Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

Wearing a travel costume, Isagi opens the door to the house.

"Well, then, I'll come"

On my hips were two swords. It's the Kamikaze Klausoras and the Crystal Sword Karadoborg.

"Yes, leave it to me, seniors!

The young man who drops him off holds the wand of the goddess, Mistoltin, so that he can hold it.

Demon King/Kyung-hee, he was also determined.

Both Limino and Dutu look worried.

You can't look back on them, and Isagi snapped at the celebration.

"I asked for Preah. Celebrations. And, guys."

"Ugh!

Congratulations on beating Don and his chest. Did I feel that upper back grow slightly because I felt confident and my posture was corrected? He definitely came to this Alvaris and is the most grown man.

"Something like this has happened before."

When Limino smiled intricately, Dutu nodded with him.

"Issa was about to leave the Dark Continent."

"Yeah, I dropped you off at the Riminos then too, didn't I?"

"I miss it...... It's like a very long time ago."

Limino and Dutu hold hands, look like they gather each other's courage, and then finally open their mouths.

"Brother, definitely this time, come back"

"Issa, please, please be safe."

The two of them didn't say 'to themselves'.

He should go back, because it's not his fault.

Still, I wish the man well, and the two smile.

It is now our two missions to protect Preah, entrusted by Isagi, and await his return.

That's when Eulet snuck in from somewhere.

With Limino slightly lifting her eyes at her looking like a bum.

"Where were you when your brother said you were leaving?"

"No, well, to see what's going on around you, hehe"

"Nothing. Not as good as today. You've always been away lately."

"Yeah, well. I hope you're safe wherever you are."

Eulet laughs with her tongue out small. That optimistic lack of nervousness is also feminine.

Where it happened to Isagi, only Eulet must continue to believe in his safety.

But only Caschi still looked like he couldn't give up.

"Are you sure it's good? If I could at least take her to Sylvenia, I'd think it would help."

Although Caschi offers to Isagi, who tries to make his way alone, who has never seen his battle up close.

Isagi shook her head quietly.

"Thank you, Caschi. But I'm fine. If you want to do this for me, you need to use a lot of your power alone to protect Preah."

"Mmm..."

Caschi tied her lips to that question, which had been repeated many times already.

That's why Mistrutine left it for the celebration.

As a result of the discussions, we together decided to abandon this village.

Abandoned villages are unsuitable lands to defend themselves against.

They had decided to carry Preah to Dinas City first.

In that place, he said, the face of King Wu is gathered together, in addition to the help of things that know sorrow.

Plus, we need a lot of Demon Crystal Shards to restore Preah's symptoms. I also say that one day I had to go.

"I'll take care of it. … let me do what I can"

"Don't worry about me on the road, if the suspicious get close, I'll bust your ass."

Chest lifting celebration.

Rimino and Dutu also give me a nod.

Isagi felt her eyeballs get hot by accident.

Everyone gathers for themselves and Preah to cooperate.

They will protect the treasured Great Demon Crystal of this world for free.

It was also abused by the human race, by demons and elf princesses.

I'm driven by the thought as if all of the trajectories Isagi has walked have come to fruition.

Even though it's still from here.

- Save your grief, and succeed in the Wu Wang Conference, so that the roots of each race can be completely removed and finally overcome the battle of twenty years ago in a true sense.

It's the real peace that lies ahead, having crusaded Henrimanyu -.

When the conversation breaks, Isagi walks out.

"Well then... well, I'm coming"

Come on in! and the voices of the princesses rang like bells announcing their departure.

The cheer dances with him as he holds the wind.

The rabbit is on his way.

A man who should have finished the fight.

Far away, to that kingdom where sorrow is caught, to the priest Edilla.

Brave Isagi's Demon King Tan

"Episode 12-7 Demon"

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"Well."

The grief leaks a phosphorescent exhale into the dark as she leans her neck.

"My journey is coming to an end."

"Oh, it hasn't even started yet."

