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

When he left the settlement and saw the white-snowy wilderness, Flam had the illusion that the world was over.

to her unintentionally sighing, Negas laughed bitterly,

"This is the view from the beginning, isn't it?

I said.

That's about as much as I know for a flam.

But there are so many corpses that I've seen to this day that I think there are far more corpses than humans living in this world.

When you defeat Origin with the power you gain, that's what you decide.

But in a world like this - living in a place without a mill kit, what's the point?

Thinking about it, as soon as possible, the presence of myself felt terribly empty.

It's like filling an empty space with just anger and hate and desperately claiming 'it's not empty'.

Still, the body moves.

Including Flam, a line went even south without a word from it.

It's Negas who leads the way.

Only she knows where the next settlement is.

As we go south, we examine demonic settlements and find survivors - that's what the Flams were all about today.

Tang, and as his leg kicks the ground, his body rises dozens of centimeters and keeps moving forward at high speeds.

Fortunately, Gene and Negas were able to travel quickly with the magic of the wind, and Flam can follow suit with unusually improved physical abilities.

Thanks to this, we could reach the next settlement in less than an hour.

It's easy to travel if you can fly in the sky.

But I don't, because it makes me stand out.

Because inadvertently, I wanted to be in battle with the Kimyras dancing in the sky and avoid losing time.

Still, there are more than a thousand Kimyra roaming around Seleid, and even if you're traveling on the ground, you're bound to encounter them, and it's impossible to avoid all the fighting.

Every time Kimyra spotted him, Flam tongued "chip," stuffing his distance from the enemy at once and touching him in the palm of his hand.

If it was a werewolf type, I could just blow it off.

The Lion Shape is also inflicted with an incapacitated level of damage, although it is impossible to finish everything with a single blow.

Feilong-shaped, too, is somewhat tough but not bitter.

But that wasn't the biggest problem.

The Chimairas decided to use the bodies of the demons they had killed and approached them under the guise of allies.

If you look at it, you can tell it by the smell and the air if it's a flam right now.

Still, if you use the throat of a corpse to tell me that every time I kill you, it's deliberately "terrible" or "how can you not help me" or "it's your fault," my heart will shrink even if I don't like it.

When he reached the third settlement today, Flam punched the walls of the private house with all his might and drilled a large hole.

Seeing her eating her teeth off in a ghostly shape, Gene tells her to provoke.

"Ha, have you fallen into bottom slavery to reason because of your power?

Of course Flam ignored it.

Did Leetus also realize that was the right decision to make, without even stretching his example black arm?

"Honestly, if you actually look at this kind of thing, your mind would be better off first."

Negas never hit anything, but it was as worn out as a flam.

So is Kimyra's evil hobby way, but the most shocking thing for her was the corpse rolling there.

I have seen many of the remains of those who I believe escaped desperately from Seleid on the road.

It wasn't often that it was the person I saw.

Friends, neighbor aunts, store owners where they go - most of them are just people who were at peace with their days, regardless of origins or anything else.

If only the original shape was retained, the vast majority of which is cut from the neck upwards.

I guess they also intend to use it for fishing (...) bait.

What sin, what authority, and what life had to be blasphemed?

I feel nauseous about Origin's selfishness.

"This settlement is a terrible situation, too. Just watching, and I'm going to forget me because of hate again"

"Please don't run off."

"Beyond that door, shouldn't I open it"

When Leetus, who floats behind the flam, says, a line of gaze turns toward a gathering place shaped like a church.

At first glance, the building is no stranger, but if you look closely, the windows are bloody, and there is an unusually intense smell of death from inside.

Ten or eighty-nine, massacres must have been committed inside.

This is what happens to the demons who have managed to escape into the settlements, and possibly in other settlements...

"But there could be survivors, right?"

"You're optimistic, you are"

"Are you okay? I think it's just gonna get hard to look at."

"It's harder to leave the possibility of abandonment behind."

That being said, Fram pushed open the door to the rally point.

A slight odor overflows from inside, filling her nasal cavity.

