Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

A hand attached to a branch of a tree, a long stretched nail scratches its surface.

Gender is man. Are you in your early teens? It looked terribly luxurious with its bloodless appearance, but the immense magic that dwelled in it was clearly felt in my eyes.

Demons' physical abilities are just higher than those of humans.

A people of black blood. As a heretic exterminator, the enemy's information and characteristics are in your head. A family of darkness with a figure that resembles a person badly and a high intelligence beyond. It is sometimes called a "vampire" because of its sloppy physical ability, its multiple powerful special abilities, and its characteristic of sneaking people's blood into the night darkness.

The gaze and gaze collide. Pull the intent to kill and put it on your gaze, but its body doesn't wander.

My lips open slightly. Sharp, pointy dog teeth that I could see properly. I immediately pulled the knife out of my hips belt and let it go.

I can no longer afford to worry about extending the burn. We must destroy Fujido here and now before he learns of the existence of the brave. Never let them get away with it.

At the same time as throwing, step in with all your might. The ground shakes heavily, and vampires on the branches collapse about. but waved that arm loudly in a state of physical deviation.

Blessed St. Silver (Mithrill) knife is played by hand and pierced to the ground. But it's all on the assumption. The physical abilities of a black-blooded people far outweigh the human race. Strength, leg strength, motion vision, everything, the character of being an organism - above. Therefore, it was necessary to prepare in advance when crusading from here.

The mace released at the same time as the stepping in takes a big decision on the trunk of the tree. Even if I didn't get into my sight, I figured out to take the signs of the Dark Family. The trunk of the tree falls, but the target has already disappeared from the spot.

"Mr. Ares!? Mr. Ares!?

I can hear Amelia in the partition in my ear, but I can't afford to answer. Breathe briefly, swing your arms wide and release the mace without turning around.

The sound felt like the wind had stopped. All the best. That stops unnaturally.

"... ugh."

Right in front of me, just beyond my reach, I had eyes as red as blood.

One of the hallmarks of a black blood people is that it looks at this one from close range without any emotions floating around. That right hand was taking my unleashed mace in the air. A luxurious fingertip as thin as a bone is accompanied by a thorn grown on the mace. I can put more effort into my right hand gripping the mace, but it doesn't even work with Pickle.

A young vampire leaks a small sigh. From that lip leaked a slightly higher boy's voice that corresponded to his appearance.

I thought you had a rough assignment.

Right. That's an odd encounter.

Pull out the knife with your left hand and throw it again. The ghost easily shook off the knife, even though it was not at close range and the speed approaching the speed of sound. The knife bounced falls into the bush as it rotates. Now two.

Blessed silver is a metal that does great damage to the family of darkness. Vampires continue to do so as if in everyday conversation, without being exposed to a clear threat and with little or no concern.

"Why should I be sent to the country to draw the blood of the Vampire King (Lord)?"

Pull the received mace, but they're grabbing it, and the force doesn't move at all like it's over there. I have no choice but to let go of the mace and retreat greatly.

Vampires circled their eyes at my movements like that. I just noticed. I glanced at Mace and threw him away in the opposite direction.

Dark clouds peek into the sky where you can stand. The demon of this hand greatly increases or decreases its power by age.

It's - it's a full moon. Worst day to relate to this hand demon.

"You've been... violent. Be a little more rational. Soon... I won't be able to think."

"You like to talk a lot."

I'm jealous that we can afford to have a conversation during the fight.

"Mr. Ares!? Are you ok!?

"No problem."

It was a sword screen that was going to come this way, so I'll give it back in a nutshell, if there's a problem, that's when Fujido is going to come about this here, that's all.

Are you glad you replied, Amelia's voice weakens momentum. I'm just going to ask briefly.

Can I help you?

"Not necessary."

I'd ask for a stop from the Fujido's if I could, but I won't be able to do it anymore.

Remove the knife from the belt and place it on both hands. The vampire said it seemed boring.

