[Alien Ring] Wizard Princess - Turn Falling Girl Into The Most Powerful Demon Instructor

"Dismissed general election, hey......"

Two weeks later. The Yus, still kept in fallen ruins, watched the news from Alto like any other HR.

"Well, I was hoping it would happen soon."

"I can't believe you were the Dean of the College."

Bashram and Bertilde turn and read the extra of the newspaper, which arrives three days late, and leak that sentiment in a somewhat frightened tone.

Where he originally sold his fights here and there in a crude administration, he pressed for the dismissal of someone so respected that even Alto entered his fifth finger.

If there's a good reason for that yet. If you actually peppered the child's selfishness and told me that the findings were forcefully twisted, it would be repulsive and natural.

It doesn't have to be the Bashrums.

"Will the teacher be okay?

"I don't know. Honestly, I just understand this system with my head, so I can't say much, but in this case, most of the time, the college and the government won't be better off than Lord Riera."

"Really?

"If Lord Lyella's judgment had no such defects, he would not have suffered any further harm."

Bashram and Bertilde nodding and agreeing to Yu's judgment. Tifa, who sees it, sighs as relieved.

"In any case, the general election itself has no direct bearing on me and Tifa, who have no right to vote and no right to do it. Whatever the consequences, that's a long way off."

"Right. Besides, I'm not sure about the election..."

"Don't worry. I don't know either."

Unexpectedly, Bertilde laughs at his mentor, who says something terribly futile with all the alignments. The suffrage is what I have, but I can't tell you about people. Bashram is sneaking away from me so I don't jump on fire.

I shall explain here the political system of the Republic of Trion.

The Trion's political system is a bicameral parliamentary system, with a president coming to the position of king.

Parliament is formed of an undisputed Senate and a House to be dissolved this time, but the Senate, made up of celebrities and intellectuals from all walks of life, is not much different from the so-called think tank as a function. As a result, there is not much authority and there is essentially no significant difference from a unicameral system of the House of Commons only.

The method of election is the method of electing proportional representatives and a predetermined number in middle constituencies for each state with regard to the members of the House of Commons, with the Senators voting uniformly throughout the country with regard to the seats completed and appointing them until the seats are filled in order of the number of votes obtained.

As far as the President is concerned, it is decided by the candidates among the senators in the Senate and House elections, and only at this time will the Senate's powers be slightly stronger.

At its heart is the right to vote, but only for those born in the Trion, regardless of sex or income, from the age of eighteen, who are given the right to vote from the age of twenty-five, but later naturalized, who have paid more than a certain amount of tax for more than three years after acquiring their nationality.

Since Yu does not yet have the nationality itself in the Trion in the first place, Tifa is not old enough, so it has nothing to do with this election.

For the record, only Bashram can run for senator among these four. Although Bertilde is born and raised in the Continent of Crewell and has a Trion nationality, his place of origin is not an area effectively controlled by the Trion, so he is in the same position as a naturalized human being.

"In the meantime, the first thing we need to worry about in this case is if we're going to be doing field work practice here next month."

"Right. If the teacher is going to stop, he might call it off this year."

"This article doesn't say if you quit, you don't quit. It was an extra three days ago, and something might be moving by now..."

"Unfortunately, as of yesterday, both me and Tifa were just told not to come back yet, and there's nothing to talk about around it. I haven't even spoken to Lord Riera yet."

"Right. So, you hear why I'm telling you not to come back?

"If we go back to bad now, both me and Tifa will be chased around by newspaper reporters, so be it. Especially since I'm going to be difficult."

"I see..."

Bashram with his head in his heart saying he was seriously troubled while convinced why Yu was asked.

Now it's time to calm down, but Bashram once got weird attention, too, and a newspaper reporter chased him around.

So you know how troublesome it is to have Yu and Tifa in the position they are in.

"Honestly, we can't stay here forever either..."

"But when we get back bad, we'll be chased around, too. It's easy to find out that we're here with Yu and the others."

"That's right..."

To Bertilde's point, I have to make a sinister face that it's something that really came to me. Come on, it's time to get back to Alto and get some rest.

"Um, why shouldn't I go back, too?

"I don't know the details. but eighty-nine out of ten, I guess the dungeon internship thing is involved"

"Huh? Do you have a dungeon internship?

"Oh. It says in the article that the people who failed in the redo could not be heard in protest. Anyway, there was a kid among them who was connected to the senator who was named here, or something like that."

"It may be a troublesome story from the parties, but Tifa is dramatic in her position and background. So, from the newspaper, it must be pretty good as a story."

"Delicious, is it..."

"Mmm, you look cute in trouble, too."

Tifa who doesn't understand what it means and strangely puts her neck up. Bertilde cuddles unexpectedly at its adorable appearance.

Even if he was over a hundred gracefully at his age, he was a lover of cute things Bertilde.

"Thinking about it, if Tifa's attention is going to be drawn, why is it going to be brought to my attention..."

"Though you will kill demons. For the last time I was solemnly interviewed at the request of the government and the military, this time it's going to be amazing with the recoil."

"Hmm..."

Bashram tells me, and when it comes to it, Yu thinks in convinced that it was.

When I finished Alto Garuda, I said the article was small but there was quite a bit of coverage, but there wasn't even any coverage regarding the demon gods, and the military PR just appeared on each paper as it was.

I appreciate the hassle, I didn't care deeply enough, but if you ask me, it's a creepy story.

Knowing the back doesn't convince me either, but that's why the recoil is quite scary.

"To be honest, I doubt how many people believe the story of the demon god being defeated and crusaded in that article..."

"If anyone has a chance to get out of the South Gate, whether it's a demon god or not, there's no doubt that something outrageous has emerged"

"I didn't even care because it's normal for me to be in a state after defeating the demon god, but speaking of which, you left quite a few flashy marks"

"Let's worry about that there..."

Bertilde accidentally drops his shoulders gawking at Yu's strangely laid-back dialogue.

This is why the overwhelming strong, who have been isolated from the public for so long, are in trouble.

"Well, maybe they know we're here, don't they?

"Oops. You'll definitely be looking into it."

"Then the newspaper reporter won't come this way?

"There's a pact there. It's a journalist's life, and in some cases, it can cause a monster in the dungeon to run wild, so it's forbidden to cover the dungeon and its surroundings except when permission is granted."

"Really?"

"Oh, it's not like there's been a new discovery over here, so a proper reporter wouldn't come to the interview until you stared at me."

