It’s Sudden, but I Came to Another World! But I Hope to Live Safely

Slashing his torso deep won't kill him, he still switches his judgment that he has no choice but to aim for his head, letting go of his sword and jumping Duvleoli's head with his sheath at all costs.

With a sword, it ends with a amputation where it's magical.

That alone lacks a decision-maker for a guy with regenerative abilities, and thus switched to physical means.

A magical sheath blow, the sheath reinforced by the one now slightly distorted.

The shock did resonate with him with the magic.

The vast majority of the great demons so far have been wiped out by head destruction, this should have worked.

"Hey, Ru!

"- Huh!?

Duvreoli supported his retracted body with his right leg and kicked it straight to the ground.

I used it to step forward on my right leg, which I had only used on my enemies before.

What is the means of attack, both the right and left arms are severed.

Left leg, no, this is the head!

At the same time as the judgment, Duvreoli's head poke hits.

My consciousness flew away for a moment, speaking of which, it may be the first time in my life that I have received a decent head thrust.

My body twitched behind me, my brain swayed by the impact of a head poke.

The opponent is fighting with madness in his death, what a head poke to the point of a broken nose.

The sheath - the shock of the current head punch let it go.

Until you use your head!

Eat up your teeth enough to shred your back teeth and slap your floating feet to the ground.

Extend your arms and grab Duvreoli's clothes.

"Oh, no!

The head thrust in return for all its magic enhancements, and the impact on this one is equal, but I am prepared to punch this one in.

Duvreoli's "Pawn Mask" was destroyed and his eyes peek from behind it.

The fighting spirit behind his eyes hasn't run out yet, he can still fight.

No, don't fall asleep, where can I afford to see how they're doing?

We have already shown our readiness for each other, there is no need to think here.

Pull your arms back again and roll your head out again.

Even stronger, the momentum head thrust deeper into Duvreoli's face than earlier.

Duvleoli's butler clothes, which were gripping too much momentum, tear, and Duvleoli herself blows backwards, two and three turns and blows away.

But at some point his arms are regenerating.

Their clothes are enhanced by magic, so magic doesn't break easily.

Duvreoli devoted himself to regenerating his arms, knowing that he would receive two counterattacks.

Standing up with a slight glare, Duvreoli will struggle if we distance ourselves more than there is a lackluster here.

Then the means to take is melee combat again.

We didn't have time to pick up the sheath, and the sword was taken with him as he blew away.

Duvreoli jumps his left leg into the axis.

He's hiding himself from Lachra's gaze on me as a shield, willing to challenge me straight into battle.

The left arm sticks out, the most powerful of his arms is the left arm.

Jump that left arm forward and dodge, and at the same time slap his right arm in the face from above his left arm.

"I forgot to tell you, martial arts is Marya-sponsored!

It was not uncommon for a sword to break when I was aiming for and specially training a knight.

What I thought between ordering swords was extremely natural.

Sword, how do I fight when I have no weapon?

It was Marya who answered the question naturally.

Marya, Archbishop of Yugra and clergyman of 'Kill Anything'.

She taught me how to fight by bare hands.

An organism is an organism. Approximate motion can be inferred from its form.

There are exceptions, but the concept prevails mostly for organisms with clumps of form.

Duvreoli is also human, and the movement is superhuman but 'human'.

My gaze tells me that pulsations in all parts of my body teach me the next move to make.

That's by reacting intuitively before the opponent gives the move, it can give a reaction speed equal to that of a prefetch.

A fist hit that fully exploits the opponent's momentum, but that's not going to end either.

Slap your left fist on the nagging head, you will be immediately shot in the right fist of the counterattack, but you will receive it in your face before you put your head forward and your arm stretches out.

Slap your right fist again as you were preparing for your next action as it momentum.

Evade or kill the impact and put the blow in steadfastly.

Switch the attack to the empty torso if you feel signs of defense with your arms, lower your arms and strike out the side head again.

Duvreoli will also continue to fight back without losing, but they are all far from the blow of Kaishin.

Duvreoli, the Great Devil, is not skilled enough to beat each other up as a person, even if he excels in the way he fights using specificity.

Even if the fist you're receiving in this face right now would be a fist piercing an iron plate, it's none of my business.

Having completed my magic enhancement, it's not going to be a great deal of power for me.

My moves are too awkward to impart a shock to my magically enhanced head, although at the same time I try to do so by magic.

From the outside, it would look like a brawl, but the difference in the accumulation of damage is more than ten times wider.

It's not Duvreoli who doesn't realize that.

So the only way he can crack it is to make a stronger blow.

If you're going to make that blow in a stand-up, beating situation, it's...

