Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

Huangqi Yishang was very helpful in travelling in the mountains.

It still felt more like a tremendous jump than "flying" though.

Using considerable physical strength, he could not be terribly used to the limit, but he was able to make significant shortcuts along the way.

Rabbits run at a pace almost no different from the Dragonized Dragon tribe.

The vast highlands surrounded by mountain ranges are all part of the Pyryl tribe.

It is called "Sunrise Swallow (Soulburn)".

The Pyrills treat this place dearly as a place for the return of their souls.

Wherever they journey, the Pyrrills will return to the land after their death.

I'm not sure about Isagi, but I guess it's like a sanctuary to them.

If you're going out of your way to apply it in the Japanese language where Isagi was.

The Pyril people are devout natural believers.

Against the wave of civilization, these are the things that live in a trade between nomads and clans.

During this period, the Great Faction (Ground Circle), led by the chief of the clan, is located relatively north.

After going through the mountains, if it's a rabbit's leg, it's long enough to arrive by running for two days.

Isagi kept running, sometimes checking his destination from the sky,

Don't get lost, turn to the chief.

With the sunset on his back, the trip to Isagi drew to a close.

Inside the Pyril tribe where Les Daris waits. You will reach the land.

◆ ◆

It was the man in the inner gatekeeper who picked up the rabbit, like a bear in a loose cloth overlay.

It was a rough look, like bringing a bipedal bear slightly closer to a human being as it was.

"Someone."

Who did what in a wild voice,

The respiratory shark answers as he wipes away the sweat with the back of his hand.

"It's this big camp with Les Dallis."

"... an adventurer"

The bear's eyes narrow. In an instant he seems to have judged Isagi an enemy.

Suddenly, I guess it's like a bounty hunter, such as a human race that asks for a chief.

The bear stripped his fangs and lowered his posture.

Fighting gathers in a man's body. The meadow grass swayed.

"From here on out, humans won't let a single step through...!

There's a bump coming...

A bear who has kicked the earth and stormed like a rock.

Stick one hand out to the man, and Isagi tells him.

"Go through, I'll let you through.

But I need you to convince me. "

Accept that it is easier to hit the body with one arm.

Before the stunned bear, the rabbit slowly takes off his eyelids.

Behind it, the eyes of the devil shine red.

"I command you in these eyes.

Of the Pyryl tribe. Make way. "

"... no way, those eyes..."

The man wandered backwards.

Call the name.

But it's...

It is not a rabbit.

"... Lady Les Varis...?

Rabbit's eyebrows moved tingly.

of the great battalion, treading on a path hardened with beasts and men.

Side by side the children running around and the women knitting traditional cloths, Isagi was guided to the head.

The tent in which Les Daris lives, which governs all Pyril tribes,

One of them is huge as a fort.

Because it supports it with only two struts.

I'm pretty sure something magical supernatural is working.

Maybe it's like a magic trick.

And this is the very name of the great camp.

During the battle, the Pyrrills folded this supermassive tent in less than half a day,

So they march as if it were the wind, and suddenly they appear.

Nothing could capture a soldier of divine speed, and everyone continued to be flirted with by the Pyril tribe.

The Pyrills who rule the land against the Dragons who rule the sky.

Throughout the age of heroes, the age of bronze, there is only one thing that has hunted down the Pyryl tribe. It was only the Demonic Empire.

Out of a number of insiders in the big camp,

Isagi finally reaches among the chiefs.

The guide's bear left, and what was left on the spot was Isagi and...

A man with a waist on his sleeping table.

A lion with a golden tenderness.

Put together an atmosphere of kings very similar to that of the Bahamulgis, great.

Big enough to look up, his body exhales his crouched voice like smoke.

"A long time, let me wait..."

Deep wounds to its left eye and ocular cord.

And turn your right eye toward this one, which has been stained white.

A man can flatter his mouth.

"... brave man"

Les Daris, chief of the Pyril tribe.

And the blind king greeted the rabbit with an agua.

A former sabotage user, a man who tapped into the usage of the ban on sharks.

That is this, the head of the Beast clan.

The air around him dries up, and tension wraps the rabbit like it did when it was released into the wilderness.

This is the qualities of the king from Les Daris.

