Monster no Goshujin-sama

Fifty-five.

Harrison's attacks were to be feared.

I couldn't stand it anymore. [M]

I just didn't give up.

I kept peeking into the gap in the counterattack.

He persisted in stretching the thread of magic that would be pulled a thousand times, eating his teeth off the accelerating load and trying not to be crushed.

I was desperate.

So the change seemed abrupt.

"... Huh?

The enemy has vanished neglectfully.

The order to crush this space was interrupted.

"What happened...?

Salvia felt the same thing and was confused.

While doing so, the ceiling that was about to fall had been completely repaired.

This was the result of this control passing unilaterally.

There are no more signs of collapse.

For a moment, I was stunned by a situation that was too convenient.

"Hey, hey. What's wrong, Mashima?"

Shimazu, who was holding the refrain, notices strangely and inquires.

But I don't know how I explained it.

In the end, I told him as he was.

"No more enemy interference"

"It's gone? Why?"

"... I don't know. Wait a minute, please."

I haven't been able to grasp the situation, but I'm only certain that the resistance is gone.

If so, you just have to do as you did earlier.

It stretches the threads that erode the world, skipping recognition at the same time.

Into the space where the enemy leader is supposed to be.

"... what is this"

That's how I saw it, it was miserable.

Throughout the vast space, the stone floor is stained with ominous red.

The wreckage of what was a man was rolling over there.

There was an illusory sight there, even a drifting death odor.

As far as the altar where Harrison was supposed to have stood, it completely collapsed and there is no shadow to see.

And a monster stood in the center of the space, as if to act in its place.

"... a black monster?

Salvia crushed looking at the same thing.

The voice contained fright.

So much so that the monster was showing some overwhelming signs.

... but at the same time, I had the impression that it was somewhere sad to stand up in one piece.

"Has everyone been hit? To that monster..."

I just snapped, and I noticed it all the time.

"Mr. Kato! Kato is......!?

Once, when I reached for Harrison, I felt Kato's presence on the spot.

What has become of her in this tragedy?

I felt bloody sick.

"Where!?

I immediately scanned the space.

So I stroked my chest down just a little bit.

"Are you there..."

Sounds like it.

Looking for him, including the people who were killed, didn't look like Mr. Kato.

I can't rest assured until I know where she is, but at least, it doesn't seem to be dead on that spot.

"Hey, Takahiro. What happened?"

So, Kanahiko called out.

"It's speculative that Takahiro must be able to recognize where the Harrisons are in the application of" Misty Vault, "otherwise refreshing. Talk to us so we can understand."

"Ah, oh. Right. Even so, there's not much I know..."

There is no difference in talking.

Instead, I wanted the opinion of Kanahiko, who knows best the situation of the enemy.

"Apparently, the Harrisons were attacked by monsters. The one I've never even seen. Plus, it's terribly strong. Anyway, you killed the majority of the people who were there in this short time. Do you know Kanahiko?

"A monster who can kill the Harrisons in a short time?... No, you don't."

"Right. I thought it was the enemy's hidden balls."

"If it was hidden from me, I don't know. So, how did Kato say this?

"Until just now, Kato was in the same place as Harrison. But he's not here right now. Even so, it doesn't look like he was killed with me. I just don't know where he's gone..."

Part of this area of the otherworlds has already put a considerable extent under control.

On the contrary, however, recognition was not followed by an overly vast space.

It was also significant that it was not originally its own domain, and there were a limited number of areas that could be recognized at once.

"If they took me somewhere, I'd have to look... but without a clue, don't take long"

As I was biting my teeth, Kanahiko, lying on his back on the floor, woke up his upper body.

"If that's the case, Takahiro. I might be able to help."

"Kanahiko?"

Because of an unexpected enemy attack, Kanahiko let him take something out of his nostalgia, even though his body, which had not yet been treated, would hurt.

"I was going to give you this."

"... the magic tool of metastasis?

It was a purple treasure ball I had seen.

In return, incomprehensible, Kanahiko opened her mouth with a serious face.

"On the other hand, Kato has it. Precisely, I planted it while I was losing my mind."

"Kanahiko, you..."

"This should get you to Kato."

He was hitting his hands properly.

I would have been here prepared to die, too, so I guess this was Kanahiko's kejime.

In this situation, there is no such thing as reliance.

But Kanahiko's expression was harsh.

"What I don't know is that this was originally prepared to recapture Mr. Kato over here. There was a collaborator, and I told him to let him use it in anticipation of the time. I was supposed to be flying when I lost..."

You mean something happened?

"Could be"

Kanahiko pointed to the magic tool of metastasis.

"I know you do, but that only allows me to fly once. If you're going to fly somewhere you don't know what's going on, you can't come back."

