Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

Shanoar Vie Atmosphere.

Human beings who make themselves the best mentors and live for more than two hundred decades.

Since the successful exchange of soul covenants and retention of its growth.

He's been waiting for a day to reward his friends.

"... valet deployment. Eighth to sixteenth offensive magic guide, no anomalies. All right, we're in great shape today. This is me."

"Phew... I don't know how much I (or anyone else) am, but it's hard to welcome this level of opponent to a situation where he's consuming a lot of magic before."

I could tell the battle was moving to exactly the second stage.

In addition to the many demonic tribes that fall and fall, Yurica kneels in fatigue and Rex stands to shelter it. We are both in a situation of full creativity and exhaustion, but still the fighting spirit that dwells in its eyes does not disappear. He was desperate to save his magic vegetables in his body in order to recover quickly and join the war.

"... at times like this, it's easy to say that he has nothing to do with magic."

Flirting, and.

One demon ghost emerged between confronting Shanoir and Astarte.

Though those eyes, which were worn three times, cannot be seen from the two of us. Still, the will of a man holding a ghost kill can be felt from his back. That, from a slightly torn back.

"... Sten, are you okay?

"I wish. You think I can watch the game after all that cool stuff? Oh, my God. He said he'd wait 200 years. You're an idiot. Shit. Oh, shit.... That's all I'm gonna be cool with... whipping my body, but I'm gonna get up... leaving my back to Dachi to fight... it's gonna be romantic!

"... well. Now let me show you that the magic guide we have cultivated for two hundred years is a wonderful one. This is me!

"Avant-garde, you need it, right? I'll give you the best exposure. This is me!

Sten in front, Shanoar in back.

A tag team of two old friends who could not have materialized two hundred years ago strip their fangs of their biggest enemies now. The heat in those eyes cannot be blown off by anyone.

At least, that's what Astarte thought face-to-face.

Whether they have limbs or not, they will not admit defeat.

Then there is only one means that Astarte takes.

"As a hero, I have lived to be equal to the gods of men."

Phew, exhale loudly.

I put all the clutter in myself into the breath that exhaled so deeply that my lungs were empty. Astarte Verdanava, which is here now, is only one god of the present and only one named Astarte Verdanava.

There's no will to be a hero.

"... but now. As just Astarte, let me tell you something.... you guys, kill"

"Ha... call me!!

"I'm coming... this me!!

Astarte jumps.

Sten, the first action he took was a move, when he never tried to move himself in the Battle of Ulyka. That moment when Sten wanted to set up a chase while rounding his eyes on that.

"Eighth Aggressive Magic and Change - Dragon Tooth Eradication"

Literally, the place where Astarte was until now "vanished".

"... what?

"Sten. I'll make my way. I want you to fight without thinking."

Turning around, the figure of Shanoir drifting with the power of the magic guide, staring at Astarte as if nothing had happened. They don't even have the magic that the opening blow is unusual, and they don't even have the makeup for Shanor.

"... I didn't know I (or someone else) would be the first to dodge it. Let's go."

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Dark Limit of Five Limbs] -

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Uppercase Flame Color] -

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Great Three Elements] -

Sitting in the air, the best magic conductor.

Expand the three magical guides, whose red lotus and three spheres strike.

"Oh, and then"

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Clean Old Swinging Head Spine Machete] -

"This is a resurrection, too."

A duplicity of military knives and machetes.

Pushed by the unusual magic of it, Still, Sten runs through the flames of prison.

"... flash"

"Huh!?

I'm struck by a flash of surprise, and I'm caught moving.

Wind pressure scorches the body, but one step ahead of it.

"I'm not gonna let you. I'm gonna let you."

- Sixteenth Aggressive Magic/Water Flower Famous Moon -

A visible moonlight emanates from the magic formation that unfolded in front of Shanoir as if a petal were to open. Its power, including divinity, dissolved and extinguished the blades of house-style.

"Exactly!"

"Go, Sten!!

With Shanoir's support, with one imminent attack after another. Sten approaches Gungu and Astarte. But Astarte...

"... Phew"

One, with a glossy sigh, pointed the rainbow eyes straight at the sten.

"Don't look at me sweetly, Master of Magic."

Sten's axe is shaken, and at the same time the big left arm sword hits its tip. Clean old swinging head and spine machete sharpens the blade of grudge and ghost killing, while eating Sten's body with its aura, it strikes.

It was then that I twisted my body to avoid it.