"I'll be done when it starts. It's just a story of me naming the kings of all nations' Mashu 'and exorcising demons everywhere. If you read a book describing the inheritance, it says a lot about it there. It's not that far."

The girl in the dress, sitting with her legs aligned in the small chair in front of her grief, rode herself out shaking her pins and pointed ears small.

"You and Luna headed to the Elf kingdom, Mistrand, where they checked on Lean Carnation. I told you that much."

"Oh, yeah."

Noel's serious red eyes make me laugh with pleasure.

"What happened in Mistral, that was the beginning of me and Luna."

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Past.

And Luna stayed that day in the castle of Elves.

He was also satisfied with the fluffy bed which he would soon be given.

"Oh, I feel like this is where people live..."

While burying her cheeks in the bed in one room, her grief makes her feel slightly homesick.

I think I smell bleach and detergent from the sheets because my memory is stimulated.

One electrical signal after another runs into a drawer that sleeps on a hippocampus, causing related memory to be drawn.

"... I want some hot coffee"

I'm just groaning, there's nothing like that in this world.

Is it because of this otherworldly summons that they realize that there is something that is not available where they asked for it?

Outside the window a deep forest peeked. It is so full of tree crowns that the light of the stars does not even reach it.

As I lay in bed and look at the ceiling, I feel my heart melt into this world.

I felt such an illusion that Scarlet Mountain woes of the original world left no shards and scattered.

If there is still something in this world that can stop the human shards that disappear.

It was a man's plumage to grieve.

The rough breath of a man and a woman obsesses me in the dark.

Two shadows tangled on the bed. It seemed exactly like a raw symbol.

If I layered my skin with it, it would prove myself more than anything else.

That's not all. I can feel that in such a different world, the reason for a man and a woman doesn't change anything.

That was immeasurable relief.

It is the Elves' maiden who is grieving.

The girl who came to take care of him was invited to bed.

The skin of the Elves in contact for the first time was meticulous and felt like sucking on the palm of his hand.

A girl who works in a castle and makes herself small and beautiful. It's not like she's ever been a village girl. Repeating her nasty gasp, she was adorable.

When I'm holding my skinny girlfriend, I sometimes think of her as a pretense.

How about living in this castle with such a beautiful samurai of the Elves, for Christ's sake.

Even if you continued your journey with Luna, you never know what will happen to you.

Then why don't we get some rest here? I can't believe it.

The sadness thought so.

Give up what you can't get and grab close happiness.

A dream story.

That's a terribly sweet dream, too.

My eyes grew accustomed to the night lights as well. At that time, my grief saw a large laceration mark on the girl's leg.

"Oh, this is..."

"... n"

I felt slightly drawn back to reality.

After a terrible injury. It's tragic, like you can't see it first in the real world.

That she was on the verge of death. However, he spoke modestly about the fact that he was able to fully heal with great technique, etc.

The grief grinned as she held such a girl.

Though comforting her, who still had fear in her heart, was similar to the act of quelling her own weakness.

The thought that only I was different shattered my fantasy by being summoned to another world.

Because he can no longer imitate his weakness in denial.

So if I could live with a little girl like this, not with a daughter who could walk alone like Luna.

That's what I thought...

The door was opened.

Redskinned, shiny, gray-haired woman.

Even the burning red eye, the paranormal stood.

Coming dragging a cleric-like man on her right hand, she's just like a lion who's just finished hunting.

"I would have thought the book on all forbidden arts was burned down, but were there still any users left? It's something that boils out, crushed or crushed."

Striking and changing with a samurai who wakes up shaking in a freak, the sorrow asks as he finds himself.

"What's wrong, Luna? Look scared."

"Oh."

Luna nods to the words of sorrow.

As she entered the room, she glanced at the man and woman on the bed, and told them.

"Out of the way, Omae. I'll kill her now."

It was an unspeakable thing to say.

"Wait a minute, Luna"

He just wears his hipster, and his grief rises.

Luna's tone is not the same as usual. I mean, I mean it.

"She's harmless. I don't know what the hell you did, but I guarantee it. You can't hurt this girl."

