Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

- - Deepest inside Demon King Castle, in the throne room.

Iron rusty blood odors filled the place like accumulated filth.

The demons, blown away by intense demonic fluctuations spread hemispherically, are forcefully struck to the limit with the momentum of creating a fierce crater on the floor on the wall. Some people lose their breath and die, while others still stand up wiping their mouths of blood when they scratch their feet.

The battlefield, which was mostly the latter, was gradually beginning to take the form of a gradual sharpening of the demonic side of the battlefield.

Dozens of demons surround us, only two.

Miranda D. Borca, daughter of Glasper Eye Draculia and blood-sucking empress who inherits an authentic bloodline.

A man who has become a leader of the Demon King's Army and has mastered the hearts and minds of the demonic world. Shanoar Vie Atmosphere.

The great sickle in the grip of the demons, blown away by the waves of the demonic guidance unleashed, spins and pierces the ground as it twirls.

The Demon King, who watched the whole thing on his throne, sighed small.

"Just a little bit more, make me curious. The weak don't need to be in a changing world eventually. If it's a battle to be an outpost of change, at least let it be enough to remember what the scattered world looks like -"

- Ancient spells and fighting refinements -

- Scratch your feet, demons.

A magic vegetarian reaction that's not even as strong. To avoid Miranda and Shanoir, but the bounty of the power of the Demon King unleashed to fill a cup of space, dwelt mightily in the demons who were there.

To the activation of that ancient spell, Shanoar moved his eyebrows lightly, and Miranda annoyed and worried about the Demon King.

"Fighting Refining, huh? Hmm."

"This one's dying..."

"No, I don't think there's going to be a breakthrough."

Whilst tapping lightly, Shanor's hand in exercising his magical guidance will not stop.

When I gently wonder if he has waved his arms, the six demon-guided circles that instantly occur around him.

Every one of them unleashed a magic guided shell like a blade that pierced the demon clan, knowing that it was pregnant with a powerful magic vegetable of the ancient spell class.

"Combative refinement is an ancient spell that intensely enhances the subject's magic vegetables. If no disadvantages exist, the enhancement itself is also significant. Surely it can be described as a powerful guide."

Miranda was blurring and listening to him as he watched the demons become skewered and desperate under Shanoir's guidance, despite such fortification.

"- But the Demon King must have several reinforced magic guides that conceive the advantages of excellence and greatness over fighting refinement. I wonder why you don't use it."

"What are the disadvantages?

"Constant slowing of thought, and desire for ruin. The point is, I'm going to tear you apart and destroy you."

"I see," to that extent, "there is no reason for the Demon King to hesitate to exercise - So, why is that?

In response to Miranda's inquiry, Shanoar once glanced at the Demon King.

Though he is indulgent on the rear throne such that Shanoir's voice cannot be reached, he can see a harsh verse against Shanoir and Miranda, who will not fall forever.

Then you can imagine why you unleashed the fighting refinement.

"... the" blast "of shooting at Miranda just now. That's probably like a pure magic explosion, so the answer is one. I simply don't want to sharpen my magic vegetables, the Demon King."

"Uh, the ritual of the coming of the demon god"

"That sort of thing. And the Demon King has the magic for it now. I saw that storage was not enough. So if we scrape the Demon King's magic vegetables as much as we can here - Grimoire Reverse will see a winning chance."

"I mean, you're a godson of light."

"No -"

Shanoir looked difficult there and stroked his jaw.

Even if the demonic clan, who judged it to be a gap, releases its magical guidance, it is suddenly reflected and blown away by the mirror that appeared before him.

"What's no?

"This is where I suffer a bit from judgment. I'll talk to you later, you bastard!!

Miranda decided to give up the mention and rub her sleeping eyes to focus on the ancient spell by her own blood.

Unlike Shanoir, she can't afford it. It's a situation where you get killed if you get a little carried away.

There are still so many demons around the enemy that I don't like to count them, so it's something I can't do.

