Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

"Crohiko, are you all right?

Mr. Currier asked without taking his gaze off Hibigami.

"Yeah, we're good."

"What about Cecily?

Mr. Cecily answers nothing.

He's holding his head down with a drool.

"Mr. Cecily..."

Mr. Currier takes a glimpse of Mr. Cecily.

"You don't have to tell me. Whatever happened... somehow swallowed it"

Mr. Currier's voice gets sharp as he speaks.

Ahead of its sharpness, the appearance of Hibigami.

"It's Currier. Where have you been? What have you done?

Before Hibigami can finish saying it, Mr. Currier rolls out a series of pokes.

"Kakah, your arms don't seem dull. Above all, Currier!

"Shut up."

Hibigami avoids and pays for the bursts of fury that continue to be unleashed.

And as I slipped my feet all the way down to the ground, the two of them took a break.

"That sword - that you've brought up the Holy Devil's Sword Revergate - is motivating, isn't it? Good, come on, use it. What I have in my hand is' Killess Free '. Now we can collect magic vegetables."

"What? Sacred vegetables are available!?

It was one guard who raised his voice all the time here.

"I'm not sure, but now it looks like we can use the sanctimonium! Hey, back row, do the surgery."

"Keep your mouth shut a little, mud dolls"

- Ugh.

The cold voice, which even remembers the breathlessness, is pointed from the hibigami, and the guard's face rapidly blues.

"Don't we need so much life, ourselves? I should have advised you. If you stay quiet, I'll let you live. It's no big hassle to kill ourselves here for a moment, but I don't have a hobby for killing people for nothing, or a hobby for the weak...... but if it bothers you, think you're dead a second after you think of it!

Hibigami's drink made all the guards squeeze up.

And in the meantime.

The sword in Mr. Currier's hand - the crystal of the Holy Devil's Sword Rivergate begins to shed light.

"Enough, you rest. Instead, if you join the war in that state, you're worried and it's hard to make a move. Leave the rest to me."

Mr. Currier said that when I opened my mouth for the chant of the curse and tried to pick up the holy sword that was falling.

Hibigami... I'll kill him.

What is being released from Mr. Currier is a sharply sharpened killer.

Dimensionally different intent to kill than what I gave you a glimpse of during that mock match.

I'm serious about killing Hibigami.

The glow of the Sacred Devil's Sword continues to increase even more.

And Mr. Currier is enveloped in a blurry light.

Put your hands on too much light.

What the fuck?

And when the light subsides, there's...

Mr. Currier, dressed in pure white armor, stood.

Dress armor, but should I describe it as?

The armor is pure white with no fouling.

There is a golden line running on the skirt and hem area of the arm.

The head helmet is decorated with thin blue feathers - that is what stands as if it were reminiscent of a war maiden appearing in Nordic mythology.

The white, luminous blade surrounding the pale body would be a blade made by the sacrament.

Huh?

Weird, body......?

Everyone who saw it seemed to have forgotten earlier Hibigami intimidation and lost their voice in a different way.

Everyone must have thought.

- Beautiful, he said.

And he said it was divine.

Rin's temperament, which should also be called the domain of mythology, is so blinding no matter how much it is raised.

"" The surgical demon costume "... I still don't have to fall in love with that figure, either. It's called eye bliss."

Mr. Currier grips the Holy Devil's Sword with both hands and slowly swings behind him.

The motion alone causes sparkling, particulate-plated sacraments to dance around.

"That I didn't pull out the 'demon eater'...... don't regret it, eh?

"You think we're gonna pull out the 'demon eater' here? Stupid, that's what you'll regret. If you pull it out, you'll get along with Currier Verstein."

"Hibigami"

"Hmm?"

- Here, it's over.

Mr. Currier waved his sword.

Lynn, and a clean tone echoed similar to the sound of a pleasant wind chime.

Huh?

I closed my eyes.

Did you stretch your sword tip?

The blade of the sacrament stretched to reach the body of the hibigami.

Hibigami, on the other hand, gave himself up and jerked off the blade of light that struck him.

Hmm?

You didn't take it with a knife?

That blade...... can't you take it with a knife after a moment?

The blade of light stretches further to track hibigami.

Hibigami attempted to approach Mr. Currier while fleeing the chasing blade of light.

but now the blade of light flies around like a whip, forming a space that should also be called the shield of sword strikes.

Hibigami leaps backwards without approaching.

Mr. Currier waves his sword as if to miss it.

A mass of sacrament detached from the sword forms a speared appearance - striking Hibigami!

