Hitsugi no Maou

Euk and Makito flew away from the fangs looming from the trees, rolling down the ground and dodging.

As a group of soldiers watched, the countless darknesses that descended upon the earth could make tinnitus noises.

That's a black shadow in the shape of a dog. Those orbits, skulled in the position of the head, are lit with blue and white firepowder, shaking without sound.

Four, five, six...... Machito shouted his battle axe as he counted the number of black monsters that appeared.

"What the hell is this! This is magic too!?

"Whatever. I am the heir to the work of Rayakels the Demon. Almost all the magic he has left about death is worn"

A demon king turns forward the sac he was carrying and sticks his hand behind his lid.

When he made a sound in his heels, he pinched up his little skull as he cast a spell.

Euk and Makito see the Demon King at hand as they turn their blades busily to the strangeness that surrounds them in twist.

Between the fingers of the demon king, eventually a blue and white powder of fire appeared in the orbit of the little skull, and he rang, "No, no, no."

"Corpse, take shape"

Low, from the hand of the demon king who commanded it small, the skull rises. An instant black darkness gathered beneath its chin and solidified into the shape of a rat's torso.

A small monster who conveys his arms from above the hand of the Demon King and jumps on his shoulder.

Euk is visible in the eyes of his firepowder, and he stirs his teeth.

"Create demons out of your bones... you're the king of demons."

"I don't know. But I have nothing to be pessimistic about. My magic looks mighty, but it's much more fragile than your soldiers and gods. If you work your head a little, you'll notice that."

- If your head is rusty, you'll just die.

The demon king, who continued to do so, waved. "Him," he says, but quickly, or the dogs who were raising it all jump at once at Yuk and the others.

The soldiers who were being manipulated moved more judiciously. The sword of regression and the battle axe wield by enemies who strip their fangs at a speed comparable to that of a real beast.

A regression sword buries in the chest of one of the monsters, dispersing its dark flesh.

The sword of regression is a weapon that disables witchcraft. To the screaming and falling skull in front of me, Yuk kicks and screams at the second monster as he raises the corner of his mouth.

"I don't even have to think about it! If the opponent is a product of witchcraft, this sword will not destroy him."

There was no sound, and Yuk's legs slipped through his suspicious body.

On Yuk's arm, where he opens his mouth, a strange person stands with white teeth. Yuk exclaimed a moment late at the sound of tearing off the bumps, skin and meat.

Behind Yuk, sprinkled with blood in a mixed phase of anger and surprise, Makito, equally removed from the attack of the battle axe, has been devoured by four monsters and pulled down to the ground.

Watching the misery of such men, the Demon King laughs low with the rat suspicion on his shoulder.

"A brave man is a brave man, a brave man. But nobody struggles if they beat their enemies with courage alone. It is... barbaric courage that plunges the enemy into his hand without even trying to determine his identity."

"So... shut up!!

Yuk sticks his sword up against a monster who shook his head trying to eat his own arm off. Cracked between the frowns of the skull, the mutation disperses the black body, still dropping only the skull fragments to the ground.

Euk pierces the tip of his sword to the ground and supports his braided body. Behind it, there was the sound of a buckwheat and bone crushing.

A red snake burst out of Makito's wound and smashed the skulls of the monsters.

The body of the crushed monster disappears intact, and the monster with the red snake slipping through his torso jumps away from Makito and takes a distance.

The two surviving monsters move around the Euks as they wander around. Makito, who rose in bloody blood, smashed her tongue small as she looked down at the red snake returning to her body.

"My head is weak. The black torso slips through even if you try to touch it... I'm a little surprised, but I see it's no big deal"

"Why are you trying to understand things so frankly? I get caught in the same hand over and over again because I don't try to know who the phenomenon is"

Shortly after the Demon King sighed, blood bled out of Yuk's feet. Yuk's leg, which slightly drops his gaze, was devoured by the skull of the first suspicion he stabbed through his torso.

There is still blue and white firepowder in the eyes of the monster that only left his head.

Hurry and stab the sword of regression in the skull. Side by side Yuk, the Demon King walks through the garden chanting to sing a spell.

Makito ran out without checking the red snake's blocked wound.