Besides, fatigue is eroding your body. After playing all that stand-alone, in addition to being largely physically weak. Thinking that Shanor would have blown herself up in one more step if he hadn't helped her, let's see how exhausted she is.

"Target the bloodsucking princess first!!

"Crush the Blood Hands!!

And the demons who are here are not fools enough to understand the gap.

Those who are invited between the thrones of the Demon King, bent over. Each possesses impeccable strength as a Demon Nation wandering in Demon King's Castle.

Most of all, the "man" standing in front of them is a mentor who surpasses them even further.

"Second Configuration Magic Instruction/Secret Crystal"

Roll out an icy column-like prism and hold back between Miranda and the Demons.

But the true value of this magic guide is not just a shield, etc.

"The Third Artillery Demon Leads/Modifies - Chaos Undermoon II!!

As the pitch-black shelling strikes directly into the secret crystal, the turbulent reflexed chaotic undermoon dyes the indoor vertically and horizontally into pitch-black. While most demons are seriously injured, except for the demons who barely escaped the rays. The demon king had also avoided the magic guide by tilting his neck.

"Ghaaaaaaaaaa!!

"Shisha's, ah ru......!!! Kill, I will definitely kill!!

The loosely risen demons are tough on boulders.

But the bleeding from his forehead and abdomen is good, and all the fatigue is on his face.

Originally, the Demons who received the Demon King's status enhancement could not be ravaged. But I was just saying that it was pointless in front of the mentor.

"Hey, can anyone use this secret crystal?

"Would you like to try it? Then I'll" approve "you!!

Shanoir's permission goes down, but quickly, or the blood tide pours into the crystal as directed as eating through Miranda's body.

- Ancient spells and bloodshed -

At a moment when the flowing Blood Blade of the Special Stab gained momentum and pierced the secret crystals, the blade waves and approaches the Demons so that it can be bounced.

"Gurr!?

"Whoa, whoa!?

"Don't be frightened, kill him!

On the abdomen of the demon clan, on the legs, on the shoulders, on the chest. The pierced blade of blood penetrated the demon clan's body so that it could not be pierced and torn open as it was. To its ancient spells, like living jaws, the demons floated and swayed in the universe are thrown straight to the ground.

"- Die."

Miranda threw the demons - toward the Demon King - to throw them out of the bloodshed as they were.

It's impossible for a boulder demon king to just dodge too. Build a barrier in frustration and jump the Demons.

"That's also a wall protection made of pure magic vegetables -?

"Well... would you spare the ancient spells?"

Hmm, and Shanoir makes one thought go round.

This one is slightly at a disadvantage for the relapse. I see difficulties in Miranda's health.

Shanoir's magic vegetables are still luxurious. It will be possible to outnumber the demon king opponent as well. But it is impossible to defeat it for sure.

The other demons are already dead. With the Demon King, you shouldn't like to fight Shanoir by cutting him in the front.

Then the Chicken Race will run out of power or the Demon King will lose his roots and gloat.

I'd love to expect reinforcements from the Grimoire Reverse side, but I'm not going to rely on anyone else to set up an operation.

"... I figured I'd blow myself up. Okay?... Aww."

"It's more about taking care of yourself. Otherwise, you won't be rewarded for putting your body up. This is me!

The situation remains unfavourable. But we can still fight.

Miranda's eyes don't give up either. If it sucks, you'll be prepared not to quit suicide bombing, but it's your role as a "leader" who won't let you.

"The Third Artillery Demon Leads/Modifies - Chaos Undermoon II!

Shanoir's aggressive demon guide blew the fire.

"Fourteenth Aggressive Magic/Undermoon Brawl!!!

A black runoff emitted in all directions pierces the todome at the squatting demons.

In tandem with its momentum, Miranda's ancient spell is unleashed.

- Ancient spells and bloodthirsty hands -

Hungry blood arms gush out, dragging the lost demons to the ground.

