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

A spear of blood aimed at the flam from all directions.

Although it was only at first that he was bewildered by that illegible attack, Flam gradually adapts.

And I was used to trying to get close to Otilier while I managed to avoid it.

But she doesn't pack the distance, she releases a blade of blood from even a distance away.

The fine wounds engraved all over the body of the flam, and the blood that has entered the body, surely take power away from the body.

Otilier said that if you use genocide rules (Genocide Arts), you can disarm them - at least now Flam doesn't know how to do it.

So whenever the movement was dull, the only way to disconnect that area was by inversion.

"Your body looks like a lizard's tail."

I want you to do a little more cute analogy if you can - I can't afford to say that.

Fly to the right to avoid the spear you cut out from the bottom, and glance over it protruding straight from the side for the moment you land.

Furthermore, from the front, Otilier's unleashed blood snake bite (Angus) looms.

"Damn, gravity inversion (reversal) heh!

When you kick the ground, the flutter and the body of the flam rise.

He's clever.

Fram ran through the ceiling and approached Otilier.

Countless spears emerge from your feet, but gently push them forward.

Preliminary action just before the attack - evasion is possible as long as the muscles spread throughout the wall can be found to be faintly inflated.

Most importantly, when attacked by a number of violence, it becomes difficult to deal with.

"I thought we could do something about it just getting closer?

"I'll see what I can do!

Kick the ceiling and at the same time release gravitational inversion.

While falling to the floor, he shook down a blow with all his weight onto the Otilier.

Gagowong!

Destructive enough to traverse the floor a few meters ahead.

But it doesn't hit her light-hearted.

Flam slammed his soul-eater on the floor, continuing to squeeze away at his feet in a low position.

"Heavy attack… so the gap is huge."

Otilier avoided in the backstep.

The moment she lands, she makes the next leap and quickly approaches the flam.

Why didn't you release the blood snake bite (Angus) - Flam once stored the soul eater, even as he questioned it.

Rotating with the momentum wielded by the Great Sword, he took Otilier's broadsword in the wrist portion of the gauntlet.

Strong impact paralyzes my left hand.

Furthermore, blood nets spread throughout the hand - before it reaches the scalp, the flam exploits the properties of the epic to wipe out the gear once.

And before Flam tried to pull through the soul eater than the subspace, Otilier retreated by distorting his expression with remorse.

"Full-body epic gear - as long as you're jealous."

"Want to use it?

"Don't worry, I don't want to be cursed to death."

From his voice and behavior, Fram felt a slight impatience.

Even in the eyes, the blindness is slightly lost and the shade of sanity is hidden.

It's Fram who's being hunted down.

But - at Otilier's disposal, she discovered the cause.

Blood cartridge residue.

Hidden in Otilier's hands, some of them hidden, but at the start of the battle, they were full. That's already down to about a quarter.

In a battlefield or other place where a long battle is needed, she may possess several cartridges, including spares - but now she has come to stop the flam with little preparation.

I don't think she's ready to go around like that.

Besides, I even used a big trick called Red Snake (Carrier), which must be draining heavily.

I suppose it was meant to be.

But out of the blue, the flam blew.

One of the major factors in this was the disconnection and annulment of areas that should have sealed the movement with genocidal rules (Genocide Arts).

"Sister, please give me strength... ugh!

I mean, Otilier comes up with a melee like this to save blood.

Therefore, Flam does not aggressively attack.

Aim for the Bullet Loss (...) and relax against the attack.

The sharp poke is recirculated with soul-eating, and the lateral scabbard aimed around the neck is crouched and dodged.

Fram hits her there and breaks down.

It was a flam trying to shake up and chase the big sword, but a spear of blood popped out of the floor aiming at his neck.

Let go of the sword, buck and take off the predicament.

But without time to calm down, a spike sharper than the walls on all sides strikes her.

After avoiding it twice, three times, and running out of range of Red Snake Liaison (Carrier), Flam holds the sword.

Re-positioned at one toe, Otilier immediately ejects a blade of blood.

It freezes and smashes, and Flam fights back with a one-letter Chi Sword Slash (Plana Shaker).

Otilier intercepted with another blood serpent bite (Angus), and when the two forces bumped into each other in the air, they knocked each other out and vanished.