Standing up and waving the battle axe down on the heads of the two strange men who jump, Makito snaps and screams to Yuk behind him.

"Yuk! These monsters have no shadow! The shadows don't show up on the ground when you go by the bonfire! I'm manipulating in magic... the shadow of my skull!

"Sanoshita is better. Answer your name. My magic is a half-eyed technique that floats white bones and further raises their shadows to disguise the shape of flesh.

I'm just letting the shadows reproduce my lifetime figure and movement, and moving my skull on it. Therefore, no matter how much you attack the 'shapes' made by the shadows, it's useless. Shadows don't interfere with objects more than they did, and the skull keeps moving even when shadowed.

Essentially, I was just flying my skull and letting you attack me. "

Fingers slipped through the black torso as the Demon King pointed his finger at the rat's suspicion over his shoulder.

Yuk waved his sword and said, "Be a relief!," he grows angry.

"Raise the Shadows!? Let it deform to look like a creature!? It's just an illusion at last!

"If magic exists to reshape the flames and burn them away, there should be some of these techniques. You ever play shadow? Shadows vary in shape and size depending on the distance and angle from the light source, even if they belong to the same object. If you unjustly manipulate it with magic, you can create demons."

Like this.

The demon king reaches out to the apple tree and breaks a few branches.

"Wreck, put your shape together. Be hostile and malicious."

Countless branches rose and their shadows stretched out of the ground.

The shadows teased each other, swelled up, and took in the branches and grew to the same shape as the original apple tree… all its branches approached Euk and Makito like a disease.

A real branch, and a branch made of shadows, strikes the Euks like a spear bush protruding by a line of soldiers.

In contrast to Yuk, who narrows his eyes and slashes down only the real branches, Makito wiped out (chiseled out) the skulls of the remaining dogs, daring to wear a thankless branch.

When all of the branches fall and pierce the enemy, the shadow of the apple tree spreads naturally. "Enough," Machito said groaning, pulling through the branches stabbed deep into his arms and legs.

"I've had enough. I'm dating your oddity. I don't have a hippo. I'm tired of moves to the point of showing illusions and flying things in the shadows."

"Don't say that. Ancient Coffin soldiers said they cast spells on troop size and flew stones and blades into enemy formation. The magic of making objects behave differently was the main tactic on the ancient battlefield. It's not something I made fun of."

Don't hesitate, taste more.

Let go, and the demon king who lowers his back sac to the ground. Makito sees Yuk as he lets the red snake lick his wound.

Yuk was pulling his mouth tied as he stared at his wounded hands and feet, but eventually when the Demon King started casting a spell, he raised his face and lowered his voice "Hey".

"Why are you fighting us? What's the reason?

"If you beg for your life, I won't accept it."

"You named yourself the demon king of Coffin. So you're a Coffin, too? Even the Demon King is patriotic? Is that why you fight snobbers?

The demon king closed his eyes to his back.

Makito lifts the battle axe and tries to strike, but Yuk controls it with his hands.

To the silent demon king, Yuk said with a sharp eye.

"The daytime appearance was also an exquisite time to think about it now. You sent a soldier the moment I made Princess Lucina half cry. Hit me... even in favor of the princess?

"Why don't you say a little more attentive dialogue, General?"

"You think you're gonna kill me and fix something? Makito is immortal, and if you kill Mariela, God and his army will run wild out of control. Either way, we're done with the coffins. Assuming you kill all the Snobbers, you can't live in a land that has lost its rain"

The demon king stared at Yuk.

With a thin grin back at that gaze, Yuk continues scratching the universe with his sword.

"I don't know if you're a demon king or a demon, but it's clear that the motive is to favor Coffin at the point of challenging me to fight in this situation.

That poor princess...... if you want to dairy with the princess knight friendly, you will not defy me, but Mei (Ko) Luminosity. It's not too late, is it? If you apologize for your disrespect, show your face, and vow eternal obedience, only you and the princess knight can keep it by my side. I can't blame you for trying to get on with it. "

"I'm fighting you to tell you how much I am, General."

The voice of the Demon King, which contained some feminine sound, went low like someone else.

Yuk turns off his grin and shivers between his eyebrows as he tingles. The demon king pointed to his face, his eyes running blood and saying words.

