Maouyome

Silver flashes gleam in the moonlight wilderness.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom."

A giant column-like demon protruding from the dry earth shouted his body into deep carved pain.

"Don't push me, back off"

"Shh, I'm sorry..."

A black-hood knight leaping in lowers the soldiers around him as he returns the moonlight to the white blade that determined his gigantic body.

Rock-eating Great Earthworm (Rockbyte Worm).

Lord of the Rock Wilderness with a huge torso and sharp, tiny fangs in his mouth. A fierce demon boasts bites that also chew out rocks as the name suggests and a very hard epidermis. A lot of things are awesome, but I mean, big mites.

Try to replace them with worn soldiers, so that knights with black hoods surround the blemishes and keep their distance.

Rock-eating earthworms (Rock-byte worms) are never easy opponents. Four soldiers have too many bad minutes. Glad the rescue came in time.

"Make up your mind fast!

A bunch of black-hood knights pull their blades out on each one, gently avoiding the torso of the Lord of the rampant mad rock wilderness.

Under the moonlight, a sharp sword storm deeply dictates the hard body surface of a giant mite. The collective attacks carried out from the forged collaboration seem to combine their rare abilities to inflict definite damage on the Lord of the Wilderness. But they were just too big.

"... be sturdy anyway!

One of the knights tongues in frustration.

No matter how deeply you wear a thick, hard body surface, it only reaches you slightly. Wounds are not fatal when given.

Bigger, crazier, rock-eating earthworm (Rockbyte Worm). Behind the knights of the Black Hood, who distance themselves from the tyranny of an orbitally raging giant, grip the knife pattern and pay the sheath.

A short body of blue silver gleams dull in the moonlight.

"Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!

The knights of the black hood were expected to distance themselves, and with full force they cut off the knife's body obliquely.

Blue flames are born and slaughter with severe impact runs.

The Lord of the wilderness, caught in the fracture of the atmosphere from space to space around him, was torn apart not long before leaving his terminal demon behind, burned to pieces by the remnants of the blue flame and scattered in pieces.

No,...... yeah. Is that it?

"... its power, I think it's an anomaly"

Mr. Carlisle's groaning whining overflows in a quiet place as soon as possible.

Do it yourself. What is it, but I think so too.

What is this power?

Think of it as a resurrected demon king who has been an ancient weapon before. Don't even feel like it was stupid. I didn't know they were just opponents, but I didn't know this was, like, so powerful.

"Ke, result aurai......?

"Please don't get anxious there. Please."

In the meantime, I'll stick my chest up and delude you.

Still not clinging gently. but.

"Well, more than that, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Leaving aside the thin companions who are only trying to distance themselves, they turn to the soldiers who were attacked now.

"Yes, thank God. Sorry, thanks for the rescue."

A metal clasp with a small rose crest glowed in the moonlight as he closed his eyes to his coat for protection from the cold.

My taste with spray roses is the Virgin's Seal. Moreover, the fact that it is used for metal products indicates that it is quite identical.

Temple Knight of the Holy Nation. Or the equivalent. Gain a rough stare and convince.

A vast rocky wilderness that separates the world of men from the land of demons.

If there are people who have been attacked by rock-eating earthworms (rock-byteworms) in places like this where there are no previous people, I'm more concerned about those who have been attacked than about those who have been attacked.

Where and for what is this place?

We didn't come through here for nothing.

A re-march into the ecclesiastical kingdom, which has been decided to be an utter citation. Previously, I should have helped defend myself as a reinforcement, but this time it wouldn't have been so easy if it had also been the recapture of the Holy Capital, which fell into the hands of the kingdom coalition. If the people of the Holy City were taken hostage by the army, they would lose even their purpose in the first place, which was to help the inhabitants of the Holy City.

Can't you get in touch with the people of the Holy Capital ahead of the main unit of the Demon King's Army? It is precisely on the way to the Sacred Capital, sneaking eyes as the intended advance party, that you can meet that Sacred Capital human being on the crossing.

I don't even know why that Sacred Capital guy is here, but as for this one, I'd be very grateful.

