Sword of Glutton Princess

I set up a magic sword for Digg.

In the adventurers and the grey denominations gathered on this occasion, the level difference between individuals is too great.

With me, with the help of Belzevute, I've come to cross with superior warcraft and adventurers, but I'm still not a high level adventurer.

It is also suspicious that if you are beaten to the point of exhaustion and isolation by a magical streak, you will be outnumbered.

Besides, Digg also has a small return in "The Blade of Rapture" because he is the type to fight without relying on magic or martial arts and using his speed specific fighting spirit.

"Haaaa!

Mani swung "The Devil's Hammer Gadolas" and jumped to Dig's back.

It emits red vapor from the body.

It is a "ghost fighting spirit" that strengthens the properties and power of the Magic Hammer.

Digg flipped his body and turned back to Mani.

Mani's guide hammer swung in the sky in front of Dig.

"What? It arrived. I thought you were threatening me with a punch fight. Are you nuts?

Digg tries to poke a magical guide knife at Mani.

I waved a magic sword at my neck more than behind my back.

Digg prevented the blade with a demon guide knife, kicked up the mani and flew it behind his back.

"Yikes!

Mani's luxurious body strikes the universe and slaps it to the ground.

"Mani!"

Digg compares me to Mani's face and laughs at Nimali.

"I see, in order to buy this isolated guy time to go back, he dared to raise his voice like an idiot to distract me. You, you like this guy."

Digg laughs, quickly pulls a knife, and punches in dozens.

Faster, stronger.

The intermission also maintains a distance that makes use of the small circle of the knife entirely.

"Then! I'd love to bust this guy right in front of you! NHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Hey - I'll chop out the bloody muddy guts and line them up on the ground!

Push hard from the top of the guard and chop my shoulders and hips.

"Look at you? My favorite guy's got meat on the inside! I wanted to see that, too, and the first time I killed him was around the age of eight, Gakin. I'm still dreaming!

"Oh my...!

The sword he swung up with the intention of finding a gap was jumped further up with a small knife.

"Yes, end of story"

Digg sticks a knife out to his abdomen.

I twisted my body and jumped to the side.

A knife pierces my umbilical cord.

The moment I felt the pain, I used "Water Floating Moon" to successfully avoid it.

It was a dangerous time.

"Well, I'm finally figuring it out. Transmission is quite a rare fight, isn't it? Properties of a magic conductor...?

Behind Digg, Mani stood up.

"Quite a gutsy woman. I didn't know you were gonna stand there kicking my ass."

Digg lifts the end of his mouth and points his ass at the mani.

The distance with Digg opened, so I got a first respite.

We just have to squeeze the rest of the magic and get Belzevute out again.

A magic formation emerged in the center of the battlefield as Digg and I stared across the street.

More than in the light, a big man and a little girl appear.

Big men would be like forty or fifty years old.

He has a pointed jaw on his eagle nose, thin, unusually long eyes, and an ugly look like a demon.

From the wrapped robe, he was definitely a member of the Grey Church.

The man, with his left hand, was holding the shoulder of the girl who appeared at the same time.

The girl was deeply wearing a tuba wide, rose-decorated hat, with no eyes visible.

It wraps around a flashy, dark dress with lace and frills.

"Space-time magic (paradox)... it's also about space transfer above midrange!?

It is rare to have space-time magic (paradox) alone, but magicians are really rare to allow space transfer that can be used as travel.

The military wants it too, but not a lot of people will be collected.

It's suspicious if there are ten people in the country.

It is no exaggeration to say that life is guaranteed at a time when we can master the magic of space transfer.

"O, Bishop Ornor... for prayer's sake, let us..."

The moment the man showed up, Digg's movements, which should have been on offense, stopped and he took a step back from me.

No, the other Grey Church demon conductors are solidifying as if they were threatened.

The adventurers seem to be just the ones who were disadvantaged, and many are more likely to regain their posture and look at how they came out than they are to chase.

"... oh, I guess I'm sad. He said he believed that if left to you faithful adventurers, it would be as easy for you to beat him down... I didn't know I had to stop praying to Lord Uroboros and come out straight away like this!

The man, known as Bishop Ornor, in the middle of the battlefield, began to zero out tears and finally poke his knee.

At first glance, he was an unusual man.

I can't stop watching the cold.

Instinct told me you shouldn't approach inadvertently, although there should be gaps everywhere.

The girl standing beside her does not even move into the unusual behaviour of Bishop Ornor, she just keeps standing there.

"My beloved guide, Tarja, what can we do? Where do I have to go!

Bishop Ornor held onto the waist of a girl who would not be alive for a third of his own years, with his knees poked intact.

"Oh, you're the boss! You pervert!

One adventurer advanced to Bishop Ornor with a magic sword.

The girl, known as Tarlia, stood in front of the adventurer, pulling beautifully out of Bishop Ornor's arms, turning her arms in strange movements.

I didn't know what happened.

However, within a moment the adventurer's neck was twisted and he fell on the spot spraying blood from his mouth and eyes.

It was a hell of a speed and more rigidity than that.

"These are the quick ones. This is why we have trouble with foolish images without faith. Can't we even hear Taria's revelations slowly?"

Slowly, Bishop Ornor rises.

He was turning away from his crying face and had a creepy grin.

"That's all we have to do to play...... why don't we just get this over with? We still have our work to do. The only thing you can offer is the heart of your enemy."