He bit his lips and endured the nausea that rose and stepped into the facility, swamped with blood and organs.

Then some of the stacked corpses move tightly.

I thought it was just a survivor for a moment, Flam, but the unnaturalness of the way it rose quickly showed.

Kimyra was given a piece of flesh, that he was a dead man.

She lightly touches the body of the body she tries to strike, instilling the magic of inversion.

Then the blue-skinned dead bounced.

"So I told you, don't expect it. But it stinks, if a good little devil opens his belly, it's like this."

"Gene, you...!

"Mr. Neigus, he just wants you to mind."

"Do you want me to? Who are you talking about, Flam?"

"It's no use caring, so let's find out where we're going"

"Hey, wait, retract! When will I be the owner of a hundred brains like you?"

Gene is calling something, but no one will listen.

Flam and Neigus started exploring a private house nearby by putting him down.

But there's no sign of any survivors here either.

It was the other way around that there was still a sense of life indoors because not so many days had passed since the anomaly had occurred.

He said it would be better if he showed me a shattered building or a dusty indoor, even though he would give up.

When you get out of the house after you've done your research,

"As much as there are no survivors, you can tell by the signs."

and evil.

Sure, what he's saying is also true.

At least from this settlement, I can't feel any sign that someone is there.

Flam now has a clear idea of that.

Still, I look for it - somewhere in my mind, maybe because I can't abandon the possibility that Milkit is alive.

The possibility of being in Demonic territory is endlessly close to zero.

But not zero.

There's no sign of it, so there's a near zero chance there's a survivor, let alone the possibility that it's a milkit.

But not zero.

Even if the odds were so tragic that even God gave up, Flam couldn't give it up.

"Hmm, what's with that abandoned dog face? You're a woman, a troublesome woman everywhere. I should have disfigured him and turned him into a doll."

"Say something like Origin"

"Don't go with that!

Gene denies it, but Fram always thinks he's serious and looks just like him around being selfish everywhere.

I'm not going to tell him because he's going to get tangled up in a nasty way.

At the end of the conversation, he leaves the settlement silently again.

Next to the southwest - Neighborhood, the next place to head, called Near Sereid, is a relatively large, unmistakable settlement to call a town.

Near Seleid is an ancient word that means near Seleid.

Even though there are separate settlements close to Seleid, having that name is probably an old settlement of history.

While Flam expects' there will be survivors', he also imagined the unpleasant sight of massive corpses lining up more than ever before.

No, rather, the latter would be closer to reality.

But if Zion escapes and survives, it's not strange to have one or so of his protected settlements.

Praying that was the destination, Flam kicked the ground.

Unlike previous settlements, the journey would take about two hours.

Then for a few dozen minutes, it was the flams who were traveling silently again, but Neigus, who was leading the way, found a shadow and stopped his legs.

Gene and Fram stop at the same time and look ahead to that gaze.

"It would be Kimyra again anyway"

"But you seem to behave differently than Kimyra ever did."

Kimyra, who has encountered so far, has approached us from herself to the Flams so as to appeal to us that we are a normal demon tribe.

But not this time.

The demonic tribe of that woman, who looks like her mid-twenties in human terms, sits on the ground, holding her own body.

"At this distance, you must have noticed."

"Why don't you shoot me?"

"If you're a normal demon, can you take responsibility?

"Just now one or two of the demons are dead...... chip, I know, so don't look at me like I wanted to! Especially Leetus, your eyes are going to sneak and you're scared!

Even that's just Gene, he can't stand it when everyone stares at him.

However, it is unnatural to have a living (...) woman alone, a few hours on foot from the nearest settlement.

Shooting and making sure is out of the question, it would be dangerous to get close - unless it is also a flam, with the power of inversion.

"Hey Flam, you're too defenseless for whatever it takes!

Ignoring Gene's advice, Flam approaches a woman.

To tell the truth, she already knew who the woman was.

... I took in the origincore, it's a woman.

Scanning is obvious.

But with Origin, you know about that.

So in Kimyra's case, they come close with a demonic appeal before they scan it and notice it.

