I’m a Dullahan, Looking for My Head

"Hey, rest over there! Help me as soon as I breathe, okay? Right away, huh? It's not a forward gesture!

Scream to Sisty, who is likely to fall now, and make him run forward.

I flipped through the forest exit a few meters away.

Momentum the Adamantite sword and wait for the orgasm.

Then, late, the orga-king came out of the woods with a giant, twisted leaf.

"Goaaaaaaaaa!"

The orgasm turned its gaze toward me and shook down the stick while gaining momentum.

Of course I dodge backsteps.

The stick slams the ground as it is, and the wrapped stone debris strikes my armor.

What I'm talking about is a lot of power. Even Wyburn's bones are going to crush that blow.

There's a little crater where I was, and I turn up the dirt smoke.

I have confidence in my power as a Durahan, but I don't know if it will work, so I see how it goes. With all that running and momentum, you might even be pushed into your own power, which is proud of your power.

A loose orgasm lifts the stick and stares at this one.

Yellow reptile-like eyes remind me of wild beasts.

Wow, that's scary. When you can point something like a killer at a man-made demon, is it so powerful?

No, maybe I was just fine when Wyburn had purple flames for me.

Are you going to fight that...... Hmm? No, wait. The opponent is an orgy king, a superior individual of demons.

I hear that some of the top demonic individuals understand the human language. Not to mention Durahan, who is also a demon. Maybe if there's something going on between demons and this one asks for it, they'll leave.

"If, can you hear me? The orgy yee yee yee yee yee yee there!? That's dangerous!? All of a sudden you're swinging a stick!

The demons tried to walk away from each other, but they failed. He went horizontally for my helmet.

I hurriedly gave in and dodged it.

My helmet almost flew beautifully.

This demon is aimed precisely at a steeple of people.

"Goaaaaa!"

When I was poisoned in my heart, the orgy king shook down my stick.

I intercept with a sword against a stick that has swung up heavily.

A knocked down stick and an Adamantite sword collide.

A shock goes from the sword to the entire body, and the place where I stand is slightly submerged.

"Goaaaaa!?

Were you confident in your power, orgy king who was attacked and raised his voice to wolf.

We're not all for each other, but it doesn't look like I'm losing power unilaterally.

Nevertheless, if this were a human being, he'd be a mince. It's a far heavier shock than when you fought Lord Bear in the Devil's Forest. So much so that I say of Durahan, whose sturdy body is for sale. Have a lot of power.

... you can gently wield my sword, right?

We need to be careful not to be taken away from us. It won't be an august king or anything that wields a big sword made of Adamantite.

In the meantime, we need to buy time by pressing for attention not to go to Sisty. Maybe he won't be able to move yet.

Back to my thoughts, the orgasm gave me my left leg.

"Whoa!

My body is blown to an unexpected kick.

I roll down the ground holding the sword with my right hand and not holding my helmet down with my left hand.

Both are important things that should not be dropped. And it's a very troublesome substitute if you lose it.

cowardly such as using a kick in the foot during a duel!? I don't say a knight-like dialogue that

We're killing each other now. I'm not going to say I'm cowardly. They're demons.

I just didn't think he would kick me in the leg when the ogre king, the demon, was impending.

There was no force in it because it was a kick out of that position, and my body was nothing.

When I raised my gaze, the orgasm King approached me in pursuit.

"You're going to crush me!

I hurriedly threw myself out and dodged. Shit, I see a future where I get my sticks waved down in further pursuits like this.

In such a disadvantage, there is a brave Sisty voice from the rear.

"'Lightning' huh!

A piece of light that flew from the rear made a sound with a bee, approaching the orgasm and landing - he changed direction and hit my helmet directly.

A cheeky helmet flies out of my torso.

"……… ah!?

He finally did it. Ahhhhhhhhhh!

I had a bad feeling about it. He said he'd see the practice of lightning my helmet paintings and then blow my helmet off one day!

