Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

Emilia and Laos were proceeding cautiously inside Etilt Havé's Magic Fortress.

Nevertheless, it is a less secure compartment.

While doing their best to keep an eye on the soldiers, they are one step away from the room where they were meant to be.

"... there... I do feel like we have a weak connection..."

While lurking in the shadows, Laos does his gaze into the room of purpose.

There were two guard soldiers outside.

They are alert to their surroundings.

"Chi...... After all, it's telling me we've already escaped. I'm not surprised, but the Holy Sword has been taken..."

Until there are guard soldiers, there's nowhere to hide.

There is a high risk that their whereabouts will be communicated to the entire army by the time the soldiers are defeated.

"The more time passes, the more disadvantaged the situation becomes. Let's go from the front."

"Are you serious?

"It's cute compared to dragons."

, and Laos laughed.

"Difference. Eh!

Laos quickly jumped out of the shadows, causing flames to wrap around his arms.

"" The Great Hegemony Sacred Flame (Scifio) "

Avoiding the burning holy flames, on the verge, the soldier raised his voice in haste.

"Eh, enemy attack! The courageous council that escaped the house..."

Emilia slashed and tore her throat with a knife before being called for reinforcements at.

"I won't let you"

"Oh my goodness!!

She burns down a soldier who pulls out her sword just to fight back.

The two soldiers instantly silenced.

While Laos guards his surroundings, Emilia sticks to that door.

She turned her demonic eyes inside and ears shut.

She can't see through the inside, but she'll know the magic.

"... there's someone there. Probably a human being..."

"Are you an Inzuel soldier?

"For that I feel weak in magic"

"How many?

"Alone."

The two gaze at each other.

"Then you shouldn't go. In the meantime, grab the guy inside and call for Dilhayd's rescue, over here."

"Yeah, let's go with that"

Emilia grips the door knob. Looks like it's locked. She drew the magic formation of < Unlock (D) > and said.

"Anosh, please..."

I'll help you with the magic, Kacha, and the lock comes off.

Emilia glanced at Laos and opened the door.

He jumps right into the room.

"Shh!!!

Wearing flaming armor, Laos jumps without one or two to the shadows that were indoors.

It is a junction activated by assembling the opponent.

"Wow - what...?

On the verge, Laos stopped his hand.

Sitting indoors was a long-haired girl who was monkey wrapped and her arms restrained in magical handcuffs.

"Mm-hmm."

The girl gets tearful eyes and gives Laos the look she threatened.

"... this... What are we gonna do, Emilia?

"There was a lookout outside, and it would be someone captured by the Inzuel Army, just like the Brave Council. Take them off."

As Laos crouched in, the girl withdrew.

"Don't worry. You're not the enemy. We're the College of the Brave."

That said, Laos took off her monkey grub.

"... Oh, thank you...... My name is Corona Inzuel, First Empress of the Inzuel Empire."

"The First Princess...?

Emilia glanced at Corona in surprise.

"I recognize you, if you ask me, why is Master Corona, the First Empress, being held by the army?

Then she gave a heavy look.

"Well... I asked, I..."

"What?

"... my father tells me that Emperor Inzuel Shaps is trying to capture the people of the brave council who are coming. I'm trying to tell Gailladite's messenger..."

Got caught, you mean?

"My father must be fooled. To Army Marshal Bomilus. I saw. Where his body turns into flames. Bomillas is a demon. He must have done something to my father."

"... besides being a demon tribe, is there any evidence that Bomiras cheated on the emperor?

When Emilia asked, Corona gave a bewildered look.

"... that's... specifically... but my kind father should do this..."

If a disaster comes that you never thought you would, it's something you'd want to blame.

Even if there is no hatred for each other, it will not be impossible to think that the Demons, who are foreign objects, cause it.

But it's not like Emperor Shapus didn't have the ambition from the beginning.

"Please. Will you take me to my father? I'll convince you."

"Anyway, let's go somewhere safe first"

Laos grabs the magical handcuffs placed on Corona.

"You may burn me, but be patient with me."

The flames roll up and he burns off the chains of his handcuffs.

She distorted her expression painfully for a moment, but endured diligently until the cuffs came off.

"... ah... thank you very much..."

Take the hand offered by Emilia, Corona stands up.

"One more thing, sounds like the back."

She gazes at the other door provided indoors.

The connection is weaker than you can clearly see.

"Master Corona, do you know what room this is?

"No, I will not come to the Magic Fortress..."

Corona said sorry.

"I don't feel human magic inside, so I don't think it's a problem."

"If it's all this noise and nobody's coming out, you're gonna be okay."

Emilia and Laos interact like that, approaching the back door.

Carefully she opened the door.

There's nobody in there.

It's just a normal room with chairs, tables, and conditioning.

The two stroke their chests down with relief.

"... Mr. Anosh, you have arrived. What do you say?

"Hmm. Well done. Send relief immediately '

I analyze the magic environment on the spot through the Bell of Thought. For what the juncture is weakening, it will be too much.

Using the magic of, a magic formation is drawn indoors.

It was that moment, when my eyes stained bright white for a moment.

The view of the room from Emilia's sight changes within a glimpse.