"I'm sorry."

A military knife, directly in front.

If the phenomenon of divine erosion was to be released, I also felt that I could still avoid it with a time lag.

But at the same time as Sten lays a big axe pattern on his defense, a series of rolled-out machetes and a military knife are struck.

- I'm good at melee.

"You really can't help it!?

Flying the sparks, the Great Axe and the Military Knife, the Great Sword Dance. Obviously pressed sten. It was not a simple force, but a historical difference between Astarte with the phenomenon of divine erosion and Sten who did not.

What's more, Stalte has injured his back and left arm, while Astarte is still intact. Obviously, a difference appears in the beauty of the movement.

"Gu......!

"Blow it up."

A glimmer of a dagger unleashed all the time.

Sten's left arm does not respond to the fierce chase from the left, which cannot even be prevented by ghost killing.

It's only natural because I was torn apart by a mole that wasn't based on the phenomenon of divine erosion.

But still.

"Huh!?

"Awwwwwwwww!!

I have company to protect.

There's a woman with a back in her hand.

And most importantly,

"You can't show Dachi anything cooler than this, like he's been working hard for two hundred years!!

"Arms... are you insane!?

Identify the patterned part of the dagger and give it a left arm that you can't help because of the pain.

The hissed arm bent in a direction so crazy that there was nothing I could do.

Still, I can do a flash of clearance there.

"Eat this..."

A forced blow to the arm with one right hand, swinging it up as it chooses the ground.

But it was certainly an attack from outside Astarte's sight.

"Knock..."

"Temee blow it coraaaaa!!

Even though the military knife prevents cutting tips, Astarte weighs not heavily. Astarte's body certainly floats in the universe at the blow of Sten's ghost killing, which doesn't bother him.

"... but now what?"

The gap that I made.

It was the usual path to stick around in order to stab the stubborn. Sure, Astarte was vigilant about it and cautious up there, and that's why the swing from the bottom was unexpected.

But then it's just unexpected.

If you look down at the ground sten, looking at the questions that have arisen for a moment.

"Better than I attack."

"- You left it to me, you bastard!!

"What!?

The invincible laughter you hear.

I was caught off guard thinking I was just going to turn to Sten's support.

That is the disadvantage even in the melee. If there was to be some kind of obstruction, I would have thought it was time to cross spears with Sten.

"Fourteenth Aggressive Magic/Undermoon Brawl!!

At that moment, even one terrific killing chaotic undermoon emerged, as many as thirty.

Each draws a completely different trajectory, but definitely looms towards Astarte. Astarte's rainbow eyes stained black with undermoon chaos.

"So..."

But.

The undermoon rampage is on the verge of a direct hit.

The look on Astarte's face remains the same.

I told you not to take a sweet look at the Commander of Magic.

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Harmonization of Heavenly Illuminating Cooking] -

"... Huh!?

As soon as that eulogy sounds, both Sten and Shanoir stay alert.

But no one has ever seen a "coincidence" Mori Luo Wan turn to his enemies.

For fuck's sake.

A tremendous roar echoes as thoughts catch up.

Blasting is undermoon rambling.

Every black runoff flew around where Astarte would be.

"No way... that bastard used a god-eating phenomenon on himself!?

The surrounding magic vegetables are one of nature's. That turns that way doesn't surprise me that the magic vegetables that were around me erupted.

"It's worse than that."

"Shit!!

Shanoar defended himself as he deserved, and not so noromatic as to be subjected to the wreckage of the undermoon rampage with Sten. But the Yulicas resting on the edge of the canyon.

When Sten looked in the direction where they were, he said he was safe.

From the cliffs, they were also protected from the falling rocks, which were the result of the rampage of undermoon rampage.

'Cause there's sometime.

"No way... I didn't think I was going to help Yurika -"

As a matter of course, and floating relaxed and fluffy, because there was one girl.

Protected Yurica's eyes are opened.

Sure, because now the girl is standing there trying to shelter Yurika.

"Veroche......?

"I wish Lex would have flown to your grandfather, too."

"No, don't be lame, Miss Veroche. I mean, I wasn't really out of my mind then, either."

The look on Rex's face scratching the bollocks and the back of his head next to Yurica had no more vigilance for Veroche than it should have been before. When Yurica shifted her eyes from Rex to Veroche with a frightened look, she missed her gaze slightly.

"... this time, it's... it's not borrowed."

"Huh...?

