Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

- Deepest inside Demon King's Castle, in the throne room.

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Uppercase Flame Color] -

- Ancient spells and bloodshed -

The flames of Benetta and the blood blades of Miranda arrived towards the great clouds as they danced.

Benetta, who moves her arm so that she handles it, and Miranda, who fingers the directivity of the blood blade released from her own body, blur at the same time.

"It looks like that for now. Looking at that Renoir cloud, it seems we need to find the Renoir inside to stop it. And -"

"- It's an abomination. I wonder if there's anything I can do without a blow from the Divine Son of Light. Well, what happens?

Benetta Cortina is the "inferior" magician.

Although there is a little difficulty in the Commander of Magic, he is a commander-oriented person who only accumulates knowledge for that matter.

Miranda D. Borca is one of the executives who devours the Demon King's Army Central, and it is the organization that is so different that Benetta and his position are similar. Therefore, he was twice as good at situational breakthrough capability.

Benetta found the art of saving Yatano in Mount Ibuki from its wisdom,

Miranda abandoned herself from that wisdom and took the means to save everyone to the pawn.

At best, it's just the difference between the Imperial College Book Mausoleum Magic Commander or the Demon Realm Underground Imperial Army Executive.

Neither of them have any spare time in the fight to win.

Naturally, it was breaking through the victory conditions at a glance at this situation.

If there was that stupid demon ghost here, you could have made her proud that Benetta noticed that Eisenhardt hadn't even noticed - there's another discount there.

Now it's just thoroughly smashing Renoir.

"I hear that the Divine Son of Light is held by your Lord's friends. Then shake off all the firepowder that comes down and see."

"Breathing" leaking out of Renoir.

Flare reels drive away the flow of clouds that can describe both mist and mud, bringing dissolution and toxins to their surroundings with their own exorcism.

Shanoar, which took a brilliant form of shelter, broke his face in self-derision.

"I didn't know you were going to be so protected. This is me."

"Only if you are a friend of the Lord"

Flair Reel smiles as he smashes mud in the rain of blood and pushes his forces back to shred.

It can be said that the name of a man named Shanoar Vie Atmosphere for Flair Valier meant something of an admiration.

A unique pattern that, like itself, once saved the Lord's predicament and, while it was, returned its favour after hundreds of years, once and still standing side by side as a friend.

I don't want to be friends in the same way, but their relationship, which still makes me feel the strength of the bond, was something I admire greatly and strongly.

An awesome magical mentor whose circumstances are similar, and who has formed a return to the Lord that Flair Reel still cannot achieve, even if he wishes.

"The name of Shanoir Vie Atmosphere has been well heard by the Lord."

"Beyond the time of two hundred years, he said he would return the favor - an unwavering friend who saved your plight"

That's why Flare Reel has this moment now.

"If I could have saved you, my family, I would have been proud of you and despised you."

shelter Shanoir in distress, and the reality that he himself is on the front line.

- I'm sincerely proud of you.

Most importantly, it cannot be said that the tone has become more polite due to over-correction by "important family members" remarks.

and.

The shock rocking the ground shook this place up.

Tingling and flared reel frowns move.

Stone floors with cracks. Swinging inner walls. The ceiling where the flapping and collapse began.

If we leave it like this, what we wait for is to bury it alive.

Then why don't we just bounce off every castle?

Flair Reel dismisses his own thoughts for a moment.

Because.

Because the more you can afford to do that, the less sweet the running of the demons that attack you.

Still poor. Every Shanor behind him was crushed and punished.

A situation where you have to bet everything on Benetta and Miranda, who are supposed to break the blockage, and Crain and Tetsu.

But to Flair Reel, they are not as trustworthy as Shanoar Vie Atmosphere, nor are they the kind of relationships that entrust their backs.

With a sinister face, I devise my own measures to break the situation.

But difficult.

The flare reel is a mid-range rear guard. I can't be more or less than that.

There are no massive means of attack, nor is there a super powerful blow.

The only superior is the Bloodsucking Empress's unique ability to carry on the battle, but it doesn't make sense if it's suppressed with quantity.

Sten would barely penetrate his voice, twist everything down and smile back.

That fox, which is unpleasant, holds together a versatile means by means of a massive flame.

Zako scattering, which I specialize in myself, is of no use now.

"Flare reel, honey"

"What is it, uncle?"

Break only consciousness into the man behind it a little.

Vision has already been filled with Renoir's "breath," a situation that I can't help but notice for a moment.

other with distractions, etc.