But to that figure of a comrade I haven't seen in a long time,

Isagi asks, frowning.

"You, those eyes..."

"I can't even see it anymore. Wow.

The magic is depleted.

Sometimes it gets clearer. "

Les Dallis is an eye you're not supposed to see,

It does seem to capture the appearance of a rabbit.

"Sounds like your soul's hurt a lot, brave man.

Nushi's eyes are getting cloudy. "

……

Once again, fear crawls up from his spine.

The remnants of Cerdel's recovery should have disappeared.

No one can fix a wound to their soul.

How do you see yourself in Les Dallis' eyes after all?

He looks at us like a stare.

"Don't use too many breakthroughs.

That will reduce Nushi's lifespan.

This is the future of Nushi. "

But I can't accept it.

To his advice, Isagi shakes his head.

"That's not how it works.

If you have someone you can't defeat, even if you squeeze all the power you can have.

Whether this body is broken or broken, if there is a battle to be won.

If there's anything I can use, I'll use anything.

Whether that corrodes me one day or not, what did you know about earlier?

Let me try to save all the lives I need to save.

That's why I'm here. "

……

Or I thought I could yell at you.

Les Daris nodded loudly, hitting his knee.

"Ultimate. Exactly brave.

Was it Nushi who killed Caliburnus? "

To his words, the rabbit wandered slightly.

"Why would you do that?"

"Even if you can tell by the smell.

I'm stuck in Nushi's soul.

I see a few others trying to drag Nushi into the outer realm.

Looks like we've come a long way. "

"... you've become a much more frigid grandfather than you were 21 years ago, Les Dallis"

"Will it be like that already?

... will it be? Right.

So much so that the born child leads the army. Ultimate "

Les Daris was at the Demon Emperor War 21 years ago,

Along with the human race, he is the man who fought against the Demonic Imperial Army.

Unlike the Elves and Dragons, the Pyrills grow old in the crowd.

I guess he doesn't have the strength to fight anymore right now.

Doesn't sound like you're here to kill me.

"... don't joke, Les Dallis.

This war will not stop where I have defeated you. Right. "

"Ultimate"

Les Daris tells me as he reflects the rabbit in his transparent eyes.

"Be good, brave man.

I can no longer hold back Nushi's path.

Then at least. "

The chief of the Pyril tribe, why did Isagi appear on this occasion at this time now?

I understood them all and slowly opened my mouth on them.

"Let's tell the story about my son, Varys"

In a closed dim tent,

Les Daris' voice is heavy as lead.

"After the Demon Emperor's War,

The “adventurer” who was born is our enemy.

They take our land, little by little.

Driven by lean land,

The Pyrrills have been asking for a long time for revenge. "

It makes sense because he speaks.

That is the history of the Pyril struggle.

"I had seven sons.

Everyone is a young man of great acumen and talent.

Most of them are strong enough to represent the clan.

I give in to the absurdity of temper.

Then that was disastrous.

The four of them fought hard to drive out the adventurers, so they couldn't breathe.

It's still incredible, but it's true. "

"... it"

"By the hand of a human named Caliburnus."

Hero King Caliburnus.

destroy the Dwarves, destroy the kingdom of the elves,

crushing the United Arab Emirates, and never tired of it alone,

And the sons of the chiefs of the Pyryl tribe were returned.

Lord of awesome atrocities. No, that's the power of the Divine Sword Klausorus.

Les Daris talks about the fate of his remaining sons.

"Not even the three of us down there.

called genius, five men who excelled in martial arts,

And six men boasting witchcraft that transcends the boundaries of the Pyril tribe.

If these two raise, or give adventurers,

Let's not even beat Caliburnus.

That's what we thought.

My youngest son was a weak man, a coward but a kind man.

When your brothers die, make sure you regret it till the end.

Either way, these three will be the vessels that stand with the Pyryl people on their backs.

Until then, I would never turn my teeth to the human race and look at the opportunity... that's what I was telling you.

But... "

Les Daris shook his head quietly.

"Vengeance fangs kept grinding in the back of my mind.

There's a black blade in my eye that I can't even see. "

The chief who said so was making his voice feel remorse.

To the next word, Isagi trembles.

