Konjiki no Moji Tsukai (WN)

A bridge that connects the continents of the 'human race' and the 'demon race', also known as the 'Bridge of Moutihi'.

Usually there was a 'demon tribe' waiting, in a situation where 'human tribes' could not cross bridges or even try to break them.

And now, while the talks were under way, the bridge's defense was staffed with Schublers of "Series Five" in "The Demon King's Direct Guard (Kruel)" and Grayaldo of "Series Six," in addition to that, Ellaora.

The person named Eelaola is a former "Demon King's Guard" and has always been entrusted with the defense of the Bridge by virtue of his strength.

"Ha, ha, talk to me by now, hey, Dal Ku, huh?

Greyaldo, a young man with shallow black skin, looks at the sky as he sleeps over the bridge in agony.

Speaking up, Shubblers walks out toward Cuttlefish and him as he exaggerates his alluring breasts.

"Why don't you take it a little more seriously?

Be careful to embarrass a child who doesn't listen to anything he says in a way that looks down on him, but the person at the time laughs niggardly.

"Ooh, this view is nice. If possible, just shake your torso on the spot!

Grayaldo is silenced when the Shubblers step on his face.

"Damn, it's still too early to be interested in adults."

"Even if I look like this, I'm over a hundred years old!

He yells with tears rubbing his face, but the Shubblers stare at the 'human race' around him without dealing with him.

And that gaze turns to four brave men.

(Huh, that's the brave one. Oh, there's a good man!

Smiling lusciously, he winks at Aoyama Daiji to seduce him. But he's unresponsive. I stand on the spot and stare at this one.

(... boring man. It's like a doll.)

If that's what you think, that's where the Eelaola comes in close.

"Oh, Ella, weren't you in the middle of the bridge?

"That's right, we'll take care of this place. You just go back to the center. I don't want you to call me Dahl."

Eelaola glances uncomfortably at what Grayaldo says.

"Oh? What are your approximate eyes?

The two I've been staring at for a while, but Eelaora takes her gaze off first.

Greyaldo tongues about how he boiled his business down to such an elaola attitude.

"Well, it's" Cruel Fall, "and you're supposed to be a grown-up. Oh, Dari, no."

Grayaldo tries to go somewhere with his back turned, saying he's feeling uncomfortable.

Giant Eelaola staring at it with her emotionally invisible eyes.

The Shubblers flaunt their shoulders in such a way as to do those two.

And the moment Grayaldo tried to leave the spot, he stopped. No, I had to stop it. Because you have severe pain running through your chest. Blood unconsciously spit out of your mouth.

Check your chest as you move your head into giggles and small chops.

Then there was - - a big spear growing.

"Ha!

I can't give in to my knees, spitting blood in abundance but ironically supported by a spear.

He looks like he doesn't know what the hell happened, and he checks behind his back, distorting his face in pain. Ahead of that gaze was the elaola with a pleasantly raised corner of mouth.

"Oh boy, how do you feel about the bottom of" Cruel Fall "?

"Well... hey..."

Busch finally kneels on the ground after being pulled through the spear.

"Graciardo!"

Whether he saw the sight or not, Shubblers shouts amazement.

That's gotta be it too, they're not close, but they're comrades.

I had no idea Ellaora was going to kill Grayaldo.

Grayaldo is bug breath pierced through the steeple because he was completely defenseless. Now he's just falling to the ground and his shoulders are slightly up and down.

"Dahahahahahahahaha!" Kruel Sequence 6th "Greyald scattered here! Sounds good, Oi! Dahahahahahaha!"

"Ella, Aura! You know what you're doing! This is a homicide! You're breaking the minimum discipline!

Eelaola looks at her and laughs.

"What are you saying? They die here. That's the scenario, isn't it?

"Scenario......? Say what..."

"Olah! Move as the scenario suggests!

Cut off the screams of Ellaora, the soldiers of the 'human race' begin to move together, pointing their blades at the 'demon tribe'.

I just don't get my hands on Eli Aura's men alone. Eelaola's men are also flirting anti-flags against his fellow countryman, the 'Demon Clan'.