To Bashram's explanation, Tifa is convinced that it is.

It's not actually such a beautiful story, it's simply that I hated sending in battle amateurs to mass produce wasted injured and dead people and discredit them, but the outsiders bashrums don't know what's going on like that.

If you're a bashrum with a lot of life experience, I'm also somewhat guessing the non-white backside around it, but the very honest Tifa believed it lightly without even looking behind it like that.

"At the end of the day, you mean keep your workouts quiet here until things change."

"Don't be. And then we're going to keep working on your surveillance."

"Well, if you think about leaving Yu and Tifa here, we'll just have a little eye for eye."

"... I'm sorry. annoying."

"I'm used to big fires and ice columns standing like every day."

"But I can adjust my power a lot."

"Sure, you're getting smaller every day."

Bertilde laughs bitterly at Yu's words like trouble.

I've often said that there's no better training than in action, and while I was dealing with monsters like every day, Tifa was finally able to narrow down the flowing magic.

Tifa, who has not yet reached its lowest line, but has not been able to reduce the magic flowing by doing anything, has not relied on limiters or the magic circuits that generate L.A., but has been able to adjust its power solely by its own will.

What can I call progress without referring to this as groundbreaking progress?

Most importantly, it hasn't changed that fireballs become firestorms, and I don't know much of a difference from other people's perspectives, simply because the firestorms of the great magic have become the firestorms of the medium magic.

"But now I wonder if it makes sense for Tifa to take part in an internship."

"If you're on the surface, you've already had enough experience to get around to the side of the escort."

"If you're a lady, it's only after that that that you'll be able to control your power more physically."

Unexpectedly Bashram and Bertilde also agree with Yu's simple question.

I should have only come to look down on the problem child control, but I had made considerable progress in exploring and training because I had stayed longer than I expected.

When a genius blesses the environment, it becomes immense.

"In the meantime, I think I've got my lunch, and it's time to go"

"Yes!"

"It's another thing today, but don't be impotent."

"I know. If we don't get a little more control, we can't go anywhere we've never set foot."

"On the contrary, I think we could expand our scope a little bit."

and so on, were Yu and the others going out on today's exploration with their lunches in their hands.

"Why not! I don't know why you didn't make me quit!?"

When Yu and the others were diving into the ruins. Effinia, who was told to be at home discreet, was rough as usual.

Normally, it's not funny for Effinia to have parents who are in tune with Effinia, or for Effinia to be totally turning to the enemy all this time.

The first adversity for Effinia, who has grown up thoroughly spoiled and somehow successfully catted while living in college with outstanding grades.

To that environment, Effinia continued to make even resentment solicited, rather than reflection.

"In the first place, why wouldn't anyone admit that I have a good fall that hasn't even been in class most of the time, and it's absolutely wrong that the eagle is failing!

Still, do you have the consciousness that it's bad minutes to attack with your classroom and recent actual skills grades, effinia, who starts attacking so-called bareback parts?

Clearly, with what mouth?

"As it were, it would mean the eagle would be less disgraceful than that fall. That's all we have to do..."

"Honestly, I think it's too late, ma'am."

To Effinia, who was rough enough to say something unsolicited, a maid who was watching how things were, stabs Todome in a chilled tone.

The action taken by Effinia in response to the words she did not want to hear was to throw things silently at the maid.

"Come on, why don't you stop throwing things? If they seem to destroy any more things, they'll probably have no pennies for the rest of the year."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up! What do you know!?"

"The lady knows that she needs to reflect on her position and previous actions."

"So what do you know?"

"I only know that your daughter deserves it and is about to destroy herself."

Effinia even summons as she lets her emotions throw things around.

A maid who strikes a pale chase with a cold attitude that doesn't even make one shard feel warm to such a lady.

As you may see from the exchange so far, for the maid Effinia was no longer a matter, even through the sentiment of dislike.

In the first place, the maid with effinia is already the fifth in her.

Previously, the four had been beheaded in a way that would not even leave them unemployed and re-employed as a result of Effinia's passing selfishness.

This maid, who knew it, did not defy anything Ephinia had spoiled from the beginning, and she also continued to receive violence in eight vicinities spoiled. He was being treated like that with the weakness of a place of re-employment. There is no reason to have a good relationship.

"You think you can just ramble on a eagle like that and just do it?

"Unfortunately, it's just fine, ma'am"

Ephinia looks surprised, forgetting her anger, against a maid who lightly, but slowly and clearly speaks out.

"What are you talking about?

"As of yesterday, I am resigning my maid of honor position. Now I'm here to stab my daughter in the nail at the behest of the chief samurai who took care of me"

"Then you're not at a better disadvantage. 'Cause now you're breaking into the eagle room even though it's irrelevant."

"Unfortunately, I am also standing here with your permission and request, so I was wondering if it would be impossible to apply a priori for trespassing"

Instead of his father not being on his side, he allows you to say whatever you want to a maid who can't possibly be the bone of any horse.

Affinia is shocked by that fact and solidifies with a surprising look.

A maid who sees that she is still not willing to reflect, and still snorts inside wondering if there was any point in putting on warmth or something.

I'll tell you extra information, just that I should fall to the point of falling anyway and get paid for what I did to the previous four.

"If you're uncomfortable with not being able to participate so much in a fieldwork internship at Fallen Ruins, you can hire an adventurer to go on your own."

"... you say good things. I'll undo your previous ratings."

"Thanks for that."

"I'll spare you that idea and I'll do it again. Be grateful."

"I refuse"

A maid who leaves the room with no emotion and no greeting for Effinia, who says great things with her gaze from above.

I just have to be flattered by that too modest attitude, Effinia.

She was resurrected only after the maid had completely resigned from the mansion.

"What the hell, man!

In the face of the fact that one maid does not finally get what she wants, Effinia throws away a completely rational kind.

He was a Knox family owner with a head that said he had raised his daughter completely the wrong way in a storm of irrational cursing gossip that poked its mouth out, pointless and muscular.

"Ah, gentlemen! Welcome home!

Three more days later. It was Emma Rajka, in the post of Tifa, who was waiting for the return of the Yus, who had completed today's hunt and training, in a lodging near the "Fallen Ruins".

"Dr. Emma! How did you get here? Is something wrong?!?"

"Something's happened, or something's come up that I really need to contact directly"

Emma, whose expression is a smile but not as much as a sales smile, is suddenly anxious to recruit Yu.

