Hyaku Ma No Aruji

That was a white thunderbolt line.

Bad scaffolding under the summit of Spiritual Mountain. The white lightning incarnation runs through the gap between people.

It's human.

I can barely determine it's a human form, but it moves too fast to even look like a line.

It can be judged to be human because when the incarnation of white thunder makes an attack, it only stops moving slightly.

It's a pause that can't even be called a gap, but thanks to it I managed to recognize it as a person.

"Eh!"

The scream of the Mooseg-style soldier was rising.

Because I am struck by the incarnate melea of that white thunder.

Single slap from fast moving.

Once hit, it disappears again.

of the bad, that was like a ghost or a ghost.

It's just awful at a time when clapping is powerful enough to fly people, but it's hard to capture what that attacker looks like anyway.

It's too fast.

"Gu -!"

The creeping scream rose again.

They could not capture what Merea looked like, they were just defenselessly clapped for supervelocity.

The demon kings look at it from above.

White light runs, people fly.

It was just that repetition.

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- You're not the demon king of the art system.

The "Fist Emperor" Demon King, who was talking to Elma before the White Light Cannon flew in, looked at it as a surprise.

"No, that white thunder probably depends on the technique, but the melee's body sucks..."

His eyes, with a melee derived issue called "Fist Emperor," had barely captured Merea's movements.

I had the thought that I had a good eye for myself and would not have been able to capture it if I had seen it nearby.

Far away, I manage to see it because I'm looking down from the top.

Mooseg's operative soldiers, feeling that they could barely do so, pulled the sword on their hips out of their sheaths and wielded it.

That sounds awkward, but if there's a bunch of swords in that narrow scaffold, it's quite a threat.

But still, I didn't even have a scratch on Merea.

The Fist Emperor followed him through the sword in an exquisite position with his eyes as if he could see something incredible.

"- Ha ha."

From the mouth of such a "fist emperor", the next moment, the laughter is accidentally leaked (too).

"Seriously. If I'm the Demon King, what the hell is" I "? - Shit, I just had hope."

"I don't know how you feel. But I don't. I felt something similar, at the bottom of my stomach."

There appeared the red-haired "Flaming Emperor" Lilium, who was speaking to the "Fist Emperor".

Kaku Lilium also had a flaming bird on his right shoulder, which seemed like some kind of collisionary attitude.

"- I was wondering if I could find another way to climb Mt. Spirit, other than to fight (oh) or escape, - but in the end what I found was a" hard path of hope "."

"Fist Emperor" said as he followed Merea's bravery with a dazzling gaze.

"His strength is hope for us. But I also feel horrible there. I think the path of hope that he showed me is a terrible one."

"- Right. Then give up?

"... no, we don't have that option anymore. Look, he's trying to support the front by himself, right? I don't know if you want to give us time to decide."

"The sword emperor is also the sword emperor, and you've gone far to see yourself."

"- Oh. So I knew you didn't have a choice to give up. I've been running away with my tail wrapped around me, 'Dase Demon King'. Still, I don't want to be the kind of 'daché guy' who betrays the thoughts of those guys who are risking their lives for me. - I didn't want to die."

"- Yes."

Lilium returned to the theory of a man who was nowhere to be told by the Fist Emperor, but she also had the light of strong will swayed in her eyes.

Two eyes face under your eyes at the same time.

The Mooseg-style soldiers were trying to take a circular, dense formation to accommodate Merea's unusual speed.

It would be to avoid getting each of them destroyed at speeds that strayed from their normal orbit.

You can erase the blind spot behind your back (yes), and it's easy for a magician inside a dense formation to fight back at the moment of Melea's attack.

Mooseg is a Mooseg, and he's still kind of hand-worked.

That's what they thought.

Around the time Mooseg implemented measures to deal with Merea, the minds of the Fist Emperor and the Flame Emperor Lilium had also made one decision.

- That tomb was a good change of mood.

"That made my head clear. Simple tasks are quite useful when organizing messes."

"Well, I have to thank you."

"I helped him make it, so he'd be grateful."

"Right."

"Well, first after each other survives. You can't thank me if I'm not alive, and I can't get a thank you. - Good luck. If you have the power to fight, but leave it to someone else to do nothing, that's from Dase again. So I'm going to try to follow the 'hard road of hope' that I see on his back."

