Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

I almost had Isagi hanging around the castle as usual.

Unpopular before noon.

A young man coming from across the hallway thrusts a rabbit's shoulder.

I've grown accustomed to being directed a stranger's gaze, but that's why I've never been attacked directly.

"... what the hell, you"

He had brown hair, he was an elegant young man - I guess.

Rin eyes only have their shards and thoughts.

There was a bear under his eyes, shadowed by the beauty that would be perfect.

The beautiful young man, with his eyes hating everything that was light, stood up to block the hand of the rabbit.

"You're free, right? I was wondering if you could hang out a little bit."

"... Huh?

"My name is Scarlet Mountain Sorrow. Just like you, born on Earth."

"Oh, you too, are you"

The face of the rabbit only breaks a little.

You don't even notice the attitude of the person wearing the mask.

Scarlet Mountain Sorrow spread his hands and laughed as he seeded.

"Yes, me and Kyung-hee Ono-ji, and you and the other, the four of us. The four summoners were summoned in this day and age by the hands of the demons."

"I mean, you're one of us, right?

No, I don't think so.

To Isagi's pure questioning, her grief was laughing.

Twist your neck, and crush like Loki, a god with an evil nature within.

"Maybe he was one of us. But I hated you."

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Brave Isagi's Demon King Tan

EPISODE 13-5: Pathetic (More Than Rugged)

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More than a royal castle, in a training ground close to the Knights' Stuff.

Isagi was dressed in a moveable fit and was grabbed with a wooden sword.

In front of me was the same sorrow with the wooden sword in my hand.

"This is how you and I arch. Ever since I was at Demon King's Castle."

"... no, remember."

"I'm immature with swords. But my arm was going to stand up. That's no match at all. That was shocking."

……

The grief seems to be deliberately ignoring the word of the rabbit.

Why do you do that?

How did you pull yourself in without any power?

Isagi had no idea what she was thinking.

"So, why is this happening?"

"It's a play, play. You'd better move your body a little bit, wouldn't you?

"Except, basketball or soccer"

"If you see me playing openly, it's gonna be a little rough to look at. So I'm sorry you had to hang out with my breath."

"Ha."

The grief was bitter.

I feel like I'm passing through.

The rabbit, who replied raw, sets up his sword appropriately.

I wish my body had remembered the technology, but that doesn't seem like it.

There was no sense of familiarity with my hands at all.

But when we're facing each other in the training ground like this, I still don't feel bad as a boy.

I know it's not a good time to be saying that, but it was exciting to squeeze a stiff stick.

"Even so, I'm not Kendo or anything."

"Okay, it's a game."

"Right."

"Well, I'll be there."

"Mmm."

The rabbit nodded, it was the next moment.

The grief disappeared without a sound.

Isagi opens her eyes.

"Eh -"

Almost simultaneously, the object in your hand disappears.

When he realized that the wooden sword had been bounced off, Isagi had lost his sense of gravity.

My vision shook visibly. Inverted, rolled over to the floor before realizing.

"Huh?

"What's wrong with you? I must have dropped my sword and held it tight."

It was like being pinched by a fox.

I don't know what the hell they did, Isagi gets up.

The wooden sword that danced in the universe was sucked into the grieving hand as if it could be drawn. When he turns it around, he hands it to Isagi.

"Come on, we're redoing."

……

I didn't think that was a coincidence, but Isagi sets up the wooden sword again.

Worries are natural. I even had one arm stuck in my pocket.

"Look, you should punch in."

That's what I said this time.

Rabbit shows difficulty.

"Even if I did, you'd get hurt beating the defenseless one with a wooden sword"

"It's okay. The laws of this world are somewhat different from those of Earth."

"I don't care if you say so..."

Reluctantly, Isagi wielded a wooden sword.

It would be fun to slap each other with a broken bar, but it's not like we want to hurt people.

I don't try to avoid worries. Then I'm going to brake right in front so I don't hit it -.

"Look, I'm fine."

It's a blow that sounds like a bone before it's done. Even a rabbit's arm strength can cause fatal injuries if it hits a person's head.

- Woe was taking the wooden sword with his forearm.

It is not a strength or anything. He had a cool face.

