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Tsukuba, who fatally wounded Ira, tries to stab a stop - trying to stab her sword in Ira's chest to suck more blood.

But the protruding blade swung empty, and Ira wasn't there already.

Tsukuba is wandering his gaze around looking for Ira. He shouldn't have even recognized that I moved.

"Hey, hold on tight"

I carry Ira to the side of my brother, who was watching the battle in a remote place, calling him not to let go of consciousness, but he was still dying just because of a slight fine reaction.

"I... haven't..."

I get frustrated when I hear those words.

Not against Ira, who couldn't win, not against the slaughter. To myself.

If we knew more about the awesomeness of Tsukuba's ability to regenerate, or if we were vigilant, Ira would never have been like this, and we could have attacked both of us.

But I let Ira fight alone prioritizing the circumstances that she would have.

Ira, who is mortally wounded, but there is still a way to save her.

"Labyrinth Magic: Crate (Treasure Box)"

A magic formation appears on the ground and a treasure chest appears in the centre.

Imagine the contents of the crate so that you can get a potion that can heal Ira's wounds.

But I waited there, but it takes a while.

"You know what I mean? If you take out a level potion that can heal her wounds, you'll have enough magic this month."

This month, there was less magic saved in the labyrinth by handing Sylvia all sorts of gear.

But even if you hesitate, you can't help Ira.

Stick your hand inside the chest and remove the potion bottle.

"After hanging this on Ira's wound, let her drink it on her mouth"

"Okay."

That should heal the wound.

When I leave Ira's treatment to my brother, I turn to Tsukuba, who is approaching me to kill him completely, and kick Tsukuba in the ass. Tsukuba burst into my direction. He was blown behind him with his posture, and he finally stopped by bursting into the trash bin placed in the alley while bouncing the ground over and over. I guess that wound will heal soon too.

Looking at Ira, the blood-swet clothes remain intact, but the flank and chest wounds should have been blocked while raising smoke due to the potion, and the gut damaged by the ingestion should have also been repaired.

"Brother, please take that child home!

"Don't you have to be in a hospital?

If you can't apply your hand with the potion you just gave me, the doctor can't help it. Then I'll have to use my powers as a labyrinth lord to keep her alive.

Then it's better to have a house where you can hide the situation.

"What are you gonna do?

"I'll break my heart if he comes after me."

"... do it right."

As my brother rushes out, Tsukuba comes out of the trash.

"Mate."

"No, you have to go with me."

……

Tsukuba is surprised, but he doesn't mind kicking it and blowing it higher than the building. Tsukuba was rising high in the bright night sky of the moon.

You heard the noise when you jumped up to the same height without worrying about such an emotional sight. I see some figures running down the alley. At the stage of Ira's rush, she was forced to plant a labyrinth-operated 'path-guidance' trap around her to prevent any more people from coming. This made the alley we entered a natural maze, which made it hard to reach below us.

"G......"

Tsukuba groans as he regenerates his crushed ribs when he is kicked away.

"Blow it up."

Keep it up and kick it back into the vacant land on the West End before it's completely over.

Soil smoke rises by being slapped to the ground. I'm slowly going down to the place, too.

Tsukuba stands up and stares at me right in front of him.

"Waste da. What kind of attack do you want, Tomo? Killing me is deadbeat."

"Right. It doesn't make sense how much they play where they hurt you."

"Soudalow"

"But the Devil's Sword is different."

……

I am surprised at Tsukuba's lack of expression.

No, is the Devil's Sword frightened in this case?

"The infinite regeneration that the Devil's Sword has is an absolute power that promises the user to regenerate even from death, but it doesn't extend to the Devil's Sword itself"

"Yes Ga, this sword is not an easy substitute to destroy Zo"

"Not really."

Spread your hands to the left or right and a sphere of flame appears to cover your hands.

"That ha......"

"The most powerful level of flame magic used by Level 500 demons - Ignisflame. This flame can melt the Devil's Sword (...)"

Though easier than defeating an owner with infinite playability, the Demon Sword has the hardness it deserves to be rated rank S. I don't even know if it's possible to fold in a half-breed attack. Then surely I chose to melt it by the strongest flame I could use.

Too conspicuous magic in the city at night, but chose a magic that was easy to understand and powerful.

"I'm just worried about maneuverability because I keep my power down to critical because I use it all over the city. So don't complain about melting yourself, not your sword."

If it really melts, I guess it plays right away.

So I can shoot without hesitation.

Throw the sphere of flame toward Tsukuba. but suddenly Gakun and I fall to the ground in front of Tsukuba.

The moment it crashes into the ground, an explosion occurs and the fever burns his body to the nearby tsubaki. All I could see in my sight was the moment I was swallowed up in the flames.

Even so, I suppressed it to nearly 1% of the power available in the labyrinth. Is this all the power? That's the magic used by demons with substandard levels.

"Well, I guess this is it"

When the explosion stopped, the flames went out and you could see where the Tsukuba was, but nothing was left there. It was not melted without a trace by the explosion, but it was running and running away as it continued to regenerate while suffering burns.

Tsukuba also chose to escape first because he felt a sense of crisis when it really melted in front of my flames. But that's fine.

I had no intention of defeating Tsukuba from the start.

From the moment I saw Ira's eyes, the role of defeating Tsukuba was to give way to her.

Anxiety about manipulation is also a lie. I could have hit the Devil's Sword and melted it if I felt like it. However, Tsukuba, who assumed that he was anxious about manipulation, gave priority to escaping to this gap, assuming that it was a coincidence that he had come off.

Anyway, I'm worried about Ira, who let him get away.

I hope the potion is working and my body is recovering...... In the meantime, when I repair the ground that has dissolved in Ignisflame with dirt magic, I decide to hurry home, too.

"Your husband!

Sylvia popped into my chest when I got home.

Those eyes are wet with tears.

"What's up?

"Mr. Ira..."

Wipe your tears and you will be taken to the place where you are putting Ira to sleep.

It was an empty room. The room had been cleaned by Olivia's hands from day to day, so the bed was also placed so that it could be used as a room, and the sheets laid down were as beautiful as new, should be.

It should be, because it was stained red by the blood of the sleeping Ira.

"Bad. You got an open wound while you were running, you bled badly."

My brother, who carried me this far, apologizes, but it's not my brother's fault if I'm wrong.

"Your husband. Can't you help me somehow? I'll do anything you need."

"Are you sure? Ira just met her once."

"Still. I consider Mr. Ira my friend. Do you need a reason to help your friends?

When I looked in the room, Olivia, who was on Ira's side, was also looking at me to agree with my daughter's opinion. My brother was about to ask me to help a strange girl.

However, even for me, labyrinth magic is not good for recovery, so I can only think of about one way to do this, more than I can prepare the potion I used earlier.

"Excuse me. Will Mr. Olivia and her brother leave?

"You have some way. Okay."

I'll check with Sylvia again when I confirm that Mr. Olivia and his brother have left the room.

No, I don't need to get confirmation from Sylvia, my family.

But my mood felt as if my cheating husband was desperately excusing himself to his wife. That's not the relationship.

"I'll check with Ira, but you have nothing to complain about."

…… Yes, please help Mr. Ira. "

I don't seem to quite understand, but I got your word for it.

Closer to Isla's sleeping bed, she bleeds past and sees her bloody lost face. This is like saving lives. There's nothing wrong with that.

"So how do you help?

"- It's a family contract."