Muimui-tan

- One...

"What are you looking at, yo?"

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm a little concerned about the word Demon Stone Nucleus, and I'm really sorry.

"I'll take care of this new king, so fight with confidence, yo."

Oh, yes. Please.

Do you want to fight?

I'll run out with two spears. In the meantime, we need to reduce the number. It's dangerous to deal with the other six at the same time.

"Run! I'll stand for three!

Seriously, Joan, can you go? So Micah has one, Kew's old man has one, and I have one.

"You have no choice. I'll do the unreliable middle-aged follow-ups there"

"No, I'm not that old, it's terrible."

I don't know how much Type 14 can fight, but, well, it's about as good as naming it a combat (battle) maid, so it won't be a foot job, yeah, maybe I'll be fine.

"Huh?

Yes, yes, you should shrink properly over your head so you don't get hurt.

Imminent Demon Stone Soldier. A red dot lights up my right vision. As you can see through it, the left fist, where the muscle fibers are entangled and enlarged like tentacles, looms. It's a fight!

- "Spiral charge" -

The crimson red held by the sidearm Amara raises a red spiral roar to intercept the giant's left fist. My crimson is awesome!

Crimson chooses and pierces the demon stone soldier's left fist. The muscle fibers bounce loose and fly away. That's not the end of this!

"Whoa, it's terrible to destroy the innocent soldier's left arm."

Is innocence not the enemy at the time of the attack? Or are you telling me to shut up and get killed, but?

The Prime Minister's words stop any movement but mine. Hmm? What do you mean?

"What the hell is this?!

Kyou's old man screams.

"Hmm. You traitors, I mean, this one's right. So if you kill a soldier, it will remain a sin."

To? Uh, right. Is it a circumstance where you feel comfortable rebelling because you are guilty? Um, is that something to worry about? 'Cause, you know, I don't know if that just means they're gonna kill me, but I don't know what I should fight for rather than die.

"Whoa, that's a pinch, yo"

I look back at Mr. Koo's words.

"Lady, it's your turn, yo. You can do it right, Na?

Mr. Kow is gently pressing the girl's back. Cat ear girl snorting at it.

"The king commands. Consider the former prime minister, the rebel Kolas Tschich."

Coras Tschich? Oh, that's the name of the Chancellor. That's an unusual name, isn't it?

"Yes, well done yo"

Mr. Koo praises the cat ear girl.

"Lady, no, the new king. Well said! Now it's up to you guys to be guilty!

I see. In this world, such pre-construction is important.

"It's Koo Koo. The guy named you... Fine, my experimental soldiers will crush everything."

The demon stone soldiers, who had stopped moving with the words of the Prime Minister, move out. My crushed left arm is also slowly starting to regenerate.

"Kill them and let them go, Na."

I thought that's what Mr. Koo said. Experimental soldier, move as you're told, right? I don't know, this is an unpleasant role.

Leave your left arm to continue playing, the other right arm looms. There's a red dot in my sight.

- "Hundreds of Flowers" -

A high speed thrust emanates from the tide wave held by the side arm Naraka. My poking and fisting bump into each other. The pounding streak and fist momentum antagonize. Can't you smash it if it's not just crimson......

But!

I have the other side arm! Your torso is empty!

The crimson I let Side Arm Amara hold smashes the pulsating demon stone on the demon stone soldier's chest - no, the crimson eats the demon stone. The demon stone soldiers eaten by the demon stone rise and collapse a distorted roar. My body breaks down and becomes a chunk of meat.

"This is terrible. That's a warcraft, you don't seem to have a man's heart. Or is someone behind you moving it?

Yes, yes, I'm alone first. Well, whose help should we go to next?

Joan is snubbing as he successfully flushes his impending fists from the three sides with two shields. Yeah, Joan's gonna have some more. Micah is - Yeah, that looks like a normal win over there. So, Kyou's old man, and.

At that moment, Type 14 was being punched and blown away by a giant fist. Hey, you, you weren't supposed to follow me!

"Sounds pretty good."

Type 14 flickers in the air, posturing and landing. As it was - even though it wasn't dirty at all - I was tapping my maid's clothes and imitating them as if they were lightly dusted. Uh, you're the type to go in from your outfit.

I have no choice, do you want to follow the 14 and Kew old ladies? Kyou's old man desperately sneaks at the demon stone soldier's attack, and while he's attacking, he's not decisive enough.

"Hey, I think I noticed the potato warcraft there, but yo, that soldier, the demon stone on his chest is the weak spot yo"

Yes, right? It's a weakness to see.

"Koo Koo! Do something extra again!

Whoa, former Chancellor, I think I'm losing blood vessels in my head.

"The Chancellor's husband, no, now it's ex Na! Coras' husband, I think we've already decided to compete, yo."

"Do something unsolicited!

- "Spiral charge" -

A crimson painted red spiral smashes his fist that was approaching Kyou's old man.

"My husband, you saved my life!

Kew's old man runs there. Drip some liquid from a bottle in your hand as you run and apply it to the dagger. And stick the dagger straight to the demon stone soldier's chest, the pulsating demon stone. The moment the dagger stabs the demon stone, Kyou's old man lets go of the dagger, kicks the demon stone soldier and flies big backwards.

And a dagger stabbed to chase it explodes with the demon stone. Whoa, was that liquid explosive earlier?

A demon stone soldier who has lost his demon stone collapses into a chunk of meat. All right, that leaves four! Um, the other members, and...

When I looked at Micah, I was just turning this way. The sound of a kachin sheathing the knife sounds, and the demon stone of the demon stone soldier smashes and scatters along with it. Ya, I'll do it. Yeah, that leaves you with three.

Joan didn't miss the gap between the demon stone soldiers either, building a sword of light and smashing a demon stone. Oh, you do it. That leaves you with two. So, what about Mr. Fourteen?

"What is it? Is there something on my face?

I was holding back behind me. No, you know, just... yeah, if you care, you lose.

We rendezvous with Joan. That's four to two. Uh, but if I let the former prime minister in, three? This is our victory now. I mean, I don't think you can do it at the point where your weakness peels off. You didn't notice on the way, did you, former Chancellor? That's where your defeat is!