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

The magic of the flam makes it a flying dragon-shaped chimaira that turns into a piece of flesh.

Everyone was watching the sight.

Blood rain falls constantly.

As he smelled the raw smell of the organ, Flam played it with his own inverted magic power, and it didn't even get dirty.

For Toros, who saw her as an angel, the figure must have been divinely pictured.

But she's never an angel or anything.

Demons, or Reapers - seemingly normal, but in fact, in my chest, my hatred for Origin, who took the mill kit, kept rolling in such concentrations as to lead to pitch black.

That murderous eye dazzles Toros.

"Mr. Sailell had no malice. The woman over there doesn't have that either. But there's a lot of distorted emotions coming out of the guy there. And something like Disa's leftover incense."

Even if you don't look into your eyes, I can feel that in the flam right now.

A swirling face, a coal-fired rally point, a massive amount of Kimaira, and a wounded Zeion and another man bleeding.

Because of that situation, he decided that the culprit was Toros.

But seeing his shriveled warfare and the look on Zion's face, he doesn't kill him right away.

"Zeion, can I like him?

Flam wanted to kill him if he could.

Diza had a handkerchief.

If the Demon Man standing in front of you is one of them, then I'm sure killing him would be more distracting than killing Kimyra.

But Zeion shakes his neck to the side.

"Oh well. For once, let me ask you something... that guy, Toros?

"Oh, yeah. How do you know that? No, you met him because you knew Sairel's name."

"I think it's time Negas brought him on his back. I destroyed the core, so the damaged area is healed by her own healing magic."

"... That's right, Toros"

He calls out to me, and Toros finally goes home to me.

"There's nothing you can do, is there?

Zeion laughed as he showed his teeth.

How can it be so funny to be worn out and betrayed?

"Zeion is strong."

If his face had been decent, Toros would have laughed in tears.

You can't win.

No matter how much power you gain, if you lose so much with your heart, the battle was decided from the beginning.

"Look at me getting all bummed up, you say that?

Zeion doesn't break his smile, even though he would have severe pain running all over his body.

I'm sure he can't, and he's trying to lessen Toros' guilt.

Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere - no match.

Other than that, I can't find the words.

"That's what you are, so I was jealous..."

Maybe the only reason I wanted Seatum was because, really, it was his.

I didn't like her.

"That's what you are, so I was neglected..."

Impossible inferiority.

Never, Toros is not an impossible demon.

He's got a lot of magic, and Zeion's right, and he's kind in character.

But compared to him next door, I feel inferior.

"But... that's the kind of you that made me a friend of a troublesome guy like me..."

Unless it's a Zeion.

Unless, like him, he was an unconditional and trustworthy demon, he would never have been friends with Toros.

Being a chunk of self-loathing, he thinks so.

"No, you don't."

But Zeion denies it immediately.

Be a little angry, strengthen your tone.

"I've always wondered, Toros's low self-esteem. You're an amazing guy. I'll tell you what, I'm better upstairs in terms of hassle, and even Seatoom is hot and bitter or something. He goes out with me like that, without one disgusting face. I was freaking out when my magic arm would be outrun, and my personality was sweet, so I was always wondering why she couldn't."

I'm flattered, and I've always thought so.

I've always respected a friend named Toros.

So no wonder.

Why does he so underestimate himself?

"It's too much to buy, Zeion"

"Hey. Aren't you the kind one who's been self-loathing all along? I've been hiding from my father that I was friends with Diza because she ordered me to, and that I'm really Diza's child."

"... it is, but"

In a trembling voice, Toros answers.

"Naturally. 'Cause it sucks! I have been betraying Zion and my father for ever being nice to me...! But you can't stop now. Then I'll have to go that way! Everywhere, we have to obey Deaza!

Hearing the desperate, spinning words, Zeion laughed happily, "Ha ha".

Because that's what he was waiting for.

"At a time when you think it sucks, Toros, you don't have the talent to fool people."

"Huh...?

"That's the last time a bad guy who's really dyed thinks about it. Perhaps now that you know it will, Deaza has been guiding your mind."

Using a suitable method of brainwashing after grasping each character.

