"Kakaka, but I didn't think I'd have the chance to fight the demon king twice.
It's a lot of fun. I'm falling apart.
The wards that bind your opponent can no longer be used, but in a sense, having an experienced rear guard on your side is definitely more helpful than the wards.
I've been unable to keep up close and personal combat for long due to the influence of the demon king's soul magic and Fusio's magic, so I've been hit and run, and now I'm hiding in the instructor's defense.
I'm sure you'll be able to find the best way to get the most out of your time with the help of the instructor, who is happily floating in the air about a meter off the ground and fighting magic.
Jiro, the Lord is still blue. To live, that is to say, to be continuously stimulated, and if you stop being tired of it, you have stopped living. When you enjoy constant stimulation, you can finally say you are alive. When you live as long as I have, you will have a hard time finding stimulation. And when it's this good, it's hard to find it again.
You can't tell how many magics you are processing at the same time, but the way you happily talk about your outlook on life doesn't make the words you say seem false.
I'm not sure if that's what happens when you live long enough. I'll keep it in mind for future reference, too.
To sum up, life, or rather life, is about enjoying life, the instructor seemed to say.
Kakaka, that's right. That's right. Some humans will be obsessed with living longer. It's not just the powerful. It's a desire that comes from being finite. That would be all right if it could satisfy that, but in the case of the Lord, his wife is long-lived. She's also prepared to live a long time from now. The day will come when she will understand my words.
Fusio laughs with satisfaction at my response, and his magic manipulations become more precise and powerful.
"Immortals, you can talk pleasantly with the Lord, but don't let me get caught up in this mess of magic.
"Kakaka, it's tactless of you to be an angel. It's the same level of magic that you say is unavoidable, even though this is how the Lord you speak of is coming back to you safely.
You.
"Instructor, would you stop provoking our Himik for fun? Since we are in the middle of a battle, I'll buy you a Dorayaki from your favorite store when I get home, so for now, please be friendly with me.
"I'm craving the Owlery's dorayaki,
After returning from the front lines, Himikku did not try to hide his disgust towards his instructor until just a moment ago, but as soon as he heard the word "Dorayaki", his feelings disappeared and he revealed the name of the store with a crisp expression.
It is only Jiro that bribes a fallen angel with sweets.
The instructor showed an indescribable expression on his face, but he didn't say much.
It's a little pricey, but it's not an unbeatable price, but it's a small price to pay if the dorayaki will put you in a good mood.
I'm alive! I don't know why, but I'm alive! And what kind of air is this?
In such a delicate atmosphere, Kaido jumped in with a head slide, he went out with great vigor and seemed to stick around for a pretty good time, but his face was sweaty, his breath was ragged, and his complexion was very pale.
I don't think it makes sense through the armor, but I was holding my heart and feeling alive.
There are a lot of scrapes and scratches, but there doesn't seem to be any fatal damage.
"I don't know, you get some rest, and I'll come out. Can you go, Himik?
"Wherever the Lord goes,
Yeah, it looks like they're running out of room, too.
"Kakaka, Jiro is well aware of this. Jiro is watching you well. But he knows you're still short on magic. He keeps a wolf in his lion's body. It's clear that the more time goes by, the worse the odds get.
One last deep breath and look at the battlefield in the distance where Kitamiya and Minami joined Instructor Fusio in attacking and blocking the instructor with magic and repeatedly supporting him.
You can see the soul of the demon king, who is unable to move around freely and has become a fixed platform, where did the initial margin disappear?
That's right, no matter how powerful the demon king is, a lot of time has passed.
Although there's no way to measure it physically, the watch I saw when I ran away to the instructor's place told me that six hours had passed.
No matter how strong the demon king's soul is, Amelia's body is still in its infancy, her body can't keep up with her spirit.
If it was a short term battle, it would have been no problem, but now that it is a long term battle, the gap between mind and body is gradually eating away at the opponent.
There's no impatience in my face, but I can see the frustration.
And for us, there was a rather convenient miscalculation.
