Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

A masked lady knight standing in front of Hanofa.

A circle of flowers blooming on the snowpath had red hair.

Put the black clothes together. She puts her hand on the pattern and stands to cover the man.

"This Miss Last Resort Will Cut You Off."

Pinched by two men, she says that.

Isagi snapped, staring at the interlocutor of the disguise.

"... what you look like..."

"I am."

She tried to answer. She cuts the words.

Because the atmosphere in Hannover has changed.

"Will you protect the man, woman?"

……

Hanofa lowered her right shoulder slightly. That's all, the masked woman opened her legs half a step.

Isagi understands that the two have entered a state of combat.

The distance between the woman in the mask and Hanofa is ten steps.

"Then it will be rust of my sword."

"... you are"

The masked woman held her fist all the time.

"Are you sure it's Hanofa?... How did that happen?"

"What are you talking about? I remain me. Nothing will change."

"... Then why are you pointing your sword at this man?"

To the woman's words, Hanofa tells her without straying.

"It is decided. Because it's your father's enemy. He's an enemy to kill."

"... eh"

Isagi still looked spicy.

The son of a man who was my best friend told me I had to die, and I'm not strong enough to remain flat.

Isagi has been holding me for a long time, and I have fought ever since I came to this world, but I still cannot overcome it - the weakness of my heart.

But...

The masked woman, says.

"This guy's a sweet guy. You have no right to deny this man. I won't let that happen."

"... you are"

I also spit out words like I spotted all that spiciness in a rabbit.

The woman in the mask, standing still, looked at the target.

"" Hannover, "I'm sorry. You've already told the Six Prohibited Princesses... are you?"

"If you want to stand up, you're my enemy too"

"Okay, Hannover...... Okay, yeah, okay"

The masked woman finally pulled out her sword.

"Even if I'm supposed to fight you, I can't let you take this guy down. I'll hang everything I have and try to stop you. Don't worry, Isagi. I'll protect you."

Miss Last Resort. Naming the trump card herself, she confronts Hanofa.

Hanofa's drained sword is a shining gray blade. Stone sword.

"Death is good."

"I won't let anyone kill me. - 'Cause I'm stronger to protect."

The distance between the woman in the mask and Hanofa is ten steps.

- And it's nine steps.

She is Amarier.

Amarier, the eldest daughter of the first Guildmaster Barriesd.

He who has the name of Second Generation Saint (Master Warrior).

Now it is only one, the sword of darkness.

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Brave Isagi's Demon King Tan

"EPISODE 12-9 Second Generation Battle Saint"

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Amarier broke up with Hanofa and immediately started acting after being thrown out by only one person.

It was only a matter of obedience, but more than that, she wanted to save her brother and her grief.

It is about to be created in the plains that set the stage for "Bravely Road's Battle Against the Demon King," the Extremely Great Demonic Crystal of the "Berrialdo Experiment Ground".

To bring it back, Amarier leaves Edilla.

But when she got to the ground, she ran into a big problem.

The Demonic Crystal at the Berrialdo Experimental Site was not a noise of the greatest.

The magic crystal was gradually shrinking with each passing day - one day to the border.

I didn't think this was happening.

Fellows seconded by Adventurer Guild Headquarters also say this is the first time on record, as far as I can tell.

Driven by impatience, Amarier returned to Edilla.

I don't know what's going on. But there's only one thing I know.

That was the certainty that the Princess of Six Bans would not release the hostages when she told me this silly honestly.

Amarier knew that their actions would be monitored by the Six Prohibited Princesses.

That's why he hid who he was and re-entered Edilla.

The costume she chose was black.

And it was a mask.

Without holding anyone's hand, without relying on anyone.

Just to do justice alone, she brings the darkness together.

That used to be the look of a man she admired vividly.

Thus here and now, a swordsman is born.

- Miss Last Resort.

To lay the sleeping neck of the Six Forbidden Princesses if there is a gap.

With her determination, she wore a mask.

That's what I thought she deserved.

Before the woman who just decided to bear the fate of this world on her own, now...

- I thought you were dead, because he was there.

With someone important you should have thought was dead.

There's someone important I thought was alive.

Amarier immediately realizes.

He said it was time for him to do what he had to do and make his decision.

The impact of the stepping in caused powdered snow to rise.

The woman in the mask avoids the slashing Hanofa sword - Amarier is half-baked.

