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"Ngh!!"

Phew! Phew!

The Scales want to get some minor cover immediately, but I won't let them get in the way. In such a hurry, poking and shaking the Trident makes it a pretty messy attack, and I can easily avoid it.

"I'm sorry. We can't lose either."

"Surrrr......"

The Scales' expressions are still unclear, but somewhere... they seem to be lost in judgment.

The two Scales were reluctantly following Maina's instructions, and they might have been prepared that such a time might come someday or someplace.

When they became slaves, they felt that death would come to their near future, and now they seem to be convinced somewhere.....

Oh, my God!

"Ngh!!"

Still, the Scythians thrust a sharp thrust at me.

I snapped my right arm and got cut, but I managed to avoid it. I couldn't avoid the attack because my scratching back was still slowing my evasive behavior.

Even though Pilte has been working so hard, I am losing and I have no standing. We have to get through this.

"Ngh!!"

Phew! Phew!

I thought I could read the emotions slightly, but the Scythians immediately switched their emotions, resuming their attacks on me and releasing their attacks one after the other.

The Scales aren't waving their spears out of fear of death, but because there are things among them that cannot be ceded, it seems that they can't die without waving their spears.

If you hadn't met them in this way, you might have been able to ask them about something that they can't cede, but unfortunately, that's not going to happen.

Hah!

Shh, shh!

"Huh?!"

Between attacks, the Shadow Owl sticks out and pierces the Scythe's shoulder. I can't penetrate it, but I can feel the pain, and I can see that I put my strength around my eyebrows.

I haven't just played since I met Cynthia and the others. Just like Pilte, I've grown stronger and more capable of protecting what I want to protect.

Although I can't use Nilchan's soft sword technique, I can only train with Cynthia and Suratan, which is a large amount of experience that is accumulated in me.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Rotate the spear vertically, half a step back from the spear tip swinging from the bottom to the top, twisting the body to avoid the stone thrusting part, and further half a step back from the tail cutting.

The Scythe's combat prowess was indeed high.

There was only a struggle for Pilte, and there was no gap in the attack, and it was a continuous flowing attack.

In addition, no matter how much it hurts, it regenerates with its healing ability. And I can't use a counter blow like the one used by Pilte.

It may look like a blockage in all directions, but it's not like that.

Because my attacks are on the Scythians.

It's been quite some time since I met Cynthia and the others and started to go with them for morning training. Suratan began to participate in the training, and I was doing simulated battles with each of the four of them.

At that time, Cynthia and Suratan could not be touched at all.

It was not a metaphor, it really could not even be touched.

In Nil-chan's case, she could be parryed with a shield or washed away with a soft sword technique, but she could not touch it at all, so it was a fair fight.

But Cynthia and Suratan were completely different.

Even if Sinya-san's Tenryu Sword Technique had my or Pilte's motor vision, it suddenly disappeared from before her eyes, so she could not react in the first place without hitting her.

However, in the case of Cynthia, from the information read from the other person's gaze and breathing, she aims at the moment of relaxation, and she feels that the instantaneous stomping is experiencing a strange speed. The actual speed of stepping in... is fast, but as it should be, it's not something I can't follow with my own eyes. In the case of Cynthia, it feels like she can't catch it because she fights in a better way than she can fast.

On the other hand, in the case of Suratan, it is completely out of sight. Simple speed is a strange thing, and when you notice it, you can even go around me about three times.

It's harder to find the moon on a rainy night than to hit those two.

I was in a simulated fight with such an opponent almost every day.

If the attack does not hit, I don't know how to win, and I can only open my mouth and be surprised, but if the attack hits, I can say that there is a chance that I can win.

After seeing Shinya-san's good fighting skills and Suratan's superhuman speed, it's impossible for me to avoid a Scythian attack that is inferior to that.

Believing in my absolute experience, I confront the Scythe directly.

"Ngh!!"

Phew! Phew!

Hah!

Shh, shh, shh!

The Scales waved their spears, avoided sticking them out, slashed them with a shadow owl, and kicked their arms up.

Dodge the opponent's attack completely and land your own. If we can do that, we'll just keep doing it later.

"This... little girl!!"

Phew! Phew!

Piltee and Mina's defenses seemed to be quite simmering. The slaves around me were also joining the fight to stop Piltee, but now that there were a few more Conscripts, it was even more so. It's almost time for the end to come.

The Scythe, whose throat Pilte had scraped, was still sitting on the floor and grimaced bitterly.

I think the wound at the throat has been healed and will recover soon, but it is still far from fully healed.

"Ngh!!"

Oh, my God!

