My Skills Are Too Strong to Be a Heroine

He was a Titan of Clay Blossom.

The boy thinks that the giant body that covers even the rising sun in the middle of the day is like a decayed castle rising up.

How hard is the surface layer as sharp as rock skin?

He poured a hot gaze at the monster in front of him, but as if he were in love, and made his fingers dance on the pattern, raising his chest.

"... hey, hey, hey, hey. What are you laughing at? What are you excited about, my friend, even though I'm on the verge of crushing to death?

The boy turned his gaze toward the girl staring at him half-eyed as he squeezed into the boneless palm of the clay.

Beautiful nun Sister with silky golden hair in clear blue eyes.

It was not fear of death that appeared on his face while capturing his luxurious body in the form of a giant, but just dissatisfaction with the boy standing in front of him with a sword.

"Yeah, I've never slashed a living dirt before."

"Wow, that's right. I wish I could slash you well... but you stupid sword! Just help me quickly, if you let me go... no, my God was helpless. Anyway, I'll personally come out and curse you forever!

"What? That's terrible. Okay, help me."

"Hi, be honest! That makes me sick!

With her angry ass, a swordsman called Suou pulls a sword down to his waist out of his sheath and strokes his sword with his fingers. It was as clean as fresh snow and as beautiful as ever a cold white sword.

"All right, 'Snow Remaining'. I'll prove that I'm your parent."

Holding a sword and laughing at the top of the Buddha, the boy took a step, and in the next moment, the raised giant's arm was turned into a (...) wheel (...).

"Hmm. Stiffer than regular rocks. Is it hardened by magic? Yes, I understand."

"Quuuuuuuuuuu!?

A fragment of a severed and falling arm, one of which is a girl in her palm, also slips into the ground and rolls along with a lump of soil. She tries to crawl out of the gap between her tightly squeezed fingers, but her thin arms don't twitch.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, will you cut this finger? I can't get out of here."

"Yeah, it's all good to use ten degrees of strength, but you can't cut meat after all. Should we increase the strength..."

"What!? What are you moving to Analytics?! Hey, and this giant's only cut his arm yet! Stab it!

"No, I know the sharpness well. If I cut it in vain and spill the blade, the snow is pathetic."

"If the result of saving a useless sword is crushed, I'm pathetic!! Oh, my God, why am I always so calm when I'm pinching!

"Why is that...?"

Beyond the gaze of the boy who solemnly held his sword in his sheath, the giant who lost one arm shook the other arm high in the sky and waved down his hammer to the girl who was struggling in the ground.

"... because you're stronger than me, Sajo."

Paquin, the atmosphere is freezing like a brief winter.

When the body made of dirt froze instantly, it was crushed to pieces to explode from the inside.

"... hah, frozen expansion. Contains a large amount of water in the soil and instantly turns it into ice. It's a miracle beyond knowledge, and Sadjo's" protection "is the strongest."

Hit and shatter your cleverly cracked fingers, succeed in escaping with your stubborn face, and stand on the ground ~

The girl, called the Virgin, trembled with anger with her finger, which had been dedicated to prayer until earlier, and her footsteps clasped loudly under the boy carrying the sword.

"Suou's stupid! How strong am I usually left alone!? On that occasion!!

I believe in your power.

"Nah, nah, suddenly that kind of illuminates me... no! Even though I fought and Suou fought, the victory is certain anyway, so I don't know how to understand the Virgin's heart that I want you to protect me anyway - this Park Jin-in!

"If you get too angry, you'll have another blood vessel cut, Sagio."

"Dahhhhhhhhh, call me by my name, not by my sage! I'm Gwen! Gwendolyn!"

"... gradually?

Gwen!

Hmm.

Gwen-Doreen!

"... guhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Um, how long will that last? I've waited a long time."

Fuah, the boy and the girl raise their faces simultaneously to the good voice of the product that fell from above their head in a yawn mix.

A girl stretching lazily across an obsolete coop far above - under a large triangular hat, a witch who thinned her eyes like the sun's orange, smiled and narrowed her eyes.

"Giselle, I don't mind looking out in the sky, but I'd be happy if you could help me sometimes."