At last even the last one drinks up as the Devil's Clan, who is exhausted and unable to move his body, drinks up screaming.

Miranda leaned and fell to her knees.

Shanoir looks straight at the Demon King as he stands on the rays of her and the Demon King.

"Come on, let me sharpen your magic."

"... Is this a good place to have fun?"

Even though his own men were drunk on the ground, he can't take it up and feel the agitation or outrage of the Demon King's tricks. But his eyes were directed at Shanor with animosity - and ridicule.

If you don't know what's going to start, put your guard back on. Shanoir was relative to the Demon King.

"Well, Shanoar."

When the Demon King gracefully sets his feet together, he throws a glass of wine out onto the floor and puts a cheek wand on it.

"It's not good to be eaten by the magic vegetables I've saved. Shall I ask? Shanoar Vie Atmosphere. Instructor of our demonic world. Why do you belong to my army?"

This waste of time is also a good buy for Shanor as exhausted Miranda gets her breathing done. But with a delightful grin as if he knew it, the Demon King turns his eyes to him.

Shanoir had a dangerous hunch about the complexion of the Demon King, who had been so hungry earlier - but there were no signs that the demon guide would be stretched out.

Isn't that like a trap?

I don't know, but I don't even think it's just a question.

Shanoir opened his mouth as he was ready to activate his magic guide at any time.

"The land of the fringes of the devils, of man, and of all the other races that have been cast out. It's to make that place. Except, I didn't mean to tell the Demon King a lie from time to time."

"Right. Right or right. Oh, I guess so."

The Demon King nods as he scratches his cheeks with long red nails.

"That's right. You used yourself - and the power of Rex Salielgate - to gather people and demons from people to build a city of the weak. As you can see, my demon army tolerated that land where the Mongolians lived."

"Do you want to return the favor with vengeance?

"No?

Not so, the Demon King shook his head.

its distorted mouth and impulse of malice. It was not until Miranda, whose sensibilities were closer to the Demon clan, that I realized the deliberate killing spirit.

"No... Shanoar... the hostage..."

"Eh."

The demon king's laughter echoes between the thrones against Shanor, who looks up as if he had been played.

"Oh, Draculia's daughter, even if you're right. There's no reason to leave that city with the godson of light behind anymore."

"Demon King - No, Demon King. If he's a godson of light, he's not in that city anymore."

It's irrelevant.

Shanoar, who is pressured for a moment by the words of the out-of-the-box demon king.

The Demon King protruded his savvy fingers toward Shanoir, along with the corner of his mouth hoisted like the Three Sundays Moon.

"Who said it was to dispose of the Divine Son of Light? This is punishment for you, Shanoar. Demon World Sixth Street, today. - Disappear from the map of the Underground Empire"

"I won't let that happen!!

"Good mouth. That's why it shines."

Oh.

Miranda guessed one foot ahead.

What did that demon king think and watch the battle so far?

It was a real pleasure. Neither the glimmer of hope that Shanoir aspired to, nor the next ideal place that the demons saw, nor the reality left behind after eating it together.

"How do we destroy Demon World 6th Street? After explaining it for a long time, I reach for the start button. I couldn't wait to see the look of fear. The Renoir guy told me something funny. I see, I see." I won't let you do that. "

"What do you want to say"

Miranda hugged Shanoar from behind, who frowned in surprise.

"Calm down. Calm down, Shanoar."

"What, Miranda?

Miranda shakes her head when she turns pale.

But Shanoir's head is full with how to contact him after this and defend the 6th Street of the demon kings from their hands.

"That's why it shines".

"Let me tell you something interesting. - This is not the land where demons descend."

"Become, no way -"

Shanoar observes the critical situation here and there. But this is not the only malice of the Demon King.

"When I heard you betrayed me, the operation had already started."

- Demon World 6th Street will perish now.

with that line. That Miranda would strengthen her ability to embrace Shanoar to calm down.

It was almost at the same time that Crain Farbnil, the Divine Son of Light, came into this place.