Hyaku Ma No Aruji

Then the information was quick to integrate.

Merea is oblivious to the Prime Minister of the lower realm.

But in order to rapidly complement the missing information, he listened to their words, speaking to the Demon King in disgust.

As such, certain facts emerge and become carved.

"Did they all come to this Lindholm Spiritual Mountain as a result of fleeing chasers after demon kings"

"As long as I listen to you, that doesn't sound wrong. The problem is that they are being pushed from all sides. Whether this is an act or a coincidence, we should put it aside."

[Sword Emperor] Elma followed Merea's words.

And Elma was right, at this time, whether it was an act or not, Melea also thought that priority should be given to the situation where chasers were pressing from the East, West and North (Tozabu) quarters.

Because,

"Well, that, from all quarters, means that those chasers are still coming together - and it's going to be hard...?

Because it was easy to make unpleasant predictions.

I feel like teaching him a state of escape until now.

'Wait a minute. Not if you're building a grave with such distant eyes. "

I guess they were chopping feathers with them, and yeah, maybe they were thinking about what to do while distracting them, but it was also Merea's true desire to know sooner, if possible.

When Merea blended the groans and questioned the demon kings on the spot, Elma had answered the question exactly.

"I guess so. In large part, it was called the Quartet, but if there were so many demon kings, they would be buried in those eight directions as well. I'm just hoping that champions from the same direction will compete today."

"Competition..."

"That's a big possibility. Seeking the power of the Demon King is because I want to gain an advantage over other forces very quickly. We are chased because of the times of war, but also because of the times of war, the situation is a little better now - maybe."

Elma stressed that it was only a hopeful observation.

"The most troublesome thing is being cooperated with, not competed with. Let's sort out which direction everyone came from in order to make some predictions about it. - I'm from the east."

Elma took the initiative to make recommendations.

Says the Devil's Sword Chrysula with one hand, shaking her dark hair in the wind.

Then try to answer Elma's suggestion that

"Wow, I'm from the north."

Elma's next visit to the summit of the mountain, "Eyes", was a snarky but solid source of information.

After that, a young man carrying a bag and a red-haired girl say.

"Briefly. My name is Shaw."

"I am" Lilium. "Lilium-Ausbart-Kreil-Mu -"

"It's a long time. Now time is synonymous with gold, so it's a waste of money."

"- Lilium is fine. Because it lasts about three more names. So, me and this golden deceased from the west."

The three sides were buried.

The rest is south.

Then I went on to say to the two of them, "Maid," who stood in a proper neatness (as if at all), shaking her thin silver hair of pigment.

"My name is Mariza. I'm from the south."

And she turned to Melea, and Melea, who had received it, held her forehead.

"Ma, are you serious..."

At this point, the Quartet has already been buried.

Thereafter, the demon kings continued to report the direction in which they had been pursued, and each time Merea's unpleasant premonition was to ascertain the contour.

Not good.

This is probably not a good idea.

Apparently Lindholm Spiritual Mountain is going to be caught in an unexpected war.

Melea felt something close to certainty.

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But what is it?

If you look at them, they have a thoughtful look on their face.

- Melea, what are you going to do?

It will be more important than anything in this situation to have your own opinion.

Merea thought so in the remaining eight minutes while still shaking her mind about the perplexity of two minutes.

I can't fit around in the first place.

We've just met each other in a different situation.

- Yeah.

First of all, what do you think?

In this situation, listen to them and 'what' sprouted in you?

'What do you want to do'.

At the end of the day you can believe it's that kind of 'impulse' of yourself.

See that accurately.

But the truth is, to Melea,

- Something... have it.

I had that wish.

Merea noticed that she didn't have a firm (cool) urge.

No, it may be true, but it's not revealed yet because I haven't been involved with the world.

So I'm not sure.

The harm of living a closed relationship in a closed space.

When I lived in today's world, I had no idea what thoughts I would have.

- Can I think of something right?