Indeed, the same methods of warfare no longer work for the Flams, as the Chimailas have already approached them many times using the same methods.

It is pointless, as mentioned, to nod on the spot and try to invite the flams.

I mean, this woman - for some other reason, she must not try to move.

That's what Fram had in mind.

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

As we approach, we hear a woman.

She held her knees, lay her face down, and even crushed so.

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

At the same time as the voice, the meat called Bubu, Buju, scrubbed, and the sound of blood flowing.

I don't even have to check to see what's happening to my face.

But no doubt it was supposed to be a woman who took in the Original Core, but Flam somehow felt no hostility.

As I kept observing for a while - when I slipped, I heard the meat slip.

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

And more women holding their knees to two.

The two with the exact same appearance, the flanks were connected.

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

More.

Stay connected.

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

More.

Same figure, same shape, same voice.

And all of a sudden, I wondered if the words I was repeating stopped perfectly - the increase in the number of women to four looked up at Flam at the same time.

The meat is swirling.

Bujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujujuju

"Hey Flam, what are you doing? Get rid of him!

Gene roughs up his voice as he watches as he rolls away.

No matter, I ignored it.

I'm pretty sure I'm taking in the core, but the movement is odd.

It also looked as if it was broken.

As Flam stares at the woman, he makes a sound all the time, and the four women separate completely.

Then three of them fell, and their colours were lost from their skin tones as they withered, and eventually they decayed and became dust.

And the one remaining holds his knee again and repeats, "This wasn't supposed to happen".

"What the hell is this..."

Even Negas has no idea what action means.

It just wasn't even hostile to them, just repeatedly growing and dividing.

"Flam, can you explain?

"I don't know either. I'm pretty sure she's the only woman who's taken in the core."

"I know that doesn't have to be you. I'm telling you to explain what's going on."

"You're a genius, so think for yourself."

"... well, then let me make a hypothesis"

I meant to be sarcastic, but it's Gene who really has the brains to think for himself.

That was extra, hateful.

"Didn't they even give him the core of the defective product? And without receiving exactly the power of Origin, it became a lump of meat just to repeat actions that didn't make sense."

Original cores were made in the kingdom in the first place.

Something that requires advanced magic technology, and whose shape, size, material, etc. have been adjusted by the person who uses it, has been put into action.

Currently, however, core manufacturing in the Kingdom has stopped.

Given the difficulty of procuring materials in the demonic territory, it would be natural to assume that the cores present here were adjusted for Kimyra.

If you use that against humans, it's natural for the subject to break.

The Flams know nothing, but Maria has also lost her life with it.

At that time, Origin was able to connect her life by sending her strength through the core and creating and changing her body.

But Origin wouldn't bother to treat such a mere demonic opponent that far.

This means that this woman, after implanting a core that doesn't fit into her body, can't even be a monster that attacks her enemies, just repeats actions that don't make sense, a failure.

"Because it's for this woman that I'm gonna kill you. Fram, you should be able to do this, right? Hold your breath."

"I can..."

Touch it in the palm of your hand and destroy the core from body to body and you will have one shot.

But Fram was looking for another way.

If a woman had taken in a core of her own volition, Flam would have killed it right away, too.

But the footprints that go from far away to this point, the torn clothes, and now, though twisted and blocked, scars on my body - based on them, I didn't really think this woman wanted it herself.

It is all the more so when it becomes a failure.

Flam put his hand on her abdomen.

"It wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this, it wasn't supposed to be this"

- No reaction, just repeat the same thing.

"Fram, what are you trying to do?"

That wasn't just pure, the thought of saving a woman.

I wanted to connect my hopes.

It can also be an excuse to not have to give up.

"Are you trying to help that woman? Stop it, it won't be a busy result anyway. You will know best the end of those who took in the core."

"What is Fram trying to do?

"Odd, you're only trying to help by destroying the core in your body"

"If it could help......!

"It's a waste of effort. Not to say incomplete, she's the one who took in the core but only turned out to be such a useless chunk of meat!? Where I could save you, where I took care of you, what happens!

The heart is moving.