"Colour!? This is your first look!

Hibigami quickly moves around and avoids looming spears.

but its spear of light also auto-tracks hibigami again.

Hibigami increases his speed even more.

"Kakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakaka! But - you're still good for yourself! Unlike this other sweet dog named Cecily, he's coming to 'kill' me! That's it, Currier! That's where I am! You can always go back to 'no one'! You can instantly throw away the sweetness! Come on, then."

At that time.

A black blood vessel appeared on Hibigami's face.

White eyes go black.

Black eyes go red.

And on the back of his hand, too, a black, powerful root rises.

Cut, and Hibigami snapped.

"Why don't you respond to yourself?"

"Hum... just disappear, you battle freak"

"Kakakakah, don't hate me that way, Currier. Rest assured, the peace of mind of the people in the six houses could be close, right?

"... what?

In a moment, Hibigami disappears.

No - it didn't disappear.

They moved at speeds they couldn't catch with their eyes.

Although the position of the hibigami cannot be completely grasped due to the cracking of the cobblestone trampled upon during the movement -.

Even so, its speed is abnormal.

But Mr. Currier seems to see it.

I don't know, but they seem to be repeatedly attacking each other as they approach or stay away from each other...

Almost invisible to me.

The battle between the two is so different in dimension.

This is the battle between those from the Sixth Chamber….

Everyone was stunned and unable to move.

How do you get mixed up in a fight like that in the first place?

and

"Fine, that's it"

Hibigami stopped moving and showed up.

"The fire lights that had no place to go subsided. Kakaku, you still seem to be stretching your powers. Hmm, the surgical demon costume seems to be working better than before."

"It's not so light on you, Hibigami. What? Are we a little rounded?

"I'd like to give it back to myself just like that."

"Hung."

Mr. Currier flushes his sword behind him and reassembles it.

"I don't know what it is, but it annoys me, and that vice doesn't change. but why don't you stop putting your hands around me... if you don't want to die"

"Hmm? Whatever Sagara was, the doll you loved there was someone you knew too?

…………

Ahead of Hibigami's gaze.

There is Mr. Cecily with his hands on the ground and leaning down.

"Kakaku, the fact that you've become even scarier in your current words... I see, that sweet dog is one of you"

Mr Currier asked in surprise.

"You didn't... you got your hands on me without knowing you were my associate?

"I didn't think I had one in the first place"

"... what?

"I came to this Christopher after hearing information about people from six houses. But the first man I cut off after coming here was a phony, and the information I got didn't really tie the image. In other words, the information I got 'didn't tie' to Currier Verstein. Thanks to this, I was unable to identify who it was.... Hmm, right. I mean, this is--"

Hibigami showed his teeth and gave him a look of joy.

"In this king's capital... you mean there's someone else besides yourself?

…………

"Oh, hey, are you here looking for 'the guy'?

"... I don't know"

"Let's go. I'm out of interest right now."

"Hung, you've had some strange things. You think the Sixth House is" out of interest "? That's a bad word for you, Hibigami. Or did you finally get tired of playing with the boredom?

"Near"

Hibigami laughed at me.

"I prefer him to the people in the six houses."

"... what, to?

So for the first time a slight upset ran over Mr. Currier's voice.

"It's a sagara. Sagara, it's Crohiko."

"Crohiko, you say? What the hell is wrong with Crohiko?

"In short..."

Hibigami pointed a knife cut at me.

"I fell in love"

"Become... ho, love - what the hell?

Mr. Currier, who is a wolf.

"Dude... don't get me wrong, okay? I'm not talking about sex."

"... don't make confusing representations"

"Kakakaka, what's wrong with that maiden's reaction?" Silver Maiden ", which was supposed to have been followed with the intent of being a maiden, has she really become a maiden? Kakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakaka

"Ugh, shut up! What's more important than that? Why would Crohiko..."

"Hey, Currier."

Hibigami exhaled deeply.

That fallen sigh had a gigantic outlook.

"I've become too strong."

That's the first desperate voice I've ever heard from Hibigami's mouth.

"Hum, I'm sorry, but that's not what I found out. Just go away."

"Well don't say that. If we talk about this, I'll disappear today."

Hibigami looks around.

"It's time for too many people to get together. Honestly, I don't like the crowd."

Hibigami to be knifed.

At the same time, the eye color returns and the black blood vessels disappear.

When I saw it, Mr. Currier's body was wrapped in light again - I thought, when the glistening light went out, she was back in her original black dress.

"Currier"

Hibigami called in at a slightly discouraged pace.

