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

The air is different from before.

Running through the woods, trying to take in the air I breathe hard again and again.

Every time I feel it. This unique air that stimulates irritation, unexplained.

It's not just a sign of battle, it's an invisible breath of chemicals that surrounds the whole perimeter. A monster of madness, named War.

This, I'm sure, is not just a fight. A war between a small country called Ri and an enemy nation trying to invade it.

Definitely. This is what I once went through.

"Amami, do the operation."

"Ambush in Stuff Square. I go around in the direction where my opponent might come out of the bush."

"Okay. Then I'll snipe thoroughly from the top of the tree. And... I have a demon eye. I'll let you know as soon as there are any signs, so be aware that you can leave at any time."

Amami walks with the blonde hair I knit for her.

I'm sure you've put yourself in a tougher situation than I have, a strongman of war.

If it's her, we can fight. Take advantage of my cover, in a near perfect formation.

My natural style is the battle to harness a man of strength close to me.

That way of fighting, which does not come true in Rue or Mr. Kai, was knitted with his original daughter, Ikes.

My willingness to fight improves on Amami's hindsight that makes her feel shadowed. If you can't lose, you get excited.

And we get there, where we want to be.

A gentle space where the sun shines brightly with the scent of damp trees.

Tickling and chest sting pain that this naturally overflowing place will soon be swallowed by the war.

I put my foot on a nearby stump, flying from there to the branches of a tall tree, and in turn raising my height.

"Heh, Mr. Reyes, you're used to it. Then I too..."

As she praises, she walks over to the bushes that were nearby.

casually, just stay natural, as if even checking the growing of grass.

But at that moment, her figure scratches off in an instant.

I climb out and look for myself in the unlikely sight of trees and grass not shaking, just disappearing from the spot in an instant.

"Mr. Reyes, it's time to put on the hood and wait"

"Oh, okay."

Then Amami looked out from the direction of the total hassle that I was looking for and let me try on the hood.

... Oh, my God. Isn't she really no enemy in the woods?

If I don't activate the Devil's Eye, I'll sweat my heart out for that latent technique that's not very, but I can't find it.

If there were a man of the same strength on the enemy's side...

... I have a stronger consciousness. Of course I gained confidence in my power.

I can assure you that in that tournament I was able to ascend another stage.

Although - I caused Kai a deep, very deep heartbreak at that tournament.

That's why I hope he doesn't get hurt again here.

At any rate, but we have to tail our enemies in this place.

Besides... it doesn't necessarily lift the line.

Isn't that right? Lue.

"Then I shall go to the roots of the trees, to strengthen the bonds. The chief inside and outside the woods seems to be playing, but is the passage through the junction okay?

"I won't go the wrong way, so it's no problem. But if there is an urgent need to manipulate the route, we will wait on the spot."

"Oh well. If it's true, I'd like to remember the magic waveform of the inner head and make it out of the junction... but I can't seem to."

"Yeah, because magic doesn't exist to me. It's okay, even without me, you'd have him, wouldn't you?

Conversation with the captain of the building, with the back of the mansion.

Rayce, Amami, and Kai already told you that Ku was on his way to their respective locations, and I was also on my way to the starting point so that they wouldn't break the line.

That's when Kai and I got into a fight.

Words as if I am deciding that I will be defeated by Dahlia and that my ties will be broken.

That just stung my heart a little bit. But... I know it's really me.

Honestly, I still think it's five minutes.

But even I have a point. Because this is an important place for once my taught students.

In that lonely life, a clan that was one of the few friends.

Kids who didn't like to be betrayed at first and were cold.

Yet again and again, for years and years, they came to ask me to teach them.

I'm comfortable with that relationship, and my mind is breaking up.

And finally, 'I' broke and began to teach them.

I enjoyed seeing the kids absorbing knowledge one after the other as if they were engraving letters on a bright white paper with their eyes shining, and that was the first time I knew something called 'The Joy of Teaching'.

Even if it analogized and brought a tragic end to me, those days did exist.

It's not easy for me to give up here for them.

When has it been so hot?

Was there anything else so full of determination during this journey?

"... right, Kai, as long as you're here, our defeat is unlikely"

"Hehe, you trust me a lot. Shall I go too?"

"Lieutenant. I know it's weird to say it now, but I'm sorry. Be suspicious."

"No, I don't mind."

She smiles as ladylikely as usual when she says the battle is about to begin.

Though strange, I was also able to find the way to do it very reliable.

Immovable. The strength to keep yourself, no matter what difficulties come.

I'm sure that with people like this behind us, the inhabitants of this inner city can't beat their own circumstances and spend time laughing.

Respect. I usually have feelings that I don't dedicate or hold on to in rare things.

So...

"I pray for good luck. Manager Li, when it's all over, let's talk a lot. 'Cause I'm sure' I 'want it."

"Yeah, definitely. Well, what can I make you this time?"

Laughing like that, I drop her off slowly leaving.

And I turn back my heels, too. To concentrate on my battle.

