I Favor the Villainess

"Are you...?

Master Claire stared at the Demons with a harsh face.

The Demons frowned a little,

"I thought you were a former nobleman. When you asked people for names, they didn't tell you to name them first?

As he sits on the rock, the Demons tell him to shrug.

Lady Claire replied with a thin smile, not releasing her vigilance.

"I'm sorry about this. I am Claire-François. As I said, I am a former nobleman of the Kingdom of Bauer."

"Hmm, was it still you? I'm Aristotle. Unlike humans, they don't have family names. General of the Demon Clan - one of the three great demons."

The demons, who named themselves Aristotle, slowly rose to the rocks that way.

I don't know if I can say the stored mustache - but I'm loosening my gaze towards this one as I stroke it.

I don't know much about the Demons.

Even I, with my original knowledge, don't know so much about the Demons.

The existence of the Demonic Nation, whether unmarked or Revolili, is explicit, but there are no actual occasions to encounter it.

Even in the set data set, the Demons are drawn in their own territory - further east of the Nah Empire - that the Nah Empire has been in contention with the Demons for years, that demons are under the control of the Demons - only to that extent has been touched.

I never even heard of the Three Demons or anything like that.

However, by its name, it is difficult to know that it is a leading member of the Demonic Nation.

It's not just a Mob Demon clan.

Isn't this a little dangerous?

"Thank you for saying hello. So, Mr. Aristotle. What can I do for you?

"Hmm...... No, one thing, I came nearby under my orders, but it's what I saw as a human being. I thought I'd finish my job."

Aristotle walks over here in a relaxed foothold.

At first glance, it looks full of gaps.

But I couldn't decide if I could get my hands on this one.

"It's your job. That's tough. By the way, may I ask what it's all about?

"What, it's no big deal. Claire-François. Do me a favor."

"To me?

"Um. Let's be frank, Claire. You..."

Aristotle laughed.

"Will you die for a second?

"Dear Claire!

I let Lady Claire slip under my feet.

Master Claire's body falls into the ground.

There was a black flash just above it.

"Oh, well avoided."

"You...!

When I returned to the ground, Lady Claire, with her face, looked abhorrently at Aristotle.

Aristotle looks cool.

What's that... magic?

It was a move I had never even seen.

"Claire, run, Masyo!

"This number is unfavourable to demonic opponents!

Frieda and Filine propose to withdraw orally.

I agree.

"Yeah, I'd love to, too. But he doesn't seem to be willing to forgive me, does he?

"I suppose you're right. Well, run if you want to. Because sooner or later, humans die."

"I'll tell you. But I don't think it's going to be that easy!

Master Claire put on a flaming spear.

That's twice as many as I released to Cerberus earlier, up to ten. That kills Aristotle.

"That's a prank."

Aristotle didn't even try to avoid it.

Every flaming spear lands on its body.

"Oh no..."

Master Claire's dismal voice echoes.

Aristotle didn't have one scratch on her.

"It's impossible to hurt me with such inferior magic. Get fucked up."

As Aristotle waved horizontally, bullets like condensed darkness popped out to Master Claire.

"I won't let you!

I built a dirt wall in front of Master Claire.

But...

"I told you it was a prank"

Blackbullets penetrated the barrier and struck Master Claire, shattering the dirt barrier.

"Ha!"

Shortly before he hit Master Claire, Frieda slapped down all of that with a sword.

"Well, do you want to prevent it now? I don't know how to do that."

"That's dowmo!

Frieda waved her magical sword down in a hanging as she instantly stuffed her intercession with the Demon Clan with boosted leg power.

"Hmm, that sounds a little painful"

Aristotle pulled his body one step and avoided the sword.

There,

"Earth Fang!"

My earthly attribute intermediate attack magic pinched Aristotle's foot.

Now I can't move.

"I got it, Dace."

The sword that Frieda shook down was now swung upside down.

Now it's time -!

"What!?

"That's a shame. But not yet."

Frieda's sword had been taken with long stretched Aristotle claws.

"Do you also use intermediate magic for blessed weapons? Then I'll be a little serious, too."

With that said, Aristotle stepped on the stone tiger pinch unconstitutionally and crushed it.

Is this even intermediate magic?

"I'm going from the top. Take it if you can."

Aristotle wielded her right arm.

Frieda tries to take it with her sword.

"No, Frieda! Avoid!"

I had a fiercely unpleasant feeling, and I was screaming like that.

Frieda turned defensive action into evasive action on the verge.

"Oh..., lying deshaw...?

The body avoided, but Frieda's sword, which could not be pulled off, had been turned into two truths.

That nail seems to mean it has more cleavage than a magical Frieda sword.

"Frieda, back off!

To Master Claire's sharp voice, Frieda jumped back.

Immediately thereafter,

"Light!

Lady Claire's magic ray, already in the firing position, strikes Aristotle.

However,

"Hmm."

Aristotle also strikes out a dark flash, offsetting it.

Light and darkness often crossed each other before vanishing against each other.

"Even magic rays can't be finished..."

Lady Claire bit her lip in remorse.

Even though this one is worn out by demonic extermination, Aristotle's strength is real.

I'm not a very winnable opponent in my current state.

"I'll hold back! Withdraw in the meantime."

"I won't let you."

Blocked my words, Aristotle poked his hand into the sky.

The darkness swelled around him.

Shock that runs right after.

- I had consciousness flying for a few seconds.

When I noticed, the area was shredded in a rink, as if something had exploded.

Frieda, I saw Filine fall down.

The two of them are trying to get up, but they seem to have deep wounds.

"Dear Claire!

"Knock..."

There was Aristotle in front of Lady Claire on her knees.

Lady Claire stares at her temperament, but Aristotle doesn't mind.

"It's over, Claire-François. doom, all (...) of (...) former (...) fiend (...)"

My nails swung down looked terribly slow.

I'm an idiot.

The Demons were an air setup in the game, so you thought you wouldn't run into them.

Even though the splendid act of aggression against human society called demons persisted for a long time.

Was it a lie when you came to the Empire that you swore that you would expel every danger?

Still trying to thank you, trying to activate the Coquitos with the rest of the magic in agony, but very much not in time!

Something bounced Aristotle's nails off when it was all about to end.

"I won't let you!

I broke in between them, I saw a little shadow.

"You..."

"Oh, it's been a while, Master Claire"

The figure, with a dagger shining in his hands, was dressed in monastic clothing.

Beneath the flipping wimples, silver hair and red eyes.

I looked like that person.

"Dear Lily!

That's right.

It was former Cardinal Lillie-Lillium who saved Lady Claire at your place.