Legend

As soon as the voice was heard, the Rays pointed the weapon they had at the voice.

I heard voices in the back of a room with magic formations... and that was the direction in which the oliqueur was blown up earlier.

There was nothing wrong with hearing whose characteristic voice belonged except Bosc, who had never been directly relative.

Ray's attack has severed his left second arm and right arm, penetrating his flank, and other armor that is slashed and torn throughout his body by Elaine's jointed sword, and covering his torso by Vihella's fist has fist fallen marks, and furthermore bent in a direction where his neck would not have bent if Seto's swung blow had originally.

If you're a normal person, it's definitely the damage you should be dead first, but the oliqueur just stands up saying that it doesn't matter, and with his remaining left hand, he rings the neck bone with the sound of a cockroach to force it back.

It was such an unexpected sight, but the Rays don't look so surprised, they put up their weapons so that they can respond immediately no matter what.

But Bosque wasn't.

Somehow I didn't know anything about the oliqueur, so I just thought it was a monster that was falling.

I hear it speak so fluently that I decide it is a monster of high rank in the margins.

Word-speaking monsters are not so rare in themselves. Still, if it's a low-ranking monster, it's hard to hear, or even a single word, but there's absolutely no problem listening to the words spoken by the beings in front of you.

If I had listened to the details from the Esetus I encountered before entering this room, I wouldn't have been confused, but I didn't have more time to do so than I was in a hurry.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell is that monster?... some kind of anomaly?

Still, it can be said that Bosc learned half instinctively who the other person was because he was the owner of an excellent intuition.

Ray answers Bosque, keeping his death-size standing, without taking his gaze off the oliqueur walking toward his slashed arm.

"You're a monster, or an ex-human. He's the head of the ecclesiastical side of the anomalous species, to be exact. I used something called the seed of chaos, which creates an abnormal species, to myself. … so it could be said to be a human anomaly to be precise"

"... are you serious... you're not just going to make monsters, you're going to make humans an abnormal species too? Is that possible?"

"It's possible, so I guess it's real. Pay more attention than that, he's pretty strong. The prick who led the puppet was just like that."

With that word, Ray turns his gaze toward Prix, who is thrown away like a worn scrap in the corner of the room with chirali.

So finally Bosk is also ahead of Ray's gaze... no, I guess he understood who he is. Open your eyes wide and open your mouth.

"Hey, that... is that really prick? And the doll, is that a pain in the ass? Deal with it..."

It was the bosses who boarded the Marchelle family mansion, but it was the dolls who were willing to attack them there.

Many are wounded by that doll that strikes without signs or killing, and some are like blind or severed fingers if they become terrible.

Still, there was not a single dead man out there for the reason that the adventurers prepared by the Silva family were highly skilled and that many of the dolls deployed to the Marchelle family were put into battle in this room.

"Ugh... kill me... kill me..."

Such a voice is leaking from Prix's mouth, but fortunately only Ray and Seto are hearing it, and even one of them and one of them flushes the plea out of Prix's mouth unknowingly.

In the first place, it's the exact fact that there's no room for the prix.

With such a common gaze, the oliqueur picks up the tip of the left hand of the flying right arm and the second arm…

"Hey, you're lying"

Bosque, who saw the sight, groans once again.

At any rate, when cut off and touched the cut of the picked up arm, a blue foam was created similar to the color of the skin, which healed intact.

That's the same for the second arm, where lightly severed places stick to each other.

He was just a boss whining that he couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes, but the Rays kept their weapons in place, saying nothing in particular.

Of course, I didn't expect to recover so easily, but I thought it wouldn't be strange if I looked at the many abilities that Oriquel showed me.

(Well...... how to knock it down. It hurts to be powerless of direct magic. Without it, we can do something magically...)

Ray thinks inside, wary of how the oliqueur is checking on his glued arm, fuzzy comes to mind.

(Yes, if magic from the outside doesn't work, from the inside... inside, inside? if you say so)

Turn your gaze toward the prick suffering infinite intense pain.

Numerous gems used by the prix when he was fighting the oliqueur. Among them, the figure of the gem that caused the powerful bomb-like explosion passes behind Ray's brain.

Of course, I could have predicted that using attacks like "Dancing Snakes" that would destroy them from the inside of my body would do damage, but if there were any other more powerful means of attack, it would have been best to use them at the same time.

(Then I just have to ask someone to go to Prix's and bring me some gems...)

It was a question of who to go to.

No, there's only one person who fits that.

Ray, Elaine, and Bosque cannot be removed as a force of war that we can still afford enough. Vihela has little magic left, but she's still okay with her health, so she can count it as a force of war. Seto will not be able to be removed as a force of war either. It would be best if we could do porn, but we are anxious to leave our own fate hanging choices to ourselves.

If it was around Esetus, who evacuated outside the room, the conversation might still have been different, but it wouldn't make sense to think about it now.

When that happens, there's only one left...

Ray turns his gaze toward the person.

"Hmm?"

You must have noticed that your gaze was pointed at you. I'm going to ask you what's wrong, Beaune.

I have a bosk right around the corner, but he doesn't look like he cared about it.

Sometimes it will be clear that his own parents' enemies are prix, and above all that thanks to Vihera he can no longer surrender himself to hatred.

But still...... no, that's why Ray hesitated to ask Büne to go under the prix and bring me some gems.

(No, I don't have time to hesitate...)

In fact, it is true that the only thing that can move now is the weapon remains a dagger, and even more so the lowest Bühne in this battlefield.

Ray opens his mouth, even as he feels mildly guilty about trying to say something harsh for Büne.

"Bühne, I'm sorry, but I need you to do something for me."

