The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

"Ha, ha, ha... hey, what the hell...!

Staring at Lucifer as Azley breathed on his shoulder.

"What do you say? Have fun?"

Lucifer's words hang heavily on Azley's shoulder.

"Ugh!

"I am very satisfied with the rest. I see your face in agony...!

As I said, Lucifer had a delightful look on her face. The question ahead was a priority for Azley rather than getting angry about it.

"You said transcendental no hegemony or something!? What the hell is that!?

"Say something funny? I just heard the formula for Momentary Transfer Magic (Lega Telepo), and I don't think you can tell me everything else?

"... well... right"

"Damn, and you've already noticed? To the power of this technique..."

Lucifer's words were right, and Azley was certain. That's how I understood Lucifer's words.

"... Huh!

"Kuku, why don't you talk? Indeed, that emotion is natural as a human being"

But where I put it as a word, Azley couldn't even see a winning chance.

The instantaneous transfer magic (Lega Telepo) that should have been prepared as a trump card has been transformed into an escape from Lucifer's trump card.

The definite, realistic and merciless conclusion that appears there - meant the defeat of man.

Lucifer keeps on worrying about Azley's eyes, even though the answer is hidden.

"Well, it would be a little more (,,,). Until then, you're gonna have to hang out with the rest of us, aren't you, Azley?

"... Damn, what more do you do!?

"It's settled, isn't it? What the Demon King will do is to... crush and hell the weak."

Lucifer pointing to Azley.

The face is so full of laughter that its mouth is about to rip open.

"... you're extra free"

Azley's vanity is also

"Would it be? Stand up, and despair."

Lucifer recieves with joy.

"Now you're the toy. Whatever, I can't find anything I can look for that won't break the rest of my life for real...!

"Hehe, hehe..."

Lucifer drops her hips before Azley, already full of creativity.

Without showing any alarm, Lucifer the Demon King is serious. That was too much pressure (pressure) for a single human being to take.

"Well, I can't wait to see what you put out and fight through..."

"... cum!

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Ed's Temple Trail.

Dressed earth, shredded kamiyama, knee-poking force exhausted to lean - fool.

Those eyes were not focused, they could not breathe properly, which should be rough in a fierce battle, and both hands did not even have the power to hold the sky.

"Have you run out of magic? Momentary Transfer Magic (Lega Telepo), which requires too much magic even once. Even if it has nearly as much magic, it can be depleted and naturally used by countless means to inflict attack magic…"

Lucifer jumps over Azley's head and stomps and crushes. Lucifer in a delightful way, to Azley, who moves pickly at his feet.

Azley's glasses on his face on the ground crack and wear out.

Lucifer puts his arms together and says only one word away toward Azley under his feet.

"That's unusual."

Lucifer gets off Azley's head and carves the space transfer magic formation into the ground.

It is still a special activation method using the Transcendental Nohado, which does not pass through a cosmic diagram (Chizu) or a reading, etc.

"Yes, I forgot to tell you"

Lucifer's voice echoing in the void.

"For the rest, I don't want your death. I remember saying that.... the rest, I want your despair and hell. I told you so."

Shortly before riding the Space Transfer Magic Formation, Lucifer looked back at Azley just a little bit.

"The rest of what I was doing here was buying time (,,,). Your opponent is loaded with heavy loads in cleats. He gave me some magic. If only that was enough to deal with Heavenly Beast and Tooth. Even if you can't defeat it, you just have to have the power to antagonize it. He will cut it up soon."

"... well... what do you mean... what do you mean?

Azley, who doesn't even have the power to turn his face to Lucifer, only moved his mouth and listened.

"I told you? What's left to hope for, Azley, is your living hell...? Kuku. Well, I hope there aren't any dead people in this fight, Azley? The young life I believe in and follow you... I hope it's not withering?

Lucifer speaking happily.

Yes, what Lucifer instructed Cleat this time was to target the lives of Azley's people.

The moment I heard that, a severe upset arose in Azley's eyes.

Trembling eyes, unwiped anxiety, and fierce anger at Lucifer the Demon King......

"... Hmm?

Looking back, Lucifer.

What I saw there was a mix of complex emotions, Azley's eyes. It was the ultimate vanity of the fool, floating in the universe.

"Aerial Floating Magic (Levitation)? Where'd you get that magic from? Emotions? I see, human horrors are here. Surely your magic must have been exhausted.... Hmm, well, to that extent of magic, it's about aerial floating magic (levitation) at best. I don't have the power to stand, I floated with magic only. Okay, what do we do then?

"Huh... Huh... Huh!

"Hahahahahahahaha! Stare! That's all we can do! That's right, there's nothing you can do. Curse your helplessness and hate the rest! That's the rest of the superb joy!! Hahahahahahaha!!"

Lucifer's words sounded exalted, and Azley's eyes filled with tears. With no words to give back, no power, Azley just stares at Lucifer. That's all I can do.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!! Good face! Excellent!! But please Azley! Don't end this for me!? The rest of the revenge is not over yet!! Keep going until the end!! And...... they cut off both legs, twisted off both arms, crawled like potatoes and stared at the rest again!! …… and the rest will be over with a crush on its head"

Riding the Space Transfer Magic Formation, the vanishing Demon King said so quietly at the end.

Azley's magic, which erupted only for a moment, finally penetrated the bottom, slowly dropping his body and knocking his body down to the earth as the aftertaste of disappearing Lucifer's laughter echoed.

"Min... na..."

From the shock of extreme fatigue and depletion of magic and, above all, of hearing from Lucifer about the crisis of his companions, Azley had no choice but to choose the escape route of losing his mind.

- Ed, the capital of Twead.

The Temple of the Twin Witches, also known as its symbol. Already it is difficult to call it a temple, a battlefield like the trail of a disaster that roughly one being did not expect to have caused one another.

The only thing left there was the fool's - powerless appearance that put everything out.