Isekai Shoukan wa Nidome Desu

63 Fantasy brothers and sisters

There's a sound of something being dragged out.

Tia, reacting to the sound, saw the blood blow out of Elka and Alize's body.

"Huh! Elka! Alize!"

Rarely, Tia roughs up her voice.

I try to rush over, but exercise is her least adept field.

I can't make it to the end of the day to hold the falling two, but instead Brad moved and held them together with his arms.

"Brad! The two of you!?"

"I see it now!

Brad is an all-purpose demon who also uses supportive magic.

Even so, I'm not a specialist, but his analytical magic made it easy to uncover how the two were doing.

"My muscles are a bump...... some built-in damage as well. Saving my heart is safe... ugh! This..."

Brad breathes as he shines the light of analysis on the two bodies.

Part of the brain, that's where they were both damaged.

Elka isn't that bad, but I can see Alize is visibly hurt.

(Now...)

Even in this world, a person's vital organ is the brain.

If it hurts there, it naturally doesn't come true to practice magic rather than body function.

Regardless of Elka, even if Alize's damage is healed by healing magic, she may still have sequelae.

Yes, Tia was also looking at their bodies when Brad was making his decision (...).

The demonic eye did not see the thread of Meruer, which had been pictured until earlier.

"Pulled...? If they do that."

"Ha... haha! Look at that!

Melure was laughing high.

She is standing firmly on two legs, drooling with dark magic.

The chest wounds are blocked, and no one would think Melure was injured, except for the blood on his mouth and the blood on his clothes.

"You... must have crushed the demon"

Brad asked as he put a high healing magic on both of them.

Those who have their demons crushed should be unable to practice their magic.

Even so, there is magic in Merle's body.

Brad didn't understand.

She was no longer distracted by the fact that she had more than two demons.

"Eh heh... I mean, we're being figured out the body (...). Dozens and dozens of drugs, and in my case, one more heart, one lung, and one more demon each. Isn't it amazing? It's already a monster."

She was laughing.

It was a crazy laugh, but somewhat sad, and spicy.

"Even this unique magic, we experimented with some research results and we survived it, so we got it. Really, it was the thought of dying. Oh, but is Kagelow natural? Well, no."

Melure talks as he manipulates the marionette yarn with that hand.

Brad and Tia were not less upset by the spectacular background released from her mouth.

"I don't want to think about what would have happened if Master Fuyuki hadn't picked it up. So I fight for that guy!

Melure hands on the ground.

Overflowing magic ran through the ground, completing one magic formation.

"Synthetic Beast (Kimyra) - Summons!

The ground rocks.

Tia shook her body unexpectedly.

It emerged from its magic formation, into the magic of a giant monster.

"I can't keep this in me! I have no choice but to use summoning magic like this! I rely on Winter Truth for management though!

The monster, known as Kimyra, was a creature whose lion's head, goat's torso, and snakes with poisonous fangs were tails, and other feathers and huge fangs growing from the belly, which could only be called a monster anymore because of its appearance.

Those forelegs are big enough to likely gently crush the Brads, and just touching them would make them incapable of fighting.

"But if I'm pushing the limit, I can manipulate this kid too."

Melure jumps up.

When she stood on Kimyra's head, she laid hands on it.

"The Perfetto Marionette Doll, a complete puppet of mine!

"GOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Kimyra raises a bitter roar.

The thread overflows from Melure's fingertips, and he dives into Kimyra's head.

At the same time, threads began to tangle in her body.

The yarn continues to increase in quantity and eventually Kimyra's head and her half body merge in a literal sense.

"I connected my brain directly to this child's nerves. This way, she can manipulate like my hands and feet."

"Huh! Avoid it!

"Ah."

Kimyra's arm is shaken.

approaching at an incredible speed that doesn't fit the size. It definitely managed to capture the tier.

But Brad flies with her and two injured people.

Off track faster than my arm was shaken off, but its impossible to avoid that wind pressure.

