Ryusousha ha Shizukani Kurashitai

○ Demon National Army Camp Basilisk

I was sure I'd be there.

A sign that could only be really faintly captured, but that was something I felt several times.

There was a response.

And I was surprised.

Because his voice was unexpectedly young.

Basilisk knew.

He says it takes a lot of time and distracting training to become a skilled wizard.

I couldn't help but be surprised that the (shadow) of Dragon Nation, which was thus trying to threaten itself, was such a young man.

and at the same time recall the two names given to him.

- "Invisible Knife," a dragon country wizard.

The surest way to recognize an enemy is to give him a name that would make him appear.

It doesn't matter if you're a wooden assassin.

Otherwise, it is better to distinguish clearly from the others.

Because sharing information and taking action reduces damage.

In that sense, Invisible Knife was recognized as a leading magician.

Who of the demonic kingdoms could understand that it would be such a young man?

I would still be about fifteen or six years old. So they are recognized as one of those who threaten the demonic kingdom.

Basilisk raised his alertness.

Then, the movement of the signs that I had never felt was somehow, but I could tell.

I know it's melting in the dark.

This attack may not work.

It would have been different if Matamir had lived, but Basilisk has no power to pull this [shadow] out of the darkness.

So we just have to get used to the signs as much as possible while we keep asking questions.

A slight encounter then comes to an end, with signs moving into darkness.

Of course I don't chase basilisks.

Darkness is the raw (though) of the enemy.

I can't deny that I'm at a disadvantage if I chase you.

Except if you engage.

No matter how it melts in the darkness, if it strikes, it must interfere with reality.

I'm already ready to aim there.

And Basilisk waited for time.

Leon also didn't even know he was waiting for the time to come...

Confusion in the army is still ongoing.

The command of the entire army is left to the captains under their command, with the generals as the culmination.

Though the Demon King has the right of commander-in-chief of all armies, he does not like to mouth in jail and confuse the scene.

At the same time, even if the wizards who serve the king may preach the king's words to the general, they will not instruct him in his actions.

The army is being moved by the general.

A big rock flew in.

Near the basilisk, a rock collides with the earth, and its fragments fly apart into large and small numbers.

Pay only what is likely to harm the king.

That was possible enough for a basilisk with superhuman physical abilities.

But at that moment, weird discomfort blurs the back of Basilisk's brain.

One of the rocks disappeared.

I knew that right away because I was careful.

To where? Faster than I thought, the basilisk was turning around.

In a sense, it is a conditional reflex.

A rock was just about to show up from right next to the king.

"- Sire!"

Basilisk moved fastest and thrust the king.

But a shard of rock with a huge mass could not escape that range as much as it thrust.

- Baki, baki, baki.

Such a sound struck Basilisk's ear.

So much so that the king spit blood out of his mouth that he thought all the bones of his half body had been lost, that he became gnarly and the king fell to the earth.

At the same time, the body of the basilisk also has no sense of the left arm since it thrust the king.

When I breathed in, the pain ran.

Basilisk thought his ribs were broken.

Not only that, but my lungs are damaged.

Blood overflowed from my mouth.

"Your Majesty... let's go..."

I can't get my legs in and I can't get up.

Basilisk crawled to the king.

"Sorry... apparently, I... can't"

A king breathing rough.

Basilisk scratched the king's head with his right hand.

"Heh... heh..."

"I'm half-willed... forgive me for being impudent... give me"

"What... did you say..."

"The seeds are gone... and then... to my son... damn it"

"... is... yes"

"Ahead... it's gone"

"Oh... also, Shima... Su... hey... Ka"

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As the king took his breath away, so did Basilisk, who also closed his whole life.

Since I was younger, the two of us struggled together.

The demon king and the basilisk, who consulted first, both gladly and remorsefully, and did not speak of themselves as half-bodied, scattered on the battlefield that day.

- Demon King, defeat

With the death of Basilisk, that fact passed to the entire camp.

"Retreat"

The General who received the report told him that only with a stern face.

The whole army threw everything aside and withdrew.

Lara was among the group that raised the potatoes and took the lead.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!

Only the basilisk and the king's body could be recovered.

It was his mission as the Devil's Thirteenth Staircase that stopped Lara from attempting to make a special attack as it was.

He imposed on himself the task of bringing back the King's remains, scolded himself who was about to be (crumbed), and served at the head of the retreat.

"Your Majesty...... Oh, Your Majesty!

Lara kept calling on the king over and over again.

Of course, there was just never a response.

Dawn is...... yet, far away.