Keep your eyes peeled from the oliqueur that is moving you to see how your adhesive arm looks and how your second arm looks, whispering.

……

To Büne, who silently urges ahead, Ray utters the word.

"We have to do something about that magical skin to defeat the oliqueur. I mean, not using magic from the outside, but from the inside. Fortunately, I have the magic to destroy the inside of my enemies, but just in case, I want to use the jewels that Prix had."

"Hey, Ray! That gem..."

"I know!

Vihera, who was listening to the conversation between Büne and Prix, accidentally pinches her mouth, but Ray tells her to block it.

"Nothing. I'm not asking you to use the jewels that cost Büne's parents. In the first place, you saw Prix use other gems earlier, didn't you? As you can see from that one, Prix has several gems. Besides, it's Prix's last hand to blow that thing up. More than that, naturally we are likely to be able to use it on all gems"

"... yes. Well, I do wear all those jewels and craft them, so that's likely..."

Still a mouth caged vihela.

Surely it is good not to use gems made at the expense of Büne's parents. But still... other jewels must have been created as sacrifices by someone else.

Just so you know, the aftertaste is really bad.

But... Bühne reaches out to Vihera's hip like that. Like I'm okay. It's okay, I'll take care of it.

"Mmm."

"... ok. If Bühne himself is convinced, he won't say anything more from me."

"Sorry."

I apologize briefly, Ray.

Bosque, who was listening nearby, doesn't know much about what's happened since Rays broke into this room. Still, I understood that I shouldn't talk right now.

"What we need to do is hold onto the oliqueur until Büne brings the jewels. If I could just blow my hands and legs off and lower my strength, I wouldn't be complaining."

Everyone nods at Ray's words like that...... he just opens his mouth that the oliqueur he was watching is finally over.

"Have you finished your consultation, Ka? Mo, I waited so long to see how my body was doing too. I'm not going to bore you too much, De, I'm going to scratch your feet and show you."

That's what I tell you with a nibbly grin.

It must be a negative effect of the seeds of chaos. Already there I enjoy fighting...... no, all I have left is an emotion to enjoy trampling my resisting opponents on my own.

(It was just my wife's hand, and probably not enough verification or anything.... Well, it looks like he was still in the process of experimenting on the anomalous species against monsters, and isn't that impossible)

Ray whines inside and sets up a death size.

Next to it, Elaine is lining up with a connecting sword in her hand, and on the other side, she sinks gently as Seto rattles her throat so that she can be attacked at any time.

Bosque stands with a giant claymore next to such a ceto, and Vihera shakes her head small to the side after glancing at Ray for a moment before forming next to Elaine.

Beaune moves a little further away from those rays.

And... of a long and sustained battle, the last act was cut and dropped.

"Ahhh!

Ray was the first one to go in. Kick the floor with incredible leg strength and jump after a few steps of help.

However, it is not intended to be an oliqueur, but a few meters to the right.

"Hmm?

I guess it was unexpected to oliqueur that instead of attacking me, I would turn to my side.

Alternatively, it might have been possible to discern Ray's intentions if it had been an oliqueur before he demonized people.

But people demonization is increasing their pure combat abilities, but I can tell you that things like calm judgment and analytical skills are degrading. It was impossible to tell Oliqueur now to anticipate Ray's behavior.

Such an oliqueur bewilderment. Flying dressed to release a kick against the air, Ray kicks in the air by activating Slapenil's shoes, which have the ability to walk straight through the air.

Having acted in what can be termed a pseudo-triangular flight, Ray activates his death-size skills at that moment.

"Wind hands!

The tentacles of the wind, stretched from the death-sized stone poke with the activation of the skill, move sharply pointed areas up, which are just the tip portion of the second arm, to create a gap.

"Nu?"

The oliqueur who noticed it squeaks in surprise, but Ray's movement never stops.

"Painburst!

Skills that double the pain used again.

Having remembered the earlier pain upon hearing its skill name, the oliqueur retreats reflexively to the back, thanks to which the death-sized blow wielded only needs to be shallow and ripped through the chest with the leather armor.

Under the leather armor, this one is also affected by demonization, and the blue skin is cut about 5 cm deep, about 40 cm in size.

Still, if you try to make it an oliqueur that has turned into a demon, a wound to such an extent that you don't need to be particularly concerned if it's meant to be.

But...

"but ahhhhhh a!

Even if the damage inflicted by the current blow is less in itself, the pain taken is twice as bad.

As with the earlier amputation of the arm, the depth of the wound you have received and the pain you are feeling diverge, thus causing confusion.

"Ha-ha-ha!

"Let Ka!

Let that gap escape, and Vihella waves her fist wrapped around her armor.

But even if it's an oliqueur, you can't just shut up and try to intercept it with your second arm...

"Grrrrrr!"

At that moment, the motion stops for a moment with a small impact on his right shoulder due to the demonic eye effect of the shock used by Seto.

Even if it was for a moment that the movement stopped, it was a deadly gap in this battle.

A pigeon tail is struck hard by a swinging fist and broken into a physically challenging letter, at the same time swinging down, Claymore severs the second arm on the left from the roots with a blow to the full of Bosc's power. There comes a continuous sword that strikes all over the chase, slashing and tearing the sky, and the next moment also slashing the second arm on the right.

Having seen it, Ray turns his gaze toward the second arm of the oliqueur, which has rolled near him, and decides that he will recover again as he is… touching the second arm underfoot to execute that idea that inadvertently passed the back of his brain, and storing it in the mysterious at the next moment.

"Na!?

Looking at the sight of the present, the oliqueur raised its voice in amazement, again kicking the floor and heading to the position with the second arm of the one who had been severed by the boss, which was similarly to be housed in the mystering.