That's enough to bother coming out of the other side. Must be quite a thing.

"Gudagda, even if I'm saying it, I can't go on. Explain in a nutshell what happened."

"Yes, it looks like one student who didn't qualify for a field work internship hired an adventurer to board directly over here."

"... I didn't see them today, at least."

"Probably, we haven't been in the ruins yet today, and they're using a hard-to-find inn. I'm currently looking for teachers to split up, but if I'm staying in a little good accommodation, the confidentiality barrier to my guests will be tightened..."

"Do you have the kind of money a kid would have to stay in an inn like that after hiring an adventurer?

"I think I've got a sponsor"

To the word sponsor, Yu looks surprised. Whether such a thing is possible, even if we turn our gaze to Bashram and Bertilde, the two veterans also just hang their necks.

"It doesn't mean that companies will surround promising newcomers and young people, and they won't be asking for nominations at a higher asking fee than the market, or supporting them against equipment..."

"At least, there's no one of your age caught up in labor law who imitates that to surround children in elementary school of magic."

"My heart certificate is going to be bad, and kids who want to be surrounded in the first place will be privileged students from the start, so the financial burden is greatly reduced."

"In Tifa's case, the principles around it are broken, but I wonder if it's too soon for companies and serious players to move."

A group of veterans nods at Yu and Tifa, who look at things like that or something. With that in mind, Yu silently urges you to explain what sponsorship means to Emma.

"For now, we haven't even been held back to the evidence yet, but we largely know who's sponsoring it because of the issue behind the students coming here"

"Dr. Emma, is it possible that a student who even came here after such an unscrupulous... Mr. Knox?

"You got it, Mr. Tifa. Full score."

Tifa suddenly derives the right answer from the keyword backwards relationship, sponsorship, and Emma praising it with a smile she's not laughing at.

Bashram, left for a moment by such a teacher and student, hurries to pinch his mouth.

"Seriously! How do you know that in your current conversation!?"

"Eh. The girl named Mr. Knox has been making a terrible fool of me and Ricardo from day to day, and my uncle boasted that even the senator would say, 'Soon my councillor's uncle will kick me out of my way like you guys'..."

"Knox, my uncle is a senator......"

"... could it be Senator Alfred Knox's niece, who pressed for a change in the dean of the college that prompted the dissolution?

"I'm not familiar with it, but Mr. Knox himself said that the system of privileged students had changed a lot because Mr. Knox's request was related."

"... it's settled. Then it seems reasonable around the line that Senator Knox gave his niece money to be impotent to scratch the college sign and mud the college director's face as a return of interest."

Emma nods and affirms in response to Bertilde's confirmation.

"Your parents were at the college apologizing with their heads in their arms. You just got a little pathetic when you bowed your head over and over again saying you were sorry for raising your daughter the wrong way."

"But it was your parents who didn't teach you to stick to it and not to do anything you can't do, right? There's no room for sympathy."

"Anyway, you're the guy who's been solving the problem with money and status with an attitude of bad opponents unilaterally, without peddling what his daughter says and taking the back? So if my daughter is being used to be nice to her retarded relatives and she's having a big, unspoiled problem, she deserves it."

"Until this happened, that's certainly how it felt"

Bashram and Bertilde shrugging their shoulders in Emma's words, feeling like they were after all.

There, Yu pinches his mouth.

"Let's wait until the details around it are over. Now it would be enough if we knew that the sponsor was there, that he was a congressman, and that his motive was a return of interest through resentment."

"Right. But since senators are rich, it's a lot of trouble, right?

"Oh, because I don't know what kind of tease he's going to put on me and Tifa, which is the root of all this evil for him."

"Whatever Yu is, we have to be very careful about Tifa."

"Oh. If you're a true adventurer, you don't have to worry about it today because you don't imitate the insanity of raiding adventurers staying in a strange inn at this hour. If this is like an ex-con or an assassin, maybe it's different."

"I don't think there's an assassin line. Asking to kill demon killers and their sheltered children, at least something that doesn't fit the bill if you don't give them enough money for the state to tilt."

To Bertilde's heartbeat, Yu snorted that it would be.

Whatever you say yourself, Yu himself, I don't want to do such a nasty job no matter how much it's piled up.

"Then I wonder what they will do during the day tomorrow..."

"Tifa, if you give us a little bit directly because you hate us, we'll end up in peace in a way. I can't even look at you when you go to the lower level and say," Show me where you can. "

"The lower levels are full of feelings that seem strong, aren't they? Is it okay with kids like us?

"If you're a prudent kid who sounds like Tifa and has minimal self-defense abilities, you might be able to handle it up to about two layers..."

"'Cause it's dangerous if you don't have a veteran like us asking for escorts all the time, or an overwhelming combat capability like Yu."

To Tifa's question, Yu and Bertilde mouth the answer that it is practically impossible. Emma seems to agree around here, finally ditching her fixed smile and nodding with a sinister face.

"If that happens, we'll let it be a no-touch."

"I'm sorry, but me and Bertilde aren't going to be too much trouble. Even though, I'm forced to make up for Hande with Bertilde's spiritual magic that there's only two of us. I can't even take care of a selfish kid I don't understand."

"We are working hard to hold onto our patterns beforehand so that we don't. That's why we're mobilizing teachers from the college."

"But the teachers aren't exactly experts on that path, and there's a chance they'll poke a ski and break into the ruins."

Emma can nod to Bashram's pointing out with a flair that she was poked in the pain.

This would be the limit for faculty members who are only amateurs except to teach magic.

"Don't worry about it."

Suddenly a strange man calls out to such yus.

"Who is it?

"It's Randolph Yatok, an adventurer and freelance reporter. This time, I'm covering that troubled young lady's escort with a cheeky bunya that actually smells like special dane."

"Randolph Yatok? Um, from The Crail Canyon Chronicle?

"Oh, it's an honor to have the famous Ms Bertilde know."

Randolph bows his head in a slightly playful manner against Bertilde with a surprising look on his face.

Apparently, Yu, who followed him around saying he was quite famous, looks suspicious and pinches his mouth.

"So, what's the author of that" Claire Canyon Chronicle "to reassure you about?

"This escort is also unwilling to go out of his way to hang out with the child's selfishness and enter the danger zone. Assuming you broke into the ruins on your own to say something unscrupulous, and you testify properly around it in your article, it won't be the college or your wounds."

"I hope so, because for the most part, a case like that involves the surroundings and matters in vain. In the worst case scenario, the press hall's party could be wiped out and no one could testify around it."

