Yomigaeri no Maou

"There was a time when..."

Zoe responds with a wave of her head to the voice of Iris, heard through earring-shaped magic fixtures.

"I don't know... I just wanted to know sooner."

'Huh?'

The moment I heard the strange voice of Illis, the connection between the bump and the magic fixture was broken.

I can't go through with it anymore.

That said, it doesn't mean that Zoe's magic powers have been applied or that her magic equipment has been broken.

"Again, it's against the rules."

At the end of Zoe's gaze, who shrugged so, stood a man with a strange atmosphere.

A man with blush black hair and an old robe.

The way he looks at Zoe with a slight grin on his mouth doesn't even feel a kind of madness, but his blue eyes are more intelligent than he thought.

Something scholarly, or having the gaze to observe things as a phenomenon, has such an atmosphere.

What Zoe said was not against his atmosphere and tricks like that, but looking at the eight weapons floating around him.

Even though no man has touched them, the flock of weapons is fluffy.

And it is indisputable and holy that it is leaking out of the blade of each weapon.

In other words, it was clear that all of that group of weapons was what should be called the Degraded Sacred Sword (AZ Helev).

But I even thought Zoe would be more beautiful if I saw that as just a sight.

Whatever, every single one of the degraded holy swords (az Helev) floating around the man is different, and there are swords that some one-handed swords will only have, and daggers and fine swords are visible, and even hammers and axes exist.

While calling it the Holy Sword, Zoe frowns and sighs at its unruly state, which doesn't necessarily seem to require it to be taking the shape of a sword.

The man says to Zoe, who looks so worried.

"How much more irregular would you be if I told you? With the skill and physical ability to suppress this Eight Holy Swords (Schmone Gladius) that I have created with one spear, the spear... If you meet with the Holy Sword, it should break in just a few pairs if it's a regular sword, but I can't even feel the signs. It is clear that it is a caged demon spear of considerable power...... nevertheless its careless decoration. Making it look as if you're only paying attention to a few of those hits! You feel blasphemous about making things. But the power is real... it kind of pisses me off talking"

"Oh? I don't think this is such a good thing."

Zoe said so staring at her own spear.

In fact, it was just a statement I said from the bottom of my heart that I thought so if I tried zoe, but from the other side, they felt insulted that I couldn't even destroy what I made "something not that good".

I never lost my cool, but the guy says in a slight, annoying way.

"Not at all, its strength, its spare! Everything pisses me off...... but funny at the same time. Recently, I've come to understand that the world is vast… Yes, I remember when I looked at you. There was a group of boys with an atmosphere like yours back then. A boy whose ancient demonic studies are his hobbies. I thought you knew the boy back then.

Of course, but all of a sudden they couldn't have known that, and Zoe tilted her neck.

"And even if they say so. I can't peek into your memories, so there's no way I know if you know anyone who doesn't even know your name."

Said, the man opened his eyes to the wind and put his hand on his chin saying, for the first time he noticed.

"Well, you sure are... a name. The experimental material was only numbered, so the idea didn't exist to me. If you ask me, you're right. What was that boy's name... Lulu, did I say? There were four of them, but I heard the woman with them calling."

to the word. Zoe laid her hands on her forehead,

"Oh... that's definitely someone I know..."

and snort.

The look on that face made me wonder where the hell he was doing and what he knew about something like this, and why he wasn't just a little dissatisfied with me then, but I can't help but say that now.

In the first place, Lulu once fought as hard as he could.

I immediately stopped blaming Lulu in my heart that maybe that would be a vacation for his life, even if there was somewhat missing in his new life.

Sometimes it's disrespectful to do that in the first place.

I tend to forget because Lulu treats Zoe too easily, but Lulu is an absolute to Zoe.

Follow all the instructions, and if you tell me to die, I will die.

It can't be on me, such as the right to blame him like that.

Think so, Zoe tells the other guy again.

"So? If so, what was it?

"No? I don't care. But you and that boy are a little different... and I'd like you two to cooperate with my research, if possible."

I don't think he's been asked to cooperate with a very moderate study, and Zoe returned the question without answering the invitation.