Such as a magician who can see such a monster in front of him, that would be the full Shanoar Vie Atmosphere - or the first seat of the Commander of Magic, and then the adventurer of the Five Heroes (Braver) Aleia von Galusia.

One was depleted of magic vegetables, and one could not leave the empire, when he was already dead to the one who remained.

Compare yourself to the highest people in the world and you won't be able to cut it, but don't forget.

This is a battle to save the world.

"Thank you. Good luck, thank you"

"Hey!?

Flirting, and standing up, Shanor put his strength into his hands as it was.

Moments, dozens of magical circles unfold behind him.

"You must know how you feel!?

"That's why I thanked you for taking your time off. I am!

unsavory, Flair Reel instantly understood.

A Magic Circle is like an "egg" if you say so. The moment a demon guide is released from the demon guide circle, it is the same as hatching. I mean, that's where they take the magic vegetables quietly.

We must not let that magic guide go now. Flare reels understood instinctively.

"I won't, uncle. If you do that, you will."

"- It's okay. I've lived long enough, this me!

"Don't be silly!!

Shanoar Vie Atmosphere is.

I guess I still feel like I'm responsible for the man in front of me - Renoir Vie Atmosphere, who is also my own son.

I don't understand that pressure on the flare reel, and I don't understand its spirit.

But I also know that such flared reels have worked so hard.

So scream. Stop.

If you die here.

"... why don't you try acting like me that you respect this time?"

"I can't face the Lord!!!

"Ha. I couldn't have expected much power before this castle collapsed."

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Saturation of Mercy to the Earth] -

What happened? I couldn't understand the flare reel for a moment.

The ceiling, which was about to collapse by Renoir's "breathing,"

The inner wall, which was about to break in the death struggle between the Demon King's Army and Miranda,

Demon King and Tetsu, the cobblestone that had fallen in Crain's duel,

And the facial wounds gathered here heal from one end.

Plus.

"Gwwwwwww!!!

For the first time, Renoir's groan echoed between these thrones.

Benetta's tweezers burst like they were bounced.

"Vocal cord detection, human body - can't be identified, but it looks like they found the core. Nice!

"I hope they found it. - It's so depressing to wander in the clouds."

Upper layers of clouds protruded with Miranda's blood blade concentrated. But Miranda's expression remains cloudy.

"But it seems like you could have just discovered it. I was hoping there would be some reaction at all - how come it doesn't look like I've done it before!? Yatano!!"

"So you're saying it's because you couldn't expect a lot of damage. My powers are very user-friendly."

"... sounds like you should take that mud in again"

"That's an uninteresting joke!

Benetta points to mud dripping from the Renoir clouds with a buzzing look.

The feeling is irrelevant.

Benetta and Miranda have been the ones who have been desperate to wield the magic to locate Renoir. Deal as much damage as you can and interfere with Renoir's spell chanting. That was the winner of this battle.

It's only natural that you want to tell Yatano, "Do it fast".

But Yatano and I didn't like it and keep quiet.

If Yatano wants to launch an attack on Renoir now, he has to let his opponent have some freedom first.

Returns all attacks launched by the opponent himself to the opponent, healing them simultaneously.

That is [the saturation of the merciful love that blesses the earth], and nothing more or less.

By the way, when Sten heard about it, he said, "Uh, yes, you're a weaker boss when you're on his side," and was beaten by a pompous Yatano.

"... Phew. So you don't have to try to die yourself, mentor Shanoar."

- The common denominator between Shanoar Vie Atmosphere and Yatano Hussou Arkrait is an "unspeakable scripture".

The two of us, human beings but living forever, stand here experiencing so many break-ups.

"I'm not going to rush to death. Still, there will be something called responsibility. In that sense, even against you."

A definite fatherhood in Shanoar's eyes looking at Yatano.

The regret of not being able to stop Renoir Vie Atmosphere's assault and the colour of the apology are seeping in.

"If it is the battle that presupposes death that can break this situation, let us gladly lay down our lives. I am."

"You..."

Yatano Hussou Arklite recalls his life.

Lots of things happened. Betrayed, betrayed.

But at the end of the day, that stupid demon saved me.

Her heart that she doesn't want to waste that thought is rooted in her.

So Shanoar's. That thought of a friend of Sten's is not something I can roughly look at.

No, but...

"Well, fortunately, there's another plane. I am."

"Another plane!?

"Ha ha! It's so easy to part with death! I haven't even seen my daughters wedding yet, this me!!

Residual machines, etc. Yatano was stunned as to which first seat.

