Tilea’s Worries

Oh, I'll tell you what happened just like that!

Come on. I was going to fight with you, and Jessica told me, "Mr. Tyrea, I'll ask for the rest" and he put it down. I know what you're talking about, but I think I'm gonna get away with it. How good would it have been if I had just been hypnotized or escaped at super speed......

Right now, I'm savoring the most absurd reality.

Oh, I never thought I'd be fighting the demon chief alone. Even if I can't help fighting the Demons, I wanted Jessica to at least magically cover me.

Hmm, I can't believe I left you...

"Whoa, that's a waste of credit. I remember his magic. If we move, we'll catch up soon."

"Hear that? Jessica, Camba - c! It doesn't seem to make sense to run away from something, let's fight together. They'll destroy each and every one of us."

I speak on Jessica's back, but Jessica doesn't even look back.

Right! Escape while sheltering the injured, so maybe he's desperate and he's not even hearing me...

"Whoa, whoa, you're ugly with humans. You've apparently become an abandoned pawn."

"Beh, I'm not a throwaway pawn. Jessica trusted me, and she trusted me."

I got so upset that I punched myself in the heart. I don't have that kind of relationship with you from the Demon Clan. What do you know about Jessica?

That's right. I'm ashamed of myself for thinking about being abandoned or not being a little thin. Jessica just took desperate action to help her friend who was fighting him earlier. She was mostly hit, so it's life-threatening if you don't treat her quickly. So I guess you trusted my power and hurried to the main unit.

Besides, Jessica's only fourteen, like a junior high. It's too pitiful to rely on your child for backup. I'm an adult old enough, including in my last life.

Ugh, yeah, that's fine. While I'm buying time, I hope Jessica and the others get away.

"Ko, I won't let you go on this occasion. I'll stop you!

"Wow, don't you want to stop me from being like a demon? Well, he's not the most vulnerable of all!

"Because I'm fragile, I don't think the weakest can beat the strongest!

"Whoa, she's not a busy little girl. The injury also recovered. The ones who escaped, they can catch up with the metastasis as soon as possible. I'm gonna play a little bit."

Declaring so, the chief of the demon clan approached. I'll just take the cuckoo.

What are we gonna do?

The opponent is different from his previous enemies. It is the direct escort of the Demon King. Even if you bump a cuckoo without thinking like before, it's hard to win. We might be able to avoid it, and if we take the steeple off, we might get a counter. The operation is important.

Hmm!? Seriously. Or does the cuckoo work as a premise, on this guy? No, let's believe it there. I mean, if it doesn't work there, I can't help it. If you manage to close the gap and hit it in a row, you might have a chance to defeat it.

All right, I'll be sure to hit the first hand for now.

First of all... I don't know what to do - just a minute - he's getting closer and closer while the operation doesn't come together.

"Fuck, don't come! Yes, okay? I have seven thousand men!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Damn. Though it was decent, seven thousand people might have said too much. Oh, but you stopped walking.

"Well, you know, there are seven thousand of them, five hundred, even as jokes. If anything happens to me, they won't shut up."

"Whoa, if 500 people aren't true, what's wrong with that? Look, I'll bring him in, but it's good. It'll feed you everything."

"Yes, okay? Each one of us is a thousand. Oh, I'm gonna spill you. Everyone has 30,000 magic powers."

"Happy, pleasant, if your men are, then what happens to your Lord?

"Huh!? Wah, me? Oh, yeah. One hundred thousand."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. The magic market is too cod."

Yes, I won't. The intention of buying time to think about the operation was all kinds of impotence. I don't know what to say to myself, but it's a good place to bullshit all the SS into being one thousand men. Even the self I was telling you about cleans me up.

"Come on, I don't know if you're having fun. Okay, look, I'll dance."

A flame erupts from his fingers and the ground at his feet burns.

"Duh, duh, woh! Hey, stop it."

Unexpectedly, take steps.

"Look, why don't you dance more! My legs are gone."

"Wow! Oh, no!

Continuously from his fingers, a flame is sprayed. The ground at your feet swells one after the other, turning stones and debris into coal.

Oh, if I hit that one, it won't even leave a bone...

But he's after me on purpose. Don't be afraid and have fun without ending with a blow.

"How despicable!

"Whoo-hoo, of course. For the most powerful demonic people, it's just a toy to feed and play with."

Goddamn it, you fool!

Look at that. I will show you the wisdom of mankind. I have a one-shot reversal of the secret weapon Cuckoo. The weakness of a vampire, and I'll taste it.

But what do we do realistically?

I can't get the timing because he keeps spraying flames. Do you want to distance yourself? I'm trying to get back.

"Whoa, whoa, I'm not letting you get away with this."

That's what he says, he makes me appear on the flame wall where I go.

