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

Fram, wrapped in his usual gear all over his body, held the mill kit and was aiming for the exit of the castle with Saila.

My face is hot.

Her temperature on her arms and body, her sweet fragrance and her full breadth of trust won't even allow her to cool down.

"Hey, you got a bright red face, huh?

"Don't have a choice!

Saila comes to tear.

I don't recall, but I have introduced myself lightly.

I didn't feel uncomfortable talking to you, and I could understand by the feeling that you were someone I had been dating for a long time.

"Master, do you have a fever?

"No, no, that's not it!

Because I like you - there's no way I can say it.

No, I wonder if I have finished my confession before.

It seemed like a relationship we would hold each other in on a daily basis, and it's not strange if it was.

But then, isn't it a hug, not a kiss, that you want when you're reunited?

The way you call your lover "your husband"... sounds strange, like Milkit himself seems to want it.

"If so... do you have a problem with me"

Mill kit that crushes a little anxiously.

The hurried flam

"I like Milkit!

Yes, I ran my mouth reflexively.

Suddenly, what are you doing confessing? Me - and even more upsetting Flam.

But Milkit smiled happily.

"Yes, I love your husband too."

violence of favor pushing directly from the front.

The flam blushes even more in its too destructive power.

Does this mean we're still already dating?

No, but I don't think so - that's what Flam's memory of sleeping in the depths claims.

Milkit is honest and innocent.

Probably just using what I feel with my heart as a word, it doesn't make any deep sense.

"But after a while we didn't see each other, we got along."

"... Really?

"I will, I'm sure we were close back then, but I don't think we've been this far"

For the first time, Fram recognized that apparently, Sarah and herself have been reunited for a long time.

And also that dating Milkit is never a short time.

Even though the relationship he's been building collapsed in an instant due to amnesia - Milkit has no doubt about how Flam feels.

I feel a strong bond.

It certainly may not seem like a flam to want to protect her, even if she risked her life.

But knowing the intensity of this thought, I was convinced that it was a natural flow.

He's been here a long time.

"What?"

Thanks to the equipment, the feeling of the flam captured the presence of the enemy.

The speed is completely human apart.

When I unloaded the mill kit, I set up a soul eater.

Saila also lines up to grip the mace she carried.

"Gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!

What I heard was a tall groan.

"That thing..."

"Kimyra, that and three!

"Because I'm going forward!

Nature and Fram's body were moving.

Before the werewolf-shaped Kimyra, which shows the movement of a human being away, there is no feeling of fear.

I still remember my body doing that the whole time.

The emotions that I try to realize scare me too - when I think I have someone behind me to protect, I could disappear at some point.

"Ha ha!

At the same time as the hanging of the flam, the pitch-black blade sweeps away the imminent chimaira.

But the three retreated gently, and avoided the blow easily.

As she waved her sword, she spun round and round, now slamming the lifted soul eater, onto the floor.

It's separate from the genocide rules (Genocide Arts), but the senses are somewhat similar.

Knight Swordsmanship (Cavaliers Arts).

Without even remembering that name, relying on her stained experience, she wreaks a plana storm.

Oh, wow, wow!

In a narrow space, a storm struck the Kimyra as they stripped down walls, floors and even ceilings.

Cross your arms to prevent it, but by the time your vision was restored - you already had a flam in front of you.

"I got it. Ah!

An intense spike pierced the werewolf-shaped heart with each guarding arm.

Flam knows what to do from here.

"Flip it. (Riversal) Huh!

Paki!

The magic propagates from body to arm, from arm to pattern, from pattern to blade, destroying the core touched by the cuttoe.

But even if my people are killed, the two remaining Kimyra won't even get upset.

I guess they have no consciousness that dead individuals are companions, either.

Flam activated the Enchant for 'The Laughing Killer's Damascus Gauntlet' while stabbing his soul-eater in the body, inflaming his werewolf shaped body.

And toward the flying enemy, slapping it like a blunt instrument.

"Ghhhhhhh!"

The body falls out of the sword and flies with Kimyra entangled.

There doesn't seem to be much damage, but I was able to temporarily stop the movement.

In the meantime, it was a flam trying to tailor the rest of the other one, but I don't see that in my sight.

Immediately afterwards, I feel killer behind my back.

Apparently, while I was dealing with other enemies, they took my back at some point.

Turning flam.

But you can't dodge it in time, at least when you're guarding with a gauntlet trying to protect only your neck and heart.

"I won't let you do that! Judgment Illegal Formula!"

Saila emits a sword of immense light.

That brings us to the second shot today, that is, to a halt.

"Gao Wong!"

The sword pierced Kimyra's body.

Its orbit, which was approaching the flam, is off, parabolic and slammed to the floor.

"Saira, there's something about it."

To thank him gently, Flam stabbed a soul-eater in the heart of the fallen Chimaira.

Then destroy the core and succeed in destroying the second body.

"G., Gugeye......"

At that time, the last enemy who had fallen, made an odd noise.

Flam felt the chills and saw the foot of the mill kit move.

"Milkit, run. Yeah!

He shouted out loud and at the same time kicked the ground and ran out towards her.

"Huh...?

It was a confusing mill kit but moves off the spot as I was told.

"Gugget."

But Kimyra gets up and speaks out again.

The ground distortion then occurs ahead of the mill kit has moved.

Probably - the kind of local attribute magic.

All three of us here are not the only targets for Kimyra.

Pick the weakest opponent to finish one or more.

Really sensible - that's why I touched the flam's inverse scale.

"Konno, whoa, whoa!

Shortly before the magic activated, Flam's stretched right hand thrust the mill kit.

And then a rock spear rolled out of the ground pierces the two arms of the flam.