"That's a long way to go."

"Well, well. Because we're friends with overlapping skin."

Worrying out without shyness, he smiled lightly.

To somehow control this place, grief turns thoughts around.

"In the first place, what is it? Your doctrine would be 'you have to pay for the firepowder you swing'. You mean this kid looks like a fire powder to you?

Soon the grief of asking in a harsh tone was trying to protect the girl.

The samurai was trembling and attracting the sheets to her chest.

The look of Luna with red-eyed gray hair still seems abominable to the people who live in this world.

I even told my daughter to 'kill' me like that, so how much fear do I taste now?

But Luna, throwing a cleric man into the room, slaps him hard on the floor with his feet.

"This man threw up. Omae used a forbidden technique."

"... Prohibition?

"Recovery technique. It's a contraindication to regenerate the flesh at the expense of the soul."

Wait! A man screamed.

"That daughter has no sin on my daughter! It's all my fault! I contraindicated my hand in healing my dead and wounded daughter! So, Master Luna, if you want to redeem me, it's my only life."

"That's not how it works"

Cut and thrown away in one word, Luna walked out.

"Doom is inevitable for those who have spoken of forbidden fruit. Temporary glory is illusory. I was originally destined to die. Thank you for the good fortune you've lived."

Neither the clergyman nor the samurai can say anything about Luna, and all the soldiers who look at this one from the shadow of the door are frightened to touch Luna's scales -

"Wait, Luna"

- Only one, sad, uttered the word.

His eyes, which are magicians, also shine light on the light and the vermilion.

"No one can do that to deprive me of the hope I gave once. You shouldn't, Luna. We're not gods."

"Omae doesn't know. What is the end of the ban like? Get out of there."

"Slaoshald once told me. You're alone, and you're fighting a battle that no one understands."

"... that man did that"

The rising tension between grief and Luna gradually increases its peril.

"But this is the first time I've figured it out. It's only natural that no one would understand that you kept doing this. You're just cutting it off."

"What Omae is saying, I don't know. You just don't want to let go of a woman who's moved on. This is what eagles do. It's not the same as paying for a swinging firepowder. Divine patients must be eradicated"

"... that she is?

Referring to the trembling samurai, Luna vomits an unadorned word.

"Possible"

The phrase also provoked a sense of sadness.

I've been thinking about it, but it's also true that she protected me - something I could never tell you, exploded.

"I saved your life for that reason! You're telling me that trying to survive is a sin!

"No, but better than the world perishes."

"Her world will perish!

It is a parallel line with her who makes the decision to forsake one's life for good without hesitation.

I can't stop worrying about breaking up that much.

Luna doesn't know how much each human being is worth.

Luna turns a gruesome glance at the grief of covering the samurai.

"Third time. This is the last time. Get out of there."

"What if I don't go away?

"I thought you said it was the last time."

Luna turned her open palm out and stood back.

"It was the eagle who summoned the Omae. If Omae is going to hold back the eagle's mission, we have to make sure it fits the eye."

"Yeah.... then, before I do, I just need one favor"

"Are you willing to change your mind?

The sorrow cheeks and exhales a cold sigh, as if to sink the earlier fierceness.

"Can I get dressed?"

With a smiling sadness, Luna only slightly frowned.

That's about forgiving, I guess.

"Thank you, Luna. But I didn't know I was going to fight you."

"... I didn't expect a day like this either"

It caught Luna's mouth just a little bit. It was a rare trick for her, lacking in facial changes.

I find it only a little ironic that you only show it to me when this happens.

Just like a lady in clothes, grieve again.

And I looked to Luna.

"Come on, let's do it, Luna"

"... oh"

Luna was not alarmed for a minute before she was saddened to dwell in a magical light in her hands.

Wear the red light that tore that ocean apart and develop a complete fighting attitude.

The room is swirled with magic, and they blow through open doors and window gaps in search of a place to go.

All those who saw the sight would have been in awe.

The grief shoots magic out of the palms of both hands.

One approached Luna's neck as she drew an arc.

