Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

In an abandoned mansion, two men were confronted.

It is Ray Grandsdry and Gerard Azlema.

Without a tour, Ray makes a straight step toward Gerard.

At the next moment, Gerard lost sight of him.

"Behind you."

"Unfortunately, I see it"

Rotating roughly, Gerard points his shield at a sword that was swung down uniquely.

But at that moment, he had his back slashed and torn.

"Gu......!

"I thought you said it was behind you."

With a flash of clearance Gerard reacted, Ray was once again turning behind him and slashing his back.

If you were a concubine, you would be doomed by that blow, but that's the demon tribe 2,000 years ago. Sturdy body.

"... That's right, is it ever just called a generation of chaos? For a demon tribe of this era, it's pretty good to do. But..."

Gerard's shield emits a dark blue light.

Then Ray's back, which was not supposed to have been attacked, was slashed and torn, and blood scattered.

It's the same spot where I slashed and tore Gerard earlier, but the wound was clearly deeper on Ray.

"Mr. Ray!

"It's gonna be okay."

That said, Ray turned his attention to his shield.

"Sounds like a curse."

Gerard nodded.

"Magic Shield Genius. It is a magic instrument that curses those who hurt the Lord and returns double the pain. As long as this shield is in my hands, you will suffer more wounds than I do"

"Heh."

Ray steps in directly from the front and swings down the sigshester.

"Phew...!

Gerard pulls himself back and holds back his unique sword with the Devil's Shield Genius.

But the blade changed roughly along the way.

"I'll get that first."

Gerard's right arm is severed from his wrist and falls off the bottoms. Genius, who fell with me, rolled down the floor.

"Ha!

With a knife to return, Ray runs a sigshesta to Gerard's neck.

There's blood everywhere.

But Gerard's neck hasn't fallen.

Instead it was Ray's right hand and a unique sword that fell to the ground.

"As long as this shield is in my hands, I said, that's a lie. The sword arms seem pretty good, but you're a little too honest. Unless this shield breaks, even if you let go of your hand, you can't break the curse."

"Yes, unfortunately, you don't like rushing."

Smiling cool, Ray used < Total Demon Fully Healed (Aye Sheal) > on his own wrist. But wounds never show signs of healing.

"It's no use. Before the curse of Genius, healing magic is ineffective"

"That's too bad"

Ray picks up a unique sword with his left hand.

"How can you not heal that hand and back?

"Well, why not?

"The curse of Genius amplifies and returns his own wounds to his opponent. Because of that curse, you can't heal your wounds, either, can you?

"Come on, or maybe you're just pretending to be like that. Maybe I'm the only one who can use healing magic."

If so, I said I was overwhelmingly advantageous.

"Do you have the courage to be tried?

"Of course, I'll try."

Without hesitation Ray fleshed to Gerard, slashing and tearing his left leg.

The wrapped light of the Demon Shield Genius increases and the curse is activated. Ray's thighs had been slashed and torn deeper than Gerard's.

Still fine, Ray waved a unique sword.

"Huh!!

When he shook the blade down his shoulder with all his strength, Genius received the blade.

Gishy strange noise.

"I finally caught you"

The moment Gerard said so, Ray's shoulder was slashed by the curse.

"... cum...!

Step on the bump, Ray kneels.

"I am not saying the curse will not activate if prevented by a shield"

Gerard says without breaking his grumpy attitude.

"Now, you know. You don't like magic, no matter what you think, you don't win."

"... I wonder..."

Slowly Ray rises.

"Do you know me?

"Yeah, I know you very well. Ray Grandsdry, Kensei of the Practice Demon. Though magic is what you are not good at, the skill of its sword and its talent enough to grow even during battle is no less than that of the demonic tribes of two thousand years ago. But."

Gerard drew a magic formation, from which he took out the Devil's Sword.

It has the same blue gem as the Demon Shield Genius. Probably the Devil's Sword of the Curse.

"No matter how much you grow, all the wounds you inflict on me will return to you. Unfortunately, we were still inexperienced in fighting the Cursed Kings."

Gerard enters in time to fly and waves down the demon sword of the curse with all his might.

The blade tip of the devil's sword of the curse was easily missing when Ray received it in Sigshesta, aiming straight at the brain.