I was throwing myself out of balance due to a direct strike from Lightning.

I could have stomped on the weight of an orgasm, but I can't do the next stick.

And the stick of the orgy king approached and was struck by a shock like never before.

No, I've experienced this feeling before. It's like being hit by a truck in a previous life.

I make a blunt noise of metal coming into contact with something hard, and I blow.

"Duke!?

I can hear Sisty screaming sadly.

In the meantime, I'm rolling down the ground like a borough rag.

I'm so blown away by the weight of Durahan. If I were a normal person, I would be flying more. No, is your whole body bone or gut crushed to death before that?

But it's Durahan. Eating an orgasmic stick on the flank doesn't seem to kill you.

The momentum to roll down the ground stopped, and I was depressed, but my consciousness is still clear.

It doesn't seem like instant death.

Well, I don't even know how death for Durahan will welcome you in the first place, but I'll leave it now.

First, stay down and check your physical condition.

They slapped him on the flank, but his armor didn't snap or smash. Whether it's because of the undead or because his defense is too high, he doesn't seem to have any pain.

That's Durahan. He doesn't seem to be a body that knocks down as much as he takes a blow at an orgasm stick.

I'm glad that my body doesn't have any problems. Trouble.

I don't have a cheeky helmet on my body right now, and I don't have one on hand.

It would be strange as a human if you ate all that attack and stood up, and now if you stand up, a demon of all-body armor with no neck. Durahan finds out.

When that happens, it's over.

You will never be able to return to the King's Capital again.

Durahan is a dangerous undead. Once discovered, Crusade Quests are ordered in each Adventurer Alliance. So much so that in some cases the Knights are dispatched.

I'm Durahan, not human.

Once you're seen, you can't change clothes or dress up.

In that case, I will have to leave the king's capital so that I can escape.

It's because he looks like this. If you are human......

To avoid such a worst…….

Yes, if you pretend to be dead like this, you won't find out.

If only I could pretend to be dead like this and have an orgasm passing by.

- Then what happens to Sisty?

………………

Even now that I have plunged into the ground, I can see that the footsteps of the orgasm are approaching me step by step and beneath Sisty.

Because the neck and torso are not suitable for Sisty, it has not been discovered that there is no neck, but it is difficult to determine the current situation. As hard as it looks on the edge of my sight.

"Duke!? Duke!?"

Sisty keeps screaming my name desperately.

Do you think I'm dead because of my lightning?

It's like a tear.

I'm Durahan, so I'm alive. I can't say that, but if you're human, it's obviously a fatal blow. I wish I could put that guy down and just run away.

Sisty can't even be a good wizard to flatter.

You're a wizard, but you can't hit the magic at all at heart, and you don't have the strength to escape a cow. There's no speed. Unlike me, my body is poor.

He seems calm, but he's childish, he hates losing, he's a hard-worker.

She's such a girl everywhere.

If you take a blow like mine, you'll definitely die instantly.

"'Lightning' huh!" Lightning "heh!

It's like a Sisty scream, and some fierce voice echoes. He chose to fight, not run away.

"Goaaaaaaa!?

Thunder strikes and a bitter voice leaks from the orgasm.

Apparently, it's rare for Sisty, and the magic has hit him two times in a row.

A really lucky one. I can't believe it hits a pinch like this. Is that the result of the special training?

While the avant-garde has been lightly hit and is an absolutely deadly pinch, Sisty continues to fight without running away.

You don't have much physical ability.

I'm desperate to run around. He's unleashing magic on his opponent. I'm scratching my feet desperately to survive. Even though you have a choice to escape.

A wizard needs chanting to unleash magic.

Naturally, the wizard becomes defenseless in the meantime, a gap that is attacked by the enemy.

It is the avant-garde's role not to lean on the opponent to buy that time.

Now that it's gone, you need to chant your opponent's attack while traveling on your own feet.

I'm not a wizard, so I don't know. It seems pretty hard to chant as you travel and work out your magic.

