It was the first time today that Beshgam smiled.

'Being chased ... this other person coming at me at a rapid rate to my strength?

　The smile disappears from Beshgam's face.
　He turned over and grabbed the tube cap he was wearing.

The sensation of someone coming on to your strength is unexpected and boring. I'm sure you'll be able to find the best way to get the most out of this article.

　Beshgam took off his tube cap and released it on the ground.

'That was unexpectedly boring.

　The wind shook the trees in the forest.
　The tube caps rolled in the wind.

'The fact that others other than myself are rapidly growing and closing in on me is just an eyesore... hmm, apparently I wasn't looking for a true 'enemy'.

　Beshgam's dark hair swept in the wind.

'It was a little, surprising to find myself like that. It was funny, and I couldn't help but smile. I've noticed. I've realized that I really like myself. I'm sure I'm not the only one with absolute strength. I'm sure that I'm the only one who is absolutely strong, and that's all that matters, isn't it? I was never looking for a sworn enemy.

　Beshgam chuckled briefly.

'What a little thing at all. This is no way to laugh at Masso. The only person to be perfected as a human being and reigning in this world as the absolute strongest is me, and I may be vulgar too, depending on how you look at it. But--

　Beshgum's smile faded again and he stepped forward.

'I have a lot of faith in myself, you know?　For me, "Bescham Angren" is an existence that approaches the concept of God. In other words, I am a human being, but I am also a god. I'm sublime. Therefore...

　As if to pronounce a sentence, the besh gum

Don't be a prude, cursed man.

　He stuck his fingertips at Kurohiko.

"You're not going to come on to me.

　The summary of what he is saying is probably this.

　You don't need anyone to come close to your strength.
　Only you need to be the strongest.

　Beshgam Angren.
　His ideas seem to be in a contrasting position to that hibigami.
　Beshgam doesn't want anyone stronger than himself.
　On the other hand, I had the impression that the man, Hibigami, was looking for a strong man to defeat him.
　In other words, he had a way of fighting that lured people to greater heights.

　A man who looked at Kurohiko's rapidly growing body and felt that he was an eyesore.
　A man who was tinged with glee as he watched Kurohiko grow so rapidly.

　If you compare it to the idea of the world that Sagara Kurohiko was originally from, it may be similar to the difference between those who seek the principle of competition and those who abhor it.
　Which is right and which is evil, of course, will depend on the beholder.

　--They are both real and human.

　At first glance, they seem to be inhuman, but the emotions that either of them have are not unusual for a human being to have.
　In a corner of his consciousness, 'he' thought that way.

''Something doesn't feel right... does it?''

　Beshgam takes another step closer to Krohico.
　Yes.
　There was a reason why Kurohiko hadn't moved with his limbs on the ground from earlier, leaving Beshgam to speak.
　An uncomfortable feeling stirring inside his body.
　It was a sensation that gradually swelled up as he fought against Beshgam.
　A sensation, similar to a feeling of vomiting.

　Kurohiko growled while glistening the saliva that dripped from the edge of his mouth.

''Guh........guh.........''

　A moment later - Beshugam attacked.
　A series of sharp kicks came flying at his face.
　Kurohiko evades, but the barrage of beshgum fists, which are like small-scale tornadoes, do not give her a break.
　Even if he remains on the defensive, he will be pushed back.



　Kurohiko's body is filled with energy and he tries to fight back.
　Then the exchange of blows begins again.
　A series of fist blows, like a giant hammer, hits Kurohiko from above.
　Kurohiko's body sinks and her feet gradually sink into the ground.



　The fistfight that took place before Beshgam began to talk about himself.
　To some observers, it might have appeared to be an even match.　
　But in reality, Krohiko was being pushed and defeated on the whole.
　In contrast to the damage that Kurohiko had taken, the damage that Beshgam had taken seemed too little.

　In the first place, the fact that that tube cap didn't come off during the battle is itself an indication of Beshgam's leeway.
　Doesn't it tell us that his movements were not so intense for him?
　The same is true for the third curse that he received on his back.
　At that time, Beshgam was trying to break the 'Demon Eater'.
　He couldn't use the magical imprint that hardens the skin due to the power of the 'Demon Eater'.
　However, he was able to receive the Third Curse on his back.
　It didn't matter.
　Perhaps to Beschgum Angren, the magical mark was only a plaything.
　He spoke of himself as an absolute powerhouse.
　That word is not a lie.
　This man is an absolute powerhouse.
　That is an unshakable fact.
　But that's not all.

