Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

"Was it already started?"

There was one woman in the corner of Howling Port, on an old watchtower.

Class B adventurer, healthy legged metallica.

Its face is crushed, but its eyes are fully equipped with energy.

After delivering the rabbit, Metallica returned to Bronzley and immediately U-turned as such.

The new directive given to Metallica, whatever happens, was' to see the end of the rabbit '.

Amarier said he needed only one trend, rather than asking dozens or hundreds of good adventurers for help.

It's a completely unscrupulous process. I thought the carriage would disperse unbearably.

Metallica peeks into the telescopic cylinder that was given to her - a specially crafted modification of the traditional one.

The battle in a far away place seemed as if it was in my hands.

They keep fighting as they destroy buildings in the corner of the city as if they were a tornado.

White on gold, purple and red, various lights blinked, or shockwaves were disturbed by flames, rocks and lightning.

It seems as if the only natural mutation that strikes the world is pouring down on this city. Horrible.

"... no, it's a flashy one"

Barely the best way to crush it that way.

Sweat is falling from the temples of Metallica.

Though I am able to observe calmly because it is so far away.

If I had been there, I wouldn't even be able to follow that shadow with my eyes.

I was just entangled in a swirling heat wave between the two men, and I could burn to death.

"Class A agent, you said, that guy..."

Take your eyes off the telescopic cylinder, Metallica sighs.

What's an "A"? Big lies are a good place too.

"If you're capable of fighting, that...

I wonder if you have a national share... "

I didn't know one human could be that strong.

That new chief of the Pyril tribe, who is crossing each other with him, is also a monster beyond his intelligence, I guess.

'I believe my thoughts have power, too,' said Isagi.

'If you wish the dispute was gone, you can scream like that.'.

"Each wish can be a great stream and one day stop the torrent of destiny as well. 'Of.

Then Metallica hopes. Let's not stop thinking.

myself also, may he help to defeat his destiny.

Metallica snaps small with her mouth.

"... please win, Isa"

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

"Don't underestimate me, demon king Isagi.

Who runs away? You're dealing with Ningen...!

Les Varis held his fist and gazed at Isagi.

Then I take the stance of a fist fighter. Apparently, he's serious about challenging Isagi to a melee.

Watched by many enemies in the sea breezing wharf front square, slaosharing.

Les Vallis is not the only one, while Isagi runs vigilant eyes on the Pyril tribes around him.

"Are you serious? This is my distance."

"You know what that is? Demon King.

Remember that. "Thoughts."

"You're a talkative dog."

"... a man with no less mouth"

Les Varis is set up as the fisting technique of the Pyril tribe, "Bite Fist".

It is a special technique that does not use a sword, but only beats the opponent down with his own flesh.

The strength is to be able to perform at any time and in any situation, but instead it is naturally less powerful.

Though a human being is not enough to cause death, it does not work for enemies with the slightest amount of fighting.

But that doesn't matter to Les Vallis either.

The propulsion by Soul Armor Ohan would smash through the defenses of every struggle with fine mind.

Fast and heavy.

That brings Ohan together. Les Varis features, but there are weaknesses, no matter what.

First and foremost, Ohan can only take a linear orbit.

The next thing you know, no matter how fast your opponent is, it's Isagi who wins on the reach.

If we can take the counter, all Ohan's manoeuvrability will swing to Les Varis. That's Les Varis' disadvantage.

One step, the isagi that packs the time.

A step further, Les Varis leaning over with a slip of foot.

A space with an air that flipped and strained from earlier.

……

……

Soul waves no longer make sense at this distance.

Isagi rebacked his wand on his back, gripping Karadborg with both hands, another step.

Les Vallis, as I echo. Also, a step.

Position enough for the sword to reach you already in step.

The sound of the world turns away, and a quick breeze blows through between them.

Still, neither of them works.

Isagi raised his sword on the upper stage, half of his body.

Les Varis rounded his back, hands next to his face.

……

……

Strength and strength. moves and moves.

Hit each other at the same time, smashing and scattering is better to lose.

It is truly understandable, right, the code of this world.

"- Ha!"

It was Les Varis who moved ahead.

He sprays his soul power from one leg and packs his distance in such a rugged manner that he falls to the ground.

Isagi pointing the cutting edge of the sword. Les Varis' actions have not yet been finalized.

There are four Ohan spray openings. Both hands and feet.

Movements will change from here. There are still three places left.

"Spinning claws -!"

Shortly before coming into contact with Isagi, Les Varis' orbit strayed directly to the side.

He comes around to circle around the rabbit.

Its rapid swirling, which instantly shakes out vision, will feel the illusion of Les Varis disappearing.

That's just as true for even an isagi...

Surrounded by purple light, the rabbit jumps forward without looking back.

Les Varis came after Isagi from his left hand, which went 3/4, not his right hand, which went around.

