The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Receive, deviate, and avoid the blade.

How many times have you repeated this task?

I also feel like I've done enough distractions, but it could have been just a few matches. Rather than a sense of time, there is too much concentration and too much thought.

It also exhales a faint sound that it is likely to cause headaches along with rough breaths to the illusion that the momentary thought will last forever.

"Whoa. What's up, wizard... aren't you breathing up already?

Instead of disturbing one breath, the opposing Demon King doesn't even seem to have broken his smile.

He observes this one with an extra look as he turns the sickle in his hand looking interesting.

You have to use your magic to manipulate a rock dragon while fighting an opponent who can't afford to deal with me under the protection of Master Astraela. Sound and swallow the saliva accumulated in your mouth, still wanting to make a weak sound to a situation that is too harsh for work.

I'm thirsty. When this is over, I feel like drinking cold water until I break my stomach.

"No way. I don't work out soft or disturbing to this extent."

"That's superimposed. But you can't cut the focus, yeah."

Moment after moment, a rocky dragon is struck by the tail of a black dragon. The wings of the rock, which even withstood the attack of the giant first ghost (Cyclops), were scattered as if they were vitreous. As it is, now it is struck from overhead and sinks lightly into the ground.

It is a golem made of magic, so there is no pain, but if this is defeated lightly, my temper is going to shrivel.

Shelfa jumped into my nostalgia at once with a big sickle, as if she had guessed my mood like that.

An overwhelming step - but far from serious. As for the side that knows the real movement, I manage to take an attack of motion that can even be described as slow, with a Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword.

I really wanted to deviate, but while maintaining the rocky dragon, I can't concentrate on the threat in front of me.

This is not the first time I've had more than one opponent on my own, but it makes a difference when they're both out of standard buckets. The desire to work hard, which I was determined to do earlier, now seemed to give priority to my survival.

"Damn!?

"Here, here."

Avoid the attack of the horizontal giraffe by laying low and trying to target the gap immediately after waving the oversized weapon called the sickle, but then turn your body back and avoid the stone-piercing attack that was unleashed. There's no way I can do evasive behavior or anything in that state, and I get kicked over as much as I want.

No pain, but the blown impact turns my sight. For a moment, but I lose sight of Shelfa.

In a hurry to get in shape and look forward, Shelfa doesn't look like him. Visualize the pitch-black dragon about to bite the rocky dragon - and jump right back.

I didn't feel killed or scared. Just a hunch.

But in the meantime, I played my part. A big sickle sticks up where I was just now. Be polite, it was the stone thrust that protruded.... Apparently, I'm not going to let you kill me easily. Well, even if it wasn't part of the blade, it would easily crush the skull if it was a stone poke shaken by Shelfa's arm force.

"Kufu."

A distinctive whispering voice.

Shortly afterwards, a black 'darkness' was born around Shelfa. Four numbers.

From that darkness, a blade that is still blacker than that darkness peeps...

"How about this?

With a light voice, the blade is shot out. The tone is backwards enough to make even my kinetic vision seem sumptuous. [M]

Avoid two on the sidelines and take the other with the Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword. But that was no good. Whatever the Divine Sword (Ermenhilde) or the Holy Sword, is it just a reward for keeping Sherfa attacked by Mithril?

I have succeeded in shifting away from the black blade attack, but my body will be crushed unbroken.

…………

"Hehe. What's wrong? Your face's getting tense, huh?

No matter how much Spirit Silver (Mithril) it was through my magic... as usual, I think it's bullshit.

Magic would be more expensive for me or Ami. If you are physically capable, Soichi or Masaki-san would be more expensive. But you can't win.

It has always been. Our abilities are supposed to be superior, but we could never beat Shelfa.

It still is. My arm strength, my reflexes, I'm strong. But the attack is avoided or deviated, and Shelfa's attack is avoided, so make the most of it.

Because if you're physically capable, you're higher than me or Ami. If it's magic, it's higher than Soichi or Masaki-san.... Purely, Shelfa is stronger than us.

This woman is used to fighting. - With someone stronger than me.

"What. Not yet."

"Oh, that's good."

Or laugh at Ron and others.

- At the same time, the rock dragon I created was unbroken and chewed up.

"... but it seems to be out of time"

The noise stops.

