Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

Nearly this past week, Kyung-hee has tried to make one effort.

After hearing that the problem was mental, I tried different ways to deal with it.

Keep your opponent out of sight,

The idea of letting the sorcery loose toward the calf failed.

By and large, it's impossible not to look at a dragon that huge.

Then I tried to get my hands on the herb, feeling like grabbing straw.

Something that boosts your mood seems to have little effect either.

Extremely, it is the secret drug of the Dragons.

"So what's this?" came Marl and Laura.

The powder they brought, he said, was a very powerful stimulant, passed on to the clan.

Anything tells me it's drugs to keep fighting without sleeping for three days or three nights...

Exactly. I tried to defend that, though, about going into Berserker mode.

Isagi closes his eyes with his hands together.

I'll take care of the cure.

Lorisia nods as she offers a glass and powder.

"Drink without any more clinging"

Chen Jiu has chilled eyes while wearing arms.

"Hurry up."

It is three to one.

There is no way we can be enemies.

Or maybe there's not even one opponent in Alvaris who can win the celebration.

"I'll have..."

Celebrating pretending to swallow pills on wrapping paper and throwing them in her collar, saying something like that.

I just wanted to avoid becoming an abolitionist.

But Lorisia was spotting it.

"Issa! Renzo!

"All right."

"Shirazake"

"FUCK!?

Integrity in restraint by turning both arms back.

The rabbit grabs his upper and lower jaws, forcing him to open his mouth.

There smiling Lorisia hands the medicine, approaching.

"Yes, Mr. Yoshinob, let's, uh..."

It's like, "Oh, my God.

"Eh."

Pour medicine and water all at once.

Water is also spilling from the edge of my mouth and my nostrils are popping out.

Where it is about to flourish, Lorisia strikes the belly of the celebration.

"Drink, please! It's a waste!

"Asaka"

Falling forward as it was, the celebration stopped moving with a tinge.

Together with watching.

Well, what kind of monster celebration will be born, I wonder.

but the celebration rose.

Though it was sardines and sardines covering Lorisia.

The festivities of the day are dull faces.

"Uh... me, I don't seem to be doing anything"

Yep! and the screams of the daughters of the Dragon tribe.

After all, it was cheap to crush it.

Celebration asks back.

"What do you mean?

"That's the power of sealing. I don't care how much poison we take.

I drank enough to take a bath with the Demons, but I was barely drunk. "

"I don't know..."

Horribly unfortunate, a celebration with a complex look on its face.

I see, and Isagi remembers.

I've had problems with alcohol before.

I guess that's how I was the only one who got drunk.

Trying to dedicate his sanity. What?

Either way, Rabbit and Lianzhui didn't expect much.

Congratulations are magicians. If reason is lost, we'll probably only be able to use simple techniques.

In that case, a higher fighting instinct does not increase your chances of winning.

This is how Operation Celebration Modification was frustrated.

……

Only one of them, Lorisia, was biting her lips.

◆ ◆

I couldn't take it for granted.

Repetitive exercises, for example, have no effect at all.

I had no idea how to fix it.

Counselors don't exist in Alvaris.

In the meantime, I would try to fight against it, but it just made me feel even more helpless.

Gradually, the celebration was overthrown.

"Ha... Senior Isa and Senior Integrity are too impotent..."

Come back to your room late at night, continuing your special training until you're tired.

Celebration dives into bed and grunts.

"There are things people can and cannot do..."

My body was full of scratches and even using healing techniques I had fever everywhere.

It was also suspicious whether it would heal completely until the day of the duel.

"I don't think I can do anything with a burning blade like this..."

Speaking of the only thing I can do now...

Celebration draws code in the room.

That was a barrier.

No art, nothing, you can create it just by smearing it, just a black wall.

A spell that just rejects the other person.

That's all.

I have no fighting ability whatsoever, but it helped prevent the braces.

Sigh small.

In the last few days, sighs are going to dry up.

There are no rabbits in the room.

He had been sleeping at a cheap place for a while.

Tell me you want to leave yourself and Lorisia alone.

Even if you're worried about me now, I don't think you're comfortable with the cheap stuff either.

