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

Underground where human and chemical bodies roll innumerably.

From the waste room in the back, there was a creepy groan.

The doors, walls and ceilings installed by heavy fighting have been torn apart, with debris scattered all over them.

In such a place, Fram and Nect were across the street.

Indeed, this time, it was Nekt who brought the information to Flam that Sheol had an institute.

But he's also a member of the church.

Flam pulls out his sword again with a body where he still can't take the battle fatigue, and sets it up.

Her shoulders go up and down larger, and her breathing is heartless or rough.

Nect looked at her like that and shrugged her shoulders.

"I'm telling you, I'm not gonna do it here."

"You're after my life, aren't you?

"It's not life, it's the power of that inversion. I don't know which one came out, but Origin wants it, that's why she wants to connect your sister."

"I hear a lot about connection connectivity, but I don't know exactly what it's about"

Flam stares at Nekt.

He put his hand on his chin and thought a little "hmm,"

"So this is one of the rewards, and I'm going to tell you a little bit about it."

"I have to pick up the mill kit that's at Mr. Dafiz's, and nothing, I..."

"I'm in a good mood right now, too, and I'll answer you as far as I can."

Nect blocked Flam's words, and when he did, he suggested that to his gaze from above.

"No, so pick me up..."

"Are you worried about Dafiz? Then it's okay, he can't be a murderer. Besides, now I think I can tell you about Origin..."

That was a fascinating word for Flam as well.

If you're saying it's a consideration for crushing Necromancy, like Sheol's place, there's a chance he'll give us information normally.

"But..."

Above all, I want to give priority to rendezvous with the mill kit I'm waiting for.

Her condition like that seems to have slightly damaged Nect's mood.

"Besides, if you break my mood, you're more scared that way, right?

The proposal turns into blackmail.

When this happened, Flam no longer had the right of veto.

"If you want me to go along with the story, then treat that noisy sword. Or don't be too vigilant. I just want to have a chat, you know."

If he cares, he should be able to kill as much of the worn out flam as he is now.

But at present, I can't feel the killing from the look on Nekt's face or the wrapped air.

While Flam remained vigilant, he once stored his weapon.

"It's honest and helpful. So where do we start?

"... connection, what do you mean"

From nervousness, Flam asks in a low voice.

"Meaning as it is. Connect.“ Cut. "And your sister will be part of the circuit, integrated with the Origin."

Flump is the only force that can destroy the Origin Core.

If it is Origin's aim to integrate her with it, the purpose is not life - its ability.

"Are you trying to take me in so I don't get destroyed by inversion?

"That's what's gonna happen"

"Then I wish I had connected when my status was 0..."

Or - was it also the reason you couldn't?

The Demon King's Crusade, whose participants were chosen by "Origin's Announcement”.

Fram has always wondered why he was chosen - I guess that was to connect her and capture her ability to invert.

But why was it necessary to go to the land of the devils for that matter?

"This is going to be another question, a trip to the Demon King crusade... maybe it was a big name to take me somewhere or something? For example, the location of the Origin's" main body "somewhere in the demonic realm."

"No Comments"

"Huh?"

"I have questions that I can answer and questions that I can't answer. That's not allowed by the Origins, so no comment"

Flam glanced at the nect again, but it had little effect.

But the truth is, can I assume that the inability to answer is an equal-affirmation?

In other words, in order for Origin to connect the flam - I guess she herself needed to go to Demon King's Castle.

Aside from the need for Cyril and other members, that's the only reason I can think of why I went out of my way to take her only to be a foot clump.

In other words, Nect's “connection” requires physical contact with Origin, and yet something like Origin's main body is sleeping in Demon King's Castle.

"But suppose I get to Origin..."

"Why are you taking the premise from earlier, I thought you said no comment"

"Because it's only hypothetical. So it's too risky to get there and“ connect ”directly? As much as I do that, I think you should just leave me alone as a country girl"

Even if Flam was useless at Stat 0, you don't know what kind of clap the curse gear will roll into your hand and the inversion will exert its power.

So in case anything destroys Origin, it's all ruined.

"Indeed, Origin is afraid of a possible existence that could kill him, called Fram Apricot"

"Then why did you bother bringing me closer?"

"Isn't that because... there's nothing you can do about your sister right now?

He smiled maliciously and said provocatively.

"I know you don't have to tell me, so tell me what the truth is"

When Flam calmly returned it, Nect said, "Yikes," and abandoned it boringly.

That's all that struggled with the Suzy opponent that Core just stayed with.

Assuming the body existed, I don't think I could beat it, and I also understand that the force of inversion to the extent that Suzy would undo it is still not enough.

"... yeah, yeah"

When he suddenly closed his eyes, he nodded several times.

