Hyaku Ma No Aruji

The next day.

Tyrant, as usual, put a great sword on his back and headed to the battlefield.

- Day six in a row. You're understandably exhausted.

Around the second day there was an interception at the current distance.

But now not one of the arrows comes down.

We have little energy to fight the highland city of Saint Teharis anymore.

This was the trap Tyrant set up.

"Captain - I knew it wouldn't suit you to have these depletion wars on you, too. Wouldn't the captain be able to handle a single special attack?

"Oh."

"Wow, instant answer"

"But that would hurt me a little, too."

"Alone, right, in a city state, somewhat wounded at that point, right?"

With Marcus and his men behind him, Tyrant climbed the slopes of a gentle plateau.

Two hundred more steps and you'll reach the city.

but

- I knew they were watching something.

Tyrant was feeling again yesterday's discord.

Something is looking at me.

And the dissonance soon appeared before Tyrant in form.

"Captain!! In the sky!!"

A scream of a female member of the crew came from behind.

Tyrant was looking up at the sky without being told.

Right there.

"Ceremony! Don't take it properly!!"

A giant silver spear was formed.

Its silver spear is much longer than a person's height, and it is not mortal in thickness.

A giant throwing spear as if it had been lurked to kill a dragon.

It shone a silver glow, and after a few seconds it descended towards the Tyrants.

"Huh."

Tyrant sees a giant silver spear fall towards him and takes evasive action.

The speed at which the spear drops itself is not as fast.

Avoid it while pulling out the sword and look for the magician.

"Where!

Then again, a giant silver spear was generated in the sky.

Now two.

"It's a pattern of gradual increase..."

Speed itself is still not a big deal.

That thing was creepy the other way around.

Tyrant looks around, avoiding them.

Again, there is no appearance of an enemy.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

The next one was five.

And the fall velocity is gradually increasing.

So Tyrant understood clearly.

- This guy's in restraint.

It's like you're looking to leave this place, it's a restraint.

"No way, man."

The word "Lakka people" rises in Tyrant's brain.

"Kiri's not here."

By the time I realized it, the number of silver spears shaking had increased to more than a dozen.

The aim is precise, and the speed is to such an extent as to make Tyrant sweat cold.

"Marcus! Are there any woods or woods around here?!?"

"What!?"

Tyrant asked Marcus, who was also rushing around, avoiding the silver spear.

"It's a plateau with weak vegetation here, so the forest - just not there, but if it's a plateau forest, it's only west of Saint Teharis..."

West.

The place you are now is south of Saint-Harris.

From here, the city walls of Saint Teharis are in the way and the sight cannot pass to the west.

"We're going around west! Follow me!

Tyrant gives instructions to his men.

And he turned his toe west, and ran from the spot.

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Running west south of Saint Teharis, he did see something like a forest in the distance.

It is depressing for the forests on the plateau.

And Tyrant, in the direction of its woods,

- Murder.

I felt signs of people.

It is a perception that cannot be exchanged by ordinary people.

But Tyrant had a sensory ability that could be described as superhuman. It is a good reaction to hostility, cultivated on the battlefield.

"I'll drag you out"

At least we're under attack.

At the moment, this attacker is an enemy.

So Tyrant first tried to drag this attacker into a visible position.

Then, in response to Tyrant's beastly slaughter...

"Right, Captain! I haven't gotten this spicy yet!

Finally, a hundred silver spears appear in front of the Seven Star Brigade.

The sky was filled with silver light.

It was a beautiful sight at the same time.

"hehe"

But Tyrant laughed when he saw it.

"'You're here'. - The leader of the Thirty-eight Heavenly Sword Brigade, Mooseg's naughty prince, and the rest," Thunder God ", who had been held in the west. Still strong in the world."

"No, no, what a pleasure, Captain Suka!

"If you're chasing the Demon King, you'll finally meet him."

"There was some kind of impure flashing sound!

"All right, we're gonna break through this and go to those woods."

"No!

Tyrant puts a big sword in his right hand and gets ready to run out.

"Either way, I'm gonna get close to Saint Teharis if I don't do something about 'these guys'. For some reason, these guys don't want us in Saint Teharis."

"Are you serious?!? I'm a phase surgeon, and we'll wait till that prince from Mooseg gets here!

"Then I'll go alone."

"What, hey!

And Tyrant ran out.

Hundreds of silver spears that were lagging in the sky twitch simultaneously, setting their aim on the tyrant that ran out at the next moment.

Shortly afterwards, at such high speeds that it was unthinkable from the beginning, they fell to Tyrant.

"Ha-ha-ha."

Tyrant thrusts through the rain of the silver spear, giggling.

Superhuman body drive and reflex nerves.

The man, who had steel nerves that didn't flicker into the onslaught that descended more than anything, was the God of War, no matter what anyone saw.

◆ ◆ ◆

"Ha... ha..."

Poof, and.

Red blood falls to the ground in shadow.

"... we're finally here."

Tyrant was in that plateau forest.

We finally got there, pushing alone through the rain of silver spears and sometimes smashing them with a big sword in our hands.

Inside the plateau woods, it was strangely quiet.

I can hear the bugs and the birds sparsely.

That's crazy, you.

but in such silence, the voice of one man mixed.

The voice was coming down from the top.

"Oh, I finally got that look."

Tyrant looks up at those whose voices come.

Big tree. On the branches above it...

- You broken beast of reason.

That's a compliment.

One young man stood, with silver eyes.

Its silver eyes, which even gleam, let the sharp gaze bathe Tyrant.

Also, the beauty of the young man was distorted in a grumpy manner.

"How did you get here? Something I should have run away from."

"I wanted to see the face of the one who's been watching me since yesterday."

"... how do you know"

"It's an investigation."

