The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

"Ha ha! I'm so tired!

I screamed, screaming as far as my voice was concerned.

At the end of her gaze, the mechanical daughter, tied to her back by a gold chain, had closed her eyelids and repeatedly breathed regularly, and she could see the white night and Kyoka leaking a palliative exhale in her appearance.

"I don't know... I feel really tired"

"My concubine agrees..."

I still think when I hear the two of you speak. I don't know what this feels like.

I guess that's it. Koko I've been busy lately, so after taking a long break like this, I write up one battle scene like this - no, just playing it makes me feel so tired...

I mean, I'm off too long to know how to fight, you know.

No, Mecha, isn't she too strong?

I can't believe how many other emotions swirl in my body that I don't really understand.

"That's it, you're at peace. We."

"Now there's no shards of the murderous atmosphere."

Until a while ago, you fought for justice and some pussy, and now one day in the woods, you meet your mechanical daughter and you don't know what to do. It is no less tranquil than it was in the early days.... Well, don't even feel like your enemies are suddenly too strong for it.

He said, "Leave it alone."

About the red-haired girl who is falling near where the two of you are sitting as you say. As you walk to the front of your mechanical daughter, you crouch down in front of her and peek into its sleeping face.

And a word.

"" This Loricon ""

"Hey, hey? You're just still looking at me sleeping, aren't you?

What the hell is that? It was like saying, "What the hell..." on my serial face right now, right? I wonder why you bring up the initial settings only at times like this. Lolicon, ancient kingdom, automata? You've been turned into such a relic of the past around the corner already, you son of a bitch.

Sitting in a sigh mix as I say, I turn my gaze to the two of them and ask them this.

"So, seriously, who are you, this kid? Obviously, it wasn't a level of old age automata?

If this child was the inner unity of the many weapons used in the ancient kingdom in the old days - that is, it must have been much more performance-wise than it is now.

If that was where the kingdom existed with countless such weapons...... I think he was probably a pretty tight opponent even if he was a full season father.

"Hey, Kyoka?

"... I don't know the details, but I guess so."

That's what I answered. She lays her hands on her chin, trying to think, overlapping her words like she was certain somewhere.

"Honestly, I don't even know it's going to be that long ago. Still, according to what I heard, the ancient kingdom was only 'surviving' in its war-torn world. I mean, they just managed to turn all their power into defense and keep pointing the country in the direction of survival.... so I don't think I can make an automata like this. If there were a lot of these kids..."

"... I don't like that one anymore. Maybe even a happy concubine would be ready to die."

No, no, no. My face will be distorted by despair, even for me.

When I exhale loudly as I return that inside to the words of the day and night, I generally get up feeling my body ache has subsided.

"Well, I have a lot to think about..."

At least it's a good case to leave it here.

If you look far away, you can see the demons and thinkers who are rushing to hear the sound of the current battle. I hope you are lucky enough to come back to the Demon King.

That's what I thought. Put me elsewhere.

"Ki, you! Oh, what are you doing there!

Such a sharp voice sounded and I wished heaven that the story would proceed well.

"... are you for real?

- After that.

In the stuffing of the knights on the border of Hellsheim, the Devil's Kingdom, I utter the words repeatedly and repeatedly to the blonde knight, who turns his suspicious gaze.

"Um, seriously, it's time for you to let go"

We were found in the woods by the knights of the demonic kingdom, and about a few hours had passed from there.

That forest was probably, after all, the forest where the Dark Elves lived, and I noticed that the Dark Elves had travellers far around the Demons and quite a few galleries, and I - I noticed that there was a face in there that I found out, and he... or I found a light of hope in her.

"Well, it's nice to meet you. I wonder why you wouldn't trust me...... see, you were on a continental broadcast with the Demon King, three or four years ago"

"Mm, mmm..., it does resemble... but"

In a small room in a stuffing room.

A handsome purple-eyed man with blonde hair stretched up to his shoulder pinching his desk and groaning so much in front of me - should I say, a man's dress lady?

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I know most of these people are the successors to the name of the Demon King, who appeared in one day's militia, and in addition, a pretty strong figure who reigns on the throne of Demon King's Army No. 2.

Its name is - Aruba Road.

Younger than me, as you can see at that age, reigning in the most powerful and famous Demon King's Army No. 2 on the continent, he's a genius and quite a hard-working man, a complete superman who honestly can't see out of it.

