Shikkaku Kara Hajimeru Nariagari Madō Shidō

The lightning snakes that were circling the area also reduced their number.

The smell of burnt meat is now smoking from the end of the battered soldiers.

It's a terrible sight. In normal times, it would be a misery that makes you want to turn away.

But there's no room for that anymore.The predicament is still here, and it ends there if you take a little care of yourself.

... the last battle reduced the number of enemies.No, it might be more appropriate in this case to say that it was only reduced.

There are three net magics used to defeat ten people.And I owe it to Ceylon.

Still ten. Only ten.A magician like Noah or Kazi would have already been cut through, but it would not be worthwhile at all.

I'm worried about ourselves, but I'm also worried about the surviving guards.If we don't make it quick, it will be life-threatening.

Even so, I am afraid of the temper to crawl under the Seiran.

Seiran called out to the nearby guards who had gathered behind him.

(... be quiet then)

(... no, we're on His Majesty's shield.)

(... that's the last resort.Listen to me.)

The orders that Seiran gave to him took precedence over the guards.

Even when the first arrow was fired, Seiran sometimes has a verse that gives priority to others.It is only natural that the King should take precedence over himself, and now the Seiran in the war has followed its usual course.But just because it's necessary, it might actually be completely different.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be reluctant to use the guard as a shield in this situation.Having Kintetsu launch a Special Attack can also be a sufficient means.

Failure to do so would be nothing more than to value the lives of others.

After hearing Seiran's orders, the conscious guards moaned with remorse.

How is it in your heart?

However, there are still ten enemy soldiers ahead.Although he was trapped in a moment of surprise because of unilateral developments, his fighting spirit was revived by the drink of Düsseia.Everyone is now in a state where he is reflecting his murderous intentions in his eyes.

Suddenly, there are signs of an enemy soldier moving.

Apparently, he won't have time to think any further.

Without a signal, the Imperial soldiers are approaching from all three sides.

Four from the right and five from the left.And in front of me is Commander Düsseia.I can't be too careless as long as I'm a famous soldier.

(... stopping the front.Your Highness, may I ask for something else?

(... I don't mind, can you do that?

(... until His Majesty defeats you)

It is difficult for me, but if I can make Seiran and Dusseia one-on-one, there is a way.Unlike myself, a Seiran who can afford magic and has high physical abilities and the ability to fight breakthroughs will not be defeated in a single battle with Dusseia.

If we could spare a long spell, that wasn't the case, but there was no choice.

While stepping forward, Seiran whispered quietly.

----The rest of the magic, white smoke, Dusseia hate, distance, black rubble.

The content of the whisper is such a short, separated instruction.

I somehow read the meaning of the fragmentary words, but I still stepped forward.

I don't spare any time.Step on the spot and set your pace.

He jumps into the Düsseia, who storms with his sword, and kicks it.

Charge vs. Charge. What is the relative velocity?

However, the high-speed kick was stopped by Dusseia's little hand.

"Kid... you're coming!

"Of course! I can't let you do what you want!

Scream back and land with all your might.

And immediately check the surroundings horizontally.All the other enemy soldiers are on their way to Ceylon.

Do you think Düsseia will be all right by herself?Do you want to put all your efforts into Seiran in the first place?I don't know what the judgment is, but shortly afterwards, Dusseia struck with a dagger.

A sharper slash than the previous soldier came from top to bottom.

Avoid it by shifting it sideways.It seems that the target is small and close to the ground, it is still difficult to apply.

This one is self-serving, so naturally I can only help.There are no visible means of attack, but how could we have stopped Seireans?

After all, as this man yelled earlier, the target is no longer just Seiran.

I don't know what made me the target of the murder, but I appreciate it now.

It is attacked by multiple slashing attacks, like rare slashing.

It is not easy to avoid a series of sharp, quick swings, even if you try to actively avoid it, and every time the tip passes, the evidence that is not cut off is engraved red on your body.

"Gu, uhh..."

On your arms, on your feet, on your face.It's still a bit heavy, but it could be fatal if it gets bulky.

Between slashes, he looks at the machine and tries to step into his pocket.

As soon as he stepped in, Düsseia immediately retreated to match it, and now he slashes his sideburns to get rid of it - but he somehow avoids it by lying down on the ground.

Use your arms and jump back to the previous position.His arm screams protest at his brutal use, but now he ignores it.In time, with a glimmer of anxiety that might be triggered by a strike against overwork, he shows the behavior of entering Düsseia's pocket again.

After all, Düsseia retreated in disgust.

