Shinka no Mi

"Um... why don't you stop it? I don't think there's gonna be a fight!

……

"Can you keep your sword quiet and not take care of it!?"

After that, my resistance moved to the arena in such a way that Mr. Zakia would take me.

I say we stop, but Mr. Zakia and the rest of the soldiers will be belligerent if they do, and the Saliahs will start my support and no one will stop me. You know what? Because I'm the one fighting, right?

"Then let's have a dialogue! We have a mouth, we have a word! Come on, let's talk!

"Words are unnecessary. Speak with the sword."

"I don't have my mouth on my sword!?"

Why would anyone think he could speak with a sword?

I wonder if the mouth on everyone's face in this world is decorative!?

By herself making a scene, Mr. Zakia laid the sword he had kept in his sheath.

"Ah...... ya finally got to have a conversation!?"

"You and the others, a single blow to your life is enough."

"Why are you so aggressive already?

Most of the people in this world are restless creatures if they don't fight? Tell me, Grandpa!

"No."

Just the answer came back!? Oh, where!? Grandpa of the Alps is here!? This is a different world though!?

'I'm not your grandfather. The world.'

All right, I think I'm losing my mind.

Well, you don't have a choice. Dungeon, you're skipping it, or you're a little too human to quit.

It's not the underworld, and it's weird to hear the world!

Apparently too many things had happened recently and I was tired, and when I shook my head to change my mind, I could no longer hear the weird voice naming the world. All right, normal. But we'll go to the hospital sometime. My head is... more crazy than that. To the point of inadvertently saving something.

"And anyway! I don't think violence or anything!

……

"No, you really don't talk about anything!? Because conversation is a catch ball! I'm a wall man now!?"

"Shut up. It's no use trying to get your word out."

"The words returned are spicy!

"Shut up, shut up and pull the sword out"

"It's gonna be a catch ball. Yeah, yeah, yeah! They're throwing fastballs at me unilaterally...!

Because my catcher mitt isn't that thick, is it? You're gonna cry one of these days, aren't you?

My words whispered desperately at the level of crying all over the United States, and Mr. Zakia looked at me with cold eyes as he proceeded to prepare pale.

"Let me tell you one thing. I don't expect this battle to turn out to be… but you will end up doing nothing"

"Huh?"

Me, I'm almost forced to compete and I can't do anything!? What does it mean to be me?!?

"... then I'll tell you that I'm helpless. Barnabas, referee."

"Ugh, um..."

Mr. Berna looked more worried about me, but eventually sighed like he'd given up. Oh, you won't stop me there?

"So..." Wang Sword "Zakia vs. Makichi's match...... Start!

It's starting!

What are we going to do? Do I have to fight......

Panicking at me, Mr. Zakia reached for the pattern.

"So that's it - - I'm not dying!

"This is a mock fight, right?!?"

Surprised by the words of Mr. Zakia, full of intent to kill, Mr. Zakia tries to pull the sword out of his sheath at once -.

"Buuuuuuu!?"

- I stumbled upon it.

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Zakia couldn't hide her confusion about the first time.

Without ever showing a gap as to what the situation was, Zakia, if she was an understated opponent, had ended it all with that one knife, but she didn't think she'd come to nothing before she fought.

I firmly checked the scaffolding of the arena this time, and thought there was no single element to cover it.

However, Zakia, who staged an assault on Makoto, stopped moving as if her body refused everything, resulting in a form of penetration from the face to the ground.

"Oh, um... are you okay? I got a lot of momentum from my face..."

……

Yet even worried about Makoto, who is supposed to be the one to fight, Zakia gets her face hot.

But when I got up on the spot, I quietly tried to pull out my sword while trying to keep that emotion off the table at all.

"Phew - Phew!?"

And the sword didn't fall out.

No matter how powerful, Zakia's proud [Demon Treasure Sword Fiftier] will not fall out of its sheath.

As if to renounce their role as swords, the Devil's Treasure Sword, which should have kept the battlefield together, has stopped moving.

- What is it? What's going on!?

Zakia was confused by the phenomenon that was happening to her.

Zakia desperately tries to pull her sword out of her sheath even though she says she is in front of the enemy in a way as it is.

But still, Zakia's sword stopped moving as if he refused to fight Makoto.

