Hitsugi no Maou

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!

At the behest of a roaring owl knight, Makito, whose face was shaved off, raised a voice that no man could have.

The snobber adventurers opened their eyes and stopped moving in front of their enemies to the screams of the brave men who could stretch the large and small numerous serpents from the cross section of their heads.

That's the same for the Coffins, who still hold their weapons in the midst of the square in a roaring hero figure.

Only Leo Sandra flew away from Makito, who fluttered toward herself, pointing to the Owl Knight as she pulled her face.

"- It's a trick! I hear the owl knight's body was dumped by Yuk in the meadow... it can't be that he shows up on the spot! There you are, just a rusty chunk of iron being driven by the magic of the Demon King!

Hold on, Makito! In your enemies such as hollow armor with no contents......!

An owl knight, by the way, saw Leo Sandra lifting up his voice.

I pointed a blade at the ground that would make me bleed. It stares at Leo Sandra from behind her helmet (...).

Beyond the peephole of the helmet, there was something like blue and white cold air, behind which, indeed, there was a human eye.

Leo Sandra, pointing a living gaze, hoarse her throat all the time, pointing her sword at the Owl Knight instead of her finger.

"........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Why are you wearing that armor..."

"Name and cause and effect"

Fine.

So a crushed owl knight returned his sword, Gun, and poked the sky with a blade.

At the end of the blade is the shadow of Morg dancing far above.

A low voice was released into the square to shake the air.

"My name is the Owl Knight! Make him a wandering swordsman. A guest of the Coffin royal family, an ally of the Coffins! With the help of the Demon King's secret tricks, he is back in this world again!!

Turn my artifact iron armor into 'more', turn my soul into meat and show up!!

"Just... that it's a soul!?

"Just like I said!

An owl knight's sword, which was pointed at the sky, pointed to the rear of Leo Sandra.

The gaze of those in the square concentrates towards you. Before Leo Sandra looking back, Coffin Snoba, the bodies of men from both countries, died in battle.

Only the corpses of the Coffin warriors, among them falling on the ground, were moving with blue and white light.

Corpses torn through their throats and chests, sworded and erected, rise slowly.

Leo Sandra caught his face and bumped into Makito, who was fluttering around in a lagging clap. "Wow!!," says Leo Sandra, who wears a buttcake, the owl knight squeezing his eyes all the time.

"You snobbers who were putting immortal brave men and lifeless soldiers into battle than the former... this is finally what I'm saying about being a condition of reciprocity. We also have the means to fight even though we are dead."

"Stupid......"

"The Demon King spoke to the dead who are within the magical circle. For the sake of Coffin, to stop the tyranny of God, he who desires the resurrection of the calf shall gather unto our art.

Unlike the magic of a divine summoner who does not omit the will of the subject, etc. We rise at our will and fight for the living with our souls as weapons!

Coffin's deceased who get up and put up their weapons. Blue and white translucent hands and feet were newly extended from that cut off arm or foot cross section.

Do you say even with spiritual bodies? Despite the clear view, the translucent hand holds the sword, and the feet step on the soil to support the body.

Same as the resurrected Morg's body. The missing parts of the lost flesh are probably filled by objectified souls.

"'Ghost' or... I mean...! There are unclean souls in the corpses and armor… it strikes us…!

Leosandra approached Makito, still scratching (or scratching) the universe with her hands, staring at several adventurers who had begun to escape early.

Precisely on a chopped face rolling by Makito's body.

Hiddenly, blinking without sound. Grasping at it, Leo Sandra peeled off her teeth and shouted quickly.

"Makito! How long have you been disrupting me? This is an emergency. Destroy the enemy now!

……

"'Immortality' would be like your gold sign! Keep the resurrected Coffins alive and they'll be worthless!... or... because your" immortality "is what Mariella gave me."

Halfway through the words, Makito's eyes glared at Leo Sandra just fine.

Leo Sandra flies her knob as she holds up her mouth angle to those eyes (yeah boo) that run bloody bright red.

"Are you a big, gutless fucking kid yourself?!?

Makito's mouth raised a cry that made no sense, and at the same time his body turned around Makito more.

A group of red serpents dancing in the universe stretched out to Makito's face. "Okay!" nodded Leo Sandra, offering the face in her hand to the snake.

The snake drew half into the face of the amputated maquito, and the other half, eaten by Leo Sandra's body, began to raze the meat.

Leo Sandra is eaten with a pompous look.

Makito's face yelled as he returned to his own head.

"'Immortality' is my prerogative! It's my only dignity! I will not tolerate whoever laughs!!

Until now, a red snake who wouldn't have shown up if someone hadn't hurt her body crawls out one after the other under Makito's skin or between her nails.

The snake stretches to the battle axe that was rolling on the ground and teases him, putting the pattern back into Makito's hands.

Leo Sandra, who groaned at the end of something, was slashed in the neck by that battle axe.

That was the limit. The adventurers in the square run out screaming and cursing at Makito, who killed their guild master, scattering their crumbs.

Only a few adventurers and maquitos, as well as Coffin's living and dead, remained in the square.

"... in the stone walls around Wangdu, our allies are in distress"

Quiet, the Owl Knight raises his voice.

To the men of Coffin, who return their silent gaze, he commanded, lifting his rusty sword.

"The snobber army and God move out. Fight the King's Capital on your back. Don't give up until the end, even if a hundred times as many enemies are opponents."

I'll take care of this.

Several Coffin warriors tried to differ in the words of heroes pointing swords at Makito like a few adventurers and a bucket of things.

Some of them, Gallol, remained crawling on the ground.

He took his hand off the broken sword he was squeezing and extended his finger to the cape of feathers in front of him.

I'll help you, too. I fight too. With you...... next to you......

Moments later, an owl knight raised his left knee high and slammed the sole of his shoe against Galore's sword.

In front of Gallor, a broken sword soaked the soil and rose spinning.

The Owl Knight's left hand grabbed the pattern of a sword that glistened overhead and eventually fell.

- Double sword.

A hero with a rusty sword of his own and a broken Galore sword made a strangely gentle voice.

"Even if we are on our way to a different enemy, our minds are beside each other. Defeating your enemies will reduce your allies' enemies.

Just go. Let's all fight. "

An owl knight looked back slightly at Gallor and rushed out to the enemy shortly afterwards.

Coffin people move out a moment late. Those who go to the stone wall, those who follow the escaped adventurers, those who rescue their fallen companions.

Gallol was desperately biting his lips and swallowing a whimper (a diaper) at the figure of an owl knight waving his sword as he was rushed over by his men.