Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"I will be the avant-garde. Can the Demon King ask for backup?

"... I got it"

Two people exchange such operational meetings, with brave men in front and null behind them, without distracting themselves from the Cortex.

Then again, one word or two, the braves exchange words... such a fold, accidentally, that Cortex began to say this.

"Yes, yes. For both of you, I wanted to ask you one thing ~"

Hear that word,

"... if you lose, is that our treatment?

"... just thinking about it is horrible..."

and the brave and null frowning.

But what Cortex wanted to hear didn't seem to be a question of what to do when you lose.

"... what about difficulty ~?

'What...?

"It's a difficulty ~? Difficulty ~. There are five levels in all, and the easiest first stage is fighting with your bare hands without weapons or anything. So, the second stage adds Demon Prop Armor ~, and the third stage also adds Demon Prop Weapons. Maybe going that far, I don't think you can beat humanity ~"

and Cortex to respond to the two questions.

In doing so, he uttered a word to the brave man that he did not have to ask if he had any doubts.

"By the way, what are the fourth and fifth stages like?

"Right ~..."

It was the moment she said so.

Doshahhhhhhh!!

Without any foretaste, the great sword of ice that Nur had crushed and blew from the ground up.

……

"This is only one demonstration after all, but the system for the defense of the capital, which is installed at the top of the city wall surrounding the King's capital, will all be directed at two people ~. By the way, that's the fourth stage. If you get here, maybe even Lucia won't be able to fathom you ~. So, the fifth stage is ~... well, you don't have to tell me. Anyway, I don't use it in interpersonal combat, and I'm saying five levels, but if you're not interpersonal, you still have more than 10 levels ~"

And so Cortex, with his index finger on his jaw, is remembering what level of combat he had.

Apparently, even she's in the middle of something right now rather than not being able to grasp it...

"... So, is it possible to choose the difficulty for us?

"Of course that is ~? Otherwise, you wouldn't bother to do anything like ask ~. If I hadn't asked, the next moment would be a piece of meat... yes, it would be a piece of meat ~"

and Cortex to highlight the meat mass.

Is it because you heard the word, or did you decide from the beginning...

The battle level of Cortex chosen by the brave man is:

"… Now please take the second step"

It was a battle equipped with defensive magic props.

It seems that the pride of the brave did not tolerate a state of handlessness in boulders.

"Yu, brave man?! Other than that, isn't the first stage enough!

"So can you forgive the Demon King? Even if it's like attacking a helpless girl..."

"Don't insult me by thinking of me as just a girl! Even in one of those stages, we lost without a fight!

"You were already fighting..."

and a brave man with a frightened look against the demon king who seemed to have already fought.

But in Null's words, there is no way that the brave man will be frightened or regretted.

"... then let's get started. Dear Cortex,"

The brave man stood again in his grip.

"Ok ~. … Now put the magic prop on your finger…"

So Cortex wears a small ring on his middle finger.

And she deploys her magic to use and defend that magic tool... but the brave man listened to Cortex's next word and regretted what he said.

Because she used demonic props to exercise the

"Magic Gravitation Particle Shield, Expand ~"

… because it was the magical version of the heavy particle shield that Energia is deploying to protect the hull.

In short…

"... Demon King. Apparently we've made the wrong choice..."

At this point, we had slightly transcended the level at which people could do this.

Dogowong!!

Dogo, go, go, go!!

Morning workouts include sweaty braves and nulls with a lot of fierce explosions.

The two of them were desperate because if they didn't let their contender, the Cortex, admit their loss, the spectacular future awaits them, would it...

That Cortex had a cool face, either because he was automatically running around attacking the braves with heavy particle shields or because he was under two mighty attacks.

On top of that, he seems to enjoy his tea, sitting on a desk and chair he put out of nowhere.

But while it's still in place,

"Huh. This aromatic fragrance calms my heart ~. It's specific to the herbs I was growing in the garden here ~... you can only drink for stock anymore ~......... when I remember that, I'm getting some frustration ~" nickel

And, unlike the atmosphere before, Cortex began to turn to the brave men with a grin that seemed to shed a clumpy, jimmy moisture.

When I saw how it was, the brave man raised his voice.

"Demon King! Attack, I'm coming!

"Come on!"

And without letting your hair in, a null that builds an ice wall.

... shortly afterwards.

"... there's a gala empty in the back ~?

and I suddenly wondered if I heard a familiar voice from the opposite direction of the ice wall that Null unfolded.

'What...?

Dogowong!!

Dogowong!!

The two were blown against the wall.

Cortex moved at a rate close to the instantaneous movement of his cheeks (...) and launched an attack from behind them, as he pushed through the gap between the brave men who were distracted by the creation of the ice wall in front of him.

Nevertheless, I didn't do anything abusive like punching him with my fist or kicking him with my leg, I was just stroking him...

But in that stroke (na) rolled out in the middle of her movement close to the subsonic speed, it seemed to be more of a shock to both of them than being beaten.

"Gu Hu?!

"Ha?!

As a result, a brave man and null will hit the wall they created from the front and breathe air out of their lungs.

And when it collapsed on the spot, we both stopped moving...

"Ha... you don't have any other love either ~. Both of you ~"

Cortex turns an unfortunate gaze against the brave and demon kings who have stopped moving in just one blow.

Then she put a radio in her ear trying to call in a medical rep for their treatment, either because the eight hits were over and refreshing or because no more harm was done to the braves.

… but is.

"Ma, it's still..."

If he had fallen on the spot, the brave man who regained consciousness would have risen again to what was later the end of treatment.

Seeing such a full and creative brave figure, Cortex said.

"Hmm? As always, you have the guts to look up ~. I don't hate that kind of brave thing ~? I don't know why you look like a maid ~"

"I... I made up my mind to throw away everything but my people!

"Really ~. I mean ~... you also stopped being a man, right?

A brave man who does not respond to that Cortex question, but merely sets up his favorite one.

Maybe it was a sign of his own affirmation...

"... you will no longer need words. Come on, they're calling! Brave ~"

"... Huh!

Dah...

And the brave man walks into the Cortex, shaking his stood up.

This is how the second round of Brave vs Cortex began.