In other words, this woman is living with her raw as a demon tribe and her raw as an Origin's monster.

Destroy the core and you will return to just the Demon Clan.

However, there will be no less sequelae in that body.

Now that no one can use restorative magic, it's hard to heal and keep alive her worn out flesh, even if it destroys the core.

"You think this stuff will make you a force to fight Origin? We don't have time for this!

Still, I don't try to stop flamming.

He keeps his hands on it, closes his eyes and concentrates his consciousness.

When you touch your skin, you somehow know where the hard core is.

Turn to it and pour in the magic of inversion.

"I'm telling you not to, Flam!

Gene couldn't get over it and grabbed Flam's shoulder from behind.

She turns around and flirts.

Neigus looked baffled and went between those two.

"That's okay, if you can help me, you've never been over it, have you?

Why don't we save the Demons, and we get stuck so far?

Negas and Leetus didn't understand it at all.

In the first place, what makes Gene so far to deny the destruction of the core?

Simply because I don't like it - I wouldn't eat it down so far.

"That's not what this is about. Flam, let me guess what you're thinking with that rotten brain right now."

"... go ahead"

"If you could have destroyed this woman's core and died to a painful citation back to sanity, but temporarily... maybe you could have saved Cyril the same way. Didn't I?"

"That's right, so what? Are you saying it's weird that you want to help Cyril?

Fram also recognizes the snoring of motives.

Even so, it's not something you can give up on.

"That's ego. Do you even involve unrelated women in the mention of wasting time for that? It's like a human experiment, then it's exactly with the church you hated, you fucking bitch!

"Then abandon him like this and kill him!?

"Oh yeah. Let me tell you something more, I want Cyril dead. So don't help, don't explore the possibilities, just kill them."

"You're just a beard of a hot man, you tiny mischievous fish virgin magician! I'm listening. I'm embarrassed this way!

"Duh, a virgin!? You are still a root female slave to use such filthy language, you filthy! Women who are less capable of thinking tend to think things through emotions alone, that's exactly what you are right now!

"I'm not emotionally superior! Mostly, I'd say kill him or something briefly, but this woman's still alive! You're telling me to kill a living demon clan for nothing!?

"Even now. You've killed dozens and dozens of people! Kill this woman too, good man!

"I didn't kill you for nothing! Mr. Leetus, can I shut this guy up?"

When Flam, who had reached the limit of her patience, asked Reetus to shake her neck vertically and give her a light euphoric consent.

It is only natural that Reetus, a former Demon King, should follow the Flam in his attempt to save the Demon Nation.

Although Avismail, an epic gear, is not currently on the table, its forces act on the flam.

Black arms stretched from around her back toward Gene.

"Again with that, but yes, again and again with the same hand...... Ngu!? Mm-hmm, mmm!

All you have to do is shut him up, so shut his mouth and we'll work it out.

Leaving aside the noisy jean of things, Flam instilled the magic of inversion in a woman who repeatedly grows and collapses.

Carefully, aim only at the core so that Origin's forces do not act on the full body.

Then the woman's body shook tingly, her strength lost from her body, and she fell in.

At the same time, the pulsation of the meat stops.

Fram supported her body and observed the condition.

Eventually the vortex disappears and returns to its original face - bloody, though scratchy.

The body likewise experienced wounds and internal bleeding during the process of returning to normal human flesh, especially with a high amount of bleeding per lateral abdomen, which was growing repeatedly.

"Ugh..."

And when she wonders if the groan has leaked, the woman distorts her expression bitterly.

"Oh, if you look closely, you look like Sairel"

Reetus, who was looking at Fram's hand, said.

In reaction to its name, Neigus also peeks into its face from behind the flam.

"Dear Leetus, she is Sairel herself"

"You still did. Just like Negas, you've grown."

"Ha... who, that"

Soon Jean, freed, asked Negas.

"A common friend of mine and Zion's generation. It's supposed to be a light attribute, so if you wake up, you should be able to heal the wound yourself."

"... well, it's a convenient coincidence. I'm glad you didn't have to die for a painful quote, Fram."

