Soul Eater of the Rebellion

When Klimt returned to the room where Lang and Yamato were located, Lang, who had a strange face, lowered his head.

Something happened, Klimt, who looked strange.If I had saved you from a Kamakiri-type monster, it would have been done before the military assembly.

In front of the Ibukashimu Klimt, Lan flicked his mouth in disquiet.

"Um... I suspected that you might be the spinner of Nakayama."I apologize for that. ”

That's right. Don't worry about it.

Klimt nodded, not angry.It was more of an unmotivated escort mission.I didn't feel like using a word of respect against the demon. Even if I didn't say anything, it was terrible.It must be said that the escorted side is distrustful.

In fact, Lan was suspicious of Klimt's heart, but if he was a spinner of Nakayama, he could not help Lan who had been attacked by monsters.I guess I cleared Klimt of my suspicions.

Seeing such a run, Klimt was intimately stunned.What are you going to do after clearing your suspicions about being able to save your life once or twice?I may have had another plan to help.

It sounded good to be honest, but I didn't think it was royalty.Klimt thinks he grew up spoiled.I can only say that I grew up in the ruinous style of the Berch family.

Or maybe this was normal for the demons.In other words, they're easier to blame than I thought.

Yamato speaks to Klimt thinking about it.Perhaps he also had the intention of sending a rescue boat to his awkward sister.

"Kurt is strong!"It's exactly the same Kurt as before. ”

"I'm afraid not."

"Um, if you don't mind Kurt, could you give me a practice?"I want to be strong too! "

Klimt glanced at Yamato, who was stepping forward, and flinched to refuse briefly.But suddenly, the thoughts in front of her suddenly crept through her brain and closed her flinching mouth.

In order to follow Yamato and the others by cutting off their hands, it is necessary to gain the trust of certain sisters and brothers.That said, Klimt's position as a swordsmith seemed quite meaningful to the demonic opponent.

My sword is different from the demon race's, but is that okay?

Absolutely!

Yamato answers immediately. Klimt looks at Lan to confirm, but his sister doesn't seem to have any particular objection.

Well, then, Klimt asked for Yamato's indulgence.In any case, it's not like we're going to teach an eight-year-old a serious sword technique.When it comes to helping my sister Claire, there's nothing more important than teaching her how to gesture.

However, there is something I have to do first.Klimt looked inside and thought so.

There is a large hole in the wall in the room where Tsubayama's sister and brother are.The walls are covered with a matching cloth so that it is not visible from the outside, but it is a good place to repair it.Even the monster's bodily fluids weren't wet.

Moreover, it seems that the younger siblings were the ones who took care of them.Rather than ignoring his siblings, the scorpionfish was simply unconscious.

As a nervous Klimt, I couldn't leave the status quo alone.It is not for the sake of the orchids, but for the sake of himself.The two guards, Klimt, inevitably spend a lot of time in this room.Until now, it was very difficult to resist the smell of raw trees and thick moisture, but besides, the smell of the monster's body fluids and the room where the interstitial wind was added were not very resistant.

Cutting down trees, transporting them, and assembling them is not a big deal if you strengthen your body with your hands.Hot water that washes away body fluids is also easy for Klimt to prepare.

Klimt did not give his sister and brother time to offer help, and quickly finished repairing and cleaning.I mocked myself in one corner of my heart, wondering what I was doing.

That night, Lan fell asleep earlier than his brother.I usually wait for my younger brother to fall asleep before going to sleep, but today it seems that my body wanted to sleep early because of the effects of being attacked by monsters during the day.

Klimt, who was at the entrance of the room, noticed a small footstep approaching.Soon, Yamato's voice echoed in Klimt's ears.

"Kurt, can I talk to you for a second?"

Klimt nodded silently as he saw Yamato frowning so as not to wake his sister.I was wondering if she would talk about the practice she promised during the day, but Yamato was talking about her sister.

"Kurt, if there's any trouble in the future like daytime, please protect your sister above me."

"... that's..."

"Your sister is a kind person like your mother."I'm good at knitting and sewing, but I don't know anything about battles.I also know that every night you cry so you can't hear me.You mustn't die in this place. "

Yamato said sparingly that he had to protect his sister.The man is the guardian of the woman.That was the mantra of my late father.

But I'm just a kid, and I don't have that kind of power.That's why I want to ask you, says Yamato.

