Soul Eater of the Rebellion

On that day, Jen's unit, the family of Shishi Tsutsuki of Phantom Burying, was attacked by a monster.

It was the day of the rendezvous with the clan of the godless, and it was a perfect ambush that was sewn through the gaps of the guard.

If you champion sentry soldiers, they were never lazy. However, the enemy attacked immediately after sunrise.

Until then, the soldiers who were vigilant against the night raids were able to safely cross the night, at a time when I was unwittingly distracted. The enemy pushed through the gap for a moment. And in the direction of blind spots for humans - right above.

"Hostile attack!! It's a griffon!!"

Jin, who jumped up in a screaming voice, gripped the sheath of snow that she held while she was sleeping, and quickly rushed out of the tent.

Immediately after that, the scream of a sentry torn by Griffon's claw slammed Jin's tympanic membrane.

Jen who tried to go there at once, but when she saw a soldier whose intestines had jumped out of the wound, she realized that it was too late and stopped her feet.

The prey griffon soared as it flipped its giant wings, making it feel even more elegant.

Jen looked up at the sky in an irritated manner and saw a group of griffins that could not even count. The demonic beasts with their hairs shining golden are leisurely flying overhead in the sunlight from the east.

"... how many are there?"

After crushing somewhere dumbfounded, Jen smiles tinyly in the back of her throat.

This demonic beast in the sky often drowns in the high peaks of mountainous areas, and rarely descends into the secrets. Jen had seen her in the distance, but she had never actually fought.

Even so, I knew that Griffon was a powerful demonic beast. The head and wings of the eagle, and the bodies and claws of the lion, the king of the beasts that slaughter the prey that crawls upon the earth in the air.

No matter how little the king's class of demon beasts were estimated, more than fifty of them were reflected in Ren's vision. Even though it's hard for Jin to deal with one of them nowadays. Isn't this the only way to laugh?

Some of the Shinobi cast arrows at the flocks above and let their magic shine through, but most of them did not reach the griffins, and the attacks that arrived were not surrounded by the tough body of the demon beast and left them wounded.

Then, the attacking griffons descended with an intimidating scream and waved their claws at the target who attacked them.

Jen slaps her tongue when she hears the screams that keep happening.

If we don't strain it to the ground, we'll only be hunted one way from the top.

Jen's words represented the hearts of all the volunteers who were fighting the griffins.

However, Jen does not have the means to drop a demonic beast flying far above the ground. Even if all the griffins were knocked down on the ground, the claws of the demonic beast would still force many sacrifices.

When Jen thought that this was the time to use your mind.

"Hey, rookie! What a blur, you're dying!"

It was the person in charge of the kitchen that Jen called her "master" who yelled at her.

I usually wear a white headscarf with an iron helmet that glows dull.

Ah, my lord, are you okay?

"Granny, you can't fuck up in this place!" You need to escape to the East Forest. That monster won't be able to find us! "

The master told me so, but he rushed out in the opposite direction to the east. Apparently, they were telling the newcomers, including Jin, where to run.

When Jen sees that, she sighs for a moment whether she should run to the forest as she is told, or whether she should help her master to get rid of her allies.

I can't die in this place for the sake of mastering mind dressing. On the other hand, I thought that this was an excellent opportunity to graduate from the peeling of potatoes and establish the position of phantom funerals within the volunteers. If you do your best for your allies here, you will also acknowledge the merits of Kamihito.

Jen only bothered for a very short time, but she didn't wait until Jen gave her answer to the pressing situation.

One of the griffons in the sky begins to descend with an overwhelming call.

It wasn't Jen who was going, it was the master. To be precise, my husband's iron helmet glows in the morning sun. Griffon reacted to it.

Speaking of which, Griffon had the habit of collecting glowing objects like dragons, and Jen thought with a little ease.

However, it was only thought that was easy, and the body reacted very quickly.

Jin quickly grasped the handle of the snow, and took a stance of comfort.

The master kept running without noticing the movement of the griffin. Even if Jen raises her voice here, she won't be able to dodge the attack from above.

Of course, even with the sword, it wasn't within my reach.

Jen understood that, but there was no delay or hesitation in the movement.

――

Take a small, deep, inhaling breath.

Immediately after that, a magic force (odd) swirled around Jin's body. Even in the Nakai ceremony, there are magic ceremonies that use magic power (Odo), such as jailbreaks.

Therefore, the technique of manipulating magic power (Odo) was familiar to Jen.

The talent of Nii, who is said to be "above himself", is flowering correctly in terms of magic power.

Jen was trying to release the magic power in a different way than the Nakamura formula.

It was my own sword, crocheted by Mitsuhitsuhito. This is the crystal of Nen's ingenuity, which unleashes the training of a fantasy ceremony struck by his father, and seeks a sword that slashes not the demon, but the fantasy seed.

I haven't named it as a genre yet, but I have named it as a single technique.

That is.

"--- (Hayate)"

At the same time that Jin spun those words, the snow was released from the sheath.

The next moment, the magic blade that ran through the sky to rip the wind apart accurately captured the wings of the griffon that was about to strike its prey.

"GRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!?"

It was so sharp that it slashed deeply.