Reincarnation Monarch

"Are you ready?

Balance said to face to face Max.

"Oh, whenever you want."

Max responded with such expressions as reluctance.

Besides, Balance nodded satisfactorily, shouting anticipating the timing.

"Now!

Max reacted quickly to the signal of balance and took a big step forward to wield the belt gripped in his right hand with all his might.

Then the Warcraft fled with Vikri once he turned his body wide upside down to avoid the belt, then hit Max in an attempt to fight back with some slow movement.

Max had anticipated a Warcraft counterattack, so he quickly jumped big back and succeeded in launching the Warcraft attack without difficulty.

Warcraft gave him a remorseful bare gesture as he thrilled out his tongue, divided into two strands, each red and long.

But at the next moment, the Warcraft gave a stunned look with four eyes open, all torn apart.

And from those two necks stood something (...) shining a golden and silver glow.

It was a slender dagger with a beautifully decorated pure gold pattern.

Max remembered what happened two weeks ago when he admitted that what stood on the warcraft's neck was a dagger.

"... you, that was then..."

Balance nodded satisfactorily to Max's question, turning his jaw all the way upwards to speak well.

"That's right. That's the dagger from that time. I'm just glad we had two."

Balance finishes saying, Warcraft shouted a bitter scream, as well as shaking his fat, long tail and rambling.

"Everybody off! Spread out!

Alberto immediately gave the instructions out loud.

Then they all jumped backwards in a agile motion and succeeded in deflecting the Warcraft attack without difficulty.

But the Warcraft then swung the arrow cod and tail to the side, or swung down lengthwise wide and slammed hard on the ground, but gradually the force weakened, and after a while the body and tail stopped moving.

And when he thought that he had raised the high scream of the demon, he fell to the ground and lay on his back.

"Yay! Wow!"

Everyone shouted delightfully, headed by Alberto.

"... really fucked up... wow..."

Max was also surprised by the courage of balance and honestly murmured words of praise, just like everyone else.

Balance slowly approached the Warcraft as he became a superior face to victory and showered everyone's praise, pulling out and retrieving the two daggers that stabbed him in the neck.

At that time, blue black blood poured out of the neck of the Warcraft, but the Warcraft would never move again.

"Well done!

Alberto walked over to the balance, knocking on its shoulder and twisting again.

Then the others gathered again and again unto the balance, and threw unto their mouths an obnoxious word.

And Max, too.

"Awesome front. I've reviewed it."

Balance then smiled as if he haunted everyone for the first time.

"No, thanks to you too."

Is this the first time Balance has ever been in a situation like this, he said, looking badly lit up.

And Balance offered a dagger toward Max.

"Are you sure?

Balance nodded slowly to Max's words.

"You'd rather have one for two than one for two"

When he received the word and Max also received the dagger lightly again, Balance nodded satisfactorily and lightly.

That was a testament to the balance, the utmost friendship with Max.