The Scales in front of me are attacking me several times.

I avoid it to the right.

The Scales were desperately attacking, but gradually, the speed of their spears was slowing down.

Apparently, the price of healing ability was your health, and you were gradually starting to get fatigued and your attack speed was slowing down.

At first, the Scythians attacked me several times, but as I continued to hit, my health continued to be cut off, and I began to feel fatigue that affected my movements much faster than expected.

Even though the movement has slowed down, it hasn't slowed down that much, and it's still releasing sharp and heavy attacks. However, in situations where strength is antagonistic, the slight difference greatly affects the result.

If the Scales were more capable than I was, and there was a fair opening in their power differentials, there might still be no problem. However, in reality, I was pushing the Scythians, and the power difference was very small.

With a slight delay in response, even if the speed of wielding the weapon is slightly slowed down, the Scythe attack will no longer sweep me, but on the contrary, my attack will hit everything.

When this happened, it would be quite difficult for the opposing Scythians.

Every time I'm attacked, my chances of winning fall far back, and the idea that I can't win anyway starts to sprout inside me, causing an impatience. That impatience makes the movement messier, and the attack on me is even less. But my attack will hit. It's a vicious circle that leads to impatience again...

At the end of this vicious cycle, my victory was almost decided, but I shouldn't let it go.

I have a back injury and my strength is at my limit. Since I don't know when my feet will be flattened and the opponent will be fatally wounded, I have to be careful and definitely finish it.

Haa!

Shush! Shush! Shush! Shush!

My attacks hit the Scythe's body and left a wound.

I noticed that I was attacking, but every time I recovered from my wounds, the time to recover was increasing slightly. Probably, my health is draining and my healing speed is slowing down.

Haaa!

Shh, shh, shh, shh!

Use your shadowclaws to attack the Scythe in a row. At this time, the Scythe's counterattack had already disappeared.

Even though they were a Scythian who was thoroughly defending, the Scythians who had suffered a series of onslaught attacks were unable to recover from their injuries and eventually dropped their knees to the floor.

"Geez..."

Kalanka...

The Scales finally lose their power and drop the Trident on the floor in their hands.

”Hah... hah...”

I only had the strength to sting him because it was a last-minute attack.

"Hah... hah... let's finish..."

Even though he was short of breath, when he said to the Scythe, the Scythe who understood death relaxed from his body.

If you've lost the will to fight, you may not think I need to kill you, but your wounds are no longer healing and you're bleeding from all over your body. If we leave him alone, he'll be dead in a few minutes. It is far too merciless to endure the pain and slowly cum as you fight your way to death.

I think that giving the last blow here is rather kindness.

………………

As I approach the Scythe, I raise my face wet with blood and see my face.

"...... Tanom......"

It was hard to hear, but the Scales did ask for it. I understand that I'm already dying, and I'm looking for toddlers.

"... yes."

Hopefully, in the next life, I don't get caught by people like Minas, and I want you to end your life happily.

With that in mind, I move my right arm.

Haa!

Gash!!

The Shadow Owl enters from the neck and reaches the heart. The feeling is transmitted to your right hand.

Shh!!

"Gah....."

As it was, by twisting his right arm, it completely destroyed his heart, and he held his breath for a moment.

If I had more power, I could have sent it to you in an instant... but this was the best I could do.

Shh, shh!

"Yeeeee!!"

When I sent the Scales and looked toward the Pilates, they were already at the end of the war.

Maina was one of the vampire clans, even though she was not as scaled as the Scales. Because of her high physical abilities, she managed to avoid only fatal injuries while being attacked by Piltee. She was still alive, even though she was wounded all over her body.

However, most of the remaining slaves on this side of the wall as escorts were slaughtered by Pilate's Shadow Owl, and only two remained.

The two remaining slaves are the ones who are still alive. And only four of the Scythians had their throats scratched.

I've finally reduced the number to this... but Pilate is almost at her limit. At least two of the guards... thought so, and I tried to join the fight...

"Ah....."

I can't even walk because I don't have the strength I need.

"At least..."

I'm just getting in the way when I'm in the cover like this. That's how I draw my magic circle.

Now, all those who survive here, including Maina, are looking at Piltee. You can either use an item or use magic to help. Now that some people have been slaughtered by the Pilates, even if I were drawing a magic circle, I can't turn my eyes away from the Pilts. If you take your gaze off in front of Piltee and turn to me, Piltee can't miss the gap.

If you try to stop my magic, Pilate will attack you. If you don't try to stop me, my magic will be released. In other words, either way, my magic is definitely decided.

