Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

"Hey, my friend's here to see you. Give me a proper welcome."

Speak to the gate leading to the S-rank compartment in front of the gate in the field training compartment.

There is nowhere to be seen of anyone who should receive that voice, but I was nevertheless convinced it was conveyed and tried to take a big step forward.

"No, what goes to that place...? And who are you talking to..."

"Look, it's okay, Mr. Camren. Let me take you somewhere interesting."

Tilt through that gate with him, which continues with surprise.

I felt the discomfort of static electricity stroking my whole body for just a moment, and the next sight that spreads in front of me wasn't the S-rank compartment - it was in some quaint workshop.

"Was it this time again? Lainey Linnealis. Where? I need a favor."

"This way. Get out the door."

"Wasn't it an isolated place...? Have you been out there?"

Second, I see how he's standing next to me.

He turns to this side of the spectacle, looking at what the proverb "pigeons are bean cannons -" applies.

"Hey, hey, I'm friends with the great guy at this facility. Well, I hope you think it's an admin compartment."

"I see... I was even surprised by the metastasis, but it's not like this... it's an amazing world, really"

I'll agree with that in my heart.

Opening the door, once again there was an incredible view.

Brick squares existed, but I couldn't see the end of them, and I couldn't see anything like a dead end anywhere from front to back to left to right.

It's like there's only a pompous workshop in this infinitely sprawling place where this square lasts forever.

"I'm glad you asked from there. But I didn't think I'd bring him here more."

"... its graffiti, what if"

"... you're still good at guessing. Well, he doesn't seem to know anything."

Perhaps so.

Someone who tied her up here. Something that doesn't even rival her with mighty power.

Someone that exists somewhere in the world. Someone who wedges the world and calls the liberators.

I mean, Len, you said liberators like you were the edge of hateful enemies to her.

"Ah... after all, is it about my punishment?

"Oh, that's another matter. Don't worry, it doesn't mean anything's wrong with you. Well, it's like a power struggle."

"Right. I'm sorry. Let me see the game, too. It was a great, great fight."

"I'm afraid so."

He's a little more stylish than usual, or he looks like he's on the lookout.

Ha, I still saw it as vulnerable to my older sister. Nakarma.

But what was she doing in such an infinite space? If you look, she has two swords in her hand, and if you look closely, the brick at her feet is crushed.

Did you mean you were even training for swordsmanship?

You noticed this gaze, she talks with a slightly lit grin.

"I'm ashamed to say that I've been watching martial arts competitions here lately and it hurts a little. I tried to shake my sword, too, but all I had to do was smash the ground on this street. You shouldn't have done anything you can't."

With that said, she lays down one sword, this time with both hands.

And he stood on his back, flashing wide and horizontal. And then at that moment...

"Damn...... what!? What's that..."

"Wind...? No, now moves......"

The moment it swung through, the storm and countless dull glows headed to the end of the square, leaving countless traces of slaughter on the ground.

It's like an invisible sword rammed into bullshit, hurting my surroundings and proceeding.

"Swordsmanship...? It's the first move I've ever seen."

"Magic, it is. The maker of this sword was good at, the magic of producing wind and iron blades"

"Was it magic... hmm? What's up, Len?"

"Magic... can you merge with a sword...? But how?"

Next door he begins his reflection. I see. Greed for strength everywhere.

I've combined magic with swordsmanship before, but is it similar?

But you've never heard of producing an iron blade. I can still tell if it's soil or rock... but is it just extracting and summoning iron components from it?

"Hehe, I don't talk about the past with my mouth. But we can do it if we show it this way. Reasonably, has it been a bit of a good stimulus?

"I see, that is, the art of the old world now, and. Let me see something good."

"The Old World? Hey, uh... Mr. Lainey Linnealis? Me too, that move..."

"Right. With the right knowledge and skill and the right weapon… it's possible"

"Weapons...... what if my holy sword?

Then he handed her the sword he was lowering to his waist.

The appearance of the golden decorated sword, now called the Holy Sword, was such an impression that it was opposite to the sword I had.

When she receives the sword, she observes it as if to appraise every inch of it, and -

"Sturdy, slightly enchanted sword, isn't it? Honestly, this could be difficult. It is critical to be able to withstand the external conferral of magic, if the operator has the delicate control to thread the needle..."

"Damn... can't you even treasure a country..."

"National Treasure...? Perhaps the first person to bring it in was a fraud or something..."

