Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

What does he have to do with you?

I can't remember my name. I'm just using the legendary demon ghost for once. '

'Really? No. It doesn't look very similar... but the contact is, hey?'

Legendary, "demon ghost," right? You're not a ghost, are you?

"Yep. Well, definitely demons. Come on. '

"... Oh, my God."

"Right."

"Each other, there seems to be a lot going on."

"Totally. Hey, I'm sorry I shook up a weird story,"

"No, no. It's okay."

It's been awhile since we talked about that.

Tetsu stayed put and didn't even seem to intend to talk about it, leaving the deck altogether.

Phew, and as he sighed one and brought it to the columns, the sunset nearly crept into his eyes.

"At a time like this, I want a cigarette. When you immerse yourself in sentiment, I hope it's one of the props... did you feel that way too? Shanoar......"

Pompous, whining words remind me of my friends in the demonic world.

Memories on balconies and edges. When he was in a hurry, he was offering cigarettes. Look at the blurry smoke and exhale when you breathe heavily. There won't be anything in there that makes you feel better about spending your time.

Hey, I want it.

"In my case, would a xel or something look better?"

A demon ghost who dresses in a saucer three times and wastes it and takes a dose with a xelle.

Imagine in the back of your brain for a moment, Sten thinks.

GOOD. and.

"Okay, next time we'll get it somewhere"

Yeah, yeah, and one snort. I noticed my thoughts were off the sidelines.

I wonder why, every thought goes in more and more irrelevant directions, and I feel like I can't decide what is at the heart of my thoughts. Is that because of Sten's intense migrations, or is it the fate of the demons, or because another race called demons are basic assholes?

I missed the point again.

"... not Haughty Ghost Sten, but Demonic Ghost Sten. Legendary, that guy. I hadn't really thought about it, but I wonder who that sten is after all."

Even though it's the name I'm calling myself, it hasn't really bothered me.

Now, that question comes to mind. That's a sign that a young man named Tetsu met a "legendary demon ghost".

"... hmm?

Seriously, I think so.

Originally, the legendary demon ghost, Sten, was supposedly sealed hundreds of years ago.

Why did Tetsu, who is only human, have the opportunity to meet?

"Because he didn't seem to want to talk about it. I'm not even close enough to hang him."

"What kind of friends?"

"No. Well... hmm?

Ha, and a sighing voice.

If I turned around, I would have seen the boy talking one-on-one again for a long time.

The redhead was long and rough, and on his back was the prince of the kingdom, who carried a buster blade one time bigger than that great sword of Yurica.

"Totally... I was blurry on my own, so I talked to him, and this is it"

"Oh, what an RPG villager to treat. No, I'm a mystery character. That's suspicious and don't talk to me if I'm alone on the deck. Have you made any saves? I don't even know if the battle starts suddenly."

"You're all really unintelligible...... by the way, what's a save? Is that a rookie spell?

"No, don't worry about it. We're talking over here."

It's hard to say words that don't make much sense when it comes to much.

That's why I tried to flush it properly, but the boy - Lyudius Fossalena Grand Galea - has a sinister face. Sten knows why. But usually most people flush it with a "ha" or a "yes" even though Sten says something unexplained, whereas now Lyudius seemed to have something caught on somewhere.

"Hey, Sten."

"Am I?"

"Remember what we talked about in Merikide a little over three months ago"

"That was quite a while ago. You're gonna remember that for once, aren't you? That's a good romantic weapon, that sword."

"Oh, this. Yeah, it's really user-friendly. The Giant Wall thing was also helpful. Thanks to your advice, I've got a lot of muscle strength... and I won't be swayed by any more weapons."

Shh, Ludius' expression was bright as he pulled the buster blade out of his back and turned it around cleverly. Momentum is strong enough to make a wind cut noise, and there is no appearance of sauce coming out. It was also clear to Sten that he was really familiar with his hands.

"I'll do it. See ya. Maybe it's not a bad idea to try it again."

"Do you have any chance of winning if your powers make you say things? It could be an improvement in technology. At that time, I might ask. … but that's not what I want to talk about right now"

"Am I?"

Ludius grips the buster blade he was rotating and points the blade at the sten. There was no killing in those eyes, and the swordsmanship was awesome.

Even though Sten didn't know what he was trying to say, he narrowed his eyes with a clear understanding of what was being done.

It's like a threat. No, I am prepared to die even though I know that Sten can overturn the situation in an instant, instead of giving in to threats of this magnitude and so on. That's why Kenzi. Blade intimidation for dialogue, because I know an axe will fly in an instant from Sten if I turn to kill him.

"... what are you going to do? Hey."

"You're the one who could have about one of the explanations. Some time after the demon army woman took you away, you appeared before us like nothing had happened. Not yet, but this time with another demonic woman. Apparently Justa had it hidden before, but apart from that and this. I even see a line between the Demon King's Army and the Tetumina Company.... so answer me. Where are you now?"

