Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

By the time the soil and smoke that was about to dance cleared, the demons who were sheltering their faces in response to the roar and heavy earthquake had finally been able to secure their sight.

That is, proof that you are still alive.

The fact that we are alive, which should have received a tremendous magic vegetarian outrage, naturally means that the attack has not arrived so far.

The hearts of the safe demons were quickly stained in one color.

"Chiefs!!

"Dear Ibuki!!

"Are you safe!?

Yatano Hussou Arklite's natural disaster is like a demon-led roar.

While the remnants can still get in, soot and smoke dance into the sky.

Ahead of sunshine are two figures standing to confront each other.

"Ibuki Sa......!?

Good, I was safe. It was between the bundles that appeased me so much.

It's strange that it's intact. All that magic guidance definitely killed Ibuki.

Combat ability is foolish in Ibuki today, leaving little, if any, ability to survive.

Of course the fuzziness that put her on the arrow is in the hearts of all demons, it's not repentance that should prevail now, it's grasping the situation.

If I looked closely, I realized that one of the two shadows confronting me - by the shadow of the one who is not Yatano - is the figure of one demon ghost sitting with his butt on it.

That's Ibuki.

Either way, it must be alive.

Good, and now it's time to loosen and appease their shoulders. The following question about them demons was, then, who the hell is standing in front of Ibuki?

"... but I'm in the way."

"Huh, really? Well, sure. We're in the way, aren't we?

"Step aside. You are no longer..."

"- Should I have fallen?... Sure, I would have died in that attack if I had been you"

"... it's certainly stronger than when we met in the street, but that's to much the same extent as a full-season lady.... Why do you have the energy to come this far?

"Well. I'm sure you owe it to the fool's protection.

The earth smoke clears up.

At the same time, a helical flame swirled around her (...). The dust wraps around the whirlpool of flames as if it were sucked in, which brings a sickle toward Yatano with orientation.

And.

"- Red Lotus Prison - Fire Night Art Speed"

"Heavenly Light"

A gust of wind broke out.

The whirlpool of that flame flies like a snake, twitching madly.

Even though it shreds from the tip of being hit by a spell scattered by the phenomenon of Yatano's divine erosion, it still doesn't have enough power to erase that whole thing. From all directions, the flames dance as they devour.

Come on. I don't know where to start, the fiery serpent coming from all directions.

Ibuki looks up in the margin of a beat that Yatano is clutching to deal with.

I also saw Ibuki once about the girl who stood clearly to shelter herself.

In my own spiritual realm, this is certainly how I sheltered myself then.

She said she was a family member of Sten or something. Yes, his name is...

"... you're Sten's..."

"Oh."

Is one hand sufficient for the manipulation of the flame, or the girl dressed in a herd-blue kimono looks back at Ibuki.

Poor enough to line up with Sten's partner Yurika Forklois, whom I saw one day, smiles at Ibuki as if at any moment.

"I'm sorry I couldn't even say hello properly last time. My name is Hiragi. Mother-in-law"

To?

"Oh, mother-in-law? Bastard of Sten, did you wave that fine fallen angel (Yurika)? And you're different, aren't you? More like this when you're with Sten"

"No, that's not true. It's me, yaka-kō."

"Oh, wow."

No, I never exchanged words then, so maybe you didn't realize it was such a character, no, but it seemed like you were putting cracks and squeaks against Sten...

With such doubts, Flirting Ibuki rises.

and, at the same time, the look on Hiiragi's face was strong.

"- Shall we punish you for playing, Hiiragi?"

"Shit... you have to buy time, my flame"

"I'm sorry"

"That apology can only be disgusting!!

So, Hiiragi ran forward.

Probably to protect Ibuki. To keep her from attacking.

Little Ibuki exhaled.

"What is it? That son of a bitch hooks up with all the good women."

The arrow flew.

It was an arrow named Ice Spear that was unleashed. The arrow flies in momentum toward the demon ghost who grabbed the magic vegetarian stick.

"Ha."

The demon ghost laughed with his nose and played it.

The small, pleasant sound of iron and ice colliding rings, and the ice spear disappears straight into the back of the woods. But we still can't afford it. I thought I'd played an ice spear, and from behind it, a dozen throwing weapons had arrived in the face of demons.

"Oh no!!

The ghost killer who lost the blade is just an iron stick at the earliest.

