Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

Celebration speeches continue.

Certainly there are some awkward things to say and it is a very unplauded level of narrative.

Still, there was something there that could not even stand in the way of grief and innocence.

"There's always someone important by our side!

So if you're going to fight, it should be just for that!

Celebration shouting as you shake your arms up on the horse.

There's nothing funny about seeing that. No one can laugh at him anymore.

"Surely we may never understand each other.

Because even the heart of the girl I love, I'm not sure.

Different continents, different places of birth, different places of residence.

Everything is different and obvious, but you can walk over!?

I think about what she likes every day, too.

What's important, what's important, what's not to like!

I really think about it all the time! I don't know if you think about it or not, but still think about it!

Because it's important! Let's get a little closer!

I can't read the air because of this communism, there's no way we can all do it!

The scolding had a passion. I was overflowing with thoughts.

I had trust. There was hope. Above all, there was love.

"If you think you can die and change history, it's a big mistake!

We all have to live and make history that way!

No matter how hard, painful, or even if they may reject it.

Repeat, stick around, paint it on the mud!

I don't want you to look good! Because I did too!

Every time I'm seen with my contempt for you by Lorisia, I'm kind of so self-loathing that I'm already going to die.

You couldn't sleep one night, or you had some other way of saying it better.

You could've done it somehow, or you'd be embarrassed and bored to death.

I'll have to stack that up and live!

We spend so much time caring and caring!

I don't know if that's the most shameful way to live!

Some laughed and bruised the joyful hiccups that appealed to everyone.

But as much as that, some of them feel it.

It is impossible for each person's words to shake the feelings of 10,000 people, etc.

How good I said it, because the feelings on the receiving side must be in harmony.

But I know that from Hannah, to celebrate.

It's impossible, such as inciting the psychology of a crowd of nearly 10,000 people.

I don't want to.

- Still.

Be alone.

Hope it may arrive, if only by one person.

It was to Dutu that Kyung was speaking.

……

But her expression doesn't change.

Nor does it work with an overwhelming gesture.

Dutu attended many ceremonies from an early age and grew up as a lullaby substitute for a speech she was tired of hearing.

Even a festive valve of celebration will not shake her heart.

- It was unexpectedly the young people of the Pyril tribe that the words of celebration echoed.

They have abandoned their families, abandoned their families and come this far.

I followed you because I believed only Les Varys.

If he's gone, it's like that morale is no longer less than half that.

The young people learned that the time had come to re-ask their way of life, their standing and their position.

Maybe there's really no longer a reason to fight or anything...

"- But"

If you are, you can't keep your mouth shut with Dutu.

No matter how awkward the argument of celebration may be, it cannot be discarded any more than it has its effect.

Duteh with his arms up again so as to prevent the propagation of agitation.

She is also eloquent.

"We in the Demonic Empire are nowhere to be found, such as those waiting.

There's nowhere for important people, places to go, etc!

Because you have abandoned everything and come to this continent.

Before we walk, a new history is born.

So we have to move on - "

Blocking that word, though it's not supposed to be.

Kyung-hee cut a card that only works for Dutu.

It's - it's a memory of that day.

"What are you talking about with such a clear face and everything I've heard somewhere!

I don't think so, Mr. Dutu. Not at all!

- 'Cause you had someone you liked!

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"You know it! At Demon King's Castle, you are!

――

Dutu's expression collapses slightly.

It was as if it had pierced her mask.

"Go after him all the time, it didn't matter!

Always smiling by my side and how jealous you were of me!

Did you think those days at Demon King Castle were envious!

Dutu's core shakes slightly.

Celebration hunts her down and doesn't miss it.

Drag it in.

"You already had something that anyone could admire. Come on!

Even now, we can start over! Even though I can get those days back!

Why don't you just admit it!

The act was precisely - something that Kyung himself had said before his battle with Goldman.

Scratch it around, let it drive, and bring it to its own pace.

Besides, I'm not sure how far Celebration was thinking.

Before that method of warfare he accomplished, Dutu was nothing more than screaming with his face red.

"There's nothing you can do if you say that now!

"Didn't you like it!? Didn't you want to accompany me!?

You should have lived that way the whole time!

If that's not happiness, then what!

"I am..."

Dutu pressed his temples so that he could get a headache with one hand.

Asymmetrical eyebrows distorted, lips shaking small.

"I know nothing, because I was a child..."

"What the hell is that!

"Because I didn't know, I was happy!

"So what!

The two men bearing the name of the Demon King pinch the battlefield and yell.

That's nothing but a beating in the name of dialogue.

They don't pull a single step, bumping a critical length between emotion and reason.

"You have no idea!

I can't believe how we Demons felt!

To you, the otherworldly man summoned to this world!

To that word...

Finally, the festivities came to pass.

