Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Leaving his men to follow him, Hispida rarely takes to the army.

The exchanges there were really unsatisfactory. Mandate - Hispida's face was invincibly distorted when he dived the protective wall with part of an outside investigation and a well-bodied lie.

It is not uncommon only for Hispida to manufacture AWR, research resources for this purpose, etc. Through without any doubt.

Even if I describe it as a grief, the expression of the person in question stares only at the distance as if he was possessed by something.

Hispida, who takes on the defense of the country in one hand, is less frequently driven out to take up aggressive crusades. Because that was just more apt for another single magician, Jean, given her efficiency rather than her magical properties.

So it had nothing to do with her magic that Hispida had defense as her main task.

A thumping beat tells him to move his leg. Quick, hurry up and kill the guy who killed Sigsam, Doss. Something black will give you instructions.

Hispida accepted it with a smile.

"Where?

'[Fragile wooden pillar]. I'm near the old tree.'

The voice of a subordinate who admired me from the telecommunications device "Sensor" worn on my ear to today arrives with determination. You won't be able to thank her for supporting Hispida's revenge in the shadows.

This is how we finally celebrated this day with two tripods for a few years.

Hispida jumped heavenly high. And floats so that her body can be stroked by the wind. Now in front of Hispida there was a thick drawing-like magic book type AWR floating at a certain distance without even touching his hand.

The open page is pale and luminous.

Shortly afterwards, a blast rolled up on her back and her body moved through the universe as she was pushed. Hispida flew tall trees beneath her eyes in [wind riding]. However, the speed is overwhelming in terms of [wind ride].

Hispida flew the sky in a straight line with giant trees leaning and storms enough to lift the roots off the ground.

Soon after arriving at his destination, Hispida flicks his robe slightly in front of him and lands with a shadow under his eyes.

The only reason I let my guard down for a moment was because the person I saw there made me feel terribly uncomfortable, while also being familiar with my face.

The boy, who had revealed himself from the shade of the tree, was weaving his coat in feathers. Hispida asks while being more uncomfortable than questioned.

"Why are you here? Mr. Ars."

"I heard there are rare demons native around here, for later school. Of course the Führer has my permission."

Hispida was alert, so his usual prolonged voice lurked the ringing and intensified his narrative.

Too puzzling coincidence. Above all, I notice a decisive difference from yesterday.

"Mr. Ars, where's Mr. Loki?

That's how I retreat so they don't notice.

Loki, who was introduced to her partner as an impression she met yesterday, seemed obsessed with Ars for a long time. Such a figure has come to be remembered for the first time.

So it's not so much a question of discomfort. A little puzzling to make you act alone in the outside world. I know this place is not an alpha, so it's not easy.

Hispida sees Ars as he watches for subtle changes.

"... of course I left Loki. I don't know how long it's going to take, and I don't need to bother bringing you in."

Hispida didn't miss a few rounds. Above all, I didn't feel that the two of them had as much distance as an upward or downward relationship.

That's exactly what she felt uncomfortable about. I only see my partner, who is Loki's role, judging by the need to bring him in. Ars and Loki from Hispida were intimate enough to call that a pair for both of us.

The fatal point is that we don't assume time. I was aboard the carriage but I heard it by chance for it, but I would definitely notice if Als was asked in advance about his plans.

Lower back, enter a battle posture. And finally Hispida understood the situation in which she was placed. I notice that the distance is one behind something and one lurks across the slope as well.

"Who are you!

"Oh, where did you get noticed?

Als confesses softly as he says the previous exchange is farce, snakefoot.

"You don't know Mr. Ars' plans for this aftermath, do you? There's no way there's anyone out there in the middle of a meeting with the Führer."

"This is a diversion, a diversion... but you don't have to be that thorough, so I'm going to have you die here."

Did they lure you, or did they just run into you? Hispida thought it was probably the former. Then it is inevitable that she thought after this as a stream of thought.

"What have you done to Misery!

Yes, Misery, who gave me her position in correspondence until just a moment ago, is a friend of mine who pursued the killer with me for years. I have a bad idea.

"Ah, yes, yes, is that her, I couldn't remember right away..."

……

Shortly afterwards, something that was Ars builds a new silhouette as soon as it stains the whole body with blood like liquid. When it gets a little smaller, the color arrives.

"-!! You!!!

"Oh, was it this guy?"

Misery stood before Hispida in a newly changed appearance. but hispida has never seen the look engraved there once. He has such a strangely ugly grin.

The look burning in Hispida's hatred only pushed away doubts about the alien powers and made him add one more vengeance.

"Oh - I wanted to see that face and I remembered all this mess on purpose, so glad I didn't waste it. Don't worry, I didn't even allow you to beg for your life, because I killed you. By now, the demons will be devouring each other."

Now it is established that he was lured. Perhaps Misery was already dead before giving this location information. Hispida apologized in her chest with gratitude. Because I will always take revenge.

Moments, the magic runoff that explodes around Hispida strikes a false Misery.

"That's a single. Luther Luca's One Wing...... Yes, that's good, I want it"

But the fight won't start any time soon. Hispida had to do it before that...... there was something I had to check.

"Oran, Oran Topithon is not you!

"Yes, of course."

"... to make you aware."

"Yes."

Happily Misery makes her voice jump.

Hispida restrains herself even if she is touched by a reverse scale.