"Lainey Linnealis, that's it. Times are different. From my eyes, this sword... excuse me."

Receive a sword from him and store it in the item box only for a moment that you won't even have to hide it.

If you look at the status shown there...

"Brilliant Sword Lightness"

"The pride of the people, the symbolic sword of vanity"

'Once the sword was just a sword. But the many human aspirations and desires engulfed by that sword eventually became the holy sword that emitted a dazzling light'

"But its essence is negative emotions. It is therefore contrary to the name and nature of the sword and possesses unstable power."

"Attack power 430"

"Magic 550"

I see. Performance itself is the middle between medium and upper when based on the game age.

But if you ask me, the splash of light flying out of this sword is not so powerful or so random in the direction of flying.

Indeed, it feels somewhat inadequate for a country to be a treasure.

"Look, I'll give it back. I think this performs pretty well."

"You have an item box...... that's unusual"

He said he could use it if he was drawing special human blood from the past.

"Oh, I've heard it too"

Deception deception.

"Even from Mr. Caivon's point of view, the performance there, is it?... Would you mind if I actually got you to fight for a second?

Then, you're not convinced, she makes that suggestion.

Ship over here. I was just about to ask for it from here.

I'll explain why I brought him here today and what I was going to ask her to do.

Then...

"That's interesting. If you intend to give it your full strength, you may certainly not feel comfortable with the protective technique on the surface… So let me give it my full strength once in a while"

"No, I'm sorry you came all of a sudden. Why would he say that?"

"Ugh... sorry"

"I'm half joking, so take it."

She tries to accommodate this request by standing up a little bit and stretching her hands out.

Then, at some point, the figure of the two wielding swords beside her disappeared, and instead, a wand of some disastrous shade appeared.

Of a strange design that twisted two dark purple wands, black as if they were dried bloody and red mixed in dark blue, it reminds me for a moment why, of The Woman Who Has Been Turned Into A Curse, which I saw in Minds Valley.

"... that's a lot of trouble."

"I guess so. This is my original sin. Because it feeds on all the grievances of life that you've taken."

"Ugh... P..."

and that's when your neighbor Ren blued his face and covered his mouth with his hands.

No way, are you really releasing such a curse, like eroding an approaching human being like an 'array'?

When I glanced at her to get it done as quickly as possible, she also gave me another look of sorry and closed her eyes to focus as much as possible.

Eventually, a small grain of light appeared from the air and slowly adhered to the surface of the wand, beginning to cover and conceal its disastrous appearance.

"Now… I will only transfer your consciousness to a deeper world than this. If thoughts take shape, whatever they do will not affect this world, and they will be able to use their full power."

"... I see"

Is it like a game where you snuggle and dive into a virtual world like a near-future SF piece?

In that case, this one will be 'that look' in an attempt to prepare for it, in case there will be no impact.

The moment it's done, it captures the feeling of losing power from your body, and when you realize...

"... somewhere, the hill?

I was standing somewhere I didn't know.

Forests visible in the distance. 'Impossible Moon' floating in the sky. Meadows that last everywhere.

Behind you, Ogi sits down, and you can hear the owl squeal.

I feel the night breeze. I feel the smell of grass. It is incredible for Russia to say that this is a world of consciousness alone.

"Hey, what the heck is this... the moon isn't that big... right?

"It's certainly the size I've never seen, and you don't shine blue in the first place,"

As he says, floating in the sky was literally a giant blue moon, not something that looked big for lack of comparables.

Some of them are physically missing and their fragments float around.

Such an unreal sight, as if it were a crop.

In that place where only the environmental sounds of nature can be heard, when she is captured by thoughts as if she has strayed into the world of dreams somewhere, she can speak from her appearance at some point.

"Here, now, on the other side of distant memory. It doesn't matter what you do here. Even if you lose your life, the events of your dreams. But you can never heal your heart's wounds. Just keep that in mind."

"... oh, thank you"

Then there will be no more talking.

Reassemble the abilities.

The most powerful configuration I have.

Think, enforce, and exercise the best composition for a person, who is not a disguised counterpart.

"... stand up, Len"

"Huh!"

I guess this one conveyed its intentions.

He sets up his sword again, too.

This one, too, takes out the sword, and from the eight facades, puts the sword to sleep and points the cut at him.

If he wants, I'll give him as much power as he wants.

If you want to be the strongest, hold back that dream as the same man.

If you want to see the apex, let me tell you how desperate it is.