　It's up.

　Kurohiko felt it.
　The attack power of the beshugam, even more than a moment ago, had risen.
　The front kick, which has been thrust in like a staking machine from the other day, the front kick.
　The power, the speed, the clear increase in the power, the clear increase in speed.

I'm also surprised. Hate, disgust, jealousy, hatred........ I didn't know that putting emotions that I thought were vulgar on board would give me so much power to attack. I can't make fun of my brothers in this regard. Thank you, man of the d*mned!

　A spinning kick from Beshgam catches Kurohiko in the temple.

'Gah........'

　With a twitching pain, my neck made a squeaking sound.
　Then the foot comes off the ground.
　As it is, he falls down from the side of his head and Kurohiko chews the dirt.
　Immediately after.

Gue.........gue.......!

　Kurohiko spat out what was left in his stomach.

'The effects of using the forbidden curse ... you've been eaten by your own power, man of the forbidden curse.

　The violent vomiting and simultaneously, the erosion of consciousness into the territory of the territory receded, and Kurohiko--

　　　　　　　　　　*

　--I can feel it.

　I'm getting eaten.
　It's getting me.

"Yeah, mosquito bite.

　You will soon understand.
　It's beyond.
　Tolerances.
　The limit.
　The beast that lives inside me feeds on its opponent's power.
　It absorbs.
　But the power of the beshgam was too great for it to devour.
　For example, it could be said to be in a state where only the appetite is enlarged, while the stomach is already too puffy to endure.
　
　With Hibigami, that guy matched my strength, so it was probably okay.
　

　I can feel the changes in my body slowly returning to normal.
　However, I haven't broken the second realm of the eighth ban, so my left arm is still changing.

''d*mn.

　Aside from the fact that his consciousness was not completely taken over by the 'beast'

I guess the transition to f*cking shit has run its course.

　Beshgam swung his legs up.

　What to do?
　How are we going to beat this guy?

It's over, d*mned man.

　The hard soles of besh gum pouring down.

'I forbid--'

　Beshgam's foot stomped across his face.

　The bones in his face scream.
　Delayed pain.
　My nose must have snapped off.

It's no use. "And it's too late. You will die a horrible death.

　The one-sided violation has begun.

　I brace my body with my arms and legs.
　Evasion is impossible.
　In this situation, there's no choice but to go on the defensive.
　But what to do?
　What's your next move?
　It was then.

'Oh, no!'

　I heard Makina's voice.

'Maki.......na na.......'

　A few of the strikes from Beshgam loosen up a bit.
　But that doesn't stop Beshgam from attacking it.
　He's a man without a care in the world.
　I see an opening and slam my fist into the bottom of Beshgam's foot a few times.
　But it doesn't seem to be working.
　I can't understand the expressions on the faces of Beshgam and Makina-san.
　In this situation, only voices--.

Enough!　That's enough!　I was ... I was wrong!　You Four Deadly Disasters came to kill me, didn't you!　Because I was planning to kill the Four Deadly Plagues and because I had heard somewhere that my companion in that plan, Shanatrice, was going to visit Renowthred, you came to Renowthred!　Then kill me!　I'm not thinking about killing the Four Deadly Sins!　I'll surrender my life here and I promise!　So please don't kill him I don't care what you do to me but please forgive me. Please ... forgive me for my country.

　His voice was full of regret and trembling.

　No, Makina-san.
　This guy isn't the kind of guy who would forgive someone for that.
　Besides, Beshgam didn't look like he knew Makina-san and Shanatrice either, even though they had seen him.
　They should have already heard his name and his name, but I don't get the sense that they had any idea what he was doing.
　The objective was not Makina-san and the others.

　Beshgam's feet being pushed down without pause.
　Crap.
　But we have to get out of this situation somehow--

What do you mean?
What?

　Makina's voice was stunned by Beshgam's reaction.

'You, what the hell are you talking about?　You think we're here to kill you?　I don't know what you're talking about. We are here in Renowthred for a reason.

　Like I don't understand, said Beshgam.

"Cecily Arkwright, sir?