"I know enough there. So I've already sent the whole story of how I got here, as an article, to the newspaper. Plus, I'm here on the pretext that I'll be ready for local acceptance, so I'm done covering your foot moves to the ground over here. It was a great contrast."

Unexpectedly, Yu and Randolph say something like that. I'm just a freelance reporter, and he seems to have a pretty good personality.

As for Yu, it's a statement that anxiety solicits, and other humans don't seem to feel very comfortable either.

I'd like to show you at least what article I wrote, that's about it, but I probably don't have it on hand anymore.

"I wasn't in a separate case when the demon god appeared, so I'm sorry about that already. For that matter, I have covered Lord Yu and Lord Tifa in various places. I really want her to be an apprentice."

Go on further, Randolph says that in good shape.

"... it's useless to just think"

Seeing a series of Randolph's words and deeds, Yu gives up to come up with a light idea, thinking that he seems to have his position and that he won't be able to control the kid that he's been on board.

Bashram rushes into its cleanliness.

"Wait a minute, Yu. Isn't it too early to throw?

"I'm totally behind you now. I can't help it now."

"Maybe, but if we're gonna think about some more measures, let's resist, shall we?

"We don't have too much time, and the opposite is true, we can't close up the press hall and let the inn throw up and go get him, etc. The reporter seems certain of his abilities, and there is no realistic response except to leave it up to him to respond to the results."

To Yu, who speaks up quite a bit, a bashrum that puts on his face. Bertilde shakes his neck left and right in the same way he threw it.

In the meantime, Tifa asks questions with a strange look on her face.

"Uh, can't I push you to the inn, but can't a reporter personally invite Dr. Emma?

"For once, we have a formal contract. I guess it's tough from a guard's point of view. I made a loophole so that I could make contact with you this way, but there's no excuse for the escort to just take someone he doesn't like to make contact with."

"Really?"

"It's also common for people who really need to be separated in order to protect their escort targets to actually be best friends, family, lovers, or mentors. It's clear that that lady is worse in this case, and I'm pretty sure that's unlikely to put her at risk first, because it's a different issue from this one."

"Speaking of which, the ancient newspaper you're getting to wrap up your medicinal herbs has occasionally written that kind of incident. There are quite a few stories of great people in history being murdered by their families for money, and you have to care who you see when you're an escort, somehow you know."

Tifa listens to Randolph's explanation and gives him concrete examples of what he knows in knowledge to convince him to look like.

To its good guess, Randolph gives a pretty surprising look.

If you're a child from the upper class, it still seems unexpected that a child from a village like Tifa would have guessed so far.

"Either way, I'm pretty sure it would be safer if you were going to come up with something extra. Tomorrow we'll have to be vigilant around there, and we'll just have dinner and rest for today."

"Yes!"

"Right. Ah, Mr. Baker. I hope you have time, so please follow this format to write your report. So, the elementary program will expire."

"Yes, I understand."

The elementary program expires, and Yu and the others leave surprised Randolph again to prepare handily for the next day.

selfish childish behavior. Feeling the signs of the storm caused by it, Yu were the ones who kept their bodies and minds well prepared at what should also be called the tranquility before them.

It was merely a whim that 'he' came there.

I discovered a space that just happened to be a passage and just left it to my curiosity to stop by.

Because there were all kinds of creatures ahead of us, we continued to observe them, and sometimes the nearby thought of not being able to touch them made him "he", which was twitchy and light.

That was fun, but most creatures just get close and lose their entities and become only shadows, and creatures that don't disappear quickly just because they can be lighter.

Upon remembering the sentiment of loneliness and boredom with the result, 'he' noticed that where he is today is underground and that there is a bigger world spread up there.

If there is a wide world, I want to see it. Maybe there are creatures who can make decent contact with themselves.

Moved by such emotions, it moves toward the direction where the number of living things is highest.

There was no malice in 'him', he was just moving around with curiosity.

I have no idea how many creatures that curiosity has claimed their lives.

I'm not at all aware that that curiosity could reduce my life expectancy.

"He" continued to advance towards a human settlement, from a space called the Fallen Ruins with curiosity, with all men and monsters equal, observing and extinguishing, closing in and extinguishing, and why.

"What do you mean you can't get in?!?"

"Exactly. The lower levels are too dangerous. The law also stipulates that, unless there are special permits or circumstances, it is up to the superficial level for pre-adult children to be admitted."

The day after Yu and the others made contact with Randolph.

In the upper layers of "Fallen Ruins" in the early morning, Effinia and the escort adventurers were rubbing it.

"What's a special circumstance?

"If you get flown off the surface by any chance. A specific example is if you get caught in a teleporter or a pit. but you know just how dangerous that is, even a selfish little girl, right?

"... Whatever it takes, it's not so stupid that it's in danger."

"Then give up and leave the contents of the field work internship to be done on the surface. 'Cause I can reveal enough of my classmates' noses."

To the words of the leader of the adventurer, Effinia nods with the feeling of disapproval. A leader who heartily lowers his chest to Effinia, who listens honestly and unexpectedly.

That's Ephinia and I'm not stupid enough to belittle the dangers of physical laws and random teleports, and I'm not willing to break laws like no excuse.

If you get caught in a trap purposefully to get into the lower tier just to look good and legitimately, and get seriously injured like a general fracture or be flown into a stone or demon's nest, you don't know what you're doing.

You can't just sneak in, because, instead of knowing where people's eyes are, you're out because your physique finds out at a glance that kids are trespassing, etc.

Around having common sense to the extent that I can see that, it doesn't seem so stupid that it can't be saved.

For that matter, I guess around thinking that you can screw up a violation of the rules during a dungeon internship, which is impossible no matter what you think, a child still means a child.

"So, what do fieldwork internships do?

"I didn't get eligible to participate, so I don't know exactly, but it's basically supposed to be a monster crusade and the collection of collections specific to fallen ruins."

"Then is it easy from the monster crusade? Has your lady ever fought Impuyagremlin?

"Because I don't, don't you have a field work internship?

Adventurers who are strangely convinced of Effinia's words. If that's the case, and start looking for affordable monsters.

At that time, a loud thunder falls in a slightly distant position, with explosions and vibrations echoing around.

Effinia shrugs herself unintentionally by a thunder so enormous that she is not stylish, and sits back with her feet taken by the vibration.

It is the elementary magic of a certain young girl apprentice magician who has recently become familiar with the fallen ruins superficial layer.