Shortly afterwards, the two advance each other and cut together with a black sword and a silver broadsword.

Gaggin '!

Blades collide with blades, sparks scatter.

The two stared at each other as they faced each other.

"Kimyra will be here soon. Wasn't it too much trouble for me to escape?

O'Tillier's arm trembling in small chops.

If it was meant to be, she'd be better off winning by status.

But the opponent is a sword.

Moreover, it enhances muscle strength to an equivalent degree in the plana.

The difference in weight - little by little, hunting her down.

"The only people who were made to be cautious are here. Doesn't that mean the people up there don't have a complete picture of what's going on here?

"That's not true only for your sister!

"What do you think? Because he's surprisingly dull."

"I won't allow your sister to speak ill!

"Because it's not a bad word, because it's a fact. 'Cause you're the one who didn't realize how Mr. Otilier really felt until he told you to, right?

"Oh, that's... that's!

Apparently Otilier also knew that Henriette had a dull part.

Or maybe for her, even that part was a cute side of your sister.

Whatever it is, the upset is - a change that is too much to break the equilibrium.

"Ha-ha-ha!

Power cages in both hands of the flam.

Atmospheric Otilier was bounced off and curled as he retreated.

It's not a flam to miss there.

Pay a sword to a single letter and radiate a blade of chi.

Invisible power approaching Otilier.

At the rate of human reaction, the timing can't be in time at all.

But she responded to it with a constant detached reflex nerve and glanced quickly.

Though the plana shaker gently plundered the abdomen, it did not cause injury.

O'Tillier, who rose, grinned with Nitaa and frowned as he approached the flam.

But - there's also a smile on Flam's mouth that exposes him to defenselessness.

Feeling zokri and chills, Otilier felt a sneaking kill from behind (...) and turned around.

"No way, the track flipped -!?"

Zach!

Otilier's white military uniform is mutilated and her body dances through the universe.

It seems that it is made of a material that has excellent blade resistance performance and could not turn the body into two straight pieces, but the impact would be considerable.

"Ugh... but ah..."

O'Tillier, who fell on the floor, moans with a bitter look.

And eventually I couldn't even hear my voice, and I stopped moving.

Apparently, he passed out.

Is it the effect, or the red muscle that was sticking to the wall disappears as well.

Seeing Otilier fall, Flam was just a little sober.

At that time, I was wondering if you would have understood a little bit of your own suffering that had been bogged down.

"Ha... now I think I'm going to get away with it. Milkit, Saila, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"No, I'm sorry, I'm not much help."

"I don't mind that, because just having a mill kit will help"

That's what I say. Flam stroking Milkit's head.

Not unlike before she lost her memory. Mainly, her breasts were filled with warm things.

"I can't help you..."

"He said it was enough to help me when I was Kimyra."

"No, I'll do my best to be stronger!

But now, let's get out of here.

"I know, you're supposed to run through the window up the stairs, I'll hurry!

The distance to the destination is not so far away.

Now all three ran on their feet and ran up the stairs.

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One, Otilier left in the hallway.

"… Sa…… ma"

In her vain consciousness, she was listening to the footsteps of three people walking away.

"... oh... sama"

If it's for your own good, it's okay to get attacked and pass out "there's no choice."

But that's not what she wanted to stop Flam for.

"... Hey, Sama"

Henriette.

My dear Henriette.

My dearest sister in the world.

Because your sister, the only one who is much more loving than all the elements that make up the world, wants it.

"hehe... hehe... hehe..."

She laughs and stands up loosely.

There is only a small amount of blood left in the cartridge.

I can't use the big moves anymore.

"If it's blood, it's still there."

But it's not just the blood in the cartridge that can use anything.

In fact, it is not uncommon on the battlefield to use the blood that you shed from the wounds yourself.

"If you think I'm going to dedicate myself to your sister, rather the pain is... pleasure (ecstasis) duh!

Otilier slashed his own wrist with his sword.

Pussy, the massive amount of blood that erupts wets the silver blade.

"Eat it, blood serpent (Jormungand)"

A blade of blood unrivalled by a blood serpent bite (Angus), released from a sword wielded.

When it changes shape like a snake, it twirls and tracks the escaped flam.

"I won't miss it... for the future of me and my sister... hehe, hahahahaha!