Quick to say, Veroche quickly flew to Shanor and Sten. My favorite Frill Umbrella is alive and well as usual.

"I managed to regain my magic... do I need an increase or something?

"Veroche, stop the tension that damages that temper. It's a good place. This is me!

"Uh, yes, yes. It's always shining.... Ahhh, Sten"

"Long time no see...... but hey? Mr. Veroche."

Conversation as usual, Veroche and Shanoar.

That's somewhere fresh, though Sten has been observing the two of us for a little while. The conversation ends when Veroche, the Ten himself, turns to Sten. Although Shanoir seemed somewhat dissatisfied.

Veroche, with his gaze, was as attentive as he was then, with his jitty eyes, and his expression immobilized. Still, there is a softer impression on the table than before.

"Later, I need to talk to you -"

"Behind the gym..."

"Huh."

"No, it's nothing. Right, for now..."

Reflect on the case that must be handled first, along with Veroche, who made the amethyst eyes decent.

"Can I help you?

"I'm sorry, you have to wait."

Even with all that aggression. No matter how worn out Sten is.

Still without a scratch, the Commander of Magic was standing.

"Uh, that really sucks. I think I've recovered my magic too. Yes, let me turn to Sten and Grandpa's support."

"How about a little more of this, hegemony? For example, yes, this me!! Or something."

"I can't die."

"Right..."

Disappointed to drop his shoulders, Shanoar was nevertheless letting a massive amount of magical guidance unfold in the air. Sten would not be the only one with a sticky cheek in the number of magic formations of momentum that one castle could lightly drop.

"I'll leave the firepower idiot to Grandpa... will you put some support in the avant-garde sten?"

"Hmm? I couldn't support you, Mr. Veroche."

"... come on? I can do it now.

"With the same faceless expression," Veroche said, tilting his neck gently and blurting.

"Ancient spells and fighting refinements"

"... oh"

"Rest in peace... we can fight."

"Ya, mr. Kishanku. Thankful."

"... is that so? Cancer."

"Ugh."

Turning his back around, Sten was in front so that he could be driven away with his hands once and for all.

The left arm, which should have been shaken, goes back to normal, and the bleeding doesn't stop, but it doesn't interfere with the minute it moves. Perhaps it's a technique that finishes and activates the magic flow, while closing and opening the palm of his hand, Sten was in good shape.

"... the three of us. You're getting harder and harder. I'm not too happy with the way things are getting tougher and tougher."

"Shut up, asshole. Try this hand. Try this hand. I'm getting crushed and forgiving. I'm dealing with Temee. Forget it. Lose anything."

"... Nevertheless, Shanoar Vie Atmosphere in Veroche Vie Atmosphere. There's a hell of a bomb that's been caused by two things."

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Nine Series Treasure Light Plays] -

Congratulations echo around.

"- No, now, okay? Come on, let's go on."

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Refined Old Swinging Head Spine Machete] -

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Uppercase Flame Color] -

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Great Three Elements] -

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Dark Limit of Five Limbs] -

"Wow... seriously. Were you able to do four things at the same time? That god..."

One magic book after another unfolds, and a powerful magic swirls around Astarte.

It's not that intimidating or unusual, so much so that even a belligerent veloche can leak words like a sneaky, annoying smell.

But still.

"Ancient Spells/Chaos Undermoon"

A black runoff releases towards Astarte. Astarte narrowed her eyes and rolled out a white sphere to that awesome blow that would leave Shanoir's undermoon rampage if only at speed.

"Oh... it's going to be very magical."

Veroche frowns uncomfortably.

Seat 10 That white sphere, one of Grindle Grifskale's divine erosion phenomena, is an anti-skill that defeats magic vegetables. Further amplify your demonic guidance with a green sphere and storm the red sphere from the ground onto the pyrotechnic. Using this, there is a duplicity of dark carved limits between the refined old swinging cephalic machete and the five extremities, plus a creature that freely manipulates the sun wheel flame...... now Astarte Verdanava.

"... and the Imperial College."

"Still, the whole season is over."

"Horrible."

More agile sten drives the ground due to muscle activity.

In the end, I can only get close and hit him, but if I can't, I'll do my best job at that. That was the way Sten decided to fight now in his heart.

I'm not alone.

Buck has two reliable guards now.

Then I just slap myself head-on without thinking about it.

"Let's Play Best Magic Supervisor!!

"I can't leave you alone."