"Look, I told you. Around my body, I'm covered in struggle. Is there something in your hand that feels like you hit something hard?

"Su, wow"

It's a really fantastic story.

My chest felt sometimes that I and a young man my age should be the same, with supernormal powers.

Along with that, Isagi found out how he had invited himself.

Ride yourself out and ask.

"Maybe you, you'll teach me that power, you mean?

The power to move faster than the wind and to unleash a fiery sword strike is admiration. It is all the more so because the man who embodies it is in front of him.

The grief had a vague grin.

Then I lowered the wooden sword, and now I shook it up.

"No -"

A heavy blow struck the rabbit's shoulder.

――――――

I felt a spark scattering through my eyes.

The bones are not broken. But the pain swells up in the rabbit's arms.

I accidentally burst into tears at the edge of my eyes.

"Oh, you, what the...!

"Though I'm not making a big deal of it?

"Knock it off about people, you, the grass of it!

"You slapped me earlier. Come on."

"Give me a break!

Isagi yells with her left shoulder held down.

"Hands down?"

The grief tilted his neck. It was a creepy expression of suspicion.

Again, he moves.

When he paid for the rabbit's leg, the sorrow shook up the wooden sword as it was and struck the ground.

Between the legs and legs of the fallen rabbit - the ground of the training ground is sharply torn.

The face of the rabbit, looking at the pierced wooden sword, blued.

"Oh, you..."

"If I could help you at all, you'd be in two pieces by now. There will be nothing more."

"Why are you doing this..."

To a distracting shark, his grief had turned his eyes to see a bug.

"I told you. I hate you. [M] Bug spit runs. That's why I wanted to hurt you for once."

- On his cold smile, there was madness.

Then the rabbit was made a scoundrel.

And the sorrow mourneth the rabbit, as the cat hath his prey.

Isagi repeats all defeats so that elementary school students can't beat teachers in physical education classes.

There was no winning chance.

The whole body of the isagi is feverish with gin.

I'm sure if you take your clothes off, you'll have blue bruises all over you.

"You're not going to be able to stand anymore."

Tong and slapped him on the shoulder with a wooden sword, and his grief was laughing.

He never reached out to this one, and he relaxed.

"I was there for you. I really thought we might be good friends. But it wasn't. Neither of us worked, and it was no use. I couldn't save my beloved. Yet one of you is now living this way, forgetting everything. I guess that's a little unfair."

"... what have I done..."

"He looked like he could do anything. Just like me a while ago."

The sorrow speaks looking down at the rabbit.

"But I was betrayed. I was rebelled by reality. How about you? It would be unpleasant to be hurt like me. [M] I was wondering if you could taste my feelings."

Isagi puts her arms on the ground and can help her to wake up her body.

"What the hell..., guys, why are you doing that to me...!

"That's because you're a brave man."

"I don't know a brave man! I'm just a student! I can't help you!

"Still, the past doesn't disappear"

The grief floats a mockery.

"I've been fighting for her the whole time. And yet I still don't know how this happened. I wonder where the hell I got it wrong, and if you know the answer to it."

"... I know, but hey...!

A rabbit that exhales like a simmering of passion.

He stood up slowly, with his leg about to break.

He was hurt so far, even as he spit blood out of his mouth.

I stared at a man who was overwhelmingly stronger than me.

In his eyes, the flames were burning.

"But I know why you let a woman flirt with you...! I guess I've got my nature like a man rotten!

"... ho"

The grief narrowed his eyes sharply.

With that one will, you'll be seen worse than you are now.

But the rabbit is not frightened.

It was in adversity that his soul was emitting a glorious glow.

"What's with the flirting, if you have time to bully the weak and clear your worries, you can do what you really want... Tickle up here without it... you know what that feels like!

"You're losing your memory, you throw up like you found out."

The grief turned his hand.

In its palm, the light shines.

"- But we won't be able to see your weakness."

A sad eye stabs a rabbit.

- But the man didn't turn a blind eye.

He said he might get himself killed.

Still, those eyes looking forward, Rin.

The left eye of the rabbit, not wearing an eye band, was stained red.

Even if you are no match for them with your arms.

I never give in with my heart. As if to tell you so.

"Try it, sad"

"... aren't we sparing our lives? If you beg for my life, you might change my mind."

