Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

Onodera Celebration has been in the life of

I've never been on the 'tabular stage' before.

That was a fact he himself admitted.

Seventeen years of celebration have been years of walking down backstreets without light.

Elementary school, middle school, high school, and quite a few difficulties stick together.

School life is either the ability to build motor nerves or relationships, something that turns well if you have one. Either way, because both qualities were lacking in celebration.

It was the result of the sacrificial technique that Celebration gained as a child in order to escape a sense of loneliness at all that did not disarray the speaker in the name of his friend to kill his spare time.

Always ask about a person's complexion, keeping them at a constant distance and not stepping into the other person's core. By doing so, Kyung-hee was able to gain his own thin blurry standing, which should have been.

And sooner or later, there will be confusion.

Celebration was just going to do the same thing like a must-win pattern for any opponent - asking about complexion - repeatedly, because the levels demanded from the surroundings kept rising at an accelerating rate every time they raised the school year.

The so-called ability to 'read the air', but Celebration had not even reached the required minimum.

Because he wasn't the only one trying to polish it as his alumni grew naturally.

The celebration was left behind.

It was the 'creations' that led to the celebration during the half-discussed period.

He escaped into games, cartoons, comics, novels, and such stories.

Compared to cramped, invisible school life ahead, there was hope in the story.

Love, justice, courage, wisdom, everything was there.

Painting himself was also his considerable access to actively engage with such a world, but it did not leave the realm of escape from reality any more than he turned away from what needed to be done and continued to do so.

When I entered high school and my relationship was reset, I finally packed up my celebratory school life.

No one can tell me anything anymore, in a situation where I can't eat it up without making my own efforts.

Celebration keeps me off school.

He escaped again.

The nature of celebration does not change where we come from different worlds.

He wasn't supposed to be a demon king.

Because Scarlet Mountain Sorrow ran away from the Demon King's Castle, Ankley Lianzhui crushed the head of the Five Demons, and Isagi Asapura resigned, a bowl turned to celebrate.

It is the title of leftovers.

Originally, Lorisia was on the back of the celebration.

She moved on herself to the Sylvenian horse.

A little, just as the celebration arrives at its destination early.

And begged them, 'Please go ahead', who are not good with horses.

- The joy of running off the wind left them, as they were told.

Celebrating running horses alone.

I guess that's why such anxious thoughts bring sickles.

Behind his brain, various thoughts had come and gone.

Even the battle against Dragon King Bahamulgis is not an event to be proud of for celebration.

Because there was no alternative to confronting the celebration.

That's what I could do because I helped Chen Jiu, was fed by Isagi, and Lorisia led me to the point where I risked my life.

The intervening gap of the will of celebration there seems now to have never existed.

But not from now on.

Kyung-hee was feeling a firm weight in her belly.

moment by moment and the destination approaches.

Battlefield roaring, grunting, signs, fierce, such things appeared to be the air that stabbed my skin.

Celebration has been walking through the darkness.

Because I was in such a dark place, my degenerate eyes were no longer receiving light.

Celebration has lived trying to escape from people's eyes.

Even though he was called the Demon King and dragged out in front of the crowd, he managed to deceive with help around him on the spot.

I can't believe it's going to work next time, not once.

I'm just lost following someone who can always hold my hand.

I've always wanted to be such a child because I could have been such a child.

Horses jumped high all the time, as if jumping over a wall.

Slight impact. It was felt that Lorisia, who was not supposed to be here, had strengthened the power to come around her hips. Close your eyes again, too.

The next moment.

My vision has been broadened...

- The Great Plains.

Just looking over.

It was that day when I left the Dark Continent that brought me back to the heart of celebration.

On a boat, the morning I left for Howling Port.

I went out on deck and saw the sea with this eye for the first time in my life.

Shimmering ocean plains in the morning sun. I thought it was more beautiful than I could say in words.

The day Celebration finds out that this is the world.

The same feeling comes back to your chest and your chest gets hot as then.

Even though there were so many people hissing in the Berrialdo Plains that they couldn't count, only the center was pompous and hollow, like a doughnut ring.

Two men facing each other there. They both look familiar.

One was a master who put on an archery of swords in Brotherhas. And the other is a friend who pushed me on the back of the celebration.

Both for the celebration, irreplaceable. - No, it's not. No one can change.

Ignite draws a sword with his cutting edge.

There is no waste whatsoever in his sword attack. Every blow is wielded only to stop the opponent from breathing. There is no fabric stone, no feint, a sword that stretches the right path everywhere.

Corresponding integrity. His hitter had nearly infinite options.