Big axe to swing down with the leap. Avoid a military knife that is blocked by a machete and slashed right after it from the blind spot. I can prevent the rush of a continuous machete, illusory as if it were just a brake, with the same speed of a machete's reward.

"What the hell!!

"... you might be getting a little hard on someone in this condition...!!

Rush of swordspears. Sten smiles unexpectedly against Astarte, who can afford to avoid even a splashing spark. against unusual monsters that are nowhere to be spared, but believe me, there is a victory.

"You can't lose, you can't!!

"Right, me too!!

"What...!?

I did leave the uppercase side of prison flame color alone.

When the Shanoir's guide is also sealed, than the distance from Sten is too close.

But when it comes to it, why?

"Heh, this is the guy to deal with!!

"... no way"

Sten's presence to meet in front of him diminishes.

It's like it's gonna disappear, like that.

"Grandpa, hurry up -"

"Veroche vier atomosphere!

In the sky I looked up, the figure of Veroche, who is clearly exercising his magical guidance.

- Ancient spells and serial edge avoidance -

The ancient spell of the art of "deciding not to be on the spot and transferring", which Veroche showed at the Battle of Yatano Hussou Arklite one day.

That's what's activated on Sten right now.

I mean, here and now, Sten's gone. No, maybe he's not already here.

"I know...... are you ready, Astarte!!

It is Shanoar who shouts.

In its hands, a vast and intense wave of magic that would obviously have condensed up to now.

I left the avant-garde to Sten and said I was willing to take Astarte in one blow, that's exactly the plan.

"... you mean the combination of the three was terribly good"

Huh.

Astarte, with a slight grin, gazes at Shanor.

I gave up, but I felt something cold in that look. Shanoar said.

"Fine, it won't go away. Eighth Attack Magic Guide/Modification - Dragon Tooth Eradication!

I let go of the magic guide that I had accumulated in the accumulation.

Moments later, the ground on which Astarte was located exploded and a certain space disappeared so that the black hole converged. The figure of Sten, who had been meeting until just before, is already near Veroche.

"... Oops, or"

And Shanoar exhaled.

Sten peeks into the land of Mara.

"Oh, you're done"

Nodding, smiling, fisting each other...

No, it's not over.

"Huh!?

"Whoa, whoa, seriously!?

I rushed up to that voice color I heard from the air that I couldn't catch with a man or a woman.

And naturally, nestled in the same air as earlier, Astarte Verdanava. But it was crazy. That's all I've eaten. Whatever it takes.

There won't be any intact.

"You... are really a monster..."

"No, it was dangerous... or dead."

"What?"

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Thirteen Massive Towers of Undefeated Martial Arts] -

"If I had one life, I'd be dead."

"... Hey. I thought I heard a number I shouldn't hear... thirteen? Now...?

…… You are often concerned about mistakes, but don't worry. [M] So far, your ears haven't fallen. "

"Atte hosi kattaner"

That's what Sten said in a sigh mix, howling his ear hole.

How mighty is the god of the living in front of you. How far is the road to victory?

In a situation that turned back through despair, but Astarte glanced over his shoulder.

"No, it's not planned to get killed. I'm very cautious. Once you're dead, let me pull this off."

Sooo, and the magic guides behind them disappear.

The ambient air felt lighter at once, but Shanor, as usual, put his arms together and stared aside at Astarte.

"... what kind of belly buildup?

"What? Until I thought about priorities.... it's not the wheels that have to be killed first"

That's it, Astarte looked slowly at Sten.

His eyes, which should have been stained with rainbow color, return black, and he says, stretching his hand toward Sten.

"He seems to have distorted his destiny." He who follows the shadows of the gods. "You are a... unusual risk factor."

"Uh... well, yeah. Conscious."

"Is there?"

"Yeah."

Pomp, and Astarte dotted his eyes.

Turn your face away, as if you were ready to blow it out.

"What is it again... I'm sure he'll come and kill you. Then... you should be ready."

"Ah... that's enough, I don't want to see you..."

Vertical one letter on the back.

The Imperial College Book The Mausoleum's best magician turned his heel and left into the air.

……

"... do you want to shoot me in the back -"

"No, no, no, no, quit. Please!!

Shut up, Sten, in a hurry, Veroche pointing at his back as he left Fril Umbrella. It's a joke - a sigh of relief to her crushing with the same faceless expression.

But Veroche's words don't end there.

She's pompous.

"I remember everything..."

Yes, I gave him a slight grin.