Sword of Glutton Princess

Hear Brad's proclamation and the shopping district's stiffness becomes stronger.

"You think it's a grey denomination? Come out on your own in the bright hours of the city."

"Hey, if I even put up a magic conductor, I'm not joking anymore!

Brad stood in his hand with the big hammer he was carrying.

"Shadowgate!

The radiance of the Devil's Square spread in Brad's footsteps, disappearing to be sucked into the ground.

No, he was probably sucked into the shadows.

Even as Brad disappeared, only the shadows remained on the spot.

It would be a kind of space-time magic (paradox) that manipulates time and space.

That, too, should be a fairly high-altitude magic when it comes to letting itself escape into another space.

There are not many space-time magic (paradoxes) among demons that can be used to mature, and the conforming magic conductor itself should be quite rare.

The same goes for his magical arm, but that magic conductor is also quite a substitute.

... But when I was stuck here in the shadows and thinking about what I was going to do... I suddenly saw the shadows move at high speeds and crawl down the roof to the wall.

I couldn't keep up with the current sight.

I, too, could only stand still, chasing him with a glimpse.

I had a bad feeling about it after that shadow came down to people's gatherings.

"Oh, hey, what the hell, this"

It was at the same time that someone's whining leaked and Brad floated out of the shadows.

A momentum-wielding otaki swings at a haughty speed that doesn't make you feel its weight, targeting the defenseless four who stood around.

"Solemn."

Brad's faceless face made a slight grin with his mouth alone.

The flesh chooses, the blood dances.

In an instant, the silence surrounds the area.

And the next moment, it became an annoying cry.

"Oh, oh..."

One deeply torn belly reaches around asking for help.

"Hmm, have you lost one man?"

Brad's dagger snapped his neck pale.

I can't believe the current sight.

I don't think the Grey Church guys are the same people.

Let it be Gaza, let it be Brad, and why, oh and flat, you can kill humans, as if you were going to crush even the bugs in the way.

The next time Brad shook up the Daiju, an adventurer nearby pulled out his dagger and slashed him to Brad.

Brad turns the Daiju, who is supposed to shake it down, to the defense, and plays the blade.

"Come on, you crazy bastard"

He was a skinny but long, stretched, purple blue haired man.

It looks familiar.

Alongside Hyodor, he is Heydal, the most regarded adventurer in this city of Romaburg.

He is a sensing magician who deals with the Prophetic Dagger Gallarhorn, a full-bodied wizard made from the horns of the Warcraft, but also has first-rate arms as a swordsman.

"The movement is dull, the force is weak. Besides, you think you can get my blade decent with such a skinny sword?

Brad tries to push hard with a huge thrust, but Heydal pokes the blade at the moment he sets it up, letting it turn to defense, and not letting it thoroughly attack.

It was an attack at the perfect time.

Sure, it may not move as fast as Brad, but it totally outweighs him in skill.

It was as if he knew Brad's movements beforehand.

"Ha!

He knocked his neck wide aside and jumped behind his back after a scorching Brad blew a big swing forcefully.

The looted Dagger Gallarhorn blade was scratching Brad's cheek.

"Bad, I couldn't hear you with the wind cut. So, who's dull?

Wrinkles between Brad's eyebrows.

I approached Gilbard and spoke to him.

Brad is strong.

To observe from the movement, if you are bad, you are at a higher level than Gaza.

Heydal is also strong, but for his part he is a sensing magician.

In fact, it looks like it can be pushed in battle, but for inferior speeds and power, there's not enough decision hitting.

Effective attack magic lies in hidden balls, because I can't expect much.

"Gilbard, we're gonna be in on this. With your" Curse Magic Curse, "that big guy should expose the gap, too."

"Don't be ridiculous! You idiot, take the rest of the day off. Say it!

I grabbed Gilbard's wrist trying to escape.

"Please! It's fine from a distance! I'll stand in front of Mr. Haydal in line, so I need a rear guard! If you think it's dangerous, you can run away!

Gilbard is [LV: 18].

Plus, the Curse Magic Curse also allows you to jam your opponent from mid-range, so you're less likely to take Brad's blow.

"You found out! I would just die pointlessly if I left in front of a guy like that! What's in it for me!

Gilbard broke my wrist and ran away.

If you care about that, you can fight it with a struggle and grab it forcefully, but you weren't going to do it.

I had a little glimpse of Gilbard's back, but that time is also a waste now.

I immediately turned a blind eye to how Brad and Heydal were engaged and pulled out the Demon Eater Sword Belzella.

Look around, but there was no other human with a magic conductor in his hand.

Mani grabbed my arm when I dropped my luggage on the spot and tried to walk.

"... Mani?

Mani shakes his head.

"Things aren't the same as they were during the Demonic Labyrinth. What that man is after is making plain damage on this occasion. So I even made the declaration plainly, and I'm terribly annoyed that Heydal came out. It looks crazy, but the aim itself is very calm. I'm not going after adventurers. So we can get away."

"... you're going to tell me to run away?

"That's right. Look around you, there's no way this was all a crowd and we were the only adventurers. It's a taboo. At a glance, an adventurer with no back shield, like the army, seriously kills each other. My hands are falling out. Especially you. You shouldn't do that."

... Brad's raid at dusk may have been in anticipation of that.

A demon conductor goes around killing ordinary people where he fled first, and if the army guys come, he escapes at Shadowgate.

It is a measure of the weakness of the adventurer in the city.

Especially since my Demon Eater Sword Belzella is an apocalyptic instrument that should never divulge information outside.

Knowing the details, there will surely appear those who will try to take it by force, like Hyodor.

That guy may have more power than a hyodle, and he's even more cunning and dangerous than him.

Even the army, I'm sure, won't leave you alone.

"Oh, I know. Maybe it'll be a pain in the ass"

But still, if I fall back here, too, the massacre will begin on this occasion, assuming Heydal is defeated.

"Then!

"Even when my mother was attacked by a warcraft overflowing from the Labyrinth, it was just this air."

The army was also slow.

Neither did the adventurers bother to help.

"That's why I'm the only one who doesn't want to run, even if other humans do."

Some of the people who were on the run were me at the time and a child close to my age.

My mother is pulling my hand.

After I have followed the figure with my eyes for a little while, I can put my strength into the hand that holds the Devil's Sword Belzella.

I gently removed Mani's hand and started running again towards Brad.

"Dean!"

Mani calls me.

"Run as far away as you can! … If you stay close, you can't concentrate on the fight"

I said to Mani.

It got to be a tight way of saying it, but I needed to tell her clearly.

Brad probably doesn't have a handy medium range attack fighting technique or magic like Gaza.

If you have it, you must have already used it on the runners.

That's good.

The problem is...... perhaps Mani thinks the same thing.

Mani gave up early when he decided it was even hard to get close when in Gaza, but this time it was possible that he would come out thinking so that he might be able to distract him.