Monster no Goshujin-sama

36 - Kato Makita Perspective

Towards the monster, a senior ran out.

A monster who spreads hatred for his predecessors is mighty to see.

Kudo's men, the striking power that defeated Zeezer's defense.

Regeneration with zero damage that Mr. Dora rattled.

It's all that giant, and even if you skip regeneration, it will have high durability.

Just watching the seniors wander in there is going to catch my blood and fall.

I put my hand on my mouth and swallowed up a scream - over its head, the magic formations unfolded.

"Friedrich, unfold"

When I heard the boy's voice, I looked away.

Four-colored feathers shine behind Kudo, who floated in the universe.

The magic worked out while you were on the run is the Great Magic of the Third Staircase.

Its' double expansion '.

It was a force that only a boy known by the two names of "Disease Rage" in the expedition should be able to use.

"Burn it down"

The wind doubled the flames of the burning explosion, and the sagging flames hit the monster.

He said he was going to use the trump card, but I guess this is it.

Compared to the "wind rage" that the triple deployment of the fifth staircase is also possible, even the number of deployments is not sufficient after the two-stage fall, but the power was still even worse.

A heat wave raises the temperature of the passage all at once.

Shortly after I thought this was... a bulging mass of meat broke through the flames.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Won't this still bring you down"

Kudo smashed his tongue into small pieces.

Although the monster's surface is carbide, it did not reach fatal wounds.

With his raised arms, he was also guarding his face exactly.

And if it's not even fatal, the monster heals the wound with its regenerative ability.

"Oh......"

No, you can't.

That Kudo cut one of the trump cards, but it's not easy.

Blurry and monster epidermis collapsed, and dewy pink meat flourished and regeneration began.

To my dismay, I saw the sight of a monster wrapped around one of his legs.

"Sama!"

"All right, let's go!

And the seniors accelerated.

It's a fast move that adds speed to the speed of towing and kicking the ground.

Seniors were quickly reaching at the feet of monsters distracted by magic attacks and delayed in their response.

"Ha ha!

Suddenly, temper flashes.

A senior sword deeply hurts one of his arms.

"Ooh? Ooh?

The monster doesn't know what's going on.

Seniors let one more baton bathe as they continued to move to the rear of the monster.

It's called withstanding an earlier magic attack, and the monster's body is definitely tough.

Nonetheless, the senior sword deeply tore the meat apart and splashed the fluid.

The performance of the weapon, of course, is outweighed by the toughness of the monster's flesh by the arms of a senior sword cultivated with harsh training.

But even the monster wasn't just getting hit forever.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

A delightful desire was fulfilled, and a voice of joy was raised.

I noticed the presence of a senior who jumped in.

"Well, well, well!

The attack was unleashed after a senior who had fallen out of the woods.

"Hih!"

I scream unexpectedly.

The vibrations were coming up to this one at a distance to see how much power he was beating.

Nor, not once.

The rough vibrations were caused over and over again, as they represented the emotions of a monster fierce in hatred.

Soon, distracted by the rubble and dust of the winding up large and small, the seniors were invisible.

Only the ugly figure of a monster treading on the estate tai caught my eye and my spine got cold at the monstrous, ugly baby's monstrosity.

Now the seniors...

And over my head, where my eyes were about to darken, I heard a voice.

"It's okay."

It was Kudo.

Fun enough, the end of his mouth was engraving a grin.

"Ha. Amazing. Is that what seniors are capable of now?"

That kind of tone of his contained indisputable praise.

And I gazed again upon the fierce battlefield, to be followed.

"Ah..."

Sure, Kudo was right.

Among the rising dust, I could see a safe senior.

The fierce attack did not capture the movements of the agile seniors.

Fast.

I was accidentally blinded by the seniors' move to run away from the monster's attack.

Ever since I was flown here, I've been held by my predecessors and moved.

The speed at which they fled the enemies they were attacking was incredibly agile.

But now it's much faster than that.

I'm sure there were places where you could not move freely, even if you were sheltering me.

This is the fastest a senior can do in action.

That, too, wasn't just fast.

"Ooh!? Well, well!? Ahhh!?

The giant is in trouble, and the monster is not turning small.

He was spinning the creepy giant, clumsily.

The opposing seniors always seemed to keep moving to the monster's blind spot.

That too, while continuing to avoid the end of the attack if you take a blow.

The movement was as if it captured all of the enemy's movements.

... No. I guess it's not 'as if'.

I don't know in my eyes because of the distance, but there must be fog around the monster.

A senior got it by signing with Mr. Salvia, the magic 'Misty Vault'.

I'm sure seniors know all about the movements of the arms of a monster who has many.

Using sight and hearing to recognize the situation, you're skipping that step.

Of course, it's a different story whether or not to make the right use of that information.

Combat, of course, must require tremendous mental and concentration, and more importantly, courage.

That sight, which seemed like a miracle from my eyes, was the crystal of the efforts of my predecessors who had honed their survival so as not to pull the feet of their companions.