The best way to manipulate Toros with a gentle heart was to use guilt.

He got caught up in it.

"I think Toros and I would have been a dick, even if we didn't have orders."

"That should be..."

"I have it. I have it. Sooner or later, it won't matter what Disa thinks. So don't worry about the order, it doesn't affect our relationship."

As follows Zeion's words, the rough grosses of breath call on his son.

"TO, Ross... you spent time with me, and time... you weren't lying, were you...?

"Father..."

"Diza, I was ordered to pretend to be a parent and child... was it just...?

"That's... no"

"Well, hah... so... enough, isn't it? Mm, gu... uhh... it doesn't matter, Deaza, I can't believe it. Thoros, do as Thoros wills."

the desires that are deep within you, not the words given to you by others.

The fact that I did it doesn't go away.

Fortunately, however, no one lost their lives.

Thanks to the people who supported him, he found a way back.

"I... I did this... and I'm this, I can't help it... how could I... everyone... eh...!

"I'm sorry... Toros, because of me..."

To Toros, who collapses, my mother, Sassia, who was watching, also shivers her shoulders.

The vortex of meat that replaced their faces had stopped moving, as I would say, 'I don't know such emotions or anything'.

There is no longer any willingness to defy Toros at all.

Zeion, relieved, collapsed from his knee, wondering if he had lost his mind.

Flam rushing over, but controlling by hand and appealing to 'I'm fine'.

"Hey, Flam. You mean you helped Sairel... there's a way to smash only the core, right?

"Am I supposed to help those two?

"Oh, can I ask you"

From what I hear, those two must have used the core of their own volition - that's what Flam deduces.

But if letting them live could break a corner of Deaza's plot, it would be a greater vengeance than killing them short circuits.

"I do not know until the profound circumstances, so I follow Zeion. But can I wait until Mr. Sailell gets here? Because if you can't use recovery, you can suddenly die."

"After all, you can't just break it and end it,"

"That's all my body's ever been changed."

There's really a scar on my face, and there's damage inside.

Still, I guess the damage is better if you just haven't lost your human form.

A lot of silence until the Neighbors who follow them arrive.

Leetus is reading the air and hiding himself in his armor for me.

If I had her, I wouldn't have been able to calm down like this.

And a few minutes later, Negas and Gene, who carried Sairel, show up.

"Ha, well. He was alive, too."

Zeion looks at Neigus and smiles at his mouth.

But soon the expression disappeared, wrinkles leaning between the brows.

"There's something weird going on with him."

"Don't worry, you seem to be on my side for once"

"I don't feel safe..."

You can say what he says, but at least he's not willing to be hostile to Gene.

Although Gene also looked at Zeon and swelled his anxiety himself.

"Zeion, you're alive!

"Negas, with each other. I just want to be happy to see you again, but can I ask Sairel for a job first?

"Thank you," said Sairel, down from Neigus' back, giving a word of thanks to his friend, staring at Toros.

"What is this situation?"

In an angry caged low voice, she says.

It was Fram who answered the question.

"The Toros were revamped by the demons, and the battle was over. I'm going to destroy the core of him and the woman in the back, so I want you to heal the wound, I think."

"... No, start with Mr. Grouse. It's a deep scratch. Mr. Sassia and Toros will be right after that."

"I was relieved to hear that. If Toros suddenly told me to fix it, I'd be beating the shit out of Zeon."

No matter how much Zeion forgives Toros, he can't force it on Sairel.

It is only natural that she, attacked and forcefully embedded in the core, shows difficulty in the healing of Toros.

"And Mr. Grouse's next step is to treat Zeion. Do you have any idea what's going on with you?

My hands and legs are broken and I'm standing at my best.

So he tries to make the treatment of Sassia and Toros a priority, so he is an utterly self-sacrificing idiot.

Regardless, there is no way Sairel can tolerate such a thing.

When he cast healing magic on Grouse and blocked the wound, he immediately connected his broken bone and healed the cuts all over his body.

Followed by the removal of Sassia's core.

Not knowing the circumstances, Sairel didn't look very good on her healing either, but I can't say no if Grouse tells me to "please" her.