"That's too much!

A slice of skin dodged the protruding large swing of his left arm, his cheeks cut off but he was able to handle it with minimal movement.

Use the rest of your spare time to grab its left arm with both hands and simultaneously pay its legs, then lift its body into space with its shoulders on its axis and slap it from its back to the ground.

Duvleoli, whose movement stops at a shock to his back he has never received before, this is the time to make up his mind.

I can magic my right arm with all my might, just like I did with the sword. No, more than that.

A big blow can only be worn by sealing the opponent's movement.

Mix the construction of purifying magic and further focus magic enhancement on the right fist.

Mother's move taught by Marya, the blow is comparable to that of a meteor.

Shortly before swinging his fist down, Duvreoli perceives the power of that blow and protects his head with both arms.

I know, I was reading that you would.

But this blow doesn't choose where to hit the shock.

I slapped my uniquely focused fist against Duvleoli's chest.

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An earthquake, therefore, brought the shock all the way here on the level.

It was the first martial arts that Ilias ever showed, but a cross counter or a raw boxer.

Besides, the last time I showed it was a rare move by Judo, wasn't it a mountain storm?

Then there was a strike that looked like a big move obviously.

Duvleoli does not move, Ilias stood up quietly and lowered to the rear to retrieve the sword.

And I turned my gaze to this one for a moment.

He seems to understand what 'I' is trying to do, too.

Well, I guess I didn't add up or subtract.

Head toward the purple Demon King Demon King who remains flat.

"That's it. Ilias, both names of Lachra abstain."

"- Huh?"

"Duvreoli would still be alive if the extinction had not begun, so the battle is not over. So I abstain."

That's how I separated the pieces of Ilias and Lachra into a corner of the table.

"What do you mean?"

"I would have just heard, to fulfill my promise to Duvreoli. The remaining pawns in" Me "are Mix, Ekdoyk, the Golden Demon King, Wolfe, and the" Me "pawns. We need to win this reading four times now in order to live up to our promise. These four times are your last chance."

"You mean that... you mean that!?

The purple demon king grows emotional and screams.

Duvleoli on the trump card is already just not dead and is not combatable, anyone here will win now.

But it's a little faster to abandon yourself.

"It makes sense. This is a battle between 'me' and you, 'me' and you who had powerful pawns against each other but really should compete. To beat you in the real sense is to beat you in 'me' myself."

"Me and... yours"

"I'll tell you what, 'I' will do everything in my power to guess the other four. I understand everything in your heart and I show it perfectly over you."

Yes, all to make this shape.

This is what 'I' was doing, whether the flow of battles was unfavourable or advantageous to this one.

Give the Purple Demon King every possible opportunity to read and win in all of it.

"He lost because he had a powerful companion," "I lost because my pawn was weak," I don't give him that fantasy.

"Come on, spin your head as hard as you can. You're the only one holding the chance to get 'me', 'me' I'll give it my all. I'll raise the value of 'me' to the end."

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Was his aim this from the beginning?

I was conscious of competing for the superiority and inferiority of pawns.

That's why I was relieved by the defeat of the enhanced Great Devil, including Duvreoli.

No, he's been fighting with me since the beginning.

It was a battle to see if I could catch him before each other ran out of pawns.

He said he was originally only going to bring on this occasion a man from the escort who named him 'Kim' and Ekdoyk.

Surely with both of them, Duvreoli would have been able to do it until he pulled my pawn out on the board, even if he couldn't defeat it.

Yes, it doesn't mean much to him to win or lose, even if it makes him happy to win.

No, it doesn't make any sense either.

It is also beneficial to the human world that he has been able to destroy the Great Demons beyond being a human position.

But he hasn't shown any interest in it.

It's only a matter of winning a battle with me.

This is a challenge from him, whether he shows his worth and I deserve it.

……

Fingers tremble, the only pawns left are the dying Duvreoli and my pawns.

He said four times, but there's a better chance than my pawn turning into two that there won't be winning or losing conditions or a single hit.

- No, he won't make that mistake.

Already at this stage, he kept putting out his pawns and insisting.

I can read your pawn placement, I understand your thoughts.

Four chances left, just four.

You have to read to him, but you can beat him?

"For the first time, Mix and Duvreoli pawns faced each other. Naturally, Mix abstains."

And so he laid another pawn on the edge of the table.

Three times left, wait. When did I put the pawn down?

You say you put the pawn down without thinking properly?

You have to think about it, you have to read behind it to beat him.

But how do I put it down?

He can read my placement, how am I supposed to outdo that?