"Eh...."

This physical difference would be easier if you normally hugged and pushed it down, but that's not because we're actively trying to get into our pockets.And you're finding a sense of crisis, is this avoidance?The intuition will be quite correct.As long as it's in your pocket, you have a different way of breaking it.

"Kh, it's just a little bit..."

What you hear is a frustrating voice for something you can't grasp.Apparently the rush is causing a bad feeling to accumulate.Then there will be a gap here.

If you try not to force yourself to avoid it, Dusseia's ill feelings get even worse.

When I saw it, I breathed together and showed a deliberate and large gap.

"This is it!?"

Luckily, Düsseia slashes it and notices it on the way.I got on an invitation.You didn't think such a child would make a false move.

This is a clumsy hand that can be spotted and defeated in an instant if you use it on Crave.

However, if bad intentions were to grow, he would beat him, and the little trick hit the picture beautifully.

Now it is time to step into Düsseia's pocket to avoid wasting the fruits of a series of actions.

There is no weapon, there is little magic, and there is no respite to chant - [practice magic] is still left.

Closely attached to the armor of Dusseia, move the Practice Magic that was hidden in the body to the right arm and attach the right fist to the armor.

The word "suicide bomber" goes through my head.

"What the hell are you doing!

"Giggle!!

No, no, no, no.

---Don 't.

The magic practice explodes on Dusseia's chest.A part of the armor was dented in the fist shape with a vibration that echoed the earth, and the impact penetrated into the back.

"Ghhh!?"

"Nh!!

Your arm feels like electric shock, and your fist gets hot and numb.

This is the most powerful blow in the class of attacks that strike magic from the fist.

However, there is also the disadvantage that the recoil returns directly because the fist is glued.

The repulsive force that bounces back into the fist was clear, but even if you are prepared, the pain is painful.It doesn't seem broken, but it won't be able to move right away.

Because DUSSEIA is now, did you hurt your internal organs or bleed slightly from the edge of your mouth?

Shortly afterwards, a flash flashed behind him, and white smoke appeared around him.

(― Remaining magic, white smoke)

Shortly afterwards, Dusseia jumped away from the white smoke.

(--Dusseia hates it, keep your distance)

On the other hand, this one retreats to Seiran, who is mistaken for white smoke.

Black rubble!

Shortly afterwards, I fully understood the order of Seychelles and moved on to action.

─ A demon that constantly spits out. Patterns that penetrate.A black, blinking, disease-free child. After a rainy day, the rest is the Red Sea.Running around is a heavenly rule, and running is a heavenly rule.The residual heat (almost) does not cool.I still don't know what star I'm after.The sound that blocks the shouting simply hits the ear.There's no way to be rampant. "

"Arcs, not yet! Shoot him!

At the same time as I heard words similar to Seiran's instructions, the white smoke in front of me cleared up all at once.

― ― Spinning barrel

Due to the impact earlier, my right hand is still not moving, but the other one is still safe.

Insert your left arm into a magical formation and take a stand on one knee.

With the left hand and left arm in the barrel, the magic team with the arm plugged in contracted to the proper size and began to rotate to the wrong size.

... the Imperial soldiers, who have never seen this magic, must have thought strangely of this movement and magic.

Normally, the flames fly and the wind roars as soon as you sing.With this magic that separates those magic lines, we can surely poke at their falsehood.

I don't know what kind of magic is coming, so I try to pinpoint it as close as I can and slightly get lost in my movement-but Düsseia seems to have a good hunch.

"Hey, sweetie! Sweetheart! Sweetheart!

Slightly faster than the simultaneous shooting, Dusseia screams.

Those who move their arms horizontally so that there is no immediate escape, but also the remaining enemies.He dodges the rubble that is fired and drops it with his sword.

This commander, Düsseia, would be a very strong soldier, even if he could still do that after the blow he just took.

If you can get the bullet to its original speed, that's impossible, but this magic is visible, unlike [black bullets].It would be impossible for a human in this world with unexpected physical abilities to be cut off like this.There is only one world that can't be created.

Imperial soldiers who could not be dodged are shattered by black rubble.The flesh is scattered, the scattered blood is bloody smoke, it's just a hell of a look.

Your left arm is reddening with heat and starting to scream for pain.

Is that the limit?

I don't want to stop it yet, but I have to.

(Kh......)

The anxiety of the arm burning became hesitant, pushing the will to shoot.According to the will, the magic team slowed down the rotation speed and eventually stopped.It smelled like reverberation and nitrogen smoke and stopped spitting out the rubble.

