Maou no Hajimekata

gifts, there is an innate talent called

It is the ability to be in the realm of 'destiny', which is a step higher than witchcraft, and only a very small number of humans are born with it.

"Star of Heroes" also hits it and is one of the most highly effective gifts.

Wikia's "Eyes of Magic" is quite quiet compared to that. What holds this gift was able to see the otherwise invisible flow of magic with the naked eye. To her, other sorcerers are like blind swordsmen. I don't know how cleverly she handles witchcraft even though she can't see the flow of magic, but the way it looks in her eyes is terribly dangerous.

Oul was a skilled magician and a monster that was building magic all over his body, but still being blind made no difference. You don't have to rely on the devil, and if Oul uses magic, it's easy to know. If it's simple, we can also analyze what sorcery it is.

In other words, if he sealed both arms and Oulu began to handle the brush with magic, Wikia was confident that Oulu's letters could be hit from the magic stream.

Gifts are not like witchcraft. You don't need a spell or a mark to use it, and you don't even use magic. You can use the sealed devil's curse without any problems, and what you are using will not even be distracted by the devil. The rule does not apply to Wikia in the first place. In case you find out, there's nothing wrong with that.

"Next... my attack."

The game had already entered its fourth tour. So far, we haven't had any success defending each other, and Wikia had Oulu's belly, and Oulu had Wikia's left arm and hips.

But the hips, as always, take all the strange places. Wikia aimed at her belly to distract Oulu from her limbs, but Oulu seemed to be trying to distract her from another part by targeting her left arm.

"Hia!?

The moment she thought so, Wikia screamed, not knowing the feeling of running her spine. Turning to the source of the sensation, her left arm was moving at will and rubbing her own groin up lewdly. Soon, the clothes are swept up, exposing the secrets in front of Oulu.

When I stared, the magic stretched from the owl was manipulating Wikia's body through chains wrapped around Wikia.

"Isn't this an obstruction!?

"... obstructing Dehanai. Letters (c) Book Kerdalow"

To the screaming Wikia, the devil replied calmly so. Regardless of what acts as an obstacle to thought or action, Wikia's left hand is just slowly slitting through the slit. Though distracting, it's not enough to say it's interfering with the game.

"I'm just using my possessions and holding onto them. What's the problem?

"... I'll go on"

Wikia lay low with the area written on the bill as she slowly tightened her still moving legs and hid her groin from Oulu's eyes. My next aim is to make it look like this time it's my right arm... and my left leg. I think that's where I said right arm or some other part of Oul's head is now. Poke through the gap in that thought.

"On the offensive side, Wikia. Designated site 'Left leg'. Defensive side, Oulu. Designated site 'Left leg'. Attack Ha Fail"

But the thought was being read, or Oulu prevented it.

The vanguard that was advantageous is reversed, and Wikia is at a disadvantage.

"You're in a hurry. Did you lose your groin?

Oul mocked with a nasty grin.

"Say it."

With his face in disgrace, Wikia put out a bill.

"On the offensive side, Oulu. Designated site 'Right arm'. Defensive side, Wikia. Designated site 'Right arm'. Attack Ha Fail"

"You're the one who got lost because of the color mess."

Saying, Wikia relieved herself inside. This has written off earlier failures. Not only that, but it's huge that I was able to defend my targeted right arm. Not only is it a lifeline that writes letters, but it doesn't flatter me when my arms are manipulated and my body is humiliated.

"On the offensive side, Wikia. Designated site 'Right arm'. Defensive side, Oulu. Designated site 'Hips'. Attack ha success, owrno right arm ha wikiano monotonal"

In the next bill he put out, Wikia struggled to contain the look of joy. A wedge pierces Oul's right arm, and Oul's arms are finally sealed off. But in that corner of thought, I cared about Oulu's defensive parts. Why did you protect your hips?

... No, that no longer matters. More than that, we have to analyze the flow of Oulu's magic. Wikia gazed at him all the time, staring at him. At the end of her gaze like that, the sight of surprise played out.

Oul did not use any sorcery, and when he moved his arm as if nothing had happened, he took a brush and drew a spot on the bill.