"Hey... what the hell...?

I can see that I am clearly upset by the sight of my own men and those of Grayaldo being attacked, looking around like suspicious behaviors.

"Dahaha, you're just gonna have to do it later, aren't you, Shubblers?

"Damn! Are you going to betray me?

"Betray? Who's that pointing to and saying?

"Huh?"

"There's only one person I swear allegiance to. It's not Eveam the Demon King."

"Become!"

"Besides, don't think I'll always be below you, okay?

When I say that, I release enough magic from my body.

Much stronger than ourselves is transmitted along with enough killing air to tremble. And the body of Ellaora is gradually dyed in bright red that seems to contain heat like lava.

"Eelaora... you... when such a force..."

"Hmm, that's the power I gave you! I can't use it yet, but it's still three or four times stronger than you, right? Dahahahahaha!"

I'm overwhelmed by the change in ELA aura, Gokuri and breathtaking Shubblers.

"Please run away, Master Shublers!

"You guys!

My men stand in front of the Shubblers. Its body trembles with fear, yet it is desperately trying to protect the Shublers.

"Dahaha, you make me cry. But..."

Eelaola waves the spear in her hand vigorously and horizontally.

I was wondering if the sound of cutting the air had reached my ear.

"... Huh?

What was in front of Shubblers was the unusual appearance of his men, who could clearly recognize that they were being slashed and desperate.

"Ahhh... ahhh!

The Shubblers leave themselves to anger, kick on the ground and head to attack Eelaola with sharp nails.

- Buzz!

I instantly stuffed the interval with a quick move and pierced Eliaola's belly with those nails...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Hmm, just a little ticklish."

The nail was definitely breaking through his skin, but only a small scratch, enough to stab the painting, could be produced in a muscle that was forged and swollen.

Eelaola stares at her in the nostalgia.

There was a chill running on my back, and I could clearly recognize that staying here would lead to death.

- Buowow!

It's like the body of a single human being. Flying with his swollen rigid arms shredded through the air. But she couldn't move if she was rigid because of his intimidation and fear.

"Die, Sequence Five!

She's completely crushed, everyone would think so if they watched that sight.

And it turns out, the Shubblers were blowing up.

Strangely, however, there was no physical pain.

For what reason?

The Shubblers felt the warmth covering themselves.

I am struck by the shock of falling to the ground. Then I finally realized that I had someone to help me.

"... G, Grayaldo!?

It was Graciardo who sheltered her from the attack of Ellaora. But I wish I could have helped, but I had taken a blow to myself that should also be called the harsh blow of Ellaora.

Even though he's speared through his chest, on top of that, there's literally not a single pile if he gets attacked like that.

If you look at him, he was already covered in blood. The body's bones have been splendidly crushed by an earlier blow. His guts would be crushed, too. And there's too much blood.

"Sister............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

"Graciardo!"

Because of the pretty blow up, Ellaora slowly walks up and stuffs. Every step of it makes you feel like a sinner waiting to be executed on the execution bench.

"Ha... Ya... about this... to Your Majesty... eh"

"But you!

"This... stays... dog dead... mah... please..."

"... Greyaldo"

Two tears flow down her cheek and fall on his cheek.

"Ha... for me... you cry... I don't know... I'm glad... hey"

"... silly"

"Ha... okay... Mrs..."

Waking up physically with Google, he said, "Ha!" and spit blood, but still wake up desperately. I don't suppose it would be strange to be shocked to death by pain, but on the contrary, is my consciousness clear from pain?

"I will protect you."

I even felt such a strong determination from Grayaldo, who was staring at the executioner as he approached me step by step.

"Go! Our... waste our lives... sorry!

"Greyaldo...... damn!

Sublers swallowed the desire to remain on the spot and walked away from the spot.

"Hmm? Oh no, do you still stand with that body?

"Damn, Dahl... but a woman is... of a protective nature..."

Grayaldo grins back vigorously, but it's finally something like standing.

"... I'm dying even if I leave you alone, but I have a grudge that took my seat."