"Oh, Suw, you really don't give me 60%, do you? It is a tragedy in a sense that the battlefield can only be regarded as a testing ground for the sharpness of the sword, and therefore has no interest in victory or defeat or in one's own life or death. Fufu, he's an incompetent man, except to become a swordsman."

"Thank you. I'm glad."

"I didn't praise you at all....."

Slowly descending down and descending to the ground, the witch, called Gisel, sighed with dismay.

"I mean, why do you call witches by their names!? I was the first one to join you!

Because it's easy to pronounce.

"This is why I grew up on a border island! Let's call the church headquarters and rename it, Goo or Dori!

"Sagio is easy to say. I like it."

"Huh? Oh, yeah? Now let's rename Sagio...."

"Calm down, Gwen. The name of the mightiest Virgin of all time will cry."

The three boys and girls completely forgot to argue over the debris of the earth, kicking away the demon weapon that had pushed the people of this area into the depths of fear like a fish.

"I'm a journey companion trying to defeat the Demon King together, but I can't help it! The Lord mourns, Swoo!

Gwendolyn, a seventeenth and eighteenth year-old girl dressed as a nun - the Virgin of the "Church", pointing her eyes at the boy. She is aiming for Demon King Castle with such a rare protective force that she can take orders from God and still exert exhaustiveness even when she leaves the church.

"So my only goal is to test the sharpness of the sword... if we can see if the demon King can be slaughtered, we don't have to take him down."

A 17-year-old boy carrying a snowy white "demon sword", with impressive black hair and faceless expression - the sword blacksmith of Akatsuki Island, Suou. I wandered the world to discover the creation of my own forged work, and happened to pass by on the edge of saving the Virgin, so I was forced to accompany me on my journey to Demon King Castle in the middle of the year.

"Absolutely, my ex-boss is pitiful, Devil... I didn't expect to be destroyed in such an incredible weather child set. I can't help but feel sympathy for the demons."

A great witch, Easyzel, whose eyes narrowed delightfully as she said, appeared to be a little girl about thirteen or four years old, far from her calm and tone. As the elite of the Demon King army, she was a heretic demon who abandoned her title and joined the members of this convex combo.

"But I still don't trust a bit about witches. It's suspicious that the Demons betray the Demon King, aren't they aiming to deceive him?

"Oh, I am a noble witch who values fairness. I had no choice because I was so stupid - I was lucky enough to get a knockout from that freak sword blacksmith on the condition that" the loser listens to everything "."

Giselle was strong.

"I often say it while keeping people (...) (...) end (...) slight (...) dust... I've never cursed myself so much that I'm immortal. Your eyes eloquently say," Infinitely chopping experimental bench aaaaaaah!! I was shouting, "

Remember, Giselle was trembling and holding her shoulders. Suou lowered her eyebrows slightly and murmured to such a witch.

"I'm sorry. But I really wanted you."

Well...

"Nah, what!?

"I've had an idea for a long time... a magical sword, a demonic sword, that trains with magic. This snow could not have been made without the strength of Gisel. I appreciate it."

Ah, hi.

"Bi, I'm surprised..."

Nevertheless, Suou is disappointed as she plays with the earth shards on the sole of her shoes.

"He didn't have any magic stones either... it's hard to get together, it's far from finished."

"I can't help it. Magic Stones are super rare minerals that can only be given to Magic Tribes and some Magic Beasts. Your idea... is it enough to build a single sword with magic stones to gather all over the world?"

Gisel laughed funny and leaned her neck against her left chest.

"Or do you want to take away the magic stone in my heart? Rare sword blacksmith."

"... no, it's fine. It doesn't seem that big."

"Would you stop looking down at people's breasts??

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! If one more mountain collapses, there's no difference between us and the Demon King army!!

Suou and Giselle sighed simultaneously at the prayer posed by the consecrating Virgin, and hurriedly resolved their attack posture. Of the three extra-standard powers, the most disruptive was undoubtedly the Virgin Gwendolyn.

With her breasts down to the two grown up, the Virgin raises her fingers "Still".

"Do you feel a big magic stone reaction in the ruins ahead? Witch."

"Yes, definitely. The magic of the Magic Stone and - there's something else, and I really feel a strange power. I want to see what it is even with me. Inside the ruins, there are beasts that threaten people. Could it be a meaningful quest for everyone?