Nevertheless, its tough configuration leaves behind its performance as a weapon.

Sometimes he plays, spins, jumps like a stick, shakes it off, freely manipulates the stick and flies all the weapons.

Fire arrows, wind swords, ice spears.

All those attribute weapons that looked familiar were the object of an ancient spell carried out by a green-haired man in front of him.

"... avoid it cleverly for a long time! The god stennnnnnnnn!!

"I miss you. Hey! I don't know because this ancient spell gave some company animal head enough practice!! And you, don't mix me up with clichés! Stop it, it's unpleasant!

But the demon ghost, Sten, is easily evading the massive array of swordspears that strike him.

The reward for the attack is almost exhausted. The attack by the ancient spell, known as the Mori Raid, was quickly defeated.

"Hmmm... I thought the axe was the only handle"

"I've certainly never learned bars... but I have the best example of bars."

"Isn't that a little too unfair in the foresight...?

Koon, slap the stone bump to the ground, and Sten clasps his shoulder.

The best example. Two spears that existed.

Whether it was a single spear or not, his spears were awesome. That's a solid grasp once you borrow his spear to fight or when he throws a single spear.

It's an imitation of a man called Undoubled Heaven.

It's not the same level of foresight and archery there.

"Chitty and light, but don't get used to it"

The grin spilled from his mouth is gentle, and not as a voice to hang on to his partner, who shared his misery.

This Cape, where Sten stabbed the demolished ghost killer, is where he had thought of it as the beginning of a new journey. I come back there and loosen my mouth with a small romance at cutting the front and fighting the great evil.

"...... hmmm. The god, Sten. I'm almost exhausted by your unpleasantness, but it's time to curtain it."

"That's our dialogue. I can't help but want to crack your brain. Renoir."

With a ghost kill on his shoulder, Sten once again stared at the green-haired man - Renoir.

"Of, let me ask you one thing before. Temee, why did you leave Yatano like that? I don't know if it's the Pay Dawn Regiment, but it's nothing different than the pollution that annoys me. The blood-sucking princesses, the shrugs who were the leaders of the Republic, the Yatano, the Veroche. Temeer, how many lives did you think were being wielded by one person?... why do you do this?"

"For what?

Renoir blinked his eyes.

Whether Sten's question was so unexpected or touched another harp line, though Sten didn't know that. Still, Renoir put his hand on his forehead and laughed softly.

"Huh... Ha ha ha!! For what? What for!! You really are! What a funny and unpleasant god!

"Am I?"

"A lot of life around you! The eagle kept scorning it! Still, do you think you can forgive me if it's a noble purpose for the eagle? Funny, funny...! I told you before. The purpose of the eagle, the purpose of the Pay Dawn Regiment, is the sanctuary. If you want to get there, blaspheme tens of thousands of lives!

"I see."

Phew, and exhale deeply.

"What a sanctuary, isn't it just a white place? What's good."

And I snapped pompously.

"What?"

That, it was a moment. All of a sudden, the air changed.

Renoir's muffled emotions pierce Sten.

"... goddess. Do you know the sanctuary?

"Ah? Uh, I wonder how it went. No, I wonder if you know anything about a white place with just such a goddess!

"Yeah, yeah, you can't possibly know. Ha ha!

"Ha ha!

……

……

"The god Stueyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

Exactly, it was the right outrage when it came to a fiery fire.

From behind Renoir unfolds the attribute weapon of the "Mori Luo Raid", and from the ground crawls out as trees break the earth as they bind the sten. Instead of that momentum or the earlier ratio, Sten dangerously made a back jump to avoid an attack from just below, using the ghost kill to jump high and jump right on top of the crawl.

"Ain't that right!!

"The Grief of the Pay Dawn Regiment... How can an unpleasant man like you arrive in the sanctuary!! A man who can't even use proper magic guidance or fine dust, WHY!! Why is it good for that place?

"Oh, not the whim of a brown goddess."

"Krunair's whim...? Who the hell are you?

"It's a passing biscuit"

"Eat!!!

Roar.

While the conversation doesn't make sense because of anyone, Renoir's anger is real.

As for Sten, he was incomprehensible as to what his anger was being directed against, but he was able to deal with the attack immediately with a self-resolution of "Well, it's Renoir".

