The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

- Well, let's sort out the status quo again.

First of all, I'm pretty weak because I can't use my magic. Perhaps among the arrivals, he is weak about his father's next. I'm weak enough to be hit by Kuse or something.

Next, Kyoka, I haven't been able to be the one to reach, but I'm quite capable. Just low specs overall. I'm not a combat type in the first place.

Next thing in the day and night, it's pretty strong. I think I'm stronger than I am now than Kuse is now. Well, I hope he thinks about the same as me before he died.

Opponents, I don't know, mecha-daughter.

Kyoka says "Ancient Kingdom" and they're involved... Dad, I mean, back in the day when the god king Uranos was at full height or trillion or something, right? Now, my instincts are screaming, "It's dangerous," to see why I've discovered so much damage so far.

"If you help me, there's no way I won't help you."

Whimpering, pulling the sword out of his hips.

This is a little excavation I discovered the other day at a city blacksmith... so honestly, it's not even at the foot of a silver over for strength or performance. Well, it's better than not.

- Okay, let's go.

Put your sword in parallel - run out at once.

As soon as you're in time, the metallic legs growing from the back of your mechanical daughter storm with tremendous momentum.

but the interpretation is automata. It makes no sense without 'the experience I've fought for' no matter how good the products of the times are.

"Huh... Huh!

Flush your legs with your sword, twist your body, twist and move forward and forth. The fact that you can't use moonlight eyes and the low status of a vegetable that hasn't turned into a shadow god is unusually tight, but it's much easier than dealing with that sister (idiot) who still freed up her powers - or something like that, I had a time when I was thinking about it.

"Gu...... Huh!?"

A series of leg attacks that strike countless times.

Fly away with a red scar on your cheek for that disgusting tactic to that continuous attack as if you knew 'how to dislike your opponent'.

"Wow... what are you, about ten times stronger than I thought..."

"So, that's why you said it!... but it really seems too strong for an automata from the ancient kingdoms -"

"Hmmm... If the current lord can't attack, he's definitely a monster in the reacher class first..."

Listening to the voices of the two of them, his eyes softly narrowed and he looked again at the mechanical daughter - huh, he senses the feeling of magic from the mechanical daughter.

That is an unlikely phenomenon.

I know you can tell I remember Pink-headed Automata, but Automata is just a machine created by people. There's no way Sole could have magic for how good he was.

Yes, you can't possibly have it - but I don't know. Whatever it is, it's got a huge, high density of magic gathering at the end of my legs.

"Ya don't suck? That."

"No, it's not like it sucks! I don't know, but it's about as powerful as the Lord's magic!?

No, no, not as good as my magic on a boulder - it doesn't look like much. Yeah, at least it's beyond my magic right after I'm a reacher.

Turning to Kyoka in a hurry, she opens her eyes and stiffens her mouth as a puffiness to see if Automata was completely unexpected when it comes to using magic, too.

Looking forward, the red lotus feet that grew from the back of the mechanical daughter are pointing their tips toward us, and a vast mass of magic gathers ahead of them to set their targets on us.

Evasion...... I wonder if I can. In case there was a tracking function or something, death would definitely be the first blow to be confirmed.

If it's possible to avoid it - and then we don't have any other options than to take it together.

"Ku...... it's so inconvenient that you don't have a choice to hit back!

Holding Kyoka and White Night in her nostalgia as she screamed and called to the everlasting darkness, she greatly enlarged her robe at the same time - dong, and a tremendous shock rushed through with the heavy bass.

"- Ahhh!?"

The groans overflow from the cleavage of the teeth that bite into too many shocks that pierce the body over the ever-dark robe, unable to kill the momentum, and are blown away at tremendous speeds.

"Oh Lord!?"

"Bi, day and night...... oh, please"

Hundreds of meters and blown but managed to kill the impact and when I land on both feet on the ground, I ask him to move my throat, which does not work well due to the impact.

The mecha-daughter that struck us was freezing up steam from all over her body, and the day and night when she saw the gap and glanced at me, she sent a worrying gaze at me and then rushed out to the mecha-daughter.

"Gi, Gin...... what, are you okay?

"Oh, you're the one..., you were born and tight..."

As I said, I stood up, wiping the bloodshed from my mouth and staring at my mechanical daughter.

This is what I think from the bottom of my heart to this point now.

Maybe the status quo is quite a pinch.

Even though the days and nights are tough, the most important thing is that I'm completely out of combat.

"No... looks like you're back in time"

Once upon a time, that was when I cleared the labyrinth and first descended into this world.

I was much weaker than the day and night, and I had no special powers, no magic, no body treatment, anything I could be proud of as one.

I therefore put my head to work.

He beat everything with his brain, read through everything, and survived.

- And now, it must be very similar to the situation.

"... when I use my head, I'm pretty tired."

Squeeze, drop your center of gravity and make me laugh.

Okay, a little silly origin regression.

Let's recall the tactical task of using our heads in the beginning.

There's no power, there's no magic.

My proud hand is that Kyoka, who specializes in information, is stronger than me but weaker than my opponent on a white night, and immortality is the only way to get it.

Oh, my God, you look just like me once when I tried Nightmare Road, how dare you hoist the corner of your mouth.

"- Come on, let's start a death match"

I opened my eyes. [M]

I see, I see.

I just have to miss one throw at a time.

Just look.