"Ha... to such a dall... are you still in custody...? You're a kid... hey."

Eli Aura's killing temper swells further into the word.

"... I hope you get away safely"

Elia Aura's fist looms in front of her.

"Bye bye................................................."

Greyaldo closed his eyes quietly.

- Dogahhhhhhhhh!

Shortly afterwards, from where he was standing, an awesome explosion struck the perimeter.

"... Huh!?

Schubblers heard the explosion and once he looked back and bit his lower lip, he ran out again.

(Greyaldo......)

I understood that explosion was definitely caused by Greyaldo. And it reminded her of the fact that it also allowed his death to be determined.

But she can't stop. I can't die without delivering the information I have to Yveam, the Demon King, for the sake of Grayaldo and his men who are dead.

I bite my teeth too tight and blood runs out of my mouth. In tears, she was on her way at full speed to reach her destination as soon as possible.

- Magic explosion.

It is a phenomenon caused by magic control that the 'Demon Nation' specializes in. The inherent magic, if carefully controlled, can also be embodied in such a way as to be visible, allowing it to be spherical or sharpened like a blade.

And if you compress that magic to a high density and let it go all at once, you can also make an explosion. It is also a terrible technology that would blow itself up if it misoperated.

What Graciardo did this time was use himself as a mediator to compress all the magic. And instantly free.

Moreover, it also injects all of its own vitality into its compression, and if it was liberated and exploded, it would already create a tremendous explosive force.

Around [Mootich's Bridge], Greyaldo's suicide bombing had made a big crater. What is the radius of fifty meters?

If Graciardo hadn't been blown away by the blow of the Eelaora, the bridge would undoubtedly have been blown to pieces too.

But the aftermath was tremendous, and the bridge had cracks in it by the way, and those who were fighting around it were almost blown away by the sea.

The Eelaora that was at its center said......

"Ouch... that son of a bitch had a magic explosion"

I was safe. But it just didn't seem intact and my right hand didn't come from the base.

Plus my whole body is scratched, and standing seems quite spicy. But just living in that explosion would make his anomaly stand out.

"Dear Elia Aura! Are you all right!

Here comes a man who seems to be one of Eelaora's men.

"Oh, what happened to the others?

"Almost to the sea. Our team is the only one left!

"Well, it was a little different than planned, but the mission was completed."

"What shall we do with the Running Shubblers!

"Leave him alone. By the time he arrives, it's all over. No, it's starting...?

I leak my words with a deep, damned grin.

"This body needs to rest in one place, too. You should do the post-processing."

"Ha!"

My men left the spot when they politely thanked their subordinates.

"Shit, I told you, this body's gonna take a while to heal too"

And look down at the center of the crater abominably.

"Repent in the afterlife," said Kruel.

Eelaola spits and says, leaving the spot.

Around that time, there was an anomaly in [Demon Nation/Heros].

And all of a sudden they that were wearing armor came into the land and unleashed their magic. As a result, the building was damaged and the people, bewildered by the sudden raids, were desperate to flee.

The soldiers entrusted with the defence of the country, regardless of their defeat, went to too many and their strength, and most importantly,

"Why are they here?"

"Yikes, how the hell do you get this many!?

There was no reason for the soldiers to be surprised. What is attacking our own country is a clearly dominated army. Besides, it was the 'Beast Nation'.

The bridge that connects the beast people's continent to the demon world, called the "Demon Nation", was supposed to have taken their art of crossing over here because of the demon king's destruction. If he is indeed a benign figure, it will be possible to manage to cross the sea and get here.

But with so many, almost all the figures in the National Army on this scene, the 'Demons' thought it should be impossible. We don't know how the hell we got here. We're all confused.

Here [Heros] has become a country like the one where several villages and towns have been assembled and the size is clearly huge compared to other kingdoms.

The country, which is spreading to surround the central Demon King's Castle, is broadly divided into West, South, East, North and Central districts. Each creates a city of different races of 'demons'.

And now, in a place in the West End where 'demons' called 'feathered' are gathered -.

"Come on, let's go."