"Research... are you a scholar?

"Yes. I'm studying the ecology of organisms and their potential... well, I mean, comfort, I sometimes make these things in my spare time. I don't specialize in this stuff."

That said the man saw a degraded holy sword (az Helev) floating around him.

All of them, even though they fall more than the real holy sword once held by the brave, are a rough weapon that wipes out the magic around them just because they exist.

The fact that he could make such a thing with comfort was in itself an indication of his own high level of technical ability.

I wonder who the hell he is, Zoe asks what he most wanted to hear.

"... who the hell are you?

The man lifted the edge of his mouth to the question and answered.

"The answer to that question is clear. I'm an ancient demon."

And a group of weapons that the man called the Eight Holy Swords (Schmoney Gladius) leaped.

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"Huh...!

Zoe set up with a spear at the eight degraded holy swords (AZ HELEV) coming towards her.

The speed is not so fast.

For Zoe, an ancient demon tribe, it was fast enough to cope.

However, if as many as eight weapons strike me uninterruptedly, it is only natural that one weapon at a time will suffer considerably, even if it is not very fast.

Moreover, it is clear that if you hit it, you will be deprived of your magic, a weapon you want to avoid if you can touch it.

Zoe is an ancient demon tribe, but does not possess extremely powerful magic powers, like Lulu and Illis.

Those two are exceptional in many ways, and Zoe is originally a general soldier in the Ancient Demons as well.

To the extent that they have higher physical abilities than human beings (human beings) and comparable magic to ancient peoples (elves), not that they are truly deviant.

From Zoe's point of view, Lulu is a monster of notoriety, and Iris is also something close to it.

Even though Lulu was natural because he was a demon king, I guess he inherited his parents' blood about Illis.

The blood of Bacchus, who was near Lulu's side, with a gift of nature, and Yuno, a mother who, if only by magic, is sufficiently comparable to those of his neighbours.

Even though they imitated the Holy Sword, however many times they were attacked to the extent of the Degraded Holy Sword (AZ Helev), the intrusion was only a degraded replica, it would only have to be so affected that the magic power in their bodies would be limited.

But Zoe doesn't.

Perhaps once you hit it, the magic will be gone for a few days, and even more so if you put it in that state, the hit part is even in danger of extinction.

That's why you couldn't have taken a single blow.

See that, the opponent moves his weapon very calmly to eliminate Zoe's escape so that he packs his hands step by step.

Even though that rational way of fighting was certainly a scholarly way of fighting, as he himself declared, that was so nasty and persistent.

Though the spirit of not giving up may be considered an ideal qualities as an exploration of discipline, it is also the most angry nature in such a place of battle when it is exerted on beings who are enemies.

I'd just like you to give it up if you can, but it's clear from the peeking sticky grin of their obsession that you can't have those expectations.

I had no choice, Zoe decided to give up herself.

They struggle because they want to secure about a bottle of the Degraded Sacred Sword (AZ Helev) if they can, or win unharmed.

I didn't, I decided to change my mind to fight seriously.

"... Phew"

Avoiding a degraded holy sword (AZ HELEV) flying around endlessly, Zoe closed her eyes for a moment and exhaled deeply.

Then, take a deep breath and take in the surrounding magic vegetables (ethers), creating a lot of magic in your body.

I felt the magic thrown into the magic that was burning like a fire deep inside my body, gradually turning into a great flame.

The magic fills my body.

I felt both the magic going to the spear and the magic coming together in my own body shine.

It is a purple, slightly pungent glow.

In the meantime, the other man's manipulated degraded holy sword (Az Helev) was poked, twisted, and swung down at the zoe, rarely plundering near his skin of things that would not hit him.

Each time, the magic gathered is shredded, but the magic that disappears is replenished immediately by the magic produced by Zoe.

Seeing it, Zoe felt the other man's expression change.

"... I've never seen a way to produce magic like that... I've never heard of anyone who could consciously do something like turn a magic vegetable (ether) into magic... how the hell...!?

