The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

If you take a step, the grass will shake.

If you take two steps, everyone will look back, and when you take three steps, the hedge is cracked.

They stare at it with a blatant look of selflessness, as if they were even dreaming.

Dream or manifestation, in any case.

I was convinced that all that existed there.

"- Come on, we're on the run."

Right now, from this moment on.

A new legend will be spinning.

Barberis, the undefeated demon who was isolated within that illusion, opened his eyes to the sensation of its invisible strong man.

"Ko, this, poppy feeling... ugh!

The first feeling I felt was - scary, pure fear.

I'm helpless and scared. My instincts are alarming me to run away more than my reason. He's crying out to get off the spot right now.

At the same time I thought this.

"Oh, if I can beat this one, the wasp can run up one more staircase"

Here, is not about the mighty enemy that emits this sign.

To myself I thought I was scared. To myself I couldn't help but want to escape. If I could have bumped into him directly from the front, taken him, and moved on.

I can be strong again.

So sure he shook his fist tremendously.

Not to fear - to warrior tremors.

- Loki, it's Baton Touch.

Two, a man's voice sounds.

Before the age of twenty, eighteen or nineteen, or in this world a long time after adulthood. When I was still stuck with my kids.

But the weight of the voice is not what can be called a 'child' if it is wrong, and Barberis trembles heavily in the voice.

"Yep... I'm feeling better now."

"No, 'cause I can't. Ask Shiloh and Reaper for help, and I'm the only one who won't do anything. Something's wrong with you. Like a hippo."

Such a voice sounds, and the illusion is solved along with Loki's disgruntled voice.

Pale dyed sky, grass carpet with spreading youth grass color. And when he saw the appearance, Barberis opened his eyes to the limit.

"Ah... hey, what...?

As soon as I saw that appearance, countless of my dying future flowed directly into my brain as a turbulence.

You can win, you can't.

My legs were shaking if I noticed. He, who had even seen the chaos that seeped through his anger, was in front of that Gil creep, shaking himself up in fear without making it.

- It's different.

As the words passed behind his brain, Loki stepped down from above him.

"Well no. I'm taking everyone to... catch up with me later."

"after (...) or (...), na"

Pah, and two hands squeal, each walking out with his back turned.

Loki walks out with her back to Barberis, and the man walks out toward Barberis.

"- Huh!?"

Step by step, step by step, and again.

Every time he walks, his intimidation jumps.

- No, there is no such thing as intimidation.

Even though I'm there, I can't feel a trace of life enough to say it at all.

I feel terrible about that fact.

I can't help but think of myself as a monster in a man's skin, like a creature out of brackets.

"Baba, Lord Barberis...... ugh!

"O Lord..."

A voice echoes from behind and turns his gaze small behind him.

Though both fanatics were reduced in number there, the army of demons still withheld momentum, and Barberis breathed out loudly when he saw them.

"... tell. Ignore the other forces now. Now at this moment, with all the power - I will defeat that man."

"Oh, that's... ugh"

The devil opens his eyes to the bitter words of Barberis.

Ignore the other forces and this front will undoubtedly collapse first. And if it collapses, most of those here will surely...

Barberis breathes heavily in front of the crouched demons, raising his voice without looking back at them.

"Tell the demon army! Down with this man! It will show the world the proof of our life! You would have intended to carve a scar on this hateful world! If you are, how do you pull it here!

On its back, the demons breathed unexpectedly.

He was not blessed with talent, and therefore only continued to build his body.

Back fingers were thrown by the synchronists, stones were thrown and spit away, and they still went on to work many times harder than men.

After that, he stepped into the frontier.

Barberis, a powerful man in the demonic realm that even Satan and Gill acknowledge. A strength fraud demon who fell zero from the seat of the Great Devil because of his lack of talent. The devil himself but beyond the great devil and irregular.

He laughed niggardly at this adversity.

"I could die. Oh, I can't deny it as one. But if you stop trying to die, that's where it all stops. Nothing will be exchanged and nothing will go on. Let's try it, let's try it against everything! You just have to think about it later, like failing or succeeding! Now risking this life, trying. This could be everything!