"... I'm still crazy"

The silver-eyed young man shrugged his shoulders deliberately on the branches.

"Did you use some sort of sensory technique?

"No, I can't use a technique."

"Stupid. And yet how could you move so much?"

"Worked out"

"It's beyond human boundaries"

"I don't know. I can do what I can."

Is there someone like you?

"Get your head on, you."

Tyrant put the great sword on his shoulder and scratched his head with the hands of those who did not have the sword. It's not obvious, that's the way it is.

"Well no. So, how come you attacked us?

"Because you tried to drop Saint Teharis."

"What can't you do about it? They're the Heart Demons. Are you, like, an endorser of Heart Demon?

"Say stupid." Heart Demon "is the evil of the world. That one must be picked early."

"Then why bother?"

"We pick the Heart Demon. We, the people of Lakka,

――

Tyrant, after the youth's words, circled his eyes as if surprised.

"There you are, the people of Lakka. I knew you lived in the Heavenly Capital?

"Yes."

"What about those eyes?

"Blessed be the Heavenly God."

"Yeah, you got a good one."

It was a unique rhetoric, but Tyrant somehow figured out what he was saying.

"Right. You guys pick it."

"There's a reason I have to."

The young man flipped through the soot of white ethnic costumes and said with a harsh eye.

"As we speak, you guys don't seem accommodating. Well, what are we gonna do?"

Tyrant puts the Great Sword in his back sheath and begins to "uhm".

"Go home. I have no grudges against you."

"But what if I told you we'd hunt the Demon of Heart?

"Indirectly Enemy"

"Haha, that's so refreshing. For the condolences of your people?

……

"Right. I hear you guys are overstewardship. I don't hate you."

Tyrant says lightly.

"But we also have a job as mercenaries. The Prince of Mooseg asked me to drop Saint Harris."

"... then that's it"

"Don't go to the capital of Heart Demon ahead," he said?

"That's right. We're ready, too. I'm going to the capital of our demon."

"So what are we going to do after that?

To Tyrant's suggestion, the silver-eyed youth showed a distressing bare gesture.

"That's fine. But be free for at least three days."

"Hmm, three days."

Now Tyrant does his hand to his jaw.

"Okay. I'll convince you so. If I can convince you now, I'll give you priority in the sunshine. Now there's no reason to be hostile."

"If only you could convince me properly."

"Words nasty"

Tyrant saw the young man laugh small on the tree.

"Oh, it's time for you to tell me your name. Earlier in the procedure, you did it alone?

"... [Raise]. Yeah, I did that."

"Raise. I knew you'd get somewhere under the name 'Lakka'?

"Enter"

"Raise is also a common name for the people of Lakka?

"You're a rude one.... but I'm not wrong. There are many in the people of Lakka whose names end in 'Z'"

"Oh, I see. Like maize?"

"That's right. Maize is my daughter's name. And my grandson's name is Liyes."

"Are you my grandson?"

"Not yet."

"Hmm?

"The people of Lakka will name the lives that will soon be born"

Youth - Rays says as he looks down at Tyrant from the tree.

Then I looked up and narrowed my eyes to the slightest daylight I could give you.

"The old Lakka people saw the future, too. So that's the custom."

"I see."

"I saw the future once, too"

"Seriously. What future?

"A sad future."

Reyes lowered his gaze again.

"My last child was crying"

……

"But not at all, it was a sad future. I could see her laughing."

"... right"

"She must be named Eyes."

"How do you know?

"That's how the person next to her used to move her mouth"

"Wow, that's a vague read lip, dude"

"Definitely. That kid's an Eyes."

Tyrant shrugs his shoulders to Rays, who I say with strange certainty.

"Well no. Well, that's what I'm gonna do."

"Oh."

The last child.

Tyrant didn't get excited about the word.

I saw Rays look sad and couldn't ask any more.

"See you in three days. I'm going to go back to my people and take control of Saint Teharis first. And then when the Prince of Mooseg comes, I'll convince him to wait three days."

"Okay."

"Do something good in the meantime."

"... are you good with that?

"Ah?"

Raise was asking strangely.

Tyrant looks up at the raises on the tree.

"It doesn't matter. If you want to do it, do it. I'm just a mercenary this time. I'm not so obsessed."

"Right."

"Well, if there's anything I can lend you this time..."

"What?"

"Right, let me tell you a little more about Lacuca later. Not until it's all over."

"... ok. That's about it."

"Okay, it's settled. Then we'll be back here in time. If you could see me at that distance, you'd know you're coming at your leisure, wouldn't you?

"Oh."

Looking at Rays' nod, Tyrant turned his heel back.

"You, what's your name?

and asks Tyrant as Raise remembered.

"Me? - I'm Tyrant-Rehar.

"Tyrant"

It's also called "God of War."

"That's a strong name."

Rays looked like he was having fun, and then he said happily.

"Remember, Tyrant"

"Oh."

"See you later, Tyrant"

"Whoa. You're safe too, Rays."

"I am a Lakka people. You can't beat Heart Demon."

"I know."

That's how they broke up.

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Tyrant then took control of Saint Teharis and persuaded the Mooseg side to make a three-day standby.

And three days later, under Tyrant comes information that the "Heart Demon" has collapsed.

"Oh, you did a good job."

That's what I thought, Tyrant, but even after a few days and visiting those woods again, Reyes didn't come.

After a few days I revisited it, Reyes still didn't show up.

"... well, there's a lot going on"

Just saying so, Tyrant headed to the next battlefield.

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Whether Tyrant and Rays have reunited will not be noted in the record.

The only people who know the answer to that question are the real people.

Or just someone who heard the story from them.

Maybe in the world after hundreds of years, there was a reunion of their factors.