"Probably not a coincidence"

That's what Flam says.

At the end of his gaze, there were footprints, continuing from the southwest (...).

Probably Sailell's.

She must have walked from the destination direction of the Flams and come this far.

I mean...

"I can use healing magic, so I guess they pushed the core."

"Ahead, you say there are survivors gathering?

"Yeah. But there's, like, giving a core to someone else... maybe one like Deaza's subordination, lurking"

It's just a hypothesis yet.

But I woke up and Sairel said painfully, but clearly, "... yes, I am."

"To Zeion... reward, I have to..."

"Sairel! You mean Zeion is in Near Sereid?

"Oh, Negas... good, live... hey... dude..."

If you cough up, your mouth will overflow with blood.

The gut appears to be damaged as well.

"That... you... Leetus, dear... then I... am dead...?

"No, he's alive. Master Leetus has a lot to do... recover first, then we'll talk!

Sairel nods and casts a lower recovery magic with his hands on his abdomen.

She's not very good at magic.

Nevertheless, he has much higher magic than a normal human being because he is a demon, but nevertheless needed a little time to heal his gut.

Is even that time loss intolerable to Gene, arm in frustration, and poor slackening?

And although not entirely, when the recovery was over to the level of being able to speak, Sairel stared once again at Leetus' face.

"It's floating..."

"It's like a grudge spirit, don't worry too much"

"I can't, I care"

It was a story I had no choice.

Perhaps in the future, they will say something similar in the first place they go.

"So, what does Sairel want to reward you with?

"Oh, yeah. The... Toros."

"What's Toros, that Toros?

"That's a nostalgic name, were you indeed a man friend to whom Zion was close"

"I don't care about that information, just tell me the truth"

To Gene's remarks, which only make the air worse, Negas puts his face on.

"Really, you guys...... Sairel, what's wrong with Toros?

"He attacked me. Maybe that's when they embedded something."

That said, Sairel stroked her own abdomen.

There's still a damaged core inside, it'll have to be removed sooner or later.

"Does that mean he's got a core!?

"I'm in Niacelaide about twenty people, including Zeion and Negas' parents... and no one has noticed that Toros is doing that yet"

"Even my mom and dad are there...... we need to get help soon! Gene, there are some Zions out there that can be a force for war, so you're not complaining, are you?

"Don't stare, I didn't say anything."

At least this time, there was no reason for him to disagree.

Neigus carries Sailell, whose recovery is still incomplete.

And then again, with her leading the way, at a faster rate than ever before, the Flams rushed to Near Sereid.

◇ ◇ ◇

Hours go back to before Sailell is embedded with the core.

The flames were fiercely burning in the flats a little further away from the nearcereids.

Two men and women stand before it and stare at it silently.

"You were here again. Zeion, Mr. Sairel."

From behind the two, a man with watery hair, a face that looked good to people, called out.

He is the Toros, a friend of Zion's.

"Stay away from me, I don't feel like watching too much."

We'll take care of the body.

"I wanted to see it too, the final appearance of everyone who travels. No matter how ugly it was."

Burning is the body of a pile of demons.

Cremation is not only to mourn.

The aim was to avoid deterioration of the sanitary environment, or because it is not used by Kimaira, so that it does not feed the monster - and it was the result of a composite intertwining of reasons.

"Now how many?

"I don't know, I stopped counting along the way. But today alone, there are more than a hundred people."

"I wonder, then, if all the people of Niacelaide have mourned"

"Yeah, once in town. When it comes to the surrounding area, I don't want to think about how much remains."

"I'm sorry, I left it to the two of you."

"It's what we do on our own, don't worry about it"

The recovery and cremation of corpses was a voluntary activity of Zeion.

At least while you're moving your body, you don't have to be annoyed by self-loathing.

The reason I started is because I was so selfish.

"Besides, Toros has things to do with Leiris and Sassia."

'Cause my sister and my mother seem to be happier with my dad than I am. "

Sassia, Toros' mother, who was weak from the beginning, was exhausted by this situation and was completely ill.

