Woof Woof Story ~I Said I Wanted To Be A Rich Person’s Dog, Not A Fenrir!~

The Lord, who was protecting the nucleus of the labyrinth tree, sounds and collapses.

The Holy Sword of the Brave has easily defeated even the strongest demons in this labyrinth.

After all, Zenobia has never waved a sword while in this labyrinth.

Because it was not necessary.

The brave man was too strong.

"What do you say, Zenobia? Now I'm close to the brave again..."

Even though he was not wounded in battle, the footsteps of the brave are flimsy.

The boss who destroyed it is a treasure trove of expensive materials, but the brave man doesn't care and goes to the core of the labyrinth.

"I will be a brave man... a true brave man..."

"No more, Arstella! I know you've always wanted to be a brave man! But I don't think that figure is the brave man you wanted!

Zenobia speaks up to stop the brave, but the brave did not listen.

A holy sword in reverse hands, profoundly pierced by a labyrinth tree.

Like an eyeball made of stone, it cracks and loses its color.

And at the same time, the Holy Sword began to make unpleasant noises that stumbled on his ears.

The magic of the labyrinth nucleus is sucked up, as the throat thumps with the sagging.

The brave man holding the holy sword shook his body gushing and his blue blood vessels pulsating under his white skin.

"Damn, the reason you're still going crazy is that sword!? Alstella! Get your hands off my sword!

Zenobia grabs the brave man from behind, forcing him to pull out his sword.

"Get off me!"

A brave man thrust Zenobia.

Halfway through the magic, the Holy Sword emits a divine glow.

The Holy Sword was whitefully divine and nasty.

The brilliance also seemed to rush the brave man to let him suck more.

"Zenobiah......!

I stare at Zenobia with angry eyes as the brave drool.

"I won't allow you to stand in my way, even if you are!

From a sloppy, frozen position, the brave man accelerates at once.

"Gu!?

Heavy blow, Zenobia shields the Great Sword.

"No, don't! Arstella!"

"Ohhhhh! Why are you interrupting me! Why is everyone gone! Why! Why! Why?!"

"Arstella......!

The brave man wields the holy sword like a young (little) child crying in loneliness.

But the sword pressure was off track. Zenobia, with a great sword more than once larger than the Holy Sword, is blown without killing the momentum of the sword.

A stomped foot carved into the ground, and still he couldn't stop being slammed against the wall.

The power to overwhelm Zenobia, who acted as an avant-garde position. The power of the brave was clearly beyond human limits.

In fact, from the arms of the brave man holding the holy sword, the dull sound of a thousand cuts of muscle continues to ring.

It would be only a matter of time before my body collapses without withstanding the shock.

"Why... why... I... wanted everyone to... just admit it..."

The brave man was crying. He had a blue blood vessel floating on his face like a spider's nest, with tears of blood.

"... well... you did"

Zenobia stood up with the great sword on her cane.

And as I was prepared, I put up my sword quietly.

"I'm sorry, Arstella. I shouldn't have run then. I should have gone and stopped you over and over again with those legs that survived."

A brave man makes his teeth snap at Zenobia's gaze, staring sadly.

"Take me, take me, poor thing!

Screaming, the brave advance to Xenobia in a straight line.

A horizontal holy sword would poke and kill Zenobia with a single blow.

In contrast, Zenobia drew her sword to the bottom.

"Zenobiahhhhhhh!!

"Arstella......"

The crossing was momentary.

Let the sword of Zenobia lift up the throne of the brave.

Then, after moving to the upper level, the special unloading is decided.

That was supposed to happen.

What separated the light and darkness of victory and defeat was the strength of the weapon.

Zenobian demonic swords were defeated by holy swords that sucked the souls and blood of thousands of demons and swallowed even the magic of labyrinth trees.

The cutting-edge of the Holy Sword thrusts through the fragments of a sword shattered like glass.

The aim was not different in dimensions and captured the center of Zenobia's chest.

"Ha ha..."

A blood-soaked Zenobia holds her chest down.

Zenobia, who fell into depression, stopped moving.

…………

The brave man looked down upon the moon and upon it, and the brilliance returned slightly to his eyes.

"... that?... What did I...?

I can't stand the sight in front of me and the sword spills out of my brave hands.

"Ugh, it's a lie. Why me, Xenovia...!?

Kneel down, shake Zenobia's body, but never regain consciousness.

The Holy Sword was piercing Zenobia's chest precisely.

"Oh, oh... oh...!

The brave man held his head and nodded.

"... yes... Even then, this is how I slashed you... How could I have forgotten... Again, with this hand...!

Who was the person you really wanted me to admit it to?

By the time I thought of my first feelings, it was all too late.

The holy sword began to tremble, as if to mock a brave man spilling a whimper.

The subtle tremor turned into a pulling cramp, into a real laugh called Guerraggera.

"Damn, being human is stupid. If you fix his looks, he'll fool you easily."

"Huh...?

In front of a dazzling brave man, the colour of the white holy sword turns to a poisonous purple.

The sword cracked, branched, and became reminiscent of decaying dead trees.

There's no such thing as that divine holy sword there, and it's disastrous everywhere.

Shake purple steel branches deliberately, and the sword shakes.

"Thousands of years, a foolish clan that kept believing itself to be the offspring of the brave. Thanks to your dedication to the blood and soul of so many demons, your descendants have finally been able to come back to life. Thank you. '

A brave man cannot understand the words of a sword.

"I am a pillar of the five great demon generals of the Demon King's Army, Beligor. Beligor, the ambassador of prison demons, means me. So you were desperate to help revive the Demon King's Army. Don't you think that's a lot of bravery? You see? '

The faith of the clan so far and the effort I have devoted my whole life to. No brave man could accept a word that denied all of it.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

The heart of the brave breaks down.

As such, the sword opened three longitudinally lined eyes, narrowed them, and shook their bodies with joy.

'It's been a long time, this millennium. I thought when it was sealed in the sword and left on the battlefield tracks, it would just decay like this, but I can't forget the survival your ancestors picked up. "

Even as we spoke, the branches of the purple sword continued to spread, and the great tree grew to its size every time.

"Brainwashing owners over the years is a broken bone. Little by little, they have made me think that I am the descendant of the brave. And he kept letting generations of self-proclaimed brave men suck the blood of demons. To get the magic to unseal it!

The sway of the branches sounded like many laughs.

Scorn. The devil who has ruined everything in the life of the clan and makes it sound funny.

…………

"Hmm, totally broken your heart? I don't know. Your despair was quite delicious, but if it breaks soon, you won't have time to taste it. Well, good. The seal can be completely unsealed in just a few moments. I'll make it up to you with your blood and your soul."

An innumerably expanded branch of the sword skewers the immobile brave.

"O foolish and loving family who have dedicated a thousand years to me. Your descendants will also be my sacrifice!

The sword branch moves like a worm's verse foot, surrounding the brave man.

Without resistance, the brave man continued to tear in tears in front of Zenobia, who himself had killed.

And... the wall exploded.