The Immortal Demon King and the Impaired Hero

The sound of a collision of steel and steel with Giink echoes through the woods. The birds fly in unison surprised by it, and small animals rush out of the bush. But I can't afford to do something like that.

Isaiyoi concentrates on the evening incense with his sword in front of him. Yuka also looks at Isaiyoi with a sharp eye.

Point your swords at each other and explore their trends in one-touch air. The bitter silence was broken by a wild rabbit.

Moments...

"- Huh!!"

"- Yah!!"

There's zero between the two of them, and the sword and sword bump into each other.

"Gu, this...!"

Evening incense launches a series of strikes, pulling back the nearly bounced sword forcefully. Isaiyoi also takes a step in response.

Spread a spark every time the sword and sword collide, sounding a tall metal noise in the afternoon forest.

A sword loyal to the basics everywhere. That's the sword of Evening Incense.

The opposing Isaiyoi sword is a sword that deviates from the basics. Instead, the Devil's Sword, far from human swordsmanship. It is a swordsmanship of swordsmen and ghosts, who made things say to the power that gently outstripped humans.

What happens if those two bump into each other is more obvious than seeing fire. There's something wrong with Yukaka, who is somewhat pushed in the first place but is still able to meet. If you're a regular person, your sword will be played in the first clash, or your arm will be paralyzed.

Around there, even if it doesn't hurt, I guess Evening Incense is a sign of being a brave man.

As Isaiyoi wrapped his tongue in his heart, the evening incense, paralyzed by the unfolding of the one being pushed, swept with a single piece of paper and stepped in greatly.

"I got it!"

A high sword is swung down with great momentum. But it's still sweet.

As the white blade approaches, Isaiyoi instantly grips his sword backwards. You stick out your sword's patterned head in a casual motion.

- Kickin '!

Pattern head and white blade collide violently. Evening incense opened her eyes to an unexpected interception, and Isaiyoi stepped into her pocket exposing the gap, gently adding a sword to its neck muscle.

"I win."

When Isaiyoi told him quietly, Yuka lowered her sword while distorting her lips in repentance.

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"What are you talking about? It's not unscrupulous!"

"I don't know if it's unscrupulous, but I can do it, so no problem."

"How can you!?"

"It's a gift of experience."

"How can you beat a century-long experience..."

Yuka bites with remorse at the isolated difference in strength between herself and him. Then he stares as if even his parents' enemies see him. Although it is extremely annoying from the viewpoint of being looked at.

"Don't stare. You're a human being, but you can meet me directly from the front. You're strong enough, too."

"It just sounds disgusting when you tell me."

"Then I don't know what to do..."

Isaiyoi wanted to hold his head in Evening Incense, which made him increasingly ill.

"Mostly you can use magic and swords are too cheesy for mastery levels. I don't know what happened yesterday..."

"I'm... I'm aware I've overdone it"

Evening Incense's alley is that Isaiyoi was buried with a single magic shot yesterday when he encountered a group of orcs.

The number of oaks was roughly twenty, and as for Isaiyoi, he was going to unleash his magic in a rather light mood. But the destruction caused by the magic seemed excessive firepower, turning the surrounding area into scorched soil just to wipe out the oak.

The anger of Evening Incense after that was awesome. Isaiyoi thought from the bottom of his heart that being angry as a fiery fire would refer to Evening Incense at that time.

Sealing the mortal phase of the rising Evening Incense beyond his memory, Isaiyoi proceeds by scratching the depressed and lush grass.

A few days out of Demon King Castle. The two continue southwards towards the human continent.

In the first place, the human and demonic continents are only separated by vast forests, which are not very difficult to get to and from as long as they can fall through forests. However, if we go through the woods, we will enter the enemy formation, so we will soon be in danger of our lives.

Because I understand that, Evening Incense's expression had become anxious as he approached the human continent.

"Hey, are you sure you're okay?"

"Don't worry. As you can see, your appearance is very different from that of a human being. Except for dark hair, black eyes, they're a little bit more magical than normal, or they just live longer."

"It wouldn't be a level to live a little longer, silly."

"Well, humans are fine. If you're a demon opponent, you might notice signs and wavelengths."

I have nothing to worry about because almost none of us will have the possibility of running into demons on the human continent. More than that, Isaiyoi,

"We're better off over here."

That's what I say and point to my eyes and hair. Yuka nods to agree too.

"Yeah, what's your idea after all?"

"Right. I'm going to be out of the woods in a while, and is there any problem showing it off here"

That's what Isaiyoi says. He exercises phantom magic on himself. Then his black eyes and hair instantly turned to burning red.

"Become!? Your hair is red, and your eyes..."

Evening incense leaks a startling voice at the sudden transformation.

"What do you say? This won't be a problem."

"I don't... how did you do that?"

"Phantom magic. It's a magic trick that makes you look and look invisible through the refraction of light."

"I've never heard of that..."

"Naturally. I made it."

Though with Rem to be exact.

Yuka got stiff with her mouth half-opened when she heard Isaiyoi had made it. You must have been somewhat surprised, whether Isaiyoi spoke up or slapped him, he's not responding.

That's a hassle, and Evening Incense is back sooner than Isaiyoi tries to beat his head with all his strength for it. Grabbed by Isaiyoi with an amazing sword screen.

"What did you make it for!? You can make it with a knoll like that for a summer vacation!?"

"Hey, no, I didn't make that out of Nori, did I?"

The hang-up was half nori of play, but it was serious when I was making it. It was quite a bone breaking itinerary to incorporate knowledge of the original world, to think about and build the composition of the surgical ceremony from scratch.

"Fuck... but... Yikes! You're too tearless already. Cheats are a good place too, you obsolete spec demon king..."

Evening incense moves one person ahead as he drops his shoulders hard when he is tired already. No heart or sorrow drifted from its back.

Isaiyoi rebukes her words as she stares at Seika's back as she leaves.

"Abandoned spec demon king on cheat? Well, that's true."

- I guess you haven't noticed.

Yuka hasn't noticed. that they are also beyond the bounds of normal human beings.

Unusual resilience to the unusual ability to meet Isaiyoi, the Demon clan, directly from the front. Extremely is that blow that broke Isaiyoi's defensive junction.

He hadn't noticed, but at that moment the magic in the atmosphere surrounding her was concentrated on his fist.

That's an impossible phenomenon if it's normal.

Whether you are human or demonic or demonic, you cannot manipulate extracorporeal magic. It was common sense in this world and, of course, Isaiyoi made no challenge but could not.

Seika, who can do that even unconsciously, is more rare than Isaiyoi.

Will she be inferior to Isaiyoi? I don't realize what I'm capable of right now, but if I can freely handle the magic outside of my body...

"- What are you standing there for? I'll be there soon."

Isaiyoi's thoughts were interrupted by a voice that was rushed a little further.

- That's something you can't even think about here right now.

In a small breath, Isaiyoi lines up next to Evening Incense.

"Oh, yeah. What color does Yuka make her hair and eyes?"

"Just like you."

"Right. Okay."

Isaiyoi magically changes the color of her hair and eyes just as Yuka hoped.

Dark hair and black eyes turn to the same deep red as Isaiyoi, and they don't even look like brothers and sisters at first sight when lined up because they are both Japanese as well. Or if you look from the side, you'll have a high chance of being mistaken.

"... well, okay"

At that time, you should be properly deluded. Isaiyoi concluded so.

Evening incense seeps slightly of anxiety into its expression in front of a human continent that approaches steadily. Isaiyoi snuck up and laughed.