A figure who anthropomorphizes the black leopard sets out his enemies by shining his sharp eyes, as if to see his prey.

Its expression, smiling furiously, dwelt so creepy that it feared what it saw.

"Come on, Crouch, leave my share, okay?

Calling the Black Leopard Crouch is Lenion King, the second prince of [Beast Kingdom/Pacion]. He is also staring at his target, the 'Demon Nation', with that carnivorous grin.

"Copy that. So, what do you say we do half the time?

"No, it's 7: 3, it's me, 7."

"Mmm... Dear Lenion, it's sloppy. I want to kill you too."

She looks grumpy and swollen, but if that's a normal woman, she'd be regarded as cute, but when Crouch did, she just got more creepy.

"Ahhh, okay, okay. So which one of us is going to kill how much, a battle?

"Funya! It's on!

Then the two hit the soldiers staring at each other.

Those who were willing to kill said they unconsciously trembled their bodies and had a premonition of death that they were of a different character.

On the other hand, there were tons of monsters raging in the East End.

This is the work of Crouch, who used powerful monsters as hand pawns this time around, as Crouch did in his own shadow when he had previously fought the 'Demons'.

The monsters died once, or unlike the usual monsters, their skin was corroded as if they were zombies, but their strength was no worse than it had been in their lifetime.

On the contrary, because they are made to feel no pain, it is extremely troublesome to deal with them.

Moreover, there may be a mix of rank S and rank SS in it, so even the Demon Nation, which is good at magic, is unable to stop and struggle. Besides, it's depressing enough to count them, not just one.

Plus they don't really want to use magic to do a lot of damage to the country, or they can't outrun their strengths.

But the monsters relentlessly destroy what's around them.

And one, the 'Demon Tribe' kid was running late or was about to be attacked by a monster.

The soldiers whispered, "Shit!" and so on, but I couldn't get my hands on it because there was too much distance from the child, and it was about the moment when everyone gave up.

- Dgowong!

Suddenly something is coming down from above the monster, and the monster is stuffy if he gets a big blow to the back.

And something about it grabbed the monster's tail, and he threw momentum and flew.

"Look, you guys! Don't take your hands off me! Eliminate them at all costs!

It was Aunous, the "Sequence Four" of the Demon King's Direct Guard (Kruel).

The soldiers show their faces uniformly brightened to the presence of such a Savior.

"The country will be destroyed as it is! With the pride of The Demon Nation, do your utmost to intercept! You got it!

Aunous's low voice roars around in a pleasant way. When I heard that voice that shook the billies and the atmosphere, everyone's morale also rose.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Unlike earlier, everyone does not hesitate to attack the monster. Aunous nods when he sees it, approaching the child.

"It's dangerous here. Get out of here."

"Ugh, yeah."

Stasta and a small step away from the scene.

Aunous looks around as he jumps on the roof of the building with a leopard. Smoke and fire are rising from everywhere. The roar sounds and people scream uninterrupted. I see that sight and bite my teeth off.

"Ku...... was Akwynath's concern? It's not like this... then the talks..."

Akwinas, a friend, asked himself to return to the country because he had a bad feeling.

Though the thought of losing my mind to the foresight of a friend who expected this, I had no choice but to question how the 'Beast Clan' could have put so much power into it.

"No, now we have to get things sorted out faster than that mystery."

The power that was now the Lord is leaving the country. Among those on this occasion, decide that their movements will be of paramount importance and determine where they should be directed.

This is war, if you ask me.

There is always a commander in command of that war.

Hit the commander and at least the opponent's morale will drop considerably. But there must be commanders in each district. We have to stop what looks like the worst.

I think so. I observe the scene calmly with those sharp eyes.

"............... those guys!?

The back of my eyes glowed when I discovered where I should be headed, with a startling look on the sight in my eyes. And instantly moved off the spot.

The four brave men were breathing into the sight that was happening in front of them now.

A soldier of the "Beast Nation" slashes and lays down the fleeing 'Demon Nation' with a sword from behind.

