Chapter 201: 197 ただ真っすぐに、突き進む
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I decided to do it, but the fact remains that the only opponent I will be fighting is the soul of the demon king, but that doesn't change the fact that he is the demon king.
That is to say, even though it's a fantasy company, it's a heavy burden for me, a chief, to take on the challenge.
I am in the midst of experiencing the word "mighty" in my own mind.
You'll feel an uncommon pressure just by facing it, and your attacks will be blocked at every turn.
Are you sure you can handle it? And every time a question pops into the corner of your mind, you blow it away with gusto.
The opponent is indeed a powerful being, but not an enduring one.
The borderline required is high, but a certain amount of offensive power will hurt, and even the supposedly inexhaustible magic power has its limits.
Just because the end is far away doesn't mean it's not there.
Such an ordeal as if you were walking in search of the end of the desert.
This one's a bit tight.
But as I thought before, in this situation, there are various factors such as items that weaken the opponent, a lack of intuition in battle, and rust in their magic management abilities that have brought us to a line that we can barely cope with.
This is not a situation where we can conserve our strength in such an environment.
You have to be able to save your energy in the face of a magical storm that is heavy with rainstorms and blow after blow, and you'll use your energy like hot water.
You are able to overflow with complaints with a single laugh, but your opponent's attacks never cease while you are spilling.
The armor that was provided for you is scratched all over and your breathing is flat for how long?
Your mind is buoyed by the fact that the mineral tree is still intact and the sensation that grows sharper with each attack.
And there's no time to look back, but the support from Kaido and the others is dwindling.
The sense of duty to support them is also giving me some vitality, albeit a small one.
I've never had a positive frame of mind in my previous company, and I know I can still do it.
But I was also aware that the limit is not so far away when we are fighting on the psychological side.
We haven't hit our knees yet, but the red line is finally in sight.
If I crossed that line, I wouldn't be safe.
Up in the sky, Himikku is battling the twin angels.
The tide seems to be turning in Himik's favor, but it's far from settled.
If we can hold it until then, we can get back on track a bit.
If we can get back on track, we can still make a breakthrough.
So, well, it's not hopeless yet.
The hope of possibility has not yet been crushed.
Until that fact disappears, I'll just hang in there and put my company spirit into it.
Sure, every part of my body has come to ache in this short amount of time.
But it's not stuck, and it's not fatal.
Then it's always good to be able to disregard some wounds in order to achieve your goal.
Will you give me my man back, please? That expressionless face doesn't suit that man.
You are thinking about it, but this time you provoke your opponent not with a bitter smile, but with a fearless smile.
The arm that has been busily moving around is still slashing magic, with hatred only in its eyes, trying to deal with us with a Noh mask-like expression.
The expression on his face is so annoying that he shakes the mineral tree with such force that it blows away his fatigue.
I think my voice is heard.
But the person in front of me doesn't respond at all.
"■■■■■■■■■■■
Instead, inaudible words are spun around your mouth, and all at once the magic unfolds.
The move looks and sounds familiar.
It's a technique called shortened chanting.
It's an advanced technique I learned from my instructor, Fusio, which he showed me like a nightmare when he was teaching me.
It's a technique, not a skill.
It's a difficult skill to learn, but anyone can acquire it, and it's a skill that anyone who uses magic wants to learn.
A skilled wizard can use shortened chanting to sound out multiple magic chants to form parallel magic chants, and at the same time activate magic, and when mastered to the max, it is as effective or more effective than chanting, even though it is nearly chantless.
I couldn't understand my opponent's words because I heard multiple magic chants overlapping each other.
An expert can tell the type of magic from the sounds, but I'm not that skilled yet.
I realize as we fight that I still have a lot to learn.
But your body runs against these thoughts, circulating magic as best it can against your thoughts.
You lower your posture, so low that you feel like you're crawling from an angle rather than running, and you approach, diving through derivative magic, beginning with the basic elements of fire, wind, water, and earth, and ending with lightning, ice, and darkness.
And then a blow . Even though you know you will be blocked, you attack firmly.
But you don't linger.
I know that if we stand still, we'll be turned into a hive.
So, to minimize our damage, we've been working on hit and away, moving closer and further apart.
But that's about to change.
I'm starting to get the feel for it.
Almost there.
