Instant Messiah

I ran for a run and came all the way out of Sriza.

When this happens, there are only trees in the shield anymore.

... but I couldn't get into the boulder until the beasts, who had nothing to do with it, so I stupidly came here... to the detriment of myself.

"... hey. I'll undo the cluttered fish."

If you run any further, you run out of stamina to move to counterattack. My flesh is not so muscular. [M]

Footsteps doing gravel-laden ground, voice echoes, and bone smudges on the opponent.

Wind flow. Movement of heat sources.

From that information, in a position I can definitely avoid if it's ever witchcraft, I'll keep my back to the Rogue and wait.

"Until twice... even humans were there to avoid. But I haven't been there more than three times."

Until now, and.

Slightly more remorse is conveyed...... thanks for the kind of voice you are genuinely saying, Rogue goes on.

"You... thank you, I don't feel like I'm dealing with humans..."

I hear a slight slip of foot, and this one takes a step further with it.

I heard a tongue pounding.

"That's it. You, what do you see and what are you asking...?

…………

"... human, human. Something's different... Until now, obviously, I think my opponent was human..."

…………

"Something's happening right now, I feel like I'm getting rid of the monster...!

At the moment that word is over, tension runs in the other's muscles, according to the timing of coming forward.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

- I screamed.

Tan, Tata, Tan Tata, Tan.

This is the respiratory rhythm for his magic activation.

My madness made my rhythm crazy...... but no.

If I go now, pull out Mr. Eva's knife... no, it won't even reach the point of discussion.

Don't turn around, run in the direction of escape, run, come on, come on, hey, no!

Pimp, and jump to the side to avoid.

Stand up and rush out in a rolling momentum, not defying a collapsed position, as the already familiar, unfamiliar, murderous flame captures the left toe blushing and flying at the edge of your eyes.

"Frogs or Temehe!

A frustrating voice and a sense of coming after me again.

This one is better, the sight is advantageous. He can't use visually assisted magic -!

- It's like a running cannon. I didn't name Dada Salia's messenger.

Yeah. Not at all. I can't stop having twelve of those dudes. Even though I'm not a fleshman!

- A magician with proximity skills is a pain in the ass.

- What do you have to watch out for when you fight someone like that -?

... all first-moves to fight an opponent close in distance.

It's better to keep ahead, and whoa, it's dangerous, uh, if you're a magician, naturally, a shortened chant -

- Oh, yeah. But in his case, breathing is the key. But if that's all, it's no big deal.

... if it's powerful, if it's a creature, if it's his flame that burns it down, no matter if it's inorganic, it's absolutely indefensible magic, no, maybe a magician can handle it, but I can't...

- I mean, it's hard to get close to taking a first hand. Then...?

"When, till, oh..., yawning, around... hey Yee!

- Rhythm is, tanta, tanta, tanta, un, tanta.

That's a long time. Big guy's coming.

Master Tia, I'm sorry, I'm protecting you!

- Mm-hmm. Big time.

- Fuwa, and the moment I thought I felt the unnaturally gentle breeze on my back, in a world where the flow of time slowed down, I flew low to crawl to the ground, and lay low.

... open your mouth and block your ears before the sound of an explosion that rocks your eardrum and rocks your eardrum.

When Dear Tia was furious before, I had already learned that if I didn't do this at a time like this, my ears would go crazy and flutter.

From heel to flatulence to buttocks, the hot air crawls up my body like a lick, and blows up like my body soaked up in that direction.

Moments when you are turning away from control from gravity and savoring an unnatural lag.

"Die, you wobbly bastard!

For a moment, an angry-burning Rogue and a gaze intertwine.

A ball of flame that looks bigger than my height against me floating defenselessly in a dumb outfit in the air, straight towards me -!

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Around that time.

Alice Klux, in the corner of the town of Sriza, had just finally reached her destination.

... It was worth running around and getting some info until I knocked down a few people, and I finally figured out where Bolt was.