"I didn't know you had a hard head so far..."

There was a very small voice and I squealed softly.

If you look at her, she's frowning and groaning at the root of her eyebrows. She's staring at my face, or staring at me, and leaking a small sigh into her appearance, I wave and propose.

"I'll be honest with you already, but you've actually had a physical defect since after the Divine Devil's War. Abnormal state of total inability to use magic......? Well, it's like being sick. I don't see it as a raw hatred, but this looks a little awkward, so I'd like to talk to the Demon King."

"Mmmm... I don't think I'm lying..."

She shrugged so much as she put her hand on my jaw to my words, perhaps she believed me, exhaling loudly and depositing her body behind her back.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think we'd see each other out there, either, with the legendary executor, the life or death, the missing person, the power or the black scumbag. Honestly, I still say, '... eh, real? It just feels like..."

"Well, what do you mean, the power is unknown?"

When I inquired so unexpectedly into the words I told her sassy, she tipped her neck properly and told me this in a heartfelt wonder.

"Nay, all the other heroically viewed people wield their power in front of a large number of people somehow, and the people who are nothing else see their strength to the present, but you...... nay, you have now turned it into such a masterpiece that even the legend in the legend, the object of religion, can be worshipped, even though the opportunity to 'show the power to the people' has passed in the extreme -"

"Ah, ah..."

I was very convinced of the words.

In retrospect like this...... I don't know what it is, I feel like the only time the general public saw Gachi Battle was during the basilisk noise of "VS Private Soldiers". Other than that, it was mostly just embellished and didn't show a hedge of power, and even if I did, it would have felt like it was royal or aristocratic, in front of those very few people.

Others...... so to speak, battles in the Holy Nation were broadcast all over the country, and so on, but surely Arr also four years ago, and honestly now his strength is'... how strong is he? 'Maybe that's what everyone thinks.

"... about the hero of salvation and the famous you. I'll tell you assuming I won't be angry so easily, but I remember the honest story, the feeling that roughly all of the knights relative to you said 'I think I can beat myself'.... Well, I'm talking about what's stupid about masters of cover-ups - I don't think it's a good idea not to overstate your name"

Convinced that by reason, those adventurers were slaughtered by me as well, at the same time I hoisted my eyebrows small to the slightest intimidation sent by her.

"I see... hey. Certainly it's time for the executors to be outdated. I was just about to start my wandering by keeping it all and thinking it's just the right opportunity."

……

To my words - perhaps I thought I could beat the 'anger' and 'grumpy' ones in some way, with a small brow root, she cringes and throats and attaches her right hand to the sword of her hips.

Wow, there's a lot of blood, why do you want to test your powers when you're a male winning lady knight?

Yes, while I was thinking in my head...

"So, anything yet?

- To the words, she made her body bickly stiff with a large amount of cold sweat.

It's not like there's a third party standing still from behind, or a sense of intimidation or killing, or anything that has changed in any way.

Just giggle back at her ready face.

Visualize the right hand with a subtle sword.

On top of that, with this body that doesn't have one weapon.

Even though I revealed that I was a guard who had been robbed of my magic, I just kept smiling and looking at her.

That's all.

Honestly, if you're more of an idiot, you're big enough to see it as a simple gap and come at you. Or Satan and Alpha are the ones in front of me, and if they're at that level, 'what's the extra space,' they're at the level of face-to-face beatings.

- But she's not Satan, let alone Alpha.

Therefore, this will suffice.

Besides that, and to my attitude, which I expressly declare, she breathed heavily again, and again took her hands off the sword.

"... too, I'm sorry. For a moment... just for a moment, but I thought maybe now I could win..."

"I guess so..."

I was totally disguised as a goblin in front of you, too. If Evelice showed up, I'd be slashed without any suspicion. I just waxed. I mean, it took me a slash to realize it. They killed me soon. Just a candle. I don't care what's wrong with her.

Just... if I were to tell you anything nonetheless.

Standing up with that in mind, perhaps it's time to wait for me, one last word, bitterly laughing at the obstinate atmosphere of the day and night that began to be felt outside the room.

"Ma, if there's a guy whose name and power obviously don't match, is he overwhelming in character first, or rich Bombon? Doubt one of them."

To the words, she nodded in a bitter mix of laughter.