Place the Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword that has been crushed from the middle with one right hand.

Fortunately, there is still room for magic. Rather than that, there is still room. This one's a wizard. If you don't have a body, just imagine it. Extend the crushed torso. A magic blade.

"... so?

Shelfa also seems to have noticed that I was trying to do something from the magic stream. He's waiting for me in discipline, not to afford it, but to enjoy how I scratch my feet.

But the magic at heart - magic doesn't manifest itself.

…………

Sweat like a waterfall in your heart, silently. Unnaturally, the heartbeat becomes rough and the poker face is maintained so that this upset is not understood.

The magic doesn't work. That means someone else used the same or similar magic... magic.

I don't think who. If you can't use it, just think of another magic. Fortunately, the other guy is Shelfa. It's a weak opponent to win, but it can also be said to be a better opponent when it comes to buying time. Anyway, I can't believe you're waiting until this one's exposed.

What comes to mind is a classic of different worlds (fantasy). Flaming demon swords and ice demon swords - but the sole etc. have all been imitated by Ami. Other than that, rock swords and invisible wind swords.

... On second thought, I feel that my magic has been mimicked by Ami quite a few times. Thoughts in a hurry, backwards, make me feel kind of sad and thunderous about the body of Spirit Silver (Mithrill).

"Ho."

Shelfa raised her voice like she was impressed.

Improvised magic sword. Of course, there is no mass in the lightning, so the broken body will not grow, but it will be a virtual threat.

What a heartless sword is as if it represents my mood.

"Sounds interesting."

But the shelfa avoided a few steps to the side. Behind it, a pitch-black dragon with a big mouth open.

From the firebag, a darker flame peeks than the black scale that covers its body -.

"I'm not the one who wants to see it."

Moment after moment, the roar I heard earlier was so loud that it was even sumptuous. The black flame emitted becomes a bullet and looms.

"Uh-huh."

Immediately afterwards, a wall of rock rises in front of me. But when the black flames landed with momentum that was neither such a wall nor anything else, they blew their bodies into a blast that was likely to tear them apart.

Vision is sumptuous. My whole body hurts.

A shock that should have been magically enhanced, but even that feels pointless. No, if it wasn't fortified - thinking about it, my liver got a lot colder.

――

Try to get up in a hurry, put your butt cake on. There is no strength in the body. No... I don't know if it's unconscious to protect it from the shock, but did you use magic?

No, he said.

The body moves. There's magic too. Squeeze your right hand to see how your body is doing, but your body is heavy just because you got dizzy with an earlier blast.

Look up, confused by sudden malaise.

"Over here!

At the same time his voice was unleashed an arrow of ice and flame towards Shelfa. Dozens of magic arrows, but the one that was supposed to hit Shelfa with a big sickle will scratch out. The arrow, which did not disappear, pierced the ground without ever hitting Shelfa.

With all that number pointed at me, I chose only the objects that needed to be erased. That alone makes me feel like a cliff between me and Shelfa. Because if I were you, I would have left it to magic to scratch it all off.

"Hmm. You guys next?

At the same time, a shadow leaping out of the woods strikes Shelfa. This is Mr. Graania, who became serious, with his arms and legs wrapped around his silver hair. In order to cover the movement, Mr. Su once again releases an ice arrow made of magic.

Mr. Graania stops just one fit and jumps right out. The ice arrows - now they won't be erased - were avoided with minimal movement.

"Koo, you're safe!?

"Ah, oh. But my body..."

Mr. Graania, who stayed away from Shelfa and came straight to me, calls out to me. It was kind of a decisive word, but I'll assume that's all they trust.

I don't see how these two could. I guess the guys I just let go told me Shelfa was here.

But the body is heavy. Self-analysis says it's closer to fatigue than damage. Is it possible to attack from a pitch-black dragon?

Point your gaze at the lacquered black dragon behind it, not at the shelfa.

Vessels of the Demon God (Naifer) prepared by the Demon Clan. Naifer had the offensive power to specialize in violence and the ability to regenerate to an unusual point.

Is that dragon capable of something in addition to that?

With that in mind, I try to get up, but I can't move with my hands on the ground unnecessarily. Again, dizziness (dizziness) is terrible.

