My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

"Dude, are you sure you want to do this!?

"Calm down, Erica! Liners too!"

"Why not! Harold hurt my father and my mother! I can't forgive you!"

"Oh, let's fight.... you should win and hear what happened out of Harold's own mouth"

"Wow, I..."

The opinions of the Reefers, who were static when Erica and Harold entered the battle squad, crack. Well, I guess, and Erica feels sincerely sorry for them.

I can understand Riefa and Hugo's idea that we shouldn't be fighting Harold. Even Erica doesn't want to fight. I even think it is the most abominable thing such as who I am pointing weapons at Harold.

A man named Harold is arrogant and selfish. I help someone arrogantly and scratch myself. Where no one can see you, don't let anyone notice you.

That's how I try to live alone with everyone hating me.

Maybe there's a reason why you hurt Reiner's parents because you mean Harold like that, and that we're trying to fight ourselves like this right now. Maybe that's why it's wrong to fight him.

Still, Erica chose to fight the way Harold wanted.

(I'm sure that's all I can do for you...)

I wasn't the kind of person who could support Harold. I wasn't a person who could move for him until it was against Harold's will.

Now that I feel sorry for it, all Erica can do for Harold is respect his will. No matter how bitter a choice that is, let's do everything we can.

"Stand back if you have no will to engage"

"Erica! Stop being mean!

Reefa screams like that, but that was an impossible consultation.

This is the only thing Erica can do for the people she loves today. You can't just throw this away.

"No, you can't pull it off"

"Hey, come on."

"Hey."

Bottom cold voice. The atmosphere that was disputed is forced to tighten.

I'm not setting it up. The pressure emanating from Harold was more intense than any opponent I've ever fought, even though I'm just pulling out two swords and lowering my arms sloppily.

"What are you talking to Gudagda about? If you're not going to fight, we're going to end this."

Everyone here sensed the word "end" in their ears. Harold is seriously trying to fight himself.

Apart from the liner with blood rising on its head, that fact would have given the Reefers less upset. That was the same thing for Erica, but she glanced back at Kick Harold for it.

Are you ready, Reefa, Hugo, and Colette?

"Let's go, Harold!

That voice of the liner became the werewolf smoke of engagement.

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"Ha!

A flash of flaming sword with all its power. Exactly as the Great Anger (Glam Gran) name suggests, its flames and sword flashes are becoming more and more powerful as if the liners were burning their inner anger and turning it into power. And above all, it was astonishing that Harold's speed was manageable in his chase of something.

Whether positive or negative, your emotions ride the sword, exploding emotions unleash your potential to increase strength by one step or two. That's how I fought. Exactly what RPG's protagonist deserves, I can't help but think.

In contrast, Harold's way of fighting could be said to be the opposite. Always observe the opponent's movements, calmly avoid attacks and ensure they strike.

It's an absolute advantage to "know" the speed at which it is isolated and the tactics in the hands of the opponent and to win. Therefore, Harold will not lose easily.

Even if that was an overwhelmingly unfavourable six-to-one situation.

A sharp blow by Tonfer strikes from Harold's blind spot as he sweeps through the liner's onslaught. Harold instantly kicked and played that Colette attack as it spun one hundred and eighty degrees.

In addition to the original hardness of the wood used for the tongue fur, the hardness of the tongue fur, which has been processed by magic, is much higher than that of the lined metal, etc. It's equal to telling me to break a bone, such as kicking something like that back with my leg, but Harold made it run without difficulty.

The tonfer cracks in two while turning up a blunt sound like baki.

Phoenix Legs, which I also used before when I kicked and crushed the arms of the giant branches of Hammer Trent. It is an original spinning kick that does not exist in the original that applies and improves the combo connectivity technique commonly known as heel drop, increasing the strength of the legs and the power of the kick.

"Oh no...!

A stunned look appeared on Colette's face as she was just unexpected to have been crushed with a kick in her weapon that she never even lacked in meeting with the sword.

But during that slight offense, Francis and Hugo are approaching to intercept.

The only liner that can follow Harold's speed stops his leg, and he doesn't miss it and the other three fold the offense. Perhaps the liners also think they are no match for one-on-one. And that was actually the right decision.

But Harold has some idea what even these four collaborations are like.

Some of that experience with "Brave Hearts" was close to tie-in play that anchored the party with four liners, Colette, Francis and Hugo, who could barely use magic and ranged attacks. Close to medium range attacks accounted for the majority of moves, and it was necessary to increase the accuracy of guards and collaboration in situations where healing magic was largely impossible to recover from.

It was quite a struggle to defeat these four, but also Harold, a ghost of combos below the proper level, Fincent, who specializes in melee combat, and Justus, who is rampaging up high-powered ranged attacks.

But that's why I know. That's why it doesn't reach Harold “now”.

