Hero’s Redo ~ A Hero That Once Saved the World Reborn as a Girl ~

As they slaughtered and lay down the Black Knight from one end, they finally understood the difference in strength between themselves and me. They were black knights trying to distance themselves and re-compartmentalize them, but that can't possibly fit this attack. Rather, it is a saying that if you make a distance, you will not hesitate to unleash magic.

"Let's do it flashy!

He created several fireballs overhead that dampened the power of a single blow, releasing them simultaneously toward his surroundings. Those who tried to avoid it, those who tried to prevent it, none of which were attacked without distinction, my magic hit the bodies of the Black Knights, and shortly afterwards, I created a vortex of flames everywhere, scattering the shock and roar that wielded my tympanic membrane.

"Bye!

"Hih! The fire. Oh!

"Give me some water! Water...!

Many black knights are running around screaming for water while their bodies are engulfed in flames. But no one on the defensive side would carry enough water or anything to put out the fire with an attacker. The majority of them fall in one after the other like they did their best and eventually stop moving. And on its body stood flames and smoke.

"With all this rambling, it seems like it's time for some movement in the enemy's main formation - and!?

Some sharp sword muscle struck me as I gently ascended to see how the enemy was doing. I avoided direct hitting by avoiding aggressively, but I lose my posture greatly.

"Damn!?

"Lapistu!"

I get a little upset by the caged voice of resentment that sounds like it's coming from the bottom of hell. The Lord of that voice, who clearly resents only me on this battlefield where countless people exist, has struck again without giving this one time to rebuild.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! Lapis!"

"Damn it! What are you!?

Even if they were surprised, they wouldn't be surprised. Pretty much after a little training in the dragon's nest. Few people should be able to fight me properly right now, but the Lord of Voices was steadily hunting me down. A sword waved down with tremendous momentum from all directions. Though I manage to prevent it, every blow is so heavy that I don't think I'm human! The arm with the sword that took his sword is becoming paralyzed by vibration. It was me who tried to escape into the sky and re-compartmentalize it, but soon afterwards I saw the sight of suspicion in my eyes.

"Lapissou!"

"You're lying!?

Surprisingly, that unusual black knight has chased me up in the sky. It didn't jump off the ground either, with proper flying magic. No wonder a powerful demon would fly, but I can't believe there was anyone besides us who could handle flying magic in a human being today!

"Guh!?

Being emptied by an unexpected move, I managed to prevent a blow from the nearby Black Knight, but instead was struck to the ground with a decent eating of the kick rolled out. I don't have time to moan about the pain. I overheard the sound of cutting the wind, and I jump backwards with only the force of my arm. Then his sword was raised in the position where my head was until just now.

"Don't get on with it!

It's easy to regain your position if you have a moment to spare. I let out the lightning magic from the tip of my finger just in return for the kick. You instantly decided that if received with a sword, it would be electrically shocked, and the Black Knight tries to twist himself. But the magic of lightning is the fastest magic I can use. It's not that easy to avoid. He was a black knight who succeeded in avoiding a direct hit, but I can't possibly miss a big disintegrated posture.

"Ooh!"

Bakin - and my swinging sword cracks his helmet. But I'm not responding. He managed to keep his head off with his sword on the verge of getting his head cracked in every helmet. But the helmet is useless anymore. The broken helmet from the middle slowly splits left to right and falls to the ground. The face that emerged from it was certainly familiar.

"La...... pi...... s...!

"You... of the Rebble Empire!

I won't forget. Barbaros, the brave man of the Rebble Empire. He was retaliated against by me for hurting Karin by cowardly means, and raised his hand against Rubias for resentment, the one I half-killed in front of the Imperial nobility. But the last time I saw him, it seemed like he was quitting half-human, but his will was still clear. But what's Barbaros in front of you right now? His eyes are running bloody and his complexion is earthy through blue and white. Where does this power come from when you say you're clearly in an undesirable state?

"Does your presence here mean that the Rebble Empire is helping Steed!?

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! Kill!"

"... chip!

No, we can't have a conversation. Obviously in an unusual way, they're using drugs or magic to get out of their sanity. Barbaros stares at me with his murderous caged eyes and slams his way into the attack.

"Was he strong enough?!? You can't catch him alive with this...!

I want to keep him alive if I can, and secure him as proof that the Rebble Empire and Steed were working hand in hand. But it's impossible to get a stronger opponent alive. If you stay alert, we could lose our lives.

"Don't feel bad! The cause with you is about to come to an end!

Spread magic all over your body and fight all at once. Slightly flaunt Barbaros's blow and wave his sword at twice his speed. My blow devoured his shoulder, not even the Barbaros sword that managed to prevent him from attacking.

"Gaaaaaa!"

"Stop -!?"

The moment I shook up my sword to snap my neck without letting my hair in, a fierce rage flooded out of his body. That temper, which surpasses the pure Demon Clan by leaving me a great distance according to my instincts, instantly overshadows my surroundings. Whatever black knight, soldier, horse or knight you were looking at on the far roll.

"Hey, what's this!?

"The power... falls out..."

"It's painful... my breath...!

It doesn't matter who the cared for person falls. They hold their breasts together and have a bitter look. In contrast to butterflies and their falling, the threat felt from Barbaros grew. Apparently, this force, the life force of the surrounding organism, is taken into its own. It seems that it takes more than some strength to resist.

"Are you okay with the enemy and your allies? That's inconsiderable... But this..."

Barbaros standing in front of you is clearly something else of what hasn't changed. The transformation I saw before had demonic ugliness, but the threat I feel is incomparable. Soon I realized that I was cold sweating and brutally wiped with my arms. He's gonna suck if he doesn't do it for real.

"Is that your fortification now? You're strong enough to look different, but you, how did you get that kind of power?

…………

He doesn't answer anything. I don't know if I've lost my word anymore, I just stare at this one. Stuff the process silently with each other. Hitting and changing from earlier, Jirijiri and I were weighing each other in millimeters. Being alert to your current Barbaros opponent would kill you - just knowing that, I had to be cautious.

There was a quiet space around us to say that we were under pressure to kill or that it was a battlefield to continue the battle. Barbaros' sword changed color to suck his power, stained bright red. The next moment, he kicked the ground as he roared.

"Ooh, ooh!"

Barbaros' blow, swung down the great upper section, tore apart everything that was in its straight line. Whether it's stubborn armor or human body, tearing everything apart like paper. The earth had been torn apart greatly, and huge rifts could be made. If I had eaten this blow properly, even the giant walls would have been easily destroyed. But...

"It's also a story if you hit it."

Shortly before he broke my body, I slapped all my magic into both legs, and I was turning behind him in an instant. My legs are bleeding from recoil, but I can't afford to worry about that. There was no sword in my hand that I had until just now, and instead there was the appearance of the Sacred Sword Razrite, created with the help of Artie, the god of craftsmanship. A normal sword might prevent it. We decided that the power of the Holy Sword was necessary to ensure the taking of life.

"Rapi -"

"It's over."

With the dry sound of slaughter - Barbaros' neck trying to look back leaves his torso. His face drifted through the sky with an angry look on his face, rolling down the ground with the bottoms.