You still say you're listening to Origin - and if you keep doing that a lot, I smiled and resumed the conversation.

"You can explain Origin there, because I told you that the future of connecting your sister won't change."

"It's why I don't feel good... let me hear it soon"

"Initially, when Origin recognized the existence of Flam Apricot, their unified will broke their opinion for the first time since birth due to fear of the“ possibility of death "that arose"

"I'm not sure because it's soggy..."

What does “unity will” mean, as the possibility of death is to be destroyed by the flipping of the flam?

"Well, listen."

Without explaining much, Nect moves on.

"They were divided into three opinions: murder, abandonment, and connection. But in the end, the opinions of the“ connectionists ", who were the greatest forces at that point, were adopted and the plan was worked out. When it comes to why it became a majority, because the attributes that were born in this world once risked being born again hundreds of years later. Just as Cyril Sweetica's attribute," The Brave, "did, once dead, they will again be exposed to the fear of“ inversion ”in hundreds of years"

"You mean a circle reincarnation or something?

"I don't know, I say the first brave man was a resilient man, and that wouldn't be anything like the brave man he is today, would it? It's not the rebirth of the soul, it's the power that recycles. You might as well call it resistance by the will of the stars."

Flam frowned.

Because there are words out there that I've never heard of again.

The will of the stars - is it a hostile being that you are resisting the Origins?

"Whatever it is, the crisis won't leave me once I repel it. Then you can take it in and learn how to deal with it before you know how to use it - and the Origins have come to that very reasonable conclusion."

But it's broken.

I hate to admit it, but thanks to Gene's selfish rampage.

Genius and I manage to call it a piece of paper, but that is exactly what it is.

"But something unexpected happened along the way, and Origin was even more confused."

"Come on, that could be part of the plan."

"Instead, weren't you so upset that you couldn't even pretend to be dead?

"Ma, it is undeniably an overreaction indeed. They have a lot of things to do."

As for Flam, I'd love to hear about the “colors," but I guess he'll say no comment again anyway.

"Oh, speaking of which, for once, the more you left, the smaller the impact your sister had on the dead."

"Well, it's still outside the lab"

With some dead just entering the lab, people near Eterna, Ink and Gadio may still be safe.

Paradise will soon be destroyed.

But if they could have spent a little longer to sort out their minds - thinking about that,

"That said, it looks like all the dead people who were already in Sheol were on the loose at the time I saw them."

Nect captured it that way, as he grinned at the flam.

Immediately afterwards, I look at her and I hang up the corner of her mouth.

Apparently, he was going to harass me.

Flam biting his teeth in remorse.

"Hahaha! It's easy to deal with an honest person. Hey, sister, how does it feel to be played by a kid much younger than you?

"... if we're done talking, can we go now?

"Go ahead, I'm satisfied. And then I'll let you do your job on your own."

Nect approaches Suzie's body lying down, bends her knees and sits down, hitting her palm.

"Oh, and later, I'm not going to (...) get my hands on you directly this time, either to your sister or someone I know, but I'll give you some advice. I think we'd better get out of here."

"About what?

Flam looked back, but there was no sign of Nekt there.

“Connected," they moved all of Susie's bodies somewhere.

"No, he said it was the last finish..."

I don't know why you carried Susie's body.

But apart from that, I associate one possibility with the word "get involved”.

As a church person, you should want to avoid information leaking outside about research using the same origin-core, albeit a hostile group.

For that matter - evidence obliteration.

To see from the mouthfeel of the nect, we should use a method that involves this entire facility.

"He said he survived and couldn't die in a place like this!

She made every effort to run up the stairs and straight to Dafiz's room.

◇ ◇ ◇

The dialogue between Dafiz and Milkit ended while following parallel lines.

The two stay in the room in silence and continue to wait, believing in each other's partner's victory.

"... what is it here, it stinks at the point of the air"

There Nect suddenly appeared.

- With Susie's body.

"Suzie!"

Dafiz leads to her body, which was thrown abusively on the floor.

"Yes, I'm sorry to hear that. Dafiz, your proud wife lost and turned out like this -"

Nect told me to incite him, looking down at him with cold eyes like that.

But the word hasn't arrived.

"I think the dirtier corpse's had an impact, but I wonder if your sister has shunned it. Oh, I'm disappointed."

"Oh, are you...?

Milkit looked at him with frightened eyes, shaking his hands.

Then Nect's sadistic blood makes a scene.

"Oh, what a bully looking bitch!

And I reached for her to connect even one of her arms - but I stuck there just before.

"Maybe, Fram, your sister's associate?

"Do you know your husband?!?

Milkit reacted to eat.