Make your eyes bright red, wave your hands up loud, and speak for someone's feelings.

The Demon King barks.

"Don't be ridiculous!

You must be the one who called it in!

I'm sorry I didn't behave like this!!

"-"

Dutu held down his own mouth with a face like he had been strangled.

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

Rabbit on cheek.

I try to deceive my embarrassment with my tongue and crush it.

"... Damn, it's so exciting over there"

"Sooner or later, your army will be taken in."

Les Varis stands at the end of Bravely Road.

Is his right arm Ohan incomplete with restoration or not yet radiant?

But Les Varis' anxiety element is to that extent.

From earlier on, Isagi is taking a rough breath, as it seems painful to keep standing.

The difference in condition is obvious.

Two headed for the plains. Nothing around, no one.

It's very different from the battle that was watched by many people before.

"That demon king wants something pretty good, doesn't he?

But if I caught up with you, I'd be pissed off by the Soul Crushing blow. "

Les Varis strips her fangs as she pokes her fist at her.

"... right"

Before this man's rupture, nothing works.

Happiness, integrity, and grief are all equally imminent if they do not have a rupture.

It doesn't change where you could manipulate how huge the spell is.

- So you can't let me go.

We have to settle here.

"In the end, this world is all turning in the right direction for me.

Anyway, since the day this soul got the rupture!

Les Varis does not doubt the victory of his own tabletone.

Whatever the process, I guess the result is important to him that he smashed the rabbit.

That's why I've been waiting around here all by myself.

"How about you, sir? Do you have anything to say at the end of the day?

I, Les Varis, the king of the Three Kingdoms, will listen to you responsibly. "

"... right"

Rabbit to the head.

Unlike usual today, I can't turn my head well.

My thoughts were fluffy and I was dancing like a butterfly at the tip of my finger.

"What I'm trying to say is, there's like a pile of them, apparently.

But when it comes to putting that into words, it's a little difficult.

Oh, it's not funny about the celebration, either, me.

I didn't think you'd get ahead of me. "

"I know, you can't talk as much as it matters."

"... I can't help but be sympathetic to you."

I looked depressingly at Les Varis, and Isagi sighed.

"For some reason, you forgot.

I didn't think that was supposed to happen.

I'm sure this is the one called Divine Disease.

Shit, it's not really stylish.

Give me a break if I forget about him. "

He won't know what they're saying.

I don't want them to hear about the isagi either, so the catch is made.

"I also remembered whether it was a coincidence or because I was dying...

Well, I don't know where it is.

There were times when things were wrong with that Caribbean nus, too, so I'm sure he's just really 'forget it'.

When I had to go down on myself, I couldn't help but be scared.

Should I say that I am glad that progress has not yet been made?

This is already a punishment... "

Les Vallis turns over his shoulder only once over the plain where the battle is taking place, prompting Isagi.

"So, you got something to say?

"No, that's fine. I'll tell him directly after I defeat you. No matter how many years."

"I hope that's what you want."

"Wishes are not what you want, they come true."

Caradoborg pulled out of the sheath emits thunder.

There is still no Divine Sword Klausorus in this hand.

It should be here somewhere soon.

Fair enough.

Whether it is or not.

When Isagi lay her eyes down, Les Varis looked pale and poisoned.

"... you're the same human race you were then, aren't you?

"Ah?"

"There's an atmosphere for it... no, don't you mind?

What do you want me to do, use the "knock me down with one blow" that I couldn't shoot back then?

"Ah."

Those are the words Isagi said when he fought Les Varis before.

"The coming blow is absolutely inevitable. So surrender '.

The rabbit with the head of his nose, with the sword on his shoulder.

"Oh, my God, you believed that."

"Nah!?

"You've decided to haunt me.

Are you freaking out, King?

Live with care not to get caught up in fraud. "

"- You!"

Les Varis, who furiously reverses his hair.

His manipulation of two-legged Ohan and his floating in the universe is already a familiar figure.

"Imitation of being treated in such extreme circumstances...

Now I'm gonna smash you to pieces!

"You're the one with the chalet.

... well, it's better than sharing at the end of the day "

Isagi breathed heavily.

As if to make your body huge by the air you take in.

Unless you have something like Les Varis' "Soul Crushing," Isagi is just a human being.

Originally, when it comes to talent, only qualities can handle the Divine Sword Clausoras.

There are no convenient means of attack to disable the opponent's defenses.

- But that's exactly what the next blow will be.

"Ha!"

Taking Isagi's glance, Les Varis laughs with his nose.

Did you feel threatened again this time? Then that's fine.

The point is, the man who can't even identify his opponent's "readiness,"

Once Balized unleashed a soulful slaughter to save Isagi.

Cerdel squeezed all of his magic to kill Isagi, and died.

