Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

There was a man named Lianzhui.

He was born and grows up in a relatively wealthy family in Fujiku, Tokyo.

His father was an assistant manager in the Corporate Finance Division of a major brokerage firm.

He is a spicy arms man and a contemporaneous appearance.

- And he was a heartless man in the family.

There is an impressive word my mother asked me when integrity was at heart.

"Your father didn't want you.

But if you're like your father, you needed a badge called "Father."

The father, when he found out his first child was his son, said he was relieved first.

If you even have a boy, you don't have to have a second child. No extra money, no hassle.

His father was proud to say, 'I don't have just the ability, I have the luck,'

The Foolish family had no love.

His father was committed to enhancing his position in the company, and his mother was also more than happy to behave as a central figure in the social world.

It was an elderly housekeeper who had been paid to raise cheap builders.

In my childhood, I just never remember that Cheongju went out with his father and mother.

The housekeeper once told me. "Boy, you're a big man. A little more, you can do it with Wagamama '.

The words of an old woman who feared a cold family were the first affection for integrity.

But the thoughts that Chen Jiao had on his parents were different.

Lianzhui secretly 'respected' his parents like that.

When talking to friends in elementary school, they say 'My dad' and 'My mother is loud'.

Lian Jing has never been told to do that by his parents.

But I didn't think Chen Jiao would mind that.

Chen Jing's father was always smart, had stretched spines, was always busy, and was on the phone with someone.

Those who asked her mother and visited her continued to smile as everyone peered at her mother's complexion.

My own parents are not like everyone else. Even if I didn't put it in my mouth, Chen Jiu secretly thought so.

Their life was even a pride of cheap breeding.

My father has not drunk for me since the day off. Mothers don't run to supermarket specials either. They don't even have time to admire integrity, and they're singing about their lives with all their might.

Where affection and other shapeless things were, what happens?

Would you be happy to do that until you let your parents bend their doctrinal claims, where they put it?

You just have to make them recognize themselves. In that case, they must all turn their attention to this one.

Young cheap creatures gain such a simple solution in themselves.

At the end of the day, Chen Jiao continued his efforts to win the interest of his parents, where there was still a childish desire for pure approval, and he worked.

But the turning point comes.

My father made one mistake at work.

No one ever asked me for more information, but I know that such keywords were frequent, such as "corporations" and "lenders".

He yelled down on the phone every day and still couldn't stop the decimation, and it was as if he was decades old after X-Day.

It's just that, that's all.

He will not be pursued for the post, nor will he be left.

Even if the father fails, the family doesn't change anything. That was supposed to happen.

However, something invisible did change.

That's what Chen Jiao remembers.

Just because of one failure, the man transformed.

His father drowned in alcohol. His father began to indulge in gambling.

He was an elite. He thought of himself as a 'special' person.

That's why we don't lose, we don't fail.

That worship just broke down, and he transformed.

His father assumed he had talent and good fortune.

He put his savings into stocks and gambling, as if to prove it.

As a result, he - or maybe he just didn't have it originally - collapsed when his luck abandoned him.

Immediately, I was unable to hire a housekeeper, and I began to resort to violence against mothers and integrity who responded orally.

What an ugly thing to look like.

The figure of his father, who changed every day, had fallen to such an extent that he did not resemble but resemble a man who was once an elite.

Seeing a man who also had a position in the company and who should have had money, just skilfully lost his pride in a single mistake, and fell, this is what I think of Cheongju, who was in fourth grade at the time.

"Humans are weak creatures," he said.

The man who used to be a father collapsed, became all over the debt and, without saying anything, disappeared from the house.

It was such a sad end.

Lian Jing hit his friend for the first time because he was insulted by such a father.

But if he loved his father purely, he never did.

Chen Jiao was probably trying to prove it.

I'm not like my father like that. I am strong.

I will not break into any environment.

I will not be like my father.

"We're not together," he said.

Inside Chen Jiu's belly was packed with such drooling thoughts.

Lianzhi was taken back to his mother.

From there again, his life changes dramatically.

cheap living with his mother, but there was no financial income whatsoever there.

She was originally a courtesan of a large corporation.

She lives to devour her own assets, and gradually becomes dependent on the men around her.

If a young and beautiful mother bowed her head, that was all the men around her reached out.

But that attitude was also not the figure of that mother that the innocent boy secretly admired.

I did not see the same temperament and brilliance of intelligence in her attitude of flattering, cutting and selling beauty and youth.

We completely lose sight of where we are at home, and even more cheap breeding becomes rough.

What the hell is strength?

Integrity pursuing that has just never been beaten in elementary school, and by the time I got to middle school, it became known as a billed defect.

The arm of Foolish Loyalty resonates, and even high school students pass by avoiding him.