"I don't have a head to lower to you."

"Are you underestimating me? Brave man of the end. You don't think I can do that?

The sorrow flew the light out of his own hands.

The rabbit's cheek is cut off, and the blood line is carved.

Still, he looked to grief.

To the strength of his gaze, his sorrow slightly frowned.

"You're losing your memory, aren't you? I was a student until the other day, wasn't I? How can you not be afraid of me?

"Why are you scared?"

With an unwavering voice, Isagi tells.

"You're not scared of yourself. I'm having fun bullying kids, aren't they just clutterfish? What the hell do you think you are? Are you afraid of elementary school kids who are bullying kindergartners? What's the difference between a chimp like playing with a gun and you? I'm better than you. You're challenging a battle without winning. Don't lick it."

……

A rabbit poking a wooden sword, but its feet fluttered.

Strength is also a good place.

The grief comes unprotectedly packed with mistakes.

At an unresponsive rate, he kicked the rabbit's jaw.

Isagi flipped over and fell in a diaphragm.

The rabbit was no longer in the back of his heart, and his body could not move.

Looking down at the regrettably rough breathing isagi.

"… is this the qualities of a brave man"

Isagi didn't know what the hell a puffy and crushed voice meant.

The worries lift my hair.

"Brave Isagi"

That word he uttered was heavy.

The lightness so far seems to be a lie.

The sealing technique engraved all over the sad body sparkles slightly.

……

I no longer have enough leeway to answer to Isagi.

The worries continue.

"I have a daughter who traveled west to reclaim your memory"

"... ahh?

I thought it was a joke, but the tone of sadness wasn't.

Not like earlier. Really looming, - it was like a loose shell voice.

"There's something closely related to your memory - an object called the Great Demon Crystal. But the enemy took it from me. But I guess you thought that the great demon crystal would be the key. I went to take it back. It was this morning that I realized I was gone from the castle. It's all for you. I envy you."

……

The vision of the rabbit staring at the ceiling is blurry.

I felt as if this was a daydream, including physical pain.

"I went to get it back. She won't go home first. The target is mighty. Definitely stronger than me, at least. Probably die, but you'll have no choice. Sooner or later, we'll all be dead. We're visiting mankind because it's so dangerous."

……

Who is stronger than sadness?

What shall he do with it to himself?

Perhaps this is also a bad harassment of his touches.

- No, even so.

"Well, what are you going to do? Isagi the Brave. Why don't you show me the justice you're good at and help me? Have you always fought for someone? Now someone's gone to fight for you. Isn't that what you're supposed to be doing?

……

Isagi snapped with an empty voice as she looked up at the ceiling.

"... you can't, you don't"

Naturally.

If the opponent is stronger than sadness, there is no reason for him to beat himself.

Who left? Amarier, Dutu, or Limino?

No, whoever it was, it doesn't matter.

- It doesn't make any difference that I can't help you.

"... I don't remember what she did to me. And yet, I can't believe it's a dog death..."

"Yes, that would be fine. I'm relieved to hear that. You're just like me. I'm a human being who doesn't change anything."

It was a satisfying voice.

The sorrow threw a wooden sword. A dry noise sounds like teasing.

With his bare hands, he clams his shoulders.

"I'm going back to being a stupid clown again. I hope you have a full taste of what it takes to be protected."

"... why can't you just say that?"

And Isaac, who was falling in the great script, looked up in sorrow.

He shakes his head with cloudy eyes.

"Poor hobby play.... but you didn't clear your mind more than I thought."

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Time goes around somewhat...

There was one woman there who was troubled.

She was about to make the most important decision of her life right now.

"... Father, I'm sorry"

Before a single sword, Dutu bowed his head.

This is her room.

The clothes and tools thrown on the bed were scattered by her for support.

Dutu put long hair on his ears and wore a leather glove on his left hand.

"Dutu has become a bad boy. But I think this is what I really need to do. Help me save this world, or the Demons, Father."

Pale moonlight plugging through the window.

In the room, there was another light source.

A sword.

It was emitting brilliant colors.

It was a sword like an amulet, with Dutu all the way down to his waist.

"Have courage with me.... stand up to the mighty enemy, courage."

Dutu probably loved him.

