Sword of Glutton Princess

Childick releases the Spike of the Magic Sword from close range to me.

I angle my fingers and put my arms forward.

"Hard Exhaust" is an applied technique, "Blade Flush".

The blade changes my finger, the back of my hand, sliding orbit.

A red line ran on his arm, but the blade deviated and the injury was spared.

Soon after I'm relieved, Childick shakes his legs up against my face.

I tried to prevent it with my arms, but rubbed through between them.

A sharp kick entered near his jaw.

Your teeth are missing and your mouth is overflowing with blood.

I jumped back anyway.

"... chip, didn't the power ride one now"

Childick squeals with his hands on his hips, again putting up his magical guide sword to pack his distance.

If it hadn't been for Childick's lower back injury, it could have ended with his current kick.

What do I do?

Clearly...... I can bring Childick back from this state bud, I can't see him at all.

At best keep sticking and wait for the adventurer to come looking for you, is that enough?

No, I'm sure that won't make it.

Think... the survival of adventurers and hostages depends on me.

Is there any hand that can disable Childick with the residual magic of today?

Childick comes slashing at me with a magic sword.

While I retreat and maintain my agreement, I manage to accept it with the Blade of the Devil's Eater Sword Belzella.

"Are you just trying to prevent me? He's a second-rate adventurer kid!

I couldn't afford to answer Childick's words.

Pull the right, left and swinging fast sword backwards and backwards.

If I missed consciousness, my body was going to be slashed at the next moment.

"This is the second time I've used this hand... Kuk, addiction will kill you in agony. Gradually, my body is losing strength and getting heavier, and then. I get terrible headaches and hallucinations and I can't stop vomiting. I can't even stand, shouting at you to kill me, and striking around. It will happen to all of you soon."

He comes swinging at me with words.

If you expose your anger, they'll hunt you there.

Now we just have to focus on defense anyway.

He's not alarmed by me either.

Steady, cunning around, coming to kill me.

I don't feel like I can hold Childick alone in Odd's exhausted current situation.

"You sexually evil little man! Dean, use Petite Demordi! A concubine like this would be so cruel!

Belzevute calls, but if I can use it, I use it.

Unfortunately, my magic now does not satisfactorily create the incarnation of Belzevute.

It's like throwing a little magic into a ditch.

That's all I thought about, and I had a flash.

If you can't disable Childick... I have another way.

I felt like I saw the light at once.

"Oh well...!

As long as we can get a new environmentalist, we don't have to force Childick back here on this occasion.

Yes... all I have to do is take Childick's "Ayalla".

... If you're just going to put a knife in it ready to strike, I can do it now.

The problem is then.

After taking Ayalla from Childick, we must escape this battle.

I can't, I can't.

We just have to do more than we can defeat Childick.

After I jumped behind my back, I quickly turned to Childick's left.

Childick is injured on the left side of his lower back.

If you're going to attack, it's a little more advantageous on this side.

"Ohhhhhh!

I can wield the Devil's Eat Sword Belzella with a scream and put magic into the blade.

"Has he abandoned himself in a hurry"

Childick calmly repositioned his leg and quickly slashed my chest with a magic sword blade.

If Childick, a skilled adventurer... I believed he would deal with the big wave of sight in the fastest possible motion.

In the "Water Floating Moon" I prepared, I transmitted the blade of the Magic Sword.

Transmitting large body parts was a bet...... I managed to succeed.

Childick's face fades.

"This martial arts...!

He blew a flash of "The Blade of Rapture" to Childick, who shook the sky and exposed the gap.

I stuck a blade in Childick's chest and shook it down diagonally.

The moment the blade came into contact...... I felt the glow of Odd running inside Childick.

I shake off the Devil's Eden Sword Belzella while pulling a thousand pieces of Childick's Odd.

His clothes tore and blood danced.

Magic was critical... but somehow, I did it.

He succeeded in featuring Childick's "Ayalla" in The Blade of Rapture.

"Gi......! This, of... kid!

Childick quickly protrudes the Magic Sword.

Fast... impossible to avoid completely.

I twisted my body, squeezed my fighting temper and protected my back with "Hardness".

Unexpectedly... I was deeply choosen.

Severe pain and fever run.

But it shouldn't be fatal.

I hit my body on the ground, put my hand on the wall and woke up my upper body.

Childick was holding his own wound down with his hands as he raised and lowered his shoulders.

"Ha, ha... make a choice, you're wrong. You seemed to have a concealed ball fight, but you kinda thought you could take this me down with a demon guide sword blow? Or couldn't afford it and had to bet on that blow"

"What's up, Childick... I can still do it"

I set up the Demon Eater Sword Belzella while I fixed my disturbed breath.

Whatever, it's haphazard.

Struggle and magic, almost close to the sky.

Even if I go back, I won't be able to use Ayalla any time soon.

The voice was sumptuous, and the hand with the devil's guide sword was also trembling.

It also seemed to pass to Childick.

Childick smiles ruthlessly in his distressed face.

"An idiot... tell me, where's the reason I'm going to kill you? You don't seem to have the energy to run already. You should suffer and die of air intoxication. I can't get into demons. Rest in a safe place... let's just leave this demon labyrinth. To do that, I can't afford the kid who's going to die."

Childick turned himself over and left the spot.

I just lost sight of him... and I fell to collapse on the spot.

Somehow... I made it happen.

Pulling out the environmentalist's magic "Ayalla" from Childick... I succeeded in leaving the battle.

Childick's prudent character was fortunate.

Even though he knew his opponent was the limit, Childick feared pointlessly approaching his weaponized opponent.

From now on, he must aim outside, avoiding the warcraft of the four basement tiers by himself.

I guess I was pretty confident in my hand of successfully escaping the Warcraft at the time I took on this assignment over the military.

But even so, it doesn't make any difference that you can't wear or injure any more odds.

Perhaps it was to preserve the power of magic that he did not use radiation magic (Attack) after using only threats.

'It's quite a dogma then too... But you better get moving from here. If the Warcraft strikes you, there won't be a single one. On top of that, the guy you noticed might come back.'

"I know... Belzevute"

Finally, this clears everything up.

All we have to do is return to the ground.

There is no ex-girlfriend or child here to lose his life out of his mind.

I got up with a whip on my body, and finally I turned my eyes to the end of the road where Childick disappeared.

"... Bye, Childick"