If it is supported by items, it is likely that the Piltee will be in the way because the range can not be specified and the strength and weakness of the effect can not be adjusted, so magic support should be optimal here.

If I could, I would have better magic with both damage to the opponent and an auxiliary role for Piltee.

Slowly but accurately draw the magic circle with a body without strength.

What's with the magic?!

One of the slaves notices me and tries to move. But now that I'm away from Maina, she's the only guard we've got. It doesn't matter how many people are now, because they've been slaughtered one after the other by Pilates, but I'm not sure if I should protect Maina or stop my magic.

There is nothing more dangerous than distracting and making a half-movement in front of an opponent who might be stronger than you.

Haa!

Shh!!

”Gaaa!”

The slave I was distracted by, Pilte attacked and seriously injured.

Hah!

Gah!

"Guuu!"

"Huh?!"

Gasha!

As Pilté kicked around the opponent's abdomen and blew it backwards, he fell to his back and his armor rang.

"Little girl... little girl... little girl!"

Mina screams like a madman.

Until now, I don't know what kind of past there has been, but in life surrounded by slaves, there must have been no one who rebelled against her just to faithfully protect what she says. And if that's all there is, someone will do what Mina says.

Maina herself had considerable wisdom, so there must have been no opponent she could speak of as an enemy.

However, the Pilate in front of me now is a person who denies everything directly to me, no matter what Maina says or does. No matter how angry she gets, it won't lead to her retreating from Pilate.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

The last remaining slaves charge towards Pilate.

Goww!

"AH?!!"

The sudden blowing wind pushes back the slave who tried to charge and the two minor who tried to slash it into their shields, and, conversely, pushes Pilté's back.

It's the wind magic I activated.

Although it was difficult to use magic to deal damage to the target, I could use magic that could be connected to it.

As for magic, it was only intermediate magic, and although the effect was not very great, I think this would be enough in the current situation.

"Ngh!!"

Riding on the wind I caused, Pilate rushes to his slave at once.

If we were to protect Maina, the slave man should have been defensive... no. Either way, I wonder if the result will be that different...

Oh, my God!

"Ngh..."

Approached by a slave who was prevented from abandoning his charge, Pilte grabs the slave's head and spins it.

There was a dull sound, and after the slave's neck turned in an ominous direction, he fell to the spot.

With this, Pilte and Maine finally face each other without any obstacles.

”Hah... hah...”

Piltee's breathing is rising and she's about to reach her limit. If I attacked a few more times, I would fall straight down.

"Why... are you interrupting us!"

”Hah... hah... disturbing...?”

In response to Minor's words, Pilté shakes his shoulders and reacts.

That's right! You guys are messing up my place!

"... I'll tell you what I want..."

You must be the one who disturbed the peace of the people who lived here?

We, the people who are fighting in the city now, and all those who are provoking resentment outside the city are just trying to reclaim what has been taken away by force. ”

"Oh, you can't do that because you're weak!" If you don't want to be taken away, you'll have to be stronger! "

"If you are strong, you can take anything away from others, which is a very forceful story." It only works among the bandits.

Besides, if you think about it in that sense, you're weak, so we can take it away from you. "

"AH?!!"

It's hard to understand what Minas's way of thinking is.

We demons think that strength is everything, but it doesn't mean that we can do anything because it's strong. Although we treat them with pure respect for their strength, we shoulder the responsibility to protect those who are weaker than us, while at the same time collecting respect as the stronger ones.

If the strong can oppress the weak, the demon world will soon turn into hell. The reason why this does not happen is that while obedient to the power, the Devil King and the chiefs of each race correctly show how to use that power, and everyone protects it. Naturally, those who wrongly use their power will be punished, and they will be crushed with even greater force.

For those of us who know such things in our daily lives, we can't understand the idea that the powerless can't be exploited because they're weak...

Certainly, being weak creates a situation where you can't protect what you want to protect. I think it's a good example that Pilte and I weren't able to protect our men Sasana and Isaac. But that can't be a reason to justify all the bad things.

In Maina's life, because it was taken away, I had to go around to become stronger and take away... Maybe, but if it was taken away and repeated, it would surely be time to take everything away.

That's why I came this time.

After all, I can't understand most of what Minas are saying.

In short, I think it's a totally different kind of creature, incompatible with us.

"I fully understand that there is an incompatibility. I don't feel like discussing it any more now. I'm tired, too, so let's get this over with.”

"At the end... don't slap me... don't slap my little girl!!"

Because she is a vampire woman and is close to a thin-blooded species, her appearance should be appropriate, but Minor's face looks very ugly.

It's full of madness... but can I just say...