Hearing that, Nect drops his shoulder disappointingly.

"Uh... I told you I wouldn't get my hands on you, and I'd like to bully you, but it's not a good idea to break a promise."

"... bullying? Promise?"

"Never mind, I have business because I'm not your bandaged sister, I'm Dafiz"

Even so, there is untrained, staring at her often - sigh and finally give up.

And get close to Dafiz again.

Placing his hand on his shoulder embracing Susie's wreckage, he spoke with his face close.

"You know why I'm here, right?

"No matter how many Childrens you call a constituent... if you get your hands on the Necromancy facility, the position of the project itself will be jeopardized"

"Sure, they told me not to crush (...). But..."

Nect's face is distorted.

At a young age, the neat expression bends the thread, turns red and changes its shape to a swirl of meat.

"Oh, you... no way"

Milkit looked at it like that and shook his voice.

He finally realized that he was the one Flam was saying, one of the childrens, Nect Linkage.

"- I'm not told not to trample on the crushed"

Bullshit.

said Nect as he defiled the collar of his red shirt with spilled blood.

And he held his fist to pull off his shoulder,

"Connect"

Exercise power over Dafiz.

Then his body sank with gakun.

He's beginning to assimilate to Suzie's body.

"Ah... this, is... yes, the connection... oh, Susie..."

There is no pain.

I wasn't even surprised or scared.

Hold me by the corpse of my beloved wife and die myself.

Because that seemed like the best death to me.

"I'm so sweet, I can't believe I killed someone I hated so much! Ha-ha-ha!

Spread his palms and Nect laughs like he was drunk with himself.

Seeing that unusual sight, Milkit lagged behind.

Then the laughter stopped perfectly, and the face of the meat, waving blood, turned towards her.

"Well, there's your sister. Your husband will pick you up soon."

"Why did you say something about your husband..."

"Because I just saw you, and I warned you. Well, honestly, you can die - if you want to die with" next ”, I want to kill you properly. So I hope we get out of here."

That's what Nect said, sticking his right arm out front.

And turn the open palm upwards, gripping it forcefully, and at the same time proclaim it exalted.

"It's all crushed. (CONNECTION) Huh!

Gogo... Gogo...

The whole building swayed and the low, heavy noise wrapped the mill kit from all directions.

"See you later."

That's what Nect says, disappears from the lab.

The millkit, left alone, moisturizes his eyes with tears, half-opening his mouth to ask what was going on around him.

Gogo...... paki...... gogo gogo...

Unstoppable vibrations and heavy bass, plus what I hear is something cracking.

Karan...... and the fragments that fell from the ceiling rolled down the floor.

Milkit reacts to sound and looks at the wall near the ceiling reflexively.

Then I discovered that there were a number of cracks in it.

Besides, it's like the ceiling's out of position.

"Why... Huh? The ceiling is approaching...?

Milkit is right.

In other words, Nect is trying to connect the entire lab floor to the ceiling (...) and crush the people, devices, materials, everything inside.

Realizing it, she rushed over to the door of the room, twisting the knob and trying to get out.

But it won't open.

The wall was distorted and the door was distorted again and caught.

"Huh... Huh, ooh!

A mill kit that tries to weigh in and open with a desperate chatter and a twist at hand.

But I don't want it to be slight.

Further, as she walked out the door, she followed the run and hit her body.

Gum, gum, gum!

I repeat it over and over, but I don't care what happens, I don't try to open it.

While doing so, the ceiling approaches further and the distortion of the walls and doors worsens.

"Ha, agu...! Oh, gu... no... no!

With her, I didn't mean to die in a place like this.

But it won't open.

With the power of a powerless mill kit alone, we cannot escape this place.

My shoulders are sore and it is physically impossible to repeatedly hit me any more.

That's when I heard voices coming from behind her.

"Mill... t... sa"

"Dafiz......?

That's the word of Dafiz, which has almost integrated with the corpse and has become innocuous to see and see.

Milkit approaches him in fright and listens to his voice.

"Haku...... yes, poke...... t......"

"White pockets......"

When she stuck her hand in there, a small key came out.

Show it, Dafiz spins yet another word.

"I'll, uh... I'll... I'll... I'll..."

"Of desks, drawers? There, what's going on? Mr. Dafiz!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Finally, he left behind words of apology that he did not know to whom they were addressed, and he was breathless.

The assimilation of the two continues, creepingly intertwined.

Milkit wept with horror and grief and stained Shizuku in the bandage.

◇ ◇ ◇

"Ha, ha, ha, ha -"

Dressed clothes filled with holes in repeated battles were caught in the wind.

Fram was out of breath and finally arrived in Dafiz's room.

