With Kamui in hand, I cut off Weiss several times.
　Weiss was using the magical threads that controlled the people of the demon race as a weapon to receive our attacks.
　He also attacked us at the right time.

　This was the second time I was fighting the demon race.
　However, this is the first time against a humanoid.

　I paid meticulous attention and alternated between attacking and defending so as not to show an opening.
　Fortunately, or rather, I've been able to fight alone so far.

　But ... it's strange.
　It's not as if it's moving halfway through, or sometimes it suddenly becomes slow.
　That happens, but our attack never reaches it.
　It's as if it's being played with...?

Well it's about time.
What did you say?
I mean, look at that. You'll see what's interesting.

　Weiss retreated backwards, taking a wide berth.
　I even went to the trouble of doing this.
　Thinking that the possibility of a trap is unlikely, we stop our hands for the moment as well.

　It was at that time.



　An intense shout ran through the battlefield, shaking it.
　That voice was........Rifa!

　I hurriedly turned around and saw that Rifa had tears in her eyes.

''Brother........!　Big brother, big brother, big brother!
"Rifa ... this is ...
What do you think? It'll be fun.

　Weiss's mouth twisted into an ugly smile.

'I got to see my brother again, the one I thought I'd never see again. That's very touching.'
Was that... your doing...?
Yeah, I know.
Why did you.... do that...?
You're asking a strange question. Must be funny, right?

　As if it were natural, Weiss answered that.
　He doesn't mean to stir us up, but he has a look on his face as if he has no other answer than that.

　Ah........................I see.
　I've just figured it out.

　This guy............is an enemy!

You!
Huh?

　The next thing I knew, my body was moving.
　As I ran, I sent a needle flying from Narkami to check him.
　I also flew the wire and restrained Weiss, and then slashed at him with a Kamui.

　However, the opponent would not be easily beaten either.
　Despite being restrained, I scoff at my freely movable fingers, and with a number of threads of magic power stacked on top of each other, I turn them into a shield to prevent my attack.

You're in the middle of talking to me and now you're going to attack me out of the blue. This is why humans are........
Shut up!　I don't want to hear another word about you!

　My body is hot.
　Anger builds up one after another, and I can't help it.
　I tried to stop my runaway body and calm my raging mind, but what little reasoning I had left....

　But in the end, those things will soon disappear.
　Anger.
　Anger.
　Anger.
　Endless rage drives me forward.

　Demons are not only incompatible with people, they are also incompatible with other creatures.
　They are the natural enemies of all living things.

　So it's understandable that they will turn on each other.
　I can understand that they fight and die as a result.

　Just........but I can't allow you to treat the other's corpse like a toy, trample their dignity, and hurt a girl like Rifa.
　I will never accept such a thing.

　Only this guy.........!

'Oh dear ... to fight in anger. Humans are so stupid. If you do that, you'll never be able to exert your ten powers.

　Threads of magical power extended from the fingers of both of Weiss' hands.
　Ten in total.
　As if there was no need to manipulate the corpse anymore, all of them were directed at me and turned into an attack.

　The ten threads of magic power swirled erratically like living creatures as they attacked me.
　From the front, from the back, from the right, from the left, from the top.......
　It's biting me from every possible angle, blocking my escape route.

Fireball Multi-Shot!

　The three threads of magic approaching from in front of you, intercepted by magic....

Matter Creation!

　The thread of magic looming from the blind spot produced and received a wall of stone.

''Sweet.''
What?

　Ten more threads of magical power were woven out.
　They were approaching from directly above and raining down on me like a meteor shower.

''d*mn!''
It's not over yet.

　Ten more threads of magic power were added to fill the space.
　A total of thirty threads of magic power.
　They unfold like a prison, blocking my escape route....
　And then it goes through the body.

'Guh!'

　I just can't avoid it, and I get hit in my right arm and right leg.
　It's like being pierced by a needle, and the wound itself is small and bleeds little.
　However, the pain is considerable, and the numbing shock spreads when I try to move my body.

''How's it going?　This is my power.
....
My magical thread is a combination of offense and defense. It doesn't give your opponent a chance to escape, nor does it allow them to attack.
....
''Let me tell you, this is not the limit. There are still dozens of threads of magic...
Shut up.
Hmm?

　It hurts, but I don't care about that kind of thing.
　My right arm and my right leg are pierced, and even a light movement of my right arm and leg sends a shock, but I don't care about that stuff.
　I can't care about that.

　Because there are people who are more hurt than me.
　Losing my brother....
　And then he uses your brother as a tool of war.
　Rifa's heart is hurt more than anyone else in the room.

　The guy who did such a joke.
　Demon tribe........Weiss.

　I will never forgive you!