Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

"If you ask me that Braulement is dead... Sten seems to have achieved his goal, above all."

The voice, its appearance, its existence. If you say so, it was the return of the devil.

It showed up around the time I forgot, and I have no idea if I'm right about the right or wrong words, and it doesn't change anything from what I understand.

If I were to linguize only one of these situations, it would have been nothing but "worst".

A small shadow nestled alone in the dark wilderness.

Crain was terrified by its presence, which was probably lower in length than Harna's, by no means.

Crain Farbnil is the Divine Son of Light.

That is why it is incumbent upon us to confront this sort of darkened righteousness. However, in the present situation where I can see that in addition to full creativity, there is clearly a difference in power, I couldn't see enough to say that I could be exposed to just one machete by the girl in front of me.

A shadow fell between Za, and Crain and the girl.

Rather than that, one young man stands up as if to block the girl from Crain.

His big back sealed his sight as he moaned his black hair.

The intent is irrevocably clear.

That's why Crain took his breath.

"... hey, Mr. Veroche. How are you? I managed to achieve my goal, too, but I'm totally sorry I seem to be interrupting Mr. Veroche."

Demon Ghost Sten.

I knew he was in the south of Eden. I also thought he might notice the noise in the name of this war.

It was only earlier that he appeared, at a time when he was filled with the fullness of having put the braulement down with this hand.

That's why I could be proud. Last time, he said he was able to successfully reverse his opponents who had just been protected after researching and analyzing them. I never had to say everything that far, but Sten seemed happy to have guessed something.

Keep that emotion, one question I threw at you. Faster than getting an answer to that, it was a disaster that showed up.

Veroche Vie Atmosphere.

of the Demon King's Army, mentor.

Even though Sten spoke in mild language, it was something Crain could tell as much as his mouth was tight.

"Oh, that's all right - Either way, I knew this expedition would fail when the wheels didn't come - More than that, I'm happy to see one fewer Four Heavenly Kings out of the way -... the rest is that I'm here because of it. As much as the Divine Son of Light wants to turn it off."

"Let's wait, let's wait, Mr. Veroche. See, here's the thing, peacefully, huh?

"Rejected -. If you don't let me do that, it will involve mentoring the Demon King's army, so it's depressing from the top if I don't kill him."

Why try to kill the Divine Son of Light? I have a number of answers that come to mind, but is it my fault that I feel weak about any of them?

Even if it is exposed that we are about to crusade the Demon King's Army, the difference in power is historic.

If it's about crusading the glufeil of power, it's not as weak as hearing how it treats Braulement.

I also thought you meant the two keys you would have if you were, but if you were, you'd say it's because you're the holder of the key, not the godson of light.

I don't know.

If you want to kill because all of that is combined, then... why does Sten shelter himself? Maybe I have something I don't even know about. There was so much to include in the interaction between Sten and Veroche that it even made me think that.

So.

"Will you be the other person -?... demon ghost with godlineage"

"... Ha ha"

For our own sake, we don't know the true purpose of a demon ghost confronting a mentor with such strength as a joke. The Divine Son of Light defeats the Demon King, now absurd. If he believes in such a goal.

Where the hell is the basis for this?

On the great axe carried on his back, his right hand is extended.

Let's fight, this man.

Even in the streets without a carriage, he was hesitant to deal with a mentor. Now he's trying to fight. To shelter Crain and Lyudius, not himself.

What makes you do that?

What will you do and try to protect me like this?

Hilariously, his golden eyes looked at Crain.

Crain and Ludius in his eyes are pitiful figures who fell to the ground without power.

Seeing those two, Sten narrows his eyes and somewhere gently raises his mouth angle.

"You guys are gonna be tough."

"... Sten,?

"What to do... I'm going to... Sten..."

"No, there's no point in me getting hit if you guys stay here after I get hit. So good luck getting away with it, huh?

They said that abruptly.

My mouth doesn't open properly in situations where I've been pushed by magic. Still, there remained only the power to question its intentions. No, if you listen to what Sten has to say now, you'll have to listen back. No one said that.

That's why you squeeze a throat that's about to crumble and you throw up words.

"... hey...!!

"I don't care. I don't care. Don't even look at me like that. He said he wouldn't be killed. Because he's nice to me.... Yeah, maybe, I'm sure, meow meow. But you guys get killed. That's why it hurts me too. Huh?"

"Sten, Ms............!!

Wait.

You can't make me do that.