Luna, as she pays for the bug - with the back of her hand, intercepts that line of light.

Just that I can't even scratch one on Luna at this level.

But...

"Oh, my God."

The other line of light, stretched out by sorrow, was breaking through the window and stretching out. - It's tied to a tree far away.

Luna was hazy. With an elf lady in her arms, she grins.

"You can't fight Luna directly from the front."

"Omae -"

As the worries shrink the lines of light, they disappear from the room so that they are suddenly pulled outside.

This is exactly what runs away but wins, -.

Fall into the deep woods.

The maid of sorrow and the elf, they were walking nowhere.

Escape.

I've drained a lot of magic to engage in a chase, but it seems I managed to shake it off thanks to you.

There is a time limit for Luna's use. If it passes - and she's still extraordinary and stronger than a regular person - she can't use her powers for a while.

The grief was giving her a well-deserved grin, trying to reassure her.

"You've gotten caught up in a case."

The girl says it's all her fault and sinks in from earlier.

With such a pull of her hand, the sorrow was thinking about what was to come.

"Just go down to people somewhere... Hopefully, you don't know us. If you even put it on a small village of the human race, you won't care about the rest. I am fortunate enough to fight. [M] You shouldn't have a problem with your job."

You won't live so easily, but sadly there is no color of pessimism.

Because he now has the confidence to live anywhere.

In the end, there are people everywhere, and they have to go out with people.

Luna dragged me around made my spirit a lot tougher.

The grin of manipulating people evolved amazingly by gaining violent abilities.

He was a fourteen-year-old boy who possessed the qualities of a king who could obey others, but now only wished himself and the girl happiness.

Moving toward the light as he draws the hand of a divinely ill patient known as the fierce poison that destroys the world.

At last, he walked out on his own feet.

I couldn't move my legs, she said, and then it wasn't long before.

He seemed to be putting up with it a lot. By the time I saw the sorrow, the scar, which should have been fully healed by the example restorative technique, had slightly opened and the blood was shed.

"This... you made it impossible"

"... I'm sorry... you saved my life..."

She nodded in awe.

I have no knowledge of allowances. With disinfectants and bandages, people can do it, but that's not how it works here.

I wish I could have used healing magic like Luna.

But the samurai has an anxiety-ridden face.

That must be because you have to leave the castle you're used to living in, sad thought.

She couldn't tell a boy like the Savior who would help her where she was about to be killed and pull her own hand over it and run away with me.

But it finally opens its mouth.

"... but it's weird... Me, my leg..."

"You're not moving, are you?

And she wept, and looked upon her sorrows.

"No..." It doesn't hurt "... exactly...!

A sad scream, as if it had been overflowing with emotions that I couldn't contain.

- The next moment, the samurai's body blew up.

It seemed that way to me.

The danger perception abilities that took root while living in this world made the grief jump away. Regardless of whether that judgment was correct or not, the earth around it was drawn as if swallowed up by the body of a samurai.

Are you sucking off the mass...?

The grief is frightening, and I speak to her.

"You're..."

At that time, the grief realizes that he hadn't even heard her name.

I was going to turn Luna to the enemy and still calm down.

I have no regrets for trying to risk my life for a girl whose name I don't even know.

But... it doesn't make sense that you couldn't save him!

"Is that the Divine Disease...?

Only one leg swells up like a meatloaf.

To date, I have met a variety of people's shaped races, such as the Goblins and Dragons, but I have never seen them so called 'aliens'.

The horrible thing is that yet the upper body still keeps the girl looking.

Its body enlarges as it makes noises with mites...

- Exactly a chunk of meat.

"Oh, oh, oh, I - I - I - I -"

Her reaching this way desperately.

But frozen sorrow cannot take my hand.

Transformation, transformation, transformation.

The twisting and expanding blood vessels branch like tentacles, entangled, free of flesh and bone, crumbling and mixing together as though they were one new organ.

No longer - I'm not a person.

"You're here."

Voices, as if the noise had mixed, tremble in the ears.