I don't know. Did I love you?

I don't know.

However, I don't think the chest moments when I first saw him were lies.

I've always, always thought of him.

I hoped he would be happy.

I don't need to fight, I want you to be calm, I want you to be alive.

If you have someone important, I wish you would stay with that person.

I'm sure, all the time, I thought.

The brave Isagi is the enemy of his own father.

But I could tell by looking him in the eye that he's not the kind of person who kills people for no reason.

Though I've caused a lot of trouble.

But I wanted him to live in peace.

Without any sorrow or anger.

Healthy, in peace.

Don't worry about every day, no anxiety.

Just laugh, if you live dearly.

How good it was.

But now he's far from being in that state.

That was hard on Dutu, and I regretted it.

"... Issa. I sincerely wish you well on your journey.

- I want you to be happy.

Is this feeling love?

I don't know.

But if that emotion keeps you at your own expense.

Even if it's not love - if it is, I'm happy.

The look on my face in the window looked very restful.

It was a strange feeling.

"Okay."

Squeezing his fist small, Dutu turned forward.

When she grabs the sword, she takes on a small backpack and leaves the room.

Shortly after I opened the door...

"Ah."

I saw eye to eye with that girl who opened the door the same way.

Time goes around somewhat...

The girl with the blue hair was praying.

What can I do to restore the memory of Isagi?

The answer was in her chest.

"... after all, that's all I have..."

Preah.

The brave Isagi pursues, and the woman she loves.

It became the Great Demon Crystal, it was taken away by the enemy, and now it's gone.

- But he said he found out where she was the other day.

Great Forest Mistral.

the land where the kingdom of the doomed elves was.

Maybe there's something there.

What else is in Dihaza?

That's why Limino must be boiled down.

"... brother, wait for me"

Limino was unable to accompany Isagi.

Because there was always a huge presence in his heart.

So while Limino was always there for him, it didn't come true that he would love him.

Where does a love that doesn't come true go?

It drifts in darkness, sinks into your heart, and rots quietly.

I can't tell you how beautiful love is when your mouth is torn.

That was so ugly and something I wanted to keep hidden forever.

If I could, I wouldn't even have wanted to face it.

But Limino noticed.

He said he wasn't the one who should be next to Isagi.

No matter how much I love him, but he never chooses me.

Even though it was too much to conquer the world.

Still, Limino thought it should be.

Isagi said - he should be with Preah.

Limino could wholeheartedly think so.

My love for Isagi has not disappeared yet.

It will precipitate forever and remain forever.

But still, Limino could only wish him happiness.

What the hell is this without calling it love?

"... I don't know if I can turn it into a limino, though"

Limino took a deep breath and looked in the mirror.

- There stood one girl with strong eyes.

"But it's okay. Even your brother has always kept challenging people who don't know if they want to fight him. It's okay, because I know Limino."

Love is stronger than anything else, and if you have feelings, everything comes true.

A maiden in love is invincible.

- I can't believe such a comfortable word anymore.

Limino is a helpless princess who couldn't protect the kingdom enough.

But no.

It's changed.

There are no more birds in the cage who depend on someone.

"Wait, brother. Because Limino will bring back your brother's happiness."

Resolved, the Elf princess opens the door.

- It's time to fly.

Shortly after I opened the door...

"Ah."

I saw eye to eye with that girl who opened the door the same way.

Time goes around somewhat...

"Maybe you're just repeating the same thing."

I accidentally crush that while out of the castle.

A short shadow follows Amarier, who walks in the light of the moon.

When I pulled out my sledge and hips sword, it reflected and glowed in the moonlight.

Amarier stared at that blade, which even felt beautiful.

Thunder Sword Karadborg.

It's the sword my father waved and the brave Isagi used.

When Isagi was about to defeat Caliburnus and head to Cerdel, his grief entrusted him.

Back then, I didn't even think of this sword, such as the day when I would have it.

"... Father, I wonder if I'm doing something stupid"

I have firmly conveyed my farewell to the face of the Adventurer Alliance.

They were bewildered, but they believed in Amarier's words.

In case you don't even make a bet, people can no longer survive. I guess you entrusted that chip to Amarier.

"But I'm sure he'd stop trying to do anything himself if I were here."