"Knock..."

They were slammed to the muddy ground.

The three are safe because Brad didn't let go of the hand he was holding, but he hits himself hard in the back and stuffs his breath.

"Ha ha! Oh, my God! Look... if you don't, you're gonna die, okay?

I see a flame in Kimyra's mouth.

Brad also breathed his tongue constantly.

That flame, from the intensity of the magic, would be more powerful than SS grade.

Even he can't easily prevent it.

"... I'll do it"

But there's a tier on the spot right now.

Tia stood up and started chanting.

"The only way to offset it... is this. A magnificent stream of water, grace, calamity, mother water of all sources, water of wearing, beating and crushing, now lend that power and shoot my enemies - -" The Roar of the Water God (Undineblast)! "

A huge magic formation forms over Tier's head.

At the same time that the flames of Kimyra are emitted, a torrent of water pops out of its magic formation.

The two that bumped into each other were offset in the air, turning up the blast.

"Knock..."

"Do it! But... you can shoot as many shots this way as you want!

"GOOOOOOOOOO!"

……

In Kimyra's mouth, the next flame had already accumulated.

Seeing that makes Tia look like she chewed up a bitter bug.

Exactly what streaks of water with all that chanting is that even with magic, the intervals will be too short to make it.

Still have to do it.

If we hit it once, we'll die instantly.

If Tia screws up, all four of them will die.

"Come on! How long can you stand..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"?... what?

When he tries to shoot the flame, all of a sudden, Meruer stops moving.

The movement slows down gradually from the point where the arm protrudes.

It's as if your body is solidifying and going--

"- - Hmm, it finally worked"

That's when Brad shrugged.

Rising with a shaken face, he lines up beside the tier and looks up at Kimyra.

"Hey, why... my body is... dull..."

"You'll barely be able to move anymore. I got anxious when you merged with this big fat ass, but it worked and it worked."

"? What the hell are you talking about?

In this, naturally only Brad understands everything.

Neither Merle, whose physical freedom had suddenly ceased to work, nor Tia, his companion, could understand this situation in any way.

"When I first struck you, I stabbed you with this knife."

It was the red knife that was removed.

It was a terribly beautiful knife that sucked blood and glowed red and black.

"This is a" blood clotting knife. "There's a special poison on this surface that seeps out with my magic, and I let it get into your body when it's unintentional."

Fluid drips from the knife.

It was a red liquid, but a lighter, brighter color than blood.

"This is the poison that solidifies blood like a stone. A small amount can only work to slow down the opponent's movement, but if you stick it deep, as you did earlier, and stab it in the center of your body, it will be easy to turn your whole body's blood into stone."

"Ah... ah..."

Merle was already losing comprehension of his words.

Kimyra, who had her as her command tower, completely stops moving and collapses without being able to support her body.

"Unfortunately, you were already packed. I don't think I can hear you anymore."

……

Melure can't talk anymore.

However, an eyeball that still moves only slightly captures the appearance of a united demonic conductor at the edge of his vision.

From a worn out exterior, one man was about to crawl out now.

The man's name is Lamel.

Merle now dying, no, the man I assumed was Armel's brother.

It's supposed to be a memory imprinted by magic, but even through this period, Ramel still had his gaze on the family pointed at Merle.

"Arme...... l"

He was worn out himself.

I guess the damage that Grain kicked me earlier is huge.

Even as she bleeds out of her mouth, Lamel calls her, her sister's name.

I wonder why that guy is turning such an eye.

I was fooling you, but I did terrible things.

Even my dearest Mr. Alize screwed up.

Why are you turning such a sweet eye?

My sister is an illusion, my family is such a hoax.

And yet, why?

Speaking of which...

Every day I spend with those people... it wasn't bad.

Oh, I wish I was my real sister.

Then I'm sure I didn't need this kind of power.

More - - - Like a normal girl - - -

Farewell, monster.

There was a statue of a girl on a collapsed chimaira reaching out as if looking for something.