"Yeah, I see. All right, then let's go! I'm scared of a lot of enemies, but it's okay because Suou will protect me."

…………………

"Stop looking like 'I don't know what it means at all'!

Along with the crying cry of the Virgin, a small rain cloud suddenly appeared only above Suou, causing him to rain like a waterfall.

"... this is what a nest is like."

I was surrounded by the moment I stepped inside the lonely ruins. Like countless lions.

Surrounded by grunting and throats, the two out-of-standard people groan with vague eyes.

"... hey, big witch, I hate fighting fish."

"Sometimes I like you, Virgin. I think it's honest enough to walk down the tunnel and attack the ruins Dungeon."

"I know, I know."

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The Virgin and the witch stared at each other without expression and nodded, gently turning their eyes toward sword-smithing ~

"That's why, Suw, good luck!

"I wonder what it would be like for me and your leftover snow, I'll be waiting in the back, so please hurry up as much as you can. Bye."

To refresh myself, I closed my eyes with one prayer and snipped one finger with one pachin - the two girls disappeared from the scene.

……………

After all, there is only one Suou boy who is left behind.

"... you did it, Snow Remains, it's the 1000-body slash of your dreams...!

He held his love sword happily and smiled happily in the heart of countless beasts.

"You're late, aren't you, Suw? Was it a struggle?

"No, it took me a long time to try all kinds of slashing and poking."

"Don't say it while you're excited...? I've been thinking about it for a long time, but you're quite a pervert..."

While gazing sideways at Suou, a happy, bloody, wet face, Gisel stared ahead - here, in the middle of the innermost chalet of the ruins.

"Ooh! Ingredients!!

"Wow... I haven't heard that in a long time... I'm shouting... Well, it was an incredible size as a material. With this alone, it will be possible to manufacture a sword....... However, if you look at (...) pure (...) objects (...), that's the story."

What the witch said and pointed out was the red magic stone crystal that was so big that it might fit if each person was round, or the crystal that each person was round and contained inside.

Sleeping on his knees like a fetus in deep red was a boy who looked the same age as Giselle. Seems like an insect trapped in an amber, Suou is taken away by the strange sight.

Then the Virgin who was concentrating her attention with her ears on the crystal closed, slowly opened her eyelids and murmured.

"Hmm... it's faint, but I heard a heartbeat, and it looks like she's alive."

"I guess so... he probably seeds just like me. This kind of magic doesn't fit in the illusion of man."

Gisel said negligently and slapped the hard surface with a small hand.

Are demon tribes born of magic stones?

"No... to tell the truth, we don't know how we were born, and we're not interested. She probably went to sleep hiding herself in this magic stone."

"For what?

"Wait a minute... Hmm, I can hear this child's deep psychiatric voice... I see, in sum, it feels like 'When you wake up, it'll be a feather to fight. I'm dying. Let's sleep in a safe place'!

"Nah, what a lewd kid...! It's embarrassing to be part of the same demon tribe, I'll fix your guts! Now I'm gonna smash this stone and drag it out. Get ready!

"Wait, Giselle, your magic turns all the magic stones into powder. I'm the one with the snow."

"Don't bother anyone with a stunt! This is where the Virgin and I met Pakkan."

"... shut up"

Look down at the witch who tries to snip her fingers, the sword blacksmith who puts his hands on the handle, and the Virgin who closes her eyes.

"Don't you think it's a little bad to have a peachy parka where people feel good sleeping?

The grey-haired boy threw up on a magic stone crystal while cleverly scratching the cushion.

Her eyes, narrowed in a mood, are shaded like jewels, staring at the three noisy people with grievances and grudges.

"Well, Mr. Sleeping Booth, I woke up. Inside the Magic Stone, you don't even need to breathe. It's the most lazy cradle. Thank you for your hard work."

Su, one step ahead and smiling on the surface, the boy frowned surprisingly.

The two people facing each other looked like children of the same age, but their styles seemed to vary for decades, and they were really tight hugs.

"... hmm? You're one of mine. You know, you realized the moment you were born, the magnitude of your power and its forced use - say, destroy it, destroy it as much as you can. I can't do it at all. I'd rather sleep my whole life than live in a world like this."