Jiro, your sword is a wizard's natural enemy. Not only does it absorb magic, it even absorbs the magic inside of you if you drive it into its body. This is no easy task for the opponent. No amount of madness can disguise the fact that your mind is starting to hurt. but the fetters of our bodies prevent us from doing so. The mineral tree is a tree that grows by absorbing magic.
Yes, the mineral tree in its new incarnation was specialized in terms of magic power.
In terms of striking weapons, there is no change in physical damage, but in terms of slashing, its power is lower.
However, its true value is magic, or more specifically, its magical power is incomparable to what it was when the blade was held out.
It's as if the blade hits the magic like a baseball knocking it back, and instead of cutting it away, it drives it away.
Its power causes more resistance than when you cut, but the magic power is restored.
If you use it properly, this is a solution to the problem of long-range attacks.
In addition, while fighting, Amelia had one opportunity to attack me at close quarters.
I figured that the current mineral tree, now covered by the blade and used as a striking weapon, would be able to hold her down to a broken bone, so I aimed for her arm.
Sure enough, the opponent put up a barrier near his arm to defend himself, but after a slight resistance, he broke through the barrier more easily than if he had cut it, absorbed the magic, and the mineral tree hit his wrist.
You could certainly feel the bone cracking as you did so.
And at the same time, it felt as if Amelia's body was absorbing magic element as well.
Trees absorb nutrients from their roots.
In the same way, mineral trees grow by absorbing magic element and magic power from their roots.
I didn't know they could reach this level of performance just by surfacing those characteristics.
I'm sure the demon king's soul won't be safe if you strike that blade repeatedly. We've done our best to make sure that we won't die even in a tragedy like this.
The undeniable is the hardest part.
If you're in the middle of a magical storm spreading in front of you rather than from a distance, a certain amount of fear will come with it, but not so much that you feel it, but enough that you can't help but shrug.
Someday the instructors said, "Fear is a sense of attack.
Fear is a sense of sensing an attack, and that word would be accurate.
In addition.
"Lord, I'm with you.
Hey, I'm counting on you.
This is no time to say that you are afraid, if Himik is also there.
You have to carry the shape-shifting mineral tree on your shoulder and slowly get out from under your instructor's protection.
From here on out, your calls will be minimal, nodding to Himik at the first address.
Then, walking turns to brisk walking, brisk walking turns to running, and running turns to sprinting.
You've been running for the past few hours.
The magic that falls like a downpour is now familiar.
And my opponent is more alert to me, more willing to kill than he was at first.
From magic such as fireballs and ice spears, to a literal rain of thunder that constantly falls from the heavens like a thunderstorm, to invisible blades of wind, and iron sand spears that approach like snakes.
I'm going to push my way through the place where the scene unfolds, where you can only laugh at the rich variation.
I am a swordsman and my job is to go forward and fight.
This is where I must traverse or I won't be able to complete my work.
Let him go!
"Lord, come around!
"Oh!
He tries to distance himself from me while dealing with Fusio's attack.
Not to let that happen, I go straight ahead and Himikku changes course to go around from the right.
This is a roadblock, that it is!
You're not going to let me go!
And in an attempt to stop its movement, barriers and ice spears blocked its path.
As annoying as it was, it was a magic that could be shattered with a single stroke, but it was a big gold star just to buy that one moment.
Now I can take five steps forward in that instant.
At least five steps forward, I could take ten meters.
The demon king's soul is staring at the south and north palace as if it were looking at an annoying caterpillar.
I'm not concerned about the fact that the instructor's magic is flying in from behind me, and I'm two steps away from being in range of my attack.
I can see that my opponent is moving backwards.
The balance of power between me, Himikku, Kaido, Minami, and Kitamiya is now tilted in the opposite direction with the addition of your instructor.
It may be slower than a bullhorn, but it looks like it's trying to deliver the result of victory to us.
And when the end is in sight, humans are cash.
The sinking feeling is getting better and better as the timing is right for the final spurt.
Man!
"I don't give a shit! The housemates will stay put!
My pause, i.e., the pause that allows the attack to go through with the mineral tree.