The laughter of Otilier echoes in the corridor worn out in battle.

And she also slowly climbed up the stairs following the flam, dripping blood pounding from her fingertips.

◇ ◇ ◇

"... Huh!?

I felt something. Flam looks back.

The destination is already in sight, the escape is a success if you jump out the window ahead and reach the rendezvous point further.

Even if Otilier comes after us, it's impossible to catch up if he runs through.

So there's no need to stop.

"Hey, let's go!

"... come!

"To?"

Whoa, whoa!

More like a dragon than a snake, a blade of red twirling blood appears.

"Oh no, I can't believe you're still setting me up!?

"Obsession is probably the best thing in the world."

Flam pulls out only the soul-eating pattern and grabs it with both hands at hip height.

And look straight at the looming blood serpent (Jörmungand) and draw it to the edge of the sword -

"Ahhh!

I exhaled at once and pulled the knife out.

Zushaaaa!

A blood serpent that is double-cut from the middle of nowhere.

"Ku, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Supports the blade in a temper that is about to be pushed back, and can withstand it until it severs its tail.

A flam that completely breaks apart and only distracts you for a moment.

Then the two parted blood serpents (Jormungand) swirled and devoured her back, without losing their power.

"Master!

A mill kit that calls the Lord, rushes out and tries to interrupt.

But I can't make it with her legs.

"Damn, even perseverance gives way to the user!?

Contains a blood serpent attacked at the same time, in the belly of a soul-eating blade.

I try to freeze it and stop the movement, but it doesn't freeze completely because of the great force put in it.

But the movement is dull - plus the flam generates a large amount of plana, pouring it into the blade from both hands and bursting it.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

BOOOOOOO!

Energy explodes around the flam and the wind blows.

To the intense flow of air, Milkit shouted "shah" and covered her face with both hands.

"Ha... ha..."

Flam with shoulders up and down and breathing.

He drained a lot of health, but thanks to it he succeeded in wiping out the Blood Snake (Jormungand) altogether.

Now I think it's time to get out - and now I hear Ten Himself (...) in her ear.

"Heh heh heh... heh heh... heh heh heh..."

What was there was the figure of Otilier, who drowned so much blood that it was no longer strange to lose his life.

She was tired of her left hand alone, slashing it to the wrist of her right hand and dripping a large amount of blood onto the blade.

Those vain eyes capture the flam.

She laughed even more nitrously - sharply, quickly, cutting her sword to a cross than she could imagine from her fluttering, rocking body.

"By, um, cancer, whoa"

Two earlier blood snakes - big mouths open, sticking into the flam.

"You're really not crazy!?

That's what I knew.

But - still, I can't help but say I'm going to face it.

This woman, she's crazy.

Flam slams his soul eater to the floor and tries to blow it off with a chi sword storm (Plana Storm).

But the output was too different, and although it somewhat sharpened momentum, it still remained powerful enough.

"Ha, ha!

Continue with the double strike of the Chi Sword Slash "Plana Shaker".

Each eats in trying to turn a snake into two, but vanishes powerlessly where it has been cut to about a third of its body.

"Stop. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Cut the sword further into crosses and let the blade rest in the air.

In the middle of it - sticking the cutting-edge to the contact, the membrane of the plana spreads in a circular fashion.

That's a shield.

I'm not going to beat you, temporarily enough to take out Otilier's offense.

Please, bear with me, with prayer, and Flam can put his strength on both feet in preparation for the attack.

Bazii!

When the two snakes and the membrane collided, the spark scattered violently.

"Gu...... Ugh......!

A flam that constantly pours the plana and continues to reinforce the shield.

But the power of Otilier will feed on the blade, little by little.

"Ugh... oh... eh"

Pour in the power of freezing.

Some are frozen and smashed by the impact of hitting the plana - but it's still not enough to sharpen everything.

Pour in the flaming force.

The surface of the shield wraps the flame and evaporates the blood - but it's still not enough.

Then pour in your natural strength.

Reverse that force coming this way with an inversion and take away the power.

I had a response.

Almost, just a little more, if Flam can help.

"Ugh...... ahhh!

I mean - a growl for that.

When you're doing something unscrupulous, she's aware.

But my body says so.

“You're always like this," he said.