Essentially, in modern times, it is said that if magic is depleted, we can only rely on natural recovery.

That is why it is those who can store more magic that are supposedly powerful.

But the Ancient Demons, including Zoe, had the means to take the magic (ether) present in the air and convert it into magic.

Lulu and Illis would rarely need to do this or anything else because of the formidable magic they originally possessed, but it was rather an essential skill for ordinary soldiers like Zoe.

Having generated enough magic, Zoe looks at the other man and laughs.

"Well, don't tell him that... now, are you ready?

I was told, the man opened his hand like trouble,

"No... I was going to try my best. With an incomprehensible being like you, the plan always drives me crazy. Can you tell your friends, too? He asked me to stop interrupting me if I could in the future."

Apparently the man no longer thinks he can beat Zoe.

The virtues of giving up can also be said to be reasonable thinkers.

To the words of such a man, Zoe shook his head,

"I don't... I don't know what to say to myself!

He shook his spear and poked the man's belly out of his mind.

Zoe's spear stabbed him deeply in the man's abdomen, but he doesn't look like a dying man to this extent in the first place.

It was a blow in the thought of causing serious injuries so that it could not be resisted, and in fact, that would not normally have been the wrong choice.

But it seems this man was a huge deviation from Zoe's assumptions.

"... I'd love to, too, if I could, but that would be difficult in this way, too, wouldn't it?

It is his own body that was shown by the man who said so to Zoe with a look that was stitched to the ground with his belly pierced by a spear, but as if he did not feel an itch.

"What the hell did you say... Huh!?

The phenomenon took place in front of the zoe with its neck tilted.

The other man's body, that's what started to blow off the steam and melt.

I also feel magic pouring out of the melting man.

This is a phenomenon that occurs when a demonic creature dies.

Will this man die...?

No, in the first place, even though it was quite a serious injury, it wasn't supposed to be as damaging as dying so quickly.

Yet......

To the zoe with his neck clenched, the man began to explain as if he understood the perplexity.

"Hmm... have your friends ever heard of me? My name is Bernfriet-Kepler. As I said earlier, you're an ancient demon, but that's good. First of all, this body... this is not my body. It's just a doll you're manipulating from afar."

Zoe is convinced by what they say, and even if he tries to expand his sensing range around him, he can't discover the same magic as the man before the demon, Bernfriet.

Far, it seems, is really far away.

At least to the extent that it can't be sensed.

"I lost to your friends before... but I lost again this time. Next time I just want to try not to lose...... well. As a matter of fact, I've accomplished the bulk of my purpose. I was able to test the newly created demons, and they taught me some of her (...) skills... bye. Uh...?

Zoë had no choice but to name the man who looked at Zoë's face and asked him something, understanding that he wanted to hear his name.

I thought I'd see this guy again someday.

"I'm Zoe. Bernfleet... I'll catch you and tear you apart one of these days, so be prepared."

Bernfleet looked funny at Zoe's words and said.

"Hmm? I'll see you then... I'm looking forward to it! Hahaha......!

That said, Bernfleet's body was completely extinguished.

At the same time, the degenerate Sacred Sword (Az Helev), which was floating, entered the pitch and fell to the ground.

Then it gradually changed from a metal colour to a soil colour, which melted and collapsed.

Zoe is disappointed that I was thinking of retrieving it and analyzing it.

But I can't even be frightened.

Because Bernfleet's "doll” was about to disappear to be sucked into the ground after it melted.

Zoe instantly bounded underground saying that maybe there was some harm to the forest, flaming and burning segregated parts, but apparently the act was right.

There was still some left that I thought had melted and disappeared, and it seemed like I just dived into the basement as mucus.

He was moving himself to burst into the heat of the flames caused by Zoe, but this time it seemed to be completely extinguished, and the ashes never moved.

"Ancient Demons, huh..."

Zoe said so and sighed deeply, then decided to make contact with Iris.

It's a funny line to tell ourselves that we're a real ancient demon tribe, but we're also certain that we have a little problematic technical ability to laugh with our noses.

From a modern level, it was clear that, apart from being a threat, it could not be ignored.