What the rabbit is about to release.

- A blow with the future on it.

"Die, 'strongest'!

Kill you and I will rise to the heights!

"Fine, Les Varis."

Les Varis progresses as he intertwines complex injections from both legs.

The rabbit is no longer following its own trajectory of transformation with his eyes.

I just feel that moment when I'm in my own time.

Coming.

Left diagonal front. The speed of the full force, which is no longer added or subtracted, by shivering the purple light.

At the end of the day, I guess it means toddling with my own fist.

This is why I don't hate men who bring aesthetics into battle.

Isagi becomes half-body and sticks out his left palm.

Turn your nasty, squeezing magic into a struggle.

Look at that.

Tell them in mouth.

This is my - I'm ready.

――

On the approaching left fist, the rabbit sticks out his palm with a golden phosphor.

Purple and gold. The two lights scattered sparks as they bumped into each other.

The glow of the soul that envelops Les Varis' entire body like an airflow.

Meanwhile, wings were emerging from the back of the rabbit to get unbeatable thrust from it.

Clash.

Two magical powers explode, and the light rising from the earth breaks heaven.

Palms of rabbits clashing with Ohan. No matter how brilliant you get, you can't possibly take it.

The five fingers spread as if they had exploded. The meat bounced. I saw the bones.

Isagi is forced by the power of his will to stop his whole body from trying to escape the severe pain that will burn his brain out.

Further, Ohan's momentum will not stop.

The left arm of the rabbit crushes, shakes and its breakage reaches to the elbow already, as if tearing the thick wooden skin apart.

The alarm call appeared as a bright red vision.

"-"

"Are you going to take me down in exchange for one arm!?

Don't freak out!

From there, Ohan accelerated further.

The feeling of your own body being destroyed from the inside by a rock grinder.

It was decided to the shoulder, as if the red fruit were to burst.

Isagi slowly waves up his sword. There is no way we can make it anymore.

Assuming you defeat Les Vallis here, you won't be spared death with a lot of bleeding.

And the fist reaches the heart.

I'm not going to miss it. Les Varis roared a lion.

"Your life, I beat you to death!

- Intimate state. 'Soul waves' emitted at zero distance.

The fluctuations that twiced the torso of the rabbit, its heart, undoubtedly pierced the man's belly.

Powerful enough for the grass behind him to be swept away and the ground ripped to bits.

If there is anything that can live with this, it is no longer a human being.

"Oh."

Not human.

"I'll do it, my life will be"

"Nah."

It can't be a human.

"But the future of this world, I'll take it"

A bunny body with red lotus eyes...

- The limb defect is instantly repaired.

This.

I know, Les Varis has this identity.

Prohibited goods.

I already heard that one was controlled by the Alliance.

I'm ready for the rabbit, it's...

- Abandoning the human body...

"Levibst - ugh."

The roaring eyes of Les Varis shine.

'Soul crushing' from close range. But Isagi won't allow it.

"Bye."

Caradoborg is accompanied by his left arm, which swings down at the speed of lightning.

That sword, received from Barizd, slashed and tore Les Varis' body.

When the crystalline sword was waved and the adhered blood was instantly evaporated, the isagi twirled the caradoborg and put it in the sheath. The whispering sound of Chin is swept away by the wind.

Isagi looked down at his left hand.

"... hell, it's a weapon, this is"

Livestone.

Created by Cerdel, it is a magic tool that allows the infinite recovery of the meat world by sucking the soul of its owner.

Lost souls instead are irreplaceable.

It represented to the 'schizophrenic patient', the target of Isagi's assassination, that he had become himself.

Isagi holds his face down, cursorily.

I haven't stopped sweating since I swallowed Livestone.

I guess I had no choice but to say that I was determined.

Because Isagi has seen the end of these stones in the nearest vicinity.

No longer a fist that moves without excess. Repeat open or grip.

It was Cerdel's time. I don't even have any sequelae already.

Though there was only a sense of loss of soul, as if there had been a hollow hole in my chest.

Now what?

Who, what did you forget?

There are no symptoms of consciousness, and it turns into a monster?

I can't wait to be horrified.

- But.

When you defeated Cerdel. When I kept killing adventurers all over the world.

Isn't that what you've been giving up?

The wind blowing through my heart was dry.

I am not more lost in the rabbit than I was originally.

My own sword, killing someone,

If it is to be the foundation of peace in this world.

Celebrations, Lorisia, cheerfulness, sorrow,

If it leads to someone's future I've never seen or heard of.

I wish it were.

Sarasa.

"Fine, forget what, already."

Isagi leaves the body of Les Varis and walks out.

I never look back.

Abandon the past, the present, even the future.

Isagi marches his way (Bravely Road).

"- If there's only one last thing left, Preah,"