"They got their hands on it.

- To the power of breakthrough. "

I don't think so.

Again, the thought of

The power to repair the demonic world and overthrow all sorts of surgical ceremonies.

It is one of the four bans, a rupture that the Pyril continued to keep secret.

But in order to wear it,

We have to get over the odds of tens of thousands.

"It's silly...

You can't live with your hands on a ban.

That's what I've always told you.

Why the brave Isagi was a “brave man”.

That's because he was a “winner.”

Nushi was a winner.

That's why you left your name in history.

How many hundreds of talented young men were being sacrificed behind the brave Isagi?

They were blinded by the product of a miracle and chased the phantom. "

"... what happened"

To Isagi's inquiry, the man who was my father threw up.

"I'm trapped in the prison of my soul, and I'm dead.

Never set foot in this land again. "

Isagi is breathtaking.

To master a rupture, you need to be in a state of temporary death.

Find your way back to this world, trapped in the Labyrinth of the Devil's World.

Anything that fails to return, dies.

And most things, you can't go back to this world.

Isagi doesn't think he was special.

However, I'm sure some factor worked to make the odds less than or equal to 0,1% successful in one go.

Or was it because he was a different world?

Otherwise it would be too convenient.

The sons of Les Daris are dead.

Young, talented men have failed and died unharmed.

"Potatoes"

Les Daris changed the tone of his voice.

Earlier, it wasn't a squeaky voice of remorse.

"Confirmed death, three days later.

At that time, I thought I'd bury it in the dirt, just one.

A man came back to this meat world. "

Nothingness.

There is no emotion in there.

"My two brothers protected him.

Causing Soul Burn. "

Soulburn.

Isn't that the name of the land?

Isagi asks.

"... what the hell is that"

"The depths passed down only to the Pyril tribe.

It is assumed that what is chosen can only be used once in a lifetime.

The art of evoking and assimilating the souls of the Pyryryryls who sleep in the land.

If you succeed, you'll be king of the soul world.

… it's ironic that such a gifted bearer would lose his life by ritual. "

"... that is"

"You're back."

Like the great river that flows.

Les Daris does not hesitate, tells.

"Brothers martial arts and ceremonies.

Hate and resentment of the Pyril tribe.

A living fighting god, full of soul and magic.

The strongest carbide swallowed by force.

Seven men - Varys. "

The rabbit accidentally held his eyes in the back of his eyelid

I didn't know this man would describe his own son that way.

"In fact, his soul swelled nearly triple.

And...

That man took 2,000 young men from the clan,

I traveled to destroy the human race.

There is no more that can be stopped among the Pyryl.

With me, with my eyes. "

"... his eyes are on his son."

I ran out of rupture limits.

Still, I couldn't win. In Les Daris.

Varys. So many men.

Both Caliburnus and Cerdel are said to have defeated them.

The evil spirits they created had already been born.

"He already named the chief.

I'm just Darris now.

Les Varis. That's the name of the youngest son who'll be 17.

Brave man, he's strong. "

"... right"

Oddly enough, isn't it the same age as a rabbit?

And.

That's what I meant when I made my return from the Devil World.

The rabbit snaps in the mouth.

"Using a rupture on this earth, another man..."

Prohibitor Les Varis.

I just call that name, and for some reason my spine seems to tremble.

Isagi asks Daris.

"... there's no way to stop him without fighting?

"The 2,000 young men are driven by that man's madness.

It only stops by killing Les Vallis "

The lion smiles like a glow.

"I've done everything now.

Still, he won't stop.

Brave man, leaving Varis to Nushi is too pitiful as a parent.

But if you're asking me to entrust you,

Kill that man for me.

Neither the humans nor the Pyrrills can destroy it. "

……

A parent requests the murder of his son.

Wouldn't that be too sad?

But Darris takes 2,000 young men's lives more than one son.

I'm just saying that's my responsibility as chief.

Before the nagging rabbit, Daris takes off the eyelids he had on his own eyes.

Towards this side, I've let it go.

"Take this, brave man"

……

Take it with one hand, I'll see.

That's a black, thin, dirty, old eyelid.

Where the eyeballs should be, they are fitted with a demonic crystal representing the crest of the Pyryl tribe.