The barrier that was initially flicked off, now the blade runs and doesn't bounce anymore.
I've come to realize that I'm gradually moving from a sense of not being able to cut to a sense of being able to cut.
I've recently realized that this is a sensation unique to those who hold a blade rather than swordsmen.
The demon king's barrier is hard.
But it's not impossible to cut them.
You won't be able to cut when you think you can't, but I've learned that if you think you can, you will eventually be able to cut.
"I'll cut.
A barrier that deploys to obstruct the vanguard as it approaches a certain distance.
Instead of a half-dome shape like a membrane, the tip of the blade slightly dug into the barrier as you swing the mineral tree at the barrier, which is about the size of a tatami mat.
The desire to do something is transmitted to my brain, and the spinal cord and nerves, the parts of my body that move through reflexes, repeatedly make fine adjustments to bring the extra force and lack of movement closer to my ideal.
Cutting.
I trace the same spot with the returning blade and it digs in deeper.
It's as if my body has a workshop for repeated trials and errors, and each time I strike, the blade leaves a sharp wound in the opponent's barrier.
Push through!
And before the magic that was released to shake me off could reach me, the third time the blade to return cut down the demon king's barrier.
Kaha! You can cut!
Immediately afterwards, I jumped backwards to duck the magic that was landing and used the blast created by the magical bombardment to drop back down to the south.
Satisfied with your achievement, you've landed in a good spot.
Yo. What do you think, guys? Are you guys having fun?
"We don't have time to have fun.
Yeah, you know. I'm better than I thought I would be, but it's not all fine.
Is this the real fight, that it is?
It's not battlefield air, but they are coming to kill us.
All three of us are feeling bad, if not overwhelmed by the atmosphere.
But that's okay.
Well, we'll hear about the complaints and whatnot over drinks later. For now, just focus on the one in front of you.
"Oops.
You don't have to tell me.
I have a feeling it's an impossible task, that I do, but looking at our leader, I have a feeling we're going to have to do something about it, that I do.
These guys are not broken yet.
They are able to put aside their bad feelings, because they need to, and focus on what's in front of them.
If your mind isn't broken, your body can move.
But that will eventually come to an end.
Physically, you can go until the potion wears off, but honestly, I'd like to see Himik back in the line of fire sooner rather than later.
We'll hold out until the breakthrough comes.
It's the only thing you can do now.
Your body is starting to creak and you start running again.
The battle in the sky is becoming more and more intense.
The battle in the sky is getting fiercer and fiercer... you've shifted your consciousness from that direction to the front, and you're reconnecting with the spirit of the demon king again.
Every minute the hands are ticking away until the time is up.
I suppress my impatient feeling and give my all.
Another side
Sis, you look so sorry to be like that. Don't you think so, Sheik?
Yes, I think so. Your sister is really stupid to have her beautiful wings turned so black. Hey, Meek.
I answered the Lord's words and went up into the sky, and waiting for me was the same figure I remembered, giggling and laughing at my now fallen form.
......
I will not be offended by that mockery.
This is the figure I wanted to be.
So I have nothing to feel guilty about.
And now I like my black wings.
Hmm! The Lord said it was beautiful, and the night, oops, this doesn't matter now.
Now on earth, the Lord is fighting desperately.
The way I see it, it's not going to happen any time soon, but we shouldn't take too long.
We need to get this done soon.
Oh no, sister, she's going to fight us, Sikh.
"Yes, you look like you have a very nice armor, but your sister seems to have forgotten it in her long sleep, Meek.
When I silently held my weapon at the ready, with no words to exchange with my sister, her smile deepened to say that it was even funnier.
What's funny and a question mark hovers over your helmet.
Sheikh, Himikku has never beaten us.
Miik, we won the mock battle, and we won hands down. I wonder how long the weakest of the sisters will last against the two of us.
Hmm, I see.
It seems I've been licked by my two sisters.
Hmm, I see.
Sik, what's going on with your sister nodding quietly?
Myk, you're not the sister we know. What's going on?
"Normally, a troubled-looking sister with a weapon at the ready.
"And the best we can do is to prevent our attacks, sister.
Come to think of it, I've certainly never won a fight with my sisters.
I had my reasons.
But I never once told the other sisters why.
