He Didn't Want to Be the Center of Attention, Hence, after Defeating the Demon Lord, He Became

Follow Fairybird's lead to descend the Fire Dragon and send Miralka to Jean Vincent's hold first. I headed straight for Vincent's Mansion.

Drop the Fire Dragon off the noble mansion and jump. The house that we were investigating beforehand, the large vestibule, was about to be murdered.

Kirsch and several of his men are sitting side by side with their arms tied behind their backs. Behind it was a man with an execution knife.

A bald man wearing luxurious clothes standing in front of Kirsch. The eyes are as cold as ice, and there is a distorted smile on the mouth.

"You went to the Velveteens, threatened my Vincent family, and tried to gain an unjust advantage. Kirsch, I thought you were Jean's loyal servant, but you were a cat."

"Kh...!

"Whoa, don't move. If you move, you have to give the order to cut off the neck. Kirsch, let's give it a last chance. That stupid son of a bitch has already escaped, but isn't he willing to work as a servant of the King? If you swear allegiance, I will forgive you."

"Wait, Master Zebias! Well then, we'll... guh!

Only Kirsch will be forgiven, and the men who heard the words will speak up, but the man under Zebias will kick him in and silence him in agony.

"When did I tell you to open your mouth? Only the person who bought the strength has the power to put it at hand. Without you, any change is only possible."

"Oh no... if I don't tell you that Captain Kirsch let the bandits go..."

"Is there any change in what you let go? It's hard to believe that a snitch will get a favor."

"Nh... damn it...!

Kirsch was pulled before Zebias by the snitch of his men. I understand what's going on - there's no need to look any further.

I'll figure out how to rescue Kirsch.

Nothing is difficult. However, only one of Zebias's men is mixed with a swordsman with an A-rank combat rating. If he moves and targets Kirsch, she dies if he turns around.

In order to do my job, I have to show myself. Attract an A-ranked swordsman, and then...

(Does it matter what happens? I wish that old man wasn't too surprised to die.)

In this case, the most effective way to protect Kirsch's self would be to activate Reinforcement Magic.

Enhanced magic isn't meant to be given to meals, it's a technique I invented later, and it's basically about strengthening an ally during a fight.

Cover up my magic and I'll strengthen Kirsch without anyone noticing. But that alone is not enough. Kirsch's Reinforcement is just in case, there is magic to cast on enemies - and the magic to be cast in the preparation stage is complete.

The other magic I chose has been practiced several times. It was too awkward to be shown in front of Miralka, but it was confirmed that the effect would be practical enough.

Kirsch was allowed to raise his face and looked up at Zebias. She resisted being chained, her tied hair loosened and her lips bled - she was beaten.

"I... I don't think I did anything wrong! Zebias Vincent! What you've done will one day be exposed under the sun! If I die here, someone will...!

She hasn't broken at all. Yes, there's nowhere to break it.

Verlaine said. Kirsch prides herself on her choice, which is what the silver water bottle pavilion demands of her as a reward.

The contract was fulfilled. Then we can use any method to accomplish Kirsch's request.

Zebias was quiet, but incredibly angry at Kirsch's rebellion.

I knew the answer he was going to give - get the executioner to work. For Zebias, the reason he wanted Kirsch was the same as Larg, and she looked beautiful as a woman.

"……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… You don't understand."

"Nh...!

Kirsch still didn't lose the light in his eyes. Her tears on her cheek never yielded.

The executioner exalted himself with a sword that glowed brightly.

And when I tried to shake it down - I activated 'Two Magic' simultaneously.

(― ― Spirit Rising ― And Spirit Reduction !

"Ugh...!?

Executioner stops moving. And without a sword, he collapsed, losing his balance.

"Oh, it's heavy... heh, the sword suddenly...!

"Hey, what are you doing! I told you to kill him! Yeah, if you don't do it, you do it, Glance!

"--Execution is about bringing the bad guys to justice. Don't you think?

I was already on the move - this is the most efficient way to show myself. Before A-ranked swordsmen reach the captive Kirsch, they pull out their swords and cut them.

It's been a long time since we've had sex. But for me, this doesn't even work out as a fight.

"You're wearing a mask like that, and you're on the side of justice... you're kidding me!

"I'm just doing my job. Same as you. Glass Bardot from Scorpion of Purple."

"What's wrong with that... die!

A Rank - Of the 10,000 Adventurer Strength, most appear to be accounted for by swordsmanship evaluation, which is quite a skill.

However, meeting with my sword enhanced by the "Spirit Blade" could only be described as a suicide rather than using a normal sword.

Gin, there's a dull sound. My sword, which was hardened by magic, cut the blade of the steel sword used by Glance from the middle.

"Stupid... the black iron sword is just a steel sword...!

"Were you using any of the weapons supplied by Velvekia? This is a deep-rooted problem...!

"Ugh...!

You can't cut a weapon off. I kicked and blew off the glance.