A raw, warm wind blows. Behind the burnt-down deep woods. Smoking flames are the only source of light. That gives a sense of the end of the line somewhere.

"You've already figured out the difference in strength. You are a 'doer' to people... but you can't beat me. Because..."

I kicked the ground without waiting to finish. Shake the gripped knife wide from the diagonal down its jaw.

Its appearance is slightly, but viciously distorted. The knife cuts the sky without plundering a single room of hair. But we also know that we can avoid it. Release the knife continuously as it is. Do you understand the meaning of the brilliance of that blade, the vampire side avoided it all with minimal motion.

- I'm cut out.

"Oh man, this is why people are boring. Didn't you learn to listen to people?

"You're not human."

On the verge of swinging the flipped knife down as it was, I could see the vampire smiling less at me.

My arm stops. My wrist was gripped. Pale skin like a dead man, just like his face. The fingernails, pointy as a blade, shine in a slight light.

Chills run through your body. Without being confused by it, he didn't hesitate to pull out a new knife with his left hand and stumbled through it.

The fact that the wrist is held down means that it cannot be retracted. A vampire's expression is distorted by a poke aimed at the heart.

Sure, the knife stuck out, but didn't come back with a response.

Your right hand remains accepted.

"So I was wondering if you could see me saying it was no use."

Vampires say it off as if they were frightened.

My wrist was pushing through its trunk. Just the part of my heart is changing into a black mist, poking my arm through it.

"You've never fought Van Peel?

Sole says, as if he was frightened. Whatever, pull the arm and throw the knife. The vampire rounded his eyes, but the knife pierced his misty body again and pierced vainly into the ground behind it.

Wonder, the puffy sound of a smoking spark lingered in my ear. Concentrate your hearing. There is no sign of the sound of wind and fire, or anything else.

Flesh bullet warfare is unfavourable. Vampires (vampires) also have pins to chillies, but I crossed the blades and found out. This guy's ability, it's never low.

Vampires have a distorted grin. I try to shake my arms off, but they're grabbing me and I don't move at all. tongue and ask to intimidate.

"Van Peel, name your name"

"Come on, uh, ha-ha, now, now..."

Vampires gave a tall laugh about what was wrong.

A terrible magic swirls around its body. The temperature of the air drops rapidly. It resembles, but is far stronger than, the cold air wrapped around the Gracial Plant. Frost falls simultaneously on the ground, and the surroundings make noise and freeze. The fire, which was dull, went out so that it would be pressurized by it. You don't have to worry about the fire extension anymore.

Cold as if a gripped hand was being put on the grill.

The laughter stops. As if reset, those eyes, emotions are flat.

"Well, it would be good. My name is Zalpan. Zarpan Drago Fani, who draws the blood of the great King of Vampires (Van Peel Road). It is not inherently a human counterpart or anything else. Would it be an honor?

Fanni...... everyone who belongs to the church is definitely one of the top individuals of vampires you would have heard of. I can't empathize, but if that's true, I can also see the end of this guy's confidence.

Shiny, shiny, bloody eyes. That madness, makes you feel an uncontrollable sense of war. Open your mouth against it without taking your gaze off.

"The King of Vampires (Van Peel Road)...... What's the Purpose?

Vampires - Zarpan's eyes distort surprisingly to my question.

"... hmm? Why would I have to tell you that?

……

... Isn't that just so stupid?

It will be easier to set guidelines for the future if you know what the purpose is. In the first place, the forest mutation that happened at the time Fujido visited here... the timing is too good.

Zalpan watched me silently for a while, but eventually he sighed one and started talking.

"... man, well, okay. You wouldn't want to die knowing anything."

Amelia, this guy is... stupid.

My wrist is gripped too tightly. Ignore the pain you feel. Wounds can be healed as much as they want with sacred art.

Zarpan wouldn't give me one groan. He looked at me boringly for a few seconds and sighed.

"Brave man, it is. Brave man. You know what?

……

This guy... are you serious?