Right, left, down, up. Sten outmaneuvers the myriad of magic guides that loom endlessly with only one stick and body surgery. The occasional flames and winds that blur your cheeks and arms disappear without even being able to inflict one scratch.

While a race that is supposed to be vulnerable to demonic guidance: demon ghosts.

He, now called the god of God, was strong enough to overshadow that great premise.

"Renoir, you, go visit the sanctuary. What are you doing? Krunair, it's a game, right?

"It's not just a sorrow or anything, reaching the sanctuary. Huh. There is no salvation, just the presence of God Krunair. Togrum God, who as an observer only gives life a test. And the Omoikane God who dropped the poison in the name of wisdom into the world something to spit on: a scripture that does not speak, etc. We must crush the sanctuary in order to retaliate against all of it and to prepare for the end to come!

"... I don't know what it is, but you could ask that breakdance freak."

- Ancient spells and undermoon ramblings -

A spreading chaotic underwater moon emerges as it cleaves Renoir's body.

Sten avoids that multiple shelling as if it were a prism, with one tongue punched and one step. To the right, to the left. To travel so fast that he might have split up, Sten laughs small and waves a stick that it's like a barrage game.

Push toward Renoir as you play and fly the following grass trees.

"So the showdown weapon for that is Yatano!?

"It took me almost a hundred years to get ready!... The first seat seems to have been embraced after knowing it, but Yatano has so much power that if even that current god hits him with all his might, he must vanish! If you possess the power of the Bajiwu, you will surely reach the sanctuary!

"Bajiwu, hey... the harmony of dishes illuminated by heaven. Chikara, with all her coincidences on her side, is the power of Hachi Ulu?"

"Hmm, you're a little confused."

"Am I?"

"I just found that out and it's no longer meaningless!!

- Ancient Spells/Moontooth Dragon Strikes -

"Eh."

A golden dragon erupted, eating a sten that approached close range.

Swinging, Sten, who was now about to slap Renoir to death, bit his teeth and turned backwards. Even as he tried to dodge on the steps as he did, he was stunningly devoured by his arms that day when Veroche caught him.

"Gu......"

"A demon ghost is pitiful to only be able to fight close."

"Isn't that a lot of yawning for you? Just look at the poor thing."

……

"Oh, it's upsetting. I knew I could stay put."

"Hmm, you're probably not serious."

"You, too."

The state of Sten as if his arms had been eaten up by dragons and turned into invisible crosses.

I can't move with all my strength. Sten searches his brain for a way out.

Such a sten. But Renoir, as usual, stared without releasing his guard.

"Secure this spiritual vein and suck up all the magic veins. If you let Yatano use the power of Hachi Wu in time, it will probably reach you. Coincidence should give us strength."

"We, hey. You're the only one who knows the Pay Dawn Regiment, are you sure there are other members?

"Hmm. Each moving somewhere else. Aren't you even in the kingdom by now?

"... I see. I'm relieved."

"HA?

Bharin, and.

Renoir opened his eyes when something broke.

"... the Moon Tooth Dragon Strike, crushed?

"Uh, tough. If you're a parent, you're not as ghostly as your daughter, who's going to beat chaotic undermoon into a place where you can't move.... I could ask you what you wanted to hear, and you've had enough."

"Why so light?"

"If you know your people aren't coming, be honest. Crush them, Yatano. Stop them. Happy ending. Don't worry about anything."

Indeed, if it was the power of the Moon Tooth Dragon Strike, it should have been able to contain it whether it was Sten or not.

There is no detachment in the way the Bible attacks that it does not speak of. That's for sure.

Even so.

"Ku, god stennnnnnnnnnnnn!! Are you saying you got caught on purpose right now just to make the eagle talk?!?

"Huh? Oh, no, yeah... oh yeah!! You see my brain play!!

"That's crazy. That's crazy! The Moontooth Dragon Strike is powerful enough to remove you...!!

Renoir to cease, but I can't help it.

The state of Sten today is so full of magic that it has never been as good as it was before.

Standing up loosely is a hunch like a hunch. Renoir makes his mouth cling to its hegemony, like the embodiment of the god himself.

The confrontation distance is no longer a few meletos.

Sten raised the corner of his mouth.

"Whatever Ocan said." Burn your soul. In front of the wall to be crossed, it's an image of getting high '. Beyond you, don't you think it's perfect for this situation where we're just going to save Yatano?