Sword moves, spear moves, magic crystals, fighting, magic, magic, any one you take is top notch. Due to its near infinity of magic, it has a slight explosive power and endurance.

Ignite's sword moves will slightly outweigh General Earth Dragon's.

The winning chance is only there.

Quinquin toss. A slaughter that gives its life and releases it ready for consultation.

There he is going to put everything in.

We also know that it is cheap.

That's why I still don't keep it slight, I'm exploring.

Beyond the realm of Ignite...

Oddly enough, the two confronting duels had succeeded in buying time, as sadly thought.

(though all we have to do is keep on waiting for him to show up)

If Lian Jiu slaughters and kills Ignite, the collision is just inevitable.

The wrath of the Pyrills, the Demons, is about to reach its peak.

Now if only I could visit the trigger already, I'd be able to play it.

There is no doubt that one of them is without five of the duels.

(Exactly, I don't know if I can stretch it anymore)

Did you expect too much?

But there are things that can and cannot be done by the brave Isagi.

There is nothing more to worry about than admitting it.

... I thought that if you were a rabbit who picked up that cariboulnus,

(... if you lose this fight, you'll just not be spared a leg loss)

When my worries sighed a little.

The horse appeared.

A horse that walks with enough momentum to give you earthquake smoke.

At first, I thought it was a rampage horse or something, but it wasn't.

That is a military horse owned by the Demonic Empire.

"... what could it be?

Amarier, standing by her side, gazes.

On that back is one man.

No way, though my grief opened my eyes.

No, it's not.

That's not a rabbit.

The one who showed up...

(Why is he here?

Demon Nation Federation, Demon King.

- Onodera celebration.

(... What did he do?

My worries twitch my eyebrows.

It's been a long time since I've seen that, in every sense, it's a blur.

Dusty, coal-fired face in sliced clothes. I didn't wear glasses, but I can tell by one eye. Have you lost some weight? The muscles seem to have developed.

But it's like it's out of place.

Saying that all that's on this scene are warriors who are 'ready'.

I didn't know you'd come into a place like that with a round waist.

I don't know what you're trying to do.

(... I'd be very helpful if you would try to avert the war.

If you're just here to spit beauty with hypocrisy, I'm sure that won't work on this occasion)

"... So, who?

Next to Amarier tilting her little neck.

That's what I judge by my pitiful eyes.

The man, who was not welcomed, expected or anticipated by anyone,

He broke into a duel between Ignite and Integrity so as to tear the battlefield in two.

"Wait! Wait!"

A celebration of manipulation of horses and intrusion among men scattering sparks.

That was nothing more than an obvious blasphemous act for those who kept watching the duel.

Celebration easily stepped over their gaze.

"This fight, stop! Stop!"

……

A celebration of stopping horses among the swordsmen.

I spread my arms and took a restraining stance so everyone could see.

His voice became more common than it used to be.

It is in the midst of a large crowd, and that is the only prerequisite that we were able to celebrate.

Looking down at the festivities is Chen Jiu.

"Lord Yoshi"

"Shit, Ikebuku seniors, good, safe"

"Temé, what are you doing here?

"Huh?"

It was a cold, bottom-cold word.

Integrity, which we usually talk about, is the voice of a different warrior.

Like a student intimidated by a teacher, Nodo gets stuck.

"Me, to stop the fight"

"Later. Talk about it after you slaughter him.

Ignite is going to die with his sword against me. [M]

Then I'll have to kill him. "

"Please wait!

"Oh, my God."

Celebration is devoured by the thought of death in the shambles of his neck that seem to disturb him.

"Oh, you want to kill me so bad!

"- Ah?"

Touch the word, the inverse scale of integrity.

The face of the ground dragon general was more rugged, and the killing spirit dissipated became thicker.

"Is that what you told me, Lord Yoshi Temehe?

"Oh, no, that"

An easy and frightening celebration.

I can't stop shaking my hand holding the reins.

I can't help but be afraid of the approaching integrity.

Looking back.

Ignite had not broken down his structure, as if celebration were not in his eyes.

He lurks like a shadow and is always only alert to integrity.

Pinched in between.

I had a feeling this was going to happen.

Because the code of this world is always ahead of us.

Then I have to make you listen to me first.

Celebration is worthy of this occasion.

I showed that strength.

"I am!

The inscribed text all over his body emits a red glow.

The wind rolled around the celebration, noisier than the sound. The code broke the plain in two like guillotine.

"... ah?

……

Probably the code no one has ever seen.

The two of you know this spell in Alvaris.

Only Caschi and celebration.

In the winding twist, it is the "Extreme Magic" that activates it.