Who stabs a toddler with laughter at a woman crying and screaming again. The skull is punched in the head and submerged with the strength of an animal man's arm. He drops his neck after those who are slashed in both arms and still flee to save him.

There is blood on all of them. All I have around me is smoke and blood smell anymore. His neck rolls over there and his body overlaps. Seeing the sight, Aoyama Daiji, one of the brave men, muttered unconsciously.

"Nah... what is this... or is it too much?

In a distant sight, he has a cramped laugh but his face is bright blue.

The other three stood stunned to see if it was a similar thought.

Especially in Hon Ju Li, he puts his hands on his mouth and puts up with nausea.

"What are you doing! Come on, get them!

Shouting for that and trying to arouse the brave was a soldier who had worked with him several times in mock combat training and so on.

The four of them had the same impression that they were very child-friendly and a good young man with a dazzling smile. He is one of those who came across the border a few days ago.

But his armor was already dirty with blood, and it was obvious that many had put it in his hands.

"Uh... because this... is dead... right? Oh, they're not monsters, are they?

Swallow the disgust that comes up in your chest and desperately put it into words.

"Naturally! This is war! Dear brave men, I'll take care of this northern district! Look, if you don't kill him, he'll kill you the other way around!

With that said, four stare blatantly at the soldier returning to his place.

Then a child, who would be a 'demon tribe', gets caught up in the aftermath of magic and is flown over here.

My whole body is worn out and there is a lot of liquid flowing out of my eyes and nose. My arms are also bent in weird directions. He looked............... he was only about five years old. Still get up trying desperately to escape.

"Oh, hey, it's okay."

My ambition tries to reach out by saying it unexpectedly - but.

- Bush!

A blade appeared from the child's chest.

No, they poked me with a sword from behind.

to that overly distant sight,

"" "" Hih!?

All four of them leak a voice of sorrow.

"Yes... no... there he is... no... not yet..."

The kid grabs the sword sticking out of his chest with his bare hands and tries to pull it out, but he doesn't even freak out. The hand was bloody because it was grabbing the blade.

"Shut up!"

- Bushuuuu!

After the sword was well pulled out, the child was finally able to lie on the ground after being slashed further from behind. But I still have a slight breath about whether it's just the vitality of the 'Demon Nation', and I'm turning my face here to ask for something with my trembling hands.

"I don't want to die yet..."

But the hope of such a child was vain, and he was stabbed in the back with a sword, and now it was desperate.

"Ugh... Ugh!?

Three non-ambitions broke their knees and threw up on the spot.

The comrade also saw the sight of the present, not knowing if this was really real, and fighting the tremendous breathlessness, he remembered the conversation he had with the king before coming here.

"'Demon Nation' betrays you? Is that true?

"Oh."

It was King Rudolph who answered the question of the Great Will.

There are only four brave men and a king on this occasion now.

This is how the king came to the king's office because he said he wanted to talk confidentially, but he said in the talks that the 'demons' would betray him.

"If I let you do it, what's the whole alliance lie?

Ask as Shinobu Akamori frowned.

"That's right. I let the 'Demon Nation' continent keep secrets to find out, but for sure."

"Oh, no... what do you think of the Demon Clan when you don't have to fight for it!

It is Chika Suzumiya who exposes her anger.

"So you're calling off the talks?

"No, I've never learned so much anger. Even though it was so poised for harmony, it was in the end a convenience to eradicate this one. This will not float those who have died."

I see him telling me to squeeze out words with a sad look, and they all have sympathy.

"The talks cannot be cancelled. On the contrary, I'm going to use the talks to show them things."

"Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh?

"If you denigrate your alliance, you can show them the power of your alliance."

"... No way!

Breathe haphazardly as Shinobu noticed.

"Make an alliance with the 'Beast People'. And in that meeting, I intend to raid [the demon kingdom] so that I can never plan such a stupid thing again."

The four of them were honestly surprised by the statement that they would form an alliance with the 'Beast Nation', which is not as good as the 'Demon Nation' but still hostile to incompatible races. But in doing so, the comrades felt they were the ones who had to be defeated.

"I would like to entrust you with the task that lies with the Lord for about a few days before the meeting"

"Mandate…?

