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

I was crying with my knees in a place where no one was.

When I had nowhere to be, I was moaning and crying like a kitten.

Footsteps approach.

When it stops in front of Cyril, she raises her face and recognizes its existence.

Enemy or ally?

For her, the existence to be called enemy, but does not treat her as an enemy.

Yesterday, after passing out, Cyril was in an unpopular cabin if she noticed.

There was no particular tying, and a mute sat next to him.

She talks pompous against Cyril, who looks obviously frightened.

Childrens thing.

About Origin.

And what we are.

Cyril finally realized then that the real purpose of that journey was not to crusade the Demon King, etc.

From start to finish, she was nothing but a clown.

Knowing who you are faded my fear of that meat vortex slightly, but still doesn't change my feelings for mutes who kill people relentlessly.

After she found out about it too, but she didn't try to do anything to Cyril.

When the night dawned, Mute went outside, a short distance from the Royal Square in front of the castle, telling Cyril to wait and disappear somewhere.

Why - Cyril was afraid to ask Mute that.

Word quality is different.

Words of the exact same pronunciation, even words of the exact same meaning, are received differently between her and her.

Poor Cyril who, while at the heart of the commotion, doesn't know what the storm means to surround herself.

Her heart is sluggish, shaking on the most painful and painful border that is going to break, but won't break.

If I could have leaned one way or the other, I could have taken off my ugly moratorium at this halfway point.

Not a word of sorry.

I don't care. Not a word.

Cyril couldn't be a person on either side.

That's why I'm afraid.

Totally split up, just about the mute going straight down the path he believed in.

"Cyril, run away with me"

After a job, she reaches out to Cyril.

Cyril holds that hand with dead eyes, without thinking about why.

Because I just refused, and I'm sure Mute will keep waiting until she moves.

I don't know why, but I only had the unfounded confidence that I should.

Get up and run out with the two of you.

"Where are you going?

Ask with a small voice that seems to disappear now.

……

She doesn't answer.

Just keep running with a lonely look on your face somewhere.

Behind - from the square in front of the royal castle, you can hear the anger and screams that mix all emotions.

"How long are we gonna do this?

Scared asexually, Cyril asks with a louder voice than just now.

……

Again, she doesn't answer.

The noise filled with confusion drifts away and gets smaller.

Or has the death toll increased, and the volume simply dropped due to a reduced number of people?

Cyril tried not to think deeply.

Because I didn't want to think I was involved in one end of the commotion.

Because when I realized it, I was going to crush it and scatter red juice to death.

So I don't think.

Blurry, just come up with something, keep asking Mute.

"Why are you doing this so far?

Ask the same question.

"... Cyril"

Then Mute stopped her legs and answered without looking back.

"Me, how did you take Cyril, you know?

"I don't know, nothing. Hate me because I've been betrayed, because I don't have a place anymore, so I carve a wound for you to remember. Nor can I understand that. But... what's wrong with killing so many people?"

It was a common sense answer.

That was a value too far from mute, but she nodded contentedly.

"Yes, that's why"

"So?"

"One. Me, dying. For Mother's sake, die. Someone to remember, I want. Chemicals, that, I don't want. But I greeted. Human smudged, sentimental"

"... it's annoying to get caught up in something like that"

"Sorry. But, Cyril, I'm not running. Gentle, strong. So good."

I didn't run away because I had no other place to go.

He also feared that if he ran away, he might be killed, because he was afraid of mutes.

Even if they call it kindness, I honestly can't be happy.

But it's a trivial question, like what Cyril thinks herself.

As a result, she followed the mute to the end.

It was felt, for mute, kindness, and salvation.

"Two. Me, Cyril, I just asked. Instead, something, give, wanted."

"For that, did you show me the murderer?

"Yes."

Seeing an instant nodding mute, Cyril clenched her teeth.

That's for her, and so on, and so much for herself.

It's a difference in values, even though being shown people's deaths can only be harassment - yes, Mute said when Cyril tried to yell at them.

"We, that's all we can do. Not people, born to kill people, that's us"

"... Huh?

"Mother, I appreciate it, I do. But I think. We are powerful. Voice, I hear you. But the world, narrow."

The spiral children (spiral childrens) have lived in the underground boxyard all the time.

The five children are born and live to walk on a determined rail in a closed world.

It is unacceptable to deviate.

For in their breasts dwell the power of the unbelievers.

The mutts have always been proud of it.

That's why I've looked down on ink, the first generation - things have changed with her starting to live as a normal person.

There is strong power, that is, it shows that they cannot turn back.

The second generation is not a finished form, eventually replaced by “childrens”.

Mother may one day, too, shift her interest over there and start to wonder if it matters about the mutts or anything.

When that happens, there's no place for them.

In addition, the childrens were abandoned from Satooki and also truncated from the origins.

They whisper.

"Die as scripted, and that's the role," he said.

At the same time as being Mother's children, Mutes, Origin's children, had no choice but to follow it.

I had intended to make death current and accept it honestly - but when they were born, they were children of men, unable to abandon them halfway.

I wanted to repay my mother.