"... this magic pattern, that fallout!

Effinia decides it's Tifa with a magic pattern, not a scale. Human beings who are likely to disrupt the great magic of this hand, are calm in similarly odd places earlier, around identifying with a magic pattern rather than by the criterion that

Although magic uses great magic, Effinia has talents and abilities, as you can see from being able to identify magic patterns with just one shot of magic.

"That fallout, it's such a good nerve to hit it till you get here on purpose!

"It feels like we're listening, we should be coming later..."

"It doesn't matter! Come on, I'm pissed off, he'll show it to my eyes!

"Wait a minute! Private fighting inside the ruins!

Until earlier, I was still calm, but as soon as I sensed magic, Effinia ran in defiance of the adventurer's suppression. I hate Tifa so much, no, he hates it.

Most importantly, if you were surprised by the sound of thunder and grabbed your butt with vibrations, you would hit hate with enemy certification unless you were as close as you ever were, whether you liked it or not.

Effinia identifies Tifa's position with accuracy to the point of horror and rushes at such a speed that the adventurer cannot be captured.

Unlike Tifa, Effinia doesn't run in or anything, but she's good at auxiliary magic for strengthening her body, and if she pulls it apart unintentionally, an adventurer in the middle of nowhere can give her a speed she can't catch up with right away.

And sometimes there's only one place you can get into and out of the ruins because of the inn, and surprisingly, the distance between Effinians and Tifas is not far away.

As a result, Effinia discovered Tifa in battle less than five minutes later.

"You can't do that. Get paid for interrupting someone else's habits!

Effinia, who at the same time discovers, activates magic almost forcefully in a state of outburst. Around using the maximum output currently available at all costs, I'm not completely thinking ahead.

"What!? What!?"

Tifa raises a bewildered voice at Effinia as she tries to hit her magic with a ghostly shape, using defensive magic that can interrupt the magic she was chanting halfway through and activate it without chanting.

The magic of Tifa is completed and activated as soon as possible. The magic of the runaway state released from Effinia tried to strike there......,

"What are you going to do?

Cloud spraying away at the same time as Yu's words interrupted in a grumpy manner.

"Exactly. You can't miss this, can you?

Yu stares at Effinia and inquires as Tifa wields her herd of Gremlin with a single knife that she plans to defeat.

So you finally gave it back to me, Effinia shaking and butting.

Unlike earlier, when I dulled reflexively by Tifa's magic, this time I am sitting completely swallowed up by fear.

"It's a crime to deliberately hit someone else with magic that has no discerning function outside of training, no matter which country it is. No more excuses than I was clearly aiming."

"What... Oh... Ugh..."

Ephinia trembles as she is intimidated by Yu and poked pale at her sins. With a cold head at the same time as his liver, he finally realizes the stupidity of his actions.

Think normally, using magic in fights is no different than stabbing with a blade. Moreover, with magic and such in this situation, it was possible not only to defeat Hate Tifa Baker, but even to involve adventurers who were merely hired by the College to cooperate and, in some cases, irrelevant human beings who just happened to be hunting nearby.

No matter how many minors, it is clearly a crime.

"Sorry, I couldn't stop you!

As soon as Yu starts questioning Effinia, Randolph rushes over looking in a hurry. Other adventurers, who were escorting Effinia, also gather as they lay down their weapons.

Seeing where all the gear is dirty with less, not only did they seem to have been pulled apart by surprise, but they couldn't seem to keep up with the monsters they encountered along the way.

"I thought I'd miss it if it was a little bit, but if you're clearly aiming at this one, and you're intentionally trying to outburst the magic, then your supervisory responsibilities will come out, too?

"I'm so sorry..."

Yu flattered me, and I just have to apologize while I get smaller, Randolph. I know it's what my kids did, I didn't think I'd do it that far, and I know that excuses like that don't work, and I'm not willing to make excuses.

Assuming that when we are in the opposite position, we will never hear that excuse.

Tifa sees such an interaction between Yu and the adventurer, Effinia, with a somewhat troubled face.

Although there was no real harm, I know that you can never forgive Effinia for what she did at this stage, but I can't help but feel uncomfortable when I can continue talking about it while creating serious air for the adults.

At present, there is nothing like Tifa pinching his mouth, and there is no better way to handle things than to just follow the law lightly.

While I'm having trouble figuring out what's going on, if I just continue to be alert to monsters, something abruptly cold runs down my spine.

"Resist Mental!

Reflectively, Tifa activates the elementary Spiritual Resistance Enhancement magic at all costs to enhance everyone on the spot. Keep going, activate the elementary mental defense magic, and protect everyone in the same way.

"Coming! Put some effort into your belly and eat your teeth off!

Yu moves to a position where he strengthens his guard with care about two beats faster than Tifa responds and subtly shelters Tifa, raising a warning voice.

At the same time, the space sways small and emerges as something creeps out.

Something that came out was two-dimensional everywhere.

"... hey, what is this guy..."

"Everything, nothing, no matter where you look from, it's a demon god, right?

"A demon god? This guy...?

"Oh. Now let's talk about one thing, desperate?

Weirdly casual, approaching me with an atmosphere and movement that I would like to describe as, for once, human shaped, but no matter how I look from anywhere, Yu says something noisy with a cold sweat in front of an unnatural brush line with zero thickness, as usual expression.

Its demon god is as big as a human being. The color of the line is black. Its appearance, composed exclusively of contour lines, was a very odd sight because it could only be described as unusual and it was moving like a creature.

Tifa reacts first to that word.

"... Could it be that... you can't defeat me?

"Oh. Unfortunately, this guy is a demon classified as intermediate in our ancient nest, strong enough to compare to the last one that surged near Alto. That's all I can do about it, but with the gear I have now, it's not completely compatible."

"Incompatible......"

"This guy doesn't know anything about bare hands or any kind of attack that could be classified as fighting. Also, other than how to focus on a magic weapon made exclusively against demons, or directly into their souls with your bare hands, Intermediate and Above can do more damage than defeat them."

To that word, Tifa understands the seriousness of the situation.

Yu's weapon is just a sturdy sword, not even ordinary magic, as opposed to a magic weapon dedicated exclusively to the demon god.

And when no bare-handed attack makes sense, no Yu attack makes sense.

"... Mr. Yu, what about magic?

"That's a subtle place. At least not with the magic I can use."

