Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi (30-dai) no Slow na Second Life

Brave Esterica.

The name was known about three or forty years ago, not very long ago.

Though officially appointed brave by the Center Guild, its tenure is less than five years.

It was too short compared to the period during which his successor, Aranzil, served as a brave man, but still very standard in length if applied to the average.

He was not a weak brave man.

He had strength and was blessed with his fellow fighters together. Among the enemies destroyed were also a few of the Four Heavenly Kings class.

The defeat that inspired me to retire was later by Grand Barza, who could blow the name of the greatest prosperity in history.

The accomplishments launched during his active service were only significant, thereby guaranteeing him a rich life and respect from his surroundings even after his retirement.

But after retiring, her name was never whispered again.

Nor does it have center guild influence by exporting to backward instruction or A-level promotion exams as Aranzil does today......

It has completely erased its existence.

That would be the case, too.

Brave Esterica died just a year after her own retirement......

... the truth, because it has lost its existence.

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"This woman, Aranzil's wife!?"

Gran Barza, who is informed of that fact and makes his eyes black and white.

"So she's Darriel's mother... huh?...... ha!?"

And Grand Barza comes to mind.

How Dariel became young and was to grow on a completely different demonic side than he was born into.

Some demon tribe abducted and hid Dariel, who was just born.

It was no other Grand Barza who found that Dariel and raised him as a demon without knowing the secrets of his birth.

The baby Darriel was targeted because his father was the fierce brave Aranzil.

But the story about her mother had little to tell with wonder.

"That's..., I heard Darriel was killed when he was taken away...!?"

"That's right! With poor postpartum fatigue and debilitation, I confronted the Raiders to protect my son...! No matter how many times I was beaten down, I chased him around full of blood to get the child back who was trying to be taken away. That was the original death!

Aranzil was in the process of returning home after hearing that a child had been born by that time, throwing out an ongoing demonic territorial offensive.

But I didn't make it, he said it was his ex-wife who welcomed him back.

He couldn't even see the death of the woman he loved.

After that, I chase him in the shape of Shura, catching up with the demon tribe that killed his wife and tearing him to pieces, but I can't finally find the baby that should have been compromised.

It is precisely from here that a man who has lost everything throws himself into a long battle out of hatred for the devil tribe.

"After a long and long time, I was finally able to reunite with Darriel. But to my wife, I had given up that I could never see her again. I guess so. There is no way to see the dead again...!!"

But now, the reunion, which should have been despair, is coming true.

Not in the afterlife. In this world, Aranzil could meet his supposed dead wife again.

"... I see. From what I've seen, I wonder what intentions have led me to follow the miscellaneous fish far beyond Ida..."

Doris Meguian, who was in a position to listen beside him, watches as he enjoys Gotagota rather than setting up an accidental strike.

"He plays like that a lot. It's easier than ever to watch the people on earth panic, not just the human demons. Everything in this world is just a playground for him..."

"Annoying! You keep your mouth shut!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!?"

Doris Meguian is also blown away by a series of "Awesome Rift Skies" released from Aranzil.

I can get my attitude back together for a little while then.

"I didn't know there was such a circumstance...!?"

We should have pursued Doris Meguian as it should have been, but not nearly to the shock of facts poked at even Grand Barza.

I'm not the easiest opponent to knock you down with a small chance before that.

This place organized the situation and decided that keeping any small dispute removed was the shortcut to victory.

"... Didn't you say a word before, when you visited with Ida?... Darriel means Darriel was reunited with his mother then!? To a mother who is too young to even remember!? Why not say!?"

"What happens when I tell you"

Esterica answers coldly.

"I am no longer a person in this world. It's Esterica, the apostle of Valhalla. The duty of those who live in Valhalla is to continue fighting even if they die and become even stronger than they were born. That's how you please the fighting gods."

"Well, still..."

"Yes, demon kings and fighting gods are the same thing. I learned about it and took it after I died, too. So you allowed me to live in Valhalla."

Esterica goes on and on to say that she will no longer even put them on her teeth, such as the two of them.

Esterica, who spent a long time in this world and gained a post-mortem body against Gran Barza and Aranzil, who were completely old and decayed, is beautiful thirty years ago and irrespective of its dimensions.