I wanted someone to remember their existence.

That's a common wish.

And Mute - meeting Cyril gives me another hope.

"Cyril, no. I can do a lot. Other than killing, I can save, protect, and many more."

"That's overrated. We all did. I'm not a brave man. I can do anything."

Cyril giving up everything.

Mute wrapped her hands around them, her eyes together, and laughed.

"Alive. Heart, pulse, punch. That's it, possibly, there is."

Cyril thought of her as a horrible monster.

But no.

The truth is, I'm afraid of death.

It was a bad idea to assume that they were moving with completely different values and didn't try to understand the language.

The path that has been followed is just different, human or chemical, but there is ample chance of reaching the same end.

Sure, mute's flesh may be a monster - but her thoughts, aren't they very human?

"Yet why, yourself, what you want to do, don't do?

I leave it to my emotions to ramble and try to involve others.

Annoying.

As a brave man, you shouldn't forgive her.

But it's not something I don't understand.

"Me, no more, no more. But Cyril, no."

For the first time, Mute's words stained Cyrillic.

Mute - as someone who had taken a different path and reached the trail - was trying to guide Cyril, whose path was still there.

Sure, it's a luxury thing.

I can't believe you just throw everything out because you're flushed around and can't answer your expectations.

There's an eight-year-old girl in front of me who can't even make that choice anymore.

"I 'm-"

That's why not all the worries go away.

But Cyril was trying to come up with one answer.

But then...

"Danger!

Cyril feels the impending killing spirit from afar, pushing down the mute's body at once.

Buowo!

Shortly afterwards, an arrow (...) winding over the heads of the two passes.

If you're a brave man, you shouldn't help.

I am ready to die with her.

But Cyril still had words for Mute.

So before I thought about it, my body moved reflexively.

"Huh... Cyril, what's that now?"

"It's Mr. Linus... run!

"Fine, me, fight"

"So!

"I knew, noise, big. I, I can't run away. This is the last time."

"Oh no, I meant this from the beginning!

With all this commotion, the existence of mutts will never be forgotten.

I also told Cyril what I just wanted to tell her.

I haven't fully recovered yet, but the rest is fine with one person.

Then - there is no need to fear death, etc.

Mute confirmed with her fingertips the hard, cold sphere there when she could put her hand in her pocket.

"Kirill, get out of here!

Soon Linus, approaching directly above him, says so, releasing multiple arrows.

When Cyril held Mute's body, he jumped off the spot and dodged the attack.

"Cyril, let go. No, no, no, no. Me, the killer, the enemy, the monster."

"Still, I haha... Huh!

I know, about that mute is a sinner and a murderer.

It's ridiculous to take refuge and confront your fellow citizens because you've just been shaken by just a few words you've exchanged.

It's ridiculous - but now it's too convenient to keep your mind moving and "don't help”.

"I can't just watch you die for nothing, even if it's a disguise, even if you don't have a place to go!

"Hey, wait, Cyril, why are you sheltering him!

Confused, but Linus to track.

Linus wins better than the ex at speed.

In narrow alleys there is no escape route, twitching and the difference is packed.

against Cyril, who wonders whether to pull out his sword,

"Fine. It's over. Me, enough."

Mute desperately tried to stop the call.

Still, Cyril won't give up on her, wondering if there's still a hand in convenience somewhere.

But it's not the same as when it's inked.

Mute kills people of her own free will, and herself is chased from the Church as well.

It is no longer possible to live in this kingdom.

"Judgment"

From before those two, a giant sword of light looms.

Its magic of illuminating the dim streets looms relentlessly in front of Cyril's eyes - leaning and dodging her body, but plundering her shoulders and causing light burns.

Power falls out of my arm in pain.

Seeing that gap, Mute thrust Cyril of her own free will and rolled to the ground.

"Seiklid Lance"

A spear of light rises in the sky when the "woman in the mask”, who was waiting in front, holds her hand.

Shake your arms down.

Then the spear is muted crawling on the ground and ejected at high speed.

"Mutto!"

"Ah... damn...!

The magic hit her directly in the leg and burned her leg.

The uncomfortable smell of human meat fills the alley.

But the burned area quickly twists - the peeled muscle changes to a twisted appearance.

"Maria, that's just what's at stake right now. What would Cyril have done if she hadn't been avoided?"

"Yeah, but I didn't think I could stop it until I did."

"That's right..."

Apparently, the masked woman is Maria.

Last night, the two of them stayed in Linus's lair and immediately headed there, detecting a strange change in the square.

Of course he stopped Maria from trying to follow him.

I want to avoid involving her in church entanglement anomalies as much as possible, even though I have prepared how many masks.

But for some reason, she tried to follow, even willingly.

After all, Linus, who could not stop Maria like that, was to head to the square for both of us

But along the way - his eyes captured Cyril and Mute.

And Linus, who decided Mute was the culprit of the commotion, let go of the arrow.

Knowing who the woman was, Cyril pulled out her sword without hesitation.

And stare at her, and set up.

"Maria, are you... Huh!

Linus can't hide his confusion from Cyril, who turns his hostility.