She understands that the building is about to be crushed, and that it is the work of the Ten and Eighty-Nine Nects.

The ceiling is currently two meters high.

When she made sure there was no knocking on the door, she immediately cut it distorted with a sword.

Two planks, straight from wall to wall, fall to the floor and discover a chunk of meat that you may not be able to handle inside and a mill kit sitting on the floor hugging some material.

She found the flam and said, "My husband. Ah!" He came running over screaming.

The flam also approaches the mill kit and hugs it.

"Milkit...... glad you're okay"

"But Mr. Dafiz..."

In that word, Fram guessed that piece of flesh was the one Dafiz and Susie had integrated.

Probably assimilated by “connections”.

Current ceiling height, 1.8 meters.

Now, it's behind us to be touched and sentimental - Flam held Milkit's body with his arms intact and ran toward the exit at a glance.

The floor and ceiling approach along with the sound of gogo...... and the walls shake.

Flam moves his legs forward, overcoming the massive body that falls and taking care not to let his legs slide with blood.

"Ha, ha, ha."

"Your husband..."

She is clearly exhausted.

I want you to throw yourself away and run away when you have to - words like that have come up my throat, but I swallowed them all the time.

"Rejected! Because if you abandon me, I'll die with you!

That answer comes back because I also found out I didn't have to ask.

But I know exactly what I'm doing.

Through the ego, I said I wanted to come with you, and I don't know what this is about.

"Milkit, right now, something... haha... not good, you're thinking"

"No, that's not true"

"I'm thinking! Fine, I'll tell you at this point, hey! I ha...... Milkit is by my side, ha, so this... I can work hard, so...! If I were alone, hey... hey, I'm so... dead, come on, hey!

Breathless, but desperate to tell her the words.

Current height 1.6 meters.

It's time to sit back and get tough.

"Of life, benefactor! Thank you, I can't... I can't, I can't!

"I can do nothing..."

"It's done! Housekeeping, or something like that. Shh, more like, my, er, uh-huh! All kinds of things... ah... not enough, about it!

1.5 meters.

Flam's head hit the ceiling.

"So... so, uh... really, sorry"

1.4 meters.

Running with a mill kit is about the height of the limit.

And - to the chapel, which is still the entrance to the institute, there is a distance.

1.3 meters.

Flam dropped her off on the floor.

"This... ha, ha... I think if we don't make it"

"... Yes"

Milkit, too, just had to agree to this.

Even if the flam was in full condition, it probably wouldn't have arrived.

To scratch a little, now hold the mill kit on your back and lower your hips to proceed.

Still, the speed was much faster than if it were going with the mill kit alone.

My body is a little bigger than mine, but I can count on it, it's warm.

I feel sorry for myself for just having you carry me.

But there's nothing special about Milkit that can only support her in parts other than battle.

"Sorry. Forcefully, shake off the nect. But... I should have picked you up early"

The flam snaps.

That's an unscrupulous story.

At that time, if Nect was in a bad mood, perhaps Fram would have died without seeing Milkit.

Still, when death approaches you, you can't help but regret it.

Remaining, 1.2 meters.

"Um, your husband"

"Hmm?"

"I've been thinking about it since the day we met."

"From the first day...... what things?

"I've always dealt with others only in my position as a slave. But your husband isn't. You can't represent it with the Lord and slaves, something else -"

Goo-wow!

While Milkit was talking, a gust of wind blew in the hallway for the two of them to go.

Then delay for a few moments.

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

There is no aftertaste, no sadness, no snagging, and with the fierce sound, the ceiling that was about to crush the building blows away.

So much so that the rubble, the size of the head of the man who stripped and danced in the universe, is shattered into pieces of sand shortly thereafter.

And most strangely, there was absolutely no damage to the flam and the mill kit.

To the extent that there is a strong wind, I have not been able to make one cut.

Flam embraces the mill kit in a sheltery way.

In that state, he was admiring the paranormal phenomenon that suddenly rolled up.

By the time the wind stopped, the ceiling - rather than the building - had been destroyed and the sunset light poured down on the girls.

Finally, the content of the conversation that was on the way was also completely blown out of my mind.

"Ha... ha... That's right, Mr. Gadio, I didn't know you'd break it all in one blow. I don't know yet."

Looks like Mr. Eterna and Mr. Ink are here.

Milkit walks over here. Said when he saw that.

I guess I should stand up and rush over to them if I were you - but I can't even do that to the flam now that I've completely lost my strength from my body.

Two fingers touch each other.

tangled, holding hands deep, he touched his shoulders and shoulders.

It further reduces the body's distance.

When they got too close and their heads and heads bumped together, they stared at each other and shook their shoulders and laughed.