I can't get around to it. Even though fatigue says you can't even remember to breathe, the dark magic that erupts from that girl on it devours, crushes, and crushes your aura, the divine son of light. That's irresistibly painful and the words don't come out well.

"Give me your chest, Mr. Veroche."

"... do you do it? It's not like that. It's quick."

The big axe was pulled out.

At the same time, an even mightier hegemony erupts from the frontal Veroche.

"Well, you see, you made me decide faster. Grown Sten"

"... I think strength, proportionally, is great, too. Yikes?

Contingency.

Crain was still stuck.

But signs of moving next door. It's Ludius.

What is he going to do? That stuff, I just looked up, and I just looked him in the eye and I knew. I'm going to step up. To create a gap, even if it is only thought to be about rice grains, but still only for a moment.

But.

At the next moment, the air released by Sten, who stands in front, changes.

"Oh, that's it. Wow. Suppose I had to eat something that didn't taste good. It would be better if you ate them together less often."

"What?"

He says so quickly, or he switches the big axe to his left.

Veroche stands when he senses something is going to happen.

Crain and Ludius' hair swept into the wind pressure of the axe, which was well momentum. Sand and dust strike, gazing unexpectedly. and.

"Well, try your best to get away with it"

"Ste......"

The back speaks.

No matter what, they didn't need the cranes' backup, and they even unleashed a sense of intimidation that kept them away somewhere.

I know, so much so that if you don't run away, they'll kill you.

But I couldn't just leave a man behind who might have been my friend. That's the kind of person you owe a lot to. Just a little older than ourselves, young people.

Flashing back is meeting in Thunt. Streets without carriages. And the talk in Merikido.

Now Sten is like sheltering them and going to die. So we have to stop it. Yet.

To a call he accidentally leaked, Sten turned only half.

Nica, I laughed and said.

"If I could run away from Mr. Veroche and go home... I'd see you again"

"Ma......!!

Before Crain said anything, Sten held the big axe. Contrary to the hand - he slapped his right hand against his chest.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I can roar. Its roaring and it was so awesome that it was not an exaggeration to say it reached the entire Vital Plains. Veroche in the front also looks away as surprised.

The feeling of the dark magic that was overwhelming being eaten away by the hegemony of Sten.

The man himself gives in whether he is even holding down an aura as amplified as a burst, and the frightened and raised blood vessels emphasize its awesomeness.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

"... Amplification of the hegemony? No, this is the bottom of my soul... in any case, it's a great hegemony..."

Bumps and veloche squeak.

Plus, it was the next moment.

Bubble, and a red aura boiled around Sten's perimeter. That aura, which clung around him as if it were fog, is exactly what pushes his hegemony, which continues to rise now, even triple, like that.

"Ohhhhhhh!!

Even the energy that the roar contains is hectic a few steps above what he has, which stood in front of the Crains until earlier. Sten screams even to withstand something to the strengthening that goes on everywhere.

That lasted a while, later.

"Fushiuuu..."

The storm that was raging around Sten stops. Quiet as if the storm had passed, wrapped around the quiet air. But there is no one here who does not perceive the burning spirit that dwells within it.

Is this what a man named Sten means?

Scarlet appears in Crain's eyes, blindly just looking at him.

"... ahhh. That red aura, it's ghosting, isn't it? But ghosting was such a bad thing -. Other than that, there's a hell of an amplification..."

……

"As it is, okay -... I will do it -. The power of Demon King's Army Number 3... If we don't do everything we can, it's the first thing we need to do... Come on, we shouldn't have used magic until we broke the gate..."

Exactly, it was like a god sitting there.

Wrapped in a red aura, his eyes shimmer so badly that they make him pound gold. The strength of the gripped force is not unusual, so much so that that giant great axe may shake.

Like King Jen, its face against Veroche.

From the girl's face, the room disappears.

"... it could be life-threatening to spare the magic."

Shh, and closed frill umbrella.

And as I gave up somewhere, Veroche's amethyst-colored eyes are pointed at only one person, Sten. Are you ready to see it in those eyes, or what?

Which way, I don't see Crane and the others anymore.

No, there's nowhere to put it. The presence of Sten doesn't show the void that makes me do that.

"Ha..."

The corner of the mouth, which was only slightly raised until earlier, is now tied to a single letter.

The dark magic diffused around him began to drift even more compressed and dense.

Fight with all your might, as if to show off that will.

"I'm going for real -. Are you ready... are you ready?

Crain's spine stood deliberately in her eyes, which were not even directed at her.

While floating, there was no gap to punch into her already. At least it seemed that way to Crain.

But.