"That's why we have to fulfill the mission given to us by the fighting gods. We will overthrow the Lord of Hell and drag him before him."

"Can you do that, when you...?

Doris Meguian rises as she stirs up the cloak of the Red Lotus.

He has been knocked into the 'Awesome Rift Sky', which is supposed to be a one-strike special, and is sufficiently monstrous at a time when it has only the effect of stopping rather than lethal.

"You don't think I can spot you? You are not strong enough to be picked up by Valhalla. That's what he does on a whim. Strength itself, rather, goes far above the two behind. I'm asking you, you mutt fish, if you can do something about me!?"

"It's not whether you can. It is the apostolic duty of Valhalla to fulfill whatever it is that God of Fight has given us a mission. At the same time it is the duty of the brave!

In the hands of the leaping Esterica, the sword had already been held.

It was a sword at the time of Kasumi, with its contours all over the ocean.

"Is that a weapon of holy legacy composed of separation from the 'einhelial body'!? It would be more usable than Namakura...!

"I wish I was Zako or not!" Sixteen Fists "!

From Esterica's sword, a disturbing shooting of the 'Rift Sky', as intense as the May rain, flies.

How much does it go to Doris Meguian, who is usually the only one whose enemies are likely to be finely cut, but who does not even 'Awesome Rift Sky' far beyond 'Rift Sky'?

"How about it! It just doesn't go through Doris Meguian in 'Rift Sky'! Getting crushed at the counter is what we do!!"

"No, watch it"

Aranzil controls the panicking Grand Barza.

"The way she fights still remains in her crisp brain. Exactly the same. Her release of the" Sixteen Fissile Skies "......"

In his lifetime, Esterica was the type of brave man who fights by more elaborate calculations than overwhelming power and speed.

The proprietary move she knitted, "The Rift Sky Sixteen Meter," is all sixteen series of "Rift Skies" that are disturbed are unleashed under elaborate calculations.

It reads exactly how the enemy prevents and dodges, breaks down the enemy's posture by one to fifteen hands, drains his health, and definitely knocks in a special 'Rift Sky' with his last sixteenth hand.

That was the move.

"I just got more trouble and the miscellaneous fish moves are miscellaneous! Think of the difference!

Doris Meguian spins his body vertically.

Then four giant knuckle-legs stretching out of the torso bounced off all the messy shootings of the "Rift Sky" that struck.

"Yeah, that's how I thought I'd prevent it."

"What!?"

The "fissure sky", which seemed to have been played by the giant knot foot, is nevertheless bounced and re-orbited but eventually pushed towards the Doris Meguian body.

"Even if you get bounced off and re-orbited, you're moving on to hit me!? No way. This is from the beginning!?"

"Yeah, that's how I calculated it and shot it"

Only the first three hands of 'Rift Skies' were bounced and flown off to the unknown.

This had invited defense by giant knuckle feet, and the ensuing 'fissures' from four to twelve hands had adjusted the reflection angle to hit the Doris Meguian.

"Ahhhh!

Doris Meguian burns them down in the 'scorching heat junction'.

But I just let it go urgently and painfully, far from a perfect activation.

Whatever the cause and effect, the giant knot leg disappeared for magical activation, and the breathing collapsed dramatically.

Esterica cuts in there.

"It's the end!

With his thirteenth hand, he slashes and rips the high thermal space of the 'scorching heat junction' and jumps into his nostalgia.

Slash and tear your right hand with your fourteenth hand.

I slashed and tore my left hand with my fifteenth hand.

And the last sixteenth hand, "Rift Sky," slashed and tore Doris Meguian's forehead brilliantly.

"Ooh!?"

A normal human being would be fatally wounded.

But the opponent was an unprecedented monster inferno.

"My Zako licked it...!?"

"Huh!? I get my head cracked and work without regeneration!? Stupid!?"

On the contrary, Esterica, who put out her moves, is full of gaps.

The flaming magic is about to be unleashed in that decisive blank......

A more gigantic 'Awesome Rift Sky' smashed Doris Meguian's entire body.

"What to do to our daughter-in-law"

Aranzil hugs Esterica's skinny and jumps backwards.

"You...!?"

"As long as you're right in front of me, I won't scratch you again. Never again!"