I try to turn to the left.

"Whoa, whoa, where are you going? Whoa, that, whoa!

What a horrible imitation!

He caused the flames to appear in circles to surround me.

As it is, it is only a matter of time before you are burned to death. The only salvation is that he won't be killed right away because he's playing. But I don't know when he'll change his mind. If you change your mind, I'll instantly turn into a charcoal quencher with his flame.

Damn, how do I break this status quo?

There are three options.

① Beautiful and cute Tilea suddenly has an idea to fight back.

② My people come and help me.

③ Reality is abnormal. You just burned to death. ♪

Uh-huh, I knew I couldn't leave it to anyone else, it's ① here. Come up with a groundbreaking idea to break through this wall of flames.

Poke, poke, poke... blah blah.

No, you can't. I have no idea. All I could think of was a bump. If you're actually going to storm the swelling, you're going to get ink scraps.

And I have no choice. Then ②. I hate leaving it to others, but I can't replace my belly on my back. Let's count on our people.

Uh, buddy, buddy... Jessica's on the run with her friends. Mu is guarding Tim.

Then......

I breathe softly, and...

"Raymie Leah, come on. - Whoa! You did!

It's a pinch, a pinch, a big pinch!

Your future lover is about to be in the hands of the Demon Clan. Run as fast as you can as Prince of the White Horse. No more virgins, virgins, whatever, because I'm offering it to you. I shouted out in prayer.

"Hey, what the hell! Shout out loud all of a sudden. I thought I'd break my eardrum."

Is that it? Could it have pissed you off?

Until just now, he had an extra grin on his face as if the cat was going to vibrate (probably) the rat. But now I feel a little angry.

"It's no use calling for help at all. I'll make sure there's no one around. And even if reinforcements come, I won't just pay you back."

"Oh, no..."

"Huh - my eardrum hurts at all. Wow. You're a mess when it comes to people. Oh, I'm done having fun. Let's just burn to death!

That being said, the walls of the flames that had appeared like circles around them gradually narrow.

Aww, duh, what do we do?

Ya, I knew it was ③.

Hmm, hey, hey, wow, I don't want to die! Somebody help me!

I'm going right and left.

"Whoa, whoa, at best you're scared of fear, and you make a good voice heard!

"You! What are you doing to your sister? Ah!

"Huh?"

When I mourn the inertia of reality, suddenly, a voice can be called from behind...

This voice... Tim!?

Whoa, whoa, whoa. ② came out. Ooh!

Nice, nice timing!

If Tim's here, there's Mu too. Yes, a warrior has rushed us.

Nevertheless, Tim's expression of anger......

I'm sure he's so angry that I almost got killed. Sounds like Tim the sister thought. He is still about to attack the head of the demon clan.

But you can't. Because it's dangerous. I'm glad you're worried about me, but I'll leave you to the mu here.

You devil's head!

He's putting out the flames in surprise at the Tims who suddenly show up.

This is your chance to attack!

I'm gonna hit a cuckoo in the face of a guy who's pompous and stupid for some reason. I'll take the cuckoo.

So, but does it work? Anxiety about the head of the Demon Clan is still endless...

That's right! I came up with a one-shot reversal. I crush the cuckoo and crucify the juice. Yes, this adds the offensive power of the cross to the effects of the cuckoo. Synergizing weaknesses.

Hehe, this should double the effect as well. There won't be a guy or a clump.

"If you come to think I heard your sister somehow... what a sight!

"Become? Huh? Sister?? What do you mean - wah, wah, wah, shinso -"

"I don't hear any excuses. I don't feel sorry for you. I sanction myself. I won't leave a dust!

All right, now, he's talking to Tim and he's full of gaps. I dash into his nostalgia with this luck.

Phew, chief of the demon clan, he was horrible from the looks of it. Of course you can say not only how it looks, but how strong it is, how brutal it is, exactly the most powerful demonic people.

But let's not get too much of a lick on humanity. One can fill that hole with knowledge for the weakest. Yeah, yeah, it's something we don't think humanity is left to do.

When I grip a cross filled with cuckoo juice, I shake his fist into his face with momentum.

"Let's go, Demon Clan Leader - my knowledge just sounds awkward!

My fist hit his face.

- Moments. Puffy feels in my hand, bitchy, something on my face.

"Huh?"

What, this feeling? And what kind of object is this in front of you?

There...... the figure of the head of the demonic tribe who became a mince and half destroyed. It is vivid that the meat mass seems to have cramped after death.

S, splatter -!

What? Huh? Chi, you sound a little too much of anything! It's an idea I thought of myself, but it's not synergistic - Eh!

Huh? So, maybe it's his flesh pieces on his face? I stuck it on my face. I'll take it.

Uh-oh, I'm getting screwed. Hey!