Hyaku Ma No Aruji

15 Stories: "The word hero doesn't make sense"

"White Cannon!

Shortly after the black-light shelling was emitted from Merea's open palm, the black-light shelling was emitted from the surgical formation where the Mooseg surgical soldiers under his eyes were spinning.

Black-and-white shelling clashes with each other.

The trajectories are the same, with each other's light at the end.

Direct hit.

Competition - foggy.

It was a complete 'offset'.

Powerful surgical shelling spun by multiple was offset by an inverting surgical formula knitted by only one person.

For a Mooseg technicality soldier's sorcerer, that was just enough to break his will.

"Then be stupid......!

Until just before the offsetting of the black and white light, they had little hope.

Hope that Merea's spinning technique may be a 'seeming-down'.

It is impossible for us to knit our own collaborative ritual-like rituals by ourselves. So look at that. It's just a fragile procedure that's similar.

- No.

Merea's black-light shelling also offset the hopes of such moozeg-style soldiers.

"Ko, I've never heard of such a demon king!! Hey! The Sword Emperor wasn't supposed to be a magician! Why are you doing this?"

The Elma they were chasing was the Demon King with the issue of "Sword Emperor".

"Sword Emperor" even cleaves the ceremony by demon sword, but was never the type to knit the ceremony individually.

A fierce man who runs the battlefield with a demonic sword and sophisticated swordsmanship to the extreme.

But what is in front of you is obviously a different reputation than it was before it.

- This guy is a demon.

The same words crossed their brains.

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Melea was speaking out for the moozeg-style soldiers who expressed amazement.

A strong, well-sounding voice.

"Why attack!!"

I had an idea why the Demon King would be targeted.

Because I asked Flander, and I was listening to Tenryu Kurtista about the Minister.

But I can't decide if it's true or false that I don't know for myself.

It is the fool's deed to renounce thought.

In particular, Merea was rather cautious when it came to thinking for herself and judging authenticity, having never seen the situation in this side of the world with her own eyes.

Merea was asking the Mooseg soldiers under her eyes as she floated the surgical pattern of the "Magic Eye of the Surgical God (Flander-Crowe)" in her red eyes.

"Why did you shoot a surgical cannon without warning!

Merea's voice sounded really good.

Let the air shake exquisitely and pass well.

I don't realize that is due to the English spiritual factor "Vocal Cords of the Raku King (Jurn-Yura)" except Merea.

In response to the voice of Merea, the Mooseg soldiers in black had put a mockery on her face that could be seen from above the mask and answered.

The mockery was the only way for them to fight back, which was nearly broken by Merea's inversion ceremony.

"Because I expected there would be a demon king there. The Demon King is the enemy, isn't he? - It's a human enemy. Need a warning against an enemy like that? Rather, what we need is a pre-emptive blow."

I won't tell you what the Demon King is.

A word that is spun in anticipation of the other person's understanding that is what demon kings are.

"... I dare ask. The name of the demon king."

He's the demon king of the Eluiza family.

"What did the demon king do to you?"

"- Nothing?

"Eh."

without offense, they said.

They understood what Melea's protest meant.

I was wondering what you were going to say.

I knew that, and I was deliberately messing with Melea.

That was the only way to support the self-esteem that was about to be broken by the shooting of an earlier surgical cannon.

"The descendants of the modern Eluiza family have done nothing against our kingdom of Museg. Once, maybe once or twice, as a mercenary, you've been hostile, but that's war. There's no other way."

"Then why...!

"Because it's the Demon King. Because it's the Sword Emperor. The power of the Demon King with the Emperor is fascinating. The power of the sword emperor, in particular, is in an easily understandable form. - It's the Devil's Sword. To take that demon sword. That will make our kingdom even more mighty."

Emperor. Merea's words of unknown meaning fly.

But that's not what matters to Melea.

Why would they go after a demon king who hasn't done anything?

The answer is out.

He's out, but...

"Do you have any feelings of repentance there...!

"Repeal? What do you mean repel"

"The way it's done won't be any different from that of a thief......!

