"............

"...... worried? Nell

　When asked next to her, the brave girl hesitated for a moment before nodding her head.

I'm sure that man ...... is an adventurer of Orihalcon class (・・・・・・・・・), right?

　Currently, the raid on the castle is running very smoothly.

　Although I was expecting to receive a warm welcome from the soldiers for attacking the royal castle, it seems that not only are they not hostile towards us, but more than half of them are helping us to subdue the prince's soldiers inside the castle.

　I've been aware that some of the soldiers are still loyal to His Majesty, but I hadn't counted them among my allies because of the difficulty in distinguishing them from the prince's soldiers: ...... This is a pleasant miscalculation.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about the reason for this is because of the assault on the main gate of the capital and the fact that we were able to get the majority of the prince's dogs out of the castle in order to put down the armed uprising by the citizens of the capital, who had built up a lot of resentment.

　It was Carotta herself who fueled the uprising ...... but if the enemy can be defeated with a pretty face (・・・・・・), then there is no need for them (・・・・・・).

　--He uses whatever he can get his hands on.

　As well as his combat ability, his flexible thinking was a major reason for Carrotta's appointment as the top commander in the field.

　You will find that you will be able to get the most out of the mission as well as the most difficult task as the masked man, who was supposed to capture the enemy's watchmen, has somehow rescued His Majesty first.

　The fact that this is actually the case is a little bit of a headache, but the fact that it's actually accompanied by Carotta and the others is a bit of a headache, but it can't be helped.
　You'll be able to get away from them as soon as possible! I would like to yell at him, but the king's determination seems to be firm. It will be difficult to encourage him to change his mind.

　So from here on out, we'll just have to protect it, even if it means literally cutting down on its life.

　And yet another thing she misreads greatly - the man who attacked her earlier, the girl next to her is concerned about.

　As for the Adventurer's Guild, they remained completely neutral on the matter and abstained from intervention, so I figured that at least they would not turn against us.

You're going to be able to find out what you're going to be able to do with it. I'm sure that if the main weapon is the one the mask was carrying, as he said, it will certainly be more of a hindrance to cover up.

　That huge, single-edged sword with its interestingly curved, stunningly beautiful red blade.

　If you can wield it, your allies are certainly in your way. Perhaps I can see the future of cutting down your allies as soon as you wave it around.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the future.

　The man who attacked the mask.

　His face is familiar to anyone in this country who works in the field of combat.

　His street name is--The War Freak.

　He is one of the most powerful men in the adventurer's guild, and one of the most powerful men that the adventurer's guild couldn't get rid of, because he is an Oryhalcon class that has one foot in the hero's shoes.

　--He was also one of the most troubled children in the world, who was willing to show his face anywhere on the battlefield.


　　　* * * *


"Phew--!

　You'll be able to avoid the sharp sword flashes of the battle madman by twisting slightly and waving the flame of sin in return.

　Knowing that my slash is unusually heavy, the enemy never tries to meet my attack head-on, but instead uses his own sword to repel the flame of sin.

　The flame of sin splits the earth, and the earth is scattered violently.

　I'm trying to launch a follow-up attack, but it wriggles like a living creature, and yet it still manages to hit me right on the head, so I jump backwards, clicking my tongue as I evade.

Huhuh, what a ridiculous amount of power! And the quickness of its reaction! That's great, Mask!

"Shut up! Don't turn that freaky, ecstatic face towards me! I get goosebumps!

　I held up my middle finger with the hand that wasn't holding the weapon, swearing.


　Name: Regillus.
　Race: Human
　Class: Sword Demon
　Level: 84
　HP: 2331/2331
　MP: 1018/1018
　Muscle strength: 704
　Durability: 703
　Agility: 767
　Magical power: 398
　Dexterity: 1122
　Good luck: 105
　Specific skills: Fortitude, adversity
　Skills: swordsmanship lv7, bodywork lv4, spotting lv4, crisis detection lv5
　Titles: combat madness, sword madness, Orihalcon class adventurer, the living in the line of death


　--This guy is really strong.

　I'm slightly better in status, but there's a big difference in sword skills.
　The two unique skills are not something I've had time to look at in detail, but from the letter, they are probably something that works at the last minute or at the point of death.

　I've already cut up with this guy several times, and although he seems to be competitive for now, he's only able to fight against the opponent's terrifyingly skilled swordsmanship with the power of a demon king.

　If the difference in status was a little smaller, I would have had a huge shower from my neck or a blade sprouting from my chest.

　I'm really thankful for the strong body of the demon king. Long live the demon king. Long live the dungeon.

　I live in the forest of the demon world and hunt demons quite often, so I have had many opportunities to fight ...... but to be honest, I haven't really challenged the powerful enemy of powerful enemies.