If you want to know about irrational violence, let me tell you about it everywhere.

Moments, he steps in.

With so much foot judgment that you can't see the first start, his sword approaches from the lower section to the upper section.

But I'm not there. And the blow naturally turns into a swing.

But I'm not there. But the sword does not stop, and approaches us to pierce it.

But I haven't been there three times.

"Knock..."

There is a rush to attack completely and not even scratch.

Doubt and giving up passes behind his brain. But the thought immediately turns into war, and moves his hands and feet.

The place where his sword begins to move, leveraging and releasing the sword's reach to match the horizontal giraffe released from his hipster.

It crushes the start of the attack and disrupts his breathing. It disturbs my thoughts.

Let me poke that gap.

Scatter your feet and cross the ground. The shock blows him away.

Rise with a beautiful body twist as you roll through the meadows illuminated by the blue moon.

And - he rolls to the ground again.

"You should wear one or two flying moves"

"Gah!

It's the result of letting the wave motion go as you get up.

He then rises to avoid one hand as he moves heavily into perspective instead of just getting up this time.

"It's convenient to have range moves."

"Ohhhh!!!

Then fire magic will be unleashed when you try to extinguish a strip.

Really think again, your horrible, defiant, outward-looking powers.

Here's the ability structure for this fight.

[Heart-eye]

[Five-Sense Enhancement]

[Double Ability Effect]

[Absolutely strong]

[+5% All Stats]

[Dragon god blessing]

[Attacker's Testimony (Fight)]

[stiffness reduction]

[+15% Fastness]

[Convert MP]

[Cars Gifts]

[Life Force Extreme Enhancement] Grantee Kaivon

Yes, just in case you don't win, it's a forbidden configuration in interpersonal terms.

Read Thoughts. Discover the advance motion. Bottom up your overall status. Gain immense defense. Grant ridiculous resilience. Prepare an inexhaustible MP that will not cause shortness of breath.

Maintain unlikely speed. It's literally a 'monster'.

If you want only destructive power, there are as many stronger configurations as there are.

But if the other person thinks, this is probably the most effective combination.

"... this is the end of strength, Len. Irrational chunks. Presence without defeat. That's me."

Burn his armor and tell him of his full creation.

What comes to that face is not the look of giving up or arousal or fear, but some broken grin.

Whatever you do, this is the result of being ahead of you and repeated irrational attacks.

I'm sure this is the face when people despair,

"What the hell is that... that's crazy... how did you get so far..."

"That's right. I'm insane. But - this is not a lie. Even you can reach here. [M] With his power as a liberator, he can reach this far at the end of the struggle. If we continue to sharpen our power, it is in this world that our efforts will never betray us."

Yes, we can get there if the level rises more than the status exists.

Sure, I have a bunch of anomalies called abilities, but that's the same for him.

If you are a liberator with obviously different growth rates, if you can grow to the same level band, you will certainly come up to the same mound as this one with abilities.

At least, most of those numbers are surpassing her, even though his status at this stage is inferior to that of Reis.

Of course, there are strengths that mean more than numbers: the quality of the equipment, the skill of the person, the number of handbills.

However, he does possess the key to unlock the door that leads to the outward demonic realm.

"Remember this irrationality. At your very end there is this. [M] But - I wonder if you really need to get that, or if you'll be happy to think about it on your journey."

"... the end of strength, huh? I don't feel like I can win. It wasn't just that I couldn't see the movement, it was like predicting the future."

It was the power of this place, or when I realized it, the wounds he was suffering were healing.

He gets up, his expression is still stiff, and he walks over here like he's afraid.

Well, it didn't break. Of course I added and subtracted this one to some extent, but I'd still say his mental skills are way out.

This is why genius is bad for him.

If he were to surround himself with enemies, he would probably be stuck in the future as his strongest obstacle.

But - apparently 'that title' is not absolute.

[NAME] Izuki Lian

[Race] People from different worlds

[Occupation] Swordsman (39) Liberator

[Level] 78

[Title] * * - * * -

Those who challenge the Demon King

Sacred Sword Users

[Skills] Extreme Swordsmanship Sword Flash Reading (Temporary) Thunder Magic Menu Screen Display

Intolerable Resilience Rising Thunder Manipulation

Because that title of "* * * * Apostle" is even more collapsed and displayed.

Instead it appeared the title of one who kept challenging this one.

But why? From its title, I don't feel ominous.

It's as if challenging is an end in itself, and proof of a human being who keeps striving straight.