"Oh, hey Cyril, wait! We're not enemies, are we?

"This guy... this guy tried to give me a core and turn it into a monster! You tried to manipulate me for your own convenience!

"What are you talking about, the mute there did something to me..."

"No, Mr. Linus."

Maria tells him how calm she is.

"It's a fact. I tried to turn Mr. Cyril into a monster in order to fulfill my wishes."

"... that's stupid"

Linus hasn't heard anything from Maria yet.

Even last night, I was just leaning on her to shut up.

I thought that was kindness.

He said if we spent that way together, he'd be sure to tell us everything.

"Wait, then, what Maria looks like...!

"Yeah, I did it myself. And to give Kirill and Gene the same power and the same will (...), I gave them the core."

"So the Gene one. That's..."

Reminds me of Gene, who was cursing Maria.

That's why he was angry.

"But that's why Cyril shouldn't have to shelter the kid!?

That's about it, I know Cyril.

Mute has sinned so much that she can't help but be killed, she herself is aware of that.

"But..."

Is that why you have the right to judge Maria for the sins of mutts, etc.?

What do you say that whoever bears the same sin will hurt her greatly with what intent?

"Ha-ha-ha!

Cyril burst into Maria.

Maria - although the expression is invisible, she creates countless little swords of light in a calm manner and tries to release them to her.

That calmness is as if from the beginning (...) I understood (...) that this would happen.

"Cyril......"

Mute bit her lips in bitterness and ran out.

Then he tries to escape through the sides of two swords impending each other.

"What's going on... damn it!

Linus doesn't know anything about Maria, Cyril, and that girl named Mute.

But there are things that are clear.

Here - it means we can't let mutts get away.

"... Maria and Cyril will tell you everything when we get back later!

After suffering, Linus leaped and jumped on the roof to follow the mutt's whereabouts.

Maria and Cyril are engaged in melee combat with swords and magic, as if they were not hearing his words or something -

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The Flams had finally arrived in the square and stood in front of that hellish sight.

Hundreds of bodies are fighting on the rolling stage as the adventurers step on it and crush it.

I wonder if the swords hit each other in the air, and one is blown to the ground.

Then red blood blows up like fog, not dust.

"Terrible......"

Eterna saw it and put what she felt into words.

"What's going on, this?"

It's decent people killing each other.

Some of them were fighting with army soldiers and church knights.

The seemingly insane humans also seemed to be fighting, but the reason for this was obvious if scanned.

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Aussies Clearde

Attribute: Light

Muscle Strength: 4871

Magic: 4219

Health: 5783

Agility: 5236

Sense: 4091

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First person.

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Aussies Clearde

Attribute: Light

Muscle Strength: 4871

Magic: 4219

Health: 5783

Agility: 5236

Sense: 4091

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Second person.

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Aussies Clearde

Attribute: Light

Muscle Strength: 4871

Magic: 4219

Health: 5783

Agility: 5236

Sense: 4091

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Third person.

And the fourth, the fifth, the sixth - they all have the same status.

There's no point in the name.

I just picked the right name for one of us.

The problem was, needless to say, a line of unpleasant, S-ranked fuzzy figures.

There are dozens of people standing in front of them.

"It's mute. He used his powers against S-rank adventurers gathered in the square."

He then instructed us to connect the other humans one after the other to carry out indiscriminate killings.

If one person is capable of S-ranking, everyone connected has the same status.

If we connect a highly muscular adventurer with a highly magical adventurer, we will have a human being equipped with both.

Whether you're an adventurer, an average person, a child, or an old man - without exception, they're all going to be S-ranked.

Before such overwhelming violence, people had no choice but to fall without the art of exchange.

Gadio looks around.

There is a figure of a soldier, but neither a general of the army nor a leader of the Knights of the Church is a figure of Kimyra.

Again, yes, from the beginning, they gathered people in the square with the intention of doing so.

To kill a lot of people, and to attract the three of them on it.

Another man in battle was breathless - his gaze wandering in search of his next prey captured the three.

Then the other enemies turn to us simultaneously.

To his impending killing like a pushing wall, Flam felt like his heart had been eagled.

As she swallows the saliva, her throat rises and falls.

Cold sweat propagates through your back, your gripping palm slips with humidity.

Everyone who stands up has a much higher status than they do.

Dozens of them.

Before I thought about whether I could win or not, what came to mind was the suspicion of whether I could go home alive.

My mouth dries, my breathing gets rough.

Even so, it is slightly cold and Flam's hands are shaking.

I thought I was used to most things.

But - she fears before a threat that she won't rival herself no matter how she rises.

"There are still survivors, we'll buy them time to escape"

That said, Gadio pulled out his back sword.

But he doesn't say "win” either.

Eterna also focuses her consciousness and begins to prepare for magical activation.

That look was unnerving at any moment

Flam on the other hand - all I think about at times like this is the mill kit all the time.

The only way to push and kill fear is to even think about where you're going home.

Grab the soul eater, and...

"... Yes"

With a trembling voice, he squeezed his utmost courage and replied yes.