And I thought that reason was an excuse, and yet I tried to do something about it.
Because my efforts have not paid off, the Creator and my sisters have called me a failure, and my sisters have treated me like a sheik or a meik.
It's all my fault, it's my fault.
Well, it's all right. Well, now I'm going to follow that brave man's words and defeat your sister and the people below.
Yes, finally, let's take down the weak demon king for the main course.
I couldn't always beat my sisters in a mock fight.
"Hmm, so, sister.
Be prepared.
With spears at the ready, the two of them come at me in clean coordination.
I can see them clearly.
Sheik is the decoy and his third attack is the real target.
If I've learned that.
"What?
Sheik!
There are many ways to deal with it.
I just feel a little sorry for my sisters.
I can't take it easy on them.
I've told you before, Lord, I'm no good at going easy on my sisters.
Let me tell you one thing. Let me tell you one thing: We're sisters, and I've always tried not to hurt you. Because the Creator did not want us sisters to fight. So, no matter how much slander I've heard before, I've always tried not to hurt you.
No, there's no need to take it easy anymore.
"But I've got the Lord I'd give anything to protect. I have gained the Lord, whom I am willing to protect at all costs.
So, sheikh, mikh.
It's time to pull out. Let it go if the sisters leave for good.
"Cheeky, just because you blocked our attack once,
"Well, we haven't lost yet,
I turned to my sisters for the first time and said, "Well, then I'm not afraid to give it my all.
Well, then I feel free to give it my all.
I will wield this power.
Before the Lord, there are no two words of defeat in me.
Another side END
Word of the Day
If you know what to do, just run for it.
But be careful not to fall down, okay?
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
I decided to do it, but the fact remains that the only opponent I will be fighting is the soul of the demon king, but that doesn't change the fact that he is the demon king.
That is to say, even though it's a fantasy company, it's a heavy burden for me, a chief, to take on the challenge.
I am in the midst of experiencing the word "mighty" in my own mind.
You'll feel an uncommon pressure just by facing it, and your attacks will be blocked at every turn.
Are you sure you can handle it? And every time a question pops into the corner of your mind, you blow it away with gusto.
The opponent is indeed a powerful being, but not an enduring one.
The borderline required is high, but a certain amount of offensive power will hurt, and even the supposedly inexhaustible magic power has its limits.
Just because the end is far away doesn't mean it's not there.
Such an ordeal as if you were walking in search of the end of the desert.
This one's a bit tight.
But as I thought before, in this situation, there are various factors such as items that weaken the opponent, a lack of intuition in battle, and rust in their magic management abilities that have brought us to a line that we can barely cope with.
This is not a situation where we can conserve our strength in such an environment.
You have to be able to save your energy in the face of a magical storm that is heavy with rainstorms and blow after blow, and you'll use your energy like hot water.
You are able to overflow with complaints with a single laugh, but your opponent's attacks never cease while you are spilling.
The armor that was provided for you is scratched all over and your breathing is flat for how long?
Your mind is buoyed by the fact that the mineral tree is still intact and the sensation that grows sharper with each attack.
And there's no time to look back, but the support from Kaido and the others is dwindling.
The sense of duty to support them is also giving me some vitality, albeit a small one.
I've never had a positive frame of mind in my previous company, and I know I can still do it.
But I was also aware that the limit is not so far away when we are fighting on the psychological side.
We haven't hit our knees yet, but the red line is finally in sight.
If I crossed that line, I wouldn't be safe.
Up in the sky, Himikku is battling the twin angels.
The tide seems to be turning in Himik's favor, but it's far from settled.
If we can hold it until then, we can get back on track a bit.
If we can get back on track, we can still make a breakthrough.
So, well, it's not hopeless yet.
The hope of possibility has not yet been crushed.
Until that fact disappears, I'll just hang in there and put my company spirit into it.
Sure, every part of my body has come to ache in this short amount of time.
But it's not stuck, and it's not fatal.
Then it's always good to be able to disregard some wounds in order to achieve your goal.
Will you give me my man back, please? That expressionless face doesn't suit that man.
You are thinking about it, but this time you provoke your opponent not with a bitter smile, but with a fearless smile.
The arm that has been busily moving around is still slashing magic, with hatred only in its eyes, trying to deal with us with a Noh mask-like expression.
