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"Crusade? What are you talking about? Then it's like I'm some kind of demon or something."

"… are you aware of what you look like right now?

Filia asks Gran with a sitting eye, under the circumstance of everyone on the spot ignoring Alice, who summons Gaagaa while being captured by Gran's giant.

The Knights Commander, who became a monster as if he didn't understand how his body would look without prejudice, or whether he understood it again, or whether he had bound human hands and feet, proudly put up the Righteous Sword of the Trainer (Dinesleif) on his right hand.

"It would be natural. Look, give me the pulse of this powerful arm! This is exactly the most powerful force in the world! Nothing more as Alice's knight!

"Ha!? What are you talking about!? Please help me!! Didn't you hear the Empire Queen's order!?

"I can no longer beat little girls like you or Shirley! The Golden Witch that the Empire kept haunting my head is not even my enemy! I use this power to make love and fame get everything!!

I haven't even received Alice's cry. Staring at the ugly giant arm with deep, cloudy eyes as if all sorts of emotions had mixed in, and Grand immersed in joy seemed so insane, Philia sent a merciful gaze through her disgrace.

I am completely drunk on my own power. And objectively you seem to be in the earliest state of being unable to identify what you look like and what spirituality you are leading up to. Even though he's crazy, there's just a part of reason that still works, and now he's far more vicious and ugly than a demon.

"What are you talking about!? I am a flourishing Empire Queen!? If I tell you to help me, help me! You scum!!

And Alice, who can still scream that much under this circumstance, is also off track in a way. It can be said that it is only imperative, but if it is taken in by the body of a man who has become a monster by the force of incompetence, a normal lady would almost be unable to open her mouth properly due to fear.

…………

Before the two too ugly in a separate sense, Lumigliana sends her gaze to Philia with only one eye. Filia, who received that gaze, nodded one and slowly retreated to approach the safety zone.

"You've been in my way for a long time! You're blocking my martial arts tournament winning streak!... but that's it too! I'll kill you here now and win the martial arts tournament from this year on!

Gran, who believes even in such a way that he can still be in the tournament and so on, waves his boneless sword sideways as he makes his right arm look like a whip.

A sword muscle that cannot be imitated by humans in the end. While the centrifugal force tore the furniture and walls through which the blade passed, Lumigliana put the blade of the monster, which the two of them had gathered together and tried to break both torso, against the side of the blade of the Five Commandments (Clarents), composed of the magic of the local attributes, and received it towards the ceiling.

"Gu...... gu!?

I guess I'm breaking through the attic. Never miss the overly large gap that got caught and stopped coming out, and Lumigliana waves the treasure sword four times at a speed that is not even in her eyes.

With water, with wind, with flames, the ultra-fine sword flashes composed of thunder fly towards the limbs of the Gran. It was not a double-break because of the tough and complex muscle fibers constructed by binding hands and feet, but each flying slash mutilated the alien knight's hands and legs to half.

"Gahhhhhhhhhhh!? Yikes, it hurts no no!?

In addition, the slashing of flames and electric shocks has given an additional attack of burning heat and electric shock. Approaching Gran, who was bored by the pain of being burned while the meat was cut, he tried first from Alice's rescue, but to the pressure he felt unexpectedly, Lumigliana jumped to the right as she hurried to roll onto the floor.

At that next moment, the whole mansion will run shaky shocks and the floor will be crushed. Gran pulled his sword out of the ceiling and made a big hole in the floorboard.

"Princess!

"It's okay! Because I have a crush on junctional magic too! Focus on the enemy in front of you!

When Lumigliana turns her consciousness to her master in a violent manner, as if dealing with a large demon, she senses Filia slowly retreating, covering all directions with a blue barrier.

In the position of princess, Philia, always surrounded by escorts, but likewise often targeted by assassins, she is a specialty in the magic of the junction and healing. Anyway, you survive well, and if you don't participate directly in the fight, you can escape most of your opponents intact.

"Ha... ha... ha! The slashed arm is already back! After all, my powers are ultimately invincible. Ah!

