Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing!

Transformed into its original shape, I set up my fist with a trembling joy.

The feeling of dealing with the strong, this is the pleasure that prevails over all things.

Reaper opens his mouth with his hands on the twilight and utters words from between his thin lips.

"Nevertheless, I didn't expect the blame to come from my own side. You finally realize your sins, man."

"You're human, too. What do you want to say? I don't know."

Reapers shake their heads as if they were discouraged by my reaction.

"Then I will teach you. Your sins."

"Sorry but I'm not interested in that stuff"

I kick the floor and approach Reaper.

But despite the dash without preliminary motion, Reaper seems to be capturing my movements. Most of them can be beaten before they notice.

Is it more dangerous to stick it in there like that?... No, I'm going in like this!

I tried to get into the Necromancer's pocket while keeping pace.

Enter the range of swords.

Reaper pulls out his sword, and he slashes me with that momentum.

- Living together.

That was the fastest living together I've ever tasted, having fought only demons.

Blood erupts from the received body.

I tried to beat him up, but he was shunned.

It's called living together now, and it seems to be faster than me. I distance myself from Reaper once.

Reaper was a Reaper with a strange expression staring at his own sword.

"Your body…… no, it's hard."

"Oh, because I worked out. I'm surprised. I didn't know you had enough swordsmen to slash my body."

"What have you lost? It would make sense to slay him with a knife."

Normally, yes, but my body is so tougher than bad metal.

The skill of a knife enough to slash my skin, that is honestly commendable.

"It's a shame to slay someone as powerful as you. But you are to blame again. Let's snow sin."

Reaper turns his sword tip lifted with one hand to my face and says pale.

"Sin."

This guy has powers out of common sense.

That kind of thing is largely a common sense detachment idea.

I'm unfortunately an ordinary person, and I don't have one of those.

"Yes, sin. You are all guilty of treachery. I'm relinquishing my duty."

Cores began to form in the voices that were plundering.

Damn...... one more step stronger? Nice.

I endure a smile and urge it to continue.

"Duty? What's your duty?

"It's my duty to die."

Duty to die......... I see. I don't know.

"Is that why you killed ordinary people?"

"That's right. I did nothing but make him do his duty. By killing me, the murdered man becomes aware of his sins."

I don't really understand what you're saying.

Don't say things I don't understand about Intelligence.

"I see. Let's go."

I had trouble thinking about it, and I hit him again.

Enter the reaper's sword range.

Reaper, who has already pulled the knife out, waves the knife to slash it off my left shoulder. Avoid it by retreating.

Reapers responded to it, taking a step further and slashing it up from the bottom.

This is inevitable, that's what I decided. I can put my strength into my arms.

- The knife and arm bumped into each other, and the knife was started.

Me and Reaper distance themselves from each other, but the eyes of Reaper are full of amazing colors.

"Wha!? What kind of body are you?

"Oh, my God. It's just a gift of training."

But you can't hit him inside.

With this fast sword, it's hard to get close.

However, it is good information that only defense can prevent a knife.

"... I can't die. Until you let mankind do its duty, never."

I ignored the Reaper story and took the stand.

I don't understand how he thinks at all. So there's no point in asking.

Keep your right arm pointed at Reaper and release your fists.

Shockwaves beyond the speed of sound, but Reaper slashed them easily with a knife.

"That's a lot of crooked moves. Do you even have a flying tool?"

"A pistol fist."

"…… What?

"Now the moves are called pistol fists."

"… well. Whatever your name may be..."

What? You suddenly look at me with pity.

I don't know what that means.

Reaper sighs "Phew," loosening the pressure a little.

Even so, I can't make that gap at this distance. That would be more than acceptable.

Reaper slowly began to speak.

"... the stronger you are, the better you will know, right? There are no immortals. Everyone dies. Death is an equal duty to organisms. There's a" right to life "or something, but if raw is a right, what's the duty? - Yes, duty is death. I'm just telling the truth to those who don't realize it. Something like a truthful preacher."