The expression on his face is so annoying that he shakes the mineral tree with such force that it blows away his fatigue.
I think my voice is heard.
But the person in front of me doesn't respond at all.
"■■■■■■■■■■■
Instead, inaudible words are spun around your mouth, and all at once the magic unfolds.
The move looks and sounds familiar.
It's a technique called shortened chanting.
It's an advanced technique I learned from my instructor, Fusio, which he showed me like a nightmare when he was teaching me.
It's a technique, not a skill.
It's a difficult skill to learn, but anyone can acquire it, and it's a skill that anyone who uses magic wants to learn.
A skilled wizard can use shortened chanting to sound out multiple magic chants to form parallel magic chants, and at the same time activate magic, and when mastered to the max, it is as effective or more effective than chanting, even though it is nearly chantless.
I couldn't understand my opponent's words because I heard multiple magic chants overlapping each other.
An expert can tell the type of magic from the sounds, but I'm not that skilled yet.
I realize as we fight that I still have a lot to learn.
But your body runs against these thoughts, circulating magic as best it can against your thoughts.
You lower your posture, so low that you feel like you're crawling from an angle rather than running, and you approach, diving through derivative magic, beginning with the basic elements of fire, wind, water, and earth, and ending with lightning, ice, and darkness.
And then a blow . Even though you know you will be blocked, you attack firmly.
But you don't linger.
I know that if we stand still, we'll be turned into a hive.
So, to minimize our damage, we've been working on hit and away, moving closer and further apart.
But that's about to change.
I'm starting to get the feel for it.
Almost there.
The barrier that was initially flicked off, now the blade runs and doesn't bounce anymore.
I've come to realize that I'm gradually moving from a sense of not being able to cut to a sense of being able to cut.
I've recently realized that this is a sensation unique to those who hold a blade rather than swordsmen.
The demon king's barrier is hard.
But it's not impossible to cut them.
You won't be able to cut when you think you can't, but I've learned that if you think you can, you will eventually be able to cut.
"I'll cut.
A barrier that deploys to obstruct the vanguard as it approaches a certain distance.
Instead of a half-dome shape like a membrane, the tip of the blade slightly dug into the barrier as you swing the mineral tree at the barrier, which is about the size of a tatami mat.
The desire to do something is transmitted to my brain, and the spinal cord and nerves, the parts of my body that move through reflexes, repeatedly make fine adjustments to bring the extra force and lack of movement closer to my ideal.
Cutting.
I trace the same spot with the returning blade and it digs in deeper.
It's as if my body has a workshop for repeated trials and errors, and each time I strike, the blade leaves a sharp wound in the opponent's barrier.
Push through!
And before the magic that was released to shake me off could reach me, the third time the blade to return cut down the demon king's barrier.
Kaha! You can cut!
Immediately afterwards, I jumped backwards to duck the magic that was landing and used the blast created by the magical bombardment to drop back down to the south.
Satisfied with your achievement, you've landed in a good spot.
Yo. What do you think, guys? Are you guys having fun?
"We don't have time to have fun.
Yeah, you know. I'm better than I thought I would be, but it's not all fine.
Is this the real fight, that it is?
It's not battlefield air, but they are coming to kill us.
All three of us are feeling bad, if not overwhelmed by the atmosphere.
But that's okay.
Well, we'll hear about the complaints and whatnot over drinks later. For now, just focus on the one in front of you.
"Oops.
You don't have to tell me.
I have a feeling it's an impossible task, that I do, but looking at our leader, I have a feeling we're going to have to do something about it, that I do.
These guys are not broken yet.
They are able to put aside their bad feelings, because they need to, and focus on what's in front of them.
If your mind isn't broken, your body can move.
But that will eventually come to an end.
Physically, you can go until the potion wears off, but honestly, I'd like to see Himik back in the line of fire sooner rather than later.
We'll hold out until the breakthrough comes.
It's the only thing you can do now.
Your body is starting to creak and you start running again.
The battle in the sky is becoming more and more intense.
The battle in the sky is getting fiercer and fiercer... you've shifted your consciousness from that direction to the front, and you're reconnecting with the spirit of the demon king again.
Every minute the hands are ticking away until the time is up.
I suppress my impatient feeling and give my all.
