Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

To avoid demonic attacks, wave a sword.

The blade didn't go through more than the power of the attack to say whether this was also different with the D rate and the C rate. Doss, even if you can scratch black skin, it won't lead to fatal damage.

Try squeezing your opponent to the D rate and you won't stand up for this amount. Even if you buy time, the magic drain is intense and doesn't even make you feel what resistance means - something that everyone knew from the beginning.

Still... Tesfir could not renounce fighting even meaninglessly.

――――

The sharp arm of the demon approached Tesfir's eyes. I managed to slip the knife in.

"Ca!!

How many times would a weak body have been blown away by its power and rolled while rubbing the ground?

The world flipped.

The momentum subsided around a little soaked in the lake. Cloudy consciousness, uncertain point of view.

His breath constantly raised his face as well, his eyes edge stained red.

When I touch it with a horrible hand to be pushed and see it, the blood is slipping into my hand. Still not deep enough to die. Then he stood up to support the sword, saying he couldn't give up yet.

Thoughts don't go around already. I pulse so dokungly that I wonder if my heart is in my head.

Immediately set up a knife and move your legs forward alternately into selflessness. The demon was packing a distance to attack the members while Tesfir was gone.

That number has not decreased. It appeared in the tesphere as if there were even more nings. Nor has the previous attack captured the nucleus of the demon, which has not reached its destruction.

The demon with his legs cut off by the evidence is shrinking its distance as it crawls. The eyes were furious with red anger.

"Let it go!!

A flash does not mimic the shape of a knife. It's just a weak thing to wiggle.

……

The fact that the demon wasn't so frightened led me to look at my own sword for the first time.

That's a knife. Love knife that Tesfir has used for years.

... but there was no magic flowing there.

The magic that kept responding finally cut the bottom off.

It sounded good when it came to lonely struggle. Still uncovered reality flaunts Tesfir as a harsh fact of the incompatible relationship between man and demon, as in the theory of correspondence.

A spider demon roared high and screamed like a chase there. I laugh Kerakera like I pray with a few legs up.

Then a similar spider child fell from the top of the tree. As if they were waiting for their prey to weaken.

I didn't have the strength to be surprised by Tesfir anymore. It was in despair from the beginning, so any further threat is already immeasurable.

It's also finally time to stand...... you won't be able to stand a few more rounds turning to the defense this way.

The demons wielded fierceness against Tesfir as they wielded their prey.

Fluffy ankles don't help. Demonic claws ripped off her sleeves, tearing apart her hair retention tied to one, and at the same time scattered only a few pieces of hair.

Slow reflection of ripped hair dancing through the universe in the unbalanced Tesfir's eyes.

The red hair emits a light similar to the red eye of the demon.

It's not a thin, black red like creepy blood, it's a red that absorbs light and claims it as its own thing.

When the red hair fell out of sight, Tesfir fell on her back without force.

If I strayed my gaze, most of my members had passed out intolerably with fear. I wonder how happy I would be.

I can't move a finger, but I can't seem to meditate on my eyes until the end.

The demon moves forward to the sight of Tesfir. I was guessing that from the ground. Death approaches us step by step.

Creepy, uncomfortable and irreconcilable voices were already far away.

(Not anymore)

A tribute to myself similar to giving up. I fell in love with the sky that I could see from the gaps in the branches even in this situation.

(beautiful!!

But the sight will soon be blocked. Whether it's a demonic foot or a hand, a pointed object at the tip stops moving once in front of Tesfir's face to define its aim.

It was a countdown to execution.

But Tesfir thinks of something different from death.

(Even in this desperate situation, my magic has responded. 'Cause I'm not gonna let you tell me I'm not fit to say that anymore)

Tears containing wonders, zero laughter and blood.

After a moment of stagnation when a sharp, pointy cut that surely invites you to death reaches the top, you are waved down mercilessly.

――――

I didn't understand what happened. I couldn't explain the phenomenon even though I didn't close my eyelids until the end of the day.

The cutting-edge, which should have been swung down, was instantly gone from Tesfir's sight.

I hear screams similar to screams in the distance, and the noise continues to dosssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.

That wasn't just the whole thing that attacked the Tesphere. All the demons that surrounded the straw were blown to be pulled in one direction.

"It's late."

A familiar voice. The voice of a man who is unscrupulous, transverse and seeps troublesome into the ends of his words.

What was new to my eyes was a person wearing an emotionless mask by the time it was creepy.

Slowly an arm passes through his back and he is held up.

"Really."

She was aware of who the person in this mask was to spit evil. No, I didn't even need to notice. I knew. It was something Tesfir himself knew that sending out a rescue signal could not come any time soon. That only one person would have thought of it if they had someone to make it possible.

"If we could just talk about it, we'd be fine."

Even so, it is confirmed that Ars is firmly free of serious wounds all over her body. The head wound also appeared to have cut a gap in the hair, around the forehead, and was not as deep as serious.

It is a scene of regret that there was no healing magic aptitude at times like this, but every time I switch my thoughts immediately.

Sure, Ars wanted her to succumb to the demon, but that's not what she could die for and equals.

So at least I had a face of relief under my mask.

Carry the Tesfir to the member's location and let it sit on its back with a brilliant sword that had fallen through the ground.

"I'll show the reward how to defeat the demon, so don't go to sleep."

I'm not sure if the outside word that you were alive passed on to her.

Such a demand would also be harsh for her full of creativity, but Tesfir's eyes firmly looked back on Ars.

"Couldn't you have stopped in your 200s?"

and flip the robe and pull the knife out of his hips.

Alus' AWR220 chain formula [motonel link] can project only the directivity of kinetic energy.