The entrance to one of the taverns...... I feel signs of someone as I kick open the door there that was already closed and head back.

... Found it.

It doesn't look good in the dark, but you can't possibly mistake that kid for yourself. It's been a long time, but we've almost reunited, but we've met safely.

Running over, Bolt looked up at me, not just tied his limbs, but bitten and roaring to the ape.

It would have been hard being held in captivity the whole time. It's okay, because your sister will help you now -!

…… Whoa, whoa, whoa!

He slumped down the monkey claw placed on his mouth and also removed a chunk of cloth from his mouth.

Do something abusive. If you had swallowed it, in case your discovery was delayed -!

I imagined that and had goosebumps trying to say something to me with the bolt stuck in my feathers, but my jaw was tired or I couldn't speak well.

"Calm down. Now, I'll set your hands and feet free, too, so then."

"Hi...... ugh"

"Huh?"

Desperately, my younger brother, waving his head in tears, didn't know what he was trying to say, and accidentally stopped his hand cutting the rope and listened back.

"Hey, hey, hey!

... hey, with a float?

"Rubbish! This is a trap!

I guess my tongue finally started spinning, the moment I heard a clear bolt pronunciation.

"Nice to meet you. Well, I think I pulled a hassle."

"Nah......! Damn!"

It doesn't matter who it is. What I'm going to do is take Bolt and run away.

Turning around, he threw a throwing knife with a blade painted black so that the track could not be seen in the dark, but no one was already in the place where his voice spoke.

As you circle your gaze over where you've been, at the same time you hear the knife you just threw hit the wall.

"You're a grandmother, I can't tell you about people."

Suddenly they whisper that right next to me... not even ten centimeters away from my ear, and I fly off unexpectedly, but it's a failure.

I got a distance from the bolt.

I tried to rush over, but naturally you recognize this one as a weakness over there, holding this one in sight, and the woman, slowly, walks over to the bolt.

The guy has shown us holding the bolt still tied up sideways and wrapping his thin fingers around its neck.

"You can't move. I'm sorry for the cliché, but... if your brother's important."

"... coward!

"Ugh... Gu"

Without even responding to that word, Soitz seems to have strengthened the power of the finger on Bolt's neck, and realizes that it is impossible to make him curse any more.

"... you seem to have figured out your position. Well... I said hassle, but even you. It's okay that you're here to get this kid back, Diabolo officials, right? You and this kid are like the same kind of beasts... if the information is correct, sister brother, is that okay?"

……

Without responding, I show him how to try to strangle him again, and he stops in a hurry.

"Stop! Let go of that kid!

"Then answer the Atashi question properly, okay? I don't care if you live or die."

... Goddamn it, this, human or something.

I can't believe I'm being taken by a human being!

"Then I'll ask. I wonder if I should recognize Nine as one of your people. First of all, I want to be clear here."

"... who, that guy..."

…… Yeah. Well, you seem to know. Then next time. Can he use magic or something?

"... and I don't know"

"Gu!"

"No, stop it! I really don't know! At least he said he couldn't use it himself!

"Okey, then next. Who is he? You mean, which one showed up?

……

"Why did the Princess of Diabolo bring in a human being? The human hatred of the 'infinite' lady sounded like a sound."

"I don't know. Just..."

"Just?"

"I hear you're from First Lost."

"... what?

"Ha... you can't possibly know that, can you?

"Oh, 'cause First Lost, you know? Really?"

"... Yep"

As soon as he heard the word, the woman in front of him opened her mouth like an abalone.

It's like hearing the impossible... No, I didn't even know there was a survivor in Nile Village until he arrived.

"Oh, my God, it's getting hard. By the way, what's your look like? I'll even hear from your mouth."

The woman continues as if she had distracted herself, scratching her head.

"... brunette, about your height. When I say it at human age...... I think it's about twenty years too old. With the middle back of the middle meat...... my eyes were also black. It's black, disgusting eyes."