"It's what I was using.

Evil Eye Balor, the only magic tool in the world that has a disruptive amplification effect.

It reduces the recoil of proscriptions and amplifies their power.

As long as that is the case, it can sometimes be pushed into the performance of Les Varis' substandard rupture.

It is also a testimony of the chief of the Pyryl tribe.

Kill him, and the young men will follow Nushi with it. "

Darris seems to be ready.

But kill your comrade's son. What.

"There's probably only one brave man who can kill him.

Cariboulnus is alive, and the enemy is good. "

How should I take that word?

Isagi clenches his fist.

I'm sure the Demons will do something about it.

Though Isagi thought it was a good idea to persuade the Pyryl tribe.

Isn't it the fate of this world that rests on both shoulders of the isagi?

Les Varis, is that so much of an opponent?

Why has this happened?

But.

I don't conspire.

There's no way I can stop now.

Congratulations, Lianzhu, Dutu, and Lorisia,

Sylvenia, Ignite, Laura, Marr,

that Bahamulgus, Apianos, Metallica, Daris,

Dead Ballyzd or Cerdel are waiting for you at the end of the rabbit.

Les Varis.

There seems to be a man in front of the rabbit.

Like Caliburnus.

Looks like there's a man I need to cross.

Heavy pressure of responsibility to the bone.

Tension of a bond that causes your spine to break.

Fear of defeat.

The sin of slaughter.

With my hands and legs tied to something like that,

Isagi raised his face.

"... thanks, Darris.

I got it, Evil Eye Balor. "

"Oh."

The man puts a cheek wand on his knee and loosens his cheek.

"When you defeated Varys, come back again.

Let's have a drink. "

"Bad. No, I can't drink."

"Right."

"So, if it's okay with water, we'll hang out."

"Ultimate. I'll wait and see."

To the rabbit who turns his back.

... Darris tells.

"... Instead of borrowing from Nushi, returning

One more thing, you're overlapping. "

Words not from those who suffered.

Twenty-one years.

A thoughtful twinkle.

Isagi lifted his arms and responded.

There are also strays.

I hesitate.

Although.

You don't need to show people weak sounds or anything.

Absolutely undefeated, let's be the man who wins all battles.

If it can give them light.

Because that's what Isagi has always done.

A brave man is a winner.

Darris is right.

but slightly different.

A brave man is one who never loses.

Unless you lose, one day you win.

Unless it breaks, hope connects.

If you're indomitable, people get up.

The twist builds the times.

So what about the shark?

This is always the answer.

"Fine.

- Leave it to me. "

The prestigious voice.

Exactly what English looks like...

Herbivores similar to sea lions to run in the highlands - borrowing baobas for riding, Isagi runs out.

entrusted to its back was the fate of the Pyril tribe.

And the fate of this world.

I didn't take a day off, and spared no breaking up with my old comrades.

Don't look back, don't stop.

wearing eyelids, a testament to the head of the Pyryl tribe,

The rabbit rushes.

You're supposed to be in Howlingport, coming to the enemy.

◆ ◆

Meanwhile, around that time.

Celebrations who chose the airway had arrived in Howling Port.

Lands in front of the Demon and Pyril tribes as they lay a strict precaution.

After dropping off the Dragon tribe, Celebration, Russia, Sylvenia and Ignite headed for the port by road.

One line of demon kings was stopped by soldiers of the Pyril tribe,

When you reveal your identity, you are easily invited inside the Howling Port.

It's a vid vibe.

Pyril sentinels and golem soldiers are blinding themselves everywhere with an attitude that won't let a rat leak out.

Traces of human life burn down, and there is a pile of rubble on one side.

Something was different from when I visited here a while back.

How much harsh the shelling will destroy you so far?

By the way, the big rock rolling through the city is probably after the destruction of sorcery.

"... you smell something"

Celebration crushes on Russia as he distorts his face.

Lorisia also nods with a frightened face.

"It smells of fire and death..."

"Yeah......"

I think it's odd to say.

Sure it is. This place is filled with the smell of death.

He seems to compress his guts and suck out Kyung-hee's own vibes.

Both Sylvenia and Ignite walk with a fine face.

I think the military is amazing now.