He noticed something, and Yu and Tifa continue to consult in a dry voice, observing the demon god who suddenly starts walking up the ruins building and twisting the wall.

There, the leader of the Effinian escort pinches his mouth.

"The only way out, you mean?

"Don't be. Or if you stop for a week or so, you'll be back where you were."

"Don't be impotent... You won't be able to hold off for a week on your own, and even if we get such a powerful mental defense that we don't think it was just elementary magic, if we stay alert, our hearts are going to stop..."

"I guess. Perhaps without the magic of Tifa earlier, he would have followed the same fate as that Gremlin all but me and Tifa"

Ahead of Yu pointing that way is the appearance of Gremlin, who cannot withstand the pressure and life force absorption of the demon god and becomes two-dimensional and vanishes in no time.

The leader of the escort who watched it blues his face even more.

"Fortunately, that one seems less aggressive in itself, so it would be possible to maintain the status quo to some extent, unless you give it a little bit of a bad"

"Not aggressive? With that?"

"He himself hasn't made an offensive attack yet. Until now, it's just like we have a temperature, it's just the ecological trait of a demon god."

"Are you serious..."

"Oh. In the first place, even if it's light, I'm sorry if the demons attacked it with this degree of damage"

"Instead, if the demon gods were in a combat position, you wouldn't be able to afford to talk this relaxed."

"Right."

Hear Yu and Tifa's words, what the heck. That, along with the adventurer crushing in a dry voice.

Even Randolph, who would have seen numerous training grounds as a journalist, does not seem to have experienced the irrationality of just being on the spot causing devastating damage.

"Anyway, stop or whatever, I can't move when you guys are around. Take that girl and get out of here."

"Oh, oh..."

"I'm sorry, don't die."

The adventurers try to walk away with Ephinia prompted by Yu and stunned by him.

No matter how many journalists they are, they know it will get in the way and they don't want to stay, and Randolph seems to withdraw as well.

I don't care about the danger to my life, etc., but it is a foolishness that I should never do as a journalistic adventurer, such as fall down with my leg pulled quote and crush my special dane for it.

Because of the proper choice of trade-offs around it, Randolph was able to dive through a number of dangers to grab various special danes and raise his name as a journalistic adventurer, but only this time he seems to have failed to discern.

"Huh! Magic barrier!

Tifa responding to something activates it with just enough output to once again produce unchanging defensive magic. About a few seconds faster than that, Yu also thickens his chi defense.

Magic barrier with magic for a few ordinary magicians, while generating a lot of loss, protects everyone on this scene with strength that doesn't seem like elementary unchanging magic.

Immediately after that, a light attribute attack magic, Skolray, that is so far-reaching and powerful as to involve everyone in this scene, is knocked into the demon god.

"Fellow mindless, you know what I mean!

Yu turned his gaze in a direction with signs of sudden appearance as to who made such a mess while being protected by Tifa's barrier.

Across the demon gods. Opposite the Yus. There was a magician there who was still young, probably about twenty years old, screaming as he glanced at the place where there was a demon god in his ghostly form.

Apparently, a young sorcerer who happened to survive has overcome his fears with a vengeful mind, activating with all his magic the greatest attack magic that can be used only to reward him with one arrow.

Naturally, there is no concern that there may be someone around, etc.

I guess I did not overcome my fears to see the narrowing of that field of view, but was contaminated with the spirit under the pressure of the demon god. I'm sure my fellow enemy is also paranoid and must have just been used in the name of elimination actions.

Either way, no matter how powerful Skolray is, to the extent that even the defensive magic of the less complete Tifa, stretched out at the mercy of magic, can't possibly work for the Demon God.

Naturally, the Demon God began to move snugly to appeal to its survival without taking any damage.

"Hih! Ki, it's not working!?"

That became the last word of the young sorcerer.

Though not damaged in any way, they found out that they had been attacked, because the body of the demon god turned red and went back to strike, as if to show anger.

When the arm-like line of the demon god is swung up and down, a radius of about twenty meters around the magician compresses and extinguishes into two dimensions.

The ground was the only place where there was no change, but within the limits of what the demon gods had attacked, it was further ground as if nothing had happened there from the beginning.

"... this one's locked on, too. We're going to have to fight now."

"So, are you okay?

"Oh. Fortunately, I won't take any damage to that extent. I mean it, but..."

With that said, Yu slowly walks over to draw the attention of the demon god. Move little by little so as not to involve the Tiffas, even by mistake, in a direction that you think is probably a flank to the demons.

"In the meantime, something or so could go through the damage. Try your best to protect yourself from getting caught up in the attack. Looks like we could have prevented the attack earlier?

"Maybe we can figure it out!

"Okay. And I'm not telling you not to attack me because I don't have a lot of trouble over here, but try to avoid imitating me poorly and draw attention. I don't know if I'm going to try, but I can't seem to afford to follow you that far."

"Yes!

Yu instructs Tifa to do so, moving to draw attention without attacking the demon.

Following Yu's instructions, Tifa quietly enters the observation after layering defensive magic specializing in mental defense and space-based attacks for now, and further strengthening Yu's defense.

You understood you were ready at that point, or the attack finally flew in from the demon god.

A demon god waving his arms sideways. A fault of space spreads over a distance of about one hundred and fifty meters and a fan shape of about one hundred and twenty degrees as it moves.

If you give in, you can barely dodge it. Yuu takes it spoiledly. Further pursuit there. The pinpoint compresses and extrudes the space around each person.

"After all, is this the type that doesn't have that much firepower"

Yu decides that way because the blow to Mizo was no big deal. If we do it well, we might be able to buy a week to chase it back, even if we can't defeat it.

"Let's start by checking every possible attack on this guy."

There are few valid items for this attack anyway. Yu decides to continue to be attacked because it takes some time no matter how he falls.

"Come on, your bills, let's see more and more!

A demon who rides Yu's provocation or launches various attacks.

It was this way that Yu, who was overwhelmingly short of offensive power and means of attack, entered into an unfavourable and enduring war with no prospects.

"... Miss, is the magic all right?

Thirty minutes from the start of the fight. One of the adventurers speaks out anxiously to Tifa, who has already prevented more than ten attacks.

"Magic is fine. You don't have to adjust the amount of product you use precisely, so it's rather easy to control."

Answering that to an anxious adventurer, Tifa continues to observe the demon god still without dealing with him any more.

Regardless, we do not just visually observe. I concentrate my activated mind on my eyes and ears from the start, sharpening my whole nerve, observing my opponent with a makeover that overlooks any minor changes.