If I had reflexively taken a defensive stance, I would have been thrust in the opposite direction.

Les Varis doesn't stop.

Once floated, he assaults the rabbit while drawing a complex zigzag orbit by an Ohan on both legs.

"Shouguan Storm!

A kakato drop as it erupts soul power and spins like a comma.

You can't take a counter to that opponent with no less power than the Myolnil hammer of Isagi.

But the shark shook up the blade.

- Leg armor and Caladoborg collide violently, with deafening treble sounding around.

The rabbit, with his hands paralyzed and his face raised, saw a slight crack enter Piscy and Karadborg.

(I left you unscrupulous, I'm sorry, Balized!

It was worth it. Les Varis' movements stopped for a moment.

That moment when red and red eyes meet...

Faster than Les Varis spitting his soul power out of the four vents with all his might.

- Isagi jumps and tightens his neck with his feet.

Les Varis is not a fighter. I'm just relying on Ohan's armor.

If it's tight, the rabbit has more muscle strength a few steps up. Break the neck bone like this...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"- Huh!"

With that thought in mind, Les Varis jumped up and turned around.

Although a tremendous acceleration of gravity affects the whole body of the rabbit.

"Even Laura's flying skills were as tight as this!

Isagi doesn't break the shape of a four-legged neck.

The Pyryl are the same creatures. If they compress the carotid artery, they'll lose consciousness, too.

Les Varis manipulates Ohan to ruin his life and manages to shake the rabbit wherever it is.

Up, down, left, right, stirred by a mixer of gravity, Isagi never loses sight of herself. It is the effect of a forged sense of equilibrium and postural reflexes.

Keep tightening, despite all the purple soul waves released each time. I heard the bones of my neck clatter.

――

Les Varis, no longer even an enemy to speak out, plunges from high altitude.

If you're willing to plunge all the sharks into the ground, let go of your legs just before that, and the next moment I was going to slap one Les Varis into the earth.

Les Vallis jumped into the sea in a stiffness.

(- Nah!)

Les Varis water in with a wave bump of more than ten meters.

I was just stuck with this. No matter how much Isagi is the brave man who saved the Slaosha continent, the experience of water practice - since the classes in the middle school pool - is not.

Feeling the water resistance and holding your breath, the rabbit shuts up.

Furthermore, Les Vallis sinks far into the sea as it is.

(This guy - how far are you going to dive!?

If he loses consciousness, he can maneuver Ohan...

Will the rabbit be submerged in the deep sea and become an algae chip in the sea?

My spine freezes at the thought of myself. I can't get the light around me already.

The next moment, Les Vallis and I met eye to eye.

He felt like a nigger, distorted his mouth.

Late, I realize.

The code...

――――

Les Varis, who raised a voiceless voice, exhaled an empty exhalation from his mouth, releasing it.

Breakthroughs at close distances. The Righteousness of a Strike Special.

Soul extinction...

Isagi must also use a rupture in order to defeat it.

The rabbit also shot out the rupture reflexively...

At the next moment, the reaction dispersed the fighting temper between the two.

Then all that remains is a simple difference in muscle strength.

(This guy -!)

Les Varis surfaces to the surface.

I'm gonna get out of here before the magic returns to the rabbit. That's it.

There is no longer a respite.

Release the arms that were entangled, and Isagi tries to stick a blade to Les Varis' body...

- By Les Varis, who took it off the surface of the sea, the rabbit was finally jumped.

Rolling down the ground several times, Isagi wakes herself up.

The whole body immersed in sea water is surprisingly heavy.

I've never felt this way before. I should have taken into account the nautical combat as well.

Spit out the sea water with the tuba and give it a face.

"This bastard..."

"You look good, demon king."

Les Varis slowly descends as he rubs the nod.

He is also the face of death.

Rising Isagi notices and surprises himself in the hand.

Weird. The magic hasn't returned yet.

Are you out of gas? No, then it's not weird if you're passed out.

Les Varis' right eye continues to shine red from earlier.

The man pokes his finger high and strips his fangs.

"Soul Binding, your breakthrough is“ tangled ”!

……

Though I am frightened by the kindness with which you deliberately dictate the identity of your moves.

I see. If you stare, there's something like a thin thread between Les Varis, the rabbit.

It seems to have the effect of a sustained system that continues to invalidate the demonic powers of the opponent - whether they are themselves or not - for a long time.

I had no idea there was such a way to use this kind of breakthrough.

(So you were confident in the melee...

If Ohan's performance is to be harnessed for the Pyril people's physical abilities, that's not true)

It's something to do. Unexpectedly a rabbit.

Now the balance leaned toward Les Varis.

Because Isagi will have to fight with her own body surgery.

Only around how long was a young Pyril packed.

It would be to see Les Varis brave, the crowd's circle was even narrower.