I'm used to the impossibility, because that's how much I couldn't have survived without doing it.

And I'm sure there will always be, a lot, limits to be crossed.

I really don't like it.

Tired, painful, painful, all of it.

That's what I hate about people named Fram Apricot.

"Master...... Huh!

But - otherwise, there was something I couldn't protect.

But if you don't, there was someone you couldn't beat.

Bazi, and there was a sound in my head that I could play.

Maybe some of it blew up.

And overflowing memory.

Not all, the blurry part still accounts for the majority, but this is all I recall clearly.

We have enemies.

There's a fucking enemy who targets himself, annoys everyone, and stands great.

You can't lose to him - until you win God and get a peaceful day, a day to live at will.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The shield is infused with an additional large amount of plana.

Bachi Bachi!

A fiercely dazzling spark scattered and the head of the blood serpent, which was about to touch Flam's arm, evaporated and disappeared.

That's not all.

Its torso, which was coming towards her, began to get bumpy and foamy, gradually vaporizing and becoming smaller -

"Ha... ha... heh..."

Juh, when I saw it completely extinguished with the sound of saying, the force fell out of both hands of the flam.

Dropping arms all the time.

The soul eater spilled and disappeared as a particle on the verge of falling to the ground.

Otilier was in a similar condition and no longer seemed to be able to move.

But the killing hasn't disappeared.

The flam is so depleted that it doesn't feel like it's moving, but for some reason, its energy isn't shriveling.

"By"

Broadswords are scratched high.

"Mmm."

The dripping blood is smudging the sleeves of my uniform to my shoulders.

"cancer."

You still think I'm gonna unleash that big move?

Flam and I don't mean to be bothered.

Pull through the soul-eating pattern and grip with your trembling right hand.

But if Otilier's releasing one more shot, it's impossible to stop him.

Before her like that - Milkit stood with her hands wide open.

"Hey, what... do..."

"Milkit, hey!?

She stares at Otilier with a strong willingness and speaks out.

"If I could save your husband's life, I'd be happy to give it to you."

"No... mill, kit..."

"No, it's your husband. I can't stand a world without your husband!

That is an indisputable fact, which aggrieved me once again for leaving.

Even though I knew he was alive, it was so hard.

It can't be acceptable for Flam to pass away leaving himself alone.

I'm sure the world is disgusted and will kill itself immediately.

As much as that happens, it's tens of thousands of times more meaningful to use your life for the Lord.

……

O'Tillier's movement stops when he sees and thinks about Milkit like that.

And in her hand with her sword raised high - Zach, and an arrow that flew from nowhere pierced her.

"Yes...... Huh!?

Eyes that open to amazement.

Otilier, who had crossed the limits of his health more than he had before, was now completely unconscious and collapsed due to that shock.

What she stood in was an invisible place from outside the castle.

But the arrow broke through the window into the castle, altered the crooked trajectory, and pierced its hand.

Divine sniping techniques, there's only one person who can do this.

There's only one person - Flam couldn't remember his name.

"Run away while you can!

Well, I can still remember later.

"Thank you," Flam whispered in Milkitt's ear, covering himself, holding her body as she blushed her cheeks.

Then he jumps out of the window that Saila destroyed with a mace and escapes out of the castle.

The landed flam asked Milkit in his arm.

"Where am I supposed to go from here?

From what I've heard, I don't know the Way of the King's Capital, but I want to know about the place for now.

"It's a vacant lot in the Central District."

"Why such a place?

"Because I prefer a place that is hard to read..."

"Go and you'll see!

I didn't mean to be incorrect, but believing Saila's words, the three of them headed to the Central District in her lead.

◇ ◇ ◇

"... okay, get back to where you belong"

"Ha."

When he finishes reporting to Satooki, the soldier leaves the command room.

"Red light in the king's sky, probably a signal bullet. I thought it was Linus Redianz."

"What's the signal...!

He knocked on his desk in frustration.

Soldiers and sloths around him tremble on his shoulders.

Echidna came into the room without reading the air there and without even knocking.

"Oh, the air is bad. Wow."

As always, to her swallowing, Satooki speaks out, telling her to “calm down”.

"What's up?

"The three Kimailas that made us head underground, it looks like we were losing it a while ago. Wow"

"Not long ago...... why didn't you report it right away!