"I know."

I nodded back.

"But I have to help you."

"Okay. Needless to say,"

There was no stray.

If anything happens, you can't let it go.

With determination, squeeze the magic tool.

But he raised his voice to water it.

"Well, I think it's going to be okay."

With some gloomy look, Kudo was looking at this one.

Unlike usual, there was no oblivious smile on Kudo's face.

The shadowy expression had an atmosphere that seemed terribly unpleasant.

"Kudo? What are you talking about?

"I think it's safe for seniors to use that magic tool. First of all, the place to fly would be where Harrison was."

In response to my inquiry, Kudo spoke of his predictions.

Nevertheless, I still don't know what you're trying to say.

Kanahiko was frowning, too.

"Hey. Kudo, what are you talking about? Takahiro's story meant Kato wasn't there. Besides, assuming you fly there, there's a monster and a monster who did the Harrison one. It's rather dangerous."

"No. It shouldn't be dangerous. At least for seniors."

The tone of the answer was pale.

It was a tone that drained emotions and just spoke facts and what I recognized.

"Think about it. In the first place, it would be odd for the Harrisons conveniently to be wiped out in this situation. The timing is too good, and it's weird where I made it that strong. At least a 'mad beast' or 'dragon man' class... or maybe more, but there's no way that such a presence can gush out"

"So what..."

"Wait, Kanahiko."

I had an exchange between the two of them.

Unconsciously, the voice had become stiff.

Because I noticed Kudo's intention to deliberately bring out the existence of 'mad beasts' and 'dragon men' here.

I immediately realized that maybe it was because I was thinking about that possibility somewhere in my head.

The idea never rose to consciousness, I guess, because it was so unacceptable.

But that's why I couldn't fail to confirm.

"Kudo. You say that monster is Kato, right?

From the timing, that was certainly natural.

It is not normal for us to develop into monsters, but it is not possible for us transferees.

"Huh......!? Kato is a monster......!?

Kanahiko was stunned, but I was rather convinced by what I had put out in my mouth.

She would 'do it'.

If there's anything you can do, you must not hesitate.

Fu, I remembered the words Kudo was saying to Kato.

- You're just like me. Including weakness and ruinous nature. Let me assure you. When you express your abilities, it's bound to be 'terrible'.

If that monster is Kato, it means he expressed his abilities.

I turned my consciousness to the black monster.

I immediately noticed.

"... the enemy has been annihilated and there is no sign of its return?

On the contrary, I didn't feel anything sensible.

Even after defeating the enemy, the monster was just standing in a large space.

The worst possibility came to mind.

"No way...... you're losing your reason and you can't get it back?

"You're the same type as Mad Beast."

Crushing stunned, Kudo hammered him.

If I tried Kudo, who is now able to follow the 'Mad Beast', I would have immediately grasped what it is like to be in that state.

"You won't be able to get it back, unless you get your reason and your heart back. Most of all," The Mad Beast "has never returned to its original appearance... but that's the kind of ability it is."

"... no"

Kudo told me the decisive truth.

"Unfortunately, Kato Mandarin has been lost."

The world shook.

It was so shocking that it felt that way.

Mr. Kato is not coming back.

Never again, I can't even exchange words.

With that in mind, my senses seemed to have lost their normal work.

"... seniors? Are you okay, seniors?

Kudo's voice calling is far away.

Everything is far away.

The shock was so great that the sensation of the world was lost.

No. In fact, one of the essential pieces that make up my world is missing.

It felt that way.

Mr. Kato is not a family member unlike the Lillies.

But it was equally irreplaceable.

Because she was there, I believed in humans.

If I hadn't met her, I might still be living in the depths of the tree sea, avoiding contact with humans.

I couldn't tell you enough that Kato was definitely responsible for me right now.

My world could not have been without her.

... So I can't believe I lost it, I couldn't admit it.

"Not yet."

Crush small.

If you call it in, it should still be possible for your voice to reach you.

At least, it's not a zero possibility until you try.

... Reason denied that hope was illusory, but the mind could not give up hope.

I couldn't admit how much she'd been lost.

Not yet, I won't give up.

The thought caused magic to flow through the magic tools of the metastasis.

"Senior!?

Surprised Kudo's face disappeared.

It moved to another place, along with the switching sensation of the world.

It was a large space.

As Kudo said, the destination that flew with magic tools was Harrison Tiny Place.

Blood and organs and the smell of dust poked his nose.

But such a thing didn't even rise to consciousness.

"Mr. Kato."

Because he had been deprived of consciousness by the black beauty he had once again witnessed with his naked eyes.

I reached out.

"I'm here to pick you up."