Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

Flam's sword, just before touching Milkit's neck, stopped perfectly.

"Truncate what you don't need, very rationally"

Still resounding in the brain, audio that I don't even know if it's a man or a woman.

Even if I try to think of something else, everything is filled with it and I can't think well.

"... uh... ah"

I only found that it would be easier if I obeyed.

But don't just forgive me for that.

That's what an instinct engraved deep in the flam shouts.

"And she wants it, too, because then there's rarely such a round death."

"Obey me."

"I'm sure there's no happier moment."

Repeated "Announcements".

That was unfounded and absolutely convincing.

"Duh, guh... but ahhh!

Refuse - No, refuse.

It's all wrong to say no, no, what they said.

Why?

I don't know, I'm not even allowed to recall someone's name right now.

But you must remember.

She (...) - Yes, take her.

"Look, like I'm gonna hang out with her with my eyes closed all the time"

"You want that too, don't you?

'Interact. Sink the blade and stir the meat. People call it mating, as proof of love -'

No matter how convincing you were, such as the announcement to kill Milkit (...), what should be right -

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Shut the fuck up!

Flam shouted, letting go of the soul-eater and held his head with both hands.

Bazin '!

Magic is poured into the brain from the palm of your hand, rejecting (inverting) Origin's announcement.

"Gi no!

The kind of impact your head can play.

Flam trembled loudly with gakun in the momentum, kneeling and falling straight to the ground.

"Master!

Milkit rushes over to her like that.

It was a milkit trying to accept the death given by the Lord, but I didn't want to die anything.

If the two of us can survive, we've never been over it.

"Ha... ha..."

Tsu, and blood flowed from Flam's ears and nose.

A mighty headache strikes her so hard that she doesn't even know where the blood vessels have been ripped off.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

"Oh, oh, my husband...... Huh!

Strength fell out of his body, salivation from his mouth, tears drooling from his eyes, and his right hand was tingly cramped.

Both arms of the mill kit hug her like that.

"Oh, my God... Mi... Ki, T... Ooh..."

No matter how much the body is destroyed, it regenerates as long as it lives.

Already Flam seems to be recovering by the time he can barely talk.

Still, my eyes are empty, and my breathing is irregular.

"No, if your husband has brought you back to sanity, I am."

There are tears in Milkit's eyes as well.

Somewhere in my mind I believed it, so maybe I was easily given my life.

"Nah... ah, fu... what's happening?

"I don't know. I was unconscious too, and when I woke up... at some point, this was happening"

That said, Milkit turned his eyes to the back of the garden.

When Flam saw the same place, there was a man there who fell on his depression.

The back of his head is cracked tightly, bleeding as he exposes the contents of his skull.

Definitely would be instant death.

"That's..."

"Well, Mr. Wellsey attacked me with an axe..."

"Welsey, by?

It was a surprise flam, but I remember seeing a similar sight.

That's part of the nightmare, presumably given by Origin.

I thought it was a complete illusion, but I didn't know it was really happening.

"We need to stop..."

Flam wakes his torso.

"Don't be impotent."

"That's not how it works..."

I still have a headache, but not enough to keep my body moving.

Standing up, Flam reached out to Milkit.

She grabs the hand in confusion and leads straight into the mansion.

The well-cleaned entrance is stained everywhere with blood.

Fortunately - I don't know if I can say it, but there doesn't seem to be a body here.

"Ugh... the smell"

Milkit accidentally suppressed his mouth.

The smell of dark death (...) fills the indoors.

Considering the amount of blood, it would not have been one or two people who had sacrificed it.

"Ha... Milkit, don't leave me"

"Yes......"

Flam pulls through the soul eater with his right hand and moves forward as he explores the signs.

First, to ascertain the condition of the party venue, advance and reach for the door of the first floor hall.

Gi - and the one ahead that made the noise and opened it was a sight not so different from her memory.

However, lavish dishes and adorable cakes were topped with blood.

"Hih."

Milkit gave her a pulled voice.

Apparently, before Flam, they found the body.

He seems to be a male servant.

Like the chef outside, his back is cut off with a sharp blade.

Is this what Welsey did too?

Further back, in the shadow of the table, there are still young - two flams and an unchanging salary of that age, falling in a ridiculous way.

"Your husband. He's moving."

One of the servants moves his hand tightly.

I thought it was an instant death from the depth of the head wound, but it seems to have spared the instant death.