"You who came down and robbed the country with the kind of power that sprung up, and obeyed a legion of puppet-like soldiers, have no 'vessels' as rulers ready for the people: kings and emperors. You who have ruled people's hearts with violence and witchcraft alone will be unable to manipulate the God of the main weapon and will not be able to move a legion of soldiers just because one enemy with the same demonic power appears"

……

"The four of you were just messing up the world with just the four of you. Descendants of the brave? Savior? Don't be a jerk. They gave you toys that passed, nobody loves you, they're bad shit kids."

Yuk waved the sword of regression and stood with the scream. He runs out with Makito and is slaughtered by the Demon King.

The Demon King spoke of the continuation of the spell and opened the mouth of his back sac to the full eye, that was when.

An iron arrow flew from behind the soldiers in line and pierced them by the Demon King and Yuk.

The mood and anger of countless men and women echo in the three ears that inadvertently stop moving.

The signs of coming running up the stairs pushed the soldiers, rushing behind Yuk with swords, spears, axes, bows and pine lights in his hands.

In numbers, more than twenty. From among the city's adventurers, both weapons and protective equipment, a man with a moustache advances, wearing a gold helmet in a blue and white coat.

"Yuk! If you think we'll ever show our faces, do we just enjoy ourselves!?

"... Leosandra..."

Yuk and Makito have a grin that draws on their mouths.

The Demon King sighed deeply, deeply, telling him to be "you were".

"We make a fool of ourselves with the kid, you fools. Oh, I did. These guys had to do something too..."

"You! Make it magical! I am Leosandra von Baldekan, the head of the Snoba Adventurers' Union and one of the three ministers of the Revolutionary Government! Yuk, what is this miserable man!?

"I call myself a demon king thief. Just in time. Guys, if you take this guy's neck, I'll award him a medal and eventually appoint him as Commander of Coffin."

The sooner the better.

To Yuk, who says so and pulls his body, the adventurers raise their voice of exclamation and temper, like rage (mostly).

Looking with awakened eyes at the men who lay their weapons and surrounded themselves, the Demon King pointed to Yuk without a glance.

"If you want to forget the humiliation and fear of tonight (this is good), desperately look for me and kill me. Me and my assassins are lurking somewhere in this snob capital. I'm watching you."

"Let it go! You think you can get away with this situation!!

When one of the adventurers shook up his sword and attacked the demon king, he signaled it and killed everyone else on the spot.

Immediately after the noise of countless blades overlapping in the whirlpool of anger rises high, a huge shadow jumps over people's heads.

Jumping over the eye-opening snobbers, the shadow that loosened the fur without a blocked entity landed on the soil once, straight down from the edge of the garden, into the night view.

As Yuk and his adventurers, hurrying after him, looked down from their eyes by the pillars, the shadow cleverly ran down the outer walls of the castle, jumping to the trees, to the castle gate.

The demon king, with his legs inserted into the jaw of a shadow, large skull floating on his head, and his arms in his orbit, looked up at Yuk at the end from above the castle gate. Waving flirtatiously, he runs the beast of the shadow as it is, disappearing into the darkness.

Youku bites his lips among the dazzling adventurers.

From behind it, Makito, who picked up the Devil King's leftover backpack, calls out as he swings his backpack upside down.

"It's empty. They had all the animal bones in them."

"That shape is Coffin's Great Fox, Doo.... You were right to order the killing. If we had kept such a manoeuvrable passenger animal alive, we could have been a rebel species."

Yuk breathes and turns back while holding his head. "Um," Yuk shook his head as he sheathed his regression sword to Leo Sandra, who spoke out.

"Today, I'm exhausted. Everybody come to my room...... there's booze and meat. It's hard for you to stay till morning."

"I hope you don't have to go after him."

"It's impossible. No, we'll talk about that later... anyway..."

"Euk"

Makito stopped Yuk from trying to leave the garden. Makito puts his hand on his hips and points to the ground looking back at Yuk.

"Mariella."

At the tip of Makito's finger to be brief, there was a lover who was fainting slowly. When Yuk faces for a moment, he says "carry me" as he walks out again.

Behind the adventurers facing each other, Makito sighed and held Mariella's abundant limbs (wanting to) as she turned away.