Yamato's first words of surrender may have been his only desire to help his sister.Of course, there were no lies about the general's feelings.

My sister wants my brother to help her, and my brother wants my sister to help him.

--- Klimt wasn't sentimental enough to look at himself and his sister Claire over and over again.In the first place, Klimt wouldn't let her body fall on someone else.Whether you lacked strength or whatever, you tried to protect yourself.

Therefore, Klimt did not nod to Yamato's request in sympathy.Instead, respond as follows:

"He licked me."

"... eh?"

"You think I can only protect one of them?"Don't worry about it. "

When he heard the words of Klimt, Yamato blinked for a moment, as if he did not know what he had said.However, I immediately noticed that Klimt was screaming, and my expression suddenly brightened.

Seeing Yamato glittering his eyes and looking up at himself, Klimt turned his face away from him.

And then, the voice of Lan, who seemed to be in a panic, shook their ears.When she realized that Yamato was gone, she rushed out.

Lan, who had found Yamato alongside Klimt, put his hand on his chest and exhaled deeply.

"Yamato, were you here?"Don't make me worry. "

"Ah, I'm sorry, sister." I woke up and talked to Kurt a little bit. ”

"Lord Kurt is on guard duty."You mustn't disturb me. "

Lan, who had been waiting for his brother, turned to Klimt with an unfortunate look on his face.There have been a number of similar events, and each time Lan turned to Klimt with a vigilant eye.

However, the expression of the current run is different from the one until yesterday, and somehow it feels soft, and it feels like it has a perplexing atmosphere.Perhaps the daytime events are affecting it, but it's uncomfortable in Klimt.

Klimt is nothing more than an innocent human being for his younger brother and sister, but why is he so weakly alert?It was when Klimt tried to respond to the runs with nearly eight frustrations.

- Fuwari.

A black figure descends from the sky like a weightless thing and lands in front of Lan.It was so sudden that at first, Lan thought that the animals were turning into birds and falling from the roof.

However, the figure wearing the fourth demon face, a black coat and a red waistcoat clearly denied Lan's guess.

A surprisingly wide-open run.The demonic figure threw his fine sword in a natural motion, turning its tip toward Lan's right eye.

The thin sword was about to pierce Lan's eyeball, and Klimt's sword attack, unleashed without even showing his hand, made the thin sword jump up strongly.

"... eh?"

As the high metal sound echoed in the darkness, Lan was stunned not knowing what had happened.

Klimt quickly turned to attack regardless of the run.I flipped the tip of the sword that I had released to scoop it up like an arc in the air.Krimt reversed the direction of the sword strike in the swallowing process, and swung his sword down toward the curver.

Power and good timing, it was a perfect counterattack, but the songwriter immediately kicked the floor and jumped back.

Klimt, who was standing on the straight line connecting Lan and the songwriters who flew behind him with the red waist cloth folded down, stood up with his sword to protect his brother and sister.

No one will say, "Who is he?"For Klimt, the identity of the songwriter in front of him was clear.However, I was surprised in the sense that I didn't expect it to move quickly.

"Get out of the way, human."

A strange high-pitched voice emerged from the back of the demon's face.It was Zhendu's miniature workmanship that made him feel less confused.

Klimt hung the edge of his mouth in the mood for a bad play.Perhaps you realized that, but your eyes sharpened a bit as Zen-dou (properly) was released from the depths of the demonic face.

"...... if you're going to leave quietly, I hope you'll forgive me for your sins..."

"I can't stand to see Sanwen play, Zhen Do (properly)"

Along with the taunt, Klimt reveals the identity of the opponent.From behind, I heard a surprise voice of Lan and Yamato.

Truth be told, Klimt was going to probe for more divine artifact information and then move on.Even if he slashes Zhendu (properly) and sells his debt to his brother and sister, it is useless if the elder brother and sister do not know about the artifact.

However, Zhendu's early action forced Klimt to choose between defending Lan and abandoning her.Even if it's two, there's only one answer for Klimt who doesn't want to follow Zhendu anymore.

Anyway, if Zhendu (properly) is to be turned against the enemy, it should reveal the secret from the Klimt in the sense of controlling the machine.That's what I thought.

At the end of Klimt's gaze, a demonic figure takes off his mask.What emerged from underneath was, after all, the face of Zhendou (properly).