If we can use healing magic, we can help.

For one thing, Flam approaches the service, crouches down and sees how it goes.

Then she reached out to Fram's arm to sneer.

"I knew you were alive"

Mill kit to appease.

But what was pictured in Flam's eyes was the sight of her fingers sinking into the inside of her arms, a force that did not seem human.

"What is this -!?"

Release your body in a hurry, but that clap will tear Flam's forearm apart.

"Gu......"

The pain is something I'm used to, but when I saw the girl's peeled nails sticking to the open meat, Flam flashed her face.

Remove it with your fingers and the wound will be buried by regeneration.

"Not human...?

"I've seen them use the bodies many times... I was alarmed"

Enicide's orga, and Necromancy, too, because this is how Origin has taken away human dignity many times.

Slowly rising supplied corpse.

The movement is slow, and even if available as a trap, I don't think it's right for you to fight directly from the front.

When Flam waved his soul-eating, turning his body into two straight upside down, he lightly stopped the activity.

Then from the inside of the corpse, a twisted mass of meat is spit out.

"I guess it's not the core, it's part of the body"

"Was something like this manipulating the body..."

I mean, she was no longer a complete monster.

Though, it's pretty tough to slash someone who lived until earlier, and knows their face.

Milkit stared worryingly at the blue flam.

"Probably can't stand the sound from here on out."

"I think you can rest for a while"

"If only I had a place to rest."

At least it's not safe here.

Fram pulled Milkit's hand and finished checking the hall all the way out, he went out to the entrance again.

"You were all servants of the Mansion"

"Yeah, I wonder if everyone else got away"

Stop on the spot and clear your ears.

I can hear some footsteps.

But there was no way to hear the dead and the living.

But at least, there doesn't seem to be any fighting in the mansion.

The explosion sounds - rather, it can be heard from the city.

Next, climb the stairs and aim upstairs.

Along the way, he encounters a dead man approaching the flam as he crawls.

"Come on!"

Once again, turning the man who knew his face into two straight pieces, the body spat out a similar twisted mass of meat.

"It's terrible, like this"

Milkit's body is shaking all the time.

She tries to support the flam healthy, but rather she should be supported.

I can put my strength into shaking hands.

Then from Milkit's body, he lost only a little strength.

Most of all, the flam is also hard.

Anyway, if you're a bad guy or someone you're willing to give up on, it's just someone you knew who lived until just now.

Put a lot of effort into your trembling right hand and shake off your strays.

Round-off choice.

The swing of the mind in this setting can lead to death.

If you're trying to protect Milkit, you have to kill your own heart first.

I scold my fearful right leg, and again, up the stairs.

My back is soaking wet with cold sweat.

My breath hurts.

I felt the smell of blood in my mouth as I chewed my lips hard to resist.

Climb the stairs and go further.

Stop your foot in front of the corner.

I heard footsteps approaching us with Gishi, Gishi, and.

Hand control the mill kit and make it stand by on the spot.

Put your back against the wall and exhale quietly.

Plana generation, from the body to the right arm, from the right arm to the soul eater.

Full of power and ready for battle.

I count on footsteps to gauge the intermission, and where I attract it - I pop out.

"Ahhh!

"Wow!? Wait, Fram, I, even Welsey!

"Heh? Wellsey......?

The sword I shook up stops perfectly.

Sure looks like Welsey herself, including her face, her voice, and the part where her clothes are stained with blood.

"Well... I just regained consciousness. When I realized it, I had an axe in my hand, it was bloody, everyone... dead..."

Always a bright look on her face clouds.

I don't remember, but I guess I somehow assumed I killed a servant.

"Fram, you've seen the body, too."

Flam gets stuck in words.

She's right, I've seen a lot of bodies... but there's Teng in front of me who killed them.

"... I don't know what to do"

No matter how unconscious you were, naturally, the consciousness of sin remains.

I'm sure, deep enough not to disappear for life.

"Mr. Welsey will never be sick."

Flam dared to say that.

"So!

"This is what Origin did"

"Origin... this is...?

Seeing the fram having a normal conversation, Milkit makes a horrible face.

"Mr. Wellsey, you're safe."

"Milkit was there, too. Yeah, just me, somehow."

……

Milkit, who sees Welsey, stares suddenly into her body in silence.

Are you concerned about the clothes painted on the blood?

"Oh, this?