The magic team remains attached to the left arm.The magical effects still persist, but Düsseia Lubanka is alive.

There are three Imperial soldiers left but him.

I couldn't beat him.

"Do you still have such magic....."

"Gu...."

"But in that case, it looks like we're going to stop it."

It will still take some time for your arm to dissipate heat.

Naturally, it is not an enemy that overlooks it.Düsseia is approaching with a sword.

---Just like this, you'll be slashed.

Your arm's fever is affecting you or your body is not moving well.

Even if you crawl on the ground, you'll be caught up in no time.

As the Imperial soldiers approached with Düsseia, a shadow moved to the edge of his eyes.

And the LORD of his shadow is none but Seiran.

"I won't let you!

Seiran's sharp sword fires DUSSEIA's sword.

On the other hand, Dusseia was forced to retreat due to an unexpected shock.

"Ah, stand up and protect yourself!

"Of course! Arcs is the rest of us!

"But it would be foolish for a general to shelter his own subordinates.That disqualifies you as a king.Our purpose is to be your leader. "

"I know! But... but!

Seiran still stood in front of Düsseia.

Even though their primary goal is Seireans themselves, they show up and take refuge.It's an act that doesn't make sense.It's hard to understand why we're going that far, but Seiran starts to circle around with Dusseia and the Imperial Soldiers so that he can be his shield.

Imperial soldiers' boneless and systematic swordsmanship can be wiped out by the old-fashioned and fluent swordsmanship dance.

Conveniently, the three tips threaten Seiran many times, but Seiran keeps silent on it.

Once in a while, Seiran slashes an Imperial soldier with a sword.That sword that blew up the Imperial soldiers at once earlier.The Imperial soldiers were thrown away, but Düsseia, who stepped into the gap, waved down his dagger at Seiran.

Chi!

Seylan lays his sword to catch it, but he can't return it soon.This man has so much rigidity that he is brought into a bad fight.

"Knock it off! I don't know why it's pointless to resist!

"Ugh, uhh..."

"Beyond the eyes of the Empire, the kingdom will be put in a tougher position for you!If you resist like this, the people will suffer!

"......!

"The kingdom will eventually be crushed by the Empire!Then I'll be beaten up here... "

"..... I can't..."

What?

"Ah, I told you to shut up!!

The mood of rift that accompanies your anger.At the same time, the Seirian sword pushes Dusseia's sword from below up.

"Nah, what is it..."

"I can't lose the rest!Even if the kingdom were to be pressured by the Empire and follow the path of hardship!

Seiran continues to exhale his thoughts to Dusseia, who stunned his face.

"If the kingdom is destroyed, your empire will destroy the people of the kingdom!And you'll take everything!It's the only way to make a country to which you belong, a country that only generates wealth through exploitation!That's what you and I should know!

― ―

"That's why we have to protect the rest!The smile of the people, the peace that guarantees it.Never make me cry unreasonably. For that!That's why the rest must return alive, inherit the legacy of their father, and build a strong kingdom!

... I can hear you.I have a firm will to protect it.

That's why the words may have settled your belly.

Protect Seylan.I'm sure we have to protect it here.

Yes, this deeper cry from Seiran is certainly worth fulfilling even if you push your wish now.

... there's something I have to do.There's a small purpose in return for that parent.It is by no means positive, but it has nevertheless been a definite driving force that has driven itself so far.

When you're about to frustrate yourself, you're losing your temper to arouse yourself.

When I was tired and tired, I was angry to get up again.

But why does such a wish take precedence over that scream?

Sailan said he wanted to protect people's smiles.I certainly told you not to make me cry.

Before you scream from your heart that you definitely want to protect someone like that, do you think your wishes will be glowing?

No, it should be.

That's because everyone should be respected.

... the magic still remains.All that remains is will. You sacrifice your left arm, you don't want such pain, you just want to be as robust as steel.

"Ah, Your Highness! Back off!

"Arks!?

"Back! Hurry up!

Believing in the speed of Seiran's reaction, hold his left arm and fire at him before he leaps.

"--iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

Rubble fired and a loud firing sound.

The remaining number of soldiers is four, including Dusseia.This time I'm not going to stop until I've knocked everything down.Even if you exchange your arms, you must defeat them all.

To defend that wish here.

Left arm that increases heat and redness.Due to the impossible exercise of magic, the white smoke began to rise, and the feeling of being scorched by fire gradually eroded my arm.

"Gh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!?

"Ah, Arcs!?Don't push me! Stop it! Stop it!You're breaking my arm!Arcs!! "

I hear a call to stop Seiran, but I can't stop it.You shouldn't stop here.