"You don't have my place here..." or something like that.

I think he's lonely.

I don't care about the shark.

Encouraged by Lorisia, who brought a wet cloth, Kyung-hee fell asleep in bed in her underwear.

"Ha... come back to life..."

……

Back to hips. Hip to thigh. Behind your feet. Between your fingers.

With a massage, Lorisia serves attentively.

It was almost indispensable every day except during the journey, it's a Russian routine.

The back of the celebration is full of fine scratches.

Even while he was in Brazzahas, he lacked training in swordsmanship.

Efforts continue.

He said swordsmanship, art ceremonies, speeches to politics, diplomacy, and academia.

But what's not linked to one result?

Perhaps the area is your limit.

By and large, the things in this world have been working out the same way for decades.

There's no way a boy like himself can outrun it.

That's what reality is.

"Yoshinob, finally, tomorrow."

"So-su..."

"Confidence, after all, is not, is it?

"So-soo"

The various means were considered by Isagi and Lianzhui.

But I don't know.

I think the unscrupulous ones are unscrupulous.

Not yet, if the miscellaneous fish in Lachen are dealing with them.

The enemy is a dragon. It is also the strongest king to bind the Dragons.

Fantastically speaking, isn't it Lasbos?

It's impossible, like fighting Las Bosses at level one.

"Well, I said I'd do it instead of Mr. Dutu.

Fighting guts is a no-senquence thing...

I didn't hear that beforehand...

I was flushed as much as I could, but I want to keep the last line alive... "

Celebration shakes its head.

"By and large, I don't know.

There's no such thing as this in my world...

A day of animation, games, networking... "

Crushing Yoshinob.

There comes the voice of Russia, where emotions have been ostracized.

"... Yoshinob-sama"

A little dodgy. The voice color is different from her usual.

"Ugh, yeah?

"Do you still think that Yoshinobu wants to go back to the original world?

"Oh, no... uh..."

I realize it was a silence.

Keeping his back to her, Kyung-hee puts his nose head on.

"... sorry, hey, that's weird.

It's not like I want to go back.

But sometimes I miss it. "

……

"Um, excuse me...

Oh, so, but I really decided to live in this world!

"... is that right?"

Lorisia stopped her hand.

Celebration rises and looks back slowly.

"Er... what's wrong? Lorisia."

……

I got worried about how she was not always,

Celebration speaks surprisingly.

It's a hundred years early for you to worry about me, or something.

Though I also felt like I was going to be pissed off.

Lorisia didn't.

"It's me, I really still can't believe it.

I wonder why you're here. "

"Huh?"

"They burned down the house, and my mom and dad were gone.

Then they took me to Demon King's Castle, where I learned to work.

Soon you and Joshinob will go to Brotherhas...

That's what I'm here for now.

I'm really surprised, me too.

If possible, go home now, with your Limino sister,

I think it would be nice to wipe the windows of the King's Castle. "

"Lorissia......"

"Hehe, that's the same...... with Yoshinob"

She looked away and distorted, smiling.

"I had no idea what was going to happen to me.

It's just that I've been working so hard, maybe...

Because I wasn't alone, and I think it was. "

"Lorisia, that's..."

Kyung-hee reaches out to the little girl.

Lorisia held the hand weakly.

"Yoshinob, you're weak, you're a crybaby, you're unreliable.

It's hard to smile... "

"Ugh..."

"Besides, Mr. Meantime...

I did the same thing... "

"Shh, excuse me..."

"But sometimes, you know, very sometimes.

I think it might be sweet. "

She slipped her eyes and told her it was pompous.

its cheeks were slightly red-stained

"Because Mr. Yoshinob,

You tried to protect me. "

"... eh"

"Limino, when your sister was attacked,

When I popped out, properly,

You came out, right... "

"That's, but..."

Senior Isa is about to say.

I shook my head at the thought and Lorisia goes on with the words.

"Josinov, you tried to help us.

So, I believe it. I believe. "

……

"I'm here for you, Joshinob..."

Pressured by her sheer demeanor.

"Ugh, yeah."