I felt terrible. He's already found out. The only thing I'm lucky about is that the Fujido and the Demons haven't met yet.

Wait for the words to continue in silence. Zarpan keeps peppering without even knowing what's in my heart.

"Even though our king perceived its existence... it doesn't seem to be very precise, just in case we see how the human world is doing, I left it to this honorable man who is expected to be the next executive candidate."

……

"Well, from you, it's just like that. Even so, it's just like being sent to a forest where noble blood-drawing demons like this only exist, so we'll have each other."

……

"He said to make me merit something, but what is our king thinking... there is no way for a legendary saint of valor to come to a place where only such weak demons exist? I can't believe I got caught up in a month with someone like you."

……

"You must be the one who crusaded the demons I led at all, right? Not as good as I am, but your ability to fight. Well, that's a big deal there. But you've done me a lot of trouble. Anyway, do you have any idea how hard it was for me to get him here? You deserve to die."

……

When Zarpan dives his eyebrows, he puts his face closer to peeking into my eyes.

"What's the matter with you all of a sudden? I've been sent to the country in my spare time. I've also been ordered not to destroy too much... and I'd like you to spend some time with me."

Amelia, this guy is... stupid.

It is a sign of foolishness to engage in an open conversation with an enemy. I would never imitate that if I were this guy. Well, maybe this guy's perception doesn't make me an enemy or anything.

"Oh, I see what's going on. For the last time, your king means Demon King Kranos?

"... what? You..."

The look on my face gives me little room. The expression changes the color of the eyes. The color of vigilance. But it's too late. That reaction is enough.

I opened my mouth this time with my arms gripped all the time.

"Zarpan, you are a mighty vampire. I can also snort that I'm drawing the blood of Van Peel Road."

"... what..."

Well, but I haven't exceeded my expectations. The only time I was over it was timing. I would have liked Gregorio to have started when he arrived, but if this happened, I wouldn't pry.

"And your king is a wise eye. I can't believe that a brave man would send his subordination to this forest that is likely to be visited... but you, the person to be dispatched, are not that conscious. You have to do your job faithfully."

"... what are you talking about"

This is business. Other than being cautious.

I'm not alarmed.

Slowly remove the mask with your ungrasped left hand. I'll show you my face.

I distorted my lips and used a grin to look down at the vampire in front of me.

"My name is Ares Crown. The brave man your king is looking for... this is about me."

At the same time, the forest was flooded with white light.

I'm glad it's a stupid vampire. Never miss it.

§§§

Zarpan's expression distorts stunningly.

My gaze deviates from this one. What it is directed at is the white light stretched to cut out the forest.

Junction (Prism). It was the knife and mace that were played as the medium. Blessed with my hands, they are the greatest catalysts for junctions.

I'll tell the hardening vampire to hold his wrist.

"Van Peel. Unlike the people, against the demons who are difficult to rise to the level. We have a category called 'Level (Stage)', your stage is, by my estimate, Stage 3. Medium Demons. Suitability crusade levels range from late 60 to 70. Of course this is what happens if you fight at a party."

Zalpan's gaze can be directed at us again. The gaze of oblivion rather than intent to kill. Take that gaze head-on and continue.

Do not have a conversation during combat for no reason. Kill the target immediately. The junction works perfectly. Even as we do this, we are gradually diminishing the mighty abilities of that demon clan. So, I keep talking.

"The abilities are 'Fogging (Form Blackwind)', 'Animalizing (Form Animal)', 'Blood Manipulation (Move Blood)' and 'Life Absorption (Energy Drain)', except for general purpose magic such as Darkness (Darkness). It has a variety of other powers, such as family creation and blood sucking, but it's about those four things that matter when it comes to relative matters. Sometimes you have your own abilities when you become a high-ranking vampire, but you don't, do you?

Confirm to my inquiry that the eyes and cheeks moved slightly.

Increase the rating.

This guy's got something. It's not good if you don't kill him right here. Can't you afford to interrogate me?