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God! Ow! Ow! Ow!

As a result, the monster has not been able to accurately grasp the seniors' position, and has repeatedly stepped on it as it should.

If so, is it a battle between a one-dimensional master and a ghost?

The appearance of the monster destroying the passage makes you feel overwhelmed, but its fruit, it has not reached your predecessors.

"... wow"

The blood that was frozen with fear and anxiety dissolved and seemed to spin all over his body.

My chest rang and my exciting body gave me a fever.

I should have known, but I didn't.

Thus, I could see and feel it.

This is what Senior Mashima got.

"So I told you"

And Kudo called out, and I realized that I was obsessed with my senior battle.

My cold eyes were pointing this way.

However, strangely, unlike earlier, I didn't feel anything horrible.

"Seniors are strong. You don't have to do irrevocable imitations. Don't think bad, just be adult."

It was the same tone I didn't seem to like when I rang earlier.

So it was this situation that was different.

Until just now, I assumed that my predecessor would die.

I had been cornered because I had no power to fight, nor could I measure the strength of my predecessors.

But not now.

Seeing the battle of his senior shouting his chest, he was regaining his spare time.

So I got hooked.

"Kudo, are you kidding..."

I glanced a little round my eyes and gazed at my classmates who were aware that the sleigh did not fit.

After all, I thought you were being mean...

"Was that really just advice?

When asked, Kudo mumbled.

On his fine face, he had a look that rarely chewed up bitter bugs.

"It's not for you. I just thought about the seniors."

"... Really?"

I couldn't feel the lies in those words, so I laughed a little.

Maybe the only thing about seniors was that they realized they were going to have the same opinions.

Maybe I felt the same thing.

Kudo looked at me and frowned faintly.

Then, he turned his gaze to the battle of seniors again.

I was ready.

Let's settle this.

Kudo deployed his magic formation again.

That was the signal.

"Friedrich, expand. Burn it down."

Magic activates.

A monster who was hitting a senior with intent to kill him made sure he realized he was in danger and protected his head.

There, a flaming wind struck.

It was like the last time it was re-baked.

With his endurance before him, the monster turned his face to Kudo, who was away.

"Oh, oh, oh... oh?

The head scattering the curse silenced as he noticed something.

I found my attention to have deviated somewhere else.

The tip where his face was turned was directly beneath the head of the cursing monster.

There was a senior who tried to strike.

If it was too late to notice for a few more seconds, seniors must have been able to snap the monster's neck.

But the monster was remarkable.

That, for a moment, may have been the work of Travis-Mortimer's obsession among the monsters.

"Hiccup!

The monster leaked a mad laugh.

The seniors who were about to launch the attack were on the verge of jumping out into the sight of the monster in a detour as well.

The monster couldn't have missed the resentful opponent who finally came within reach.

"Well, well, oh!

The monster was instantly tapping on every arm that was in an attackable position.

It's a ravage of space by mass.

There was nowhere to escape.

The monster must have thought he had taken revenge for his rebellion.

Would he have realized, having let his face wander in trance?

to the fact that the abnormal nails on the left arm of the hateful opponent have not yet been wielded once.

"Ooh!

What bursts is the mood for tearing.

It was the left arm released at this moment that was the senior trump card.

A big claw mimicking Mr. Lily's "Devil's No Arm" clashes with the monster's arm.

Only momentary equilibrium broke and it was the seniors who pushed and won.

Reproducing the power of white spider tyranny, the left arm had given seniors an explosive power that was unbeatable even by the power of the monster for just a few moments.

A sharp nail chooses the monster's flesh, crushing the bones, and twisting the orbit.

As a result of breaking through the monster's attack from the front, seniors had a great chance to attack.

Leaps big, and the only thing that leaves a human figure fleshy on his neck.

"Hihaha."

But the monster was cunning.

The left arm of a swinging, unleashed senior is inhibited by a wall of meat.

The monster still had one left to defend himself.

The flesh bounced, the fluid spilled, crushed to the bone, pulled the arm and chopped it.

So, the momentum of senior leaps is lost.

The attack did not arrive.

The only head that left Travis in the shadow gives him a winning grin.

And froze right after.

Because the girl in the shadow jumped in front of him.

"I asked for the rest...!

"Leave it to me!"

Ms. Dora returned a short but powerful answer to the call of the senior who played the role.

The shadow sword is shaken.

"Ah, ah. Ahhhh......!

The monster tried to summon something.

A grudge against the hostiles?

A plea for mercy for those who seek to stab the stubborn?

In any case, Mr. Dora will not allow it.

The only reason I did that was because she had it.

"The sin department that caused the king to bear a deep hand, redeemed with his life"

A raging shadow painting sword is waved down.

The monster's neck flew into space.

He made a loud noise and a chunk of meat fell and fell.

After confirming the sight, I was rushing out.