Many things appeared to admire integrity, but he did not lean on anyone, and was obsessed with beating the heartless people against his own justice.

But every time I get stronger, there is a vain wind blowing in the heart of integrity.

Where I crawled and crushed the mighty who were scattered in prestige, and subjugated them, the heart of integrity never cleared.

Whether or not this is what I was looking for.

He didn't know.

Without knowing, another turning point came.

When I was in third grade, my mother remarried.

There was no reason to oppose it for integrity. She was one of the women who made me so much cheaper, and even sacrificed herself for it. As always, I lost all respect, and even if I never felt affectionate, I thought that Lian himself should be rewarded for his benevolence.

The new father had a daughter. It is a cobbled and cobbled marriage.

And a few months later, his stepfather and his real mother evaporated, leaving them both alone.

My mother didn't have love from the beginning.

It was only this time that Lianzhui was abandoned.

But he wasn't alone.

The boy is left with his daughter on the other side.

Bloodless, almost faceless sister.

The name is Love Bow.

……

……

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

Lianzuo was in the Adventurer Guild in the city of Realde.

In one of his rooms, he waited for the use that he had unleashed on the nations to return.

On this day, the last one is due back.

And now.

Shortly after he knocked, the boy opened the door with momentum.

In that dark room where the curtains were shut off, Chen Jiu was lining the table with a sword that emitted a suspicious light.

The appearance of honesty, illuminated by the brilliance of the crystal sword, even seemed like a demon king, and the boy breathed unexpectedly.

"Oh, you're home, Joey."

"... Ah, yes"

One young man of the God-killing crowd immediately corrected his posture and lowered the huge package he had.

"The Adventurer Alliance Development Squad headquarters in Dinas City is ready for you"

"Fine. You made it."

"Well... I was in a hurry."

A smile comes to the boy with a tired face.

Place as many containers as you can hold in the center of the room and the boy sees the appearance of integrity.

Since I met a schizophrenic patient in that village in the woods who used to be familiar, Lianzhui has been in strange shape.

But it also seemed that his impatience, coming from the fact that the task of producing the Extremely Great Demonic Crystal had not been successful in the past few months, had been dispelled in just one day.

Not all bad though. But the boy has a bad feeling.

Because Chen Jiu's eyes seemed to be ready for anything.

Arranged on the desk are numerous well-known crystal swords.

Besides the cheap love sword Mirage, the sword lines up sloppily.

Still further up against the wall is the blast spear Swahili.

In addition, there are heaps of magic tools that are handled in the Adventurer's Guild. I wonder how much that sorting is starting to do with what.

No adventurer can use so much magic as cheap.

Especially with regard to the treatment of crystalline swords, he says it's so difficult that you have to spend half your life learning.

The talent of cheap breeding did not, in that respect, allow anyone else on this continent to follow.

However,

What the hell is he trying to do by collecting so much magic into so many crystal swords?

Where on this earth is the opponent who has to be defeated that far?

"... the leader"

"Ah?

"From the development team, I've kept the statement."

"Say it."

Before cheap construction, Joey opens the container.

What was stuffed there was a peculiarly shaped mass of metal.

Inside, multiple demonic crystals were embedded, along with a magic formation for control as if the whole thing were a pattern.

"It's a prototype, but the experimental tests seem to be cleared"

"Right. I became the experimental bench. I know enough to move it."

"The Magic Fixture 'Leviataine'......

Its consuming magic is also way out, and it is said that even this Alvaris cannot be used except by the leader and the master.

But this is not like releasing it at people... "

"So, what's the development squad?

Joey, who inadvertently nearly ran over the extra words, is urged by integrity to tell him in a hurry.

"The limit is two shots. When it comes to the magic of a leader, that would be the limit.

The third shot can't stand the shell. There is no guarantee of operation. "

"Ha, chachi"

"Become..."

Joey was stunned by what he said.

The magic tool 'Leviataine' is the trump card of the Development Department.

It is a demonic crystal weapon created to destroy that 'red giant god' of Dinas City, once said to have been defeated by grief.

Where are you, for example, referring to such things and being able to throw up underestimated words?

"Gather this kind of armament, from the development squad to receiving the final weapon...

What the hell is the leader trying to fight...?

To Joey's words, Integrity returns as he strokes the shell.

"I was the man who never won."

"... oh, that one...?

"And make sure you get over it, you bastard."

The young man puts his hand on his chest and stuffs it to cheap.

There was a rush that I couldn't be left behind and a reluctance that I could do it.

All the young men of the God-slayer are first-rate warriors who have passed through rigorous training.

I thought I must be able to help you build cheap.

"Well, then, be sure to summon yourself!

The Divine Killer is an organization for masters and leaders!

It may not extend to the leader on its own, but if it takes all of us!

That must be a bad one!?