Crain didn't miss the cold sweat flowing down Veroche's cheek.

What happened to Veroche? ▼

The next moment.

Sten disappeared.

Bacon, and the earth fell.

When Crain noticed something, there was no more Sten in front of him.

Instead it's the crater. As if the turbo had burst, Sten fleshes to Veroche in an instant.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!

"Ah, do it..."

- Ancient spells/puppet divisions -

"Awwwwwwwwwwwww!!

"Wow."

Zan!! and the earth was torn apart at the same time as the Veroche was cut off.

But Veroche's body melts and disappears, wondering if he's had plenty. Instead, countless shadows drifting in the air.

All of it, Veroche Vie Atmosphere.

"I'm glad you hit me."

- Ancient Spells/Chaos Moon (Zeeblefer) -

A hundred in the air are released from the Veroche present, towards the Sten standing on the ground, a large number of black runs. Every one of them, Crain could understand that there was as much energy as there was when he destroyed the castle gate.

But.

"Awwwwwwwwwwww!!

"Oh, hey, are you serious?

Sten leaps against one individual releasing its black running stream.

Tearing the chaotic undermoon that strikes, left and right with its great axe.

"How do you know I'm the main unit? Hey!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!

"I didn't ask."

- Ancient spells and mirror sieges -

Phew, and a hundred veloches disappeared. At the same time, all their unleashed black runs disappear. Apparently it was a phantom with only a real aura.

A transparent cube formed around Sten approaching the main-like Veroche. The moment he was wrapped in it, Sten stopped moving as if he'd frozen. In the air, watching Sten not make it slight, Veroche slowly dances down to the ground.

"I used it when the glufeil of power broke out before, but the guy kept it for an hour. Frozen compression -. Stay put for a while and you will die..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

"It's five seconds, right? Yeah, I knew it."

Along with the sound of the glass being massively broken, the black hair and the red aura creeping the sten fall towards the ground. An axe waved down at that time produced the same level of vibration as when the chaotic underwater moon hit the castle gate.

but there is no longer a Veroche figure in that crater.

Veloche, who landed loosely, stuck his toes on the ground in a painful fashion.

- Ancient spells and screaming -

Cracks that ran endlessly vertically from that point. All of that gathered beneath the feet of Sten, and repeatedly burst into a bump and collapse, waving like a ground crack, approaching the Sten.

but.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!

I wonder if a large number of silver flashes ran into the tsunami of that earth, collapsing at the next moment.

As much as the big axe ripped you apart, it's a prospect for Veroche. But just because it's a prospect doesn't mean it can be a crackdown.

Just shake the axe and slap it, and Sten pierces it head-on.

"I hate being stupid honest the most. Yikes......!!

- Ancient Spells/Thousand Blades Rage -

Shh, Veroche reached forward. Suddenly countless blades appear from behind her.

"I'm going -... skewer it and stop the movement...!

A thousand blades gleam on silver, striking toward Sten. Reminiscent of a large group of fish, so much so that their speed is comparable to that of bullets.

But not as fast as a bullet.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!

"Uh, I knew it"

- It was too late for that demon ghost.

Avoid the fierceness of that blade, which even has a homing function, with just two steps. Faster than a thousand blades of fury, it moves forward in front of Veroche. With a thousand blades of fury behind her back, Sten wielded a ghost kill again.

"Well, that's a"

Even this thousand-blade fury would be enough to kill the Crains more than once. At least for this war, I don't know if Eden could have held up if there was an ancient spell now.

She has now said that she has such a powerful business.

- Ancient spells and screaming -

Tong, and Veroche poke small through the ground.

Cracks ran on the earth, bursting and falling repeatedly, and it became a tsunami on the earth, striking directly from the front to Sten.

"Sandwiching… but I don't think this is a good idea… Gu…"

- Ancient spells and screaming -

- Ancient spells and screaming -

- Ancient spells and screaming -

- Ancient spells and screaming -

Kotsumi, Kotsumi, Kotsumi, Kotsumi.

Five times in total, he kicks the ground with his toes, and together, the breath of the earth kills to Sten with a tremendous earthquake.

We intend to launch an attack on Veroche, but at some point, the earth appears to be crushed as if it were a giant wall with massive and repeated divisions in front of us.

A thousand blades loom from behind.

"It's a sten. Awwwwww!!

A mixed voice of despair came out of Crain's mouth, which was still powerless in his legs and could not even escape. At the same time, a tremendous roar sounds so loud that it creates ripples around it.