"How can you move an unincorporated area!?

"Let's hear it the other way"

Wikia blamed him, Oul said with a niggling grin.

"Even though you have the right to move your body freely, why did you think you couldn't move your body to the point where you didn't have the right to own it?

In those words, Wikia realized that her prospects were completely exposed to Oulu.

"Isn't this against the rules?

"Why da?

The devil will also be questioned. I don't have to think about it. There are no rules that the opponent should not use witchcraft to move what is taken from him. Because I'm not interfering with the game. Just because Owl owns Wikia's body doesn't mean there's no obstruction with it, but Wikia was disappointed when it came off.

If you manipulate the brush with magic, you can see the magic flow. but moving Oulu's body directly doesn't make sense. Because magic flows through his body, not through the air, and he cannot see from the outside.

"What's up? It's my turn to attack next. Do you want to submit defensive positions?"

After worrying, Wikia lays down the bill.

"On the offensive side, Oulu. Designated site 'Left leg'. Defensive side, Wikia. Designated site 'right leg'. Attack ha success, wikiano left leg ha owlno monotonal"

He stared abominably at the chain entangled in his left leg, and Wikia struck his tongue. Since the game started, Wikia has only defended her right arm. There are also reasons why the right arm must be protected as a top priority, but also to give the impression to Oulu that only the right arm is protected.

This time, although I hit the reading of being targeted at the leg, it is in the form of wrong left and right.

I need to change my mind. Wikia breathed heavily and closed her eyes. Without change, the finger that clumps the groin is also removed from consciousness, slowly unifying the spirit.

"Huh!

Then a sweet voice fell out of my nose. If you notice, at some point, Wikia's left arm was away from her groin and clutching her chest. Chest. That's the first area taken. The plump and uplifting tips of the two hills were stuck painfully hard and were creepily stimulated by wet fingers to stimulate Wikia's brain marrow.

On top of that, the short, one-piece hem clothes are swept up by the arms and the entire body is rounded out of the oul. Oul stared niggling at the look of it.

I see the devil, but I don't see him getting involved at all. Seeing that, Wikia finally noticed her own failure. It is impossible to deduce human emotional subtleties or sexual circumstances from this demon. I can only determine that there is physical and magical interference until I am full. I mean, it doesn't count at all as a referee.

So abruptly, she realized Oulu's intentions. At the same time, the inferior seed and throw up in my mind. There is no point in protecting certain areas in an owl that can move the body even if it is taken possession. Conscious movements are moved by magic, and unconscious movements are guaranteed by the Statute.

But I wonder if activities that have nothing to do with life support, but are not very conscious, cannot be moved without ownership? So Oul protected his hips earlier. Half-conscious, half-conscious, hip-movement due to physiological desire... I mean, that's the thing.

"On the offensive side, Wikia. Designated site 'Hips'. Defensive side, Oulu. Designated site 'Hips'. Attack Ha Fail"

The bill, driven by disgust, lay low, was gently nursed by an oul.

"Knock... uhh..."

Wikia's left arm snaps and returns to her groin. She pushed and killed a voice that was desperate to leak out. With his chest covered, it was lit by fire, and he was getting more fluffy. Furthermore, the left leg, which was taken earlier, was spread wide against her will, and she could not even close her leg and stop her hand.

Biting her back teeth, she writes the area on the bill and lays low.

"On the offensive side, Oulu. Designated site 'Head'. Defensive side, Wikia. Designated site 'right leg'. Attack ha success, wikiano head ha owlno monotonal"

Half-consciously trying to protect her right leg, she poked at Wikia's gap, and Oul took her head away. If your right leg is taken away, all your lower body will belong to Oulu. I mean, you just won't be able to prevent me from exposing my groin to him... worst of all, I could even be offended in this place.

Oul cleverly poked at the fear.

"Now you've got more parts here."

As if to stir up that fear, Oul grinned.

"Right."

But Wikia was on the contrary prepared. He scolds his own head, which was in confusion, and throws away repentance and stray. By being cornered, her thoughts had restored tranquillity.