In essence, the magic unleashed while letting Sisty's breath out, many of them unwinding the ground.

There's no way he could have overstepped the orgasmic attack in that state, and his opponent's waving stick captured Sisty's wand.

Because he was holding the cane apart, the shock spread and Sisty's body rolled down the meadow.

Is that a coincidence, rolling near me?

There was blood coming from Sisty's forehead, visible at the edge of his vision. I guess I cut it with a piece of cane or a stone on the ground.

I thought I passed out as it was, and Sisty's fingers moved pickly, opening her eyes snugly.

"…… I'm sorry. Duke…………."

Such words leak from Sisty's mouth.

What the hell was I thinking?

Because you're afraid of the orgy king, the mighty demon?

Because you don't want to find out that you're Durahan?

Because you were afraid the Adventurer Guild would chase you as a crusader?

Because you cared about yourself?

- No, it's not.

Because my dear companion didn't want Sisty to find out I was a monster and hate me.

Even the demons of a body with high physical abilities, the mind is human.

How ugly.

What a weakness.

Because of his weak heart, Sisty is still dying.

The mockery caged aug's stubborn voice approaches.

I'm sure he's still waving his stick up at the end of the day.

Durahan, so tell me what it is.

Even when I was in Japan, I died making the choice to save the girl of my own free will. Why are you turning away this time?

I'm not doing anything pathetic. Me!

My dear friends are dying!

When I realized it, my body moved naturally just as it did then.

Take the pattern of the great sword rolling right next to you and accept the stick that will be swung down.

"Goaaaaa!?

Adamantite's sword and Durahan's power made it easy to play the Auga stick.

It's the first time I've had full power as a Durahan, but you can afford as much power as an orgasm.

While feeling emotional, the bounced recoil lowers the orgasm to the rear.

"- What?... Duke? …… why………?

Sisty raises her voice as she squeezes out with her body lying on the ground.

"Duh, Duke!?... Ku, my neck!?

"... oh, I'm a demon. Durahan."

"…… Du, Durahan? Huh? Not human?

With Sisty's confused voice on her back, I move forward with the sword on my shoulders.

In a relaxed foothold.

I can't go back. But I don't regret it.

"Goaaaaaaa!"

Because of his confidence in his power, a retreating orga waves up a stick with his fierce voice.

Just like me, just beating it to the left with no moves or snags.

I take it lightly with my sword.

"Gaa!?

"If it's a competition of strength, then I'm confident, right?

Such an idiot!? throw a voice of provocation at an auga that opens its eyes to the wind that

Then Auga shook up the stick, second, third and fourth strikes.

Take the stick that hits your chest, shoulders, shoulders, and flanks by moving your sword.

An attack with no feints or moves with such power alone, I'm not afraid.

Plus, I'm better at power. I can put all my power into it than there is no longer any point in weighing myself.

And on my right arm, which was swung up only by the fifth blow, I let the sword, which I had swung through with my bare power, run.

Slashed up, he snaps and blows the right arm of the orgasm.

"Goaaaaaaaaa!?

Momentum erupts from his shoulders, blood erupts, and the ogre screams.

Rising and falling arms circle like lizard tails.

Ugh, that's disgusting.

It's a cute thing if it's about the tail, but it's disgusting when it comes to the arm size of an ogre.

How vital is it?

Return your gaze from your flashing arms and move forward.

There's an ogre who manages to get up, leaking a voice of pain.

Keep your right shoulder down with your left hand, but the blood won't stop.

It's a flimsy foothold, but it doesn't seem to be losing the light of your eyes.

I stare desperately at this one with my gory reptile eyes.

As I approached the sword with one hand, I shook my left hand up so that the orgasm would wield its final force.

If you lose your weapon, it's your nail, if you lose your nail, it's your corner, with your fangs.

He won't stop fighting until the end of the day.

Under such intuition, I waved my sword to the torso of the orgasm...