Something drifting around Lyudius looking at Sten with a sword chi.

Sten clearly figured out what it was and accidentally drew an arc on his mouth.

But how you take that laugh will depend on the recipient. Lyudius doesn't know what Sten is thinking, and sweat transmits his cheeks. In this situation, with this question, why are you laughing? That's what I don't understand at all.

"Lyudius. Remember that feeling. Engrave it into your body."

"What?"

"That's what I'm playing outside my body. For the avant-garde, it's a great gift."

"... what"

What are you saying? It was as if I didn't know what it meant and my voice leaked out of my mouth.

But I realize. That something slightly different from hot air haunts Lyudius himself. in front of a mighty opponent, and still to the by-product of the results that were hitting Kenji.

"This one..."

"Hegemony. Probably. In addition to intimidating your opponent, the embodiment of your power that can even overwhelm you.... you're stronger than I was when I first met you."

"... yes, is it? No, but this... ah"

Confused. While I didn't know what was going on, the much more like hegemony of swordsmanship disappeared. At the same time, I felt more tired. Tiredness dominates the whole body. The tip of the sword he was poking at accidentally blew, and Lyudius exhales heavily.

To him like that, Sten laughed. Not with a suspicious grin like earlier, but with pleasure, teasing.

"Let's just say that. Don't worry. I'm not going to do you any harm. I remember you."

"Huh?"

Lyudius himself knew exactly what he was. More than that, because 80% of the reasons I came all the way to Sten are confirmations of that.

"Until the day Crain Farbnil defeats the Demon King, I will not be your enemy, no matter what."

Indeed, that day at Merikid, Sten said so towards Lyudius.

"... well. Fine then."

"I don't know, you believed me when I was you."

"There was also a possibility that I was losing my memory. I've been exposed to the Demon King's Army, and I'm worried about that."

"Ah... well, that's a lifetime of unconsciousness"

"No, thanks to you, I was also helped then. Finally, I can thank you. Even then, thank God. Thank you."

"I didn't treat you like a benefactor until just now!

"I'm telling you that's why I cared about brainwashing!

Hmm, Lyudius with arms to rough his nose.

I'm not being honest with you. I'm gonna nudge you out, Sten.

Lyudius put his hand on his forehead to see the disgusting movement in front of him and see if he was getting a headache on the boulder.

Whatever it is, worries are best served by concern.

If Sten had been taken in by the Demon King's side, there would be no more fear now. Lyudius' anxiety was neatly relieved because it was where his greatest enemy would be finished.

"I believe you unconditionally, following Crain to Harna... completely, over-affected or something.... No, it's true that I'm making you do things too."

"I don't care. Something happened to me, too. There are quite a few things I can't tell you guys. Just suppose there's something I can say."

"What if I do?

"You guys are still weak. You know, the Giant Wall says we can still grow. So be stronger.... and another thing. How many keys did you guys get together?

"So how do you know that... because you brought me the orange keys then. Four now. What's wrong with that?

"Are you okay with the other four? The material for that key is Spirit Stone. Produced by the Demon Kings when they killed all the Spirit Clans (Elements). If you had Harna verify that... you'd probably be able to change classes already"

"Class...... Change......?

"Haven't you heard?

I heard it somewhere, groaning and Ludius put his hand on his chin.

Class change. It's a reform of the soul.

Benefits from the Spirit, forgiven only by the human race. Depending on the method, humans blessed by the Spirit are considerably enhanced by it alone. That's why the Demon King's Army wiped out the Spirit Clan (Element). Don't let the humans create a monster like "the man" again.

"… this key is the"

"Oh. If you guys have reached the right level of skill, you should be able to. So, what?"

"Hmm?"

To Sten, who suddenly twitched, Lyudius takes a step back remembering his unspeakable fears. I wonder what he's going to say. This man put up one finger.

"If I could. If I could do it now. Can you give me a tour? It's a class change only three times. If I could be present, there might be none other than this timing. Huh?

"Does it make sense to visit...?

"It's one of the reasons I live."

"Are you going to say that far?!?

What is this guy scared of?

With his mouth tightened, Lyudius nodded heavily.

It's not very nice to use the word "sink" on a vehicle called a ship that floats over the sea and proceeds. Especially during nights like this, when sailing near the coast, there are reefs and other situations that are very delicate.

But if you say it on top of that.

In a dark cabin, a situation where it was only moonlight from a round window that plugged in, a man named Sten was sinking into a sea of disappointment.

"... Goddamn it... not yet, no..."

This man who soaked his pillow with tears, he had acted with a line of divine sons of light until earlier.

"Class change", which I had just come up with, failed by telling the entity.

It did turn out that the key was made in the soul of the Spirit Clan by Harna's verification. In other words, they found out that the human race officially prayed for its key and that if its power was recognized, it would be accorded a corresponding favour.