Celebration didn't even know what it meant, and he nodded.

◆ ◆

"After all, you didn't finish it."

"... right"

"What are you gonna do? Do you want Lord Misumisu Yoshi dead?

……

"Isa."

"... Oh, no, I'm sorry"

"Temehe, things are not right.

What are you hiding? "

"... Lorisia asked me"

"Ah?

"Hey, big deal, dude..."

"... Hmm. I didn't know Issa was coming."

"Well...

Hey, Cheap Builder.

I wonder how much sacrifice it would take to accomplish that end. "

"What's with the stick?"

"If we take the rapprochement between the human race and the Dragon tribe, we will also build peace among the demons.

If it is to be fulfilled with only one life, is this not the doing of justice? "

"I don't know very well.

But you'd better stop doing things you're not convinced of. "

"... right, thanks for the integrity.

I put Keri on my weakness.

You can't get lost anymore. "

"... oops"

It's time.

"Oh, we're going, too."

"I hope the celebration wins."

"... I wonder"

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A greeting messenger came and the celebration was brought there.

He had two swords on his hips.

Insurance for when magic was unavailable.

For once there was an audience during the dragon showdown, but it wasn't a show, so what sat there was sparse.

The vast majority are Behim Salid and his dragon cavalry.

By the Dragon General, it's cheap. And Marr and Laura, who accompanied me to the special training, stand.

On the other side, there is not a single backup in the seats on the side of the celebration.

Although Isagi and Lorisia said they were "ready for something".

Zero is the servant of the demon king, and it is lonely.

Celebration emerges from the arena stage, poorly.

As soon as the demon king could see, Behim Salid flew a curse.

"Kid, get out of here!

Burn him down with no eyeballs, no bones, brother!

That only makes me stronger for celebration.

"Ugh... that's bad..."

The glorious celebration walks out of the.

Standing in its front is the Dragon King Bahamulgus.

He was already ready.

"Heh heh heh, there's blood."

Put the black armor together. He had a spear in his hand.

Purple brilliant, crystal spear.

The duel between the Dragon King and the Demon King is not as bare as a rabbit and a cheap brew.

Hit each other's spirits.

That is a testament to true martial arts.

Bahamulgus swings with his spear up and pierces the ground.

I thought of the battle twenty years ago, and he was making me bleed.

"It's the return of Henrimanyu.

Let me entertain you. "

In the eyes of a fierce king hungry for battle, celebration is imprisoned like a cage.

The Dragons are born into a struggle.

They were born with hands and feet covered in high intensity scales,

It boasts excellent resistance to physical attacks by further increasing the internal pressure of the soul.

It is by inheritance that the prohibition 'veterinary arts' will be taken over.

Its effects are immense.

Body body with an overwhelming mass. Awesome defense. Mobility by giant wings.

It can further create an organ called a flame furnace for capturing ambient magic and converting it into a brace.

But as in the name of Prohibition.

It was a dangerous technique that, by continuing to use it, transformed it into a beast that would lose reason.

Whether Bahamulgus will use veterinary surgery after all,

I fought Slaoshald twenty years ago, and the wound just healed. Whether he could withstand dragonization.

That's the watershed that also shapes victory and defeat for celebration.

(When the fight starts, I'll do my best to get the distance first......!

Remembering, Kyung-hee waits for that time.

There's not so much I can do right now.

Although.

(Those two, I said shoulder to shoulder...

Yes, I swear...!

My heart is pulsating in pain.

I can't even think about things half of the time.

This is like the first real battle for Celebration.

The opponent's pressure is awesome after not stepping on the number of places.

I don't like the production.

I don't remember ever being good at a composition presentation.

Still.

Still.

Do whatever you can.

That's why I'm standing here.

"Then let's start"

With the words of Bahamurgus,

The copper tongue on the signal of initiation was struck.

As the sound aftertaste lingered, Happiness immediately stepped back.

(I can only use the barriers......!

If you hit a wall, it becomes a weapon.

If it's your magic, it's not like it's going to be so crushed.

That's because everyone's assured me.

Bahamulgus pointed his spear at us on the spot.

