- Huh, the air flowing around changed.
In an extremely small voice, the moment Rayce muttered "run away".
I got out of his arms and took a distance with the Queen's sword in my hand.
Raise's, red eyes are shaded, and there is dark darkness in the void. He pulled out his lower back sword with a motion he was used to. Skin becomes poppy as it distorts the mouth and symbolizes a chilling grin.
This isn't Lace.
"Don't let your contract finally be fulfilled. Will you give me your life?
In Reyce's voice, 'The Devil', who completely took over his body and consciousness, has asked me that for terrible pleasure. Now is not a full moon night and I think it was heartfelt. Even if it's just relative in the presence of the yang, the fear runs on its drifting scourge.
I shook my head flurrily, putting my strength on my fingers to delude my trembling body, and put up a treasure sword.
"I'm sorry the devil killed you."
"Right. Then I'll force you to take it away. A lot, you should bleed. How do you want me to kill you? In the chest, in the belly, in the neck. Blood overflows wherever it cuts open. It's been under control for a long time. It is so delightful to have had the dwarf life of a human being who is thus a prey. For the last time, why don't I give you a choice?
"Shut up.... don't speak in Reis' voice any more"
Slowly retract as you ascertain the feel of soil and grass on the soles of your feet. The devil has just surfaced, and this is not enough, yet, to detach him from Reis' body.
More, I need to draw my life to the brink.
"If it's something you can take, why don't you take it?
If I made him laugh provocatively, the white blade directed at him was brilliant. If you bounce off the side reflexively, your white costume skirt will be zackled and mutilated.
But the skin is not damaged. It feels better to be played than to be played.
The demon, approaching in an instant, slips the sword he waves down and has aimed at me again, but now accepts it with a treasure sword.
Normally, there is no way that the demon-dominated Rayce's sword trident could have been handed to Uncle Alan in his childhood, even though he received some sword handwriting at the end of his physical surgery.
But there is the Queen's sword that only the Spirit Princess can use. If I succeed in even letting my spiritual powers flow, with absolute strength, the sword guides me more naturally and at hand to protect me.
This way, I trained with Mr. Marina.
If we just compete, we naturally lose in power. As soon as the blade is exchanged, it retreats. Essentially, it is the decision with the Queen that always takes place.
"Ready? When the devil wakes up, don't take him head-on. I deliberately loosen the protection I gave you. Demons, by their nature, prefer to twitch and hunt down their opponents. Take it backwards, and serve only to safely outrun the field and buy time until the devil is on the table. '
... Yes, the Queen said 'don't fight'.
I can capture the devil, until that perfect opportunity comes, and I'm just 'running away'.
Well, that still makes no difference to danger, so until the end of the day, Wal was reluctant for me to run this operation. Boom-boom his watery tail and say, "No, no, no, no, Sue's doing something dangerous!" It was a little hard to forgive Wal for crying and calling.
But it's okay, Wal.
Don't worry.
I'm not willing to give my life to the devil.
I would never die in a place like this, and of course I wouldn't let Lace die.
That's what I decided, because I'm facing the 'devil'.
"You're a strong man. If you resist, fear will only prolong."
Let the devil shine back at the sun and keep his silver glowing cuttings pointed at me.
When the beauty of Reyce, originally extraordinary, is ridden by the grin of a wretched demon, its beauty is like ice and snow. The chills are so horrible and seductive.
Avoid swinging swords again in the face of being nearly swallowed by the cold beauty that freezes the area around. Is it time for the devil to rush, he couldn't avoid some fast-paced cutting-edge movements, and a red muscle was created around his fat crotch.
Face the slight pain of tingling.
The dress, which is Princess Spirit's costume, is already worn out. Lore, if you saw this, I wonder if you would scream.
The long hair I had tied was untied and disturbed, sticking with sweat and depressing. The hair decorations fell on the growing grass trees, making a vain noise with Lynn at the end.
"Huh!"
Once again, the devil's silver orbit rips open the sky, shrugging, and heat runs on his arms.
Even though I rely on the aid of a treasure sword, my breath had already begun to rise to the steep motion that I was unfamiliar with, and my response was becoming impatient.
All the wounds put on are still small and shallow, but the pain can never be seen. If you have some injuries, the spirits with healing powers should heal you later, but what hurts hurts. From the feet and from the arms, the sensation of swollen blood transmitting the skin is vivid and uncomfortable.
Seeing me like that, the devil fishes loosely and gracefully at the edge of his neat mouth with Reiss's face.
The red tongue peeks demonically and the lips arc mesmerizing.
I was pressured by the awesomeness.
With instinctive fear, a step back leg overlaps fatigue too and I fall with my buttocks on the spot.
"Ah...!
I try to get up in a hurry right away, but the devil looms before me. I manage to take a glimmer of the demon released by compelling the white hem of my knight's clothes with a treasure sword, but it also seems to have bottomed out the spiritual power that I can already shed.
Ka! and a tall sound sounds.
The treasure sword was played and rolled like crap to the edge of the fountain.
"... Come on, how do you want me to kill you? Do you still rip your throat? It would be nice to take your temperature as slowly as you can, drain your blood. Let's dye that white garment red and then get your soul."
Looking down at me sitting on the ground, the devil turns his sword to my throat. My whole body trembled with fear of imminent death at the sharpness of the inorganic blade sitting at present and at the line of devilish cruel words.
The red eyes are horrible, cloudy with pleasantly wet killing intentions that only mirror me as a 'prey'.
I even forgot my part, and wanted to drop my eyelids and skip my consciousness, but before that, the devil frowned and held my forehead.
"Come on, oh, it's abominable. You and this man, you just waste your resistance...... Huh!
"Reis......?
I opened my closing eyes.
Is Reyce's consciousness still trying to fight the devil?
Trying to protect me everywhere, I did feel the presence of Reis beside me, and I forgot for just a moment the fear that I was about to be crushed.
The tip of the sword braces and detaches from me.
If the devil shook his head (wearing it) in annoyance, I didn't miss the black shadow shaking like a remnant behind Reis.
And a little.
"... what's wrong? You're gonna rip my throat, aren't you? If you want to slash him, you can slash him with that sword. I don't even scratch bad feet anymore. The prey I've been after is here. Kill me now, and take my soul from me."
Incites the devil to hasten things deliberately.
I could see that the black feeling that had begun to seep out of Reyce's body swelled up at once if I was also forced to hold her teeth down, stretching her spine and laughing at her victory.
- - Now.
Only for a moment, I think my gaze crossed with Reis' eyes, who regained the light of sanity.
Now out of place to reach Reyce, who is beyond the devil, with a heartfelt merciful smile.
To entrust everything else, I called the queen to pray.