Chairs, tables, and conditioning disappear, and magic formations appear on the floor, walls, and ceiling.

"Chi...!?

The moment Laos tried to turn back, the door in front of him also disappeared and turned into a wall.

"What the hell, the door just disappeared!?

Stick out your fists and punch the < Great Hegemony Sacred Flame (Scifio) >, but the walls reinforced by magic are sturdy and frightening.

"Emilia, what are you gonna do?"

In an attempt to ask for her instructions, Laos was stunned.

What was in front of me was the magic formation I drew.

It's the entrance where Dilhayd's rescue will be sent.

A red flame covering it in a spherical shape is making noises and burning.

"I'll turn it off. Yo! Otherwise, the moment you metastasized..."

Emilia draws a magic formation and creates ice flat in her hands.

"< Demon Ice (Shade) >!

"< Holy Eight Flames Junction (Zagaard) >!

The ice emitted by Emilia strikes the flaming sphere, and Laos' < Holy Eight Flames Connection (Zagaard) > builds a junction that quenches the magic of the flames.

But it doesn't work.

"It's fragile. Today's demons and brave men are nothing like they were two thousand years ago."

My voice sounds.

Laos and Emilia distribute their gaze around them, but they see no shadows or shapes of their enemies.

"Where are you looking, I'll be here the rest of the time"

A spherical flame enveloping the magic formation, a creepy eye and mouth floated there.

"Totally. What is this about summer bugs flying and on fire? There's no way you haven't noticed that the junction of St. (Lo Macis) is so thin here."

Emilia made her gaze harder and saw the demon tribe.

"King of Magic...... is it Bomilus?

"Dear Left, you are a weak demon of modern times. And the rest is king of demons, king of demons, king of demons."

In the sudden appearance of the mastermind, Emilia bites her back teeth.

"The weak. I have one suggestion for you, something you won't listen to?

In this situation, Bomiras went out poorly besides his thoughts.

While alert, Emilia asks.

"... what is it?

"The rest of the body is a different space full of flames. Those who jumped in are still barely alive. Be the rest of the men. Then I will save your lives and these fools who have set foot in our territory."

The narrow interior becomes a tremendously high temperature due to the flames of Bomyrus.

Both Emilia and Laos are enough to force them to wear out just because they are.

"I am under the command of the tyrannical Demon King. Do you mean to pull a bow on the ruler of Dillhayd?

"Don't get upset with the subordination. If you want to exchange words on an equal footing with the rest, try to speak in your own power, not in the power of the Lord. That's what demons are for."

A wild flame, a demonic eye floating there, provokes a cold kill.

Pressured by it, Emilia shut up.

If you show strength, it's not going to make sense.

"Let's not even think about it. You have two choices. Survive the rest, or all the companions who have called here will be burned by the flames of Bomilus, king of the devil."

Emilia does not answer and carefully explores the winning opportunity.

Seeing it, Bomilus laughs as he sprinkles his firepowder with Hihihihihi.

"Stupid stuff. You still think you have a chance to win while keeping it easily caught up in such a simple trap? A demon tribe two thousand years ago would never have transferred to this place."

Like a mockery, Bomilus' flaming mouth distorts.

"Okay? A degenerate demon clan. If you don't know the difference in power or the difference in head, I'll tell you the rest by hand."

From the flames of the sphere, arms grow.

Bomilus thrust his flaming arm into the flames of the sphere himself.

"Carve the power of a true demon into its eyes. He'll grip and burn every demon he's transferred here."

What the hell, Bomillas shook the flaming hand.

"I'm alone first. Here."

Bomilus pulls the flaming hand out of the spherical flame.

That's how I slowly opened that hand.

There was a doll.

His face is all over him, and it says' you idiot '.

"hey... fake..."

Moments...

"Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble!!!

Bomilus' flaming body flies, and a demonic tribe of six years of age emerges from inside.

"Hmm. If you were a demon two thousand years ago, you would never transfer to this place,"

Bouncing, flying flames gather again, to symbolize the human form.

"That's a lot of old stone, King of Magic. The same is true of traps of this magnitude. It's like you're asking me to transfer."

Flames completely turn into human shapes.

A red demon's eye in its face peeks into my abyss.

"... well. Apparently, some of them have bones. I don't know which one I'm going to rub."

Bomilus draws a magic formation with both arms.

"If we endured this magic, in front of the rest, let's allow ourselves to be named. Taste it yourself. My supreme firecracker (Geo Glades), told me there was no one in line for Dilhade."

A magic formation drawn with both arms fits into one.

From a centrally built gun gate, a red was fired at me.

"What, not enough to be named? If you want to know, you can tell me."

Laughing invincibly, I draw a magic formation.

From there, he fired a pitch-black gun.

The red sun and the pitch-black sun splash each other with burning flames.

Wind holes out as if to burn down Gooooooooooooooo and its red sphere, and my jailfire extinguishing cannon (Geo Glades) goes straight to Bomiras.

"Nah......!?

The flaming body of Bomilus is consumed by the flames by its pitch-black, and burns.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Not surprisingly, it becomes a myriad of firepowders, and Bomillas retreats.

"... you, who the hell...?

I call myself grand.

"Anosh Porticolo. A modern demon tribe."