In other words, if you throw a knife, you can put it in the direction as a straight line and fly the target demon in that direction.

It's an application of spatial interference magic.

However, the demons that had been blown up were still starting to rise because of their lower categories in power.

"Eight C's in B, thirty eight D's or less... well, that's all I've collected."

Ars looks at the spider demons with admiration.

In an instant I was surprised not only by the total number, but also by the fact that I discerned the rate, but Tesfir turned a blind eye to more disastrous knives and creepy chains than that.

A strangely loud heart knocks on the door of consciousness saying that consciousness is going to be distant even now.

I guess that spider was the one that had this lake as its territory. It is also not uncommon for demons of the same high rate to be able to follow low demons, even if they are not of the same species as magicians.

"It's a combination of lectures. Don't expect to die easy."

Then grab the chains thrown into the universe.

Instantly magic flowed into the chain.

I'm glad Ars wore a mask. There is no such thing as anger or resentment in his heart. That's why I'm glad I don't know what I look like right now and what look I'm going to make.

Release the knife to overflow from your hand.

The blade tip, sucked in without resistance, allowed up to half to be buried on the ground.

- - The ground freezes at once based on the knife.

It would have been about blinking in time. The scenery changes.

The magnificent landscape, full of vitality, had instantly turned into a silver frozen world.

A world where everything stalled. All the demons that were there freeze. It also has icicle-like thorns growing like branches from demonic bodies.

Tesfir knew the magic as knowledge. Frozen the ground to seal the demonic movement [Freeze] is unfinished magic in the first place. Magic belonging to its highest rank is now the magic unleashed in front of us, [Nibbleheim, the permanent frozen realm].

A voiceless surprise, Tesfir mistook at this time that his aptitude was of the same ice lineage as his own.

And that's immediately remembered.

Ars didn't mean it that far. This was the most user-friendly story I have according to her aptitude (...) The magic of the ice system, and it was just easier depending on the combination.

Ars repositioned the grabbed chain slightly back and kicked the knife pattern that pierced him all the way through the trick.

Tesfir feels vibrations similar to sound waves on her skin. But it didn't look wobbly looking at the trees around it.

[Seismic lattice vibration wave "Railpine"] It's magic that causes vibration from inside an individual.

No demon left to be ice marinated by it collapsed.

When Ars pulls out the knife, the ice world fogs as he draws the light. I have returned to my magic.

It doesn't even include demonic remnants there.

"Wow... Yikes..."

It wasn't that I was overwhelmed and didn't have a voice, my throat withered because of my mouth, which couldn't be closed, and I plundered and didn't go on later. Dimensional difference...... it is doubtful if it was uttered as a word even with the throat moistened.

Ars turns around. Against spider demons unraveled from ice pickling, not on Tesfir. I dare to deduce that I let him live.

A line that I don't expect to reply to, like saying that the one I just cleaned garbage, spits.

"Shall we begin... you'll still be awake"

Ars' eyes looking back were black everywhere, and he didn't know what to expect because he didn't know his expression.

Still, Tesfir responds with a shuddering face, "You can't let me see that and sleep."

Ars ran adjusting the length of the chain so that he could wield the knife.

I don't even know if I ran to Tesfir. I didn't mean to blink, but at some point in the mask, he even approached the demon's eye.

"We don't have company anymore."

I don't tell anyone, I squeal alone. What does that do with the fact that I slaughtered all the demons in this place except you? The expectations were mixed.

A fierce roar. A splash emanates from a human smudged mouth that is not suitable for a body that mimics insects.

Dozens of legs were swung up, and serial strikes were repeated as they stomped on the ground in the face of Ars.

The moisture in the lake or the wet ground makes the mud jump.

And hundreds and hundreds of repeated serial strikes had made it impossible to hit the ground at some point.

Stops with the demon swinging up to see if he notices it. Bright red double eyed staring ahead......

"Ha, so what were you going to do?"

Ars makes a derisive distorted look under his mask and laughs viciously.

The tens or hundreds of legs of the demon had all been turned down from the middle leaving a portion to support the body.

Shortened legs didn't reach the ground.

You trembled in anger, and the redness of your double eyes shook slightly.

"Gugggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!

As the fuchsius and poisonous breath leak out of the mouth gap, a new foot is replenished from the base of the neck with a different sound.

Still, it didn't extend to what I lost.

"Can you do that? I don't want the rest."

Ars threw a knife. The knife released straight arcs in the air and wraps dozens of feet around one side.

Pull the chain as hard as you can with one hand.

The sound of mistletoe and black feet rubbing together sounds uncomfortable. And pull all at once through magic.

It crumbled easily. The ground is already filled with dark green fluid.

Screaming and the giant leans. I try hard to support it with a few replenished legs, but that too could only earn a moment of stagnation.

Overwhelming, Tesfir opened up not to miss a moment in the distance. Now Ars was bewitching the demons, as Tesfir had been bewitched.

I also mow the other foot with a knife already.

Ars, with his robe back a demon licking the ground, was just overlooking.

Its back drifts with sadness as if it were to be seen even in garbage, cooling the consciousness of the tesphere.

".................. is it over"

An emotionless eye looked down at the demon from the hole in the mask.

……

The demon belly swells slightly. I thought it was like breathing at first............ Ars jumped back with his mouth edge up under the mask.

Black liquid lifts up smoke from the demon's mouth and zeroes.

Moisture from the damp soil evaporated the moment it touched the ground, raising a layer of smoke.

When it swells more than double at once, black liquid is sputtered out from the mouth with furious momentum on the arse.

It was a high concentration of acid.

That won't even touch a drop of Ars.