The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Lower your lower back and jump into your nose with all your strength.

Under a red coat (robe) like a bored cloth, this is also an overexposed black dress like a bored cloth. With a few things to do, it makes it easy to peek into the underwear you need to keep, which you probably can't call clothes anymore. But I don't even have the slightest desire for clothing that has a lot of impact on my vision. As much as I think about it, I figure out a way to defeat this monster in a madness of death.

It fits both arms with a boneless gauntlet made of some sort of demonic bone that doesn't look familiar to its thin arm, with a crow-like black wet wing on its back. And on its head, a giant horn that is not like beauty, reminiscent of a goat.

There are many beings that crown this other world, and there is only one king with the same influence as Dragon King Fafnir.

Demon King Shelfa.

Blush, poorly maintained long purple and silver hair, red eyes like a red moon. White skin by the time it is pathological. A big sickle and a madly stained killing will scatter a disastrous atmosphere that ruins all of it, while also being a dazzling beauty.

With all of that pointed at him, he wields a divine sword (el) through his defenseless torso in a position that wields out the Great Sickle.

But when you fly back and open the distance at an unstoppable speed in your eyes, the sickle in your hand is swinging down at me, who, on the contrary, emptied the divine sword. When it comes to being a sickle bigger than Shelfa's height, the slightest wave down with one hand has exactly the intimidation you deserve to call yourself the Demon King.

Avoid that attack while rolling through the peeling rock skin and re-compartmentalize the slashes.

The rough breath that reaches my ears is mine. Shelfa, sitting quietly in front of me, is staring down at me without disturbing my breath.

From behind that shelfa, Soichi and Scarlet Saki leap with the sword of Spirit Silver (Mithril). He manipulates the Great Sickle away from that unintended attack in precise motion as if it were even on his back with his eyes on it.

Two blown men are slapped from their backs into mossy rocks. The spot seems to have been bad, so I won't leave it slightly motionless. Have you passed out, or are you looking at the opportunity? Either way, there is no confirmation because it is on the other side of the shellfa.

Kotaro Inoue - A death fight on the back of a turtle as huge as the mountain you named 'Xuanbu' Inoue. It's like a nightmare, hopelessly, standing in front of us.

"Pity. Is this the hero Astraela called in from the other world?"

Pathetic, pitiful, he said. The demon king of exposed madness laughed cheerfully at his heels and gave him a sickle. Xuanbu's back blew up in part.

I'm laughing, but I'm not even slightly clouded by the intent to kill him. I remember the murderous intentions to which it was directed. It closely resembles a sole directed from the demon god (Naifer) in the cathedral of Imnesia, the king's capital. No, if there's such a thing as a concentration of intent to kill, then it's still better then.

So stand up looking into the eyes of the demon king, who laughs cheerfully.

Shelfa's face hardens to surprise, followed by a broken face.

"Whoa. That's good, hero. Don't break it to this extent."

Nitali, and. Its glossy lips rip like the March Moon. Red as blood, tongue as long as snake licks lips. Demon smile often seen in movies and cartoons. That's exactly what I think it's right to call it, a mad-borne look.

Is it from excitement, not pleasure, that the cheeks that were white by the time of morbidity are slightly reddish? They are cornered, but observe the Demon King as he calms down his feelings.

Zun, and the scaffold (Xuanbu) shakes. Even now, the family of the demon god, which is said to be the greatest and most powerful on this continent of Imnesia, is moving towards the king's capital. As it were, in less than the second half of the day, we would reach the King's Capital and ravage it with its giant.

We must defeat the Demon King as soon as possible and crusade the families of this demon god.

Take a deep breath, one. Two. Three...

"El. Let's do it."

"Yes, as you wish, fully."

Grab the Divine Sword (El) with both hands. Imagine yourself without magic, but squeezing your full strength -.

“Core” passes through the jade body. A single core.

Never breaks, never bends, never crushes.

Absolute “core".

"- Give me a hand. El...... Dear Astraela"

Glow. The magic of jade overflowing from your body is the magic of jade overflowing from this body.

More.

More.

More.

More - shine.

"Are you ready?

"I'm gonna smash that wing of Temeer, and I'm gonna knock you out of here."

"It's a bad mouth, Range"

Moment after moment, Shelfa waves down the Great Sickle as fast as she feels like she's disappeared from her sight.

Jumping to the side to avoid it, Xuanbu's back exploded. Powerful enough to destroy not just rock skin, but even part of the methyl. But not long after I'm amazed (today), I get the tip of the big sickle that bounced off at me for avoiding it with a sword pattern.

The tip of the sickle and the jewels on the patterned buttocks scattered sparks only for a moment.

It is difficult to prevent the sickle, a unique shape. This would only be a one-time oddity. That one-time oddity succeeds in distorting Shelfa's expression in stunning ways, as I expected.

Kick it with the momentum to crush the scaffold and jump into its pocket. Shelfa jumps back like she did earlier, but I'll follow it and take another step. I look at how to avoid it once. It wasn't hard to deal with.

And as it is, slash up the Divine Sword (El).

Without feeling a slight resistance, he slashed off his right arm and black wings reminiscent of the crow, as declared. With shock, Shelfa's tiny body dances through the universe.

Dropped it. Shouldn't be able to fly because I slashed my wings.