Preventing evil swords from changing their trajectories freely is a difficult undertaking.

Running out of time is the stone.

"... a real blow...!

The slightly peeking face of the masked woman distorts.

"... really, you're killing me"

"I thought I told you. I hope he dies."

Hanofa strikes at the woman, disturbing the snow again.

The next blow is faster than earlier.

That's right. This is Hannover's way. He gradually increases his sword speed.

Amarier jumps away, crushing.

"... you always said that." Father's sword moves cannot be used against ordinary people's selves. That's why I have to use my head '. It was even artistic to balance your defense against identifying the opponent's power and distributing it to criticals because you disliked the risk. "

But the words also disappeared so that they could be sucked into the snow.

"Death is good."

More Hannover speed.

The next blow tore the edge of the woman's black coat.

The woman takes the time and speaks further.

"But I was a little bad at you like that. All I had was a sword, but you could do anything. I was so jealous of it, and sometimes I hated it."

Hanofa's body spun a spin on the spot.

The sword that sweeps under his feet blows snow and creates snow smoke.

"You are a well made son. Everyone who knows your father put their expectations on you. So I left the king's capital and became an adventurer. I'm sick of being compared to you. I wanted to be the only one, and I admired the brave Isagi... but I'm sure the truth is, I wanted to show it to my father and you. I'm also a hero's daughter."

Hanofa, who jumped out of the blind spot, is swinging his sword upwards.

This is a sword attack that I intend to fight.

The sword with both hands is swung down.

Amarier waved his sword at the same time.

- A hard sound echoed.

Hanofa's slaughter engraves a bright laceration on Amarier's shoulder.

Meanwhile, Amarier's counterattack had slashed and torn Hanover's stomach.

With only a few cuts on that flesh, it stopped.

The blade didn't go through.

abnormally hardened skin. That is...

……

And that wound of Hanofa is soon repaired, covered in green light.

I'm used to seeing it - it's a restorative activation.

Amarier closed her eyes quietly.

Oh, well, is that what's going on?

Even the pale hope was as comfortable as it had been crushed.

If the recovery technique is activated, Hanofa is no longer...

- No more.

――

"Next is the end."

It is the death pronouncement of Hanofa.

That's for sure. If you speed up more than this, there's no way to deal with a masked woman. Let's admit it to both fame and fame. He said the arm of the sword was above him.

An even darker fighting spirit rises from Hanofa's body.

It's a sophisticated struggle that doesn't make you feel blank when you were a second-generation guild master. Amarier once envied it, too.

Amarier breathes deeply and exhales slowly.

It's all right.

Things to do, they don't change.

My heart was rather, serene.

It falls, like this snow.

On a snowy path, Amarier put her hand on the mask.

"Look, Isagi"

The woman stared at the brave man with her eyes behind the mask.

He is haunted by the sudden appearance of a woman and the battle of Hanofa, bewildered but aware of its gaze.

"No way......"

Though not an amarier that rocks to that extent.

The meaning of the word "no way" was understandable to the masked woman though.

I guess he doesn't feel comfortable doing himself harm to Hanofa.

Really, he's sweet.

Even the person who's been trying to kill himself is someone who can't be thorough with evil.

For him too, Hanofa may have been special.

I've known it since I was a kid.

Behind Amarier's brain comes a previously said word.

'- What determination he stands in that place. We don't know how much it weighs, and we can never get in the way of it. If you don't know that, you shouldn't be here yet -'

Yes, that's what he said.

Now I feel like I can finally figure that out.

To save someone, dye your hands no matter how dirty.

And make yourself evil.

That's what I can do now...

- Stop it, Amarier.

――

At that moment, her thoughts stopped.

They called me a name, that's just it.

"You will not kill Hanofa.... I'll do it."

Isagi walks forward.

Amarier quickly regained his sanity.

"... don't stop, Isagi"

Whatever you are, it makes no difference what you have to do.

I don't even know what to say about that.

"It's okay, Isagi"

"But Hanofa is yours...!

"My brother. But it's okay."

Amarier runs out of words.

"That's not brother Hanofa anymore. He's just a puppet, a living corpse. If you turn to the enemy, bury him. Other than that, methods, etc."

"I might be able to save you!

To the scream of the rabbit, the woman in the mask shook tingly.

"I'll do it..., Amarier, because I'll do it"

……

To that weak voice, Amarier lifted up her arms and Isagi took control.