"... yes, no, not really. Nothing, nothing."

"Don't worry about it. Okay, I know."

As much as it's not my own blood, I'm sure he understands best.

I want to stay as far away from death (...) as possible for the peace of mind of Welsey, including dressing.

But there was no way out until the end of the mansion's exploration than there could be survivors left.

"Mr. Welsey, can you come with us?

"Okay, what? Well, that helps, as far as I'm concerned."

"Of course, I have no reason not to take you"

When I couldn't do it and Flam laughed, Welsey's mouth also loosened.

Then the three of us start exploring upstairs.

Open the doors one by one and find out if there's a survivor.

The lead, of course, is the flam.

Milkitt and Welsey were always protected on her back.

Rooms, study, hand wash - check every room, depending on the allowance.

In the meantime, Flam engaged the dead more than once.

The movement is slow, never wounded, but every time I slash them, my mind shrinks.

Also found were a number of bodies believed to have been killed by the dead.

He broke his neck, had his body rattled, had his head damaged when he was slapped against a desk or wall.

And what we have in common is that everyone looked like they were going to suffer.

He must have been killed over time, without being able to die instantly.

Perhaps this is an Origin measure to ensure that the “Announcements” kill leak is stopped.

I can feel strongly the will to destroy humans.

Whenever I see a body, in the flam, my hatred for Origin grows stronger.

But - at the same time, questions arose.

Twisted pieces of flesh that seem to be manipulating the dead, where did that come from?

Even in the mansion, looking out the window, I don't see him crawling like a bug.

I mean, isn't that something (...) that can be given by someone (...) instead of finding the body and entering itself?

And inside this mansion, there might be a giver (...) lurking - that's what Fram had guessed.

The first thing that comes to mind is Kimaira, said to be the power of the Origins present in the Wang capital.

But that should have been a weapon that wouldn't have worked without a control device.

Or maybe the more uncontrollable, the more massive the Origin's will pours in than before, the more it moves alone -

"Origin's seal has been broken...?

Flam stopped his leg and snapped like that.

Milkit, who was partitioning and exploring the exhibition room decorated with paintings and antiques, heard the words and saw the Lord.

"Are you saying something happened at Demon King Castle?

"Yeah... I think I saw Cyril before I lost consciousness"

"Speaking of which, my husband, you were looking for Mr. Cyril then, weren't you?"

"Sure, I was looking, but what I saw was maybe a hallucination"

"What makes you think that?

Welsey, who was crawling on all fours looking for survivors, also gets up and joins the conversation.

"... because Cyril is the only one who can unseal it"

Like Deaza, loosening the seal (...) would be possible with strong magic and knowledge.

But when it comes to disarming in full, it cannot be done without the power of a sealed brave man.

"But that day, Mr. Kirill must have been at the Mansion."

"Previously, Cyril said she had set the return point at Demon King Castle. If it stays that way... with the metastasis, I don't think it matters"

"If so, ignoring Mr. Cyril's will, you shouldn't be able to use the return, right?

Milkit is right.

But what Flam saw of Cyril was not normal.

"Cyril's face was just as vortexed as Maria's"

"You mean they embedded the origin-core? Then someone broke into the mansion... No, I can't do that."

At that time, the mansion was packed with heroes.

Even though the liquor was in it, it's not normally possible for them to find it and sneak in.

"As yet, the Seattooms have not returned to Demon King's Castle. There's only one Mr. Deeza over there right now."

"... Your husband, could it be"

"If that guy was a traitor to the Demon Clan, maybe he was working on something on the equipment Kirill received"

That's not the only way Tsuji fits.

"Besides, the story of Saila and Maria's homeland being attacked by the Demon Clan, the fact that Origin's seal is loose, but you can't find it no matter how much you confirm it, and that there was all that curse on the armor of the previous Demon King - don't you think it would all explain if Ms. Deaza were a traitor?

Milkit lost his word.

Assuming that were true, it would mean that the Demons continued to be deceived for decades, starting with Seatum.

And while he was at it, Diza looked fine and played their guardian.

Something's wrong.

I don't know what's going on, poking him around.

"I'm not sure about the details, but in short, you mean, a shitty situation?

Miscellaneous perception if you do, but you're not mistaken.

Origin is resurrected, and the king's capital is in a state of devastation.

I can't even see my people, and Cyril has turned to his enemies.

