Hyaku Ma No Aruji

The pairing of the two, which began abruptly,

"Damn! Seriously, who taught you how to physically...! I've never seen a move, and it's not a normal human move! Perfectly flushed...!

"Because they taught me not to be human..."

We had such conversations from time to time, and proceeded faintly.

Each other's movements were sophisticated.

Does Salman's martial arts weigh heavily on the offense, or is it basically a lot of fast hitting while crossing the moves?

and never stayed much in one place.

The opposing Merea makes those blows pale without moving her legs.

He was even somewhat responsive to Salman's blow, which turned into a blind spot in a creepy step.

"Why can't you see? Hey, can you stop the attack? No, no, seriously, I'm curious."

"Sound"

"Are you serious..."

"If you continue to live blindfolded and beaten by a few people, the accuracy of perception outside of sight seems to increase..."

"Yeah... I want to train like that..."

Saying, Salman takes a preliminary motion for a second blow.

And immediately, Salman's fist was unleashed in an orbit that lifted Merea's flank from behind.

"Oops, abu hey"

"Easy as you say. Stop it."

Merea had turned rapidly on the spot just before Salman's second blow was released. It's a move to recapture Salman in the front as he turns to the blind spot.

Melea also noticed Salman's second blow, which had been pounded in the middle of that turn, stopping it with one hand as she turned around.

That's how I grabbed Salman's fist with a tremendous grip, where my body was completely front-facing - this time moving from my own side.

"Oh?"

The moment Salman tried to pull his fist out of Merea's hand, Merea perceived it without regard for the dimensions.

At that moment, Merea dares to let go.

Salman, who gained momentum, leaned only slightly backwards in center of gravity.

But Salman is Salman, who restores that momentary inclination of the center of gravity in reflexive motion.

That was a move because he was a good physician.

"Ah."

But there, Merea uses it.

Likewise for a moment.

I grabbed Salman's chest with my hand again, trying to get the center of gravity back.

"Come on."

He attracted his body at unusual speeds and threw it with his back intact in a streamlined motion like water.

When Salman perceived the crisis, his legs had been paid off and his body felt floating.

"Whoa."

In just a moment, he was set up with several moves at the same time.

Also, those moves are faster and I can't handle them in time.

――

Salman sensibly sensed that a subtle halt had been applied just before his body was slapped from his back to the ground.

Shortly afterwards, a shock runs on his back.

Soon there was a sky in my sight, blurry views of the eagle flying through its pale canvas.

After a few moments, I recognise that I was thrown away and that Merea loosened the momentum of the throw with a gibberish.

I sensibly understood, but it still took time for me to feel clearly with my head.

That was about the early start.

"Damn, it's even a throwing move."

"I used everything."

"Ha..., - ah? Did you say" martial arts "?

"Yeah."

"Seriously. I knew there was one over there named Takegami.... but it feels special to hear it from your mouth."

Salman woke up his upper body as he lost his strength from Merea's hand, which was grabbing his own collar.

I feel my guts are still shaking, even though I was loosened on the verge of slapping and so to speak I was just thrown on my back.

Salman said, paying one hand for the sandy forehead covered in his eyes with the current shake, looking at Merea.

"Takegami is a little special among the issues."

"Sounds good."

Merea remained standing, wiping with one hand the sweat that was floating on her forehead, before looking up at the sky to hit her sober mood.

Salman sees it and inside, "Was it enough to make you sweat for now," gets one relief.

Though I felt a little sorry for him, I had decided that the excuse would be great in order to properly recognize the difference in power that was between him and me.

"That's what my ancestors used to call me. You know, the kind of heroes and demon kings who have this proximity issue, they were more or less aiming for the Martial God issue."

"You want to admire everyone?

"Oh, get close to it."

Dropping the gaze that Merea was pointing at the sky, he turned towards Salman.

Gemstone-like red eyes gleam in the sun.

Salman also did not doubt that there was then a glimmer of curiosity mixed there.

"In the end, the one who throws himself as a joy in battles and fights always has the seeker side of power. Especially in the issue of martial arts. I guess that's why they called it the Vertex Issue, and they also competed. Now is the time for this system to be used by the Demon King, so I don't really see that kind of competition."

"In the past, they were honestly put on to glorify the heroes of each country, and on the other hand, they were put on by the bards to make them luxurious as the subject of the story, and on the other hand, they were put on for entertainment where the folks compete for the beauty of the language, and they were also used in ways that contain a lot of entertainment by things."