I'm about to walk over here pulling a sword out of his hips.

- Thunder Sword Karadborg.

Once possessed by my father, the legendary Jing Jian Sword.

Once upon a time before Amarier embarked on a journey, it was supposed to be heavy as lead.

Now I even felt like I was sticking it in my hand.

"Isagi"

Pushing his shoulder back, Amarier raised her pneumonia.

"- If you look like that, stop helping people."

Isagi looked terrible.

He does as he is shocked and looks at this one. Amarier immediately turned away.

"... Amarier"

"I won't let you carry anything more. I don't need to carry it. - Watch."

Looking into Hanofa's eyes staring at this one, Amarier's spine got cold.

It's like the man who once fell into himself, Cariboulnus.

"... help me, Father"

Crushed small, Amarier lifted her sword.

Point the cutting-edge at Hanofa and take the spike stance.

"Death is good."

Hanofa stepped in.

"Ohhhhh!

By the screams of Amarier, the snow rises.

To shake everything off, Amarier ran again.

- Thunder blasts.

Along with the awesome sound, Karadborg screams.

Hanofa's stunned expression lit up in thunder for a moment and glowed purple.

- This blow is like lightning.

Exactly that much rigid sword pierces Hanofa's neck covered in steel shells (broomsticks).

Neck.

Not his arms, not his legs, but Amarier's neck.

My real brother's, neck...

Amarier's speed further exceeded that of Hannofa.

From the outset, Amarier unleashes a special blow that he doesn't care about, such as defense, with Hanofa's skill.

Thus, he is now pierced in the neck by his real sister.

"Kaha -"

……

The airway was blocked and the blood without a place to go overflowed from Hanofa's mouth.

But not yet.

Its body is covered in green light.

It is the expression of restorative technique.

In one blow, I can't stop...

"Brother Hanofa"

Amarier pulls out the sword before it is buried in the meat, stirring Hanofa's torso.

Purple electricity splashed across the snowfield.

"Even if you were me, you would have done the same thing."

Turn it down further vertically. White campus stains red and purple.

The Karadoborg of the Crystal Sword brings together lightning and legend in its fullness. It was as honest as a lie, it followed Amarier.

"I will live with this sin my whole life. That's my fault as the last resort."

Gunnya, Hanofa's body swelled.

Something like a hard scale floats around my right arm.

I wondered, his left arm was covered in beastly hair.

"... this is..."

The appearance of my brother, who is turning into a foreign form.

Even Amarier is a little dull.

Hanofa's body is deformed.

To a body like a mixture of soil gathered together.

Left and right arms vary in length, and legs as well.

I can no longer even stand upright, shaking but standing on the spot.

The sound of pampering is that the enlarged meat does not fit in the body skin and can be bounced off.

Each time, the blood flew and stained the snow red.

The orbits peered, holes like this darkness peeking into this one.

The green light shines demonically, and is bright as if pulsating.

"What the hell did you do! Six forbidden princesses -!"

Amarier screams.

"What have you done to my brother! Six forbidden princesses! If you're not tired of just flaunting your heart, you're going to blaspheme to your soul!?

Amarier swinging down Caradoborg.

But in her warfare, coloured with amazement, she could not draw enough power from the Thunder Sword.

Bounced by the bumpy skin, Amarier breaks his attitude.

At that moment - Hanofa's right arm became huge.

"-"

It's like a bug claw. Size enough to easily crush each person, it cast a shadow on Amarier's body.

The arms swung up were swung down to Amarier, not having enough time to flatter herself -.

That's where the shark comes in.

I'm not lost in his behavior - only now - of pulling out the crow solus.

But...

"Uh-oh!

It doesn't change, what needs to be done, nothing...

Amarier's roar fills Caradoborg with force.

Like earlier, and more than earlier.

"I am -!"

Stepping on the earth with his pulled right foot, Amarier shook up his sword.

A giant right arm intersects with a thunderous sword.

For a moment, my right arm was slashed from the inside - I danced through the universe.

The struggle blown out of Amarier's body brings together a golden flame.

"- This is my sword! Turn down everything!

Whether that's flesh parents or alien monsters.

Fear or not, I don't know...

I made up my mind, so I just knocked him out on my own.

When you get stronger to protect...

Amarier sticks out her left arm and draws the cord.

That suits this snow-covered town - magic to manipulate the frozen soil.