"Let's go, it's Joshinob the Demon King!

Barking, I've unleashed that spear.

Suddenly.

"Yeah, yeah! I'm defensive!

A dense wall embodies and separates the space between the two.

Good. It worked out for now.

If we can't do this, it won't even be a fight.

Only strength is tattooed with marl and roller. their flames. The walls didn't even pass through fine dust.

But before the eyes of celebration, the shattered magic scatters and the light reflects indiscriminately.

Dragon King's unleashed crystal spear easily broke through the magic barrier.

"Yeah!?

Avoid celebrating as you roll unnecessarily.

The spear blurred right next to his face.

If I had misaligned a few more centimeters, they would have taken my whole head.

Fear crawls around my spine.

Sure, I can't create a wall of great hardness right now, but it's too bland nonetheless.

But not yet. It's not the time to panic yet.

The Dragon King threw a spear early.

Then why don't you just bare your hands?

And give me your face.

Kyung-hee gave a dry laugh.

"Ha ha... why do you still have it...?

The Dragon King was clenching the spear he should have thrown.

Bahamulgus taps the ground with his stone poke as he shrinks his distance from the celebration.

"My spear, the broken spear. Nothing impenetrable in Brewnak!

Dragon King Bahamulgus is a famous spear master.

It was easy to predict that a spear would also be used for the duel.

That's why the celebration is to Isagi,

The Dragons were taught to have two national treasure spears.

Heavenly Spear Longo. And ground spear Marte.

Both are excellent crystal spears given to the generals.

Finely crafted its efficacy and countermeasures, and Kyung-hee is here.

But the spear that Bahamulgus has is neither of them now.

What the hell is that?

Breaking spear Brewnak.

It was considered missing, a treasure of the Dragons.

There are two special abilities for that throwing spear.

One is that you can keep throwing infinitely.

If that's all it takes, there's not much substitute for Phantom Sword Mirage.

The second ability is the pinnacle of the broken spear.

The spear can break through the barrier.

Unlike breakthroughs, an extremely limiting force, but nothing but a threat for today's celebration.

Lianzhi asks his men's daughters in a whisper.

"... little ones, do you know anything about those spears?

Red Dragon Laura and Marl tilt their necks.

"Never heard of it, huh?

"Oh, I just heard that the Dragon King found something out of the volcano."

"I was telling you!

Laura hitting her hand. Probably that.

Lian Jiu distorted his face.

"If so, Yabe......

When the procedure is crushed, it's Lord Yoshi... "

Behim Salide, standing by Chen Jiu, was smiling.

"Naturally. We are no longer on this continent, such as those that are enemies of the Dragon King...!

The spears thrown from the Bahamulgus could not be prevented, however overlapping the barriers.

The distance-taking operation went completely behind my back.

I can't get my hands or feet out like this.

(Do you have to...!?

Two swords lowered to the waist. Crystal Sword.

Do you think we have to pull this out and bring it into melee?

"How long are we going to keep running! Demon King!"

Brewnak is released again. A blue light flew in.

I tried to change the angle of the barrier and bounce it off, but it was futile.

As if to grin at such a small worker, the spear went straight ahead and circled the meat on the left shoulder of the celebration.

"Ohhhhh!

The celebration shouts.

It stains bright red in front of me.

Ouch, there's nothing I can do about it, it hurts.

Although when I was a kid, I accidentally cut off my palm with a cutter.

It hurts like nothing compared to that.

"Ugh... Ugh"

This is the fight. Yes, this is it.

I can't do this anymore. I can't fight anymore.

If I move my arm in this condition, I'm sure my arm will never move again.

It was no longer lost, such as the desire to be slashed.

Oh, my God. I think you're lying.

Even though everyone in the Demon Nation praised me so hard about myself.

That doesn't make any sense to Dragon King Bahamulgus.

I am like a pig climbing a deceitful tree.

But the Dragon King blames the celebration relentlessly.

"Demon King, Noon waited twenty years for this time!

Twenty years since the defeat of the magician Henrimanyu!

That's why we found Brewnak the Spear Breaker!

Fight, Demon King! Fight against Non!