Is it a force similar to the physical regeneration and restoration capabilities that some demons in the Dragon King class possess? I've already wielded a bunch of ugly arms with no scars. The walls were blown up from shelf to shelf, and the princess knight, dodged by yielding that blow, whose ceiling tilted, instantly stuffed the time in front of the strip of legs, breaking Grant's skull.

"Gyahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?

"No, no, no! It's dirty! My dress is not bloodstained!

Blood dripping like a waterfall pours down into Alice's brain weather fused to her torso. Starting with the semiimmortal (Immortal), he double-broke his brain, a weakness of an organism called the monster of immortality and endurance, but surprisingly, countless small hands stretched out of the cross section and section to glue his split head in two.

"Look! This regenerative power that won't even freak you out if you get hit in the head! There is nowhere else in the world that can defeat me!!

Now pull your right arm as if you were going to shoot a bow, a poke stepping forward. Drawing a twirling trajectory as if a snake were about to strike, it deviates greatly from the common sense of the poke of no longer attacking a point directly in front of it, and rolls out from the diagonal down towards the head.

(annoying............!

Lumigliana, whose chest was slightly torn in her clothes as she leaned back and avoided her body, pounds her tongue with her heart. The same is true of the rigidity that cannot be reached by humans, but the elongated yet unpredictable sword muscle is also extremely troublesome as if it had no bones.

Physical restoration ability that deviates from the normal orbit, which in addition even regenerates the head. That is no longer so close to the magic itself that, under conditions, constantly exerts its power.

(So you should smash it............!

Then where is the central ceremony? It's in the Eighty-Nine, Dinesleif. Even in the stories of earlier generations of Marquis Wolfus, their ancestors have won by playing Dinesleif out of the hands of the prince.

However, the sword at the heart is integrated with the right hand, which became polar with its arms tied to its arms. Then it's quicker to destroy the sword itself.

Fortunately, I know how to slash iron. On track to spot his right arm swinging disastrously, Lumigliana shook Clarent's blade down to Dinesleif's sword body.

"Wha......!?

But it was Clarent who got the crack in. A sword that won't easily crack even in a meeting with Orihalcon will become useless in just one go. Lumigliana dodged as if jumping on her attacking left hand and began analyzing it as she rebuilt her sword body.

(Both Orihalcon and Hihiirokane respond differently......! Are you saying this is a sword with more hardness than that!?

Then the identity is limited. The toughest material of all ore, including demon ore. Lumigliana, a swordsman, has heard the name.

"Adamantite's Sword............! So it's impossible to destroy it."

Some dwarves use special ritual witchcraft to process and forge, but that means no scratches and no deformation in normal combat or fire escape. The only downside is the small amount of surgical formula that can be enchanted, but that's not a problem if you specialize in it like Dinesleif.

"It's useless to try to break it. Ah!! My sword is unbreakable! And with new powers, my moves are the most powerful and supreme. Ugh!!

I have to admit that the tactics have become even more limited, although it is not just a move or anything that happened when I wielded the arms of the monstrous powers that are borrowed (...) without darkness.

It is no longer faster than the rate at which the grain regenerates, and the only way to do so is to scrape off the chunks of meat that cover the patterned part of the dyne slaife. Identify the trajectory of the arm that will swing as if it were violent and crazy.

"What's up, what's up!? Wonder if you have any hands or feet on this power of mine!?

Gran, who looks heavenly when he sees Lumigliana attacking him, wields his arms even harder and occasionally even releases a kick of his own stretch orbit. It's no longer the way knights and swordsmen fight, it's the way demons fight.

Disadvantaged in compatibility. The fact is that everything is a difficult enemy over Lumigliana, with strength, endurance and speed. At first glance, it would look like a lady knight being cornered.

"……… Shh!

But there's no rush in her heart. Young geniuses who engage in a distant move of taking predictive evasive action by continuing to trace the target's thought circuit to an attack that is difficult to identify with their eyes avoid endless attacks without difficulty.

"Grrr!?

On the contrary, it's enough to even make an attack on the face to sew between them and create a gap. In contrast to Lumigliana, a rush arises for Gran's mood, which he was so chronically concerned about earlier.