At the same time, Mr. Graania, with his lower back, stormed from the front to Shelfa. Even steel can be easily cut and torn nails are prevented without difficulty by a sickle pattern.

"Kufu -"

"We'll have you hanging out for a while, Demon King."

He tried to assemble himself in the Shelfa, but he rolled in a direction that was not distracted from the momentum.

It was not Mr. Graania's movements that were monotonous, but the power of the beast man, his momentum, that was easily made. I remember earlier, when I did it, it was easy to attack. Lotus was also doing it when some restrictions were lifted, but how far is it cod that people used to fighting?

That's how Mr. Graania magically moves into Shelfa's unconscious gap into the magic scepter (rod) in Su's hand.

Probably a powerful grand sorcery from its amount of magic - but the pitch-black dragon turns to Mr. Su whether he reacted to it or not.

"Avoid it. Not if you hit it!

scream. But earlier than Su reacted, a black flamebullet released with little hoarding was fired at Su. It's supposed to be less powerful than I was, but Mr. Su is blown away without being prevented by a dirt wall built to protect me.

Instead of making sure he was safe, he was more of a killer to me. [M]

He hastily turned his gaze to the killer - Shelfa.

"I can't. Don't interrupt."

The Demon King walks over as he steps on the earth that was decided in the earlier explosion.

Why is this horrible when you say that the look is a smile?

And, oh, and. This beauty is the Demon King, and she kills people with laughter - a fear that I somehow forgot, resurrected.

"Oh..."

I can flog my body trembling with fear and help it to get up somehow.

But there is no strength in the body. Sometimes it's an attack from a pitch-black dragon... but as if the blood vessels in your body have become lead, you can't move.

"Shell -"

Behind that, Mr. Graania strikes.

But he grabbed his wrist, not his sharp nails, not to speak a word to the end. Both me and Mr. Graania were surprised by the reaction of whether there was an eye behind them, and the next moment threw them aside at their discretion.

In doing so, it would have been intended, the right elbow appeared to have bent at an unlikely angle. And Mr. Graania, thrown, is silenced by a strong slap on his back to the Oki, which was far away.

My shoulders are up and down, so I should be alive. But...

"... bucket stuff"

"Kufu. Don't tell me that."

When I say that, really, from the bottom of my heart... Shelfa laughs happily.

"Besides, if Non is a bummer, the Yamada Range will be a bummer, too, right?

"I don't..."

"Can you say there isn't?

I felt a glossy peach lip ripped in the third moon like a mouth ripping woman......

Look at that look, with a cold gaze.

Zun, and the ground shakes. The vibration lasted several times.

I feel like maybe a lacquered black dragon is walking over here, keeping my gaze out of Shelfa's. With that in mind, I sit down and look up at the sky like I'm putting on a buttcake.

Black. There's a black hole.

"He's human."

"Hmm?"

"I don't laugh and kill people like you... and I'm the one who can cry when my people die"

When I said that, Shelfa said Pocan. I looked dumb.

The last time I was made to look like that, the feeling of satisfaction just springs to my chest.

"I know. She sounds like a crybaby."

"Oh. Sounds like it."

Apparently, neither I nor Shelfa have ever seen that man cry.

That's okay, then.

Somehow I think so - Shelfa shakes up the Great Sickle.

"... kufu. If you die, the Yamada Range will be angry."

――――

Why Shelfa would kill me. That's to piss off Mr. Lotus.

Oh, what a boring life. I can't believe I'm dying to pull my precious buddy's leg... I can't stand it.

But as things stand, there is no way out of this predicament. I don't know why, but I can't help myself, and my people who rushed me are passing out.

Desperate, no trump cards left, and I don't think Amy or Knight will be lucky enough to come and help me from now on. Ami will do the best she can about herself, and Knight will give Knights priority over me.

But...

"Kufu..."

Shortly thereafter, the edge (two) of a black hole floating in the sky exploded. The roar echoes in the sky and the black hole distorts.

"Fu ha-"

Shelfa's voice is dyed with joy.

I look up at the sky with a full grin and follow its appearance with my eyes. I get caught, too, and I look at that gaze.

When did you come?

In an ethereal sky, glossy red. Even though it was far-sighted, I could see that on the front of that dragon, this same red magic formation would be formed. And its cod magic too.

