Hyaku Ma No Aruji

Melea was about to strike and move faster and drive the Mooseg-style soldier into devastation when it was lightning.

No more of those who were on the spot doubt the strength of Melea.

I was even scared.

"- What the hell?"

That [Fist Emperor], who was waving his fist in the belligerent ministry with such Merea, noticed something.

With a few Mooseg-style soldiers left, the Fist Emperor found the "Golden Ship" slipping down from the top of Lindholm Spiritual Mountain.

It's a really weird (stiff) golden ship that's coming down with a slope to tell you.

"The Ice Road" was born so that it preceded the ship's descent, and it could easily be inferred that it was due to a surgical ritual, until who was doing it...

"Those twins!

I noticed.

From the window-like place of the golden ship, the two girls are smiling with pleasure.

The surgical formations were unfolding from the hands they were blackmailing, and apparently that was creating the 'Ice Road'.

Then, through that golden ship window, another man turns up again.

It's Shaw.

I told him to keep the escape math on, but I didn't think he'd take such a strange means.

It's a terrible picture.

"Yes, ladies and gentlemen, let's ride. - Hey! - Let's get you on board with three pure gold coins per person!!"

"Business here!

And it sounds terrible.

It is the book of the Golden Victims.

"I'll be damned!

"Ta-da!

"Then kill me by the main unit of the Mooseg army coming from down there and by the fanatics of the Sisalis nation coming from the south!

"I'll definitely ride!!"

When the Fist Emperor heard it, he took the hand of the demon king around him and ran out.

One of the hands I grabbed was Lilium's.

"What!? Hey, all of a sudden what!?"

"You don't want to die!? Now's your chance to escape from the Spirit Mountain, get in that ship!

while pulling the girl's body without waiting for an answer.

I grabbed yet another arm with the opposite hand.

The golden ship is slowing down where it plugged into the belligerent department. The ice path is stopped and the hull is slowing down due to exposure to gravel friction.

"Please, my maid! Take it right!

"Fist Emperor" threw away the two people he grabbed on his right and left hand, while being so loud.

A maid-dressed woman walking out of another point of contact on the Golden Ship was gesturing with both hands, not telling her to 'throw it fast'.

It has been understood that her strength is overwhelming when making graves.

Even considering the time the golden ship could stay on the spot, it was still necessary to hurry.

That's how Mariza, the maid in the maid, cleverly stops the two she carefully aimed and threw, and stores them inside the golden ship.

We treat each other like things, but now this is the limit. Let's decide to be fully pissed off later.

"Fist Emperor" threw some of the nearby men into the golden ship as they were, finally sliding themselves into the window of the golden ship as well.

Most of the other demon kings are already on their way to the ship themselves.

To inspire them like that, [Fist Emperor] shouted out again.

"If you want to run, come on! - I mean, come on!! You've come from living to climbing such a spiritual mountain!

The demon kings running to the golden ship speeded their feet to respond to its voice.

Then, the Fist Emperor threw his voice at their own Savior with that snow-white hair.

"You come too! Merea!! He said he never went down from Spiritual Mountain, but now get down! Come with me!

That was the strongest voice I've ever had.

It was a word that cared for Melea from the bottom of her heart.

I learned in the minutes now that Merea is unusually strong.

Suffice it to say I was reminded.

But we still have enemies.

If we stay here as we are, we will be besieged by the main forces of the Mooseg Royal Army and the respective national armies that are following the Demon King from other directions.

This place is surrounded by a number of hostile forces because of the fact that our demon kings came from separate places to be drawn to destiny and climbed from all directions to Spiritual Mountain.

There is still no certainty that Merea is the Demon King, but there is also talk of that Future Stone (Funas).

More importantly,

- That much power, never leave the ones of the state alone.

Mooseg Kingdom Ri. Only the Sisalis nation.

This is how they are coming after the Demon King because they are willing to seize power and use it.

Then I can't leave you alone.

Nothing. We don't have to come with ourselves after we get down from Spiritual Mountain, so I want to help you first anyway.

So [Fist Emperor] screamed as many times as he could.

"Come on!! Get in!!"

One after another, the Demon Kings jump on the Golden Ship of the Alchemy King.

The rest are Melea on the front line and Elma, the "Sword Emperor" fighting next to him.