Moving ground cries and a thousand blades of furious interdiction. Besides, the number of violence that the ancient spells of five degrees gather together and push to the point of crying in motion. All of it was pierced, crushed and smashed to overlap where Sten was.

"Phew. If at least the chaotic undermoon hits me, I'd appreciate it if it lowered the magic vegetarian flicker..."

Veroche throws up such a dialogue somewhere in a sigh mix.

No way, Sten is no more.

Such a nasty imagination breaks through Crain's brain.

But I noticed. That the magic of the darkness around you is considerably weakened.

"The bitterness... is gone?

"You mean the limits are close to that woman's magic, too, what is it?

"What?"

When I saw Lyudius, he was standing up with trembling feet. No way, shall we try it at this time? It's like if you take a blow, it's over, to such a monster.

Lucius shook his head, realizing Crain's intention to glance at him as if surprised.

"Let's go, Crain. We go to everyone while Sten's buying us some time, and he brings a lot of company. Maybe that way we can catch a mentor who's lost his magic."

"... well. And."

Then Sten will. I just got smashed, and I don't even know if he's alive. Sten's in danger. Lyudius smiled powerlessly at Crain for trying to say so.

"A guy like that..."

I guess that guy is referring to Sten. Crain accidentally looked at you too, caught by the fact that Lyudius' gaze shifted towards Veroche.

It was over the sky that glowed hard.

It also looked clear to Crain. He's soiled, stabbing a bunch of blades in his back, and yet he's falling off a ghost kill from the sky.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

"Gu......!!

Awesome bursting sound.

Soot smoke that can be stood in soon. But Crain saw it just before. Kill the ghost that hits Veroche clean.

"- It can't be that easy to die"

"... right"

"He'll be fine in a little while. What we can do now is reduce the burden on him. Stand up, Crain."

"... oh, somehow. I can't let Mr. Sten struggle all the time."

If you can't help us in the fight, give us a little help.

Crain scolds herself and punches her teasing feet with her fists and stands up, saying that she is not the only one who is blurry.

"Let's go, Crain"

"Ugh, yeah."

Run. Blunt-footed or not, I don't mind. We will not have an attack on ourselves. Believe that, believe in Sten and run away. But Crain saw it when he left.

There's no doubt that the ghost killer should have hit Veroche.

that it was completely intact in the smoke.

"Once and for all, every one of them can be killed as lightly as the Four Heavens King..."

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!

Veroche shrugged small, eyeing Sten rising to support the ghost killing.

After spending no damage at all by the ancient spell and frozen kingdom, Veroche beat the chaotic undermoon all over the counter and just bounced off the sten.

Still, Sten stands up and kills ghosts. And not to say earlier, he pressed for Veroche at a tremendous rate.

I didn't hear you - and throw it away and Veroche waves the umbrella again.

- Ancient Spells/Moontooth Dragon Strikes -

"I don't think I'll have time for this... magic..."

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!

Nowhere has anyone heard the true meaning of a small leak.

What looms instead is an awesome destructive god who creates synergies by ghosting on five pieces of beads and trying to reach Veroche, albeit temporarily.

"... shall we be prepared - Me and Sten."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

As the fighters swirl, they penetrate, but Sten fleshes to Veroche.

Her umbrella shines golden.

In one day today, how many times would I have used an ancient spell?

Even the least consuming chaotic undermoon must be letting dozens go by now.

It wasn't about the broken name of the mentor when it came to spending all this magic and not having a single thing to gain.

The Divine Sons of Light, who were looking for them, also fled.

Rather than, I couldn't afford to just go after them.

Veroche Vie Atmosphere is human.

That's why it probably includes the possibility that if you even get a blow from the Demons or something, you'll be knocked out as it is. Not to mention that, if it was the highest demon ghost, it was visible that it would have a splatter result.

You can't be alarmed if you are. I can't stay alert, so my fatigue is terrible.

Even though the consumption of magic is a level that doesn't make you stupid.

No, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that I was starting to poke the bottom.

"I can't escape saying this anymore, because if I lose, I will have you under my umbrella hey......!!

Veroche, who usually doesn't move, shook up its frilly umbrella.

Match the impending sten and pound momentum well on the ground.

The instant gold burst, and the seven-colored dragons divided into seven pieces drew their tracks and killed them to Sten.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!

"The children have no entity."

"hahahahahahahahaha!!

The dragon slipped through his wings tightening Sten's attack, which he tried to intercept by waving the great axe.

Enclose all five bodies until the seven dragons are in both hands and ankles, and.