"Oh, you're a demon, but you stink of destruction? Well, that's unfortunate... weird or defective, I suppose. I'm so sorry."

"That's strange of you, getting along with humans and playing nice. The demons can't do that."

Asked, but losing its bright pleasure, Gisel said, "Ugh."

"... well, I was somehow bonded. When I was traveling with these dicks, I somehow smelled like humans... and my destructive impulse was fully dissipated as I tried to crush the Devil King."

"Hmm... so? You want me to join that demon king crusade?

"No... please, I will welcome you as my disciple."

Ha?

Regardless of the peeling boy, the big witch innocently puts her hands together and smiles like a girl.

"I just wanted a pet or a servant or a wizard who would fight desperately on my behalf! Perfect for you, it's hiring. Congratulations."

"No, I definitely don't want to be one of them...."

"Please don't mention your trust because it is a matter of decision. Fufu, and you're tired of pretending to be asleep, right? Great, this trip won't bore you for a second at least. The most powerful virgin and swordmaker there is a very interesting creature."

"Hmm, is that a compliment?

"Yeah, probably."

"I didn't praise you at all ~"

Suu and Gwen, who were friendly and whispering in each other's ears, were accustomed to Gisel's appearance, and the demonic boy with a tight face sighed as if he had been released from the poison.

"... but I've never had too many of my friends! I'd like to welcome you, Mr. Devil..."

"Is it really a decision... well, honestly, if you guys come in bundles, I won't win it when I get up... I have no choice.

- I don't have a name. Aren't you just an apprentice?

"Well, that's not pathetic! Hey, Sow, what's your nice name?

"... hi, sir?

"Because you slept in gray until now, I understand. That's the guy who tried to name the pretty snow residue" White. "

"Heineken! It's not good, it's good, I'm flattered that Suou called me by my name, but... from now on, heineken. Let's do our best!"

The sword blacksmith and the witch also stretched their chests, as if they were overlapping the Virgin who narrowed her eyes and gently extended her white hand.

"To defeat the Demon King together!

"To complete my sword..."

"To play funny and funny in a boring world?

Almost simultaneously, the most powerful heretics in all walks of life who said their favorite things loudly, the boy named Haine, who also had extra-standard magic, shook his head with feverishness.

I couldn't cut it. Nothing.

At the bottom of the ruins of inorganic ruins, Suou stood bewildered on the transfer device and looked up at the sky.

Contrary to his mood, the sky peeking from the cracked ceiling is blue and bright, reminding him of the eyes of a girl lying down without strength in the boy's arm.

"... I came back here because I couldn't save the world, so please don't be angry if you cry."

Gisel sat down with her knees next to Suou, holding her eyes tight and exhaling. Heine, who was sitting next to him, stared at the void with her mysterious eyes and was still thinking about something.

They couldn't do anything before the truth of the world that was revealed at the Demon King Castle earlier.

Giselle, Hyne, even the ruthless Suou. I was told to put my hand on the neck of the world, and I was totally scared and couldn't move a finger. Except for Gwendolyn.

"I thought she was a quiet, self-loyal little girl... but even if she rotted, she was a saint. At least she was a much stronger woman than me."

Suu looked down at Gwen's white face and murmured to Gisel, whose teeth were biting so hard that blood seeped.

"It's not Giselle's fault.... whoever it is, it's me."

"If you were told that you were created only to replace the destructive impulse of God of Destruction - would you want to die? Suou"

The great witch laughed weakly at her mockery. Next to that, Hyne closed her eyes with a heavy lift.

The Demon King is the God of Destruction, so he must do everything possible to destroy it - but if he himself, who is a bending God, performs direct destruction with his power, the world will soon be destroyed, said the Demon King with a gentle smile.

Therefore, by letting the counterpart of his own power carry out destructive acts, his destructive impulse is slowly eliminated - the hand (...) step (...) for that is the demon race.

"It sounds good to speak of the Apostle of God, but isn't it a tool made after all? I was not even given a human conscience so that I could carry out my destructive acts without being bewitched by unnecessary reproach...."

Holding her chest down, Giselle shook her head.

The existence of you and Heineken was a mutation, "The Irregular," said her natural demon king, with anguish.