Too brittle. Make your gaze hard if Ray thinks it's puzzling.

Shortly afterwards, a wound appeared as if it had been pierced in his chest.

The curse has been activated.

"... Gu..."

"Come on, what do you say?

To Ray, who was frightened for a moment, Gerard waves the devil's sword of the curse in a sideburn.

When he was accepted at Sigshesta for it, Gerard laughed, as if convinced of the victory.

"Sweet."

"... be..."

Ray bounced it back without completely absorbing the shock of the cursed demon sword and causing the blade to chip.

"... Phew...!

Ray's sigshester runs like a flash.

Gelado crouched on the edge of the blade, which had his neck snapped but was facing him with the same momentum.

"If you stop with one blow, do you think the curse won't work?

"It's worth a try."

Put a foot payment on Gerard who tried to get up and make him fall over. If there is no damage, Ray will not be returned with any more damage. But his posture collapsed.

Ray ran like he was leaving him.

The purpose is not Gerard, but the shield he dropped.

"Ku......!!

Even if Gerard chases him, Ray won't catch up with him at all.

The Devil's Shield Genius is already in his time.

"... Ha...!!

With full force, the sigshester protrudes.

The cutting edge did penetrate the Devil's Shield Genius.

I'm sorry to hear that.

When Ray spoke, Gerard grinned.

"Yeah, unfortunately, it's your loss"

One Gem of Genius, shattered and scattered.

Ray kneels down hard and falls to the front.

"I should have said it first. You're being too honest. Unless you break Genius, I said you can't break the curse, but it's a trap."

"... Mr. Ray!

Mass calls his name.

Gerard picked up the demon shield geniaz that was rolling on the ground.

"It's no use. If you do enough damage to Genius for the Demon Gem to smash and scatter, that curse will destroy the opponent's roots. Your body is safe, but its roots have already disappeared. He will never rise again."

Turning around Mass, Gerard slowly approaches.

"- I mean,"

I heard voices.

There's a voice I thought Gerard would never hear again.

"If you break the remaining 3, the shield will no longer work."

"... be...!?

The moment Gerard turns around, three degrees, the flash shines brilliantly.

All three demon jewels of the Demon Shield Genius were scattered between moments.

The curse activates, and Ray kneels.

The magic of Geniaz was lost, and the light that was obscured was extinguished.

"... the wound, healed...?

With a stunned look, Gerard stares at Ray.

The wounds on his right hand and back that should have been cursed are healing.

"Didn't you know? Most curses target the opponent's roots. The moment the roots are destroyed, the curse loses its effect."

Ray gets up as if nothing happened.

In its hands, instead of a unique sword, a divinely glowing holy sword was held.

"You should be careful when dealing with enemies with two or more roots"

Gerard takes a breath.

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Gerard lagged behind, as he feared the man in front of him.

Because Ray stopped covering up his roots, his demon eye (meh) would have clearly seen that number as well.

"... Seven, Root... Spiritual Divine Sword, Evansmana..."

"The last time I saw the Cursed King was 2,000 years ago. Does he think my plan was a complete success?

Ray keeps Evansmana quiet.

The war between Dilheid and Azesion ahead should also know the Cursed King to some extent. But I guess I don't fully grasp the upside of it because if I were too close, I would have been taken into account.

"... brave man... Kanon, live..."

Faster than the words could be uttered, Ray was poking Evansmana into Gerard's heart.

"Guuuuuuuu..."

"It's awkward to be told that you have too much trouble being honest. Perhaps much more than you, because I've lived a lie."

If he can do just a little more, Gerard's roots will perish.

"I'll ask you again."

Gerard looked at Ray with a look like he was ready to die.

"Where did you get that half demon sword?

Eating teeth all the time, Gerard said.

"... I can't answer you..."

Moments later, he was stabbing a demon sword in his own chest.

Immediately, Ray pulls out the Spiritual Divine Sword and uses.

But it didn't resuscitate.

Approaching the fallen Guerrado like Mass is afraid.

There are no signs of getting up. She shrugged pompously.

"... the roots, did they perish...?

Ray shook his head left and right.

"I think I'm reincarnated."