The Contractor of the New Sister Devil

The New Sister Devil's Contractor Chapter 262

The heroic spirit's head was wrapped in the blast-it was the heroic spirit who was attacked.

However, the heroic spirit was unharmed.When the crimson flame dissipated, the heroic spirit's head appeared in the smoke and dust as it was before.Nevertheless, it is an indisputable fact that someone protected Jeste—and the blade changer.

...Who is it...?

Jeste looked around.It's not a blade, it's not Maria, it's not Yuxi or walnuts.

Lucia?No, she is Ramsay's adjutant and will not come here.

——So, who will it be?

The answer came into Jestle's ears.

"...-No matter how arrogant, it should be enough."

It was the voice of a girl who inherited the blood of the great demon king.

——She even landed in front of Jest.

Just stared at the girl who had descended on the battlefield.

Naruse Mio.

".................."

Looking at the back of Mio, who could never have appeared on the battlefield--

...... She can't bear it anymore.

Jeste was not surprised, because it was Mio standing in front of them.

That was probably not to protect Jeste, maybe she had that meaning, but Mio must be here to protect the blade.

Same as Jeste—no, Mio, who had a master-slave contract with Jessie long before Jess, should know that Jiegen was nearby.She couldn't bear to swallow her anger, and continue to watch precious things and towns be destroyed because of her existence.

That's why I forcibly got rid of Noye and came here.At this time--

"…………Oh?"

The high-ranking demons, who were also unharmed, bowed deeply to Mio on the shoulders of the heroes.

"Isn't this the princess of the prudent faction... It's a great honor to look up for a long time. My name is Niebra, a confidant of Grand Duke Belferg, President of the Cardinal Council. I have to speak in such a high place. Please Haihan."

"...As long as I go to your side, you won't attack here anymore?"

After Mio asked calmly, a smile appeared on Nibra's face.

"We did send a letter to ask them to hand you over. I didn't expect you to show up on the initiative. Our attack undoubtedly cost the lives of a large number of stable soldiers and destroys Wilda's long history. The city has made most residents homeless. These are all the price they have to pay to protect you."

however--

"Ashamed to say, I really don't understand why you did this. Can you please explain clearly so that I can gain a bit of knowledge-your stupidity of putting a momentary impulse to the front and wasting all sacrifices, is it true? Where did it come from?"

For Nibra, this is equivalent to provocative words-

".........People like you will never understand."

Mio clenched his fists to answer.The trembling of the voice-mostly from fear, as well as stronger anger and self-blame.Jeste, who was behind Mio, couldn't see her expression, but her heart would not be frustrated so easily, and her eyes would definitely stare at Nibra.Then-

"Well, that's the case-this is the daughter Wilbert left behind."

Nebra smiled, but the next moment-he suddenly said with cold eyes:

"……--kill."

At the same time, the heroic spirit at the feet of Nibra moved.He rushed to them in an instant, and swept his right fist in the trajectory of his fist.

"what…………?""----!"

The unexpected sudden situation made Mio stand still, and Jeste reflexively opened the earth-rock wall before herself and Mio, but she and Mio were equally surprised.

——Because everything the current Demon King has done to Miao is to get Wilbert's power in her.

If you kill her, then the power may disappear directly with Mio's life.Therefore, Jeste thought that even if he wanted to kill Mio, it would be a matter of drawing Wilbert's power.

……What exactly is going on?

Even though her thoughts were confused, Jeste still managed to stay focused.His own wall may not be able to stop the attack of the heroic spirit controlled by Nebra, but doing nothing is a dead end.So she tried her best to stretch the protective wall—and then, there was a roar.

Behind Jeste and Mio.

"what--……?"

Jeste and Mi turned to the rear in surprise.I saw the impact caused by the heroic fist smashed the ground in that area, rolling up the dust in the sky.

However, although he could understand what was happening before him, he could not understand what was going on.

She didn't want to admit that this was the truth.Because-the blade should be there.

In a trance, Jeste still subconsciously used the ability to distinguish between master and slave contracts.Soon, in the flying sand and walking stones in front of her, she found the fluctuation of the master.

"——————"

The next thing is the action that Jeste's body made before thinking.She fluttered her wings quickly-flying straight to where the blade was more responsive.Under the obstruction of a large amount of sand and dust, and the shadow of the blade can not be seen, Jest uses the earth magic to contain it-the random flying dust swirls up and settles on the ground in the distance.

Finally seeing the blade more clearly, Jeste stretched out her hands and hugged her master into her arms in the air——

"......Blade changer, master...?"

He called him in a trembling voice, but couldn't get a response.Of course, Blade Geng suffered serious injuries during the battle against Galdor, and was attacked by the heroes manipulated by Nebra in the middle of the battle. At that time, he was in a state of urgent need of treatment.

And Nibra had to rush to kill him, using the heroic spirit to make up for another blow.

Blade is alive, but it's just not dead yet.

This blow was not without effect-the blade did not react even more.At this time--

"--Oh, I'm so sorry. I accidentally missed it, but I didn't realize that Xun Dongcheng's son happened to be there. I'm so sorry."

Nebra liedly apologized, and then—

"... By the way, princess, you haven't answered my question."

He smiled and said in a sensible tone:

"In the end--you who came here shamelessly after wasting the sacrifices of so many people around you, who do you want to protect?"

This is a sentence enough to completely annihilate Jeste's reason for an unknown number of times.