"The most troublesome thing is not combat ability. That mobility. It's hard to catch up if they change into fog and get away with it. So when we kill vampires who enter the city, we seal it with a bond in advance. It's this junction I'm putting up right now. of the Dark Families - has the effect of limiting Van Peel's ability to It's troublesome to be ready to strain. So I didn't feel like I could get away with it."

Then, this guy can probably use the magic of metastasis. It would be that power that suddenly appeared within my sensing realm. If we tie the line, we can also prevent escape from it.

Zarpan's expression changes. From forgetting me to anger. I ran into him and started, and the room disappeared from that emotion.

Night squirms. Intense killing intentions, like mud, cover the forest. But the cold air that had been released had already disappeared. The junction is working effectively.

"Zarpan, from what you've seen, you're talented, but you don't have any combat experience, do you? Van Peel, who has extensive combat experience, remains alert to opponents who use Mace as a weapon. We don't even talk. You should remember that. I'm not going to let you get away with it, so I don't think I'll ever get to use it again."

"Huh!?

Release the right hand Zarpan was grasping as if he remembered. As it was, the nail stroked its own left palm. Unlike people's objects, pitch-black blood drips from the flat of their hands. but that's all.

"Blood Manipulation (Move Blood)"

Thoughtful power (psychokinesis) that only acts potently on one's own blood.

"I told you it had the effect of limiting your powers.

Especially if it was just after I tied the line, I would have used it a little more. The main thing is that the effect of the junction is not to go outside, and the limitation of force is a secondary effect. I won't say that. If we talk, we'll have a hard time the next fight, just in case we let him get away.

I want to buy as much time as possible. Put on the mask again. Reports from Amelia are flowing in the brain. Fujido and the others will follow us in a few decades. Enough.

Silence. Zarpan's body makes a noise and swells up. The thin arm swells and its eyes emit dark light. The high level of physical ability and fighting sense would be native. Some vampires fight with special abilities alone, but this guy isn't.

Override the aid with a flickering wave of the palm that was being gripped. It's bad for Amelia for hanging me up, but my aids are more powerful. The consumption of divine power is fine.

"" Primary Muscle Strength Improvement (Full Strong Adds), "" Primary Agility Improvement (Full Agility Adds), "" Primary Endurance Improvement (Full Vitality Adds), "" Primary Sensory Improvement (Full Sense Adds) ""

Zarpan disappears. Craters occurred on the earth in stepping in, but the enhanced sensation completely captured the movement. Take that arm down from behind with your right hand. The tip of the nail is aimed at this throat. The earth cracks at the impact of passing through your whole body. Re-bake of earlier sights.

But the swinging arm was completely suspended.

A people of black blood leaks a rough breath like a beast. The movement stops for a moment. Is it any wonder they took it?

Fortunately, the enemy was truly a family of darkness. These guys get through exorcism (exorcism).

Come on - be judged by God.

"Judgment Light (Photon Order)"

A dazzling light that pierces the eye.

A wave of light with the divine power emitted from my front bounced that lean heavily.

§§§

God's judgment, the lean blown away by the light emitted, falls to the ground against the invisible wall of junction.

Incredible response. But that's what I expected again. I have experience. I have long fought against both demons.

The light of judgment that would otherwise purify and annihilate the family of darkness with a single blow. Zarpan's body remains too shapely, even as he raises the puffy and black smoke.

Hold on to your desire to tongue and approach Zarpan, who falls to the ground. Mace is the medium of the junction, but if not, it seems to do so.

"'Judging Sword (Photon Blade)'"

An uncertain feeling occurs on the palm of the hand. Sword of Light. It is the sword of judgment that only works against the family of darkness.

Thin blurry glow It's the weakness of a falling vampire, protruding toward its heart and - scratched it off.

Zalpan's body bounces up like it was bounced. A blow from the shaken nail, dodging it a step later.

It is a kind of junction that inhibited the sword of light. A powerful protective kingdom that only a handful of demons have. The greatest cause supposedly can only be defeated by the Demon King or a high-ranking Demon clan with its protection, starting with the Brave One.