I'm going to be able to swing down and then turn my wrist back into a swallowing motion, nullify the barrier, move into a backward spinning kick, make my body rotate laterally, keep my axial foot from blurring, turn my floating foot into a stepping foot, and let the ground sink almost to the breaking point, leading to the third strike of Minoki's cleave.
"Honoré, Honoré!
You can stare at me with hatred as I approach.
But I'm just going to do my part.
Without hesitation, I strengthen my will to do as much damage as possible.
Honestly, the timing of the third shot is just around the corner as to whether or not I'll be faster than my opponent.
The battle of whether or not to hit the target looked like it would be a tie between the magic and mineral tree that intercepted me.
In a slow-motion scene, I can see my opponent's shattered left wrist forcibly moving and pointing toward me.
I hit him before he does, and I apply pressure to my jaw, speeding up Minoki's strike, hoping it will be a hundredth of a second faster.
But my efforts fail, and the moment the magic is completed a few moments before my mineral tree hits, I calculate an instantaneous escape route, knowing that I will be intercepted.
!
It was supposed to happen.
It was meant to be.
. until a white chain shot out of the magic circle at the end of her left hand, entwined with her left hand and blocking the movement of just one arm.
Then, as if to prove that the movement was not the will of the demon king, I saw Amelia's face turn a shocking color.
I know I can't do it.
But I knew in my gut that I had to do it.
I forced myself to lean down and change the position where the mineral tree hit me.
The effort broke the wind blade released by the demon king's soul, which was about to cut off his left arm, as if it wasn't of its own volition.
"Full attack!
And then I found myself screaming.
My legs had unconsciously widened their stance, switching from hit and away to in-fighting on the spot.
Having abandoned the idea of running away, I focused on moving around on the spot, moving around to protect my left arm where the white chains were entangled.
"Himik!
"Yes!
Where I am not enough .
"South! North Palace!
I know!
Let's go!
When the other guys .
Kaido!
"Whoosh!
It fills in.
His left hand is trapped, slowing him down even more and reducing his attack moves.
Meanwhile, we will complete the siege and fight to give them no time to rest.
This time, a magic circle was deployed on his left leg, and the same chains were entangled.
The demon king, who knows his tricks, seems to have figured out who's using the magic.
But it's none of our business.
"kaka kaka, opportunity of the year!
Fusio didn't miss a beat, sprouting huge bony arms from the ground and grabbing both of Amelia's legs.
Mana Drain.
He unleashed a life-absorbing spell that is in the realm of the undead.
"Kaka-kaka-kaka! This is a taste of the Demon King's magic! How black and copious! Sweetness, how sweet!
The instructor smiles ecstatically as he takes in the soul via the grasped bones and takes in its magic.
"I am defeated, defeated by you!
I'm trying to fight it, but I don't think I can anymore.
The white chains reappeared, restraining and immobilizing your entire body while the instructor's absorption process continues.
......
I stare silently at the soul of the demon king inside Amelia, who is struggling to break free of her bonds.
And slowly, I draw closer.
"Oh, I am Mada!
You're done with your job.
As if to cut through the smoke like a still-flowing black miasma, it flashed diagonally from the left shoulder.
A
Did that stop you?
Take it easy and get some rest.
Not as disgusting as before, the bones that had been restraining its legs let go of its ankles and slowly let its body fall down.
I catch it.
It's over. The demon king's soul no longer exists in this girl.
Instead, you didn't move into an instructor or anything, did you?
You can't do that. I've absorbed the magic that the demon king has, just magic that has no will or anything. I'm not going to be taken over by you.
Instructor Fusio examines Amelia, who has fallen quietly, looking into her, and says that the eyes of her skull, empty as a blue glowing fire, are no longer a problem.
Finally, it's over.
In the end, we didn't kill anyone and that was that.
It was a near-good ending.
Or was it better to act out here and fight Jiro as if you'd been hijacked? I don't mind that.
Please. I'm falling apart inside and out.
I suppose it would be nice if we could end with a joke like this at the end.
Word of the Day
Even if it takes a long time to finish, it would be nice to be done, even if there is still some post-processing left to do.