His sister, Leiris, is also sick of heart because of her youth and has been feverish here lately.

After fleeing to Niacelaide, Toros and his father, Grouse, were tight and in two nurses.

"There's not much I can do."

"What are you talking about? Even if I didn't put it into words, I'd be happy to have everyone in my family."

"... Zeion says it's heavy"

"If that's what you felt, don't stay in a place like this and go back to the rally point. And why don't Cerel come back with us?"

"My healing magic doesn't seem to work for those two,"

The disease of Leiris and Sassia has a large part that comes from feelings.

Exactly such things could not be cured with healing magic.

"Just the feelings, some people will be saved by it"

"Heh heh, Zeion is still hot"

Toros told me to tear it up.

And the two stand up, except for Zeion, and leave before the flames.

Being alone, he lost his expression and saw a corpse that could be burned with vain eyes.

"Sheetum... are you over there too...?

The smell of burning meat and organs.

Everyone is equally ugly and decaying, the end road of death.

If you mean you have the most important girlfriend in the world before you cross it - maybe you can jump right into the flames and throw your life away.

Zeion was half serious, that's what I was thinking.

Most importantly, when he jumps into a temperature of this magnitude dealing with flames, he never dies.

"No, you haven't. I just met Seatum right now, and he just hates me for saying 'I'm sorry, brother'. At least not after I hit that son of a bitch (Deaza). Er...!

Hold your fist hard.

Assuming you lose your life as a result, if you can reward Disa with one arrow, that's fine.

Maybe that's the best death for Zeion.

I wasn't going to live long anymore.

I have lost my mind at the time of the loss of Seatum.

How much more, hot can burn this life - that was literally the “proposition”.

"Oh, I wonder if Toros is here"

From behind again, a man's voice is heard.

Zeion, who turned around, called his name.

"Mr. Grouse, Toros just got back."

Thoros' father, Grouse.

He wears the same water-colored hair as his son and drops his shoulder, "Is that a mistake?"

"Zeion, you were mourning the body again."

"Oh."

"I'm sorry, I pushed the hard part. It's supposed to be a ritual for all of us."

Zeion laughs when he hears Grouse say something that sounds sorry.

"Ha, you're a parent and child after all"

"Duh, what's wrong, all of a sudden"

"Just now, Toros told me the same thing. People seem nice, and the atmosphere on their faces is similar."

"Is that what you mean? But I don't know, I've never been told they look much alike."

Zeion was rather stranger that way.

There are rarely any parents or children who look just like this, so much so.

"... Toros told me about Seetum."

"Right."

"Too bad."

"I don't have a dude. If I had the strength... No, in this case, it's your head. It wouldn't have happened if I'd realized Disa's betrayal earlier."

"I can't, because my wife said she was surprised, too."

"Mr. Sassia, you must have taught Diza magic when you were little."

"Looks like it. I've never heard of him, but he said he was a sweet teacher."

Zeion was the same perception.

He had a personality, he had first-rate magic arms, he cooked well, he was smart, and everyone liked him - was that all in the math, too?

"I wonder what will happen to the world"

"I don't know, I guess I can't help thinking about it"

"I wonder..."

"I don't know what we can do without power. Of course I can't save the world, and any of it spills when I reach out to all sorts of things. Then you just have to choose one of the most important things and protect it desperately."

"Something important, huh? Well, I certainly can't help thinking about the world. I'm... desperate to protect my family"

Grouse stares into the palm of his hand and alters his resolve.

Luckily, his family is not missing anyone yet.

Don't think about anything extra, just keep thinking about the important person in front of you.

Maybe that's what matters because we live in an ending world.

"... I don't know, Zeion, you've taught me. I'm sorry I'm a better adult."

"There's no way, you're raising Toros and Leiris nicely. Mr. Grouse's is so much better than mine."

Not used to being very praised, Grouse shyly shook his head, "I wonder if so.

Eventually the incineration of the body will be over and the flames will go out.

The flesh, burned up and ashed, is carried to the wind and returned to nature.

The two escorted the dead on the spot - back to the rally point where the Toros were waiting.