"Who are you?

"Hmm. It's easy to tell the answer... well, I don't care about elementary school students.

"No, it's not good.My people are fighting.Get out of my way. "

"Ho ho ho. Companion, companion... is that the angel girl who's fighting over there?

A strangely well-groomed bearded man sticks to the center of town.Then there was a fire pillar rising from there, and a bunch of ice lumps were created in the air... I see, now the angel is an ice attribute.

I see a strange man in front of me.

Black clothes, silk hats, a good beard and a pair of glasses... it doesn't look like it's a good fit for battle.It's a style that looks like it could go to some party.

"... you're an angel too?

"What would you do if you knew the answer?

"... if you know that Michael is fighting, it's Michael's... St. Angel's Association, isn't it?You're a fallen angel!?

The man smiled when he slapped his finger.

"Hahaha!!Oh, excuse me. Fufu... you seem pure.And I'm smarter than I look. "

"Well, thank you... you know, it's time to go.If I disturb you, I'll punch you in the face. "

I am prepared in the basic form of "A mold".Put your right fist forward with half your body.

Then, the sticky man turns around and says,

"Unfortunately, elementary school students are more of a fighter than you.That's the kind of "answer" that comes out... I wonder if I should give up. "

Ah, so...

I kick the ground and stick it in for the guy on the stick.

I don't even care about the other person.We don't know who they are, but let them finish before they do anything.

"The mold of A, 'Shooting Iron'!!

He gripped his fist, put the acceleration of the first movement on his fist, and dashed his fist and joints tightly with the curse of "Hardened (Katataku)".The rock crushes, and even the iron plate penetrates when it's in good shape.

If properly eaten, the built-in rupture will definitely collide relentlessly on the sticky man's face.

Hmm, that's fast.

Me and the Sticky Man are not ten meters apart.

From the beginning of the attack to the impact of the fist, it took less than a second.

"Brr...."

"Look, I told you, right?

My fist (...) was caught lightly (...) with the left hand of the sticky man (...).

Stupid.

I'm not overconfident in my abilities, but since I was alive, I've been punished, but no one has taken my fist properly.

A sticky guy with a body like a dead branch... pulled my fist.

"Look, there's no time to be upset.

"Hmm!? Bhh!?

My dick!! and I was hit on the side with a stick.

It's like a whip stick.The pain of being beaten or stretched is strong.

The teacher used to say that.I think it's more troublesome to stretch my skin (...) than to kick it.

"Ngh... this"

"Ah, that hurt, didn't it?

"Shut up!! The Third Hellfire," The Abyss of Mud "!!

I put a "Terra Pays Wayne" on my left arm and stick it in the ground.

A yellow Hellfire interfered with the surrounding earth, muddling the soil beneath the cobbles.

"Cheeks, mud?Hmm... your shoes will get dirty. "

Such a light sticky man walks on mud.

Stupid. It's impossible to walk.It's not the ground, it's sinking like a bottomless swamp!?

But I'll do the next one.

"So, 'The Abyss of Mud'... [Dolomite]!!"

"Whoa."

The mud is wrapped in a yellow flame and stretches like a hand.

I try to catch the guy on the stick and drag him to the ground...

"Ho ho ho, yes waist!!

"Ah!?

Slightly squeeze the hands of the mud and approach me.I slapped my hips with a stick.

The third Hellfire is removed and the mud returns to normal ground.

I put the First Hellfire in my right hand, approached the Sticky Man, and fired a series of attacks.

"Konoya, wagga!!

"Ha ha ha, young man.It feels like a naughty Special Attack, young. "

Without waking up to a shortness of breath, you kick my fist.

And I finally realized.

"Have you noticed?

"Kh... I can't believe you're guiding me."

Soon it was a long way from the church where the Primes were, the central square where Michael was fighting.

No. I was being guided... The attack that was being carried out to drive him away was being directed at him.

What do you want me to do? Ignore him.

"I'm sorry, but the juniors won't let you go.That's the kind of "answer" that comes out.Ah... I'll let you go when it's all over.I'm not going to take your life. "

"You bastard... don't lick me!!

Burn your body and approach the Sticky Man.

Fire fists, kicks, everything.

"Do you understand?

"Hah, hah, hah... shit"

"The answer is already out."

Everything was above me.

I can't believe you're a teacher-class user... this is the first time I've been alive.

What do you want me to do?What should I do?

"So I'm not going to kill you.I'll let you go when it's all over. "

"... everything."

"Of course, until Michael dies."

"This..."

"Ha ha ha. Don't be so angry.Besides, there's nothing wrong with Michael dying, right?Once this is over, your adventure will continue. "

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The Sticky Man spins the stick around.

"Let's give up already.I don't understand why you're trying to save Michael... but I don't think a weakened Michael can beat Sariel.Perhaps it will be settled soon. "

"... don't joke."

I sprayed a green flame from my back.

"Whether it's 1: 00 or 2: 00, he's with me!!

I sprayed a green flame and flew.

I ignored the Sticky Man and tried to get to where Michael was...

I won't let you go.

"Gu!?

There was a guy on the stick right next to him.

Hit me on the side with a stick.

The posture collapses in the air, and it spins and falls, but it somehow adjusts and floats.

And I saw it.

"... black wings"

"Oops, they found out."

Growing from the back of a sticky man were ten black wings.

Pure white like Michael, not gray like Daniel, black wings.

Do angels have wings?

Well, it doesn't matter. He's in the way!!

"The Fifth Hellfire, 'Slashing (Crispy) Yama'!!

From the flaming wings on his back, the green onyma flies.

But the Sticky Man cuts off oniyanma with a stick.I cut the vacuum blade itself even though it was an oniyanma of the vacuum blade itself.

"Then... the fifth Hellfire, 'Hard Bug Dangoro'!!

A green sphere from the wings... No, a round dung beetle flies like a cannon.

The man on the stick tried to knock it off, but he soon began to run out.

"Ho, you look like Mr. Makiel."

"Who is that?!!

When I fired the dung bugs, I approached the guy on the stick... but my approach was lightened.

Shit. This guy... he's got too many gaps.

You'll catch up to ignore it, and you're a loser.

"Oh... it's almost over there."

"Nah...."

The pillars of fire rose in the distance, and ice flowers bloomed in the air.

I saw it. The battle of Michael is at an excellent crossroads.

Somehow I was convinced.Michael, I don't think I can win.

"Hey... seriously, get out of the way.I'll kill you!!

"Ha ha ha. Kill me, please.Hopefully. "

Sticky man mocking my screams.

Shit. If we keep this up... we're gonna get Michael!!