Sword of the Philosopher

"You two should still be on guard."

Rostaldo squeaks. The magic that is unleashed is still thick and the atmosphere is still fine, even if the damage was done.

"Where the hell did you get that power?

"In the battle against the Demon King"

I'll answer. I'm not lying.

"Well, can people be so strong by standing up to their mighty opponents"

Rostaldo, who told him so, turned his gaze to Anverate.

"That's very different from you."

"I'm sorry, but I'm not gonna ride provocation anymore."

"Right. Too bad."

Disgusting...... I have a number of concerns about Rostaldo, but he won't give me a ten to eighty-nine answer.

Honestly, as far as I'm concerned, I doubt that the Rostaldo in front of me is real... but even if it's fake, it's a being who has the power to just kick the Anverate in the ass. Destroying this should be a corresponding pain for the opponent.

If - I run. Sophia follows it, too.

A definite magic on the sword. Rostaldo was on maximum alert and set up to intercept while watching us.

Unlike the first, the battle posture - packing the time and defending the sword I unleashed, the Fallen Angel first gathers the most magic into his arms and defends it.

Swords and arms clash. White light becomes particles and dances around us.

"I'd love to sink you if I could..."

Rothald's line. Just from the earlier offense, does he himself think that's very difficult?

"Fair enough. Whatever you can do, let's do it."

Much cheaper words. That makes me want to scratch... Hmm, I can still read the vibe that I don't have a problem getting hit from the end of the word. Because it's fake, what's the reason...?

Push further in while you think. Sophia converges "Spirit World" here and aligns it with my sword - if this happens, even Rostardo is no longer hostile to prevent it, and is it more right to leave it to impact and distance it?

As a result, Rostaldo can't chase us, and me and Sophia stop. Neither does the rear amberate move, and a temporary strange silence comes.

As a Rothald, you'll want to fight back somehow. But these are the three of us - and they all have the power to bounce back Rostaldo's attack itself. I can't turn to attack because one of the three will interfere even if I try to set it up.

From his point of view, it would be a circumstance to recruit a sense of impatience. Still, there is room for Rostaldo's expression. Is there still a way to be so flat in an unfavourable current situation... no, then it's not weird to show an atmosphere where you're deliberately struggling to invite me.

Or is that a hatchet? How can you not read one thing from the look on your face?

"You stopped moving... are you trying to read my thoughts"

Rothald grunts. Then there are signs of an inverate in the rear.

"Calm down, please."

Returning it so that I can fool around, I peek at other battlefield trends with my demon.

The two remaining battlefields were about to be decided by the battle. It had become a favorable situation from the early stages, but without it covering up, the celestial demons on both sides disappear.

"... elsewhere, we've already got a fight"

"Right. Too bad."

- I don't know what purpose you sent the Heavenly Demon to, but I wouldn't say you served your purpose in this war situation. In addition to suppressing angel damage for a first time, it prevented their prospect… is it enough for a battle?

Nevertheless, something hooks up...... the same goes for the fact that Rostaldo's body-like presence has emerged, but it still seems to be a mess. They said the same thing earlier.

"... my big purpose is to get everything in heaven. But that's just one way to get to a great end."

Rostaldo talks abruptly... what?

"I'm not going to change my mind, it's not compatible with you guys... some of you are going to be more unscrupulous than me"

"... what are you trying to say?

"I look at it and I don't talk about it in detail because I'm going to be in my interest... but maybe that's different"

I don't know what that means...... Sophia beside me also whimpers her eyebrows and signs of the rear amberate can be somewhere confusing too.

"Or it might inhibit my purpose... don't even think about it"

Rostaldo shrugging his shoulders. This one keeps an eye on the person - at that time,

"Luon."

Anverate's voice.

People are coming from the rear.

"... weren't we paying for this place?

"No, I'm not. You're on my side, apparently. This sign..."

"Mr. Luon!

A familiar voice. It belonged to Alan.

"Excuse me, I'm here to join you!

I was surprised because it was so abrupt.

"I know there's no problem elsewhere, come here"

That's what he said. He's beside me. If you look at it, you'll be alert to Rostaldo and you'll see him laying his sword.

"... what about Mr. Devals and the others?

"He said to go. Sorry, I can't stay or not..."

Because you found out it was Rothald fighting us? By the way, I'm alone now.

"What about Romilda?

"I'm having you waiting. Mr. Devals said he'd discuss what to do after his people return from the other battlefields."

There's going to be a battle during that consultation... but when I whine about that in my heart,

"I see, this is interesting now"

Rostaldo squeaks. The moment this one frowned, the fallen angel ejected his magic.

"It's not funny without being hit."

... I don't know why, but apparently the atmosphere is about to go on offense. Is that due to Alan's appearance? As far as we're concerned, we're just gonna intercept, and we're not gonna have a war problem... but I'm a little worried about Alan.

I understand his abilities from the effects of the feast, but I don't know exactly what would happen if he became a fallen angel opponent. I don't know about defense even though I have the ability to attack...... various anxieties.

In the meantime, Rostaldo goes in. The Fallen Angel, who gathers his temper and approaches him, is a sweeping word. We set up an immediate interception - Alan focuses his magic on himself.

And Rothald's aim is to give him exactly... I'll be in the cover right away. Maybe we can take it, but we can't leave it under this circumstance.

Also at the same time Sophia and Anverate move. Sophia's in the shape of putting me in cover whenever I want to. The opposing Anverate steps forward and tries to get close to Rothald so he can replace me in the cover.

And the exasperation, that's what seems to be relative to Rostaldo... just inferior to earlier. Are you saying that there is probably no problem with less magic than just now because there is a defensive intent rather than an attack?

Rostaldo approaches. Anverate takes the lead, me and Sophia follow it. And Alan...

"Come on!"

In the raging magic, groaning yet resides a strong will in its eyes - not afraid to put his feet forward.

Rostaldo laughs when he sees it. Alan shouts and inspires himself, courageously going further.

I raise my voice to stop, but Alan still doesn't stop - that's when I felt uncomfortable.

His eyes...... that shows something different from Rostaldo. I had that instinct.

At the same time, my body moved reflexively - the sword was released.