"Kick reinforcement (shoot rising)." There's no need to use Reinforcement Magic all the time, but there's no such thing as a desperate doctrine, so it triggers.

However, there was a large tree ahead of the glance, and a crack entered the trunk of the tree due to a collision.

"Now, next time... nh, no one's calling anymore? Grandpa, your face is turning red and purple."

"Nh, incompetent people... if you run away from here, just run away..."

There was no longer a face of a mastermind trying to manipulate his men in the shadows and gain access to this country.

My son rebelled against me, and I tried to beat him at the end, but all hope was lost. Zebias pulls out his sword and cuts me off - the only thing on his face is his obsession with power and his hatred for me.

"Uhhhh!"

He loses his reason and speaks up like a beast, with a sword - but...

I wasn't sweet enough to forgive Zebias for attacking less than C rank.

I dare to choose 'experiment' from a variety of methods. Yes, for me, this is not a fight from the beginning.

I was expanding the "Magic Squad" to "stay hidden".

I always wondered if I could use it like that while looking at Miralka.

No one but her can use space expansion magic. I've seen her all my life, except for me, Dexterity, who can do everything there.

― ― Limited extinction type 66 Particle fracture team ―

Zebias sticks out his sword - it seemed to have reached my body.

"Well, what do you think... this isn't the place to end... ever..."

"No, it's over. And it won't start again."

"Nh... ah, ahh...!

The sword of Zebias collapses into a black charcoal mass. Zebias, who lost his weapon, pulled himself out and looked at me with the eyes of a monster.

"Ke, the sword... you are a demon... a demon. A demon tribe enters the King's City and invades the country!

"Don't underestimate the demons. Zebias, I know a demon who's much more proud than you. No, you weren't proud from the beginning. You can't be proud of someone who sells the country."

"... grumble, grumble...!

And Zebias found no defeat, and sprinkled bubbles out of his mouth, and uttered something, but it was not a word.

Too much rage makes Zebias faint. None of the remaining subordinates had the strength to fight. Those affected by the Spirit Reduction effect will be weakened to the point where they cannot even grasp the weapon without a certain strength.

"Running away with my husband would be rather harsh. Take it easy."

No one can say a word or nod, but they won't be able to defy me anymore.

I'll release Kirsch and the others. And the rope swallowed into the arm of Kirsch, which was liberated, and the blood was spilled, so they all cast a 'Healing Light'.

"This light... even heals magically..."

"Hy, hyiiii... I'm not bad! It's all Captain Kirsch... guh!

Her men, who tipped off Kirsch, gave her a knife with a sense of punishment and made her faint.

"Who else betrayed her?

"... no. Even if someone else had such feelings, it was because of my immorality."

"That's not true....."

"Captain Kirsch, I'm sorry... I thought you were one of Master Zebias's men and abandoned us..."

The three men under Kirsch say sorry. But Kirsch laughed and said.

"It's not impossible to think so. I'm sure I thought it might help... but I won't have to surrender to that old man. That's all."

"Captain...."

Kirsch is obsessed with them. It was Jean, who ordered them to do their dirty work, and the father and son of Zebias, who tried to cut them off just by using them.

Miralka must have completed the mission, Fairybird crossed the sky and a firedragon on Miralka flew behind him.

"Ah, um... the mask. Why did you help us?

Kirsch doesn't know who I am because his voice is disguised when he wears a mask.

She was waiting for my answer - I was more concerned about her clothes, which were torn when I was being held captive, and I took off the jacket I was wearing and made her weave it.

"Ah... but I'm sorry, even if you're so concerned..."

"No, don't worry about it. It's only natural."

I turn my heel back and try to leave. Then I will call the officials of the King's Landing and entrust them to Kirsch. She will be able to communicate the situation neatly - if difficult, she will need the help of Cody.

"I don't know, the mask... I don't know, just your name...!

"My name. Even if you name it, you can forget it, so don't name it."

It's half true, half lies. I never want to be named on the stage - this is an exceptional step when I work on my own.

Assist the Principal or give directions to an Alliance member. Then you don't need a name for the drunk you just drank at the tavern.

I don't need it - that's why I'm wearing a mask here.

"I'm the fifth of the Masked Saviors. Just remember that."

"Ha, ha...! I will never forget this gratitude... thank you, Forgetfulness Warrior!

"Nh...!?

"Brave man... that man?

"You're a brave man, aren't you?"

My men were comfortable with Kirsch's words, but I was a little upset.

Did you know that the name of the Guild Master of the Silver Bottle Pavilion was Dick Silver? It's officially recorded, so if you look into it, you'll see.

The silver water bottle pavilion she brought in her client, Dick Silver, and the masked salvator were tied together - but it would be wild to be too blind.

Kirsch keeps secrets. If you don't, I want you to add these conditions to your success reward via Verlaine.

The "Masked Savior" is a group that protects the kingdom independently of the Alliance.

If they save you, it's an event that the Alliance won't be involved in at all - and I'd love to keep that in mind.