What, this"

"Core." That's what we call it.

"Core......"

Looking at the inner spiral, my consciousness was about to suck in.

I have chills.

This is not a good thing, instinct complains.

"Mr. Gene and I were able to use this to gain stronger power."

Cyril was recently shown his power in front of him.

With that power... if I could contribute at all to the party... out of the mud, I might even get out.

But...

"Mr. Cyril doesn't seem to be feeling well either, so use it if you like"

"Really, something that's okay to use?

"Yeah, it's the fruit of Church research, so trust me"

It's not like you don't trust Maria's smile.

Upon receiving his core, Cyril thanked him and put it in a bag on his shoulder.

That really seems to have been all the errands, and Maria went back inside the castle as soon as she replied "You're welcome".

◇ ◇ ◇

As Maria walks in the castle, a blonde approached, wrapped in white.

She stood in front of Maria and hoisted the corner of her mouth as she lifted her glasses hard.

"How was the end, Virgin?"

"Mr. Echidna... Yes, Mr. Cyril received the core as planned"

"That was good. Wow. Because of the research results, if you don't accept them, it's a loss to make them. Ah, heh."

Echidna is the name of a glossy woman, characterised by a crybaby.

The status within the Church is on par with that of Mother - that is, the head of a certain study.

"Oh yeah, how about the Virgin's core? Have you developed any symptoms?

"Yeah, so far. When it comes to the use of the core," Kimyra ”is the most advanced, so I'm not worried about it."

"Hmph, that's good. You can't lose to Childrens or Necromancy. But I wasn't anxious if something happened to the Virgin, was I?

"Thank you for your concern. Then I have business to attend to."

"Oh, I'm sorry I pulled you off. Wow. See you later."

The woman sticks a fragrant grin on her face and leaves into the back of the hallway.

Maria, alone, focused her consciousness on the voice that echoed directly into her head.

"Not terrible"

"Aftermath"

"I don't need it anymore."

"Anxious."

"As soon as possible, revive."

Receive.

Numerous voices.

"I know, Master Origin."

The Virgin smiles.

"Unite"

"Let's Connect"

"No, kill him."

"Disappearing the will of the stars is a priority"

"What about the possibility that the next one will be born"

'Should be connected'

"No, kill, kill, kill."

The voice pouring into my head became louder by taking in the core.

Now is the time to crack opinions, but we usually have more unified opinions.

That and this, it's all - it's Flam's fault.

"Whatever it is, we must first send Mr. Kirill to the castle"

It's not all too late for that.

To unseal the Origin and achieve Maria's purpose...

"To wipe out all the life that exists in this world"

She goes outside the castle with a bump and a grunt.

"Hate, hate, hate the Demons. So we have to destroy it."

Good thing nobody's here, exposing their nature.

"Hate, hate -"

Noise intersects.

Slightly floating, man's...... that guy's (...) smile.

Shake your head, erase it.

Forget about it, that noise just gets in the way.

"Humans, hate. So we have to destroy it."

Shit, she bit her thumb.

Blood runs out.

Lick it, swallow the iron flavor.

I won't forget.

Hatred is engraved in the chest.

Being her own existential value, she wears the skin of the Virgin and keeps moving just to fulfill it.

Accept betrayal, compromise, and all just to fulfill it (...).

There is no stray.

Untrained in this world, etc. - Because there is (should be) nothing.