"Lady Les Varis! You're gonna get rid of this one with my hands!" and so on, and one bloody thing jumps at the rabbit.

In contrast to the quick movement, Isagi greets you with a kick in the face with precision and unparalleled.

A man rolling down the ground like a rubber ball screaming.

Failure to use the sword is not an understatement. Because I'm watching Les Varis' movements.

Men who are after the rabbit, as if they were going to give it an arms test.

Depressing. Normally, I'd slash it away, but I can't even show a gap to this extent of the miscellaneous fish if I put Les Varis in front of them.

Though Les Vallis doesn't seem to release "Soul Waves" or "Soul Extinction" from each of his companions.

- At that time, Les Varis, who had not moved, drank heavily.

"You guys! Don't come near me!

It's like a sorcery that stops time, and the movement of the young people stops with perfection.

Les Varis pokes up his fist and proclaims it dignified.

"This guy's a monster! Enough to outrun Caliburnus, dude!

You're no match for us! Trust me on this one and shut up!

This is Les Varys, the king of the Three Kingdoms!

He's the man who defeats the human race and adventurers and makes a new history on the Slaosha continent!

He said so in a voice as if it sounded all over the city.

The next moment, full of silence as the tide draws...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. A whisper.

"Les Varis! Les Varis! 'The call doesn't stop ringing.

In the series of plays, Isagi puts on his face.

"That's a lot of popularity, Les Varis"

"I'm a Pyrrill brave man!

Les Vallis walks over here with exasperation.

His strength doesn't seem to be bottomed yet as he is slapped to the ground, strangled, and shocked by his hands and feet clutching Ohan together.

It is a stamina that makes me feel frightened, even though I say it myself.

"... it was brave of you to fight great enemies for your clan.

Then your title might be worthy. "

How are the rabbit conditions?

Only enough to count that the magic has been emptied, etc., but if we keep fighting like this, we're going to see that danger.

The use of polar surgery was particularly unpleasant. If I ever use it from now on, I may have to impose restrictions such as up to three times a day.

- Still, it's both the same thing you can't lose.

"Yes! All the enemies who stand in front of me, beat them to pieces!

"The demon king is defeated before the brave. Is that the usual kind of muscle writing?"

Les Vallis manipulating Ohan and making an assault.

Neither of us can release a decision punch as a rabbit, this situation sealed of struggle.

He manipulates Caradoborg and keeps playing Les Varis fists.

I don't know how much time that 'entanglement breakthrough' can take, but it won't extend to as many hours as it takes to say Les Varis.

I mean - until his magic runs out, all you have to do is keep Isagi judging Les Varis with his physical surgery alone.

This stuff is not glued or anything.

The more time passes, the more magic residues of Les Varis are lost. Isagi can just wait.

The sun, which was directly above it, was only tilting and setting.

The whale waves of the Pyryl soldiers are now as quiet as the

Les Varis should be able to beat a rabbit whose physical strength is inferior to that of a rock if he can even fist with a single blow.

Also, even though I can't use the fighting spirit, if it's anywhere other than Ohan, I can easily cut off just the skill.

- If you get both hands wrong, you die.

In all that tension, the two of them can exchange words.

"But Les Varys, a brave man would never defeat his father for his own vengeance, would he?

"Ha! Did you take your demon eye from that man! Well said!"

"It's not yourself who determines brave qualifications, but the voice of people all the time"

"Didn't you hear the cheer earlier?!?

"That's your inner circle, isn't it? You don't understand."

"Screw you!

A battle that never draws, with one foot on the dead end.

Eventually, the sun fell completely, and bonfires were set on the perimeter to surround the square.

Two bright red eyes keep moving at tremendous speed in the dark.

The metal noise of the blade and fist hitting each other will not last forever.

Even the fighting personals, that one hit that seems to last forever in the future.

The two continue to climb high to compete with each other in their moves.

In it, Les Varis always caught the eye of Isagi.

Dark eyes behind the mask. It always peeks Les Varis in the colours of the abyss.

Already, Isagi had identified the identity of the 'soul bondage' used by Les Varis.

This move, which continues to seal the opponent's magic, is powerful, but it needs to pay for it.

Magic consumption is enormous. It is lost as if the bottom of the bath had fallen out.

Still, Les Vallis doesn't stop using breakthroughs.

You can't stop.

Because I've seen the awesomeness of Isagi's proximity abilities.

"My advantage shouldn't shake...!

You are one of them and yet why and why can you take it......!?

"This is life experience, young man."

"Are you really a human race!? That toughness!

"I'm not flying around like you, am I?

Besides, I'm used to fighting without going to sleep. "

The weakness of the other person and how can I hold my breath?

The two men fight so that they can keep looking for just that.

We didn't compete in martial arts or bet each other's pride, just a spectacular kill each other.

Yet only at all times did the Pyril soldiers pray, scream, and wish.