First, the flam destroys only the core in your body with the magic of inversion.

Faces and built-ins that were distorted by the power of the origins return to their original form, with the effect that lacerations occur in each part.

Sassia suffering from pain.

Multiplied by that, Neigus quickly amputated his abdomen with the magic of the wind, removing the core from his body.

Sairel's core has already been removed, but it is considerable pain and fear to be cut off without anesthesia either.

You should open it while you're distracted by the wounds that have occurred in other areas - that's a way to build on the failures you made when you applied the procedure to Sailell.

You remembered the spiciness then, and when you saw the wound, she groaned bitterly, "Ugh."

But it immediately activated healing magic, healing the abdomen as well as wounds in the body and face.

And - it's Toros' turn next.

The last time he did so was, of course, Sailell's request.

Leaning forward at ease, she grabbed her blood-swet collar, not to mention her own dirty hands.

"Uh-oh, you're scared when you piss off Sairel."

Is long dating Neigus actually also an angry experience, shrugging his shoulders and laughing bitterly?

Hearing it or not, Gene said away without reading the air.

"I see, you're a savage woman"

Neigus stepped on his feet silently.

And the two stare at each other as they fly cancer.

Off-site brawls aside, Sairel cuts a numb to Toros, who says nothing, and tells him in a low voice.

"Don't shut up, don't you have something to say to me?

"... sorry"

"Is that all the apologies?

"I'm really, really sorry"

Zeion sees the interaction between the two, much less the desire to interrupt.

I said I would forgive Toros myself, but also because I could understand how Sairel felt that I couldn't forgive him.

"I guess there was something wrong with Zeion's forgiveness. But it doesn't matter to me. He thinks it's okay if you just stay dead."

"I take it for granted"

"I know what I'm doing."

"Yeah."

"Huh..." Yeah. "'Cause. I could have been dead. Honestly, there's nothing I can do about it, man. If we weren't friends with Zeon, we'd be abandoning him."

"I can't thank Zion enough."

"If you're not sure, spend the rest of your life thanking me. I'll tell you what. I'm going to help Toros because it's not for you, it's for Zion. It's not just your heart, you let Zion save your life! Keep that engraved in your chest for the rest of your life!

Toros was deep and nodded over and over again.

Sairel sighs loudly and looks at Fram.

And the removal of the core began.

Sairel looked unfloated until the end, but he did it right to the end - he used up his powers, he lay on the ground.

"I'm sorry. Thank you, Sairel."

Zeion, walking over to Sairel, reaches out.

When she held that hand, she managed to get up with the momentum to pull it up.

"Really, it's sweet"

"But I didn't want to give up."

"I wonder if that's okay. Because Fram made it, thanks to the fact that Zeion didn't give up."

Neigus was right, if Zion's heart had broken any sooner, it would have ended at that point.

Besides, even if Flam makes it, she doesn't have the power to put out the flames.

It is undoubtedly his credit that saved the lives of the evacuees.

"I guess you liked that part of Zeion, too, Sheetum"

"Really?

"Definitely"

"Really... then you can't give up on him either"

"Sure, I was connected to Disa (...)"

connection, the expression of the flam clouds the word.

I don't know what form the connection was in, but I wonder if I can really get it back, etc.

"Zeion is going to get Seatum back."

"If we don't give up, we'll figure it out."

"Hmm, you can't. If it was before it was fully connected, it would still be taken in already, wouldn't it? It is likely that there is not even an original form left"

"Ugh, Gene Intage. If we don't give up, the impossible will be possible. No matter how difficult it was, give it a try. Uh, I don't know!

Zeion stripped away his hostility and ate it.

Apparently he, too, hasn't thought much about Gene since he was at the Brave Party.

If you look at him roughing up the voices of the party members, you can take it for granted.

But Gene is surprisingly how convinced he is of Zion's objections.

"That certainly makes sense."

"Ah?"

"If we don't give up, the impossible will change," the phrase says. But I can only do that because I'm a genius, and you, the ordinary man, can't do it. "

"Hey... you're selling fights, right?

"No, I'm just lightly stating the facts"

"That's what you call selling fights in the world!