It was an unexpected, deep relationship with human beings that allowed us to meet Gwen and Sou Ou through our hearts and minds, and a mind that could not have been born.

"I can't believe I'm feeling like this... shit. After all, we couldn't defeat that demon king, who was losing control, so the world would be destroyed and destroyed sooner or later. I guess we just look at it with our fingers around us, really...."

"I won't perish. Excuse me."

It was too weak and faint a voice. But I didn't miss a word from Saint Gwen, who was dead in the arm of Ausu Ou.

Saggio!

"Yes, you're alive!? Last time I prayed for something, I fell asleep, so I wonder if I was outraged by the shock of being betrayed by God...."

"With all due respect... if I were well, I'd beat you 100 times. Well, anyway, this world won't be gone for a while. Sure, I'll keep it for another 50 years."

With his bloodless lips sharpened, Gwen laughed invincibly.

"If you don't, you'll lose the name of the mightiest Virgin, right? Finally, I rewarded you with an arrow. I used all my protective powers to suppress the demon king's destructive impulse.

... well, in exchange for the rest of my life, it couldn't be forever. "

When I did, I clumsily made a piece sign and showed it to him, and the unusual upsetting color appeared in Suou's eyes, and Gwen smiled bitterly.

"Hey, you're laughing here. Even though it's a place for a generation of people to show off... Hey Suw, don't look so sad. I just saw the future."

With a smile, I stroked the end of the crying boy's eyes with my fingers and told him.

"... one day, a girl will show up to you. Very energetic and funny kid. When the boy comes, lend him the rest of Suou's snow. It's okay, I might fold it once, but I'm sure you'll take care of it."

If you want me to imitate it and smile and show it, the boy lowers his eyebrows even more and lays down his moist eyes.

And when she opened her trembling lips gently, she exhaled as if inspired, and looked at the girl's suspicious eyes and said.

"... Gwendolyn"

The Virgin was more astonished than when the world's secrets were revealed to a boneless voice calling her name with a clean pronunciation for the first time. Eyes blinking.

"I practiced. Heine says you're happy....."

"... stupid, really stupid, just say it! Then I let you say it hundreds more times....."

* woosh *, the fist that hit my chest was unexpectedly powerful, and Suou choked violently.

With his eyebrows raised and his eyes filled with tears, Gwen turned to regret.

"... did you use all your life?

"... I may be disqualified as a Virgin, but I was a little scared, and I only had one year left. In fact, is it for family planning or as a replacement for retirement benefits...."

I see. Good, then don't call me tens of thousands of times. "

The boy who blinked his eyes to the Virgin smiled for the first time.

"... will you stay with me? I'm going to die soon.

"It's the same whether you die tomorrow or a hundred years later. It doesn't matter. It's the first time I've done anything but train my sword. Thank you, Gwendolyn."

"... I'm glad you didn't tell me that before I met the Demon King."

Then the Virgin laughed back with tears and a sneezing face.

"Well, then we'll wait until we get back to the island and get the rest of the snow... what will you do?

"... I'm going to hide. I refuse to fight now that I know the truth. I don't care if you like it, disciple."

The cold-handed Hyne, however, did not miss the lonely color that seeped slightly into his orange eyes, and smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"No, I don't want to fight either... it's not bad for me to relax while I play with your apprentice."

Until she changed her mind, the great witch glanced at the disciple and lowered her eyes slightly.

"Then I'll leave this flame to you. Because I have to make regular adjustments with magic and train... is this interesting girl coming to pick up" Immortal Slasher "?

Gwen nodded with a giggle as he handed over the red sword to Jisel.

"Yes. Not just Giselle, you'll meet Heine... hey, don't bully her too much because she's cute. Remember, I'm always watching from the shade of grass leaves."

"It's too scary... I don't know what it is, but if you remember it, I will. Maybe."

As he nodded satisfied with Heine's generous acceptance, Gwen gently assembled his hand, closed his eyes and offered his prayers.

"It's okay, the world will be saved ~

Good luck, pretty brave man. Pleasure to meet you in the world I'm connected to. "

Dedicated prayers are not gods, but more distant than the distant sky, directed to another world.

The day it arrives is far away, but it is bound to come.

Thus did the story of the four heretics quietly close the curtain, leaving great despair and little hope.