As a result, he was spotting some facts as he blurted out.

(... Even a bare-handed attack seems to be affecting the demon god a little bit when he wraps around his carefree nails and flames...)

Tifa sees several Yu interceptions and towed attacks and concludes so.

To see that the last time I saved Tifa and the others, the body surrounding the dragon's aura didn't make any sense, a fighting attack may be a surprisingly strict treatment.

"... why..."

"What?"

"... why are you so fine..."

There may be some kind of hand. Where I'm even spinning my head full because I think so, Effinia calls out pounding.

"... it's not okay."

Tifa answers that honestly even though she feels slightly troubled by being watered where she is concentrating.

"In front of me, a lot of people are dying!? Dr. Adela, who did well to the eagles, is dead too!?"

"Hey, lady. Keep it that way."

"Why!? If you abandoned the eagle, you might have helped those people!? If the eagle had to be on his own, the teacher wouldn't have died!? If you had helped him in the first place!?"

"I'm sorry. If you don't do that later, Mr. Yu is dead. If Mr. Yu dies, that's why I'm sorry."

Tifa completely truncates Ephinia's words and once again devotes her full attention to the observation of the Demon God.

In fact, since Yu started fighting demon gods and Tifa started observing, there have been many humans straying on this scene, each time involved in demon god attacks and losing their lives.

Not many of them could have been helped if Tifa had done well, but now I can't afford to regret it.

You'll regret dying later anyway, so you have to survive here first to do so.

"... Lord Yu and Lord Tifa deserve serious respect. I'm so full of heart breaking that I can't even get in the way of helping a lost person."

"Not at all. I've never felt so sorry for an adventurer before."

Leader of the escort agreeing to Randolph's mourning. Trions who have never properly encountered a demon god since the founding of the country really lack the mindset and preparation around here.

Most of all, even Belfar, who has a constant battlefield mindset against demons, hardly exists the means by which a human being who is not a demon killer can be involved in a battle against demons, at best to the extent that some well-armed warriors and magicians can defend themselves.

(... earlier Skolray was invalid. That's probably because it doesn't have the nature to act on souls. So, why don't you mind your own business and let them possess the characteristics of a soul attack?... my ability to control it, I can't attack it because it involves Mr. Yu)

Tifa continues to focus approximately on the words of Randolph and his reflections from the observations.

Do you have any good hands, summarise the knowledge you have gained by immersing yourself in the classroom and library, and explore means that can do some damage?

(If you simply don't have enough Attack and the damage doesn't go through, increase your Attack or decrease your opponent's Defense. In this case, the attacking power as well as the attribute compatibility is not good......)

That's where I came up with the plan rapidly in my head.

As it stands, only Yu can do decent damage. Then we'll have to work on it so Yu's attacks can pass.

Tifa chose to try the magic of lowering the opponent's Attribute Resistance.

"Mr. Yu! Fault magic!

"Okay!

Yu listens to Tifa's words and takes all the attention of the demon god to his best.

The demon god seems to be having some fun with Yu, who suddenly starts aggressively attacking him.

There, Tifa's all-powerful crippling magic is activated.

"Deckley's Resist Fire!"

The fiery dragon unleashed by Yu hit directly against the demon god, who in an instant shredded his resistance to less than half.

It still seems that some attribute compatibility is doing the job, and although I can't even say that the power has been greatly attenuated to inflict a fatal rather than a hand wound, that has been the biggest damage ever.

(... the damage is now done. But it still attenuates more than resistance)

Tifa confirms the results and enters the discussion again. In the meantime, don't forget to apply defensive magic to the adventurer in the corner of his sight to protect him from the aftermath, and fine support such as healing magic and defensive magic to Yu, whose defense begins to drain a little bit.

"... what, what, that..."

"Are you sure it's the right year...?

Effinia and the adventurers who watched Tifa like that, but finally realized what they could do when they saw Yu do the magic of recovery.

"Lady, fine wound healing is done by our magician. Lady, focus on figuring out how to defeat the demon gods and healing the big, life-threatening wounds."

"Okay."

Nodding at the offer of the leader of the escort, Tifa concentrates again on her thoughts.

To be honest, I would be very grateful if you could do a fine wound treatment.

I can afford magic, but honestly it's time to wield too much great magic that doesn't fit my height, and my strength is getting tougher.

(... maybe that's the same phenomenon when you attack a monster that only hurts with a silver or magic weapon with a weapon that the Enchant Weapon took on. So if it's a move classified as an attack of bare hands, only the amount of damage can pass for the attribute attack...)

Tifa realizes the limitations of how to do it now and wonders if there is any better way.

In this case, it makes little sense to increase your attack power. Besides, disability magic is about to be broken.

When this happens, we need a more fundamental response.

Yes, somehow we switch to a non-fighting means of attack.

In this case, what makes it a neck is that there are no weapons. Then I guess I should make a weapon, but I don't know if Yu can wield a weapon made of Tifa's magic and use his moves fully.

More than that, in the first place, with Tifa's ability to control now, I can't make a weapon that's just the right size, balanced, and easy to use.

More to the point, the magic of creating weapons with magic is high-difficulty higher-level magic that you will finally remember as part of your research after completing a higher degree program.

In Tifa nowadays, just because you somehow know how to do it, it's even suspicious if you'll succeed before the proper weapons.

Then what? Among the old materials I once read, there seemed to be only one means I could use.

"Mr. Yu! I'll modify the sword!

"... can you do it!?"

"I don't know because it's bump production! But I know how to do it!

He nods small at the very honest word of Tifa, and lowers down every sheath of the sword he was carrying and throws it over Tifa.

Randolph, who caught it surrogate, unloads it in front of Tifa.

"I'll give it to him myself, so Lord Tiffa will focus on magic."

"Yes!"

When I nod vigorously at Randolph's words, I breathe to work out my mind slowly.

The magic you are about to do requires quite delicate control for the extreme amount of magic you need.

If it is the magic of Tifa, who is a violent horse, he will definitely fail first if he does not have the control to mix his mind.

Circulating the magic all over your body with a precise and well-minded mixture, you rely on your memory to penetrate the sword of Yu little by little as you chant the magic. Gradually degenerate the steel from the inside into magic steel as it is, leaving the whole thing with no particles and no magic.

Draw more than one magic formation with magic and stretch it to cover the surface of the sword with high density to avoid overlapping, passing magic all at once.