"Yeah. It doesn't look like I'm hurt and it's above all. Episcopal country,... you're from the Holy Capital, aren't you? What are you doing here..."

"Thank you so much for the book!

While confirming his opponent's affiliation, this one also tried to reveal himself, a small figure who was protected by the soldiers rushed forward and bowed his head greatly.

"I was almost ready for a moment, thank you so much, I'm sorry that I can't thank you enough for not having a hand right now, but I'm really sorry that I have to rush ahead of anything right now, but I will definitely thank you later, so please forgive me if I have to rush ahead, and I didn't think there was anything I could do to help you in this place, so I'm too surprised to be more grateful, so I will definitely thank you..."

Arrows rolled up early where I tried to take the black hood that was hiding my face, losing too much momentum.

... is that it?

I don't know what this feels like.

Looks like I remember something somewhere.

"... please visit Anessa, an assistant to Gama Boyle, affiliated with the Halladetend Foundation, to the Conrad Free Traders Union. I deeply request that you do so!

"Conrad...... The Foundation,... Mr. Anessa?

He was someone I knew.

It has titles that I've never heard of before.

"Ha! If you visit me like that, I'll make sure! Now above all, we must hurry to a place called Mr. Leffia, who is in the Land of the Devil, so please forgive me for my disrespect after your help! Excuse me!"

"... ah! Wait, wait!

Having finished curling her mouth all at once, Ms. Anessa kept her head down and ran back not long before calling it off.

Not knowing what to be surprised at, one hand you raise to stop you loses your opponent.

"The rocky wilderness will be cold. One hood can be physically challenging."

"... what, ha!?

Carlisle, an air-readable clever man, gently stops by Mr. Anessa's side where he hastily tries to chase him.

I stopped Anessa firmly on her feet by weaving her nature and cold clothes from the top of the hood so as not to force her to be abusive.

Thank you, thank you.

"... but that look smells so lying"

"My heart's voice is leaking firmly. Please, keep it closed."

"All the time, Mr. Anessa, wait! I'm here!

Turning between Carlisle and Anessa with a sweet smile like you've never seen before, he takes the black hood and shows his face.

"... hey. Anessa."

Mr. Anessa blushed her cheeks and stared at Mr. Carlisle's vanity in another world with his eyes so sparkling.

And the shards are out of sight.

With that said, this is the kind of person you were, Mr. Anessa.

... I have no choice but to restart.

I was lighter and clenched my fist.

A week after Maori took her breath away.

I couldn't leave Maori's body.

In one of the rooms of the Temple's majestic castle, nothing could be done while still leaning against the body of Maori, who could never wake up.

I couldn't do anything.

I didn't even know what to think.

Maori is dead.

I just couldn't accept the matter, I didn't want to accept it, and I just leaned on Maori's body, which didn't decay, with everything thrown out to move and think.

After a week, there was no change in Maori's body.

It doesn't decay, it doesn't decay, it doesn't necrotize the back when you say you're lying in the same position. There's no reason to wake up.

Perhaps the effect of "complete resuscitation" does not advance necrosis, but it does not bring it back to life.

I didn't know what it was.

I don't know. I just kept refusing to understand.

Replacement, I think all kinds of people were coming.

Everyone was surprised to see Maori and left quietly with a sinking face. Some left something to say, but I don't even remember what I said.

I didn't want to hear anything.

I didn't want to think about it.

I didn't even think of dying.

I really couldn't do anything.

"... as I was asking, it's impossible."

So at that time, her voice had certainly reached her ear, but she couldn't even turn around, and she couldn't even react to the emotions put into that voice.

I didn't think of anything in particular.

It wasn't that I thought of anything in particular that she stood in front of me and looked up at me early enough into the room, because I couldn't see Maori because of her stuck up,... it was just that.

"It's like a broken doll."

She looked up and looked like she was about to cry.

I feel terribly angry with him still looking like he was going to cry.

"… Bel Adne"

Pachine, the bursting sound dried by the yakitori was just vain in the quiet room and echoed.