The ambition asks in surprise.

Rudolph said he wanted Wells, the captain of the Second Army, and his men to join the National Army of the 'Demon Nation' there, together with dominating the 'Demon Nation Haros', a few days ago.

But there was one problem there. I did hear that the bridge was escorted by a 'demon tribe' who could not cross it with a whoops.

Talking about it, Rudolph said there was no problem. Whatever is waiting there, the Demon Clan is on our side.

That Ellaora also seems to be rebelling against the way the Demon King does, and he says he wants this opportunity to punish the Demon King.

I was surprised that it had been so rooted out, but Daimyo wondered if the Demon King now, which seemed so to his fellow countrymen, was still not a vessel. I simply thought a good demon king would make us all want to follow.

If we crossed the bridge, we would keep ourselves hidden until the day of the talks, and we wanted [Heros] to attack us on the day of the talks along with the 'Beastmen'.

Beyond that, too, Rudolph said, he would surrender without wasting any resistance or anything against the four brave men and his' Beast Nation 'national army opponents, beyond the concentration of key battle forces in talks.

Hearing the words, the comrades were horrified. Indeed, no matter how many, I wondered if a country that had lost its supreme power would fight the supreme power opponents of the 'Humans' and the 'Beasts'.

The comrades were stroking down their breasts knowing they didn't have to hurt people without darkness.

"This is not a war, it's a repression to keep blood from wasting. Will you do it?

Rudolf has pleaded with a serious look on his face. The four of them looked at each other and nodded forcefully.

"Leave it to me! I will definitely grab peace!

Released a comforting line. There is no shade in that expression. Rather, it only reflected hope so vividly.

This is not war. Then people would not die, giving an answer that was too cheap, and all four of them were conscious of the word peace without raising questions or anything like a doll made.

When I saw those four, I also didn't notice King Rudolph with a dark grin, and they believed Rudolph's words and decided to go to [Demon Nation/Heros].

The grand aspirant, remembering his conversation with King Rudolph, was thinking again about how he could be in a place like this.

(Oh yeah... we put this place under control... because this is... not war)

Rudolph says in his heart that he was saying, but clearly the sight that spreads in front of him is the war itself.

The sound of swords and swords joining, the magic flies and the whole place is destroyed. And lives easily lost in them.

(hey, why are you fighting... didn't you end up recommending surrender...?

In them, I thought if we showed this much fighting power and encouraged them to surrender, they would always open the castle bloodless. When you don't resist in vain, you don't hurt anyone, and it's all over.

But reality wasn't like that. I was waiting for the signal as I killed my breath around this country.

Then all of a sudden, the top-like figure of the 'Beast Nation' signaled the assault.

Cutting the signal off, a tremendous sense of killing overflowed from them being comrades. It was like not encouraging you to surrender, but killing everything for you. And the idea hit me brilliantly.

Even the soldiers of the 'human race' we know pull out their swords without moving and unleash magic on the defenseless' demons'. Unlike them, who are always kind, their faces felt harsh and barometric.

Seeing the sight made me understand it for the first time. That the repression we thought was by no means a beautiful one, but just a reword for the name of war.

"Hey Daiichi... Atashi... this..."

I can see at first sight that Chika is completely confused.

I'm desperately trying to stop my trembling lips, but I can't stop that unconsciously. My eyes are congested and my eyes are in tears. The women have all had the same look since the "Demon Nation" child was murdered in front of them earlier.

"Ha-ha-ha... duh, what do we do?

Sadly, the ambition uttered those words in a vanishing voice.

"Hey, don't ask... I can't understand... I can't understand..."

In response to the natural words of Qianjia, he also confirms the faces of the other two as he asks for answers, but Zhu Li is crying with his face bent down, and his shinobu is solidified in a state of relief.

But those four people look terribly uncomfortable in the midst of a war. And if you make them enemies, they can also be dressed up.

"I won't forgive you! These 'humans'. Ugh!