I remember firmly the lessons taught to the English Spirit, their thoughts, and such things.

But can you base it on your beliefs and your actions?

I didn't know because I didn't get involved with the world.

So do as you wish, and Merea reached out to her heart with her thoughts.

Actually, a little - it was about time.

I wish there was nothing there, my heart sounded nasty.

- What did you think?

unexpected visitors.

unexpected connection.

But thin. - Thin.

A relationship line like there isn't.

- Is that all?

No, it's not.

But because of that - I don't want to throw it away.

For me it is my first connection to the outside world.

And

- They are the 'Demon King'.

Flander's former words were Sue.

"You work with those demon kings."

If I had been certified as the Demon King, it would have seemed to Melea to be the decision, to be honest.

There was a future stone (Funas), and Flander's words were certain somewhere.

What did I answer then?

"Then I'll be a hero to the Demon King."

If they had reached out and wanted to take that hand.

That's what I said.

I said it for real.

But that was a gray word.

I don't know if it really seems that way from the heart, unless then I try.

That's what I thought.

So in that word, there is no color.

In my involvement with the world, for the first time, that word has color.

If so, how do I judge now?

I began to relate to the existence of a world called the Demon King, now.

- They've been abused.

I haven't heard everything, but when I listen to them, it seems to apply to the more or less.

Abuse from irrationality and irrationality.

Flander told me about the demon king statue of our time. Tragic Demon King, covered with the skin of a demon. It's like a sacrifice to a time of war.

When I try to look at it individually, I can't make good and evil decisions without just listening to more.

But when they see it from a broad perspective, the more impulsively they come to mind that they want to save you, the more irrationally they are running away to this point.

- Demon King.

Apparently, I was already trying to swallow the torrent around the word.

- Flander, everybody.

Merea remembers the many English spirits who once watched over her.

- It was everyone's impulse to want to save someone.

That's how heroes were born.

It was the Savior.

I still can't reach them.

I'm not even getting my hands on their shoulders.

I might not be a hero to a lot of people like them in the first place.

But...

- It's also true that I don't think I can leave you alone.

Inside Merea, there was indeed an 'impulse'.

When she realized it, Merea remembered the exaltation (like this).

At the same time, I remembered a little - relief.

Now, I'm sure I felt like adding color to that word.

"Then I'll be a hero to the Demon King."

Behind Merea's brain, the words were shining with color for the first time.

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"What are we going to do? Running away doesn't mean we're surrounded."

"The city that's coming after me, the National Army, they've got a surgical regiment."

"Ha!? Don't let them chase you! What demon king?

"The Sword Emperor."

"Uh, of that clan of demon swords.... Seriously, isn't it the family of the founders of" The Thirty-eight Heavenly Sword Brigade "? Well, then I'm going to move as much as a surgical army."

"That's exciting. It's been a long time since the names of every brigade fell."

"Well, my demon king's issue is" Fist Emperor. "It's kind of hard for a name like that."

"I see, that fist emperor who cracks the sea with his bare hands."

"That's a bit of an exaggerated anecdote (whenever). - Whatever, from what I've heard, there's a lot going on from force to force. Perhaps before you plunge into the Spirit Mountain, you can retreat from the force."

"As it turns out, all the most troublesome places are approaching Spiritual Mountain."

"Ha-ha-ha - it's not funny..."

There was talk going on among the other demon kings, even while Merea was conceiving.

For one thing, the place is unlikely to come together for someone not to strike out guidelines.

Merea, who perceived it, raised a somewhat reluctant voice in an attempt to make the group discussion smooth.

"Well, based on that, look for the thinnest place..."

I'll tell you.

The next moment.

An unexpected event was hitting the scene.

"Huh! Coming...... hey!

That was the girl's voice.

Genealogy of the Demon King with the Issue of "Tenjin". A girl named after him (Eyes) was drawing attention to everyone when she perceived something.

Immediately after,

A bright white flash penetrated the summit of Lindholm Spiritual Mountain.

It was like, a shell of light.