The surrounding woods seem to sink into the swamp. Everything drags into the ground, and red smoke begins to drift around.

In it, a girl - a being who no longer knows if she can call herself a girl - desperately makes her lips snap.

Fighting crazy fears, but still, I'm sure, believe in sadness, petition...

"Takeshi"

And her face also, covered in meat, shattered and shattered, swallowed in an instant, disappearing without even screaming -.

- The grief could not move a single step on the spot.

Even when I first saw Luna, I thought.

'There is a superior being than a human being' in this world.

Or it was my first memorable figure of my father.

Maybe it was the look of a beast I saw in a zoo cage.

Its giant, swelling up in front of its eyes, was exactly the kind of creature that swallowed people.

The earth shakes as “she” wakes herself up, and her grief slightly breaks down.

The time I was supposed to have taken already means nothing. Reach out and your grief will be easily crushed...

"This is..."

The fourteen-year-old boy looked up to the giant god and was afraid.

There's nothing more people can do...

The alien monster grips and solidifies the five snoring bottles. That alone cracked the air mistletoe and crack.

No longer having lost her will, she tries to slap that fist at the woe that hits her in the front.

Before slow but absolute death, grief cannot move, just in return...

In the blink of an eye, a white blade descended.

"It's something I grew up with a lot."

Beat off the giant fist, that little hand.

Girl with gray hair and red eyes.

Luna.

Supermassive, overwhelming mass straight from the front. She let it bounce back.

And still stands in grandeur and sorrow,

Though she has unknown power...

"This is why it's dangerous for something that doesn't have the art of building your soul to get healed. Progress too fast."

"... Luna...?

"Well, what is it? Break the connection between the flesh world and the divine world? But it's hard to know if it's going to work."

"You...!

The sorrow flashed and opened his eyes.

Its right arm, where Luna took the blow of a deification giant, was snapped and broken in an unawares direction.

It's a serious injury that could be screwed off in a little while.

"That arm..."

"Oh. Because Omae did it to me. The power of the eagle is yet to return. People with schizophrenia probably have a little bit of a shortage of power. If I had a bad angle to play, we'd both be dead."

"Then why are you... taking me...?

You shouldn't have had to take a fist or anything.

If you abandon your grief, she didn't suffer any wounds so far.

Why the hell...

"Luna, you are!

"The eagle's mission is to eradicate the dementia."

By the appearance of Luna, who stands before his sorrow, he sees his power, and the giant will not move.

Luna speaks quietly, bleeding like tears from her right arm.

"The eagle once had someone to protect as well. Foolish, but beloved. But they're all dead. Their lifespan is short and they no longer have a former companion anywhere. But only the enemy will remain, forever. It won't end. The battle will last forever. Forever."

The tone was clear, but its complexion was so bad that it could be seen in the woods at night.

Or maybe he's finally standing.

Still, she won't leave the scene.

"Divine diseases are the logic created by the father of the eagle. It was the eagle who cornered him. Then all the sins related to divine diseases and forbidden arts belong to eagles. We must bury him with this hand."

Luna's eyes looking back were as if she had been - kind.

"The Omaes have no sin. If a man's hand is forbidden because of his weakness, it is also the sin of the eagle. Shu, Omae looked like an old buddy who fought with me. They were the only ones who tried to be on par with eagles, and the only other people like Omae. Doesn't seem like a bad time."

It is now time for the giant to stand up completely.

There are just two empty holes in that head peeking through the gaps in the woods.

"Poor sacrifice. The eagle will give you guidance now."

- And then.

Rising sadness grabbed Luna's left shoulder.

He stopped Luna from trying to fight the impossible before his absolute power.

"I can't do that injury, Luna."

"Maybe. Exploring previous memories, there has never been a crisis so far"

Luna, who speaks plainly, naturally cannot stop the fight.

I know.

But she will never escape that 'mission'.

It's not the same sorrow that escaped Luna, couldn't overcome her fears, and couldn't face reality.

That's right.

I know.

That's what putting your life on the line.

I had no idea.