Another side
Sis, you look so sorry to be like that. Don't you think so, Sheik?
Yes, I think so. Your sister is really stupid to have her beautiful wings turned so black. Hey, Meek.
I answered the Lord's words and went up into the sky, and waiting for me was the same figure I remembered, giggling and laughing at my now fallen form.
......
I will not be offended by that mockery.
This is the figure I wanted to be.
So I have nothing to feel guilty about.
And now I like my black wings.
Hmm! The Lord said it was beautiful, and the night, oops, this doesn't matter now.
Now on earth, the Lord is fighting desperately.
The way I see it, it's not going to happen any time soon, but we shouldn't take too long.
We need to get this done soon.
Oh no, sister, she's going to fight us, Sikh.
"Yes, you look like you have a very nice armor, but your sister seems to have forgotten it in her long sleep, Meek.
When I silently held my weapon at the ready, with no words to exchange with my sister, her smile deepened to say that it was even funnier.
What's funny and a question mark hovers over your helmet.
Sheikh, Himikku has never beaten us.
Miik, we won the mock battle, and we won hands down. I wonder how long the weakest of the sisters will last against the two of us.
Hmm, I see.
It seems I've been licked by my two sisters.
Hmm, I see.
Sik, what's going on with your sister nodding quietly?
Myk, you're not the sister we know. What's going on?
"Normally, a troubled-looking sister with a weapon at the ready.
"And the best we can do is to prevent our attacks, sister.
Come to think of it, I've certainly never won a fight with my sisters.
I had my reasons.
But I never once told the other sisters why.
And I thought that reason was an excuse, and yet I tried to do something about it.
Because my efforts have not paid off, the Creator and my sisters have called me a failure, and my sisters have treated me like a sheik or a meik.
It's all my fault, it's my fault.
Well, it's all right. Well, now I'm going to follow that brave man's words and defeat your sister and the people below.
Yes, finally, let's take down the weak demon king for the main course.
I couldn't always beat my sisters in a mock fight.
"Hmm, so, sister.
Be prepared.
With spears at the ready, the two of them come at me in clean coordination.
I can see them clearly.
Sheik is the decoy and his third attack is the real target.
If I've learned that.
"What?
Sheik!
There are many ways to deal with it.
I just feel a little sorry for my sisters.
I can't take it easy on them.
I've told you before, Lord, I'm no good at going easy on my sisters.
Let me tell you one thing. Let me tell you one thing: We're sisters, and I've always tried not to hurt you. Because the Creator did not want us sisters to fight. So, no matter how much slander I've heard before, I've always tried not to hurt you.
No, there's no need to take it easy anymore.
"But I've got the Lord I'd give anything to protect. I have gained the Lord, whom I am willing to protect at all costs.
So, sheikh, mikh.
It's time to pull out. Let it go if the sisters leave for good.
"Cheeky, just because you blocked our attack once,
"Well, we haven't lost yet,
I turned to my sisters for the first time and said, "Well, then I'm not afraid to give it my all.
Well, then I feel free to give it my all.
I will wield this power.
Before the Lord, there are no two words of defeat in me.
Another side END
Word of the Day
If you know what to do, just run for it.
But be careful not to fall down, okay?