Evil god in conflict with the god of order. Power to disable most of the damage.

Protection of 'Lucif Alept'. You can't cut that mighty divine bond in an instant.

When Zalpan lands using his limbs, he rises loosely. Although the black coat is broken and the body has only fine scratches, there are no fatal wounds. It would have been enough damage to kill him three times if he hadn't had protection.

That face that was looking down goes up. It wasn't murder or anger that was on my expression, distorted joy. The fear that was floating just before the attack is gone.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I'm surprised, I'm surprised... I can't believe this I... can fight the 'brave'"

Protecting the Evil God. Extremely troublesome. I didn't know this degree of demonic tribe had protection from evil gods......

If you miss it, it becomes a major threat. We have to destroy them in the groceries.

There was room back in Zarpan for you to be concerned that your own bond would not be broken.

"Besides, how lucky you are. You... don't have protection yet."

"Oh, you're so unlucky"

"... Huh?

Step into nostalgia at that moment of loose attention. My physical abilities with first-degree auxiliary magic approach that of the Demon Clan.

The right fist pierces the pigeon tail that was empty. Impact transmitted from the fist. Prayed again at the moment of impact.

"Judgment Light (Photon Order)"

"Huh!?

Light shines out of my fist again. converge rather than against a wide range.

Zarpan was blown away, along with the sound of something that could be played. I cut the ground wide and hit my tense junction and it finally disappears. Hearing the coughing noise, I pronounce it.

"If I didn't have protection, I'd have made it easier in an instant... there's a Lucif connection, so don't take too long to kill it."

I just want to change places, but it's impossible to move the junction. You will be able to escape the moment the junction is broken and liberated.

Wear the mask securely. You can't hide silver hair, but there are few people with silver hair.

I trample around the ground with the toes of my boots, and I pay my hand. Wait until you get up. It's faster to break your heart than to break your flesh.

Zalpan rises to his feet. Vampires have high regenerative abilities, but inside this junction it's pointless too. Though most of the damage has been reduced, there should be pain, but the eye still had strength.

Pull out an elongated knife like the pile you were putting on your belt. Blessed silver knife (dagger) as well as knife for throwing. Light attacks without entities are ineffective. Subweapon (subwepon), but it would be better than not.

We just have to be careful not to come inside the junction if the Vines make a mistake.

"Untie the line, Zarpan. I'll kill you with ease."

"It's a crap joke. It's strong, but you're human and I'm a vampire. I'm more powerful."

"That's a general theory."

Flash the dagger straight to the side without creation. A silver line ran in the middle of the tree that stood next to him and shifted as it was.

Boom. Disturbed attention for a moment, falling and rushing. Light a ray of evil on the short knife you gripped.

Blood rushes all over your body. The world looks clear.

I noticed this one. Zarpan waves his arm down. He slowed down at present, dodged it, and poked a dagger through the gap in his arm that was erected as if to protect his body. The sound of buckwheat rebellion. I can't penetrate it. It's stopped with a piece of skin. The junction is hard. That body that collapsed in rebellion, pay for the legs.

Change the grip on the dagger. From one hand to both hands, that body that fell to the ground, the heart, pounds down the dagger that he gripped with both hands with all the gravity of his body. The ground is behind us, even as we rebel. A light similar to a fierce thunderlight blinks, exercising its power at that moment when its blade is slightly devoured into the flesh.

The medium is Dagger. At the tip of that blade, from its tip, which was slightly devoured by the meat.

"Judgment Light (Photon Order)"

"Huh."

You should have stomped tight, but the impact lifts your body slightly. The moment the light burned the darkness at night, I did see the colour of pain floating on that expression. There is damage. Playback is not allowed.

Its thin arms stretched like bullets, trembling like cramps for a moment. Retreat from the spot. The tip of the nail was slightly scratched on the cheek. The fever and a moment of delay make the pain run through my cheeks.