Russia was not even part of the Dark Continent Liberation Front.

So I didn't know about the celebration.

Ever since earlier, the girl is shaking small.

In the eyes of Lorisia, the scenery she experienced as a young child flashed back.

"... here, similar to Minfest..."

"Huh... ah"

I didn't notice until you told me.

How silly I am, and Celebration blames itself.

Yes, the town of Lorisia was attacked by the hands of a human race.

From that burning and doomed town, she fled with her family.

... and only one was left behind.

"Oh, shit... yeah, right"

……

"... Lorissia"

Gently celebrate reaching out to Lorisia.

I shook that hand.

"Ah..."

"Uh... I'm on it."

……

Though Lorisia didn't say anything when she was upset.

I didn't let go of that hand.

Eventually, the Demon King line is led to a makeshift operating headquarters.

That was the most robust building in Howlingport - the Adventurer's Guild.

Stepping into it, apparently the interior has been replaced.

It is decorated with the flag of the Pyril tribe and… and the flag of the Demonic Imperial Army once used by Henrimanyu.

Though I couldn't believe it until I saw it with this eye.

The story was true.

And there he was...

"Mr. Dutu!

A princess in a red dress.

Blonde beauty with snowy skin.

Undisputed. Dutu, daughter of Henrimanyu, is that person.

"Thank you for your hard work in guarding the Demon King.

Sylvenia, Ignite "

When she raises her hand small.

Sylvenia stood still and Ignite knelt on the spot.

Kaya Kyung asks Dutu in an excited tone.

"Duh, how could you do this, Mr. Dutu!

We did well, how could we!

Dutu doesn't get a glimpse of celebration.

Ring Sylvenia and Ignite with cold eyes.

"Return ye to my command.

Now let your body rest slowly.

I'll keep you posted. "

"Hey, wait a minute!

Between that gaze, celebration interrupts the body.

"Hey, hey Mr. Dutu!?

You're not joking, are you, what's that character!

Me, you see it!?

"... Dutu, what the hell is this all about?

Softly came forward Lorisia.

Dutu looks down at her.

Cold eyes. It's frightening.

I've never seen a dutu like this.

"... how did you do this?

'Cause, Dutu, you hate to fight...

That's why you sent us out to the human race, isn't it?

Yet... "

"Russia, and Joshinob the Demon King"

I haven't even heard the words of Lorisia.

As if to order a servant, she tells.

"This is the land controlled by the Demonic Imperial Army.

You must return to the Dark Continent immediately. "

"Huh?"

The celebrations made their eyes black and white.

"Duh, what do you mean...?

"Dute-sama......"

Like a witch who entrusts a lost lamb,

Dutu didn't get lost in fine dust, and let him answer.

"I am the Devil Empire, the Devil Emperor Dutu.

It is what will inherit Henrimanyu's throne. "

He told me clearly from his mouth.

For a while, the celebrations couldn't say anything.

The letter was true.

I thought you didn't think so many times.

I mean, Dutu really,

Independent of the Federation of Demonic Nations?

What the hell for?

Why not now?

A new voice, based on the same confusion.

It was like a sudden scowl, slapped hard.

- I'm sure it's settled.

"Huh?"

Kyung-hee doubted his own eyes.

For a moment, he looked like a rabbit.

Review it again.

I don't look anything like how I mistook what.

Isagi has dark hair and dark eyes, but he has blonde blue eyes.

Beautiful hair like golden thread bundled in the back, with ears like cat beasts.

Its pale eyes are sharp and intimidating. I felt a willingness never to miss a prey.

Put together a unique costume, like a kimono, with a long tail twirling behind it.

And he was wearing an eyelid in his right eye.

Or maybe that's what it looked like, a rabbit.

But there's something about it that's not like a rabbit.

Evil. His presence.

If the rabbit is light, the boy in front of you is darkness.

I feel that way.

Dangerous. This boy.

A celebration of hindsight.

"Are you..."

"- Varys."

Pack the distance, face to face.

The boy names himself with his hand in his pocket.

"My name is Varys.

Make it the seven men of Darris, chief of the Pyril tribe.

- And Les Varis, king of the Three Kingdoms. "

Ni, and.

The young man stripped his fangs.