It's all connected. That Oran, who was already dead at the time, showed up inside the army the day Sigsam was killed. And now Oran shows up again.

Hispida chews his lips off a thousand times.

Yes, the fact that everything was ready for this time.

"I thought you'd notice. I thought if you showed up again, you'd be on board. But you have to solve one misunderstanding."

"What is a misunderstanding!

"It's the fact that Sigsam is still alive."

"- Huh!! Don't be ridiculous. That's no way!!

Hispida, who watched until cremation, assures me. Say goodbye, and that day you swore vengeance.

That's why I'm sure it's a lie, and it's supposed to be a word to rebuff our anger.

"No, this is true. He's a treasure."

Misery's unprecedented grin at making a fool of herself easily exceeded the critical point. They insulted my friend and disparaged my husband.

A vast amount of magic is poured into the Magic Book-shaped AWR, the parallax and the pages roll, and three sheets of paper float to the tear front.

In contrast, Mechfis, imitating Misery's appearance, glanced at his lurking companion not to get his hands on him.

"Enough, and talk ah!!

"Because of this, let those you love kill you."

Simultaneously with an abusive grin.

The magic of Hispida is expressed.

The total amount of magic poured is enormous and overwhelming. The magic to be built wields fierceness as it speaks for her anger. All the magic ceremonies engraved on the three sheets of paper were halfway. It was superimposed to fit and for the first time made one magic formula.

Just once, a disposable single magic formula I kept just for this time. Magic for cruelty only.

Moments later, Mecphis felt scared as if he had been stroked by the wind with a term.

The more careful you are, the more intensely you can see the wind flow surrounding you, all directions. See the sparkling debris in that stream.

"This is amazing. It's like a polisher."

If you expose yourself in this, you'll be shredded before you reach the other side.

But that wasn't the end of it. Four wooden columns appeared on the outside with Boko.

A sphere made of magic floats at its apex.

Mekfis felt what it would do. Yes, both arms, both legs are pulled.

Blood splashes right after the toe touches the storm.

"Ooh, this is great. Can I just ask you a magic name before you die?

"Take it to the souvenirs of the underworld. [Unlimited Zero]"

It was like an execution, but Hispida's face looked at it with no expression. This brings the long battle to an end. That was just it.

He said he could finally report to the grave marker.

but -.

"Hey, what!!

The moment I thought it was all over, black smoke flooded around Mekfis. It's like the black clouds in front of the storm covered a strip.

Bees and thunder struck Hispida's body. But that's not electric shock. Hispida is stunned by the tingling sensation on her skin.

"Ugh, no... that can't be right!! Impossible."

Hispida wreaked confusion in a blind situation and looked around in a foothold that was as clumsy as a stray.

He's the only one who should be able to use this magic.

"[Polar Black Cloud" Reset Mind "]!!

Something like this bursting electric shock is contrary to what electric shock means. Inside this inhibits magic other than the surgeon. Extremely potent against demons and magicians, magic that builds an absolutely superior situation in an instant.

Sigsam was the only one who could use this, to say the world wide. There was this magic, but that's why he reached out to a single magician.

Hispida's brain was repeatedly dignified by such an unlikely sight.

(Lies, lies, lies. Absolutely...... this thing Sigsam...... just Sigsam, magic......)

There are no shortcomings in this magic. In the case of Sigsam, there was only one, and I abandoned my phylogenetic training to use this magic. Composition as magic was assembled from scratch and hands were applied to the nature itself. Absolutely unique magic.

I have also been with Hispida in its development.

That's why I understand, and I refuse.

Magic cannot be exercised at a time when it is swallowed up by a foggy black cloud without vision. The effect of adding rather than jamming precisely inhibits the construction of magic.

It is the troublesome thing about this [Extreme Black Cloud "Reset Mind"] that adds extra elements at will during the configuration phase, not jamming that prevents configuration.

Hispida, who tells me it's a fantasy, desperately scratches and pays for the clouds with her hands.

"It can't be, there isn't. Sigsam is no longer..."

The thick fog cracked in front of Hispida.

"Shit......!!

but on the face that emerged from it, Hispida relaxes the thread she was straining. The magic ready for interception instantly loosens.

"Hispida......"

I can still vividly recall that unmistakable Sigsam gentle voice. Then his left hand strokes Hispida's cheek as time stops.

Happy memories flash back that I was trying not to remember until the day when revenge could be done. My heart was instantly filled.

Trembling throat makes me look back at the time. The tears of Hispida, who recruited and accumulated, conveyed their cheeks.

"You..."

The shock is followed by a hot chest. And blood poured out of her mouth.

"I told you. He's still alive in me."

Mekfis smiles ugly in Sigsam's face and pushes the dagger in his right hand deeper into Hispida's chest. Keep your legs moving and push them against the trunk with a thrust.

"I hope you die just like him"

The word has not reached Hispida's ear already. The sparse eyes of the plundered light are directed at Mekfis, who look like Sigsam.

Hispida spits a drop of blood on the impact of being nailed to the trunk. Still, she lifted her weakly bright red stained arm...... touched Sigsam's cheek.

My mouth moved slightly to see what I was talking about, but there was no sound coming from it.

My arms fall off like I'm out of time, and my neck forces slip out softly.

Mekfis took his hand off the dagger and landed on his cheek in light steps, licking the dripping blood.

"Superb information. Now, if things go well, next time..."