"Desperate,"

Fram even more terminally, he said.

But there are some inconsistencies, even if the assumptions so far were true.

Why did Cyril show up before Flam?

Her only words were: 'I'm sorry'.

It was probably the power of Origin who lost consciousness.

I mean, Cyril hasn't done any harm to the flam.

A moment later, Cyril still had a little sanity left, and he squeezed the last of his powers - the words of apology, perhaps, he conveyed.

"Cyril..."

The chances of being safe are not zero.

Flam leans down, stares at the floor and guides himself to his best friend.

Everyone was silent about what Milkit and Welsey thought too.

Silence full of rooms.

In the meantime, there was the sound of a twist between Kathari and the door knob.

Three gazes point towards the entrance at about the same time.

"Uhi......"

And the girl with the face, she had eyes.

"Hi... Hi..."

When she checks her face in the order of flam, milkit, and welcy, she pulls her cheeks.

"We're human beings. It's okay."

"Really, to? But Master Welsey..."

Apparently, she was watching Welsey's murder.

I'm scared enough to see her with tears in my eyes.

"Mr. Welsey, too, because now he's regaining his sanity"

"... if Master Fram says so"

"Sure, was it Kina?

"Yes......"

Fram and the girl, they know each other.

She is also one of the salaries I have met at the Mansion.

His name is Kina, and his age is fifteen.

She came into the dreaded room rocking a dark purple twin tail.

"I was looking for someone to survive, I'm glad they found me"

"I was hiding, but I was about to find you, come out, run, here..."

"Oh, you scared me."

Flam strokes her head.

Then pounding, a large grain of tears conveyed his cheeks.

Flam and his age change only one year, but he looks even younger because of his small physique.

That's why I treat you like a child.

"Mr. Welsey, let's check Mr. Leach's bedroom for the last time and go outside now"

"Okay. Because your brother and sister-in-law's bedroom is in the deepest..."

Werthy, frightened by Kina, seems to be hurt less.

But all this can't be helped.

I just have to let Kina hear the argument later that Origin was manipulating me.

Still, her appearance around killing people won't quite disappear from memory, though.

The Flams leave the room for four.

And I tried to get to the back of the second floor where the bedroom was, but soon I would be raided by the dead.

Looks like he's been chasing Kina.

The number is three.

In front of her, I felt like slashing a coworker, albeit a corpse, but I wouldn't hesitate.

Flam quickly steps forward and slams the dead under one sword.

"Ugh..."

Kina clings to the mill kit before the splashing flesh and closes her eyes slowly.

That's the general reaction.

The accustomed flam is abnormal.

The dead, broken in two, will no longer move.

When a twisted piece of flesh came out of the cutting surface and was exposed to the outside air, it only lasted a few seconds and he was out of breath.

Turning his back on the body silently, Fram heads to his bedroom.

Probably from here on out, when you get out to Wang Capital, you'll be dealing with dozens more, hundreds more people's accomplishments if you're bad.

Every time you suffer, you don't have a heart.

I can handle it if Milkit supports me, but I can't just rely on it.

So break it off.

I tell myself that's just a chunk of meat, not a sinless ordinary person or anything.

"Phew..."

Your lungs remain heavy, even if you exhale.

The heart is also beating heavily.

His whole body was weak and it was difficult to say that Flam was in good health.

Nevertheless, you must not stop.

Forward.

The stride is narrow and slowly straight down the hallway in a way that fits the kina.

And then I turned the corner of the poke.

Ahead, there's Leach's bedroom.

But before that - something went into Flam's eyes.

Corpse.

Right next to the bedroom door, a body without a neck (...) sits up, like a wall on its back.

Plus, he was totally naked for some reason.

I've discovered many bodies so far, but none of them should have been stripped of their clothes.

Flam narrows his eyes and is surprised.

"Your husband..."

Then Milkit told him with a trembling voice.

"Um, maybe... isn't that Mr. Welsey"

For a moment, I didn't understand what you were talking about.

To Flam, to Kina.

Because Welsey is right there.

"Milkit, that's exactly..."

Turned flam and Welsey's gaze intersect.

Welsey stared at Flam with an emotionless face as she tilted her neck like a cunt and a broken doll.

I have intense chills.

Can you give people an inorganic look so far?

No, at least - it shouldn't be possible for Wellsey to know Flam.

"My physique is a little different... when I first saw it, I thought... it was just a little bit, so I thought it was my fault... but..."