"Gu......"

"Master!

It doesn't hurt as much as it looks, but it doesn't hurt.

To the flam distorting his face, but the werewolf type approached relentlessly.

"Ohh!

Saila grabs a mace and stands up to Kimyra for Flam's life.

But when the enemy lightly stops a blow all over his body with one arm, he shakes it off and blows her away.

The arm of the flam pierced by the rock has not yet recovered and is plunging without force.

In response to the impending Kimyra, she - lifts her right arm with her left hand, removes the gauntlet, and points her fingertips.

I'm not conscious, my body whispers to Flam, "Do this."

And the magic of inversion bursts in the body of the flam.

Doddle, doddle, doddle, doddle!

On the abdomen of Kimyra, which was approaching close range, his finely cut right hand was slapped into countless bullets.

"Ghhhhhhhhhhhhh!?

"Ugh, wow..."

Flam to pull your cheeks as you look at your own hands.

The fact that my body has moved on its own has probably been this way of fighting for a long time.

Wouldn't it be a little too unscrupulous, though how much playability it has?

But right now in the middle of a fight, not if you're pulling.

She wet her soul-eating blade with massive amounts of blood overflowing from her wrist.

And wave your sword toward Kimyra, who tries to stand up and retreat to get in shape.

I felt like I was using my powers better than I was then when Otilier cornered me.

Is it because your stats are back because of your gear?

There is also a lot of blood, now - there should be a sword move that can withstand the actual battle.

"Let him go...... Monka ah!

A red blade was ejected from the tip of the sword you waved.

Genocide Rules (Genocide Arts)/Blood Snake Bite (Angus).

Although it is the most basic sword technique, its power is increased or decreased by usage (...).

A large amount of blood flowed from Flam's wrist.

If you've used up all that for a blow, it's no longer a serpent, rather a serpent.

"Ggah!"

The werewolf type kicked the wall and tried to re-orbit and avoid it.

But to that extent, I can't escape the serpent.

The blade of blood twisted, bent and devoured on Kimyra's back as if it were an organism.

And the blood that infiltrates your body deprives you of your function from that flesh.

"Ga...... ga......"

Still, Kimaira stands on earth on both feet, trying to escape.

Against such an opponent, Flam waved the blade of return.

"Now, todd heh!

Spikes rolled out with the left hand.

Plana's spear, which housed the magic of inversion, was unleashed from the tip of the sword, shooting through Kimyra's core.

It is an anti-chi wearing spear "Planasting Riversal".

Inside the crystal, the force that was swirling clockwise began to rotate backwards - unbearable and destroyed.

When the enemy fell, Flam exhaled loudly, "Huh."

But it was Milkitt who was more mentally exhausted than she was.

"Your husband...!

As she ran over to the flam, she touched her right hand on the way to regeneration.

"Is this okay...? My fingers were flying and it was amazing..."

"I'm watching. This one hurt."

"I thought it was just awful too... you know, you remember your body"

"... that's all we had a tough fight after we left"

That being said, Milkit wraps up the Lord's hand with both hands.

The gentle plumage soothes the heart of Fram, who was also in shock himself.

"I think it's convenient, but you don't think you should use it too much, do you?

Not only for Flam himself, but also for those around him.

"I know, it hurts there too, so I won't use it much"

"It's my fault, isn't it, I'm sorry"

"Don't apologize, Milkit's here, so I can fight."

That said, Flam gently strokes his silver hair.

My mouth and body were moving on their own, unconsciously.

"Your husband always helped me by saying that."

"Looks like it."

As they stare at each other, they hear a patch of applause from the back of the hallway.

The moment he saw the woman walking over, Flam glanced sharply at her.

"Otilier!"

"Fram, I finally understand. You were a messenger of love."

"Huh?"

Otilier with a totally crazy smile and uttering words that don't make sense.

"The most honorable thing in the world, the infinite possibilities of connecting people to each other and creating happiness, that's love! I am so strongly thankful to Fram for awakening your sister to that love, no matter how many words you line up!

"... that sounds like a deputy general"

Saila is up and moving next to the flam.

"Yeah, Deputy General Otilier Fockerpie. As you can see, crazy woman."

"Hehe, crazy woman, hey. That's a pleasant compliment. Because it's human instinct to go crazy on love!

Sure, it's still crazy now - but it's not what it used to be.

When the flam was assaulted, it was broken in a negative direction, but now I feel positively broken.

I mean, she's in the ultimate mood.

"And now I am also a dweller of love. So maybe we had a hunch because we were connected."

"A hunch?"

I have a feeling you're here.

At the same time as I told him so, Otilier pulled out his sword.

The blood magazine (blood cartridge) attached to the pattern is filled with fresh, red blood.

It's all at her discretion to have been out of the infirmary, to have gear ready, and to have come to stop Flam.

No information about the disturbances at the castle had entered Otilier.

I mean, she's right, it's the “hunch," or “look.”

Madness from what to what.

Flam said in a fed up manner to the presence of Otilier beyond the realm of understanding.

"If you appreciate it, I hope you missed it"

"Ugh, heh, heh, heh!

But the moment he heard the word, Otilier suddenly laughed.

"Pfft... Oh, I can't help it. Wow, when I think of your sister, I laugh with joy. But now you know, don't you?

"What?

"Thank you, but my heart is your sister. This star, this world, everything that exists revolves around your sister. So..."

Flam, with his gaze and hands, lowered Saila and Milkit.

He then exhales, focuses his consciousness, and sets up soul eating.

"To say the benefactor is your sister's sacrifice. For love's sake, you will stop here."

"Say no!"

Saying so, the two advanced at the same time, crossing swords.