"For the second time, Ekdoyk and Duvleoli, Ekdoyk abstain"

Two times left, half finished while I was thinking decently.

Not if you're thinking negative.

If he were to read my pawn placement, he would place it like this, if he took it backwards...

"Third time, Golden Demon King and Duvreoli, Golden Demon King abstain"

"Ah..."

There were two pieces left of him.

Now he can win against me at the same time as fulfilling his promise to Duvreoli in his next battle.

This will be the last reading.

How can he read my thoughts so pale!?

I turn my gaze to him, his black eyes keep looking at me quietly.

I have never been afraid of the eyes of the strong who said 'black', 'bea' or yugra before.

Even though I say so, I'm afraid I can't get these eyes to read everything about me right now.

He's pouring everything out just to beat me, that obsession is producing results now.

No, I'm betting everything, too.

You can bet everything on this one time, think about it, think about it.

All I have to do is understand what he thinks and read through it.

Reminds me of the pawn placement.

Was there any regularity in my previous placement or any factor in words, deeds or behaviors?

There may have been slight signs.

I guess he could read ahead from there.

Then now he understands I'm seriously going to read it.

What do we do to betray that prediction in that state?

- Yes, I had that hand.

Information I've never told him, you just have to think about it and base the placement on that thought.

You won't be able to decipher the information you've never analyzed with him when it comes out.

Think of information you haven't told him, memories, and the best place to place pawns from them.

Here, in this position, my pawn and his pawn will never face each other.

But not yet, we need to read his pawn placement next.

Think about him, where would he put it?

Narrow down to a single spot before thinking, thinking, and thinking.

Place the pawn, are you okay here?

It's okay, it's the answer I've derived with all my strength before.

You won't lose this.

- It's over.

"This one's over,"

Close the drawer at the same time.

And the pawn appeared on the board.

……

"Wolfe and Duvreoli's pawn faced each other. And 'I' and your pawn faced each other. That's the end of the fight."

No words.

Why, why, that's it?

I mean, this makes me his thing, and I can't rob him forever in the future, make his heart mine.

No, no, but it is.

His people are gathering around.

I am delighted with his victory.

I still, no, I don't have a pawn to beat him.

The Great Devils also defeated, my all-powerful thoughts also lost reading by the time they were completely skinless.

I don't have the means to beat him and get him anymore.

Neither can the promise be rebuffed at a time when there is a Golden Demon King as a bearer of battle.

There's nothing more, I've been proven ineligible to get him.

No, that's not true.

The battle is not over yet.

Yes, I still have the means left.

- I still have a way to get you.

He looks at me quietly when I squeal like that.

"Oh, I know. The power of cage communication, right?

Yes, I have, the last and greatest power I have as Demon King.

I promised not to use the power of the 'cage' in my battle with him.

I recognized that when he got it cheaply using that power, his value would go down.

But now his value is well proven, even if it is not matched by (...) me (...) only.

"You may be too much for me, but I still want you."

"It's too much to ask, but can I ask you a question first?

"... what is it?

"What would you do if the power of that 'cage' didn't work either?

It took a little while to understand what the question meant.

What if my power to 'cage' my opponent with absolute force doesn't work?

Didn't you hold up a battle with me to avoid that power in the first place?

"That's not possible. Your inner magic is so small that it doesn't have magical effects. I know you want to, but the power of my" cage "is..."

"Does it work by calling their names and calling their souls?"

"You heard it from" Gold, "didn't you? Yes, it is."

"Nothing. I'm not talking about 'me' magic, and I'm still asking you what you'd do if it didn't work. There's nothing left for you."

There's nothing left, he's right.

I have lived my life worthlessly and Yugra was given a second raw.

The power of this' cage 'is the only symbol of me given in living a new life.

Duvleoli has also been defeated. Now there is no other means of getting him than this.

Assuming that's the case - no, there can't be.

I've already confirmed his name.

The name he names his people matches the name he named me.

There is no possibility that you named a pseudonym against me.

If the name doesn't even sound wrong that it would be the people of Yugra's stars, it will work.

Only Yugra herself can prevent this.

"Yes, there's nothing left, is there? Then I can give up on rejection. Well, with all this power, it leaves a legacy that you can't get. In the end I'm just a demon king spoiled by Yugra's power, but still good. Whether I'm worth it or not, it doesn't change your value to me."

He stops his surrounding companions from trying to come forward.

"Then this is the final battle, the Purple Demon King. Your last power, the power of the cage, I'll break it."

He's serious about breaking it, but he doesn't have that power.

His eyes are no longer cloudy, eyes seeping through his readiness when he sets up a battle against me.

Oh, yeah, I want to keep showing up in these eyes of his.