What is the top priority right now? It's the safety of our people. I don't care what happens to my chastity, my life, etc. But only Alan and the others must be saved at all costs.

"Next, my attack."

Wikia is not lost, lay down the bill.

"On the offensive side, Wikia. Designated site 'Left leg'. Defensive side, Oulu. Designated site 'Hips'. Attack Ha Success, Ourno Left Leg Ha Wikiano Monotonals"

"Mm?"

Oul raised his voice as impressed and raised his eyebrows. It's Oulu's hip that Wikia wants to take possession of at all costs.

That's why I take it off there.

"... Hmm"

For the first time, Oul thought a little and wrote the part down on the bill. In contrast, Wikia runs the brush without thinking about it at all.

"On the offensive side, Oulu. Designated site 'Right arm'. Defensive side, Wikia. Designated site 'Right arm'. Attack Ha Fail"

It is the right arm that Wikia must protect now with all her might. If they take this place away, it will be impossible to continue the game itself. Even if they take my right leg, and I'm offended, I have to protect it.

In Oulu's failure to attack, Wikia regained her advantage again.

The remaining areas of the oul are three: head, chest, and hips.

Wikia, on the other hand, is in three places: her right arm, her right leg, and her belly.

1/3 chance of being prevented from attacking each other. Wikia decided to leave her luck to heaven. Turn the brush around with your fingertips so that you can't see it from the oul, and decide where it stops.

... the brush stopped horizontally.

"On the offensive side, Wikia. Designated site 'chest'. Defensive side, Oulu. Designated site 'Head'. Attack Ha Success, Oulno Chest Ha Wikiano Monotonals"

"Mm..."

Wedged into his chest, Oul groans at the boulder. Now there are two remaining parts of him.

Wikia thinks about what to protect next. If you don't protect your right arm, you'll lose your brush. If you don't protect your right leg, they'll take your virgin. This is the only way to protect it.

"On the offensive side, Oulu. Designated site 'Belly'. Defensive side, Wikia. Designated site 'Belly'. Attack Ha Fail"

That's why Wikia protected her belly.

"You're like a snake."

I smiled lightly and Wikia said to him.

"Cunning, cowardly and sighing.... thin dirt, I can only think of thin. So it's easy to read thoughts. I'll tell you my next hand. Head, I'll write head, so doubt it."

Saying off, Wikia lay down the bill as she quickly ran the brush.

In contrast, for the first time, Oulu loses his spare time and worries for a long time. Eventually he slowly took the brush and lay down the bill as he wrote down the letters.

"On the offensive side, Wikia. Designated site 'Head'. Defensive side, Oulu. Designated site 'Hips'. Attack ha success, owlno head ha wikiano monotonal"

On Oulu's head, a wedge pierces him. Makes a sound with the pisci, and the crackling spreads to the body of the oul.

"Interpretation, you are such a thing. All I know is to doubt others, and I don't know what the truth is. Now, demon, open me up and lead me under my people."

to Wikia's words, but the devil shows no reaction. I try to get up, but the chain was still tangled up in her body and never moved.

"... what do you mean? The game will be my win! Are you telling me you're not making a promise!?

"K, K, K..."

The laughter of Oulu whispers the screams of Wikia.

"Young magician. Sure, you're right, I only know what to suspect. But I'll give you one piece of advice, old man. You'd better doubt someone else."

The wedge, which was piercing the oul, was shattered and scattered, wondering if the crack had come in with a tinge of noise.

"What do you mean?!?... No way, the devil."

"He works faithfully. Squid Sama hasn't done anything. You're just a little mistaken."

With a delightful grin, Oul cringed his wedgeless body.

"The wins and losses of this game are determined when there is one part of each other's owned flesh left.... I don't mention the order. It doesn't matter from any of them."

What the hell are you talking about? What the hell is going on?

Confusing Wikia's thoughts abruptly grabbed the right answer.

"No way, the flesh you own..."

Oul nodded.

"There must be three of your people, right? Including myself, four.... Good for you, you can save your people if you win 3 more times"

Listening to Oulu's words, which seemed delightful, Wikia dyed her expression into the color of despair.