　No wonder. I don't like killing each other.

　The need to secure DP is what drives me to hunt demons, and I don't want to put myself in that kind of danger when there's nothing else out there.
　Moreover, even when fighting a strong enemy, if you're in the forest of the demon world, my trusty partner Ril will always be by my side.

　Oh, God, I desperately want to bury my face in lil's body hair and fluff it. I want to mooch like crazy, ignoring Lil' who looks at me like she's in trouble.

　It's totally ...... unfortunate. Why do I have to kill each other alone with this creepy pervert?

　It's all the prince's fault. I'll kill him myself for sure.

You're so lame! I've been pining for you this long, you know!

　It's a good idea to prevent the perverted bastard's sword that came at once with the end of his words by putting the flame of sin between them, but because I was momentarily distracted by that, I was struck in the abdomen by a regular fist thrust from the opposite hand that held the opponent's sword.

"Gaffu--

　It's a good idea to have a good time with your friends and family.

I'm not going to be able to get away with it.

　It's a good idea to use that half twist of the body and no longer have a stance or anything, but just throw a desperate spinning kick into the perverted bastard, the opponent was struck by the emptiness or was unable to evade in time, and my kick stabbed into his shoulder sharply.

　The battle-crazed pervert who got hit by the demon king's serious kick went flying off like trash, and hit the wall of the royal castle and stopped.



Drown!

　To take advantage of this opportunity, I instantly concocted my magic, activated the water dragon's magic and released it to the pervert.

　The impact of the collision stops the movement for a moment, but when I caught the dragon's gong approaching me, I instantly flew sideways with the reaction speed of a stone and ducked it.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find the best way to get the best out of it.

　--I'm going to kill him with a single blow before he can activate his unique skill!

　I'm not going to be the only one who has the ability to make use of this kind of information.

　It's not just a matter of time before you are able to get the best out of it, it's also a matter of time before you are able to get the best out of it.


　A moment later, the flame rises rapidly from the ground and colors the field of view bright red.


It's not a good idea.

　The pervert let out an exclamation of surprise.

　This is the magic circuit I asked for and Leila put together (・・・・・・・・・).

　It's the same time as the magic is poured in and activated, the red blade emits a flame just as the name implies, and the slices are set ablaze.
　It is possible to adjust the amount of flame generated by the amount of magic flowed in, and the current huge flame is a medium output.

　I was thinking of creating a magic circuit myself, but after thinking it over, I found Leila who is good at that kind of thing, so why don't we just leave it to her without having to do it ourselves? When I asked her to try out a new technique in sorcery circuits that she had been working on recently, Leila readily agreed.

　And she successfully created a circuit that met my requirements.

　I'll have Leila work on the other two as soon as she comes up with them as well.

　It's a good idea to make sure that you're not going to have to worry about the fact that you're not going to have to worry about the fact that you're not going to have to worry about the fact that you're not going to have to worry about the fact that you're not going to have to worry about the fact that you're not going to have to worry about it.

　A light sound.

　A moment later, on the other side of the flame, there is the sound of something exploding.

　The flame is receding - gone!

　Instantly, your crisis-sensing skills tell your whole body that you are in an intense crisis.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find the best way to get the most out of this one.

　I couldn't finish him off. ......!

"Hahaha! You're good!

　Even as he spits blood from his mouth, the man aims the sword's point straight at my nuts and lets out a sharp thrust.

　The sword is on its way.

　Perhaps due to its extreme condition, it's like a frame-by-frame motion, slowly and gradually coming closer and closer to my eyes.

　--It's impossible. There's no way to avoid it.

　In the midst of the accelerated momentary thoughts, I made that decision, almost unconsciously.

　I almost unconsciously put one hand between them.


　--A sword stabbing through it.


　Running, intense pain.

　So miserable and painful that I want to scream.

　But... if I can feel the pain, I'm not dead.

　I'm not dead yet.

　The man's sword plunges into my arm, causing me to slightly dislodge the thrust and graze my head.

　I immediately pull my other hand out to form a hand - this time I take a firm aim and shoot a straight line into the man's heart.

　--First, the hard feel of bone.

　Then the unpleasant feeling of soft flesh against my fingertips, and then, from the man's back, my arm sprouts.

　Fresh blood.

　Blood spatters like a flower petal.

　The man, sewn to my arm, stops moving and slowly looks down to see his chest pierced by my arm, then slowly looks up again.

...... That was fun.

　Cuffed, spitting out blood, grinned - and then cut off consciousness forever.

　With a thud, I pull the bloody arm from the man's chest.

　At the same time, I also grinned at the battle maniac who collapsed to his knees and fell to the ground motionless.



You're not quite up to snuff when it comes to challenging the Demon King.