"To the dark eye, brunette no... Abyss also said, yeah, Maasa... Torah's only had a daughter, and no way, Mr. Harvest and this kid? He wasn't that big of a kid..."

……

After taking my word for it, I think I leaned over and suddenly I see the woman whining about something I don't know well about bumps, and I float my center of gravity a little bit.

Whenever I could get a gap to retrieve the bolt, I would try to jump on it, but the hair on my tail accidentally turned upside down because I had pointed my face at this one.

"Things have changed. You guys need to hang out a little bit."

――

I thought you said that, and the woman reached this way...

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I think I heard the voice of God when I was ten years old or there.

When my voice suddenly sounded in my head, I was frightened by the pattern that I might have gone crazy... but it was a very simple reminder that I made it so.

"Hope, burn it down".

... The first person I saw was the Golden Deceased.

It's just good on the outside, and while I'm at it, all I can think about is a money-making arithmetic.

Only to let his eldest son inherit the house, but a man and woman who had a strangely spoiled habit and had no interest in his brother were the first to kill him.

I learned the letters because the samurai was pitying Soytz. He was a pathetic hungry man who couldn't help but write his own name.

Instead, without that woman, he might not even have been able to speak the language. In that big house, she was the only one who talked to him.

The men and women who were murdered were like synonymous with an uprooted greedy aristocrat who got a title in gold, with no character, even if there was storage.

The cry and smell when I burned him is perfectly refreshing, even now I remember.

Here's the man's will. "To the habit of failure," he said.

You're the one who failed.

The woman's will was particularly laughable. "This, no one".

You're the one who made it inhuman.

Even at the end of the day, grudges. I didn't even have a word against my oldest son, who was adorable, like a fitting death.

So I killed their oldest son, too, to guess.

... I knew it. I knew it was a wrongdoer, who had been called to a party every night, who had been seeded by a man who didn't know who he was.

I also knew I didn't want to break the "Made Family Portrait" for the outside world.

I knew you were pointing that outrage at me.

And that's why I'm justified in getting retaliation for it.

I heard later that you were building an orphanage to take care of the hungry ghosts who killed your parents.

It's none of my business. You made me feel so miserable, you deserve to die.

The memorial article on the other side made me laugh.

There's a line of vernacular words that make Hara twist, "Tragedy! The unrewarded death of a good man! What is it?

I laughed so much that I was dying.

... Was it the first time you went to war when you were fourteen?

Since I burned down that shithole house and ran out of properly collected money, I haven't eaten anything about the chimps.

Soon you'll be a mountain general in a slum like a garbage dump... and watching the rich looking Osama burn out you forgot about for the first time, thinking that with this power you might even be able to look for a better way to live, so it's the mercenaries you chose.

I didn't know the right or left, but I still killed many, and many. I survived all battlefields.

I was able to meet more trustworthy partners than human beings.

And after being picked up by both Salian boys who heard rumors on the battlefield, they got a life that was not indissoluble in rice or gold.

Don't pollute the apostle and his sign. There was some kind of nuisance, but it was a murmur.

... I could meet Lily, too.

A good life.

It's a smooth sail...

- The smoke that was coming up is clearing up.

I thought I killed him.

... Among the enemies I've dealt with so far, among others, if he's a good reflex nerve, there was one who avoids his own flames.

but no one could avoid even the Demons.

The flying races are a little troublesome, but the others let them escape in the direction they led, and later beat the magic into the place where they fell apart and had their center of gravity.

That's all I've done.

- But what the hell is he?

When I think I stared at you with that disgust, I avoid it at a demonic time as if my thoughts were being read.

All the faints had been cut off.

No way, I tried several times, but apparently the timing of this sorcery activation... they've cut it off until it starts.

... my magic, made up of the rhythm of breathing.