The young men cannot even forbid them to weep before they have cut off the soul of my Lord.

How can such a death fight not attract and let people go so far?

That's probably because the two strongest classes on the continent are undisputed and genuinely competing.

The glow of life - and the crowd is blinded.

But...

Such things abruptly, end.

- Flying from the other side, due to its laser-like flashing heat.

――

It is no miracle or coincidence that the rabbit was shunned from the flames that swept the perimeter away.

While fighting Les Vallis, Isagi remembered his liver that he was in enemy territory, a success in evading because he had put a few percent of his resources on perimeter alert.

The rabbit rolling down the ground looks up.

The magic now looked familiar.

In the dark, it was the girl standing on the roof that emerged by a fading belt of heat.

- Sylvenia.

I don't know what to think.

I heard you were caught celebrating.

Then it's not hard to imagine what happened to Ignite, Sylvenia, or Lorisia.

Even at heart, I couldn't be calm about the way she bowed to herself.

(... Again, you, Sylvenia.

You betrayed us...)

But that seems the same for Sylvenia.

Isagi realizes that she is slightly upset to see what she looks like while letting go of her magic again.

The same goes for not getting the next shot, but I'm not collecting magic power at my fingertips.

He's exposed to total defenselessness.

There is no way Sylvenia on the battlefield would make such a fatal mistake.

Something - I guess it was an irregular thing.

Not knowing the intruder was a rabbit, Sylvenia rushed here.

That's how, for the first time, I noticed what a flaming rabbit looked like. Is that the place?

(... Damn, you're going to cry over that tenderness)

Les Varis, even though he is burning his hands alone, it would no longer be an exaggeration to say that the eyes of survival are thin when Sylvenia is added.

If you use a breakthrough to prevent Sylvenian magic, it will crush your soul by Les Varis' breakthrough in that gap.

I have not tried it yet to see if it is possible to use it in conjunction with the ban, saying that I tore Sylvenia's flame with polar surgery.

In other words, Les Varis must be discussed before Sylvenia is ready.

But...

"Don't do anything extra! Federation of demonic nations!

I'm the one who's gonna take this man down! I'll get the strongest proof. For that!

Les Varis drank that silver magician who unleashed the magic.

Sylvenia didn't look surprised by that voice, but shakes her eyes as if she was lost.

Only a long-time dating isagi on this occasion would have noticed the finesse of such thin emotions.

Though I didn't think Les Varis was the type to bring personal feelings into the fight.

"It's a rearrangement, Demon King.

I'm the one who smashes your soul.

It has to be Les Vallis!

"Heh."

Rabbit that leaks his voice low.

"Is that how you think? I didn't know that."

"Ha! I'll beat you up and crush you!

"I see."

Just a little, I thought I could admit it.

He fights to clear up his brother's revenge, is angry for his people, and has a grudge in battle.

If he were one of his own, he could have been as good as a friend if he had been in a different position.

Unless this is the place to fight, though.

Isagi wipes the sweat flowing into the pattern and re-grips the Caradoborg.

"But that's sweet"

"... what?"

"What are you, a fig brave man? I didn't know you would prioritize 'pieces'."

"You...

Don't fool me......!?

Les Varis bites his teeth so hard that he seems to hear a noise with Gilli.

Isagi sighs and thrusts Les Varis away.

"Lightness of life, weight. You should think a little more about what that means.

Don't clean up words that just convince your own weak heart with a good word for 'belief' or something like that.

What am I to you? Are you a good enemy for reconciliation?

Not very much, but we can't talk about it.

'There's no such thing as a really bad person,' you even believe in gay tales?

Is that a flower garden in your head? A maiden who knows no evil intentions. Then there is no good.

You've never really been cornered, you've lived in peace, haven't you?

You'll see. It's the general of the mountain.

Hey, it's the "brave man" of the Pyrrills. "

"... Horrible, Demon King!

Neither does Les Varis' anger reach Isagi.

I say no to Isagi that Les Varis does not deserve to stand above people at the stage he chooses.

The opponent who must be defeated must always be punished 'by whatever means'.

Until now, Isagi has certainly done so. Otherwise, something close to me will be killed next.

Love is unnecessary for killing each other. Because that leads to showing weakness.

Come on, before Sylvenia intervenes again, let's kill Les Vallis.

Isagi falls back again and crushes as he pokes his sword at Les Varis.

"Good for you, call a magician until you hit a lousy play.

You've had enough rest, haven't you? How about when we're done?

"How far are you from me...!

No more words to speak! I'll crush you with my hands!

before the dramatically elevated Les Vallis,

Isagi lifts her dirty hair with sea water, sweat and blood.

"... I don't hate guys like that"

Close your eyes behind the mask, then speak in your heart.

I don't hate men who bring aesthetics into battle.

- Because it's easy to kill.