Mr. Currier breathes in such a way as no choice.

"What?

"How many people in this world do I deserve right now?

"I don't know. I don't know."

"" The Black Sacred Tree Man, "Sogt Sigmsos? Or is that Rose Claywall, captain of Louvel Argan's" Divine Punishment Team "? Well, there seems to be some finesse in the empire as well... not really pinned"

Hibigami points to heaven.

"Suppose, all you can expect is" The End of Life Empress "and" Four Felonies "... but I'm beginning to see where these guys are. For example, we can only bet on the six-household folks with terrible potential. Wouldn't you?

"Whatever. Why don't you dive into the sacred ruins? If you go for the deepest part over there, you'll have a demon to deal with. And don't ever come out on the ground again."

"Kakakakah... I was rejected by the Holy Ruins. Did you think I wouldn't think about it? I gave it a try. but the Holy Monument did not 'accept' me. Apparently, the rumor that the sacred ruins are 'alive' is true. So I'm stuck."

…………

"And if you think"

Hibigami pointed his fingertips at me from heaven.

"How dare you be there. There are more than six of us."

"That's Krohiko, is it?

Mr. Currier looked at me as surprised, too.

"Oops. Finally, the light shined"

At that time,

"Oh, the Holy Tree Eight Swords!

It would be reflexive, the spectator raised his voice.

When I saw him, I saw a man and a woman in white clothes running with a thin green line coming this way on horseback.

Three.

An old man with gray hair.

A dark-haired man with glasses.

The other one... wings? was a blonde woman who grew

The three disembarked a few meters before Mr. Currier and Hibigami across the street.

When they stand to take formation, they lay their hands on the pattern of the sword.

And the man with the glasses lifted up the spreading.

"I see, is that the little dirty man there the killer of the example murder? That's it. Will you be quiet?"

"So the Eight Swords of the Holy Tree have already fallen to inferior proportions."

Hibigami said.

What? What?

Fall to inferior?

What's that supposed to mean?

"And what is a getaway in just three pussies? Kakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakaka"

"Hmm...... what do you mean by inferior? By the way, I am the Eight Swords of the Holy Tree, the Seventh Place of the Holy Position -"

"Don't lose yourself, you wooden bastards."

Hibigami blocked the words with a low, dosty voice.

"And in addition to our now too late arrival, I didn't expect to come in that number of people. The extent of this country is known. Kakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakaka Even when it comes to the Sacred Tree Eight Swords and such, is it a national ornament!

"Become -"

A man with glasses shook himself in amazement.

"Ready!? We don't have our own stage here anymore! Shut up and watch! Otherwise - the Berks there ripped out their wings, dyed their blood and lost their lives! The man there lost his life by tapping on his glasses! As soon as you know how dangerous I am, the old soldier will lose his life in one blow! If you don't like that, don't open your mouth in front of me again!

"Gu......"

To Hibigami's big drink, the glasses man couldn't carry on two sentences.

The other Sacred Tree Eight Swords are also left unattended with their hands on the sword.

"You..."

Mr. Currier breathes with an exhausted face.

"Kakaku, I'm sorry. The Eight Swords of the Holy Tree, which I had hoped for, were too inferior after I had done it with Sagara and myself. That's right. I got a little irritated, too. Well, forgive me."

Hibigami scratched his jaw crunchy with his thumb.

"But speaking of inferior, Cecily Arklite was completely unexpected. It could have been worse without Sagara and myself."

"Hey, you got a minute?

I'm the one who called.

"Hmm?"

You're making a little mistake.

"Hmm."

"Hey, Crohiko."

"Mr. Currier, let me tell you something. I really need to tell this guy something. Please."

"... Okay, I get it"

Mr. Currier pulled me back in such a way that I had no choice.

Excuse me, Mr. Currier.

But that's all I want to say.

"So, what are you trying to say?

"Mr. Cecily is a lot more amazing than I am."

"Ho."

"You said a lot to Mr. Cecily... but I like what you say. I found her sword moves purely beautiful, and I never think she's weak. And then you said you were sweet, but that's an advantage of her kindness. I can stay here now because I've been saved by such kindness."

Once I cut the word, I went on.

"And she's certainly beautiful. But she's not wearing the beauty of it. I am aware of that and making efforts to get further ahead. I respect Mr. Cecily like that."

I stare at hibigami.

"You don't know anything, don't say anything unsolicited"

When I finished saying it, Hibigami lifted the edge of his mouth.

Be ironic.

"Yourself, are you in love with Cecily Arklite?

