In the past, I may never have hated demons as much as I did.
　Demons were predators, and at some point I had recognized them as such. I had accepted them as such.

　That way, no matter how many of his friends were killed and preyed upon, the question of "why" would not come to mind.

　But this time.....
　Loki looked down and bit down hard on his lip, under his shadow. The sensation of biting off a bite is felt through his teeth, and a faint taste of blood enters his mouth.
　Finally, he was able to take a breath and exhale. It's a poor way to admonish himself.

　Loki's eyes, staring at the monster, take in the scene he's projecting.

　It had indeed taken the form of a human being.
　It was over three meters tall, and its long, black hair was slightly dominating. The black wind was as if he was wearing a pitch black dress. The hem that hid her feet became a black wind that crawled on the ground, constantly flowing.
　The black dress that flows along the curve of the body - the black wind has substance like clothing.

　A certain feminine curvaceousness.
　It is a female-type demon that could be mistaken for a giant. Loki's eyes reflect the color of astonishment at the expression "feminine form". The shape of a person, something like that has been confirmed in the past, but when it comes to this level....

　A dress that covers up to the chest. The atmosphere of pure white skin like china, collarbones and shoulders, and tough arms stretching to the left and right, reminds me of a sculptural artistic imitation. The inorganic coldness cannot be wiped away, a beauty to be admired.
　A too unproportional place had made this work of art eerie.


　A big head that catches the eye next.
　Still, the line of a woman's slender jaw can be seen. From the nose, the black wedding veil was taut and shelved like the curtain.
　The made face is inexplicably familiar.

　Based on the information that was taken in, it's almost as if it was recreated........

"....the black bride.

　Loki has no idea what that means. But at a glance, he could only understand with certainty that the original was Felinella Socurrent. The jawline and the stringy nose showed her.

　But there was no human skin tint, and there were cracks running through her in places, as if it had been impossible to reproduce, such as the whiteness of white porcelain.

　It's hard to determine if the dress she wears is material or magical. I didn't even know if the expression "thick and thin" was appropriate.
　Although it was clothing as a substance, the edges of the hem had turned into a melted, thin wind.

(It was a demon, no doubt about it. Above all, Felinella-san was already...)

　It was as if it didn't respond to the name I just called it. Loki arrived here........no, he realized everything the moment he saw this demon.
　There was already no such thing as a possibility, not to mention the characteristics of the demon that Ars taught me, there was no such thing as a possibility.
　Demons remodel their bodies based on the information they take in. They evolve to the next stage, to the most suitable body.

　Eaten.
　What I knew. What I was prepared for.
　Even Loki is doing his best to hold back his taut chest. What would they do by showing this to Ars?

　Surely there is no point. The devoured will never return.
　Loki, who had seen humans get eaten many times, had only one choice to make.

'I will end it all. Even if it's in exchange for my life.

　Picking up the AWR he dropped, Loki swallowed his penance.......for not telling Ars.
　That he would be complete on his own.

　He had feelings for the same person. It's easy to understand each other without words.
　We're the same woman.
　I know it hurts, and that's why I couldn't forgive him.

''I don't know what your intentions are, but I will not allow you to just humiliate Felinella-san.

　Demons may have limbs, but no shape has ever been this close to a human before.
　A disproportionate figure for a monster.

　Loki's anger was about to reach its peak at the sight of this one's nerves.
　The more I look at it, the more insulting it looks.

　Without going on the warpath, Loki replaces all of his magic power with his control. The magic power that overflowed powerfully under her emotions is beginning to crackle and discharge.
　She holds the knife-type AWR in her fingers and the 【Gekka】 in her other hand. The electric current on the blade flashed with even greater intensity.

''--!

　Suddenly, Loki's eyes caught sight of the demon's chest in the shape of a Felinella.
　The chest was also white, like white porcelain, but my gaze was drawn to the stake protruding from the center of the crack that ran across the chest.
　It was not a stake, but more like a pitch-black square timber.

　Even with the use of detection, it's impossible to find the magic core inside the deposit.
　If that's the case, there might be a hint in that stake-like object. In any case, it's natural to think that it has some role to play.

　It's only natural to take the utmost caution against a high-ranking opponent.
　If you hit them head on, they will kill you.

'You can't take the high road you have to be evil to beat them.

　I mutter a little to myself, as if to remind myself. I know it. There is no need to even measure the difference in strength. The monster in front of me should be boasting a strength of a different order of magnitude.

(S-rate........)

　The corners of Loki's mouth lifted slightly.
　It must be higher than the S rate, and it's definitely a mutation.
　That being the case, there was no point in considering the rate, since there was no way to escape. Once I realized that, my shoulders began to relax.

　On the outside, you can decompress and get angry on the inside.

　Slowly pacing, Loki let a single tear drop out of his eyes.

'You wouldn't want Al to see that, would you? 'Mr. Felinella,'

　I don't know, but it's frustrating.
　Loki's role was only poured out to Ars, but that wasn't the only thing he had to do. Loki himself must have been thinking of her in no small part as he and his life at the academy.
　It's not just Ars, he must be a friend to Loki as well, after all. It's an important, important rival.

　The only people of the same s*x that you can call friends are the few people you met at the academy.
　This is the first time they were true friends.
　And the first time we said goodbye.

''Besides, I can't let Al meet you!

　An electric current gushed into Loki's legs as he tried to run with a forward leaning position.
　The initial speed using [Force] drowned out Loki's figure in an instant. He shakes off the tears that accumulate at the edges of his eyes and at once packs up to the demon.

　Loki, who relaxed his legs, slumped back and became half-formed, thrust out 【Gekka】.

''[Narikazuchi]

　Maximum power at close range. We have to do everything we can to see what's going on.
　This must be done as soon as possible. She would not want to be a part of the demon and stand in front of Ars. Loki also couldn't let Ars see her now, either.

　So he would carry it out with all his might. For him, for her ... a battle to squeeze out the power of power.
　You must find victory in the battle beyond your portion.

(How far can you cut it?)

　It is an extra large magic from close range that cannot be evaded. It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on it. It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on it.

　Aside from the technology, Loki's magic had completed the process from construction to expression in an instant.
　The ear-splitting roar of thunder, the white light instantly covered his vision.

　The destructive power that crumbles Felinella's shape and form.

　I'm not going to be able to get it right.
　But in front of his eyes, Loki could sense the lightning he had unleashed bursting forth. In an instant, one of the thunderstorms that rushed through and burned out without a second thought - the [ringing lightning] was dammed up.
　There was no violent discharge at the time of the collision, and it was played as if it had hit a huge wall.

''--Na!

　Like a flower blossoming, the lightning in front of me is split radially. There was no other way to say it was beautiful. There was no other way to say stunningly.
　It was a matter of whether it would lead to damage or not before.
　The flow of the black wind was obvious even without looking.
　The lightning was cracked cleanly along the flow created by the wind. The direction was being changed at a right angle in front of the enemy.

　The directionality of the [Narikazuchi] was guided by the air currents created by the wind.
　It's as if [Narikazuchi] himself avoided the enemy.