"And I believe you. No matter what happens."

Standing up with a hem, Shanoar closed his eyes realizing the definite magic that lay in this hand.

The wound healed. He also returned to strength. But I won't even go back to magic.

Only a few things remain unchanged.

But we can still fight.

Even if I let go of this decaying magic guide. I'm sure he'll be fine.

Laugh and I'll see you again. I believe so.

- I can't believe another plane, even if it's a lie.

"... go back to sleep for a while"

"Yatano?

Yes, Yatano, who walked out before Shanoir, was relative to Renoir of the Great Cloud, hanging himself [the saturation of the mercy of the earth].

"Though I don't accumulate as much knowledge as the subordinate magic conductor. I know as much as another plane, some sort of magic guide, can't be legitimate. For a while now, I will not be able to unleash the magical guidance of great power, and let's just say it will be at best."

"Yatano! I mean..."

Close the umbrella.

Shanoir's call, roughly guessing what he would do, also thrust back with a flashy smile.

"Because even it's just a recovery, it's not legitimate. Don't think it's okay if you're resuscitated."

The opponent in line is a flared reel.

She sees Yatano properly. But she unleashes her own blood rain guide without saying anything.

I've got nothing to say. Half, half I can't afford to say anything.

Renoir's "breathing" is powerful.

The flare reel alone suppresses the front line so much that it can no longer be described as a miracle.

Supporting her spirit is just having a friend of the Lord behind her and.

Only one word said to the Lord: 'Do something like me'.

For Flair Reel, the Lord is the name of the Savior and absolute master.

The battle against a world challenged with a chest stretched, entrusted with such great responsibility against him.

I knew spitting blood reflexes would immerse me in the fight, and that will come from her now.

So Yatano only has one word.

"... in Mount Ibuki, sorry"

In the end, what I was trying to tell you.

It was myself who made the mountain a mess that day.

Must have had a lot of company in that place. It doesn't matter if it's heterogeneous or not. In retrospect of her will to protect that mountain and its robust posture, it's a pointless story to pry into, for example, why the bloodsucking empress was in the mountain of demons.

So now.

That's all I said, Yatano got out one step ahead of her.

"Hey, what..."

A flared reel that opened its eyes to surprise, but can't afford to chase it to Yatano.

Teasing, and wasting teeth, Yatano jumped lightly, too.

Renoir cloud, in the middle of it.

"Hey Yatano!? Nothing. I didn't really say put it in the mud!?

Intense severe pain that dissolves the whole body.

With so much power, the damage would be considerable.

[Saturation of the merciful love that blesses the earth]

"I don't know if she's... willing to look for nukes on her own?

Miranda, who is supposed to feature sleeping eyes, opens her eyes and squeals.

Where the blood blade or Benetta flames are damaging me, the pain is also relatively dull.

[Saturation of the merciful love that blesses the earth]

"Mr. Yatano!! What are you so impotent about!!

Ludius, who had only been able to pay mud with a great sword from a distance, shouted unexpectedly at her behavior like a mass of self-sacrifice.

Not really, it wasn't something to show the young kids, Yatano mocked himself.

[Saturation of the merciful love that blesses the earth]

"Hey, really, let's stop it!! Somebody stop him!!

"... Harna, recovery is pointless, rather meaningless"

"But!!

Crying harna and calm justa to contain it.

Oh, if you think the pain is a little relieved, did that girl point the cure at you? I was happy without it.

[Saturation of the merciful love that blesses the earth]

"Third seat!! Is that meant to make amends!! Or do you feel responsible!? - Either way! Stop!! It's an act of trampling our efforts that day, it is!!

A roaring grindle. A white sphere came to Yatano and seems to be trying to contain the damage done to her.

This is both atonement and responsibility. Most importantly, if you don't, it won't help.

[Saturation of the merciful love that blesses the earth]

- I found it.

Only Yatano's umbrella remains intact.

Her repeated phenomenon of divine erosion (phase skills) did seem to have damaged Renoir as well. Even if it was insignificant, it would be enough to connect and stop the moment.

Grasp the nucleus of Renoir, which is only as big as a fist.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

[Saturation of the merciful love that blesses the earth]

"Ya, Tano. Yatano, yatano, yatano, yatano!! '

"It's ironic."

In the clouds, roughly with glass particles drifting all the time. One breath hurts your body.

Talking is only inherently painful, but still.

"I will put my guidance in the hand of salvation. I've lived hoping so."

Holding it in its hands is the core of disaster.