"Elder Enchant Weapon!"

Now obsolete, the magic that has become the prototype of Enchanted Weapon. At first, Enchanted Weapon was referring to this magic thing, but now that there is something easier and more certain, Tifa gave it this name as a trigger, improvisation.

Just because it is a prototype of Enchanted Weapon, this magically permeated magic will not settle. Moreover, there is more demanding magic than building magic weapons, and it is difficult to control them to avoid damaging them.

Few users were created by its poor user-friendliness, but the possibility of damage being inflicted on advanced daemon species with ordinary weapons could not be discarded, and a large number of wizards studied the research and developed a way to lay a membrane of magic on the surface of what is now the dominant weapon.

So this magic is inferior to the Enchanted Weapon today in many respects, but there is only one element that gives it an advantage.

That is in that, during the Effect Time, a magically applied weapon has the same properties as a completely magical weapon while enhancing its Attack.

"This, please!

"Okay!

I was enchanted without damaging my weapon. Tifa entrusts Randolph with her sword, sighing relief at that.

Randolph throws down a sword entrusted to him by Tifa, not quite a weight and easy balance to throw, right in front of Yu's eyes with brilliant control.

Yu catches the flying sword without dropping it to the ground and pulls it out of its sheath and sets it up.

There, a demon god who seemed somewhat tense has launched an attack in an atmosphere that has never been more full of spirits.

"Not good!"

Yu feels threatened with his life and takes a defensive stance with all his might.

I have a bad feeling about it and Tifa instantly layers anti-space-time defensive magic on Yu.

As if to laugh at those two responses, the demon god's attack, converged on a stand-alone basis, snapped and mutilated Yu's right shoulder to his left side.

"Gu!!"

Not only did he take a defensive stance, but he also made an overlapping move to remove his core to avoid fatal injuries, and Yu managed to keep his body surface from being mutilated except on his shoulders.

But needless to say, it is still a serious injury to the extent that the battle becomes indelible.

"Yu, yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

"Lord Tifa! First of all, heal!

"Huh! Yes!

Tifa sees her first decent scratched yu, screaming and about to rush over unexpectedly. Randolph stops it and activates his own healing magic.

Look at Randolph like that and return to me, instantly applying the most powerful healing magic you can use.

Exactly. All healing magic doesn't seem to be powerful and forceful, and I can only recover from enough wounds to be able to wield my weapon for now to wave my sword.

And as a primary magic resilience, it's broken, but from Tifa, it's no consolation whatsoever.

"All right, you want to rest?

Yu says as he stumbles without falling and stares at the demon god who seems to enjoy himself if he does.

Almost all of the surroundings are already further. There is no shield that can be used to buy time to recover.

No, even if there was a shield, this demon god's properties and aggressiveness don't help protect him very much.

"I have no choice. Conditions are in place to defeat it, and it's only fair to use it against intermediate demons, but you have to be prepared to defeat it more than you can use the moves to defeat it."

If the same attack comes again, the total annihilation is certain. Then the only way to survive is to use moves that we know will die if we hit them.

Fortunately, this move itself can be used without any problems if you are injured to such an extent that your shoulders cannot move. As long as you can touch it with both hands, it's very easy to use it without breaking out.

The problem is one. It's just that even recoil is heavy, and unless it happens by so many miracles, the first thing to do is be sure to die.

"Tifa, I'm sorry for all the hard work you've done, but I can't use my moves because of my current injury. So I'm gonna take that one on the road."

"No, you can't, Mr. Yu! Don't do that!!"

"But unfortunately, I don't care what you think that one would do better to hit the big move again than heal the wound. The next time you eat it, you'll likely even be able to use this wife's hand"

"Then you just have to let them attack!

That's what I proclaim, Tifa tapping into the crippling magic of all behavioral inhibitory systems in a row. Sometimes no matter how much magic you pour in, the range doesn't extend, throwing it away completely, additionally, subtractively or reluctantly.

Even if one by one has only a few seconds of inhibitory effect, sometimes only a large number of knocks in, and Tifa succeeds in stopping for more than a minute.

Normally, I can't do anything in a minute, but only this time, that minute brought me a miracle.

A container containing some liquid was thrown down from above the sky.

"... what?

A broken container that hit Yu's body. The moment the liquid in its contents is applied, Yu's shoulder wound heals quickly and completely.

There, I hear voices.

"Yu, can you hear me?

"Is that Mr. Bertilde?

"Yeah. I'm letting the Spirit of the Wind deliver my voice. Now that we've delivered the Bashram's gift, if it's not fatal, it'll be completely healed."

Nodding at Bertilde's words, Yu restarts his sword.

Keep the bashrum, elixir. Almost the ultimate healing item, difficult to obtain due to circulation issues rather than the price, healing any wounds if not fatal injuries for full health and magic.

I would have liked to keep Yu at all times, but unfortunately when I quit the ancient nest, I couldn't get him to give it up, and I couldn't procure it at Trion because of my track record and name value issues.

"You can win this one."

Thanks to Tifa's scattered overlapping behavioral inhibition, the grand moves also seem to have been cancelled, Yu sure to win after seeing a demon wielding his arms in a grumpy manner.

They don't have an aggressive effect there, there's probably just a line that can only be seen in the arms moving around, and there's no such damage as this.

Thanks, the big moves don't seem to be ready to use, and although I will be in a fighting pose, I don't feel the fierce concentration of energy like I did earlier.

"Tifa, sharpen the resistance of the light attribute for me!

"Okay!

"Look closely, journalist. Where intermediate demon gods sink!

"Oh! Camera standby is always done!

Laughs more at the two people who spoke up, causing distractions in their bodies. It compresses to the realm that is absolutely impossible for the current Tifa and pours it into its own sword, which became the Devil's Sword with the effect of Enchant.

The instilled mind became the light of the stars, covering the sword, and further enclosing Yu's entire body.

Tifa's magic is activated at the same time as the blinding starlight envelops Yu, so clearly visible in the human eye, which is unable to perceive the mind.

"Deckley's Resist Wright!"

"Star King! Sword Dance!"

At the same time that Tifa's magic has taken effect, Yu's Special Attack is knocked in.

He wraps around the light of the stars and slashes and dumps the demon gods over and over again as he dances. The move was as beautiful as a scene in a saga.

After more than ten slaughters, he showered his last machete and took his leftover structure, the ritual that had been planted in his moves was established. The light of the stars rose to heaven, and the demon gods vanished without a trace.