"Don't be silly. I'm just going to die a dog. Don't make your life worse."

"If it's to protect the leader, everyone......!

Lianzhui sealed off his words with a single glance.

"Shut up, Joey.

This is my fight.

I go alone. If I have to, it's Jen.

Besides, he's not evil. "

"Well, what the hell..."

Chen Jiao makes a slight tour, then leaks it in a puffy way.

"A man."

For a while, I was standing there not knowing what to say.

And Joey realizes.

that 'it' is asleep among the numerous weapons packed inside the room.

At that moment, fear ran on the spine of the young man.

"… and the leader"

"Ah?

"Even this stuff, do you have it ready...?

It was placed in the corner of the room, and Joey also looks familiar.

Three pairs of back armor spread like wings. A magic tool that brings tremendous blessings to its owner.

Another trump card that exchanges bi-perfection with 'Leviataine' created by the development team.

"'Flagelm Day' …"

"I'll use it. What is it?"

In thin darkness, cheap eyes glow red.

"I'm dying.

Absolutely, win.

Win, I'll let you know.

- That's mine, to him, to him. "

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

The isagis had a small feast that day in a small house in the woods.

In nominal terms, it was for the drop-off of the trip between Limino and Eulet, but in the end, it might have been good to know why, etc.

I'm sure, it's just that they were in the mood for it.

The living room lined up its first luxurious meal in a long time with a pinch of liquor and dishes that Eulet had bought into the town.

The most tenacious one was Limino. She cooked the ingredients that could be taken in the Great Forest Mistral and waved those arms fully working out at Demon King's Castle.

She really wanted to make this day special.

For that reason, he laughed more than usual, behaved brighter than usual, and was more beautiful than usual.

They were even as if they were one family, with Eulet helping to serve them up and Isagi starting to clean rooms and stuff and just kind of living with them for a little while. - By the way, Caschi wasn't very good at anything, so he was scrubbing his booze one first, sitting triangularly on the chair in the corner of the room.

In the meantime, the feast begins quietly.

"Yes, brother. Speaking of which, you never had alcohol with your brother, did you?

"Oh, no, I am"

To Limino trying to pour wine, Isagi frowns like a little trouble.

I decided not to drink.

Previously, I committed a lapse in the Inn of the Edilla Empire. I made her go cheating the same way.

So Isaac vowed not to drink.

Nothing else, for Preah......

"... but yeah"

Looking up at the ultra-great demonic crystal with his eyes closed in the living room, Isagi calms his feelings.

Preah's already here.

Then maybe you don't have to worry about it.

"Let's have it, Limino"

"Yay."

Limino pours grape liquor on him with the face that he is happy to have been able to persuade purely the rabbit.

Bring the red liquid to your mouth, also with the shark slightly down your cheek.

All this day Limino also sat next to Isagi, smiling and telling memorabilia, as he used to.

Even though Isagi is caressed in her arms and shoulders, she continues to hit on the rimino story.

The sweet Limino voice was ear-comfortable and gave Isagi a sense of pride along with the taste of alcohol that stained her body.

"Hey, brother. Limino, you've become a better otna than you were then."

"Oh, yeah"

The feel of the pressed chest is also much bigger and softer than hers in memory.

In fact, the growth of elves is far more moderate than that of humans.

Maybe Rimino was just when she was a lady.

"Eh heh, brother. Limino, I will serve you well as queen of the Elves."

"Limino can do it."

Isagi guarantees her way. That is not a properly unleashed word.

Limino is a daughter who tries to move on. It's a girl who can stand up to difficulties.

The light of her will will surely shine on everyone's chest.

Once Limino was just a girl with dreams in her heart.

But now she has enough power to match that dream.

This is the same path that the celebration followed.

Her it was deeper, darker and longer than Demon King Celebration.

This is probably why the light that Limino emits now is more dazzling than anyone else.

"... Honestly, if I don't meet Preah"

I almost said that because of the power of alcohol.

It was a fact that Isagi was about to be attracted to Limino.

Limino's fingers block that rabbit's lips.

"Preah sister, I hope it heals"

Her smile was so beautiful that she gave a slight remorse to the heart of Isagi, who tried to say this in a far-fetched way.

Isagi puts his mouth on a glass of wine.

"... right"

The taste of alcohol stroking the tongue was still bitter on the mouth of the rabbit.

and then.

"Ahhh!!

The sudden shout was Eulet, who was intoxicated and hugging Gudeng's Caschi.

Eulet was pointing to the rabbit and his eyes were round.

"Hey, what?

"You! You stayed at the inn!?

"Huh?"

"Look, we slept in bed together, didn't we!? Right!?"

"Oh?

Even though you blink repeatedly like that.

Before Eulet's momentum, Isagi was remembering.

I was totally remembering.

That's right.