But...

And then [Fist Emperor] heard an unpleasant voice.

Opposite those with Melea and Elma.

Just from our own diagonal backs,

"There he is!! Chase him!!"

I heard that voice.

- Close...!

And the voice that responds to that command,

- That's a lot, damn it!

Though, [Fist Emperor] hurried to look out the opposite window.

"- Damn it!

Black armor, black armor, black armor.

Black, the military colour of the Mooseg army.

Mooseg's melee, dressed in nasty black to distract blood, was still in sight.

At first glance, it turns out to be an unparalleled number of surgical soldiers.

"Twins! Accelerate! Hurry up!!"

"Fist Emperor" punches the edge of the window with his fist, spinning words with a light on his hurry.

Two Museg soldiers, who jumped out of that black armored group as soon as possible, were trying to grab onto the golden ship.

The Fist Emperor punches that Museg soldier with a slight reaction, but the next Museg soldier continues in front of him.

Any further slowdown was lifesaving.

It's not a decent number to beat.

At once - I just have to go.

Other demon kings are intercepting the Mooseg soldiers trying to capture the ship.

The Fist Emperor entrusted you to them, and soon came out of the window again in the direction of Melea and Elma.

Melea and Elma had just blown off their last operatic soldier.

- In time!

The golden ship is appropriately beginning to accelerate.

If it gets any faster, even Merea, who showed speed when lightning strikes, may not be able to catch up.

Down the slope with no road.

In a position that can no longer be described as rolling down, it would be difficult to run with scaffolding and speed compared to this ship that slips down, regardless of mundane.

With that in mind, Merea finally turned around.

Red eyes turn this way.

"Come!!"

Last shout.

- It arrived.

Merea moved.

When Merea confirmed with a flash of turning around that there were no Mooseg operative soldiers around, she took the hand of Elma, who was in the near field, put together a white thunder and walked to the golden ship.

Oops.

I hear Elma's surprise low.

As the golden ship suddenly began to descend, the ship leaned heavily.

Acceleration.

Gold slips down the "Ice Road".

Melea was approaching the side of the golden ship at a tremendous rate, offering Elma as she ran.

The Fist Emperor receives it and pulls it into the ship.

And now,

"Get your hands on it!

I reached out to pull up Melea.

A golden ship that begins underneath at unusual speeds.

Melea is side-by-side, but quite tough.

Then,

"Whoa! Whoa!!"

Melea 'stumbled' on something.

I can't help it. It runs down an unusual slope.

That, too, while putting together a surgical thunder to accelerate the body.

It was miraculous that they came down decently until they handed Elma over.

At that moment, the Fist Emperor had floated the only failure of this escape play in his brain.

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"The Fist Emperor" almost landed himself off the ship unexpectedly.

In just a moment of stumbling, the distance between the golden ship and Merea opens all at once.

- Not good...!

The ship accelerates.

Melea stalled.

Will you make it from here?

"Fist Emperor" worried about Melea as he did about himself, feeling anxious, and because of this, things seemed to move slowly in front of him.

It was a nasty slow motion.

I can see Merea relaxing in front of me, restarting herself with a slight balancing ability.

The sudden alignment of the descending spiritual mountain slope combined with a clinging posture to the forward slope, as if Merea were falling directly below.

The right leg Merea used to rebuild her posture 'sinks' the ground of Spiritual Mountain.

Unusual leg strength.

It's a tremendous stepping stone.

accelerating further from there, but still,

- Going away.

Merea's appearance grows smaller.

Slowly, gradually, gradually.

That instant stall opened up big.

With impatience, the Fist Emperor turned to the twins who were making their way to the ship,

"Hey! Can you slow down!?"

"Mm, Muri!" "The slopes are too steep!

As the twins put it, the golden ship had slipped so steeply that it was no longer going to lose its ice path and fall accelerating.

The acceleration gained from running down the ice path did not seem to stop just because I stopped generating the road.

That's how the Fist Emperor felt a glimmer of despair and turned to Merea again.

Shortly afterwards, the Fist Emperor became uncomfortable with the way Merea looked in the distance.

"What the..."

On Merea's back, which looked small, it looked like 'huge white wings' were growing.

It had a strange appearance, as if the wind were twisting, but indeed it looked like a wing.