"Demon King opponents are forgiven. That's what a demon king is all about. Especially now."

I deliberately laughed with my nose, and the operative soldier added this at the end.

With the biggest bruises and agitated grin,

"We are 'heroes'. Crusade the Demon King for the world - he's a hero! Ha ha!"

- It's rotten.

With those words, a chill ran on Merea's back.

That's not the cold coming from the cowardice.

It was cold coming from an uncontrollable rage.

This system called Demon King is rotten.

It used to be useful as a system to deter tyrants.

But now the Letters, the Demon King, are shielded, and the more brutal are transformed into 'tools' to destroy violence with my face.

And the same goes for the Mooseg-style soldiers under his eyes.

There is no stray in their language.

I have the eyes of someone who really thinks so.

I use it as it is convenient, knowing that it is an inferior method.

- It's rotten.

Merea repeated it twice in her heart.

At least, a Kingdom-military named Mooseg beneath his eyes is swamped with sludge of values that are hard to see.

Melea judges.

And make a decision.

On this occasion now, whether I should wield any more power.

If you wield, what should you wield power for?

To help the mocking Mooseg operative soldiers under your eyes?

To help them wield unspeakable violence in the empty name of disputing the Demon King?

- No.

Then I will use my strength to help the Demon King.

- What did you load the drill for?

To meet the thoughts of the English spirits.

- What did you learn technique for?

To protect what I wanted to protect.

- Are those there really 'heroes' who argue for demon kings?

No, it's not.

Their 'hero' is also an empty rettel, as is the 'demon king'.

The word "hero against the demon king" no longer says...

- Doesn't make sense.

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Merea's movement from there was pale and quick.

Mooseg's operative soldiers, who have noticed Merea's silence, are also beginning to assemble calm operations, gradually returning from the consternation of earlier counters.

A captain of the squad was flying instructions to other surgical soldiers.

The opposite Merea had counted the total number of operative soldiers under her eyes within sight.

- Fifty-six.

Speak in words.

Then from the side,

"Ten more under the cliff and behind the left and right cliffs, out of sight."

The little girl (Eyes) made her second visit to Lindholm Spiritual Mountain. She had a luxurious body that was about to break when I hugged her, and she was face-to-face from next to Melea, spinning her naughty but clear words.

There was a strange surgical pattern floating in its silver eyes, and Merea realized that the definitive words, as if she had counted from the heavens in anticipation of the surrounding area, were based on some kind of demonic eye power.

So while Melea gave her a slightly surprised look like that,

"Okay. Can you tell me where it is?"

"- Yeah."

I was asking the girl straight.

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Girl - "Eyes" had a view of the surrounding area overlooking (fukan).

The Devil's Eye.

Described as the 'Eye of Demons Living in Heaven', it allows for long-distance overlooking farsightedness.

At that time, she had a clear view of the surrounding Mooseg-style soldiers.

- Three behind the cliff to the right. Two to the left. Five are hiding under the cliff.

"There's three of us around there, two over there on the left. There are five people lined up at the same intervals under the cliff..."

"Okay."

Eyes told Melea.

Eyes are Eyes and I am still amazed at what Merea did earlier.

Surgical ability to the horrible.

That's what I saw.

I've never seen a man knit such a vast ceremony on his own, and at such a high speed.

Even though it is surprising that the Mooseg-style soldier knitted a similar ritual for five, I let him do it alone.

In addition, Eyes was concerned that Merea's unleashed surgical cannon was a surgical formula similar to Mooseg's white light surgical formula.

- Inversion... you said.

I can guess.

Probably saw the opponent's surgery and created an instantly similar one.

It also incorporates mechanisms such that the surgical ceremony offsets each other.

Can that be done?

- I think I can...

He's a sneaky user.

That he's about to do something again.

I would expect him anyway, I'm sure because I don't have the 'power to fight'.

The only thing I have is eyes that steal my surroundings like this.

I feel sorry to be able to rely on you.

So at least I used The Devil's Eye, which I avoided using in front of someone if it helped him at all.

- Even if I wish... Is that okay?

Do you mind if I wish him a way to help me?