Sword of the Philosopher

Magic swirling in the heart of the enemy army. I can guess if Sheldat meant it...... more and more bloating.

"Pretty massive, isn't it?

"I suppose that's how vigilant you are about Lord Luon."

While I hear Gark's voice, I even approach the enemy army. Immediately afterwards, a demon responding to the movement attempts to strike simultaneously.

But the next moment - Resbail came out and slaughtered all his impending enemies.

And before you protect me. For a moment, more magic from the front swelled up.

"Well, I don't know how to respond"

"If we can help the Demons, we have to respond accordingly."

Gark speaks...... Eventually what I saw was the figure of Sheldat hoarding his magic in what could be described as the heart of the army.

"You're in the mood."

"Sort of."

Sheldat responds to these words in advance. However, there is no grin on his face, and he sends a glimpse.

Now... when I try to get further forward, the demons around me try to move. That is clearly an attempt to protect Sheldat. You mean the demons will stop until they are finished forming their magic convergence?

I'll start the chant. The demons roared and attacked me.

Resbail inhibits it. One wave of the Great Sword blew up the demon without exception - not so long ago, I activated the 'Rune Cyclone'.

An auspicious breeze. The goal is irrespective of Sheldat. The blade of the wind wipes out the demons, to the opponent who creates a gap to converge the magic -

But the wind went away in front of me.

"Barriers……!?"

So I notice. It's transparent and hard to see, but if I stare, the demons are shaking slightly.

"- You appreciate it. You let us use it this far."

I heard Sheldat. That's when I hear the demon interrupter.

I didn't take him down. If you look, a red-haired demon tribe near Sheldat - demons are perishing around him.

"Are you disintegrating demons and constituting barriers"

Word from the Garc… Is the ability of the red-haired Demon Clan to use harshness to constitute a barrier? So if we don't destroy all the demons that make up the army, we can't break through?

Sheldat still converges his magic. I can clearly see it even over the barrier. That's the sign of pulling out all your magic and hitting me.

Even if you break down demons and build barriers, there must be limits to strength. It may also be possible to break through forcefully using the finest magic, but Sheldat's attack will take place less than that. I want to prevent him from attacking or crush him. Then...

"Garc, you think you can clash from the front to the full power of that demon clan and win?

'... that's a stupid question'

Gark says. I smile...... start chanting.

This one, too, begins to increase its magic. Sheldat perceived intent or inflates his magic even further.

For a moment, only my chanting voice and the sound of the wind fill my surroundings. It was a strangely quiet battlefield - but the equilibrium ended lightly with Sheldat releasing his magic.

"You are the biggest obstacle to the purpose. Here, turn it off."

"Come on."

One word. Sheldat released his magic at the next moment, producing a lump of pitch-black on its front.

- For example, if he and the Divine Spirit clash from the front, the Divine Spirit will probably win. Though a high-ranking Demon tribe, it doesn't exactly extend to the power of the divine Spirit. If I win the battle against the god spirits of the past, I can think of enough to fight them.

But the spirits also did not squeeze out all the magic that sleeps in their bodies, albeit with all their might. The Sheldat now against is the amount of magic that can be said to be a premise of giving up life. Fulfilling...

Looks like you're ready.

"Oh."

In response to the Demon Clan, I replied and freed the magic. Ragnarek, the finest magic of light attributes. A giant sword of light over my head - a giant darkness and a sharp light. Which wins.

Resbail comes beside me and stands by to be able to move anytime. Does it feel like you can tease me if you have to?

The magic of light and darkness drifts for a little while. But that's for a moment. The moment Sheldat shook up his arm, I put all my strength into it.

The moment, the sword and the pitch black are unleashed, clashing. At the midpoint, the magic runs and the shock waves go wild.

Sheldat's full strength, the Sword of Light is receiving. The force is antagonistic - no, it's not.

- Why?

I only heard that voice. If you look at it, Sheldat's face is stunningly stained. Just a little... light begins to push the darkness.

Nor does the power of the whole body work. So understood Sheldat, no doubt desperate. Being that originally gave despair to humans was frightening.

That leads to the result of a slight loosening of power... the sword of light breaks through the darkness at once. The demonic tribe, which constituted the barrier, is also stunned - the demonic disassembly does not catch up, the sword of light follows darkness and also erases the barrier.

Light landed on the ground - dispersed as vast magic and flashes blossomed.

"... I think again, you're an uninterrupted force."

Gark speaks. After I shrug my shoulders and respond, I look to the battlefield where the flash went out.

The sword of light pierced near Sheldat. Actually, I should have targeted him, but he was slightly distorted by dark masses and barriers.

However, you can't be safe near the blast site... but Sheldat was on one knee and full of creativity, but he was alive. The red-haired demons who constituted the barrier instead, as well as the demons around them, are disappearing.

The Red-haired Demon Clan may have moved to protect Sheldat at his aggressive judgment.

"... no demon tribe has more power than Sheldat on this occasion. There's no more attack than that."

'Uhm...... but the army is still there'

The moment I heard those gark voices, the roar of the demons burst into heaven.

Sounds like you're coming.

'The strongest offense didn't work. The only hand left is to crush it in numbers'

The demons begin their march. He storms at me, roaring at me, as if in anger.

"Gark, ask the Thurms to handle the demons that have broken through."

'I don't mind... but to see the demon state, the aim seems to be Lord Luon, right?

"It would be convenient if you came after me all the time. I'll wipe it all out."

It sheaths the sword and magically creates the spear. If you're going to attack extensively, it's still better this way.

"Les Bails"

Then call on the name of the Spirit. The way you spread your wings and erect a great sword.

I thought the battle was ready - and I capture Sheldat from the looming gap between the demons.

The light of life hasn't gone out yet, but I don't move. I just look at this one stunned and realize that there's no power or anything left.

To such a sheldat, the Demons rush over. Are you willing to ask for instructions, or have you come to report something?

"To the Demon King, you may consider this information to have passed."

Then there was a voice from Gark.

'If you are a Demon Nation, you will soon be able to give information to the Demon King. There were signs that the Demon King would move. It could be radical. "

"... even so, there's going to be time to take down the demon in front of you and rush to the scene."

"Are you going to be there?

"Oh. If there's anything we can do, we'll work together."

At the same time as I speak, the devil cuts ahead and waves his fist at me. This one identifies it and instantly destroys it by waving the spear.

Continuously succeeding demons are also overtaken. It has nothing to do with demons, cobolts, or augs at the earliest. It was a half-controlled, turbulent stream to take me down.

In the meantime, I rebuilt my spear to destroy everything.