"Yes, yes. I've got some theories about the origin. Well, I guess the asymmetrical origin itself lies around calling the oldest evil demon king in awe...... But perhaps the origins used as such are around the next era."

After Salman said he was stingy, he went on as he immediately remembered.

There was a slightly troubled grin on that face.

"I mean, if you're gonna say it, I'm pretty sure it's been used entertainingly. - I actually heard it from the English spirit."

Salman had heard a lot about Merea's qualities.

When I first came to Star Tree Castle, Merea explained it to me once again.

It was such a strange story that I listened calmly to it and finally managed to believe it.

I don't doubt it.

Even though it's hard to believe, it doesn't mean you don't.

I couldn't feel the smell of lies in the words, and Merea has already made me try to do something that otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain.

"- Regardless, there are not many families like this one. Of course, there's a powerful line around here if you're going to decide by the literature that's left right now - but in the end, we're going to talk about who's going to admit it."

"Right."

Salman turned back and asked as he looked up at Merea.

"By the way, what's the name of Wushu who beat that kind of technology on you?

Melea replied as she frowned and responded to Salman's question.

"-" Lynn-M ""

"Lynn-M? Never heard of it."

"I was a young girl. - Just what it looks like."

"You're a girl..."

Salman was honestly surprised at that.

I had imagined on my own that whoever had planted all this in Merea would be a more aggressive, well-rounded, rigid-bodied man.

"Well, he didn't say he was a martial arts god. But the sibling said, 'If you call him a martial arts god, it must be him,' like a brother idiot."

"You're brothers and sisters. Were there brothers and sisters who became English spirits?... ah? Wait, you said 'M', didn't you?

Salman realized it was there.

It's a little different from the handless martial arts system, but I've heard the same surname somewhere as that.

"Could that brother be Sin-M.?

"Oh, I know."

Merea laughed joyfully.

I guess I was glad Salman knew about his own parental English spirit.

"I know. I know. That Sword Demon is, in a way, easy to make the subject of a story. - There are so many mysteries."

"He was actually a mysterious person... He rarely speaks except when praising his sister, and he doesn't tell me in words when he plants technology on me."

"Wow, wow, that bothers me." The Devil of Swords is an exorcism, but I still have an argument that it would have been most appropriate to call him the Sword God in a single theory. "

"Heh."

"The Sword Demon (Sin-M) didn't make a fancy feat. I don't know what to say to people."

"Oh, they weren't interested in that."

"I knew it."

Salman felt more and more curiosity of his own as he talked to Melea.

Listening to old stories is still fun.

I originally like to fish for literature on historical facts, but it's not a bad idea to ask people.

Rather than that, he seems to know that the man in front of him is not even in such a historical literature, which is why he feels extra like it.

"Damn, I'm super curious, do you hear that later? Let's leave that fun over there with that fun.

- So it's a shock to have a sister in the Sword Demon, but why did you call her Martial Arts again? "

"I knew I wasn't excited to talk about that area either, so whatever. - But you've said," You're twice as weak as a man, because you're a woman. "

"You saw the nature of the sword demon there."

"Maybe. Lynn was almost a normal person in her body. Rather, he was even weak, as Singh said. Still, I only won once."

"I see.... that's interesting. I've been followed by a fist emperor for a while, so why don't you think about it more seriously?... Well, in my case, I'm stopping by the Seven Emperors' side..."

I said as I stared at Salman as he gave me a strange tattoo engraved on both his arms.

As Merea looked at it, she opened her mouth to return to the topic, realizing that after a while Salman had gazed at the distance.

"By the way, at first, there were other spirits who said they were martial arts."

"Huh?"

"I cried 'Stop Naming Takegami' after I paired up with Lynn,"

"Ha, what is that? Haven't you been in the Mountain long enough to do it before you got here?"

"Yes, yes. They never moved that aggressively until I got here. That's what it feels like to be spiritually blurry."

Merea shrugged her shoulders as she said.

In the back of his brain were images of the English spirits laughing with pleasure.

"Well, did someone find a crossroads grass, and a big plan started, and it started to work so vibrantly?"

"- Yeah."

"... cross-border grass? Is it really there? - No, you did."

Salman knew that much.

And in time, I was acknowledging Merea's existence.

So Salman also noticed that Fumi Melea had a slightly flashy look on her face, she added as soon as she speculated on its insides.