"That's right. I'm in love with a man named Cecily Arklite. Maybe that's the same as you. So I won't tolerate any more insults."

"I see. Kakaka, maybe the essence seems out of the picture. I'm not interested. If the doll there hadn't pulled her own leg, she wouldn't have said anything. Do as you please."

"And one more thing"

I'll give you my finger back.

To Hibigami.

"No more Mr. Currier or Mr. Cecily, then don't get your hands on the people around me"

"I have no obligation to promise... but is that what I get?

"I'll be stronger than you."

"Ah?"

"Must be. So you -- you don't give me any other eyes, just me."

…………

Hibigami rocks his shoulder.

A sneak laugh began to leak out of that mouth.

"I'll tell you. Bye, Sagara. But I liked it. I like that spirit!

Buh, and Hibigami made me stand three fingers.

"Three years."

"Thirty months on the moon - three years, I'll wait for you"

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Currier. For those three years, if there's a deadly crisis in Sagara, be sure to save it"

Mr. Currier, with his mouth pinched, stared at Hibigami as he pierced him.

"If Sagara ever dies - kill herself"

"Hung, I won't let you kill me without telling me. Or it's time to disappear."

"Whoa, it's time to disappear. There's too many people here."

The audience continued to grow.

It's a little festive already.

Some of them will be coming without even knowing what's going on.

Also, it seemed that the three Sacred Tree Eight Swords and the guards had already given up their combat acts.

I guess I felt an overwhelming difference in force.

Sagara.

"What?"

"The source of my power, perhaps by the curse."

"... then what happened?

"I'll collect them"

"What?"

When Hibigami turned his back on me, he pulled the knife out.

In its hands is the 'demon eater'.

The suddenly front-standing audience pulled themselves back in unison.

"Then all you need is a spell ban document... you've heard of one or two in Guntarios, for sure. Fine. I just got some free time. I'll take it away from you."

"Hey, what?

"I need you to be stronger."

Hibigami turns around.

"Let's hear one thing. Why are you in this country?

"... to be strong and to be. So for now... I wanted to be a saint tree man."

"Kakakaka, a student in a learning building while having that power. How curious or just stupid...... but I liked the simple motive. Stronger and more. It's a lot better than the people who can't move because of the clutter."

Hibigami turned his back again.

"The curse that appeared in the kingdom of the Holy Tree,? Kakakaku, this country also brought in some really interesting guys. Or maybe I'll be the one who moves this continent. - See you later, Sagara Crohiko!

Instantly, he disappeared from the place where Hibigami was supposed to be.

Citizens squirm.

"Is that it? It's gone!?

"Is that a ritual!?

"What will you do, Captain!? Do you want to chase!?

"Gu... give us instructions..."

Guards who turn to the eight swords for instructions.

And one of the eight swords - an old man with a difficult face said as he scratched his head.

"Oh, I can't do that. Leave me alone. If there's anything you can do to get away from me, right? It's pathetic, but there's too much difference in power."

An old man saw us.

"Looks like those youngsters chased them back for now... but who are they, those boys? That guy, he said some sort of 'no curse' or something... oh well. That was the Knights, and it was rumored..."

And I saw something flying over here.

Something from the sky...

I narrowed my eyes.

What, that?

Something... coming down?

The 'it' that flew fell right in front of me.

Bar-shaped 'something' twisted with cloth.

"Wait, Crohiko. I'll check."

Mr. Currier gives in and unties the cloth.

"Is this... the flag of the Renault thread?

When I spread it out, the letters were written in blood on the fabric.

There,

"Take it, Sagara. If you die, I'll kill you."

It was just written.

This blood probably belongs to Hibigami himself.

You mean you deliberately hurt your own body and made it a blood letter?

"I didn't know you were going to give this to someone else... he's serious. Here."

Mr. Currier offers me 'it'.

"Get it."

What's in my hand is a single knife.

It's definitely a knife that was called 'demon eating'.

Gu, grab the received knife.

Because of that.

Don't hesitate, let me use it.

…………

Three more years.

In three years, I'll be beyond him.

At that time.

It must be the fatigue, my body's falling apart a lot - but I'm stuck.

Seeing it, Mr. Currier was in a position to support me.

It's okay, I made her laugh.

That's right.

I was supported many times by Mr. Currier and Mr. Cecily.

See Cecily looking like she got hit.

But this time - I have to be the "support side".

So I'll try to be stronger.

Stronger enough to support your loved ones alone.

- I'll make you stronger.

The afternoon sky looking up is high everywhere,

And

It was clear blue.