And most importantly, measures are also taken in anticipation of the worst case scenario of hostility with the liners. The five Isaacs who were in the room with the three Sids in their life in the Knights less than two months ago were fighting a one-to-many interpersonal battle against them because of this time.

The liners are much better in terms of strength. But the fact is that it has never been much help in cultivating such judgment as to grasp all the attacks that fly from all directions and whether to instantly dodge them or accept them and defend them.

Flushes through the shaken Halvard. It can't be enough of a threat if it doesn't also strike the power to smash the ground.

Naturally Hugo pulls through Halvard to rebuild, but Harold kicks and jumps the pattern while using his powers, avoiding the impending Francis poke as well.

So Harold, who jumped just over three meters, flies up a few arrows, but he only plays them off with his sword at what is likely to hit him. But this arrow is blind.

"'Bolt Trans'!

An avant-garde quartet strikes from the front, rear, left, and right to block the escape route, and Erica catches it with an arrow where it only leaps out into the air where it can escape, releasing the magic of Reefa, polished to scientific aids by Yustus' guide where it can no longer be evaded altogether until critical.

It could be described as a brilliant collaboration by six people beyond the game. If you have not been seen through your hand, it is the story of.

As a matter of fact, Harold was most vigilant while attacking the liners were Erica and Reefa, who could use high-powered magic. And I was also anticipating that the finisher would be a reefer in this situation.

If you're in a state of confusion, if you have liners under Harold, it's hard to use the kind of massive magic that involves all around you. That's why each destruction was moving aimlessly.

Erica's arrows can also be said to be optimal as a traction from a distance, given their speed and power. That should also be a common perception of the liners who have fought together so far.

And if Reefa were to choose to be the magic to attack, even Harold, who specializes in speed, would inevitably be the fastest Bolt Trans he could possibly be.

That is certainly the best answer if you say it with a chance of hitting it. It doesn't have the power to defeat Harold in one blow, but it can also be thought to induce paralysis and rigidity as long as it hits.

But it was, oddly enough, the magic of the lightning attribute that Harold was best at. And by the time I bounce off the arrow, I'm ready to unleash the magic.

"'Voltrance'"

Released at about the same time, it swallowed Reefa's bolt trans easily and emitted such intense light that even under the glowing blue sky the sun wanted to cover its eyes.

Everyone meditates their eyes reflexively and deflects their face. And after a moment of silence, if I opened my eyes quietly, there was a figure of Harold sitting calmly without a scratch.

"... something like this"

It is in fact a critical state, even though it is abruptly said, for example.

I was spared because I was unwilling to launch an attack from here and had only evaded completely on my mind, but this makes the story completely different when it comes to defeating all six of the liners. We must absolutely avoid injuring the main party at a time when the final showdown is now imminent in the first place.

It's hard to say what a good idea it would be to get Harold out of injuries, given the event he would be waiting for after this, and then he would only have enough options to escape because he could still leave the root of the disaster behind.

"Not yet!

The liner bursts in screaming as if Harold's words were obstructed.

It's a battle that hasn't caused him any major injuries, but still makes him an enemy to his parents for Liner. So the more painfully understandable is the feeling of being annoyed when people say, "Is this what it is?" etc.

Before the fight started, the liners were rubbing, so I said, "Would you like to stop fighting? I asked because I thought," It was pointless. Well, "If you're not going to fight, I'll end it" is a declaration of war, not a proposal for a truce, so naturally.

Nevertheless, because of this, this behavior of the liner, which is a drawback of being susceptible to emotions, was completely bad.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

A flaming sword is swung down that is even more powerful than that. A wild flame burns as it chooses the ground.

But when Harold avoids the attack without difficulty, he stands behind an empty crew without his support. And he struck the back of the liner's head with the sword pattern in his grip.

"Damn......!

But with a groan, the liner does not fall down and stomps. As for Harold, I was going to take consciousness with one blow, but I just said the durability is boulder. Maybe it's an indication of a strong will to definitely lose.

Harold stabbed the black sword to the ground and pressed its left hand against the back of the liner that was curling.

At the next moment, the sound and flash of Bachin ran, this time without leaking his voice. The liner fell to collapse off his knees.

"Liner!"

Colette rushes over one foot late. After that, Francis and Hugo will follow, but it's too late.

First, Erica's arrow and Reefa's magic, the colettes overlap their rays. This stopped Erica's hand, which was about to release the next arrow. Even Erica, who is famous for pinching Harold that makes it easy to avoid arrows, doesn't let go easily. The Reefa standing beside it was also not yet ready to unleash the next magic.

Harold sinks his body gently after making sure of it. The two followers who followed her in an attempt to protect her also put even more effort into the attitude of flying to Colette now.

But Harold is faster. Immediately after stepping in, in an instant, pack an intermission with the opponent.