- Shortly afterwards, he was blown away by a magic bullet that was knocked in with a flash of alarm.

Falling off the back of Xuanbu.

- Dosun, and.

For a moment, I didn't know what happened.

Fayrona, with a surprised face, looks down at me in one of the rooms I'm used to seeing when I look around.

"What are you doing..."

And a neutral voice that can take both, like a woman like a man ringing in the head. It's probably not my fault that the voice contains frightening emotions.

After a while, I finally understood my current situation.

At the same time, the door of the room is knocked hard.

"What is it!?

Looks like Ami came into the room. I don't see Faerona's bed in the way, but I judge her by her voice.

'Nothing. Range fell asleep and fell out of bed.

Apparently, the situation.

I feel that the voice that explains it is seeping more pity than frightening.

"... it hurts"

"Get up now. Pity. '

That's what they say, and I finally get up in shape. Did you do a weird fall, my neck hurt with arrow cod (if I did).

With the light of the red moon plugging through the window, I decide now is the night. Apparently, he fell out of bed at a very halfway hour.

"Uh... sorry. Maybe I was in love with him."

When I say that, Ami and the mulu behind her exhale in relief. Apparently, you've surprised me a lot.

"Never mind. How's your health, is it painful?

"I think I hit him in the head. And my neck hurts."

Put your hips down to your bed and rub your left shoulder with your right hand. Then the pain quickly pulled off. Looks like it was temporary.

If you rub your right shoulder with your left hand the same way, your neck pain will go away as soon as possible. Conversely, the wounds sustained during the Griffin crusade a few weeks ago hurt slightly, but this one isn't that bad, so I'm going to ignore it.

"Are you all right? Shoulder, shall we rub it?

"Oh. It's okay. It's okay. I just had a little bad dreams."

Answer that to Ami, who worries me, and I stretch lightly. It's midnight, but it's much brighter out there.

Looking out the window, it was a full moon tonight. I feel red as blood tonight when I say it's usually a peach night....... I was going to get used to it already, but it's still not a very pleasant night.

Something about my earlier dreams makes me feel like something ominous.

"Didn't you have a particularly annoying dream?

"Oh. A little."

"What dream?

It was Fayrona who reacted to the words. Rare, and gaze.

"I woke up in a sudden oddity"

"Don't be bizarre. I'm gonna cry."

Totally. When I exhale, Ami sits on my bed, and Mululu sits on Faerona's bed.

"... what?

"Concerned"

"It's the first time Mr. Lotus has fallen out of bed. Concerned."

Exhale deeply again into those two words.

Even if I heard the bastard's dream, I don't think it's that funny.

"What about Solnea?

"Shall I call you?

"No, fine."

I'm not talking about anyone making him listen.

"I just had a dream. Xuanbu - the family of the demon god who was said to be the greatest and most powerful in this continent of Imnesia. When I fought the Demon King on its back."

"... Demon King"

Mululu revolts my words.

Demon King Shelfa.

The name is also well known on the continent of Imnesia. The strongest demon clan. The most powerful demon. Being able to unite the Demon Nation.

King of demons, who deserves his name.

The names and meanings vary, but there is one thing I can say.

Cod resistant.

Soichi and Masaki specialize in melee warfare among the thirteen of us. Enemy enough for brave men and swordsmen to hang lightly at the same time.

With that name in my ear, I feel like the bodies of Faerona and Mululu were stretched out. In an effort to relieve that tension, I clasp my shoulders in a relaxed manner.

"Even dreams. It was a long time ago."

"The old story, did you actually fight?

"Sort of."

As far as I'm concerned, it's only a nightmare.

I was eyed by Shelfa in that fight, and after that, she said she was challenged to battle many times, that she was sold a fight, that she was attacked.

... It's a real nightmare.

When I sighed, Ami stroked my back to comfort me. It is as if to abandon a younger child. Turning his gaze, he was laughing bitterly just knowing how hard I struggled.

"That doesn't sound like a very good memory."

'Cause I hung up on you a couple of times.

Especially when he fell off Xuanbu's back, there was still no Fafnir or Anastasia, so he seriously crashed to death. I think my crashing habits are... over-thinking.

"That's unusual. I can't believe I'm dreaming about Shelfa."

"Really. Oh, I don't like it. I don't like it. Let's get some sleep."

Ami, who knows how much I hate her, gets out of bed without saying anything.

You felt the story was over, and Mululu followed suit.

"Bye. Good night."

"Good night."

"Oh. I'm sorry, wake me up"

No. That's how I whine and Ami and Mululu leave the room. The only ones left are me, Faerona, and Ermenhilde.

The room gets quiet at once.

Let's go to bed.

"Right."

"Tomorrow's early."

"I know."

Tomorrow I will prepare for the sailing trip and what I was asking Kudo to do... lay down in bed and the drowsiness will soon strike me.

From the next bed, I could already hear him sleeping.

That's early, out the window thinking - looking up at the full moon of crimson.

Oh, it's a nasty month.

Did you remember Shelfa because it's a full moon, or is my account complaining about something?

Either way, the Demon King (Sherfa) is in Arbenelm. Now that there is no demon god (Naifer), it should be difficult to say that he will suddenly appear on the continent of Imnesia.

So relieved, I closed my eyes.