It's just not something that keeps the opponent from seeing the timing of the magic activation. 'Salia's Gift', which can be used by no one else, incorporates into the ritual the act of saying that life requires breathing as an alternative to chanting and as a result activates witchcraft faster and more efficiently than chanting. Just one magic trick in my special world.

... my life is perfect. So is my witchcraft.

I don't like him. I'll burn him with this flame and keep kicking him.

There's no one I can interrupt.

Even now, it's supposed to be. Now it's time to kill him. If I think I'm going to die, it's in the law that I should die -!

"Uh, when... I thought I was going to die"

Well, it should be.

"Why is Temehe still alive...!

After the smoke cleared, I couldn't even call myself just a human being at the earliest...... the monster was there with a flat face and five bodies satisfied.

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"Oh no... why is this garbage still alive!

"Isn't it because it's non-combustible garbage?

"Smooth, you son of a bitch!

Avoid the flames that have flown in at the right time to say it or not, again.

... dirty, but Rogue is still calm.

He noticed that this one was moving by reading his opponent's timing, trying to narrow my escape, spreading his gaze on all sides and holding him back.

... If it's the foundation of a psychological battle, wouldn't it be better for me?

Hey, Rogue?

Let me see what you got, huh?

"Mr. Rogue... you said it"

"Oh!?

"Why are you talking so badly? You're gonna find out about Ollie, aren't you?

"What the...!?

"Are you not born well? You don't grow up well? I wonder which one."

"... to me, do you have a fight or cancer? Cora!

Also, the flames flew... but my aim was disturbed.

Besides, there's nothing special about breathing. Besides breathing, are there activation conditions?

"I wonder if she's a child my mom didn't love. Look, with those eyes. I feel like I hate all kinds of things in the world, huh?

……

No reply. More blinks.

"Why don't you even suck on my tits? It might calm you down a little bit, huh? Sorry your milk didn't come out......!

Yabe.

Heat source sensing from left arm.

Evacuate, evacuate.

The moment you notice an unnatural vibration from your feet, you don't even have time to see the earliest timing of activation, and you run forward with all your might, he said.

A blast hit my back. Over there, I ate a little.

Gaze your left arm into the eye with an eye-opening Rogue in a swinging position from bottom to top.

... Not enough confusion yet. Should I rock some more?

"What?"

"Why was it avoided? Don't tell me."

"Mine."

"Are you reading through my magic? Don't tell me."

"... hi"

"Don't imitate people? Hey, it's fun."

……

"You can't use psychic magic. I couldn't learn magic in the first place. Unlike you, my boy."

……

"Bingo? Sounds like you were born pretty good. Why did you grow up to be such a rough kid, uh-huh!

I was sneaking up, avoiding hot balls from the top.

This isn't how much I'd owe Tia if I'd prevented it all from happening.

That said, I just ran away, so I knew I was at a disadvantage, and when I realized it, I was carrying the dirt.

It's inevitable to fly, such a position.

I open my mouth with an excessive taste of the burning smell of insects and animals caught up with the trees of the woods and the heat of searing my skin, consisting of a blazing flame.

"Hey, Mr. Rogue. You don't have to be so scared. Fun thing, you had a drink in your life, didn't you?

"Live easy."

"What happened to your brother?

"Did you have any friends at school?

"What, you haven't been through it? You can't even learn how to speak."

"... to the war, it feels like you've thrown yourself in and lived?

"Don't you have a favorite food or something? Something spicy or something? What about fruit? What about vegetables? One way or the other, meat pie, after all? Right."

"Smoke or something? I'm a little bad at it. Alcohol is milked to the point of sobriety."

"Who has good eyesight? I guess it's a crowd from what I've seen. That's where the motion vision is. Well, even if you're an apostle, you're not very good at it."

"What impression do you have of the Demons? Do you have a sense of preconceived notions about that?

"Are you interested in getting married? I don't know which one I prefer."

... and more.