"Ah?"

It was Hugo who raised the missing voice during that time. That should be it, too, when Harold suddenly turned to himself where he just thought Colette was being targeted. He was also a difficult opponent to follow, and Hugo himself would not have thought he could be targeted.

In an almost unintentionally close situation, Harold launches Hugo's jaw with a sword pattern again. Even Hugo, who wraps his stubborn muscle armor, won't be able to shake his brain without even being able to defend himself. Its large body fell on its back and it also stopped moving with Pickle.

At that point, Francis, who finally turned around here, slaps a kick into his abdomen before he restarts it, pruning that consciousness with a palm bottom, just as electrically shocked as a liner, just clapping and lightning.

But it's not what I'm after, but it's too bad. I kept disabling the three of them with each destruction.

"... is it really to this extent"

Words leak out unintentionally.

Now you can beat Justus? And I'm so unresponsive that I accidentally raise such questions.

An ally is hit while rushing over to the liner, glancing at a glimpse of Colette who is stunned. The shoulder jumped in a freak. Still leaves in front of the liner to protect it, but the weapon will not be destroyed and able to fight.

Well, you're the only ones left.

I confront Erica and Reefa with an attitude that I just don't see in my eyes, such as Colette. Reefa had a strong expression, and Erica had a resolute look at each of them just as she pierced it with her gaze.

"What are you going to do, still do it?

"Absolutely."

Erica responding instantly.

Reefa, by contrast, exploded absurdly with her voice.

"Uh, I don't know what that means anymore! And Erica! And Harold! Why do we have to fight you?

"Don't call me. If you're not willing to fight, just back off."

Of course this is from the Harold stream. "If you don't want to fight, back off? It is a request."

Naturally, I ended up oiling the fire.

"Ah... ah well, if you say so much, let's not do it...! Whatever happens, don't complain!

Saying so, I stuck the rod that Reefa shook up to the ground. At that moment, a golden magic formation is formed around Harold.

"This is...!

Instantly discover who it was, but the magic had already captured Harold.

"'Dual bound'!

The most powerful move as the magic that binds the opponent. Not only does it render the opponent incapacitated for eight seconds in the game, but it also reduces the opponent's Attack and Speed for a certain amount of time as an additional effect after the inactivity is removed.

If it's just performance, it's clearly a smashing move. Anyway, if you have a series of dual binds, any enemy will no longer be your opponent.

Well, of course, there is no such convenient magic in the game, and the disadvantage of using it up to once per battle or consuming three quarters of the maximum instead of a fixed amount of magic exists.

And one of them must have been "the impossibility of chanting and destroying."

(When! When did you chant!?

My head turns at high speed instead of my body not moving. But the answer that comes up is "I'm not chanting or anything".

The time between releasing the earlier Voltrance and facing it wasn't enough chanting time, and I wasn't speaking out in the first place. If it was chanting, it would mean before that.

But there shouldn't have been time for that.

(No way...... is that what you mean!?

The discomfort I picked up in fast, flowing thinking. That ties the answer.

Reefa was chanting. Before releasing Bolt Trans, Reefa, who peered sideways as he fought a riot, did cast a spell while emitting a golden magic light.

But now I think it's too long for a Voltrance chant. And both dual-bound and bolt trans, its magical light is the same golden color.

(You're kidding... you're telling me you used Voltrance without chanting while chanting dual binds!?

Dual magic use. If such skills don't even exist in the game, I've never seen them in this world. Techniques stepping into completely out-of-the-box areas that are, in a sense, less clappy than "dual-bound chant breaking”.

And Harold had an idea of a madman who could have such a crazy idea.

(You taught Reefa something, Justus!

Reefa is never blessed with magic. I just lacked the talent to exercise magic as magic. In other words, it is due to genetic and innate elements that Oracle organs were dysfunctional.

But Justus is arguably the only expert in this world of its oracle organs. A scientist with no one to the right in scientific findings in a world where magic is at its best.

And Reefa herself is a girl whose brains and skills are regarded as geniuses and not exaggerated. What if there was a self-inflicted bottom-up from both magic and science and the function of the Oracle organ was restored?

I can unfortunately demonstrate genius magic skills that I never had a chance to look into the eyes of the day.

"Do it for real, Erica!

"I know."

And the other, a genius of magic itself, capable of serializing the finest magic without chanting.

Erica Smeraggi's fangs finally caught Harold.

"" Raven Storm ""

New green and pitch-black magic formations overlap at Erica's feet and spread. It's Harold's unknown magic.

But seeing the sight made me guess what it was like.

magic of different attributes at the same time, and both activated by chant discard. From the magic you feel, each of them is the finest magic.

Harold, but if you eat properly, you won't be safe. Even though I know that, my body still doesn't move.

And Harold vanished into a pitch-black storm.