The Summoner is Going

Sister!

"To your father's right!"

Got it!

My grandfather's body is in two right in front of me!

But it soon collapses into Adam Cadmon.

Hayato, the demon god, no, I heard a great tongue from my father.

"It's tough! Don't be rude!"

"Yeah, that's impossible!"

I can't.

I can't do that on my father's instructions.

Indeed, I killed my grandfather in reality.

But I don't have the madness to fit in with it.

How long has your father killed the grandfather of the parallel world?

It's not enough at all.

... don't push me what I can't do!

What I got was a machete.

When I fought my grandfather with the most familiar weapon in my hand, I also had a razor blade.

However, it is a special order made by Orihalcon in the game.

... the madness swells up in me just by looking at my grandfather.

Something was screaming.

... kill him.

Kill him!

Kill it with your hands!

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The first shot was fired.

But from there, I jumped my notch diagonally up from the surface.

It must have been a blow that didn't make you feel murderous or mad.

It looked like I caught my grandfather, but there was no answer.

Eh!

You're doing it unusually fast!

There are apparently more than a dozen grandpas around.

... Was your father alone above this number?

It's an amazing situation, but not now!

"Fiona Alpha, this is Keith India! Arrive on site!"

Got it!

"No spells, no martial arts, really?"

Yes! Grandma Gelta is on her way!

"What about your grandfather's body?"

They're chasing the Magic King!

Is that so?

I understand the situation in general.

I can only say that my grandfather's homework seeks the strongest opponent.

Same goes for me.

Is that why this is happening?

I nod even though my father is in a bad mood.

Keith Yankee! Keith Bravo, meet Grandma Gelta!

This is Keith Québec! I've discovered an individual like Grandpa's body! I'll send you the coordinates!

Got it! We're almost there to visualize the situation!

From Keith Exley to HQ! Direction only, beg for guidance!

Please come with me!

... grandfather's body?

That's good.

I'd say so, but I don't think so.

I'm sure Keith and the others want to finish it off with these hands.

Of course, so is my father and brother here.

The surrounding air swirls at once.

No, that's Father's anger.

Looks like Doss is wrapping up something black.

Maybe I'm similar.

Keith Québec is probably the closest thing to my grandfather right now.

Wait, wait, wait.

Wait till I get there!

I couldn't help but hope to know that it was a waste.

"... fufu!"

Breathe deeply and weaken.

Hold the mastima in front of you with the radio frequency blade you have.

Its wings, which are also hard skin, are easily broken.

No, the torso is also cut and falls to the ground.

What do you see on the other side?

I had a big tongue in my brain.

There was a grandfather.

I am confronted with the Magic King.

The other swordsmen's spirits continue to fight against the Mastima herd.

But I don't try to reach out to my grandfather.

There are still many mastimas, but there are no individuals attacking the Magic King.

One-to-one composition.

We hanged our swords with one hand from the other.

The expression of the Wizard King is not usually obvious.

But now the Tengu surface is slightly uneven and I can see the mouth area.

... a cynical smile came to mind.

I haven't seen any other faces yet.

Grandpa was laughing again.

But that's the beast's smile.

It was a madly colored smile.

Such a beautiful weakness.

... I can't take my gaze off.

I want to be slashed right now!

But I couldn't move.

Why would you do that?

I can't say.

I couldn't understand myself.

I must not disturb you.

It was as if my body insisted.

"... shh!"

Cut through the mastima that attacked from behind.

Why is that?

My grandfather couldn't move, but if Mastima was the opponent, his body was moving.

I don't know.

I can't move.

Inside me, the madness kept screaming for an exit.

Still, my body didn't move as I thought.

I kept looking at both of them as if they were statues.

It was kind of like a hell of a time.

"... are you here?"

"What's going on?"

"You're right."

Keith and Keith India.

I saw my father behind it.

Now Keith and the others are all here.

It's all there.

Father lined up beside Hayato Bravo, his counterpart.

... it's still no good.

Can my father not move again?

The battle between the Magic King and his grandfather is still going on.

But it's almost over.

Because there is a time limit to summoning the Spirit.

It seemed like a battle between us, but...

There seems to be a slight difference.

Grandpa has been slashed several times.

It's just a piece of skin, right?

I'm bleeding, but I can't move.

Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Grandpa set it up!

Exactly the sword, but the Wizard King easily passed away.

And the intense sparks scattered.

A blow from each other hit each other with a sword?

"... what was that?"

"Oh, I didn't feel killing or madness."

Again.

Has Grandpa reached that point again?

I can only admire the Guardian Magic King, who easily beats the blow again.

... none of us have won against the Magic King yet.

Keith Yankee played Tengu's face, the biggest battle ever.

"... * giggle *!"

My grandfather was laughing.

It looks like it would be really fun.

Soon a new sword wound appeared on the right shoulder.

Still laughing!

"It has to be like this!"

Grandpa went into a rush.

But the Magic King did not move.

Shrug, parry and sometimes bounce back.

I don't take it directly from the front.

It's like you're dancing.

Was the time like a storm long or short?

Does that mean you can't even breathe?

Both movements stop.

In an instant the silence covers the surroundings.

Quiet.

It was too quiet.

"... no way."

It was Keith Yankee who broke the silence.

What do you want me to say?

I was prompted just by my gaze.

"... the ultimate weakness. A quick blow from there."

"What?"

"Keith Alpha. That's what we talked about.I don't think so... "

Oh, my God!

The swordsmanship that Keith Yankee saw when he confronted his grandfather in reality.

It is a simple technique that can only be regarded as the realm of God and Buddha.

It was a trick we all wanted to meet.

But it's far away.

Keith Yankee might be the closest to actually seeing it.

It was also that technique that captured the Tengu side of the Guardian Magic King at its tip.

If I had to tell him, he hasn't even done it yet.

I look at my grandfather again.

Definitely the ultimate weakness.

I don't think it exists there.

The same was true of the opposing Magic King.

As always, there is a smile in the mouth.

The quiet landscape was switching.

The two were switching positions.

It happened slowly, but even for a moment.

Where did your grandfather come from?

No, was there even a slashing motion?

I saw it anyway.

There's no lethality there.

I don't feel any shards of madness.

Definitely the ultimate swordsmanship!

The Tengu face of the Magic King was cut off and fell to the ground.

Someone was moaning.

But it was me.