I don't get my hands on it because I hear from Flam that he's on his side, but Zeion's frustration had reached its culmination.

"And no matter what you say, Zeion,"

Leetus softly appeared out of his armor and advised him.

Hear that voice and concentrate on a translucent girlfriend whose gaze flutters and rises almost everyone.

"... I was going to introduce you in anticipation of the time."

Flam blurred alone.

Negas puts her hands on her shoulder and encourages her with a half laugh, "Donma".

"Nah... is that what you look like, Lady Leetus!?

"That's not true, Zeion, Master Leetus should be dead by now!

"No, I'd rather not be like that if I wasn't dead!?

"Are you telling me it's the ghost of Master Leetus..."

"I can't believe it. But it doesn't seem like an illusion."

It is already a fuss.

Perhaps even the people inside the assembly hall would spread further confusion.

"With that said, the armor that Fram was wearing, Master Leetus used it during his lifetime."

"Yeah, I guess you were possessed by this... when you wore it, you were supposed to show up and help us"

"It's a strange thing, and when she wears armor, my thoughts restore normality."

"I think it's probably the effect of the power of inversion, but things happen, so refresh me, too"

"I don't believe you when you hear reason...... isn't it a mass hallucination or something?

Still to the suspicious Zeion, Leetus extends his arm from Avismail toward him.

When his arms stopped in front of him, he swayed flirtatiously just saying 'touch me'.

Zeion, who reached out in horror, leaked an exclamation, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Seriously, Leetus... if Seattle was here, it wouldn't be a joke."

"I want to see that girl again, too, and give her a hug. I'll do my best. Be sure to rescue Sheetum and kill Diza."

"Of course, he's definitely gonna help, and I'm not gonna forgive him for Deeza."

The confusion about Leetus also calmed down, and the Flams opened a rally point that was closed and rescued the people inside.

Fortunately, no one was smoking and falling, and everyone was safe.

Grouse hugs his daughter, Leiris, and Sassia and Toros even apologize to her.

I don't know what the situation is. Leiris was tilting his neck properly, but he said with a laugh, "I'm glad we're all okay for now," he said.

Unbearable, Sassia and Toros weep.

Also elsewhere, Negas was happy to reunite as she hugged her parents.

Zeion and Sairel, splitting up, are turning in a voice to see if the evacuees are having any physical problems.

Leetus was doing something similar after Zeion, but it rather surprised him and seemed counterproductive.

In the meantime, the shabby flam and Gene stood near the entrance to the rally point without opening their mouths to each other.

"Hey, Gene."

To the lid, Fram asked him.

"What's wrong, stupid woman slave?"

"... I thought this kind of time wouldn't give me a seizure saying, 'It's no use.'"

"It would be useless to say"

"Probably will transfer the demons here to another settlement"

"The time limit is two weeks. The more we waste, the tougher it gets to fight them. Don't forget that."

"But I don't get eclampsia," he said. Maybe I'm a little too grown up to be sick. "

"When did I have seizures or something? I'm a genius. I should always be calm and settled and perfect."

"I think I'm always doing it for you."

"It just looks like that because your eyes are a pit saver."

"It sounds like a fun life to be so positive about yourself."

"Are you making fun of me?

"I respect you very much."

It is a completely mindless bar reading.

"Chip," Gene said, tongue-in-cheek as usual, going outside.

"Where are you going?

"It's the bathroom, don't follow me"

'Cause it's not as likely as I'm gonna fall back on Origin.'

Without a glimpse of Gene entering the nearby private house, Flam once again looked around at the rally point.

"Father or mother... how are you..."

As we look at the families we hug, we can't help but remember the two of us that remain in our homeland.

Until outside the Wang capital, Origin's power was not extended, but the Chimairas should be scattered throughout the kingdom.

If attacked by that, the village, where strong adventurers are not always present, is imperative.

"... I wonder if I'll ever see you again"

If you survived, what would happen to you in the battle ahead?

"You're not giving up, either."

Zeion's palm slaps the back of the plugging flam.

"Whoops!?

