"Gu... Ugh..."
Harold, pierced through his chest, remained down on the spot, unable to rise.
"Is it the play that [the charm] is solved... to alarm me..."
No, you're not.
Harold immediately corrected the idea.
In Margo's eyes there was clearly a light of strong will.
[Enchantment] There is an unlikely light in man who has been cast and has lost his will.
That means...
(Margo is cooperating with the remnants of the Demon King's Army at his will...? Being a part of a brave party--)
"Why... you must be part of a brave party!
Harold raised his sad voice.
I couldn't believe it.
He is a member of a brave party that fought for the Demon King - one of the warriors who saved the world.
Exactly, hero among heroes.
Being what can be called the norm of all knights.
It is given to the Demons of their own free will.
"I don't like that rhetoric..."
Margot told abominably.
"A part of a brave party? You think I'm some kind of brave guy? No, I'm not! I'm a hero knight, Margo! I've been honored as a hero much longer than a young man like Euno! Take that...!
With the long sword in his hand, Margot approaches.
Ugh...!
A wind of magic with a light green on the blade hangs around.
"The Seventy-Seven Disease Thunder King Sword".
It is also synonymous with the heroic knight.
"Please wait, Mr. Margo"
And, Franjurus stopped him.
"Regardless of your other companions, the brave ones should still be kept alive"
"But he is witnessing where I am with the Demons. [Enchantment] Now that it's solved, we can't let it go like this."
Margo disputing the words of Franjurus.
Based on the content of that conversation, there still seemed to be no doubt that Margo was on the Devil's side.
and
"I can't believe you're part of a brave party, yet give it to the Demons!
"I can't forgive you, Margo......!
Rosa and Isabelle stood up nicely.
Margot slashed him, but he seems to have avoided a fatal injury.
─ ─ But it's never a shallow wound.
"Deathless people."
Margo looked back.
Cold eyes.
I don't think of him as a heroic knight very much respected by nations, eyes.
No...
(This is the nature of this man......?
Harold was zoomed.
I was confronted with Vilgarodomus, the demon king.
"... you can't win as you are, you mean"
'It's only a possibility. The brave Yuno, as well as this man, seems to be touching [Nirvana]. I don't know how...'
And, demon king.
Don't insult the growth of those who possess the power of '[light]. Though you will be far above in your combat abilities at the moment, they will grow quickly. More'
The demon king's explanation continues.
'It is not only the brave men chosen for [light] that deserve attention. The effects of [light] will permeate those close to them - their companions.
"Even for the brave party...?
"Some of them may even reach [Nirvana]."
"[Nirvana]..."
Something on the opposite pole of [Nara], which is a total existence of [darkness] - so to speak, the original tightening of [light].
I recall from Margo's mouth that the word [Nirvana] came out.
Maybe he got there on his own?
Or did you reach it with some help?
For example, due attention will need to be paid not only to Euno but also to the forthcoming battle with Margo.
Or to Farah.
"What can I do to counter that?
'One is to wear both [light] and [darkness] sides. If tested in the ruins of an ancient civilization (Remseria) dotted in this country, it will come true'
And, demon king.
I've already heard that from Lakshasa.
When I fought Myka before, he used the technique... [Chaos].
If I wear that too, even if Euno has been using more powerful [light], I can counteract it enough.
"And the other... is in the deepest part of this castle."
"Of this castle...?
"If you'll come with me, I'll show you around"
"Don't Believe in the Demon King, Host"
My voice sounds.
Right next to me, the beauty in black, Lakshasa, materialized.
"No, [terminal 605] ─ [engraved name (code) Vilgarodomus] of [dark]"
"[Terminal 037], [engraved name (code) rakshasa]? Sounds like you're following a pretty powerful device. '
The demon king of the pigeon laughs.
Lakshasa on the other hand has a rugged look.
'The terminal on Station 600 plays a different role than we do. Never forgive your heart, my host.'