I didn't understand.

the weight of the sin that Luna decided to bear.

her grievous determination.

"So..."

And he made sure to exhale all the air in his lungs, and told him.

Bite your back teeth, grip your trembling fists.

With red eyes that burn every complicated emotion to the furnace.

"I'll do it. - Let me do it."

The magic of sorrow tore apart the girl who was supposed to want to protect her.

It was Luna who practically stabbed Todome, but the sorrow killed a man for the first time that day.

Her voice, which was bullying me, echoed in my head over and over again.

Sadness certainly remembers the luxurious body that embraced the plumage of its hand that ran through the darkness with it.

The grief tore apart the girl who just tried to live and healed her wounds for it.

The sorrow cried, but this time he decided to stand up on his own feet.

This is the view Luna is looking at.

Because this is the sin Luna was prepared to bear.

Fine dust doesn't even affirm itself.

And I can't even justify it.

Still, to preserve the world order...

There is no longer a gap between emotion and reason. That height.

The path of accepting sin merely as sin, deciding that he is a sinner reluctant to forgive himself, and not turning a blind eye from the punishment to be eaten one day, and confronting him.

Without turning your back on the dead.

Have a firm belief that this is the foundation upon which you create the ideal world.

The sadness set foot in Shura's path that day.

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And then...

Says the grief of remaining trapped in a modern cellar.

"Then me and Luna turned to the Pyril tribe. I'm in charge of the main negotiations, so it's so much easier. So much so that Luna can reflect on the way she's lived."

……

"Even then, we toured different countries. Well, Luna really didn't want to come to Edilla. … although it was also something that I had no choice"

Noel put his hand under his chin to think about something and was busily moving his gaze.

Puffiness, spilling.

"... I wonder if anyone who uses the ban will become such a monster"

"No, not necessarily"

Grief softly denies.

"She's transformed into a deified giant, because she was an untrained girl. I couldn't stand how the restorative technique of converting flesh, magic and soul worked. And the healing technique itself was very naive."

"... yes"

The elf girl glances at her lips with her fingers, then sighs small.

When I looked up again, those eyes were the same as usual.

"Sure, they said Mashu and Luna were lovers."

"There may have been some discourse on that. Me and her never called each other that."

"You are."

"However, I am certain that during our journey we were in a relationship of superimposition."

……

The forbidden princess gives a disdainful expression, as if she had been revealed the seed of a gaga story.

The worry only laughs funny.

"It was from me that I invited her, but I really wanted her to know what it was like to be human. If you were taught how to pluck people, you'd think it would soften your attitude a bit. The first night was fun. I could see Luna's various faces."

"... I wonder what's so fun"

"Fun. There is no moment I can feel more alive than that. The other guy is Luna. All the more so."

Noel pounded his tongue.

"I never thought I'd be fun. - Something like that."

The worries shake her hair, loosening her mouth.

"Is it fun to hurt people"

"I don't know. … I don't know."

I say nothing of sorrow.

Noel bites his nails, frustrated.

"Everybody says it's fun. Says it's supreme. But I don't know. But what am I supposed to do? If only I were different among us who were broken, I would have no place to live anymore. I don't know. There's no way I can tell. I'm a terribly incomplete, ugly creature."

It's supposed to be faceless.

In the sad eye - the daughter even looked like she was about to cry.

Wounded sorrow is as if greeting a misguided acquaintance on the way to a walk.

"Let me tell you something very cliché, Noel."

I say things like nothing, in a voice like nothing.

"Built as imperfect beings, we can one day find a crack that fills that snoring shape. That's people."

……

"Noel, you were born into a man, you should know love. Above all, it's a noble thing."

Girl, Noel, given the name of the six teachings of Goddess, "Divine Love"...

The daughter was bought as a slave to Cerdel.

With too much nothingness and ideas, and a dominated self to ruin.

Still - when I heard the sad words, only slightly.

"I wish I had something like that"

I smiled...

That's not a cruel smile to prey on.

He was the smile of a frivolous maiden, dreaming of a prince who should know he wasn't even supposed to come.