Everything after that has been told to rely on the grief of being an Alliance Master.

If Scarlet Mountain is sad, you can move personnel many times better than yourself.

You're not even a military man.

... No, he has always been.

Whatever you do for the first time, you do it much better than you do.

That's what I've always regretted about Amarier.

"Ha... But fine."

Karadborg's weight was comfortable on his hands.

I felt like I could just squeeze this sword and be strong.

"... Fine, we'll have to do it either way"

It may not be enough to have all the pieces together yet. But if we can get all the pieces together, the odds should be good enough.

Amarier had that certainty.

Brave Isagi.

The power is spoken with the legend.

Amarier has always admired him.

Helps weakness, screws strength.

To his hero Tan, it was something that was making his chest jump.

I want to be like a rabbit.

Every time I put that in my mouth, I remember my father (Barryzd) laughing in a pitiful face saying, "It's not me."

The brave Isagi was Amarier's eternal one-sided opponent.

That's...

- Now.

Fight until you're worn out.

Slightly turning into a monster.

Still to protect someone.

To help.

Sacrifice yourself.

Get out of your mind.

Move on even.

That's the end of him getting there.

The way you cry out in pain.

Loss of any memory.

Also abandoned by Klausoras.

Amarier bites his back teeth off.

"... it's impossible to see him as far as we go"

Might be an extra favor.

Maybe it's just the fault.

But Amarier wants him to be strong.

I want you to get up again.

It's so hurtful, it's about to decay.

Would it be a haunted place to demand such a thing from him who no longer even lost his memory?

But Amarier thinks.

"He would have told you."

If it's a rabbit.

You wouldn't want to look at such a human crisis with your fingers crossed.

"I'm sure you want to fight, because you're supposed to say"

Amarier believes in him.

I believe in the soul of a brave rabbit.

- Amarier wears a mask quietly.

This is a sign of justice imitating him.

I feel my emotions sharpen.

He said he no longer had to think about anything extra.

That rainy day, the girl who was crying after Isagi, she's gone.

Standing here is one warrior.

"I'm leaving."

Amarier issues his own decree in small measure.

And right after I got to the carriage...

'Huh?'

I had eyes on those daughters, who had come with the same journey schedule.

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Isagi was sitting on a bench in the courtyard.

The quiet, gentle moonlight is the kind of night that illuminates this world.

Dutu, Limino, and Amarier traveled west.

Isagi was to be heard from a hasty celebration.

They never said any goodbye to Isagi.

Reminds me of the last Riminos I saw.

They were laughing.

"I'm gonna go out for a little while, but don't worry, just go to sleep."

Easy like that, openly.

Amarier and Dutu, too. You look just like you usually do.

And I didn't say anything, I headed to a battle where I might die.

It's all for me.

How can everyone expect that from themselves?

No courage, no memory, no divine sword, no show of power. It's not worth anything.

Such an empty self.

……

My whole body is hot punched in sadness.

I'm experiencing pain.

The bench in the courtyard was a little wide for sitting alone.

The night sky looking up is slightly red, even though it's not even sunset.

That seems to be the proof that the monster has descended into this world.

Well, I guess so.

That's a terrible situation, he said.

I think so, but that's it.

Nothing you can do.

Hear the story that the Divine Nation is coming to this land while destroying the village.

It's impossible to jump into a place like that.

The moment you leave the castle, they'll kill you.

Doesn't make any sense at all.

Really, it's a waste.

"If I were a brave man, I'd have to go help everyone. It really helped me to wait safely in this castle."

Isagi closed her eyes.

"I hate to be beaten up by that sad guy, but I just need to make sure I don't see him and get over it."

As I tell myself.

That's how I snapped.

"If you wait, someone will do something about it. Until then, I just need to relax."

I am not wrong.

... yes, by mistake.

"We're all strong. I'm fine. There's no way I'm going to die. We'll figure something out."

Night winds stroke my cheeks cold.

"If your memories come back and you get into trouble, you can stay like this"

That's right.

Because.

- I don't even know who you're dealing with here.

At that time, my right arm was sore.

I didn't know why.

Isagi remains seated on the bench, clenching his fist.

Only the moon gleamed in the sky at its appearance.