... eventually, you hear soldiers screaming intermittently.I don't know if I knocked down one or two, or if I knocked them all out. I don't know an inch away because of the soot that soared up.

Concentration points to the bottom, and the simultaneous shooting of the [rotating magic series (spinning barrel)] stops.

And there's only one person ahead of the clear view.Düsseia stood.

Still, isn't it intact?The bullet was avoided and damaged, causing the body to shrivel everywhere.However, what kind of belief does it take to hold the sword like this and not ease the hostility?

Was it the same in Seilan who asked for the answer?

"... Dusseia Lubanka. I want to ask you a question.Why are you fighting so hard?Is the Empire the hateful enemy that destroyed your homeland?What is the reason you want to give your victory to the Emperor?

In response to the question, Düsseia smiles as if she had heard a stupid question.

"Why? It asks strange things."

What?

"Empire soldiers fight as His Majesty wishes.Otherwise... "

--Because all of it will be destroyed by a man like that trick.

I think the words that Düsseia uttered outweighed the weights.

What kind of gaze is Seiran looking at from the back of the veil against a man who said such a word?I'm just looking at it in silence.

"... our clan has resisted the invasion of the Empire for a long time, but was eventually swallowed by its ferocity.Eventually our clan became the apex.I had to.There is no way for the clan to survive if the Empire continues to take advantage of it. "

When Düsseia said that, he stared at Seiran with a whimsical expression.

"Listen. Listen carefully, it's Seylan Crossell Road.In the Empire, people like me are so rotten.As long as there is a kingdom of Rhinol that stands in the way of the reign, people like me will one day... bury you in the kingdom. "

"Nh...."

Is Seiran frustrated by the temptation of Dusseia?Step back.

Is it because of the weight of caring for many lives?

But I couldn't keep my mouth shut for such irrational remarks.

"--That's what bothers me."

"You're still....."

"Stand up. You're still here."

"Arcs...."

It's still painful, but once you take a deep breath, you say it.

"If you want to target His Highness, you can do so.However, in the kingdom, there are a lot of people who want to protect His Highness with the intention of dying, like the nearby guards and me here.When are you going to bury me? If you can bury me, try me.I'm going to take down all of you now. "

So let it go, and place your right hand in heaven.

And then...

─ The black wings shine at night.Thy secret is black iron, and thy enemies are black iron.The wings did not make a sound, and scattered iron sand and ascended into the sky.I'm tired of vegetable leaves.I don't want cherry blossoms. Give me the hardware.Eat the iron. "Iron calling, thou art a flying butterfly eaten with hardware."

... [Black Bullet] can't be supported with his left hand.[Short explosion] can involve not only yourself, but also Seiran.[Still Demon] is too far away.If we're going to make sure we don't take down Dusseia...

(Nothing, you don't have to take it down yourself)

Yes, just like when we energized the water earlier.

You can set the table for someone who can definitely defeat you.

"Ah, that's all magic!Take it, motherfucker!

- [Magnetic Flying Wings (Magnetic Force)]

"Ke, my sword... guu!

Düsseia's sword is pulled into the sky by a flying butterfly that emits a powerful magnetic field.Düsseia resists releasing the sword, but before the magnetic force attracted to her body, was it about the scale of her nails?I let go without stopping.

On the other hand, the sword of Seiran was also within the range of magnetic force.Seirian weapons are moving away from their hands.

Both of them lost their weapons, but what Seyran said...

"--Arcs, well done."

That was a compliment.

On the other hand, Dusseia shouts a grudge that echoes from the bottom of the earth.

"Kid, Kisamaaaaaaaa!!

"I just rode Düsseia.Looks like Arcs was better at one. "

"I'm wearing weapons with you now....."

However, Seiran laughed at the words and shouted them out loudly.

"The rest is Seiran Closel Road.Without weapons, you'll never lose a one-on-one match. "

"Ha!?

When Sailan closes his distance from Dusseia, he steps into the ground as it crushes and makes a sharp thrust with his fist.However, it was sucked into the place where it struck.

"Stupid... come here, come here..."

Immediately after the impact, Düsseia blew up as if the rubber bow had been sprayed onto the truck - eventually spreading blood with the convulsions and dying.

"Excellent work, Your Highness....."

"... hmm"

Now there are no more people threatening us.

It's over. I was able to repel the raid.

That's what I thought, then.

"- I see. You're the magician who broke the [Wall Alter]?

That voice came from the back of the woods.