... I asked you a lot, Rogue, who stares at this one without figuring it out.

The answer, it's all silent.

... but when I say apostolate, it's only one creature with a spirit.

A little, more than human. That's just it.

These words include sight, center of gravity, body temperature, muscle tone, breathing… but sweating, and much more.

It reacts with various signs.

End of information gathering.

"... is the chat over? Are you done with this?

…………

"Not this time. Like earlier, say something. Because I'm gonna ask you."

Also, he's carving a little rhythm. I'm always asking for magic so I can get the biggest flame out...

If I get a direct hit from this by a boulder, I'm not going to die.

"Don't you want a will? Already... dying?

…………

"... at all, creepy guy"

It was.

Yes, at the same time as tightening the words, just before activating the magic.

"Your precious woman is in your custody."

"Ha"

There's a gap.

With images slipping into blanks of consciousness, fluttering, and falling, one step.

With the image of not weighing on the ground, just crushing the distance from the enemy, two steps...... and at the same time removing the knife from the sheath with your left hand.

The moment Rogue's consciousness returns to normal, he intends to stagnate that muscle tension, on his legs, falling, blowing!

The thighs... were avoided, but not the tibia... though.

Nail tip.

The shoe was pierced and a blade arrived slightly at the fingertips.

Roll with the momentum as it is and distance again. Now we have as many escapes as we can get.

Later, we just survive until the poison turns to him.

"A magician with proximity skills is a pain in the ass. When you fight someone like that, what do you have to watch out for?

Fighting an opponent close in distance is all about first moves.

If it is better to keep ahead and win and be a magician, then naturally aim for a slight gap in the shortened chant.

However, he is a little too powerful for the magnitude of witchcraft compared to the gap.

'I mean, it's hard to get close to taking a first hand. Then -'

- Then only invite the upset of the other.

The backbone of him is, I took a peek. Well, it's evil. I'm surprised, too. Wasn't the apostle on the side of justice? You're not just like Mr. Abyss.

But well, it was worth the hot one-sided talk across the street from a painful man.

She's probably the one who's got his back now. He hit the reading, and he reacted to me in a big way.

Even if you know my words are lies, I guess someone you don't know is important to Rogue Kyun enough to create a blank moment of consciousness. Oh convenient.

... Okay, well. He'll be dead by now.

Are these the apostles? Strong enemy, but easy win.

Guys, let's dedicate ourselves, Dear Tia. Why don't I spit on you and the fucking god who hurt you?

That's how I pile up countless bodies.

I'm going to the paradise that you and I have in mind.

――

A strange chill runs through his neck muscles, and when he crouches aggressively, the fireball passes as he scorches the top of his hair.

It was a complete hunch, but that saved me.

I hear that the knife Eva gave me is a terribly powerful one that invades the nerve of the person who scratched even a slice of skin and immediately deprives her of her body of freedom.

Still, the attack is here, to say......

"With these scratches... I just wanted to show you my back. Ah, poisoned. Unfortunately, it doesn't work for me."

He's not dead. Seriously.

That Ponkotsu Elf, you let him grab the defective product while you said it sounded great?

"Honey... you've been a delightful maniac, huh? Don't die easy wo......!?

- No, I'm not. Because the Apostle is no longer a normal human being.

Especially due to the magic of manipulating heat, even poisons that work for normal organisms affect the folding of proteins.

I don't know, but you mean the poison doesn't work anyway.

I don't know what to do, I'm already...

In the first place, I guess it was a failure to die and show you to live back.

No, at this meeting of the Beastmen, I couldn't help but ask him to be alarmed because it was definitely his fault.

In the meantime, I think it's a good idea to say it's a success if it survives.

... does Master Tia seem to be able to defeat you? I've thought about it in that direction because I ask, but why should I defeat him?

Even Eva told me to run, whether or not I could get away with it.

Okay, well, seriously, I was just worried about what to do.

A presence appeared that would blow the troubles away.