It's fundamentally different from Fafnir's magic that I know.

Great sorcery that sparked enough fireworks to burn down an empty side even before. Isn't the magic gathering in that fafnir now more than then...

"Are you here?"

That laugh and another roar are at the same time.

Now a crimson flame blows a black hole so huge that it covers part of the Elflame continent. The 'hole' disappears without a trace when I think it's shaky, and the flames that didn't just stay there dye the skies of the Elflame continent, albeit for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a roar echoes in the sky no less than the earlier roar.

It's like a whisper. The king of the dragon growls to show his presence. Totally different from what I did earlier, strength, ambition, and good looks. I can feel it all, it's the voice of the king.

"If you can hear me, look into the sky."

A voice I'm used to hearing hits my head.

"I am the sword of God's slaying, Elmenhilde. And the Yamada Range, the man who killed your God."

It's like a dragon knight driving a dragon.

"Let us preach the word from the slaughter of God.... Step forward from the guy who wants to die. I'll smash you up. Above '

Oh, definitely those two, they're having a fight on Fafnil's back, I guess.

It's still far away. But that word alone, despair disappears. Hope gushes.

"Ha..."

"Right, right."

In response, a pitch-black dragon first roared toward Fafnir.

When I'm here, it's like telling him to come.

At the same time, I tried to flap my wings and jump up - before jumping up completely, Fafnir, meaty through an unprecedented acceleration, hit me with momentum that didn't give me a clue about people on my back.

"Whew!?

"Gu!?

It finally stops by pushing the pitch-black dragon to the ground and still trying not to kill the momentum. More than a hundred meters dictates the ground. Will Mr. Graania be all right?

Soon after I think so, towards the pitch-black dragon held down by the ground and his own giant, Fafnir throws up his braces without any hesitation.

A bright red flame gleaming like a flash peeps through the gaps in your fangs.

But a pitch-black dragon doesn't just get hit either. Forced to wake up and ramble, deflecting Fafnir's aim. As a result, the braces released flew toward the day after tomorrow - blowing up the corner of the forest.

What firepower, he said.

There was a black hole where it was released. I think it's just around the bottom, so the sacrifice... I don't know.

I can't even hear Shelfa yelling at the firepower that's so different from Fafnir's ever.

The fafnir... is very different from what I know. First of all, it's huge. Twice is bigger than him in memory. Isn't it as big as a pitch-black dragon? The wings are big, and the body is generally sharp, or pointed. It was changing aggressively.

"Ha-ha-ha."

And Shelfa raised her voice with pleasure from the bottom of her heart......

"What you said earlier. For telling me to come at you, come at me."

That gaze is directed at Fafnir - but there is no figure of man on its back. Soon Sherfa noticed the incident and put the sickle over her head.

Moments, the sound of metal splitting (crushing) your ears. The slapped was a divine sword (Ermenhilde) with a dark emerald colour.

The momentum could not be fully absorbed, and Shelfa's legs sank slightly to the ground. The equilibrium is instantaneous, and Shelfa jumps backwards to escape the attack of Mr. Lotus so that there is no such thing as me.

No, actually, I wouldn't even be in the corner of my thoughts anymore. Her will, her instincts, even her heart, are only for Mr. Lotus.

"Shit."

And the god-killer hero (Yamada), who was directed at all such demon kings (Shelfa), pounded his tongue from the bottom of his heart like a pain in the ass.

The jade sword in your right hand...... its color is deep and the golden ornament is elegant. Nestled in its patterned buttocks, this one shines in a jade gem - five.

On that shoulder, a poor fairy clings like a doll. Maybe he let Anastasia float him and attacked him with a time difference.

"Anastasia, with Kotaro... is that Su? Over there, please."

"Uh, are you okay without me?

'It's better not to be here. It's heavy. "

"... remember later, medal woman"

'Look, hurry up and stay away. Out of the way.'

You're still close, you guys. Yes, it would be wild to pinch your mouth.

With that in mind, I pull strength out of my whole body.

"Kotaro"

"Hmm?"

Listening to the voice from Mr. Lotus as he was about to lose his mind.

"Well done."

"... you're welcome"

I closed my eyes as I felt saved by that one word.

Oh, I'm tired.