Are there weaknesses or deficiencies?

Something you don't like?

Yes, look at the mechanical daughter fighting the day and night, and see.

In view of all the manoeuvres that come to mind, each time I truncate the inadequacies of the manoeuvres and pick only the parts that can be used.

- And refine the complete operation using only the usable part.

"... Phew"

Exhale loudly, try to throw the sword and take it on your shoulder, gazing softly at your mechanical daughter.

At the same time, I wonder if my mechanical daughter's red leg will turn small toward me and I can even read the killing.

I try to hide one hand, hide it behind my back, leave it standing to throw with one hand, straight, just straight towards my mechanical daughter.

What, if pure physical ability alone, this vessel is first-class. At least it's finished high enough not to take lag in Kuse vessels.

If it is, then it is' usable 'enough.

"Di... i, j, j... uhh"

It sounds like noise - the red legs are coming at me.

The number of copies is three, and you know I'm more sublime than day and night, which is why I have a few fewer legs to turn to intercepting me than hitting her.

And that can also be a good 'gap'.

"Come on, that's all you think you can 'kill' me with?

Tragically, and when I laughed so fiercely - I ran straight through without smiling.

This mech is clever. Probably boasts the same amount of knowledge, and intelligence, that could be no more than the brains of a hundred war-torn humans.

Therefore, from the beginning, it unleashes an attack with the "Premise of the Opponent".

That's a kind of empirical theory, you can't go wrong.

But even the empirical theory is the kind of guy who sleeps on a stepping stone, so go ahead and stab him in the stomach.

"-j."

As the rushed noise leaks, I laugh like a demon and run through the gap between my legs.

Now that you've come here to convince me that it's "bad," Mecha Daughter, who has turned more than half of her legs toward me during the day and night, is going to put up a barrage of red legs that won't last long.

Honestly, I wouldn't be able to cut through intact. I know that. I know.

- That's why I'm ready to smash you to death.

"I'm sorry, I'm not dying. I'm immortal."

In a moment, countless red legs are worn through my body, pierced, pierced, and massive amounts of blood are scattered all around me.

but my legs don't stop, I don't stop walking.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts to death.

But if you're not dying, you just have to move on.

Even though he wore his skull, he flew his brain out, but he still laughed and pushed forward. Even all the legs he was turning to day and night began to turn to me - although she was a mechanical daughter.

But that was the first time I've lost my way here.

"- Well, the seeds have been buried"

All the situations were aligned.

An empty white night with hands, a sword in a good position to throw, a concealed cover behind it, and a poncho robot who noticed a failure and left his thoughts empty.

If the seeds are finished burying them, the rest is limited to blooming.

"First of all, first of all..."

Pull off every piece of meat the red leg pierced by the arm, and at the same time throw a sword waved with the instantly recovered arm.

Its aim is a little dastardly - its' main body ', the red-haired mechanical daughter herself.

If they crush her, they will automatically stop this leg as well. Did the throwing with that idea come with a noticeable weakness? All the legs that were toward me from the day and night start to move all the time when they take that throw.

But let's shoot off the second hand there.

"White night!

"I know... bye!

A few red legs that received a sword throw with one hair in between.

The day and night when I descended from the sky, I returned my body to some dragons, and I made sure of it, and I moved on to the next hand.

"Well, keep your hands off me - are you ready?

'Ho, are you really really going to...?

One arm hidden behind the opposite of the person who threw it.

She turned into a book that was disappointingly grasped in her hand - Kyoka asks me that anxiously.

but if you don't see any other way to break it than this, I really want you to take a bit of a fool's risk.

"It's okay, I'll ask you as much as I want for a grudge later - hey!

And I laughed, and I threw all the books of reason.

Throw from me, second round.

This time the sole is headed to the place where the mechanical daughter's back, legs are growing, and the first three legs that attacked me to them are headed for interception.

"Uuuuuuuu......"

Groaning screams abound - and the three legs I set up are shot off with Kyouka in the air.

If I were a regular book, I'd be done poking around.

However, the textbook of science is a special specification. In addition to my more immortal powers, I have become indestructible.

Even if you stick your legs out on something like that - in the end, you can't stick them up or anything.

"Ji -"

The noise overflows, and the legs of the mech-daughter, who could not be stopped by piercing the textbook of reason, are rushed to intercept using the remaining two.

But I can't stab him. I can't pierce it.

Mech-daughter, who was unable to stab them both brilliantly, was finally in a hurry and thought to intercept them even with the rest of her legs - though it seems.

I'm afraid I've already booked the other legs.

A few legs pierced through my body and fixed with everlasting darkness robes intertwined, and a few legs directly restrained during the day and night. There are no other legs that can be turned to intercept them.

Ahead of her gaze - Kyoka, who changed her appearance from book to person over Mecha daughter, puts her hand on her back, on the growing part of her arm, and shoots off its magic.

"The Sealed Chain!"

Sealed chains.

One of the rather nasty chain magic of completely enclosing the other person's actions.

This time, sealed with her infinite magic accumulated in the stockpile - the "means of attack" of the mecha daughter body.

I mean, I also agree that I sealed all the countless legs that grow from her and all the other hidden balls that might be there.

Sealed, sucked into her body and looked at her red legs, I leaked a soothing exhale and squealed like this.

"Oh, my body hurts"

In the meantime, all the wounds worn had recovered.