A ball of blood strikes the universe, but returns to shape before it falls. I stepped on that belly with my thoughtful feet. Rebellion and a dull groan at the same time. If you can't miss the impact, the damage will go through quite a bit.

I wiped the blood off my cheeks with my index finger and pronounced this one toward Sole, who was looking at me with an enormous eye.

"I'll deal with you till you die."

Despite being looked down from above, Zarpan fishes his lips wide and smiles spectacularly.

"Ku...... Phew...... you...... 's, you run out of strength first..."

"I'm a healer."

"... what?

Place your index finger on the wound and pray. Light thin green luminescence. The wound given without a second's wait is gone.

The sight changes the color of Zarpan's eyes. Upset. Speak out like a warrior.

"Stupid...... monster -"

"That's you. Vampires (Van Peel)"

It lacks glory. Later. Look down at those eyes. My arm moves so tightly.

Multiple signs approaching. Signs of the Vines. There is no time to be lost.

When I switched the dagger poorly, I shook that cut down my eyeballs.

The scream of being pushed to death rises. Van Peel's resistance to pain is strong, but that's due to the strong regenerative ability he inherently has in his bias. The stress of continuing to suffer strong pain at first blunts the movement.

Bouncing off the top of Zalpan to a tremendous resistance to pain. Even if it lacks glory, its attack power is a threat. The right eye that stuck out the dagger - it should only be scratching the surface of the eyeball, but holding it down Zarpan growls like a beast. The roar shocks and runs around the perimeter. seeping fear, anger. The magic in its body, which is limited in function and cannot be effective, runs wild, windy, and shocks.

With his right eye under control, Zarpan stepped through the ground. Advancement by force with no technology or anything - but only speed shifts it off the girder to the side and puts a dagger's cut on the swinging arm. I'm better up there with an auxiliary (buff) for strength and endurance. Kick Zalpan out of shape for the outbreak of rebellion. Its body came into contact with the tensioned junction and collapsed straight to the ground.

Kick that head off with all your might. Rebellion doesn't matter either. Damage has accumulated slightly, but surely. Step on it. Kick it. Kill. You have to kill. Sure.

"Mr. Ares."

"You don't have to come. No problem. So... just wait."

But I always think it's hard. Too hard. This is just the case with the Medium Demon Clan being protected. How strong is Klanos?

The fallen Zarpan crawled straight to the ground and reached my mace where he threw himself away.

It's the point of the kingdom. If you look closely, you'll notice. That this junction is stretched as a starting point.

Put your arms together and drop it off in silence.

"This is... without this..."

Whimpering as if it were a rumor, Zarpan touched it. The moment the tip of the nail touches it, its body flies wide open.

There is no way the Dark Families can touch the medium of the activating junction. Burned by the flames of the junction, he kneels closer to the side of Zalpan groaning in bitterness.

What an inertia to be unable to move due to this degree of damage, pain. I don't think I'm drawing the blood of a king (Van Peel Road), but it's not bad if you think you can destroy the powerful demon clan of the future here.

"Have you run out of hands? Vampires."

"Not yet. I haven't lost yet. Not yet. Not yet - if power returns -"

Are you looking at this one or not? Those eyes that keep whining don't look very sane. If you don't solve the protective junction, just kill it till you die.

Grab that hair and spin it. centrifugal force and beat it to the ground. The ground sways and recesses greatly. An eye is opened to shock and pain, and a muscle of blood dripped from the edge of his lip whether he had cut it in his mouth or not.

Will eating "Judgment Light" in the area cause some significant damage? I forced that mouth open, and where I tried to put the dagger in - the signs arrived.

"This... is..."

Husky voice. A neat look with a brilliant dark hair, unlike Van Peel's sole, with a pungent, but slightly childish impression.

It's been a few days since I've actually seen it, huh? Put a kick in Van Peel's belly once to lay low and stand up. Check again if the mask is off.

Burned out, broken trees. There was a line of brave men I missed somewhere. I don't know anything yet, I still have a line of low-level braves.