"Don't worry. You are you. Maybe you're really having a strange way of being born, but you're generally wondering how children are born. The more I think about it, the more women are dyed."

Salman waved one hand and said, "I still don't know how that thing works. I learned as a learning, but I didn't know the other way around," I laughed and told Melea.

Melea smiles back at it, too.

"Right. I don't get weird about that either. Because I'm aware that I'm already standing in this world on my own feet."

"Oh, that's enough"

So Salman finally got his hands on the ground trying to get up.

Then Melea reaches out from the side.

Salman grabbed Melea's hand as she lowered her voice "oops".

"Let me hear more about the Sword Demon (Sin-M) and its Martial God (Lynn-M) later. It's time for those guys to move out today, so I don't have time."

"Pleasure."

"Oh, well, if you're going to the City of Arts, take me with you. I can talk time on the road."

Salman told me that, and I finally remembered that Merea had been thinking "speaking of it" a while back.

"Nothing, but what about Lyna and Mina?

"Uh, I don't really want to take you... but you'll follow me on your own. I can't force them to leave, but then they're going to have a hard time staying in the castle."

"Then you can accompany Shaw's side as little danger as possible"

Merea had decided to be at that moment. Therefore the word came out.

"Shaw is Shaw, and I think he'll probably be collecting information on the location of the City of Arts products and more. So you're going away. So, against me, I follow the example of the Queen of Enchantment as my primary goal."

"I see. You're splitting it into two squads."

After looking at Salman's nod, Merea continued to add gestures and gestures.

"Yeah. So, if there's anything, it's probably mine. Assuming the Queen of Enchantment is the Demon King, those who target the power of the Demon King will set something up. I don't know if that's Mooseg or Sisalis or anyone else."

"Right."

"So if you're worried about the twins, let me accompany Shaw. Shaw will need an escort for once, too, just fine."

"You, don't think about me and the twins on the set anymore?

Salman had a pranky grin.

Salman also knew that Merea would never just call the twins' escorts'.

"Of course."

"A little hesitation..."

"-Okay."

"Next time I say it, I'll bust it......!

"Joke, joke"

Melea laughed at the prank, too.

Salman just sighs.

"- Well, if you're going, that's better. He wants to show them the rest of the city, and it would be more convenient to stay with the Golden Deceased."

"Really, you're an old lady."

"Ugh."

I said as Salman turned away in embarrassment.

Merea didn't make fun of the look, but looked at it with an honest smile.

Salman cares more about them than anyone else, who at that age has no parents and who has gone through such a tragedy as Demon King.

The other demon kings care about them as well, but Salman's had one thing out of it.

Everyone understood again that it was his laudable trait.

"Take care, one or two more, and let's take the face of the Sword (Emery) who can be your escort. so we can adjust over there."

"I like that."

"And then I guess we should let the rest of the group know not to go out too big while we're away from Lemuse. We all want to go, but..."

"Given the efficiency, I don't know what to do again. Maybe the delay in being born there won't let some demon king die. Well, you know, when you figure it out, it's a theory of results."

"There's literature I haven't looked into like a mountain yet, and I just want you to look into another side of the information at the same time as this. I'm not sure the Enchanted Queen is the Demon King."

"Oh. Whatever, let's decide on the means of communication. If anything happens, I can call you back soon."

"Shall I also take Noel and let him lurk around Virginia? That way, when you have to, you can jump home."

"Seriously, I'm going to jump... Well, if we're gonna do that, we'll look into the geography around Virginia beforehand. I can't decide where I can lurk properly, and the rare lovers of the city of art will find me. - I prefer that rarity."

Salman walked out with his head in his arms.

Melea also walks out following it.

"If the average person gets screwed by an array, he's gonna die... basically because of you, or because he's a jerk..."

"Let me tell you something again."

"Oh, do that"

Melea said so with a correct posture as she noticed the sweat flowing vertically around her temples.

Then they went back inside Startree Castle with a chat.

"Oh, no, no. Elma was wasting her time teaching me how to cook today."

"Huh?"

"Yabeh..., yabeh...! What time is it!? How many times did you ring the bell!? - He'll create it on his own without me!" I can do it today! 'Or every time you have mysterious confidence! Other culinary duties are safe, but if they weren't stopped, the Demon King's League could be wiped out by breakfast today... "

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"Shall we run"

"Right."

A lot of people didn't dare eat breakfast that day.