Hitsugi no Maou

"Bean thief..."

Nagi gazed at the big helmet of a ghost who had two snobber adventurers at the same time.

Too big, heavy iron chunks. Rarely rusty floating it was certainly one of the relics of the heroes of Coffin, who were exposed to the square in front of the royal castle.

An awesome gladiator that Lucina met in a snoba arena. The man who challenged General Yuk alone and wounded his hand.

I heard that was the history of the owner of the big helmet.

How long was the young man holding back the hand of the nagi, watching the bean thief Magdael with a blatant look on his face?

"Magdael......? Oh, my God, he's dead too..."

"You know what?

Faster than a nagi, the little one in her arm asked.

A slight nod as the youth stares at Magdael, who can point his weapon at the adventurers all by himself.

"He's a rogue who lived at the end of the king's capital. They were all scared because they were big and strong and always looked grumpy. Bastards who lived by devouring their parents' heritage without much work, with the blood of fallen aristocrats or anything."

"But even heroes..."

"Oh, some of you called him that right before he was jailed. Something about robbing and feeding a bean bag sent by Separca for this hungry girl.

So I'm talking about nothing. After all, he's a thief. You know, the nasty poor guy handled the beauty story, but he did nothing but good deeds. "

In front of what the young man said to throw away, Magdael shook the curved short spear vigorously and flew the blood attached to the blade.

A line of blood running through the cobblestones and the bodies of the adventurers. Speech-loving ghosts standing behind Magdael raised their voices high to the enemies who grumbled and made up their minds.

"And the actors came together, and prayer and speech gained power! Listen, snobbers! The hero who stands here, Magdael, will chop you all up!

You snobbers who beat me up in the middle of a speech, killed me and put me on trial, will be slaughtered by this big man soon!

"Son of a bitch, don't get on with it!

One of the adventurers raised his anger and threw a dagger at a speech-loving ghost.

In front of a ghost cheering with open arms, Magdael knocks the dagger off with a short spear without making a creation.

Shortly afterwards he returned the short spear at hand and threw it backwards at the adventurer who threw the dagger.

A curved spear flying like a wind struck the vicinity of the adventurer's stomach drawing a strange orbit. An eye-peeling adventurer spits blood and kneels on the cobblestone.

Magdael swings Gladius alternately in front of the other adventurers who kill him.

Sucked the blood of numerous humans, gladiator blade. The adventurers, outnumbered by numbers, began to retreat slightly to Magdael, who slowly walked.

Why - so crushing a nagi, a speech-loving ghost turns to his body and laughs happily.

"They know. I know how powerful Magdael is to kill a few enemies on his own. Some kind of bean thief is a man who was a florist in the arena, the biggest entertainment facility for adventurers.

The beast of the spectacle you fought in the cage will be as comfortable as it was unleashed in front of you. "

……

"I took the beast that was wandering the king's capital to my side with speech. He told me about my lucid plan and put me in charge of that one stick.

In other words, lift up the beauty that reaches this horizon where I was born, and summon the undead lurking in the king's capital... "

Magdael treads hard on the cobblestone with the feet of a spirit body.

"Yes - I'll kill them all."

A voice echoing from the large helmet swirled low, trembling the iron plate of the helmet.

Magdael looks back at the young man next to the nagi slightly and rings his throat behind the peephole of the big helmet.

"Glenn. You bastard, you thief. How dare you say whatever you want. I'll tell you a secret I was supposed to take to the graveyard to thank you."

"Hey, what...?

"I'm not the girl who ate the beans. It's your sister. He said he'd let me hold him when he brought the imported food, so I had a hard time stealing it and enjoying it all night.

When the soldiers first stepped in, they were confronted with rape victims and pushed to the point of retribution. "

Magdael laughs low at Glenn, the young man who opens his mouth gently.

The glance behind the big helmet glanced at the nagi and the little one, then turned forward again.

"Yes, I'm not a good doer. I don't care if they call me a hero or stick to the beauty story. I'm not complaining, but the roots are just werewolves.

A man who can only be violent... but still decides who to point the blade at. "

Three adventurers marched on Magdael without any foretaste. Long swords and two spears coming from separate directions.

Magdael swung Gladys wide...... how dare he turn his back on the enemy and escape.

A speech-loving ghost and an old man slipped through him at the same time said, "Shh!" Raise your voice.

But the most surprising thing seemed to be the adventurers who launched the attack, and two of the three broke down in shape in a recoil where the three blades swung collided.

The only man with a long sword on his feet strips his eyes slightly in anger and pokes his buddy and follows Magdael.

A speech-loving ghost sat on a blade to be shaken, holding his head as the old man screamed. Moments.

Magdael, who was fleeing, bent his knees and leapt toward the Longsword Adventurer as he turned and flew.

A long sword adventurer waves a blade late on a giant that packs distance at once.

In that moment Gladys smacked his brain mercilessly.

Moving his legs as they land, Magdael approaches the adventurers of the two spears.

Magdael lowered himself and bounced back two spears that were stuck out, one with a big head poke.

Gradius breaks the amazing face in front of him in turn.

Magdael shouted aloud as he struck a group of remaining adventurers.

"Don't run away! Fight! This is the capital of the Coffins! If you have enemies, there is no other way to survive than to burst out and destroy them!!

Nagi swallowed his spit as he embraced his little one all the time in the appearance of Magdael, who would turn bright red with the blood of his miserable enemies.

... fight... ourselves...?

The ghost of a speech lover, who seems to have regained his mind, approaches her early enough, having even forgotten to flee.

When the ghost smiles at the nagi, he passes by "Come on, we're going to make a big reversal".

"! Hey, it's dangerous!!

And Nagi, who looked back at him, raised his voice. The ghost is walking where the nagi was shot with an arrow by the archer earlier.

But the ghost stopped in the passage of the arrow, and spread his hands, and put his neck about.

... arrows, for some reason, don't fly.

"What's at stake?

"Become..."

To the glistening nagi, the ghost smiles and invites him to come.

Glenn walked out of the side of the nagi pulling his face and stood next to the ghost. Again, the arrows are not flying, and Glenn is looking up at the sky.

Nagi looked alternately at the fighting Magdael and the howling ghost, then at the little one in his arm.

The little one nods, "Let's go," he says briefly.

Approximately, he advances toward the ghost, ridiculously preventing his little one from being shot.

Reaching in front of the ghost, the ghost pointed to the sky with a smile on his face. Slowly, look back at the sky behind you.

"Yes, this is our capital."

From the church spire window, the archer's upper body is drooping.

"That sky is our sky"

The archer's blue hair is dancing in the wind and stained with blood.

"Don't let the enemy take it away from you. It won't."

... On the back of the archer stands a wooden arrow, as much as a child's arm...

A chick crawling up the shoulder of a nagi screamed the name of her well-known bowman with a voice that shook her soul.

"Now let's get it back. The enemy outside is the princess of Coffin and his army. The enemies within are the people and the heroes."

The moment the ghost laughed joyfully, countless footsteps rang from the rear of the nagi...... the soldiers who were fighting in front of the floor and the inhabitants of the village of Horpo, plus the warriors who were supposed to have made their way to cover the dust, came in a rage.