Strongest Onmyouji's Isekai Adventure ~ The Monsters are too weak compared to my Youkai Servant's~

On the school grounds, there was a large forest.

That's why the school was built in this place in the woods where precious herbs grow. Dangerous monsters were eliminated long ago, but their depths were still natural sanctuaries without man's light.

There was a shadow of man in the woods.

A huge magic formation of blue and white is painted on the flickered spot, standing on top of it and concentrating his spirit.

Black skin illuminated by moonlight.

A curly, angular, alien head.

It's not roughly what people look like.

In a previous life, I would have lost sight of it as a ghost.

"- On the moon-lit field of suspicious nights, if people are met. You're not a human being."

A shadow looked back at my voice.

I smile at the black ghost. [M]

"This is a song my master chanted. I hated my master, but I like this song. If you met someone on a night when the moon was suspiciously beautiful, even if it wasn't a person, it would feel good for some reason... that's what I mean. Perfect for me right now."

To a ghost with a swordswallowing gaze, I go on.

"My master is sick in his late years. If you're not human, it's up to you. You still have the emotion of feeling beautiful about the moon, even if you've lost people's minds... that makes sense. What about you? Do you have the heart to feel beautiful about the moon this evening?"

"What are you?"

What finally returned was a low voice like a grunt.

A black goat-like, people-like look.

I've only read it in books, but this guy is a demon... among them, he must be a species called the devil.

Its mouth is distorted.

"Why do we have human children? Did you sniff this place out? Because... you're stupid. I don't want to challenge this me by myself."

"I just wanted to play. Because I was about to lose my body."

"... rush for kung fu? Poor, short-lived man."

I ask the devil who interprets it conveniently.

"If you're so confident, let me know because I'm not running. You... What are you looking for? I've been watching you, haven't I? Through the eyes of that Lesser Demon."

"Ho."

The eyes of the devil are slightly opened.

"Do you notice? But a foolish question. There's only one such thing."

"So what?"

"... wouldn't you know if I didn't tell you? A brave man. It will be decided."

"Brave man?"

I lean my neck.

I've read about it in books in this world...

"Of that legend?

"Yes."

"Why would you do that?"

"It would be decided because I was born! Despite the appearance of heroes on the human side, our demonic heroes, the Demon King, have not yet been born... That's why I'm here to crush you. Before the brave help."

"Hmm. I'm confirming, a brave man is about that... fairytale brave man, right?

"Fairy tale?"

After a moment of silence - - the Demonic Man, laughed high.

"This is hilarious! Stupid, stupid, humans! That legendary battle is no longer a fairy tale. The fact that the people do not know, it can no longer be seen that they have also lost the art of prophecy to know the birth of a brave man and a demon king. I don't know if people have fallen this far, even though the time has gone by without contention."

"Ha, I don't think I know what's going on..."

In short, there are some amazing guys called the Brave and the Demon Kings, and they reincarnate regularly, but because of their long intervals, the human side became fairytale beings, and on the other hand, they were properly spoken of on the side of the long-lived Demons... you mean?

"But is it true you're a brave man or a demon king? Not your delusions?

"Bullshit. Twelve years ago, the proclamation is delusional, and so on. It is impossible. Besides, I did see it in that hall tonight. The brave man told by the Trustee - wielding unusual power, the red-haired woman."

"Red hair?

No way.

"Uh, you mean Amu? Sure, that kid's a little crazy enough. Yeah, brave guy..."

"Is it called Amu? You saved me a lot of time looking into it."

"You're welcome. But"

I laugh at the devil.

"You, I'm going to kill you here."

"... Hmm, is this the end of the question? Then let's get it over with. - Come on, family."

A huge magic formation, from a slightly smaller magic formation that was embedded inside it - three demons emerged.

Mm, looks a little strong.

Much smaller than the ones who were in the auditorium, but the flow of power is huge.

The one with the red print on his body, especially in the middle back.

"These guys aren't like Lesser Demons. You and your army will cross on a single horseback, one of the finest in my division. Unfortunately..."

"Ahhh."

"The Fire Earth Phase - The Art of Fire"

An oversized blue fireball hits the left integral.

The nucleus of the Blasted Fire was heavily choosing Demon's chest.

One human rattle secretly affixes to the individual on the right, blinding the individual on the left who collapses flashly.

Tie the mark with one hand.

Yang's Phase - The Art of Fall

Moments ago, the daemon on the right crumbled.