... Oh well. Maybe this is what the suspicious grocery store owner once told me, "I've been twisting to the right answer forcefully".

Future enemies flex before they do.

Root spinning is basic. Pre-reading is also basic. Nostalgia, bribery, and backwork are fundamental.

Perhaps this twisted thought circuit has made me happy.

"Lainey Linnealis! Game over."

Speaking to her, who had disappeared at some point, she was wrapped up in a strange sensation again, and now, when she realized, she was, uh, put back inside an old workshop.

As always, you're literally a man of God's power if this place is exclusive.

"Good luck. Apparently, your power is something that allows you to freely reassemble your strength. I don't think I can see the bottom yet."

"Do you understand that much? Well, you're right. Maybe the essence of my strength is flexibility."

"Oh, really...? Flexibility...?

"Oh, I tipped you up. Well, Ren, you've never gotten past the trouble either. Fortunately, Alba, you are mastering swordsmanship, and Sillu is well versed in magic. Can you say that the means to be strong are rolling right around the corner?

"... right. I'll think about it."

I'm sure you won't be able to think deeply about the question of the meaning of the word I said 'do I really need to get it' yet.

Just look straight for strength. Because that's what drives him now.

That's fine. It's a boy, isn't it? That's fine now.

"By the way, I barely saw the performance of his sword after all?

"Speaking of which, didn't you even have a satisfactory meeting? But, well, I've been able to prevent a couple of attacks over here, and if it's just strength, isn't that pretty much it?

"Well, you sure are. The Holy Sword, protected by the acquired... it's quite interesting."

Well, it was more of a desire or a curse than a blessing, it was a wind to be strong with less than good emotions.

"Right...... I've got something good to show you, and should I give you an earlier sword?

"Hmm!? Is that true!? That move I just made, can I use it too!?

"That depends on your upcoming training."

Then she tells me what a whim it is, giving way to a sword that is the product of the earlier old world.

Oh, sloppy. Give it to me, too. There were two of them. That.

So, did you get this idea...

"Derme, this is a shadow-breaking performance. I just can't give up."

"Too bad. So, Ren, what's the one who's going to put it up to you?

"This is one of a few prototypes, isn't it? Performance is somewhat inferior, but certainly should be higher than that holy sword"

"Ho, really - can I have it?"

"Huff, you don't have to force me to use reverence. You know, it's like you're looking at an old acquaintance of mine, and you want to back me up."

"Oh, really? Well then... thank you very much."

"Ah, stop! At least once! Just let me shake it once."

"You can't grow up a little longer, can you?

"Hey, I'm a boy, too."

I receive that sword from you, Ren, who is grinning bitterly, and I only store it in the item box for a moment to steal that ability.

It's okay, I'll get it out in a minute. I won't steal it!

"Thought Sword Dictatorship"

"Heritage of the Old World"

"Producer * * * *... * No *"

[Magic filling]

[Magic Circuit]

"Hmm? That's an unusual ability."

If you swing it gently, you will be struck by the feeling of magic flowing out of your hand alone.

If you look at it, the blade is coated with blue light.

Is this what you call a magic circuit?

"It's a sword that seems strong enough. Take care of yourself."

"Oh, oh... that's a double-edged sword, this too"

I see. Is a knife easier to handle as far as he is concerned?

But unfortunately, I've only seen enough single-edged swords since I came to this world to count.

That's about the "Kamikaze Dragon Sen" that Lue uses.

...... hmm? Lue's?

"Excuse me, let me see that sword again"

Make sure again.

The name of the producer of the sword displayed is "* * * * - * No *", although it is lettering.

And that's the same name as the producer of the hair decorations that Rhue wears.

Then, as she would have read this thought, she gave me a slightly sad look.

"Have you noticed"

"What kind of person made this?

"Hehe, someone similar to you, only. He was a very strong swordsman with some unstable power."

"... right"

You look like me, don't you?

I'm sure that swordsman also did whatever he wanted in Demon King style.

Oh, horrible. What the hell did you do to that swordsman?

"Would you mind not being a little rude?

"Ha, this is disrespectful"

Thus, after fulfilling your wishes and spending time with this strange woman again, I was able to touch only a little bit of the mysterious age of the Old World and hit the futures without trying.

I don't know what awaits me in the future.

However, we should now look closer to the future than to such an uncertain future.

Anyway, tomorrow is the day of Ray and Dawson's showdown.