After such an exchange, the two of them were moving.

"Fist Emperor" slaps both of his cheeks with his hands to get in the mood and slides down the spiritual mountain.

Heading there was a dense formation of Mooseg operative soldiers under his eyes.

Lilium gives orders to the flaming bird that was clumped in his shoulder, attacking the Mooseg operative soldier who was about to unleash a surgical ceremony towards Merea.

The two decided to fight.

Not all feelings have set me apart, but now on this occasion, after that man named Merea, let's do everything we can.

And as follows the determination of those two,

"Me too - let's go"

"Damn, what, you're willing to survive the demon king's cunt"

"I can't let you see this. - Hey. I'm sorry about that Merea who showed me the way to hope."

"Well, that's a good point."

"It's true."

After the two of them left, the other demon kings laughed, mocked, and smiled at each of them, and began to run down the Spirit Mountain.

Beginning at the vanguard of Merea, following Elma's assault, fist emperors, lillium, and other demon kings.

That was where the flow to resistance was beginning to emerge.

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"Now, what shall we do?"

"I don't like being on the front line, do I? Can't you fix this with money?

"Do I look like the kind of people who would save my life if I paid for it? Those Museg kingdom soldiers."

- Hmm.

"Alchemy King" Shaw looked under his eyes with his neighbor, "Maid" Mariza.

The operative soldiers of the Mooseg kingdom and the other demon kings are starting to engage.

"Maybe they'll kill you after they pay you."

"If you know what I mean, don't ask."

"I can't get it."

Of course, I knew it.

If you take what you need, you will kill the Demon King after that.

The Kingdom of Mouseg is a nation that has done that.

I never liked it, but given the times when it started swallowing by the vortex of war, maybe that's right in a way too.

Either way, I slapped a light mouth with the intent of lubricating the conversation, knowing I couldn't solve it with gold. - It didn't work at all, though.

"Shouldn't we be hitchhiking at the power of other demon kings rather than paying for them here?

"You're kind of strong enough for a maid."

Marisa returns the pale words to Shaw's hippocratic grin.

"The maid I aspire to is the perfect maid. Unless you're strong enough to protect your husband on the battlefield."

"You, who are you taking as your husband?

"It's that Mereah."

"When did that happen......!

"It's because I put my body up before anyone else. I think protecting the 'dangerous' person as your husband will improve your ability as a perfect maid. I can do anything. I have nothing for my husband."

"That's a mysterious theory...... But does' arr 'need an escort or something? I don't know if I can do anything, but at least it doesn't seem to be in jeopardy for now, does it?

At the tip of Shaw's finger, there's one man jumping around the battlefield fast with a white thunder together.

Even in the eyes of an amateur, you can obviously see that only that one person is out of combat.

Mariza's gaze was also following the man accurately.

"- Right. I think being strong is a good thing. If you're not stronger than me, my master will not serve."

"You, what you've been saying is pretty disjointed...?

"Really? - I mean, he's stronger than me in battle, and then he's dangerous somewhere, except in battle. This is what's best."

"It's something I had a lot of orders for my husband!!"

"I am the Demon King, too. There's a lot to consider. I was really born under inconvenient blood."

"Ha..."

Shaw sighed heavily and cut the words once (once).

After that, Shaw's gaze moves under his eyes again.

Shaw's face looking at the war situation had changed into something a lot more serious than it had been until just now.

Apparently, he was calmly analyzing the situation.

The opposing Marisa was shifting her gaze in a different direction from Shaw's whilst lightening Shaw's sigh (Tanzaku).

- Straight next to it.

What Mariza saw was squealing (crushing), "Everybody, stay safe, don't get hurt," as she joins hands to pray - the appearance of the "Heavenly Demon" Eyes.

The appearance of the little Virgin was clustered with such clarity and transparency that she had a small facial expression change Marisa to make her eyes wide open.

Mariza, stiff for a moment as if time had stopped, opens her mouth shortly after.

"- In addition, I decided to balance my made-up skills training by looking at my husband."

"What?"

Marisa looked seriously at Eyes, spinning those words.