That hand, sworn to create a human bond with the Devil Nation, is now lusting to kill exactly one human being.

"But with something strange. As in the time of Talos V, I could not help myself."

'Ya, ya wo......!!

"I can't help but want to kill you with this hand."

The laugh.

That Yatano smile.

Even Renoir, transformed into a cloud, has a furiously chilly look.

In too much fear Renoir killed his own demon guide in the face of Yatano.

Yatano is defenseless now. Just let the magic guide go and I'll hit you. Argamo shooting is also a good place.

The magic guide who let her go before she was killed. But.

[Saturation of the merciful love that blesses the earth]

All of that is struck down and returned to Renoir himself.

'Not yet, and a little more...!!

"Is it the coming of evil gods? Really?"

That's all Yatano's guide is. Simply return the damage you have taken to the target as it is.

That's all Yatano thinks. Return the intention of destroying the descent of the evil god you were about to be sacrificed.

"- We've known each other a long time."

Renoir's Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) disappeared in all of its splits.

Only this Renoir is left.

The last of them was also sacrificed by the power of the Demon King for the coming of evil gods.

Then, if you can put a stop to it before it achieves descent.

Attribute everything to blisters.

"Goodbye, Renoir"

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Saturation of Mercy to the Earth] -

"GOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Screaming of the Terminator.

At the same time, Yatano jumped out of the clouds to be ejected.

"Eh."

"Oh, well, I won't. Don't do anything stupid, just move. Come on."

I could hold him at some point.

If you look at Renoir in a hurry.

"and oohhhhhh!!

Crain. Crain Farbnil.

A flash of his unleashed stick wore Renoir's nucleus beautifully.

"is AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

Parin, and the sound of something getting started.

At the same time, strong winds.

Tetsu rang his boot and landed lightly, waving the hammer gently.

"Geez."

"Ugh!?

Though the storm had a poisonous hue mixed with the colour of Renoir clouds, blue and purple - there was no injury in the face that was about to be swallowed.

From between the thrones, as if nothing had happened, the clouds of Renoir had disappeared.

"... Ouch?

The horrible squealer was Harna.

Here's the "whoa! I feel relieved if my voice is going to pour."

But there is no such thing, and peace descends between the thrones.

"... Yep. You're done."

Hehe, and Tetsu and Shanoar poked little behind his back at Yatano, who happily suppressed his mouth with shakers.

"Wanna?"

"There he is, then he won't. What are you so lame about?"

"Totally. If you're my daughter, I'm just teasing you a sermon. You don't have to be me!

Sacrifice yourself, etc! But I wouldn't have been able to defeat him if I hadn't done that, because, by the way, I wish Yatano's power had been healing.

From Benetta and Miranda, it was a story that made me think, "Wow, that's the reason for the mighty, ah," but Teng himself, who is being preached, listened to the two of them with an out-of-the-box look, even though he nodded and tipped his little neck for a while.

"... Yes. No more."

Yes, I lowered my head honestly.

The poisoned Shanor and Tetsu face each other.

Tetsu has long been well acquainted with the head of this seditious force called Yatano, and I find it strange that people like him who have lived this far by taking in scriptures that he doesn't even speak of to Shanoar have been so honest.

But this is sort of natural.

"I can't believe I'm getting a sermon about taking care of my life. But it's okay. There's no more reason for me to be impotent than to defeat Renoir."

Yes, I laughed frankly.

"Flare Reel!!

"Shit."

Meanwhile, around that time.

After a job, a noisy woman rushed over to me under a flared reel immersed in sentiment, saying, "Now have you fulfilled your orders?"

"Thanks!! Thanks so much, so much!!

"There is no reason to be powerful in the absence of the Lord, so thank you."

, and smiles with his nose and turns that way.

But Harna went around losing,

"Thanks!!

and gave a blooming grin of hua.

"You really..."

"I'm so grateful! Thanks for your help! I'm glad you're safe, Mr. Shanoar!

"... yes"

Shanoir was safe. That's because I did take refuge.

But Harna told me that, and there's finally something that kind of twitches in the back of my mind.

I don't know that name yet. The flowers I saw on the side of the road were beautiful, but I don't know the name, like that.

But this warmth must have been given by the Lord's command.

"Thank you, Lord. Your flare..."

One man jumped into this place to block such a flare-reel statement of confidence.

It's a nice, big figure oak.

The man opened his mouth as something and everyone on the spot turned to him.

"- The Demon Realm 6th, sucks!!!!! Ask for backup!!!

You defeated Renoir! ▼