"Flam has enough power to resist Origin, so if you're gonna give up, do it all before you do it."

"Zeion......"

The thing about the mill kit, it's not so easy to break it off.

But - "Kill Origin," that's all I absolutely have to fulfill.

I'm not allowed to give up.

◇ ◇ ◇

Because of the loss of the core of Toros and Sassia, Niacelaide will soon be targeted by Kimyra as well.

I've just run out of food, how much was the limit of being stuck here.

The evacuees, along with the Frams, go south and go for another settlement.

Regardless, the rate of progress will fall considerably, and at this speed it will take two weeks to reach the kingdom.

So it was only until we arrived at a relatively safe settlement that the Flams could escort us - that kind of promise.

Then, three days later, while leaving the Kimaira raid, we collect food in nearby settlements and go one line.

And when he arrived in a relatively large settlement, he joined about a hundred demons.

They have surrounded the settlement with a barrier made of dirt magic and seem to have survived on their own.

If there are dozens of demons who excel in magic, it is also possible to protect themselves from Kimyra.

It is a farewell here to those who were evacuated to Near Sereid, starting with Toros and Sairel.

It hurts to lose Sairel, who can use healing magic, but you can't force her to do it to her, who isn't originally very good at magic or fighting.

"I'll be there, then."

"I'm definitely gonna beat the Origin bastard down, you're not gonna die till then."

"You're the one, 'cause I'm waiting for you to bring Seatum home"

"If Zion won't give up, I'll always believe you, too. He said he'd beat Origin and everyone would come home."

Neigus and Sairel hug each other, and Zeion and Toros gently bump their fists.

When each parting was completed, at all costs, the Frams left the settlement behind.

The snow that accumulates is thinner than that of Near Sereid.

Instead, the earth of sand, close to gray, was bursting out, and the sight of another feeling of loneliness was spreading before the five.

It was southeast of here, wasn't it?

Neigus stares in that direction with a rugged face.

I got a tip from the Demons that I thought I saw a girl with Sarah.

She said she was walking from here to the southeast by herself.

"Did I say saira? I hope you're not screwed."

"You're safe. You got it."

Snuff like you tell yourself, Neigus.

"I think it's relatively safe because the number of chimairas has decreased around here."

"If you're good at healing magic, it won't be easy."

"... thanks. Fram, Zeion"

"Hmm, those are the weather guys..."

Bad luck, Gene.

From behind him like that, a snug black arm stretched and touched the carotid area.

When I wonder if Gene's body is frightened, I stare at Leetus first.

"Hey Leetus, don't touch your neck all of a sudden! It would be bad for your heart!

"I thought that was what you wanted."

"Come on, you touchy, bad grudge spirits!

That's what you say, Gene walks out on his own.

Flam followed his back as he exhaled loudly in the atmosphere he said 'Oh man'.

Other faces follow her.

◇ ◇ ◇

Hooktus, a town (...) present in the southeastern part of the demonic territory.

At its peak, it was a place where about five hundred demons lived, but at one time it was reduced to almost zero by the raids of the Brave Party.

Later, those who had returned in anticipation of the time when most of them had cooled, as well as those who had evacuated after the Origin's resurrection, had recovered to a current population of up to three hundred.

This town, where fruit production flourishes, says the whole town will be filled with sweet aromas in the warmer months.

But now, just the smell of fresh smell is spreading.

Flowers are blooming.

Pulse red, demonic flowers.

"Come on, Sarah, you eat too"

My uncle, who took care of me, said so with the same voice as before, laughing.

"Come on, Sarah, let's be together"

That's what the girl I played with told me to invite her to play, with the same innocence as before.

My nose is paralyzed.

It feels like beautiful flowers are blooming.

Thoughts are disturbed.

They're trying to assume it's a beautiful thing.

Ridiculous consciousness, fluttering bodies, as if they were not your own.

"Negas... oh, not the other one... Negas Ugh..."

Tearful vision.

If you look up into the sky to stop the spilling tears, the green leaves are shaking, as if they were lids in heaven.

The twisted leaves are shaking.

Right next to it, the swirling ripe fruit dripped sweet honey, fruiting red to invite.