I can only watch in silence because I don't know what Makoto can do to Zakia, who is desperate to pull out such a sword.

Then Zakia, who had boiled his fortune, gave up pulling out his sword, putting his sword on the upper stage in sheath condition.

"Even if the sword doesn't fall out, this is enough......! You, [Hetian Chong]! Gwwwwwwwwww!?"

"Yeah, yeah!? Self-destruct!?"

Zakia waves down the upper sword and activates the move against Makoto, but for some reason the move returns straight to Zakia without going to Makoto.

It was supposed to create a storm that shook the atmosphere around Zakia, but the storm swept Zakia herself up.

Blown up without knowing what it meant, Zakia falls off her face on the ground as she spins a cone.

"Wow... looks painful..."

……

I can hear Makoto's pity once in a while, but Zakia wasn't ashamed right now. She was just confused.

I don't know what the hell is going on.

If I tried to get up from the spot, I would lose strength this time as if my foot were to abandon its role, withstand it and manage to support my body, and if I took a step, this time the ground without any inflection suddenly lost its friction, and Zakia flourished again without being able to put her foot firmly on the ground.

"What... what's going on with me?!? What's wrong with my body?!?"

Confused Zakia just couldn't help but be scared of the phenomenon happening to herself.

Whatever, I can't even stand up to Zakia right now. And I have no idea what caused it.

Barnabas and Salia watching this unusual sight, but just as baffled as Zakia is.

Whatever, Zakia has only been self-destructing since this simulation began.

Especially the faces of the second unit led by Zakia can't believe the sight in front of them and can only be dismayed.

"Hey, then magically......!

"Oh, that better stop......!

Zakia quickly changed her policy in the direction of magically attacking when she realized she couldn't get close enough to attack.

"How about this...... [Flame Barrett]! Gwwwwwwwwww!?"

"Don't tell me..."

Zakia's activated magic was attacked by Zakia herself as per Makoto's concern, and all of it was attacked by Zakia herself, even though Zakia used the magic after that without giving up, which she thought was a bad idea.

Seiichi slowly approaches Zakia, who sees her worn out and just feels sad.

"Um... I don't know what it is, but won't you stop this? It doesn't make sense to mock with me..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Guhhhhhhhhhhhh!?"

"I'm not listening. Hey! And self-destruct!?"

Zakia, who thought Seiichi had a chance by approaching, activated her skills on the spot.

But all of that hits me, and I'm even more worn out.

Still, holding the sword to win Makoto, you just felt sorry for him, [Devil's Treasure Sword Fiftier] finally fell out of his sheath.

"Huh! Now... Huh!

If his own partner, the sword, falls out, he is no longer an enemy such as Makoto.

That's what I thought. When Zakia tried to strike Makoto again, [Devil's Treasure Sword Fiftier] broke his sword body all by himself like he said, 'Oh, that's trouble'.

"Why? Awwwwwwww!

"And I don't know. Yeah, yeah!

Still, if I tried to strike Makoto with a broken sword, I would have already broken even more gnarly as if the sword completely denied its existential significance and slipped off Zakia's hands.

Zakia shivers her shoulders before her own partner rolls to the ground.

"... that's enough. If you can't use your sword or magic, this body is enough!

And Seiichi was getting close worried about Zakia, who was beaten up by Makichi at close range.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!?"

The fist pierced not Makoto's cheek, but his own.

Zakia's real fist is a medium power, blowing herself big.

Having eaten a counterattack from her body, which was not even a skill, magic or weapon, Zakia tried to stroke her flashly beaten cheek, and for some reason her body moved on its own and a reciprocating binta rolled out.

"Bu bu bu bu bu!?"

I don't even understand why I'm bintering myself anymore, but even if I try to move my body around to avoid it, Pickle and I don't move.

Behind Zakia's will, Zakia's body refused to fight Makoto.

As much as Zakia's body hurt Zakia herself afterwards and even this, her breath was constantly rolling on the spot to see where the momentum had disappeared at the beginning.

Then the soldiers of the second unit, who had been bewildered and watching, stare at Makoto with angry caged eyes.

"Oh, my God! What did you do to Mr. Zakia? Ahhhhhhh!

"What!? Oh, it's none of my business!?"

"No questions asked, you despicable bastard, we'll deal with him......!

"Oh, hey!