Without looking back, trust everyone to go to that place.

"Though the junction is already closed... I see the only thing behind the tavern seems to be a thin layer"

In front of the tombstone of my godson, I close my eyes by touching the great tree, just checking the situation as I try to chase the structure inside the junction with my head.

It's a roundabout. Perhaps a very, very broad procedure that incorporates not only this place, but even the outside towns and streets.

Difficult enough to make me recognise that even I can't knit inside the magic of a person or the remnants of the magic that is emitted in my life was wonderful and brilliant while my own godchild.

I'm proud of that, and at the same time I want to dedicate my victory to this child - for the first time since I embarked on this journey, I'm determined to give my full strength in the true sense.

Take out the sword and stab it on the ground.

Around there, the wand is used to draw multiple circles.

What actually draws and activates the surgical ceremony outside is the most powerful auxiliary demon.

The effect of this is called 'dwelling the power of the weapon in yourself'. If I were you, I would activate it with a sword that I always used during the Divine Slavery, using this "sword that also inherited the power of my hateful opponent".

"Divine Knife“ Dragon Sen "" My thousand years of magic and the strongest wave born sucking away the magic of Dragon God.

If you take in this power...... I'm sure I won't lose.

So I sing. To activate that spell, my last divinity.

Mouthful, passing the back of your brain are memories from the past to the present.

Although I don't know if that's what the thoughts that put me into this battle made me do, or because the history that this sword has seen has flown through.

However, the immense magic that pours in little by little, and the great power, mixes with me, giving me some comfortable, fine-sleeping relief.

And the spell was completed, and I gave the name of the operation.

"'Memories of the Battle of Hymns'"

The force flowing in takes shape.

Roll. With force in your arms and a gentle swing, invisible fluctuations shake the branches of this giant tree wide.

Oh, is that it? Although hateful, is the power that Me and He have been spinning so awesome?

It's as if I've become a huge body so endlessly.

A feeling of disloyalty that overlooks everything, tramples easily, and can ruin everything.

It wraps its rising magic and touches this great tree again.

It's like my eyes went into this tree, such an illusion.

A sea of information to be experienced for the first time, like my eyes swimming through a stream of magic and following a surgical ceremony while understanding everything.

... If this is it, I probably won't lose.

We then explore the interior of the ceremony and reach the brittlest part, the back of that tavern.

It's as if that's where the mesh has grown.

So that I can stretch the thread over its large mesh, I magically strengthen the bond in double triplicate.

Though...

"Coming, already"

My additional surgical formula is broken so that the yarns are cut one after the other.

And I sensibly knew that there was a sharp blade-like magic looming in my godchild's junction, like a large net.

It wraps its tongue around the skill of the opponent who is about to break the line right now, wondering if it is something that can make the magic so clear that it is not embodied as magic, just inside the procedure.

But - if the yarn becomes a bunch, it will be sturdy enough not to pass through the blade.

Add extra magic, intertwining magic with a hundred or two hundred so as to sew together a thousand broken boundaries.

Break it if you can. Look, I'm already faster at winding than cutting speed.

The resistance is fruitful and I feel a definite response. This relieves me when the battle doesn't have to happen in the first place.

Though it is only a little unwillingness to use the power of the sword.

I can't be proud of myself, but I can't let go.

Still, I...

"Don't resist, silly magic. I'll be serious in a minute. '

"Come on, what is this?"

At that moment, some voice poured directly into my head, which should be far away.

The palm touching the tree hurts like being exposed to something hot.

Still, he weighs in on what he lets go and presses his palm against the bark.

What, what is this? My magic, my surgery is pressed... no, it's not, it slips through.

As if it had stopped the river from flowing, but suddenly it was also made in a new waterway beside it, one unknown technique after another flows into this place.

Desperately, I also magically gather water that has spilled.

Even if we try to put together a protective formula, a surgical formula that we don't know is pouring in as if it could slip through.

And even the thought of that raider.

'Don't push it. I'm going to make a big decision now, so be prepared.'

Bite your teeth at someone who shows you room to care about this one.

Activate the magic of automatic healing on yourself and wait for the big one to come.

The pressed palm is accompanied by the other hand.

Just like trying to catch the other guy's magic as if they were mocking me for only knowing the magic bump.

However, it escapes with sullis luli, as if it were thin hair soaking through the water.

Yeah, I understood that maybe this is Dahlia.

Even I remember. The days I fought with her.

All the time, she fought in a strange way, with no place to be caught.

Undoubtedly, however, his skill as an operator... was higher than mine.

Put a drink in yourself that has brought the past only to the present for a moment.

If you can't win, I'll at least reward you with one arrow. I braid a new technique and let it sneak into my fellow men in the woods.

And... sorry, Chief Li. I figured you'd give up going into the woods.

I sneak a time-bound bomb into the operation.

To wreak a run of mad, disturbing magic.

At the same time that it was over, I - I felt my consciousness go away - to the interminable amount of surgical ceremony that had flowed in from both palms.