"If living is a right, don't you have nothing to kill right now?

"Late payment of obligations is impossible. You just have to live with your mind after you die."

Don't get worried if you're really speaking the same language.

You know what I'm saying? There's plenty to rupture.

... No, speaking of which, I also feel like I was reborn when I met Phyllia.

Until I met him I was satisfied in a small world... well it might not be an exaggeration to say that he was dead.

"Hey Reaper. I used to be dead, but what if that's the case?

Reaper warped his face at my words.

"... Are you out of your mind? There's no way that can happen. Do your duty, too."

…… come!

I feel the pressure emanating from Reaper has intensified.

Reaper finishes his words and closes his mouth. No, or he packs his distance.

I saw a knife with my arm and a punch with my fist.

I was pulled back a little on the brink, but I wouldn't let him get away with it to that extent.

I grabbed the right arm of Reaper, trying not to get away with it, and then hit him as hard as I could.

Gaha raised his voice and the body of Reaper danced through the universe.

The swordsmanship was brilliant, but your body still lacks muscle strength. His right arm is now broken.

I'm going after Reaper. I don't take chances like I missed a chance.

When I approached him in the air, I opened my eyes and Reaper spit.

You can't even tell up, down, left or right, but did you spot me just by the signs? After all, he is strong.

- But I'm not gonna catch my eye like this either.

Hit him in the dark relying on the signs.

Mekiri, and a broken bone feeling echoed my fist.

Wipe the blood with clothes and look for the reaper.

Reapers were falling to the ground.

There is a lot of blood coming from the place where my right arm was attached until earlier, and my upper and lower body are about to be torn off.

My pursuit seems to have hit my belly.

I slowly approached Reaper.

"Gaha... I didn't know I was going to lose. Well, fine. It's time for me to do my duty again... just to say that I'm here."

Every time Reaper utters a word, blood spills out of his mouth.

"I had fun too, it's been a long time since I got agitated at the end"

I get more tense and stronger the longer I fight.

I like my physique because I can enjoy a long and serious battle, but rarely do I live with someone until they get tense with me.

This battle, which I felt high, was very satisfying to me in that sense.

"Finally...... I have a wish. It's an unscrupulous wish... but my life... will you mow it with my sword?"

I say, "Okay," and take the knife from the right hand of the severed reaper.

I know he's a criminal who killed ordinary people, but I respect the strong.

I walked up to Reaper and asked Reaper.

"Do you have anything left to say"

"No, you have nothing. I couldn't fulfill my mission, but for some reason I was very... calm, in a mood."

Reaper coughs heavily where he has said that.

"I hope you die soon too. You know how this feels."

And I said that with a really serene face. You would already be bleeding a lethal amount of blood, but you can't feel the pain from that face.

"…… I don't know."

I used to poke a knife deep into Reaper's chest.

Reaper blew the air out of his lungs once, and he died.

After confirming the death of Reaper, I left the ruins.

It was dim outside. I realized that the sun had already fallen.

When Phyllia finds me, she exhales and rushes over here.

"Did you defeat him safely?

I snort.

"Wow, it was strong. It was super fun."

"Is that so……."

You're low on tension. Is something wrong?

"Are you in a bad mood?

"That's not true. I was just... worried."

Phyllia looks away from me and answers that as she leans down gently.

I didn't know Phyllia had this side.

"Oh, my God, there are some surprisingly cute things about you."

"Yes, I'm cute. What terrible eyes would I have for such a cute cutie if Yuri died...... Mr. Yuri is my escort, so please don't die for me, okay?

Phyllia cried and imitated Shikshik deliberately, and then looked up at him as he put his hands into prayer form.

... Think only of yourself, don't you!

"……… I withdraw the foreword."

Regardless of my superior philia, I decided to head to the building where the Knights were sitting to report on Reaper.