For the first time I really wanted, I sincerely wished, to make him - his heart...

I can't get my heart anymore, that's very hard.

But still, it's better than not getting it, much better.

"Yes, then do as you wish."

Breathe in, this force is one that has been used many times.

Just a little consciousness is good, that alone makes what I call my name a faithful pawn to my orders.

For a moment, my readiness shook, but still I let go of my words.

[Sutwichirou, be mine]

I used the power of Cage Liaison on him.

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A little silence comes.

The Elias behind them look worried 'me'.

The purple demon king did say his name.

But...

"Too bad, 'I' won't be yours"

In that one word, everything about her collapsed.

The power of "cage communication" did not apply to "me."

"Damn............ Impossible, Impossible!? I did use my powers, and I got a good confirmation of your name, it activated!?

Wolf, confused purple demon king.

To make her give up 'me', which for the most part would not give up, it was necessary to beat all the acts she could take.

That's why the Purple Demon King needed to have a psychological battle and compete on par with herself.

The concern is that Ilias declared that he would put a stop to it depending on the degree of comprehension behavior.

The stop would have hung if we had done everything we could to understand, as usual.

If I acted with all my strength to understand, I could do the same thing now, but I was also lucky enough to proceed without being stopped by Ilyas.

It's close to imitating a mentalist, but I can't possibly read through the pawn placement on a boulder nine times in a row.

Actually, I noticed it during the first pawn placement.

that its breasts are shaking in that direction when the purple demon king positions the pawn.

No, it's not the bottom line, I just noticed if I was sharpening my nerves to get a little more information.

Other slight vibrations in the position of the pawn were also transmitted when the palm was gently attached to the drawer.

She is not a biological contender, there were many factors that could be read besides thought.

Dada wasn't extremely entertaining Mahjong on Earth, because of the advantages I realized, I let him use it.

Thanks to this I was able to act in a lot of spiritual spare time.

It's a bit of a cheat about the parchment I showed the purple demon king, in fact I still have the same paper everywhere in my clothes pocket.

When the corresponding pawn line is realized by filling in multiple patterns, the paper is given.

So the other party illusioned that this one excelled in the foresight.

I didn't use the same story because it was possible that Balagwelyn was listening to it by ear.

I used 'me' pawns in a row, or I used to rock them from time to time, to make people assume that this one was really reading all of their thoughts.

Regardless, comprehension actions had been taken.

I had read the psyche so that the purple demon king wouldn't run to Squid Sama or notice this placement reading, and it was rocking accurately.

I tried to keep him thinking that he was only reading and losing.

If you fought and defeated with all your might, it was also within your assumptions to rely on the power of the 'cage' because of the character of the purple demon king.

She also thought that human beings would reach out if there was only one thing to look at.

If this were Ilias, she would have honestly given up, but she understood greed would prevail over cleanliness.

The Purple Demon King is now completely stuffed with more than all of that has been lost.

Then Elias came out to the side there.

"I believed you because you told me to... but you really seem to have broken it"

"Sort of."

"What the hell did you do? Sure, now the Purple Demon King has called your name."

……

"Why are you looking away, now you have a burden?

Mr. Ilias is likely to say something joking about winning the next fight with his head, but only at times like this does he have a good nose.

"Yea, Nanimo"

"I thought I told you no secrets, don't you have an obstacle in explaining them in that way?

"... don't you get angry?

"Depends on the content."

"I want to remain silent"

Rejected.

I've already seen the people behind me say, "You're messing with something," too.

Well, where the story cleared up, there's nothing I can do.

"... a pen name"

"What?"

"Sutwichirou is the pen name I used on my late night radio show, in short, it's a pseudonym."

"... Ha!?

They were all stunningly surprised.

By the way, he was an enthusiastic postcard maker on Earth.

I've been saddled with an email maker lately.

Should I say handle in that sense?

"Wait, wait, you would have named yourself in front of Marya, if that was a lie -"

"No, the pen name is a fine name too, that's what I called it in this world to go through with the pen name."

I stopped using names given to me by unfriendly parents to insulate me a long time ago.

I have also changed my name so much that my name is almost rare.

In other worlds, it's up to me to take charge of Gen and live in the name of the postcard maker who was a good uke there.

I guess that's what scratched Marya's lie discovery.

No, I don't think there's any such thing as the power of "cage communication."

But it was because of this that the battle was held up, because without the means to disable the power of the Purple Demon King's Cage Liaison, if she reneged on her promise, that would be the end of it.

"You mean you've been hiding your real name from all of us?

"Whoa!"

"... it's a sermon when I get home"

I was still not forgiven.