And die a mess!

"Oh, no..."

Celebration lags behind.

He is willing to kill himself.

I'm pierced by that gaze, and my heart's heart is going to stop breathing.

Why not?

How could I not see myself like this?

No more.

This is the tide.

The difference in force is too overwhelming.

Yes, none of the Demons have seen Bahamulgis in person.

Even the rabbit is cheap. I guess I've never fought him before.

And yet there's no such thing as a reason that I can win.

If the barrier of the Pledge of Request isn't even helpful, it's not even a battle.

It's just a bluff.

And there...

One man stepped down, as if to defile the sacred arena.

He was a man dressed in black and wearing a mask that covered his eyes.

He inexplicably landed between Celebration and the Dragon King.

The dragon tribes who watched the scene also scream at the sudden intruders.

"What are you..."

The space seemed to tremble to the irritated voice of Bahamurgus.

The Dragon King flashes a crystal spear. The blue light turns down the place where the man in black stood, though.

Only slightly moved his body, the man was avoiding the slaughter.

So the Dragon King also finally realizes the heterogeneity of the man.

"Huh...?

Celebration, on the other hand, comes to mind the identity of the person.

Nobody seems to notice the Dragons - he's a rabbit.

He was ready and ready, and he finally came.

But why such a flashy appearance...

"Hey, what are you doing...?

……

The masked man does not speak in silence.

Turn your back on the celebration and turn back to the Dragon King.

"Let's apologize for the disrespect, Bahamulgis.

This guy is the Demon King. But too weak. "

"... who is it? I'm not just a man."

The dragon king's eyes pierce the masked man.

But the man is unshakeable.

"It's not appropriate for you to deal with him.

“Not as it is now." You'd think so. "

So Celebration realized.

He must have come to help himself.

On behalf of my wounded self, you fight for me.

Relieved from the bottom of his heart, Kyung-hee tries to reach out to him.

"Shh, seniors...!

But the man pays off the arm of celebration.

"What do you say, Dragon King Bahamulgus?

You won't be enough as it is.

Twenty years of thirst wouldn't moisturize to this extent, would it?

I'll help you. "

"Then let us allow ourselves to be named before this non.

Who the hell are you? "

The masked man speaks out.

"I'm a puzzle. Another demon king created to give people despair."

"... well. You, uh..."

The name also reached the Dragon tribe.

He is the demon king who destroyed the city of the human race and the user of polar art.

Bahamulgus also wanted to see the man again.

"Let's be good. I'll do my best for the pleasure of Non."

"Thank you for your cooperation"

Bahamulgus watches him go.

The masked man put up his arms.

At that fingertip, I draw the code.

And ask the euphoria that was taken away.

"Congratulations to the Demon King.

What do you fight for?

"Huh?"

Celebration overheard. Is he really a rabbit?

"Status? Honor? A woman? Money?

What do you fight for?

"Me, I..."

Kyung-hee returns, sweating on his shoulder pain.

"I just, if I live, that's all.

But everyone says we can fight, so... "

"That's it, you say?

"Nothing, calm down... maintain the status quo...

Oh, hey, something about this! Senior! "

"Fool."

The masked man cuts off the congratulatory answer and throws it away.

"How many sacrifices does peace now make,

You don't know that continuing to protect it requires immeasurable strength. "

"Oh, no...!

"You have no power. Anything that has no power but to protect is taken away.

You keep being robbed. Now, in the future, in the past. "

"I'm the Demon King!

Who would do something like that?

To the rage of celebration.

The man cuts back.

"Me."

The code of sorcery he paints in the air could be discerned by the celebration.

It's a laser-like, point-piercing fire.

The goal is...

Looking back.

"Lorisia, honey...?

The celebration was flashy.

She was in the audience on the joyous side of the arena, smiling.

That's with the same look as when Celebration conversed just before the battle.

It's like giving up everything, or believing in nothingness.

It's like she's not a woman, with a calm face.

This one.

Was this it?

Her change was this.

Her readiness was for this.

Celebration noticed.

Though I noticed.

I noticed.

But it was -- it was too late.