A bursting sound that envelops the wilderness.

A violent wind blows the surrounding bodies and humans, slamming them against the walls and dancing in the sky.

At its center, towards the heart of the blast, Veroche points further at the Western Umbrella.

"... no more magic -... I will definitely do it -...!

- Ancient spells and chaotic undermoons -

A black sphere wraps a vortex.

Look at the shadows rising loosely in its center, where the dust is still not clear.

Determining that he undoubtedly still had some leeway, Veroche set his sights on him.

Is the tip of the calf and umbrella shaking because the magic is about to run out?

Really, I really shouldn't have played at the castle gate or anything.

Because I didn't think you were such a powerful demon ghost. Because I never thought ghosting would be so terrific. Although there are many regrets, that semi-running state if you can't stop Sten here and now... this is the one with no life if you do poorly.

"If you want to run, you should be able to run away."

Phew, and a grin spilled in my mouth.

If you use the ancient spell you have, you can still escape now.

If it is magical enough to disappear once, it remains.

Why don't you want to do it? I don't know if there's room to kill the Divine Son of Light. That's how barren this fight should be. Why can't I stop yet?

The answer was simple.

Because it is not barren.

"If you can't fulfill your purpose... if you're going to get what you wanted more for instead -... I'll do it..."

I said earlier, 'If you lose, umbrella' already seemed like a prescribed route within Veroche. Sten can't have admitted it, and he's not in a state where he can speak the language in the first place.

And knowing that, Veroche smiles.

"I'm going to use it -......!! For that...!!

A swirling chaotic undermoon radiated.

A pitch-black torrent arrives with a shrink.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!

Did you still have some spare time?

Tingling, and Veroche's cheeks hitting.

This is all that made me do my best. Then why don't you at least go down now?

I thought about that, and I thought about it and I went crazy.

What's that logic? I think so myself.

But it's not logic or reason anymore. These are emotions.

By analogy, yes. This is all the concessions I've made and this is all I've been waiting for, so a man could give me a little.

Veroche remembered something like anger on him as he waved down the great axe and kept slashing the black torrents left and right.

I also waited for you during the survey.

I waited for you to say and do things that weren't either way, even in Tunt.

I even waited for you in the street without a carriage.

The plot in Eden has been broken, and I also acquiesce that Sten was behind it.

Finally, the operation I was going to have you come with by turning your hand after this is also par for fighting like this.

Then at least I thought I'd win and follow you.

There's so much to be attached to, such as not even forgiving me for that.

Personal grievances? I understand as much as it is not legitimate.

But still.

Because it's the Demon King's Army.

So, come on, fall in.

Oh, come on.

"Be mine. Yes, yes, yes, yes!!

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!

I screamed.

Long time no see.

There's also that momentum, and the black runoff amplifies its power. Take extra magic, but that's not bad either.

Because. Because.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

Finally, I won the push.

The chaotic undermoon, which swallowed the sten, hits the walls as it is and disperses.

On its trail, the shadow of one man who falls.

…………

Look at the sight.

A boiling urge bursts into Veroche's chest.

Emotions. Something hot creeping up from the back of my chest, like that.

I'm just supposed to have beaten an underground demon ghost.

Yet, for some reason.

The exaltation doesn't stop ringing.

"... eh"

To my voice, I tried to speak out.

No one. An earlier blast blew almost everything up.

So it's just the demon ghosts and myself here.

Otherwise, I can't do this.

But I was kind of happy. The feeling of joy dances out in my chest for a long time.

"Yay...!

What, and stick your fist up.

In view of the magic that has almost completely teased me.

"To the extent that it can be used for metastasis... there's still..."

Nevertheless, short-range metastases would only be possible.

Wait a while before you recover.

Yes, the voice I heard on the thought arrow tip and tons of footsteps.

"... uh"

At this time.

Probably taught Sten and I what we're fighting for.

I saw the armed forces, and the godson of light and his family's nine tails headed this way.

Bad timing.

Why is it not even acceptable to immerse yourself in the aftermath of victory? While remembering such irrational anger, Veroche walked to the vicinity of Sten with his unprovoked strength.

Hey, I touched your muscle-strengthened back.

That's all I did. As much as the consideration commensurate with that, I'll take it.

As I panicked, the nine-tailed girl or the Divine Son of Light screams.

I don't care what you're talking about.

So I said it with a smile on my face.

"It's Shi-yu."

With Sten, Veroche scratched out from the spot without leaving any dust.

The sadly stained expression of Nine Tails was unpleasantly impressive.