I decided to do it, but the fact remains that the only opponent I will be fighting is the soul of the demon king, but that doesn't change the fact that he is the demon king.That is to say, even though it's a fantasy company, it's a heavy burden for me, a chief, to take on the challenge.I am in the midst of experiencing the word "mighty" in my own mind.You'll feel an uncommon pressure just by facing it, and your attacks will be blocked at every turn.Are you sure you can handle it?And every time a question pops into the corner of your mind, you blow it away with gusto.The opponent is indeed a powerful being, but not an enduring one.The borderline required is high, but a certain amount of offensive power will hurt, and even the supposedly inexhaustible magic power has its limits.Just because the end is far away doesn't mean it's not there.Such an ordeal as if you were walking in search of the end of the desert.This one's a bit tight.But as I thought before, in this situation, there are various factors such as items that weaken the opponent, a lack of intuition in battle, and rust in their magic management abilities that have brought us to a line that we can barely cope with.This is not a situation where we can conserve our strength in such an environment.You have to be able to save your energy in the face of a magical storm that is heavy with rainstorms and blow after blow, and you'll use your energy like hot water.You are able to overflow with complaints with a single laugh, but your opponent's attacks never cease while you are spilling.The armor that was provided for you is scratched all over and your breathing is flat for how long?Your mind is buoyed by the fact that the mineral tree is still intact and the sensation that grows sharper with each attack.And there's no time to look back, but the support from Kaido and the others is dwindling.The sense of duty to support them is also giving me some vitality, albeit a small one.I've never had a positive frame of mind in my previous company, and I know I can still do it.But I was also aware that the limit is not so far away when we are fighting on the psychological side.We haven't hit our knees yet, but the red line is finally in sight.If I crossed that line, I wouldn't be safe.Up in the sky, Himikku is battling the twin angels.The tide seems to be turning in Himik's favor, but it's far from settled.If we can hold it until then, we can get back on track a bit.If we can get back on track, we can still make a breakthrough.So, well, it's not hopeless yet.The hope of possibility has not yet been crushed.Until that fact disappears, I'll just hang in there and put my company spirit into it.Sure, every part of my body has come to ache in this short amount of time.But it's not stuck, and it's not fatal.Then it's always good to be able to disregard some wounds in order to achieve your goal.Will you give me my man back, please? That expressionless face doesn't suit that man.You are thinking about it, but this time you provoke your opponent not with a bitter smile, but with a fearless smile.The arm that has been busily moving around is still slashing magic, with hatred only in its eyes, trying to deal with us with a Noh mask-like expression.The expression on his face is so annoying that he shakes the mineral tree with such force that it blows away his fatigue.I think my voice is heard.But the person in front of me doesn't respond at all."Instead, inaudible words are spun around your mouth, and all at once the magic unfolds.The move looks and sounds familiar.It's a technique called shortened chanting.It's an advanced technique I learned from my instructor, Fusio, which he showed me like a nightmare when he was teaching me.It's a technique, not a skill.It's a difficult skill to learn, but anyone can acquire it, and it's a skill that anyone who uses magic wants to learn.A skilled wizard can use shortened chanting to sound out multiple magic chants to form parallel magic chants, and at the same time activate magic, and when mastered to the max, it is as effective or more effective than chanting, even though it is nearly chantless.I couldn't understand my opponent's words because I heard multiple magic chants overlapping each other.An expert can tell the type of magic from the sounds, but I'm not that skilled yet.I realize as we fight that I still have a lot to learn.But your body runs against these thoughts, circulating magic as best it can against your thoughts.You lower your posture, so low that you feel like you're crawling from an angle rather than running, and you approach, diving through derivative magic, beginning with the basic elements of fire, wind, water, and earth, and ending with lightning, ice, and darkness.And then a blow . Even though you know you will be blocked, you attack firmly.But you don't linger.I know that if we stand still, we'll be turned into a hive.So, to minimize our damage, we've been working on hit and away, moving closer and further apart.But that's about to change.I'm starting to get the feel for it.Almost there.The barrier that was initially flicked off, now the blade runs and doesn't bounce anymore.I've come to realize that I'm gradually moving from a sense of not being able to cut to a sense of being able to cut.I've recently realized that this is a sensation unique to those who hold a blade rather than swordsmen.The demon king's barrier is hard.But it's not impossible to cut them.You won't be able to cut when you think you can't, but I've learned that if you think you can, you will eventually be able to cut."I'll cut.A barrier that deploys to obstruct the vanguard as it approaches a certain distance.Instead of a half-dome shape like a membrane, the tip of the blade slightly dug into the barrier as you swing the mineral tree at the barrier, which is about