Milkit, take Kina and step back.

Kotsun.

Welsey's soles slapped the floor.

Then Guru and Kina's feet are distorted.

"No!

She turned herself reflexively and left the mill kit.

And Welsey's hand stretches out to the curling kina and grabs her shoulder.

"I won't let you do it!

Ready, slashing flam.

Then Welsey put her right hand over her.

The power of the helix that emanates from it.

"Hey, what's this!?

I took it when I played Auga or Luke's opponent, that power.

Shield the soul eater and pour the magic of inversion into the blade.

But - I can't offset it.

Fram's body was blown to the point of the hallway.

"Haha......!

He hits the back and back of the head hard against the wall and the air in his lungs is thrown out all at once.

The consciousness is blurred, but Welsey's - no, you can't let that monster like you.

"Mr. Kina!

Then the mill kit moves.

She bravely thrust Kina's body.

Because he was pointing his consciousness toward the flam, the hand he was holding lightly away and the girl fell to the floor.

Then this time the target was changed to a mill kit, and the compound moved out.

"Ahhhhhhh!

Flam stood up and ejected the anti-chivalrous sword slaughter Plana Shaker Riversal.

The carbide takes it with one right hand, but the wrist that took the direct hit was engraved with a not shallow wound.

But - for the magic of inversion, it's ineffective.

Still another shot, Flam releases a chi sword slayer (plana shaker) as he approaches the compound.

And I jumped up, and now I slapped my soul eater directly.

"Gu... Ugh..."

The carbide suppresses it with its right hand again.

The surface of the palm has a vortex wrapped around it, and that seems to take the sword.

"Flam, stop it. I'm me."

"Ugh......!

Even Flam already knows.

Welsey is dead.

After killing the servants, perhaps in confusion, he despaired and beheaded himself.

And up from the neck of the body - Origin used it.

"Shall we get along? This is the situation, and you should have more than one person."

"It was Mr. Welsey's voice. Talk to me. Ah!

Black blades are infused with massive amounts of plana and magic.

It erased the spiral of the chemical and amputated its right arm.

Then, from the wound of the glowing compound, it is what it is - a bear-like hand grows.

Again, as Fram expected, this guy seems to be a werewolf type Kimyra.

Furthermore, at some point the right hand as well as the left hand had been replaced by the monster's.

"... left hand?

That's the hand that was grabbing Kina's shoulder until earlier.

Where did it disappear to?

She was staring up at the battle with her butt on, but - "bob" and out of his mouth, a lot of blood was spit out.

"Ah... higu... oh, but... oh, geez...!

And Kina suffers.

"Shit, shit, gibberish. Ahhh!

With a spectacular scream than you can imagine from its adorable appearance.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

To that unusual situation, Milkit could not even rush over.

It is obvious that it is no longer helpful.

Eventually, Kina stopped moving as she trembled loudly with Bikun.

"Everywhere..."

Flam walks over to her like that and shakes up her soul eater.

"Your husband!?

Confused mill kit.

I don't understand why you need to point your sword at Kina's body.

Still, the flam doesn't stop.

I slammed the sword raised high on the girl's body with all my might.

"Everywhere, you ahhh!

Put your anger at Origin in the air.

There is no need for plana or magic.

Kina's torso quickly became two pieces, and from the inside - an example, twisted flesh appeared.

"Oh no, into a living human being... get in..."

"Ha... ha... ha..."

A flam that glimmers abominable pieces of flesh as you raise and lower your shoulders.

Sure, Kina was temporarily helped by Milkit poking around, but the compound severed her left arm and broke into her body.

He even tried to eat and scatter the built-in and turn it into a puppet, to name a few that took his life.

The dead who were wandering the mansion were not only resurrected.

"... Milkit, over here"

"Ha, ha."

Running mill kit.

Flam becomes her wall and stands forward.

"Fram, Milkit, I'm sorry about Kina, but let's get along again. Right?"

The Welsh-faced compound, using Welshy's voice, speaks to both of them.

But it can't work anymore.

No, or maybe you're provoking me, after understanding that.

Then will you say that this wrath of Fram is also upon the palm of his hand?

Still - even so - there's no way you can, like, forgive.

"Hey, I'm sure your brother and sister-in-law will do the same thing"

I don't hear bullshit.

Looking directly at the enemy, Flam rushed out with all his might.