"This is my trump card!"

The light blinked and the code expressed itself.

At such a rate that he exceeds the regenerative capacity of those who were Hanofa, he freezes from under his feet.

It is the depths created by Amarier in order to destroy patients with increased defensive dementia.

I rubbed my sword to the ground and swung it up to the upper stages as I wound it up.

Magic Sword...

"- Trompfkarte!"

With the rising snow, Amarier breaks Hanofa covered in ice.

A monster that cracks in two and sinks into the ground.

That restoration technique, which froze and lost its magic destination, no longer worked for Hanofa.

This is her, she knitted versus the Divine Patient Deeds.

Exactly a trump card.

Turning his back on the tomb marker on the snow, Amarier paid for the redhead.

An eye behind the mask floats a dark color.

Amarier lowered her eyes quietly.

She found out then why Isagi was wearing a mask.

That must have been - to show no one tears, I guess.

"... it's over, Isagi"

Hiding tears, Amarier turned to him.

He looks a lot harder than he is, grabbing Claussolus.

"... Amarier, I'm sorry"

I have to protect this man.

Because I feel like Amarier now finally figured out how determined he is to protect the world until now.

So Amarier tells her as she tightens her lips.

"I'm Miss Last Resort. I'm here to stop your tears."

Isagi lay down her face and snapped small as she strayed her eyes.

"So if I was crying, I wouldn't take care of you."

"... but I could have stopped someone from crying. That's fine then. That's what you've been doing all along."

……

Isagi sighed small.

"Could be"

Its body tilts as it tries to walk out.

"Hey, you!

The body of the rabbit held by Amarier, who had changed his blood phase and rushed over...

"Very, hot...... what's up, awesome heat...... in this condition, I was there just now......!?

"... because I still have things to do"

"What are you talking about, without my hands fluttering? … really, there's nothing you can do."

Isagi closed her eyes quietly.

"... I'm sure you are"

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It was the welcome of the King's Capital that awaited the celebrations who arrived in Dinas City.

It's a demon tribe that should have been long hostile to the humans.

Though I knew for sure there would be men with great resistance to their treading on the soil of the king's capital.

It would be at the hands of the third-generation guild master who also manipulated people's emotions.

But there was no doubt that the people also had the soil to accept that doctrinal claim.

The people who were told that the Second Demon Emperor War might roll around probably noticed.

They said they were tired of the war. He said there was no use fighting any more.

Celebrating the Demon King, Dutu, daughter of the Demon Emperor, and Lorisia, Sylvenia and Caschi. Plus the next queen of elves, Limino.

They were invited as exotic guests, not so shy as to clap them out.

Celebrations told to stay in a luxury lodge in the noble city, not in the royal castle.

Celebration, the only man, breathed in relief.

With this place supported by generous security, it won't be hard to defend yourself in Preah.

Closest to the royal castle of Dinas City, this inn is a robustness that no rat can enter.

Some night of the stay.

At midnight when the moon floated outside and the beast seemed to sleep, Kyung-hee somehow couldn't sleep.

Maybe I was worried about the rabbit that traveled far away or the grief that caught me.

Dragon King Bahamulgus and others had apparently already arrived in Dinas City.

Maybe you should at least say hello.

But I was also anxious to leave the former Great Demon Crystal (Preah) entrusted to Isagi.

Because I was trusted by him and entrusted with the most important person.

Now she's in the next room with Caschi and Limino, but she was ready to jump out whenever something happened.

Whatever it is, it's the Great Demon Crystal. There will be mountains of people after her.

... you think it's cheap?

"Exactly, if you come to Senior Lianzhui, that would be so frightening...... But since I've made up my mind, you can't throw up weak noises."

Again, without sleeping.

It was when I was lying in bed thinking about what was to come.

Tong, and the door gets knocked.

"Yes?"

Is it Lorisia? Celebration to open the door thinking.

There stood one girl in a bright red dress.

Very beautiful. It's as beautiful as a creation.

I get unwittingly depressed.

"Oh, uh, yeah... oh, stubborn ears... the elf kid, right? Mr. Limino's customer, I presume?

- Nice to meet you, Demon King.

That's what they talked about, and a question mark floated in Celebration's head.

I've never seen a kid like this before, but I wonder who the hell he is.

In the darkness, red eyes as blood, the girl was laughing.

"Hey, the moon is beautiful tonight."