There was also a rational decision that we should all be near each other if possible...... but I felt more inclined to be beside my senior than that.

"Senior!"

"... just give me a minute. Mr. Kato. The road is repeated and dangerous. I'm going that way now."

Nearby, he was stopped by a senior he noticed.

Because of the rubble the monster destroyed, a senior with Mr. Salvia behind his back jumps over the path where he can no longer walk properly.

I immediately rushed over the remaining distance.

"Senior! Are you all right!?

Check the condition of the body, from top to bottom.

No major injuries.

However, there were small and large lacerations and bruises all over the body.

He was in that storm of intense attacks.

Flying debris must have decided my skin.

Feeling like I can't stay or stand hurts my chest.

I did not defy that feeling.

"I'll treat you soon."

Put your hands on the senior's cheeks and develop a magical formation of healing magic.

Under the palms touched, the senior's cheeks had left the battle with excess heat.

A few hours after I got here, I was relieved from the bottom of my heart that I was able to make contact and confirm my existence because of the fact that I had been held by my senior.

My body seemed completely used to the temperatures of my predecessors.

That's how Mr. Dora was rushing over to Kudo's while I was treating him.

Now, I think I'm going to treat my left arm. I was taking out the bandage.

Kudo's left arm wasn't even bleeding while he was all that injured.

Originally, it must have been in pretty bad shape.

I just did the procedure and I don't know how much it means.

But I guess Mr. Dora can't help but do that.

The seniors were also caring and watching about Kudo.

"I didn't expect Travis to come out. That's how it goes."

"Yes. I was surprised, too. But you've finally been able to cut off the cause."

"... right"

The injured came out, but they were able to survive the great predicament.

Although I was pleased that my predecessors had defeated their mighty enemies in a brilliant combination, the seniors' reaction was abhorrent.

There was something else distracting me.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, hey, Salvia."

"Mr. Salvia?... Ah. Speaking of which, you said you had something to talk about earlier."

When I turned my gaze, Mr. Salvia nodded back.

"Yeah, there's one thing I know about this place."

"About this place...?

When I heard this answer, I also remembered.

That was something I realized just before the monster attacked me.

"Hit me, Mr. Salvia. What I found out is that 'I don't see any bodies of monsters living in this place' has anything to do with it?

It was when I found a shadow falling at the end of the aisle.

Kudo mentioned the possibility, "Was he once lost in this place?" about the shadow.

In fact, it was the body of Okazaki Minato who was falling, but when I heard that statement, I was thinking of another strange fact.

That was the fact that, instead of "inhabitants of this world" as Kudo called it, "bodies of monsters living with them" hadn't even been seen in this place.

If it's a place like the tree sea, trees and sediments will be hard to see hiding the bodies, and returning to the soil will be fast.

But this place wasn't.

"The fact that there's no sign of anything is a little unnatural. I feel like this place is somehow too beautiful."

Hell, I didn't even know what that meant.

However, Mr. Salvia said he noticed something as he proceeded to analyze the place in order to poke out the cause of his seniors' inability to use the magic 'Misty Vault'.

When I heard that story, I thought it might have something to do with the strange things I noticed.

But I could not hear any more.

Because the senior suddenly made his face stretch.

"Mr. Kato!

Shortly afterwards, he was thrust.

"... Huh?

What I saw falling behind my back was the figure of a senior stretching out his poking hand.

And he was the lifeblood of an impatient form, approaching from his side, who sheltered me and disfigured.

"Travis......!?

With his neck twisted like a snake and his breathless life burned out in just a few moments, Travis' neck was hanging on his senior.

Travis now looked exactly like a manifestation of hatred and paranoia.

Everything is just to kill the hateful boy who ruined himself.

I don't think that's resentment, and I can't hear you from what I've said.

Seniors themselves, Kudo and the others, can't handle it in time.

As I fall into my womb, I can only see the sight.

A mouth scattered with saliva opens in a cool way.

Largely spread dentition looms in the throat of a frustrated senior...

"It's time for Shibuki to get down there, too."

- On that side of his head, he made a sleigh and a noise, and a flying spear protruded.

"Huh?"

It was a well-used spear.

The sharp, sturdy tip pierced Travis' head deeply and through the other side.

Off-track to an attack from the side, Travis' head is slapped to the ground.

I also put my buttocks on them and closed my eyes to their applause.

Again, when I opened my eyes, it was all over.

Travis' head was now completely silent.

There was no such thing as an incarnation of hatred or destruction of the brain marrow.

Seniors who were helped where they were in danger looked back as if they had been bounced.

I'm walking over here, there was a shadow.

"Hey, hey. It's not safe."

"You..."

Slightly short for a man, with a bone-too impression.

Beneath the blush's hair, he had the impression of a prank.

A boneless knife for combat is held in two swings on both hands.

"Hey, Takahiro. You look better than anything."

"Kanahiko!"

The voice of a senior who was surprised by the advent of his best friend certainly had joy in it.