Attacks on faces aimed at dizziness and fright. A right arm that is restored immediately, but gradually becomes more sharpened. One blow shredded Gran's self-esteem, and at last he pulled in his spare look and screamed out loud.

"Why?!? Why, why, why, why!? I've got the ultimate power!? How come you can't easily kill one little girl!? Why am I being attacked all the time?

This was not the kind of battle I had in mind. He even overwhelms the target, slaps him, makes him beg forgiveness, and then twists him to death. Though healing, it could never have been such a one-sided attack.

Why are you being singled out for this? Why doesn't my sword even plunder on Lumigliana? Why, why, playing Gran's rigid arms and disfiguring as if he were a child, in front of a reality that doesn't go as far as he wants, even though he's got the best power.

"Wow!?

"Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh!?

Alice, the comrades screamed and the gran rolled to the floor trembles in humiliation. If, once again, Lumigliana is using her cowardly hands, desperately protecting her self-esteem by letting her thoughts escape reality, Princess Sword tells her pale as she quietly looks down.

"Why? It's settled, isn't it? I can't talk about how much power I've wielded from others, if my users are weak."

"... Weak? You think I'm weak!?

It overwhelmingly surpasses Lumigliana in strength and speed. He was affirmed to be weak despite it. That's also for the little girl who's been holding the complex. Gran remembered the anger his brain was about to boil, but he had to push silence with the next word.

"A monotonous move that lacks sophistication due to all its power and demonic moves... and a series of fights without thought as if you wouldn't even read this one. I've been obsessed with Her Royal Highness for years, neglecting my workouts. Now you are weaker than the knights of New America in a way."

"What, uhhhhhh!?

It was a fact. Ever since Alice was able to fall in love, she has hardly ever left it to her sword talent to train herself. Lumigliana goes on to recruit Gran, who will not be able to say anything to her daughter more than once.

"You said you were a knight, but you don't look very much like me. Chivalry is the way to die in defense… It is the duty of the knight (Knight) to shield his body and soul for the lord who has guided the knight so far and continues to defend his path. Do you have it? I give my life like that, but I have something to protect."

"Oh, I……! I am for Alice……!

"I don't know, you're just using your powers for your own desires, aren't you? I'm not saying that's bad, but it's out of the question to name a knight while harming his lord. Besides, the thoughts put on the force are mild... so you are now weaker than the new American knights who, in a sense, humbly pile up."

Ever since I met Alice... No, Gran couldn't disagree with me since I met a swordsman who seemed to deny everything about herself: Shirley, whose way of being a knight kept bluffing.

As long as you have the power, fame and Alice will get everything. Though he assumed that he had gained strength at the expense of the people to protect, even though he was obliged to, it was Gran who was rolling on the floor because he was shown the difference in skill.

Still, I can't admit Gran, who doesn't have any chilling thoughts left already. All I do is throw a bump and a curse at the floor, mocking my previous grid at the girl's cunt, the younger cunt, the genius cunt.

"At least if you have something to protect, like Lord Shirley... no, there's no plug to talk about right now. You're done here, Grand Wolfus!

Gran is haughtily noticed by the words. Yes, it wasn't until Shirley showed up that my path went in a strange direction. I mean, Shirley is the culprit of it all. It must all be Shirley's plot to be unilaterally slapped down by Lumigliana right now, or Alice making herself curse! It's not just abusing Alice eleven years ago, it's a hell of a woman to curse me!

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

"Huh!?

The next moment I really thought of it that way, I assembled the skeleton with three arms from Gran's back, and a pair of giant wings made up of a dermal membrane grew. With the whirlwind winding with the wings, he breaks through the glass from his back and goes outside.

I can get away with this. So intuitive, Lumigliana attempts to jump higher than Gran and slap him down, but a strange demon, created from Gran's entire body, as if it had bound a person's hands and feet, is created at a time to stop Princess Sword.

Gran's... family of a demon sword named Dinesleif. Looking down at Lumigliana crashing to the ground, obstructed by as many as ten demons, Gran turned his gaze toward the kingdom and then flew away to row the wind with his ugly design wings.