"So yelled at me, how many do you think you control on your own?

"Damn... right, okay"

"The underground means that the signal bullets earlier..."

"Oh, that would be a signal that Fram Apricot's rescue is complete"

"But as always, I can't see ahead of me from there"

Indeed, Fram's rescue was successful.

Then she left the castle and stepped out to the king's capital full of Kimyra.

the walls of the castle, and the complete blockade of the castle gate has already been completed and no return can be used.

Just like when they break out of jail from Elias, nearly a thousand Kimailas start tracking them simultaneously, even if they were trying to flee the sky.

A lot of people are taking them, they won't be the same as before.

"But I don't think there's a solution. If we can capture him in the capital, we can stop him from escaping."

But it's not even enemies - why can't we just capture one person, despite the overwhelming number of advantages.

Echidna leaves the room in a slightly soggy manner with an even more irritating satooki on her ass.

The moment she opened the door, she stopped her legs with an "alas" look on her face that looked unexpected.

Satooki and Henriette, and Slough's gaze turn to you at the same time.

Standing there was the figure of Otilier borrowing the nun's shoulder.

After the battle with Flam, he was treated to a wound by a nun who accidentally wanted to pass by and was brought here.

"Sister..."

"O'Tillier, what's going on!?

In a hurry Henriette rushes over to her and hugs her body.

"Flam's, I tried to stop the escape... but I failed, I did..."

"Did you deal with Fram and Maria by yourself!? How impotent...!

"... Maria?

Satooki frowned at the neck shaking Otilier.

"Isn't it Maria Afengens who helped Fram Apricot escape?

"No, I will. Her face was wrapped around a bandage with a girl named Milkit... and a blonde girl named Saila with a mace on her back."

"No way, you're Saila Ambilen who was banished in one of Childrens cases!?

He doesn't seem to be pinned except for Satooki, a church official.

But the important thing isn't that it was Milkit and Saila who headed to the rescue.

In Maria (...) it wasn't (...), that was the biggest problem.

"What do you mean? Then what is Maria Afengens doing!?

There was a reason why he was so sure of Maria's help.

Maria is the only one who can tell Cyril about the operation.

Cyril, who was constantly exposed to the surveillance of soldiers and was not allowed to come into free contact with others.

No voice, no letter, no cryptography, that's impossible.

Satooki sees that the way to tell her that was to “tell” her.

Originally, Maria was supposed to die at the time she used the core.

But by her body adapting to the core, she survived.

I mean - at the time of her successful escape from prison, her flesh had already turned out to be something different from that of a human being.

That it has become even closer to the Origin.

Maria like that would be able to use the same force as Origin.

That's the "announcement," called telepathy.

The previous Popes and the previous kings have been brainwashed by receiving this announcement from the Origins from an early age.

This method also convinces me that Cyril, placed under strict surveillance, knew the plan.

"Hey, you got a second?

Henriette summons soldiers who were nearby.

"I want you to check the number of transfer stones in the treasure trove."

As soon as instructed, he left the command room.

"What do you mean, Henriette?"

"It wasn't Maria who helped Fram escape, which means her hands are free. So she figured out how she was helping the heroes escape."

"Well, suppose she's installing a new transfer stone outside the Wang capital...!

"Yes, even if the link with the other metastatic stones is broken, Cyril's use of the magic of return will get him out of the king's capital"

When the two of them are having an exchange of views, the soldier returns early to the treasure trove for confirmation.

He said in a panic.

"I mean one less number!

When he heard it, Satooki rattled, playing his index finger and thumbnail.

"Chi, letting Kimaira go outside the Wang capital doesn't know if I can find it now......!

"We just have to do everything we can to stop the return from being activated"

"Tell Echidna, Enough of the defense of the castle gate and walls, he says to mobilize all his power into the captivity of a hero!

One soldier leaves the room quickly and heads to Echidna.

I'm just going around the back.

"But... why, for what, the Virgin helps the heroes so much...?

Satooki also knows that Maria thinks less of Linus.

But I don't think that's why.

More like her (...), and is there any intention that we should do everything in our power to stop -

Satooki had clawed his claws over and over again at the oddity of not working and at the presence of the illegible Virgin of Intention.