That's what he screams and grips the spear.

The atmosphere trembles with much readiness, and fire lights in the hearts of the demons.

Someone raised their voice.

It happened to spread in the army, and a few seconds later, the army was crying out.

That goes without saying, the roar emitted by one giant beast.

Barberis laughed a lot behind it.

"- I see you're stupid, you guys."

When I heard the words, I was stiff.

"... now what?

"Didn't you hear that? I said you're an idiot, you brains."

Barberis floated blue on his forehead at the man who threw up so tired.

But the man clasped his shoulders before him.

"If I stop trying, I can't move on with anything. I see. That's an amazing theory. As far as that's concerned, I'll affirm you. But."

That went on, he stuck a frigid cold grin.

"- Bravery and recklessness are a piece of paper. You think you can beat me like that?

The moment I heard the word, a dozen demons with a low boiling point ran out at him.

Barberis raised his voice to them with his weapon in his hand and his eyes running blood, but he was already late.

"Tie it up."

Just one word.

Seeing those demons tied by shadows to the ground as soon as possible, a definite upset runs through to the demon army.

The man who laughed to mock him when he saw him - Gin-Crashbell.

"Risk this life to challenge? Ha, aren't you a horse deer? Beautiful things don't mean the world will change. Beautiful and Big Mouse would be cool if it came true. But..."

Yes, he grips the wand in his hand.

The figure is rightly prestigious.

Without frightening the word "one thousand" or the lukewarm demon army one step forward, on the contrary, let even include a nuance somewhere resembling anger.

"- Neither that nor this, if not strong, makes sense"

The words, heavy as lead, were in his heart.

I can't let that word go without experiencing it. Only those who have actually progressed with the thought of swallowing blood reflexes that resent, hate, and throw up their weaknesses can let go of such words.

"Hey, incompetent knight. I know you want to die, but I know you're in a hurry to die, but you're not even involved in your own self-satisfaction."

To the words, Barberis accidentally stuffed the words.

Oh, this guy looks a lot like Gil.

We don't look down on ourselves because we're demons. He's worried about these men.

With that in mind, Barberis - fumbled back to the countless gazes he felt on his back.

"... Lord Barberis, you will not get lost"

"... what?

And when he looked over at them in astonishment at the words uttered by the devil, there lit his eyes with the light of readiness, and beheld his companions snorting deeply.

"Oh, you, guys..."

"It doesn't matter what they say. We are here of our own free will, standing here. Different reasons - but still, my mind won't allow me to pull"

Yes, the demon stares at Ginn.

Ginn laughs all the time in those glittering eyes.

"You guys, you're gonna die?

"Can you get out on the battlefield without being ready to die, or this idiot"

But those words return immediately.

Ginn blinked her eyelids as surprised by the words, and Barberis opened his eyes wide. With those two in front. The demon turns his straight gaze to Barberis.

Lord Barberis.

I just called the name.

If only we knew him.

If he bears the name of undefeated.

I would never run away. No matter how likely you are to die, you will not waste your men's will.

"... is that good?

Ask small questions.

Staring back at those blushes, which nodded loudly at the words, Barberis sighs tirelessly.

"... ha, wasps, too, are those with troublesome men. I wanted the Great Devils to stay because this is the kind of trouble."

So he shrugged. He turns his gaze to Ginn.

"Thank you for your disrespect. Even if this one loses, I don't want you to take my men's lives."

"Baba, Lord Barberis...... ugh!?"

Ginn broke up slightly against him, who turned his gaze straight to Ginn with the astonishing demons elsewhere.

"... So, what's the benefit of hearing that?

Barberis said this quite seriously to Ginn, who questioned him so with his head.

"My conscience doesn't hurt, etc."

Don't kill me because my conscience doesn't hurt.

Gin hoisted up the edge of his mouth to that word, which only seemed like a "joke" as a beggar for his life.

- I got it.

Only one battle with the demon army opened the curtain.

Only a few minutes later, the battle closed.