Before I asked about Cerdel in the Edilla Empire, I meant the Inn I stopped by.

It was with her that Isagi vowed to abstain from drinking.

Eulet was one of those people who went to bed with Isagi.

"Yeah, yeah..."

Isagi mumbles and looks left and right.

"... J"

Limino stared at the rabbit with white eyes.

Is it a problem that you got your hands on your own people, or your aversion to the fact that Isagi, who should have been chasing Preah all the way in the first place, was cheating on you on your trip?

And......

You can never open your eyes, and the fine dust doesn't change how it looks, but somehow Isagi even made it seem like the statue of Preah was strangling herself.

Isagi stands up and tells him quickly.

"Oh, I feel drunk. I'm gonna hit the wind at night."

"Oh, hey."

Shake off the voice coming after me from behind, and Isagi leaves the room.

The feeling that such an escaping imitation was not manly and that he wouldn't stay on the spot like that rebelled, and I guess the best reason he ended up taking a seat was because he was drunk.

As I told you, Isagi rests in the shade around the house.

On this day, from the sky covered by clouds, I could not see the moon.

"Ugh..."

When I was alone, I felt a little drunk.

Probably because of the magic formation engraved on his right arm that he became more resistant to alcohol than before.

Sadness and integrity didn't show one look of drunkenness. Is it the action of a proscriptionist?

"Oh, come on."

A bell-like voice fell.

Looking back, Rimino, blushing her cheeks, comes shaking her body as she joins hands behind her hips.

Did she want to hit the wind at night, too, or did she come after the rabbit?

Limino's style is never bad. It is somewhat inferior to Dutu, but would far exceed the average woman.

Her smile, drenched and reddish, was without a doubt pitiful.

"Oh, no, that one."

Limino laughs couscous at Isagi, who thinks about his earlier excuses.

"Beth, I don't care.

Your brother is cool and can't help it.

That's better than that, brother. "

Limino lined up next to the rabbit and looked up at the night sky with it.

"You and Renzo-kun, you fight, brother"

"... oh yeah"

Isagi nods to her words, which she utters.

That will have to happen.

Maybe it was a rule that would happen from the beginning, I even think.

From the moment I got the Great Demon Crystal. Or long before that.

Even when four people are summoned as Demon King candidates.

Isagi and Ikari were destined to fight.

He and I have gone a different way.

Lianzhui is for her sister, and Isagi is for her lover.

Men and men risk their lives for too much reason.

"... that, really?

"Mmm."

"What Renzo-kun was saying.

Preah, if you use your sister's magic crystal, your brother can go back anywhere.

Is that true?

"... that, or"

Pretending not to notice Limino's sweet gaze, Isagi whispers his jaw.

"In order to activate the Return Summoner, we need each and every Extreme Demon Crystal.

But as long as it is, it will be able to be sent anywhere.

Twenty years ago, even in the world I was in.

That's different now, maybe it's a different world than here.

Preah is also, or perhaps, a world where there are some riminos like someone else.

I'm sure it's much, much more peaceful than here.

… but I am "

……

Limino sighs small as he looks up into the night sky.

"I'm still weak..."

"... Huh?

"I was thrilled to hear what your brother said to Renzo-kun, Rimino.

Preah, if you use your sister, if your brother is going somewhere far away,

Could it be, brother... "

"No, it's not."

In the end, Isagi didn't want that choice.

I do not intend to escape into a peaceful past until I abandon Alvaris in the last twenty years.

It's never for Limino, though.

"... Rimino, just for a second, I'm horrified.

My brother chose this world for me. "

Limino puts his hand on his chest and closes his eyes.

"For your brother, which is happier,

I don't know about Limino... but... "

"... I'm not going anywhere, Limino"

I am not lost in the rabbit.

I will not abandon my current Preah and use the Great Demon Crystal until I am the only one on the path to happiness.

That's what I think.

The word "cheap" was too convenient.

He says get rid of this Preah and go back to Preah, who was alive and beautiful in the past.

Isagi can't think like that.

Isagi doesn't notice the stray of Limino, who tries to give this one a hand but draws it to his chest.

All he thought was about Preah and the enemy he would eventually visit.

"Brother."

"... n"

"I knew you were going to fight Renzo."

"I guess so"

"... well."

Again, Limino sigh.

"Both, you have to get hurt, I hope..."

That wish, which disappears to melt into the darkness, probably doesn't come true.

I'm sure everyone knew.

The wind blows at night as it sinks the body's fire lights.

Isagi remembered the hunch of battle.

That night, from the city of Realde, a man left.

The leader of the God-slayer, Foot Rigor Builder. The magic apparatus he packed into the carriage carriage is nearly a hundred.

That's what it is - a fully armed "Full Armor Style" against giant divine crusade gear.

The bells of the men's battle ring quietly.