Orpheus, the deputy captain of the second unit, rushes to stop, but the other soldiers were sorry if he didn't defeat Makoto because Zakia, whom he admires himself, was worn out.

Barnabas was also just wondering if I should stop......

"... That would be nice. Anyway, I'm not going to be able to get rid of my school, and I'm excited to see something interesting at the end."

"That's not where I'm going to stop!?"

Makoto had to fight everything but the Orpheus of the Second Squad as it was, because he also admitted Barnabas, the referee.

But the battle didn't happen.

"Hey, what the heck!?"

"Keh, my sword's broken!

"Hey, the armor's heavy. No, no, no, no, no!?"

The face of the second unit, which was wondering how to hurt Makoto, refused to fight Makoto for all the weapons he wore before he fought and renounced his existence as a weapon.

Inside, as a result of its renunciation, it appears shattered and scattered to irreparable things, in a situation where you have to fight on your own, just like Zakia, if you realize it.

When the soldiers, who still did not let their fighting spirit fade, tried to storm with sincerity, apart from their strong will, each body now renounced fighting with sincerity and tried to escape from the scene.

- Yes, 'body' tried to escape.

"Ghaaaaaaaaaaaa!

"Ugh, my arm. Oh, my God!

"My eyes... my eyes hurt. Whoa, whoa!

"Uh-huh, yeah!? What, what, what!? What's going on?!?"

It's like a body part...... every single muscle, bone, nerve, and cell tried to escape from the spot, so the soldiers' bodies self-destructed on their own.

The bone dislocates in an attempt to escape from the spot and the eye tries to escape straight out of the foramen with the nerves.

Hair and other body hair escaped simultaneously at each root, and teeth all fell off on the spot.

Seiichi was in a hurry anyway, not knowing why this had happened, before the face of the second unit, which would be a snort cry.

"What's going on!? I start bleeding from all over my body when I think I've suddenly gotten into mock warfare!? It's spreading here even with a virus!? You can't just leave me in those comics and dramas!?"

Seiichi looked at the sight that was so painful, he thought that the face-to-face body of the second unit would damage Seiichi's mood to remain like this, and each returned to his original role.

The soldiers, who were screaming earlier thanks to it, roll to the ground and desperately ascertain how their bodies are.

"Oh, oh... my hand... hey, it moves properly..."

"I can see my eyes too...... I can see right......!

"Good... Good. Oh..."

I invited this situation because I thought I would fight Makoto, but who can imagine that the world itself and everything such as my own body turns to weapons, skills and magic?

And Makoto himself, who caused this tragedy, has not realized that his side is supposed to be outrageous, nor is he well aware of the cause of this noise.

For this reason, from Makoto's point of view, both Zakia's actions and the many phenomena that occurred in the face of the second unit only seemed strange, frightened and frightened.

When the soldiers of the second unit were ecstatic about their return to normal bodies, Zakia, who had managed to recover by standing up, looked at Makoto with a serious look.

"... you're telling me this is your power?

"Huh? No, no, no, you're not wacky like that!?...... you're not, are you?

I'm not asking anyone. Nobody answered Makoto's question.

But Zakia was not convinced by the answer and stared at Makichi with an angry face.

"Not only to me, but to my people... forgive me"

"Isn't that just unreasonable?

Makichi was in tears.

But Zakia tried to attack Makoto again without having an ear to listen to, without sexual punishment...

"Huh! [Metastatic treasure ball]!

"Become!? Orpheus, what..."

Orpheus, the deputy captain of the second unit, who had been watching in silence until now, took a palm-sized transparent sphere out of his nose and threw it to the ground with momentum.

The ball, which was thrown, was scattered in pieces, and smoke erupted from inside to pinpoint Zakia and Orpheus, and all the soldiers of the Second Squad.

And that smoke completely engulfed the Zakias, and when the smoke eventually cleared, there was no more Zakias there.

Seiichi is dismayed by the unfolding so suddenly.

Not only was that Makoto, but the Barnabas were the same and could only open their mouths with pokans.

I declare, bewildered, that Barnabas, who first returned sane.

"Uh... winner, Makoto-kun...?

No longer does anyone even know if it was a mock fight.

It was such a one-sided result.

Then Makichi shrugs in dismay.

"... I couldn't really do anything..."

"That's not what you mean!?"

Altria's scratches echoed the arena.