That's what Caschi named it.

A spell located in a completely different dimension, drawing a line from previous spells.

It was not supposed to have reached a practical stage, except for the current situation of "Ten Thousand Demons Abandoned".

The magician here made up for the shortage due to all its immaturity, but only with his own magic.

"Federation of demonic nations! Demon King, celebrate!

A tattoo running on his face rises on both cheeks of celebration as if it were a crack.

The activated 'barriers' become more gigantic as they change shape on the spot.

Extremely large. High, long, and thick enough to stop the advance of a single army.

That's not so much a wall as a brilliant Great Wall anymore...

If what Lian Shui or Les Varis manipulates is tactical magic, this should be called exactly tactical magic.

I don't know how many minutes it can last, but it's brilliant.

Everyone paid attention to the celebration of putting the two armies east and west and standing in their center.

Sadness and integrity, Amarier.

Even Ignite and Dutu against it waited for the next word.

Prohibitor and heir to another authentic Henrimanyu alongside Dutu.

He put his right hand up and grabbed 'Evil Eye Balor' there.

Celebration shouts with a full body spirit.

As this is the last time.

Mr. Dutu named "The Second Generation Demon Emperor of the True Demonic Empire"!

The Federation of Demonic Nations does not approve of its departure! I don't approve of that independence!

You are just one party in our country!

Hopefully we'll get the spear now and flee back to our country! I'll do the rest!

With a bright red face, with a golden cut.

The king who can unite the Dark Continent doesn't mind.

before the aftermath disappeared from the plains.

"And the Pyryl ones, listen!

What we have here is a testament to the long "Evil Eye Balor"!

Don't you know what I mean by having this!?

Les Varys is never coming back!

Your rebellion - it failed! Follow my voice!

The second cry had even greater power.

Celebration has been thinking about it.

There was only one person in the store, only time.

I wondered how I could stop the fight.

Congratulations have been on my mind for weeks.

The last push was this crest that Isagi gave me.

The words of celebration called ripples to both factions, but it was the Pyril tribe that had the greatest impact among them.

Precisely because the Demon King Kyung-hee held the testimony of the chief.

A circle of confusion gradually spreads to them lacking leaders.

I can't believe Les Varis lost.

But now he's not here.

The demon king once visited as a messenger of peace and was captured by the defeat of Les Varis.

Most of what you know about it is no longer there.

All of Les Varis' direct SS members - because they were slaughtered and killed by Isagi.

So, before the celebration.

It was unlikely that he showed up other than that person.

"Joshinob the Demon King.

I can't go through with that trick. "

Like a brass instrument that resonates with Rin.

Her words swallowed the chaos of the plains in an instant.

Demon Emperor Dutu.

- Congratulations finally, dragged her away.

One-on-one. Celebration and Dutu.

Cheap and Ignite by each side, as if they were bodyguards.

"Chip."

Tongue-beating integrity sheaths the sword.

Either way, I can't fight Ignite any more than there is this barrier.

Dutu looks up at the celebration on the horse.

"- Joshinob, the Demon King of the Federation of Demonic Nations.

I, through Goldman, have made a declaration of independence to Medreza, President of the Federation of Demonic Nations.

That's how we left the Dark Continent. Your paranoia has no execution whatsoever. "

"I didn't hear that.

Besides, your change of heart is too soon.

I don't normally think we can get into the Slaosha continent with just 400 gestures and control the whole territory.

It's only natural to doubt your thoughts. "

Without changing one expression, Dutu tells me pale.

"Our purpose is as we talked about before.

Burn this land, and crush what stands.

That is the flag of the Demonic Empire, which once ruled 80% of the world.

The Pyrills agreed with that philosophy.

Our hearts are no longer one, whether you bear the testimony of the chief. "

"It's..."

The Pyrills were also listening to the words.

Dutu and Les Varis were one another. That's why the Pyrills follow Dutu's words as well.

No, not like this.

We have to convince Dutu himself.

- The fight won't stop.

"- What the hell happens when you do that!

With only 400 and 2,000 soldiers, what one country can build!

There's no people there! There's no law! You can't even make bread!

What are you doing on the land you took away and burned down!

Your national theory has no place ahead of you!

Kyung-hee asks Dutu.

Like a fine demon king, I tried to be majestic in my language, but my skin peeled off already.

Still, I couldn't help yelling.

If Dutu is going to say something like a suicide applicant without moving, can't Kyung just yell?

"To make one country, one is enough.

Ideas are our philosophy.

It would be something in keeping you alive, such as ahead.