But in the end, I wasn't skilled enough.

I worked out pretty well at the Giant Wall, so I should be on time on a level, which was Sten's view. Anyway, they need some other element in this world that's different from the game. I don't know that much about the boulder. In front of the line, Sten dressed up and said, "I hope I can someday" and so on, and he came back to the cabin and soaked his pillow.

Under the blurry moonlight.

Roll over the bed and relax looking out the window to quell your mind.

"Calm down, calm down. All right, we're good now."

Phew, I sighed and woke up my upper body. But there's nothing special about it, so I thought I'd go to bed and knock my body out again.

I felt tingling and some kind of tingling.

"... Am I?

It doesn't look like it's coming from inside the room.

Or so I said, I can only see the ocean out the window, too. The horizon just widens, and there won't be a single island shadow. So, where are we from?

"Horrible to be on the ship."

I had a bad feeling, and Sten left the cabin.

Step by step in charge of ghost killing. In time, we have come to know where the source is.

"... deck, huh"

Up the stairs to the deck. Slowly, for it will be after most have already fallen asleep. There is no guarantee that anyone on this ship will be able to deal with enemies that even Sten will have to guard against. Then you will have nothing else to intercept and protect the ship.

He reached the door leading to the deck and slowly opened the door.

Then there it is. The shadow of one floater.

I see behind it... nine kinds of weapons.

"Hey, I've been waiting for you."

"I'm a grandfather -"

"Wait."

He tried to shut the open door by accident and was stunned.

Then there's one thing Sten does.

"Why are you here?!

It is a scratch.

"I don't care what they say. I told you. The primary target is you."

No, and the group of scriptures behind him sets the target at Sten. She put a ring on her finger and smiled lightly. Finally, the way you said you could end it.

"Do it..."

What is in front of you is someone who is not so usual that that day, along with the Demon King's Army All-Star named Shanoar Veloche Yuleeka Rekles, Sten finally drove him back in madness though he died.

Astarte Verdanava.

Why is he here and about to be killed by her?

I know it's there strictly as a matter of fact, but why did you find it so light? Scratching a cold sweat, I step back and grab the ghost kill on my back.

"But he who pursues the shadow of the gods. Aren't you a little too far-fetched?

"What?"

"I'm going after you. I would have already told you."

"Well, yes."

"Well, isn't this it?"

Odori, and he removed a piece of paper from his nostalgia.

Moment Sten perceives everything and screams.

"My idiot!!

"Sounds like a letter to my family… do you want to leave something where anyone can see where you are?" It made it easier for me... but it's a shame that those who caught me by that time ended up with me. "

"Ugggggggggggggggggggggggggggg"

It's also a waste of time biting your teeth at your own faults.

Sten pretends to regret it and wonders if there is anything.

Whatever it is, the situation is too bad. There won't be any help called help, and the situation sucks. Honestly, I'm not even the person you can clean up where halfway help comes from.

Then you can't take them down.

"Well, then!

And here, a live line to be completed behind Sten's brain.

The moment he flickered, Sten praised his genius and asked Astarte as he tore himself up in his brain.

"Oh, speaking of which, Astarte, you said you were a hero about yourself before."

"... I'm worried about the way you put it, but yes."

"There are plenty of innocent people here. Fight here and we'll all sink and die!

"Still, you should disappear for the future. It was a necessary sacrifice."

"HARRRUSHOOOOO!!

I couldn't.

"So, that's enough?

"That's right, isn't it?

"Say no."

"Irrational!!

Astarte pointing at the nine kinds of weapons, as he did, and the sten holding his mouth tight.

I can't help it. This situation of almost stuffing.

At that time, however, the door from the ship slowly opened.

Both Astarte and Sten look back at the sound of the wooden door.

And it was one young man who had slowly walked.

"It's not going to change. That attitude of truncating the small for the greater good.... as usual and relieved or sorry... I can't do it, but is it an honest mind?"

"... tetsu?

Who are you?

A young man with short black hair and fine details, who came out of the dark.

Same tone as usual. But clearly discerning angry voice color. Its hegemony feels so fierce a flame that Sten accidentally raised a question mark.

"Who, who. Well, the more Minnellina's disguise works for Astarte, the better."

Shh, Tetsu snaps the back of his hand with his own nails. Then suddenly, the wind rolls around him.

"You're gonna get hurt... I'm sorry I left the fight to you, brother ghost."

"... oh, my..."

Unexpectedly, Sten also complains.

Put it on this occasion, the highest hegemony over both Astarte and Sten.

Even Astarte, open your eyes in that emotionless.

Like a sigh spilled out of my mouth, I said.

Short hair of silver is overwhelming. The detail stretches somewhere smooth and looks like a cat.

Two spears on his back told the story of his existence.

"- You were alive, Eisenhardt"

Grimoire x Reverse - Reborn God Romantic Tan

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