A Misunderstood Mentor

"Then we'll start Game One, Game Two. Whoa! Dear Linden Lindbergh, Dogma, welcome to the arena!

Unexcited about the first game, the second game begins.

Relaxed Chairman Barbaroy was taken to the infirmary so that he could be dragged, and I was led to the front row audience in the arena.

"Takumi, that was cool, Chikuki"

Chihal is happily on my knees.

"Brilliant, Takumi."

"That's right, Lord Takumi. That's my fiancée."

"Mr. Takumi doesn't want you or his wife, don't get on well, black lizard."

"I'll take it, I'll take it. Live happily ever after."

Pinch me, Leia and Chloe sitting next to each other rubbing.

Stop. The audience's gaze hurts and it's embarrassing.

"Demon King, are you recruiting a wife? I was wondering if you could join me?

"I won't take it!

"Give it to me. Whoa!

Miakis, king of beasts, joins us from the back seat.

No more, stop it for him. My assessment, it's a sudden drop.

With no ability to concentrate on the game at all, the bronze tongue starts the second round.

Mr. Linden does not move from the starting position and Immortal King Dogma approaches him.

"Don't worry. Even without the Four Divine Pillars, Dogma is infinitely closer to immortality. It's impossible for humans to do damage to dogmas."

Miakis explaining confidently.

"Human. If you're gonna abstain, now's the only time. This dogma is not sweet enough..."

Dogma speaks Mr. Linden forward.

But Mr. Linden greets Dogma with a gentle grin, blocking the words.

"Be in a good mood. Goodbye."

Such a blinking moment.

With the sound of supin, the figure of the dogma had disappeared.

You vanished? No, this is...

"... turned off by space travel. Dogma fools, they don't always take damage, so their defenses are roughly the same. But you can resist that much magic..."

With no damage, Miakis is keeping his head down on the dogma he's exited.

That much, huh?

Are you sure the dogma was just magically vulnerable?

It is also possible that Mr. Linden's spatial magic is more than expected.

"Takun, it's the same power I felt when I drew. The tournament table, it was decided by that woman's squid. '

"Right."

Well, if you can manipulate space, it would be easy (or easy) to manipulate the balls you choose.

"Dear Dogma, because of your disappearance, it is the victory of Master Linden Lindbergh!

The venue will be a booming storm to settle in the first second.

"Shame on the Four Heavens King. I don't know what else to do. I'll stigmatize you back."

A woman from the MC screams as Miakis rises.

"Let's start Game One, Game Three, shall we? Dear Miakis, Dagan, welcome to the arena!

Legendary hunter Dagan.

In the number of wild monster crusades, there's nothing out to his right.

Heavy aura was overflowing from its body, even though it was the year to plug it into the old age.

"Those who fight monsters must be careful not to become monsters themselves in the process"

Someone muttered from the back seat, next to the seat where Miakis was sitting.

Dark King Azatos.

It was covered in darkness, unable to confirm its appearance or expression, but its darkness was slightly shaken.

"That man is already close to this side"

The impression I had of Duggan was the same as Azatos.

The signs you feel from Dagan are mistaken for the beast itself, not the hunting side.

Wearing equipment made of the skin of a beast, a long gun was held in his arm.

Slowly ascend to the arena, staring at Miakis with a sharp eye.

"Retain with one blow. I won't let the prey I'm after get away with it."

"It's an odd encounter. I've been thinking the same thing."

I get cheers.

Beasts and hunters. Whether or not we respond to rivalries that can be called natural enemies of each other, we thrive.

Before the game began, Duggan lay low in the arena and put up his gun. The barrel is pointing straight at Miakis.

For Dagan, I guess this isn't a battlefield, it's a hunting ground. I feel a tremendous concentration, like I see nothing but Miakis.

And Miakis puts that gun in front of him, crawling on all fours and in a low position. My whole body hair was upside down. It's not like Miakis when he was in the sun in the mountains. Swallow and transform from a cute cat to a fierce beast.

"Dawu Guild, Game Three, Get Started!!

It was the moment when the copper clatter at the start of the game rang.

Sounding gunfire.

Bullets released straight towards Miakis.

But Miakis doesn't try to dodge a bullet.

Towards the bullet, he advances at a tremendous speed with a low profile.

It was as if even Miakis had become one bullet.

There was a collision sound of cancer, and Miakis' head swayed heavily, and he leaned back.

But still, Miakis doesn't stop.

In an instant, Miakis' pupil, whose head was returned to its original position, swung and elongated vertically.

On purpose, the audience made a scene.

Bullets that should have hit Miakis directly.

Incredibly, it existed at the mouth of Miakis.

Gullulu, and a bullet still spinning is forced to hold with sharp fangs, producing white smoke.

"With Miakis' moving vision, the bullet would have stopped and seen as well. There must be no creation, such as stopping."

Doubt Azatos' ears. I seem to have been watching Miakis' power sweetly.

Opponent Dagan is also stunned and opens his eyes.

"Stupid, I stopped the bullet! A rifle bullet against the Warcraft that shoots out tanks!

By the time he shouted, Miakis was already approaching Dagan's sight.

"Shhhhhhhh"

Miakis roared and spit the bullet out to the ground.

Covered in a depressed dagan, he sticks his fangs up his neck.

As declared by each other, the battle was settled in one blow.

"Azatose"

Unexpectedly, we were talking.

"Yes, what can I do for you, Lord Takumi?"

I have never questioned this before.

I was myself surprised that living with them for just a few days had given rise to the idea.

"Is it impossible for demons and humans to live together?

A little silence as Azatos watches the arena.

Miakis was shaking up and down violently as he snagged Dagan's neck all over him, crumbling it.

"It won't be possible. The powerless fear the powerful. The powerful despise the powerless. It will always create strife and never end."

When Dagan stops moving completely, Miakis takes his fangs off its neck and rises to look down.

"Damn, winner, Master Miakis!

Miakis didn't make it faint even when he received the winning name. The audience is quiet.

"That's our demon tribe. We hunt men, just as men hunt beasts. I don't think about the hunting side such as the pain of the hunted. We do not obey the weak. If we had a future in which to live in peace with our people, it would be full of contradictions."

"Contradictions?"

"Knowing all the pain, the weakest man must be our king. And that weakest man must be stronger than us"

That certainly contains an impracticable contradiction.

But can't you do something about it?

That's what I think.

Because Miakis looked lonely somewhere on the arena.

"Have you forgotten? That dream should have been abandoned a long time ago. When this tournament is over, come to the land of the border with the four of us, Lord Takumi."

"Huh? A little bit more..."

Dreams. Dreams abandoned by the Demon King long ago.

Once the Demon King wanted to live in peace with people!?

It was when I tried to ask Azatos.

Chihal sitting on her lap grips my thigh all the time.

That Chiharu face, with a complex look that seemed to make me cry now, I couldn't speak up, I just hugged Chiharu from behind.

"Let's start Game One, Game Four, shall we? Dear Makina, Azatos, welcome to the arena!

The darkness that covers Azatos explodes and heads to the arena.

The darkness was like a wall separating humans from demons, and I couldn't say anything again, just dropped off azatose.