One "Demon Nation" comes with a sword in his hand in a tremendous shape. The comrades didn't do anything, but if you try to be a 'demon tribe', it didn't matter whether it was a 'human race' or a 'beast tribe' that produced this sight.

I'm just there, I kill because I'm the enemy. If we do not, we will be killed ourselves. If we do not forgive those who have made their country devastating, we will put our killing intentions on the sword.

The grand ambition had captured the 'demon tribe' coming towards him in sight, but his body was unable to harden and move like a stone. I have a sword on my hips. If you don't pull this out and respond, it will definitely feed on that killing intent.

I know by my head, but it is the man who speaks the language who is coming towards me. I'm not a monster.

I have fought and killed many monsters before. And as a mock fight, I fought with people.

But I never killed anyone.

"Oh, yeah, come on, if you let him pass out without killing you"

In the present situation, without the shaking body also being able to control, what consequences will those who consider such sweetness produce?

"Daiichi, run!

Thousands of words come into my ears, but my ambitions don't move. No, I can't move. Half-preparedness, no. Results produced by readiness that hasn't even reached half.

It is completely rigid.

(Ugh, I can't move...)

With his head, he pulls out his sword and sets it up, but he can't even move his fingertips properly. Besides, my consciousness was on my back, and when I realized it, I had buttocks like I had lost my hips.

"Oh, oh..."

"The Demon Nation" is relentlessly packing between them, waving up his sword.

The ambition had forgotten the blink and was staring at the sight looming in front of him like half the other HR.

But when you look into the other person's eyes, you take a breath, and the intense awareness that this is indisputably real is evoked.

And the grand ambition is to cover his body with arms,

"Yes, I don't like it. Ahhh!

I screamed from the bottom of my heart. I don't want to die.

But the opponent's murder blade approaches without stopping.

Kill me - right after death is imminent.

"- Achovo!"

A loose hanging noise sounded between them, beating up the 'demon tribe' that someone was coming toward the big will.

The Demons clashed with the momentum to blow up and destroy the building.

The grand aspirant, no, all four of them, including the grand aspirant, were blatant.

The four of them had all anticipated the death of their grand comrades. Stiff with fear and perplexity, they wondered if they would be killed without the art of becoming.

But all of a sudden someone went in between them, and as a result, they were saved.

"Ah... ah...?

The ambition was made to feel a strong sense of death, pointing its bloody lost face at the person in front of him. The other three look like they even forgot how to breathe.

Maybe he got help. Then I hope I have to say something, but I can't really get the word out.

As if to ignore the thoughts of such grandfathers, the person pointed to the big-blown 'demon tribe',

"Collee! Can't you be a little quieter! Wouldn't my master wake up!

Pumps and cheeks swelled wide and said away.

It seems to me that the sight is not as familiar as war.

Once again, the grand aspirant, from the side, observes the person.

When I was about 11 or 2 years old? Light purple big head with long asshole hair growing in piochon.

A small corner on his forehead appeals a bit to his presence. The kid's face, wearing a water-colored road suit, is old enough to look like a girl or a boy.

Crisp eyes and low nose exude adoration. He was the kind of kid who would say he wanted to hug me when I was older. And when such a child turned his back, he was blinded by what came into his eyes.

That's an embroidered letter in the back of the road attire you're wearing.

That was definitely the letter 'sentence'.

I wondered why kanji existed in this world, but I could find no answer whatsoever. All I know now was that the comrades were saved lives by this child.

Approximately the confused ambition, the child begins to bore with his head in his arms.

"Ah, no more! Make this all noisy. Huh! Do you know how bad your master sleeps! You turned me into a magic practice bench just because I didn't wake up a bit before!

The brave men stare at the child, who suddenly began to scream in tears.

"And a few days ago... oh, horrors, horrors..."

Now I blued my face and shook out. And once in a while, point your finger at the same spot as Big.

"If your master wakes up and you're in a grumpy mood, I want you to take responsibility. Whoa!

Then something falls from the sky there.

without making a staggering noise, appeared on the spot at the

"Hmm? Are you still the lords, brave men?

That was Aunous, the "fourth place in the sequence" of Kruel, the person.