the size of a tatami mat.The desire to do something is transmitted to my brain, and the spinal cord and nerves, the parts of my body that move through reflexes, repeatedly make fine adjustments to bring the extra force and lack of movement closer to my ideal.Cutting.I trace the same spot with the returning blade and it digs in deeper.It's as if my body has a workshop for repeated trials and errors, and each time I strike, the blade leaves a sharp wound in the opponent's barrier.Push through!And before the magic that was released to shake me off could reach me, the third time the blade to return cut down the demon king's barrier.Kaha!You can cut!Immediately afterwards, I jumped backwards to duck the magic that was landing and used the blast created by the magical bombardment to drop back down to the south.Satisfied with your achievement, you've landed in a good spot.Yo. What do you think, guys? Are you guys having fun?"We don't have time to have fun.Yeah, you know. I'm better than I thought I would be, but it's not all fine.Is this the real fight, that it is?It's not battlefield air, but they are coming to kill us.All three of us are feeling bad, if not overwhelmed by the atmosphere.But that's okay.Well, we'll hear about the complaints and whatnot over drinks later. For now, just focus on the one in front of you."Oops.You don't have to tell me.I have a feeling it's an impossible task, that I do, but looking at our leader, I have a feeling we're going to have to do something about it, that I do.These guys are not broken yet.They are able to put aside their bad feelings, because they need to, and focus on what's in front of them.If your mind isn't broken, your body can move.But that will eventually come to an end.Physically, you can go until the potion wears off, but honestly, I'd like to see Himik back in the line of fire sooner rather than later.We'll hold out until the breakthrough comes.It's the only thing you can do now.Your body is starting to creak and you start running again.The battle in the sky is becoming more and more intense.The battle in the sky is getting fiercer and fiercer... you've shifted your consciousness from that direction to the front, and you're reconnecting with the spirit of the demon king again.Every minute the hands are ticking away until the time is up.I suppress my impatient feeling and give my all.Another sideSis, you look so sorry to be like that. Don't you think so, Sheik?Yes, I think so. Your sister is really stupid to have her beautiful wings turned so black. Hey, Meek.I answered the Lord's words and went up into the sky, and waiting for me was the same figure I remembered, giggling and laughing at my now fallen form.......I will not be offended by that mockery.This is the figure I wanted to be.So I have nothing to feel guilty about.And now I like my black wings.Hmm!The Lord said it was beautiful, and the night, oops, this doesn't matter now.Now on earth, the Lord is fighting desperately.The way I see it, it's not going to happen any time soon, but we shouldn't take too long.We need to get this done soon.Oh no, sister, she's going to fight us, Sikh."Yes, you look like you have a very nice armor, but your sister seems to have forgotten it in her long sleep, Meek.When I silently held my weapon at the ready, with no words to exchange with my sister, her smile deepened to say that it was even funnier.What's funny and a question mark hovers over your helmet.Sheikh, Himikku has never beaten us.Miik, we won the mock battle, and we won hands down. I wonder how long the weakest of the sisters will last against the two of us.Hmm, I see.It seems I've been licked by my two sisters.Hmm, I see.Sik, what's going on with your sister nodding quietly?Myk, you're not the sister we know. What's going on?"Normally, a troubled-looking sister with a weapon at the ready."And the best we can do is to prevent our attacks, sister.Come to think of it, I've certainly never won a fight with my sisters.I had my reasons.But I never once told the other sisters why.And I thought that reason was an excuse, and yet I tried to do something about it.Because my efforts have not paid off, the Creator and my sisters have called me a failure, and my sisters have treated me like a sheik or a meik.It's all my fault, it's my fault.Well, it's all right. Well, now I'm going to follow that brave man's words and defeat your sister and the people below.Yes, finally, let's take down the weak demon king for the main course.I couldn't always beat my sisters in a mock fight."Hmm, so, sister.Be prepared.With spears at the ready, the two of them come at me in clean coordination.I can see them clearly.Sheik is the decoy and his third attack is the real target.If I've learned that."What?Sheik!There are many ways to deal with it.I just feel a little sorry for my sisters.I can't take it easy on them.I've told you before, Lord, I'm no good at going easy on my sisters.Let me tell you one thing. Let me tell you one thing: We're sisters, and I've always tried not to hurt you. Because the Creator did not want us sisters to fight. So, no matter how much slander I've heard before, I've always tried not to hurt you.No, there's no need to take it easy anymore."But I've got the Lord I'd give anything to protect. I have gained the Lord, whom I am willing to protect at all costs.So, sheikh, mikh.It's time to pull out. Let it go if the sisters leave for good."Cheeky, just because you blocked our attack once,"Well, we haven't lost yet,I turned to my sisters for the first time and said, "Well, then I'm not afraid to give it my all.Well, then I feel free to give it my all.I will wield this power.Before the Lord, there are no two words of defeat in me.Another side ENDWord of the DayIf you know what to do, just run for it.But be careful not to fall down, okay?