Since the Demon Emperor's War twenty years ago, our dignity has fallen to earth.

You can't make it zero.

Do you turn away from the reality that elves and our people are still being abused somewhere?

"That's all we're going to do!

I told you to do your best to keep moving forward a little bit!

"Why should we let our heads drip again to the overdone human race?

How can we proceed if we do not regain our honor and liquidate our past "

"That's just sticking around!

"You're just meditating on your eyes."

This, stubborn...

Unexpectedly, celebration makes me want to be evil.

The story is parallel everywhere.

Putting Dutu in front doesn't change anything.

The consciousness of celebration gradually drifts away.

We don't have enough magic to keep "The Great Magic."

I lose consciousness as it is.

I'm losing focus on the conversation. Soon you won't know what the hell she's talking about.

I could have set the stage for both of you.

But if I can play this' Extreme Magic ', the war could start.

Not like this, no.

If it makes sense to persuade Dutu, someone is doing it all the time.

It's not like that to poke and move her.

Fine. Fine.

I've already made up my mind.

If Dutu feels like it.

A celebration.

This is the stage.

Not the table, not the back.

It's The Fresh Water Stage.

- I'll fly you.

Throw everything away.

That's 10,000 times better than Dutu and Lianzhu killing each other.

Congratulations made me hungry.

Because I decided not to bother.

Like when you stand up to Goldman.

It is the resolve of a generation of celebrations.

So scream.

My thoughts are on her.

May it arrive.

"I have someone I like!

- Congratulations abruptly, shouted that.

The area is noisier than earlier.

Demons, Pyrills, Humans, Dragons.

Suddenly, the Demon King began confessing while watching over the diverse clans.

The total number of the large audience approaches 10,000.

Before them, who looked like they were stuck in a fox, Kyung-hee shook his voice.

"He's the one who's always been there for me!

I like that girl! Love it!

I love you! Awesome already! Rabbi!

Celebrations don't know that people are quieting down.

For the man, who had already withered his magic, was full.

"It may still be a little small, but it's so sweet,

Solid, splendid, working, smart,

She's so cute already, she has such a nice smile, she can't stop lighting up her face.

I thought you might like me a little bit lately.

I've never been with a girl before.

She's the first girl I've ever really liked! Lorissia! "

Every time I scream, the heat overflows, and I can't stop thinking about running out once.

Kyung-hee exclaims as he gestures.

"Lorisia is really amazing.

It's always exciting to be nearby, and I'm glad you're okay with it.

If they called me by my name, my chest would beep, and I'd already suck at the scent!

I couldn't stop thinking about what I was doing right now when I was away.

I've been looking for her in the castle all my life!

I sincerely want you to be by my side the whole time!

Because Dutu and I had eyes for each other, Kyung-hee laughed at him.

She frowns in surprise. I don't mind. I'm not even going to stop.

If only I could tell her, that girl's heart.

Because that is the 'peace' of celebration.

"My favorite Lorisian lost her family in the war.

I felt so, so sad because of the adventurer.

I don't think that's a really bad story, even though I didn't have the guts to do that. "

Though slightly toned down, the emotions put into the words had rather doubled.

Speak to reach the rest of the world.

"Lorisia's so sweet, she even reached out to me like this.

Besides, I said 'share joy and sorrow'...

But I don't like it.

Because I'm sorry, Lorisia says that to me.

Really, I don't want to be a little sad.

All the time, because I want you to laugh. Come on.

I want to get rid of everything that afflicts Lorisia from this world!

If you can't talk for long, do as much as you can.

Because even the Goldman battle has put so much magic into junction magic.

I don't know when I'll pass out, though.

And then there's the will. Boy's.

"Mr. Dutu, yeah, I want everyone who's here to fight to hear it.

Even for everyone, there must be someone important.

I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to hurt you.

If that wasn't the case, I wouldn't think we'd fight for someone.

I'll make a future for you, Lorissia.

Never, I won't make you feel hard about Lorisia.

So, Lorissia, if you'd like to join me... "

And that's when I finally realize.

No. It's not.

I have no choice but to propose to Lorisia, who is not here.

It was completely uneven.

Feeling the white gaze, Kyung rejoices.

"So is everybody."

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

……

……

"... Lorisia"

"Wait."

"... Lorisia?

"No, you know, I'm sorry.

But that, wait, please.

Now, my chest... "

……

"... kind of, bitter"

……

The battlefield is just over there.

When I finally thought I'd caught up, I heard voices like that.

Dyed bright red to his ears as he hugged Sylvenia running his horse, Lorisia leaned down.

Leak it so no one can hear you.

"... silly"