Due to its own weight, which has multiplied a thousand times at once, the ground is dented and the body is sludged in it.

"I don't need to be weak."

Without a glance at the two bodies that were defeated in an instant.

A red-like daemon rushes to me.

The nail is imminent.

I'll just take this one.

The last daemon stopped the movement.

Don't let your nails move slightly while you shake them at me.

Around it, five human rattles.

The formation of the Pentagon, which culminated in it, was sealing the movement of the demon.

Float the door human rattle.

Tie the mark and utter the truth.

"- ओओणअओ

The Guardian's Law - Demonic Phase Transfer

Space distorted, light leaking.

The last daemon was quickly sucked into the human rattle of the door.

Soon, the surrounding area is returning to a quiet forest where phosphorus remnants burn and the sludge only produces an unpleasant odor.

"You... what have you just done?

"Hmm? I got it. I didn't need anything, for once."

"... metastatic magic. I don't know where you sent it, but I didn't expect you to manipulate the magic of the dark attributes and bury my family. Looks like we're gonna do a little bit of it."

Another demon who interpreted it conveniently stares at me. [M]

"Good. Then - be proud. Death by the hand of Gale Galeos, the male of the devil clan."

A demon named Galeos or something. The soil around it thrives.

It was the black-silver sword that grew out of the earth mass in many ways.

"I am a metal devil who commands earth and fire. Don't think you'll get through the same as your family."

The blade floats and points its cutting-edge at me.

That, I guess the material is iron.

It does seem stronger than the demons.

I don't know because I defeated him in an instant.

"That the same hand can't get through?

I'll try a few shots of Fire.

Galeos flew the blade that was floating and intercepted it.

Blue fireballs don't arrive, they all explode in the air and crack.

"Yeah. So what about this one?

"No use."

Hitogata from The Fall, which I was secretly flying.

All of them, approaching Galeos, burned.

Sounds like it's true to use fire magic.

"Are we done? Then die already."

Galeos releases the blade.

I avoided that, normally.

Oh, my God, you're late. Was it unexpected......

"Stupid."

"Huh!"

I deflect myself. [M]

The blade that flew (...) directly behind me just had to be shallow and swept down my cheeks.

Looking back and forth, the residual light of the magic formation enters the air.

This guy, did you transfer the flying blade?

"I'm a demon. The magic of the transfer of dark attributes, manipulated by the hands and feet, is natural."

Now the magic of fire will be unleashed on me.

Avoid it greatly, but its light blinded me.

Because of that - I was only slightly behind in realizing what a fleshy Galeos looked like to me.

"You're proud, aren't you?

The blade of black and silver flashes in its hand.

Severe pain in the right arm.

- - They cut ahead of me from my elbow.

The time it took to realize that fact, fortunately, took a moment.

"Chi......"

I immediately switched positions with the ceremony nearby, clearing the distance from Galeos.

A stream of chi reduces pain in the right arm and stops bleeding in the cross section with human gutter.

We can still fight, but we can't just forbid frustration.

I did it.

"You use strange metastatic magic, human. But how about this?

Soon the countless fine blades that had been produced are released from Galeos in all directions.

They were, precisely, shooting through my ceremonial god.

A lost human rattle falls to the ground flickering.

I feel my expression strengthen. [M]

"... hey, ceremonial God knows. I was supposed to be blind."

"Now we can't use metastases anymore."

Galeos says.

"Let's admit it, man. You are strong. He gently broke my family and resisted me with diverse magic. The defeat of you and the brave will speak with pride to your compatriots."

"... what do you think it's over now?

I carry out a series of Fires. [M]

But the image of the target Galeos disappears with the residual light of the magic formation.

"Your defeat is your pride."

The next moment.

From all directions, a black blade poured down on me.

There can't be a place to avoid it or anything, but be pierced all over your body.

I poked my knee.

Blood gushes up from his gut and floods out of his mouth.

Galeos stands before me, dyed red.

"You were unlucky to have so much power in your child's body. If you were mature, you wouldn't have tried such a reckless battle."

"So... what, I'm done..."

"It's over."

Galeos waved his sword unconstitutionally.

No mould, nothing. That blade.

But it wasn't... - He cut my neck off.

****

Galeos, looking down at a corpse without a neck, sighs and squeals.

"I don't know if we can ever have an interesting fight against a human child again... no, another one, you still had a brave man left"

Return your heels, devil tribe man.

Turn to that back.

I sing a song. [M]

"- It's a clear night, cloudless, lonely. Hate the black clouds, lose them."