Dietrich slowly sat down on the throne, not immediately following the runaway demon, as if he had achieved a certain purpose. He was so enchanted that there was no human being better suited to the black devil's throne.
Asmodeus growled like a beast and sharpened his nails. Its wings are rough like crocodile skin.
"The door is said to have been opened, but how the hell are you going to open the door without even a small sacrifice?"
"Kill! Asmodeus, kill that child!"
Asmodeus was embarrassed, but not very scared. He was confident that no matter how hard the little human struggled, he couldn't escape the devil's grasp.
" kill that bastard,"
Dietrich chin-chinned at Alphonse, sitting in Asmodeus's hands and ears. The man who was wearing the devil's crown and smiling triumphantly trembled with excitement.
"Kill it?"
At Asmodeus' urge, Dietrich tilted his handsome face. He soon whispers quietly.
"If I get rid of you, it will stop."
Asmodeus aimed at my neck and was not afraid of the sharply draped sword. Because humans could not do anything with the devil.
Returning the summoned Shadow Demon back to the demon realm was the only way to cut off the material power, but Lagrange's first Duke, who was Asmodeus' contractor, died without returning his demon.
"No matter how much you cut me, I will not perish,"
Asmodeus said confidently. Dietrich reached the devil without stopping, drawing a clean path like a bow demonstration.
"It's no use!!"
Asmodeus firmly believed in his permanence, but nevertheless flinched at the black ether that penetrated my heart.
'But I didn't mean to be right.'
Of course I thought I had avoided it, but Dietrich's sword quickly followed my movements and stuck sharply. Because it was that much movement without demons, it was even sad to say that he chose the Grand Duke incorrectly.
"You know if you cut it until you die."
"...... ."
"Isn't you really hurting?"
Asmodeus, facing Dietrich's cold gaze, stood up from his seat, thinking that he had been ignored. Alphonse raises his voice, hiding behind a pillar for fear of them, trembling.
"Yeah! Get up to fight! I'll tell you why Cocking Weapon that kid?"
'That kid?'
Even if Dietrich had only brought in the offering, he would have stepped on it and destroyed it. Asmodeus frowned at him and glared at Alphonse.
It has already been several hundred years since such inexperienced people were chosen as the mainstays. It's been a long time since there hasn't been a true ruler who will properly rule Lagrange.
"Are you really without an offering?"
"Yeah."
"It's unfortunate."
There was no reason to long look for a candidate who couldn't even be established as an anti-aircraft. The devil set his claws and began to scratch his floor. Rarely, with the dangerous sound of the heart pounding, black ether makes a sphere.
"You won't take my soul.′
The power of the devil had to be opposed with the same darkness.
The moment he faced the devil's essence he had ruled his whole life, Dietrich foreshadowed the end. He turned and jumped towards Alphonse instead of Asmodeus.
"What, what! Why to me!"
"If you become a grand duke, the meaning of leaving that child will disappear."
The boy's sword quickly cut through the air and aims at Alphonse. But faster than that, Asmodeus stretched out his arm.
"I don't like it, but I can't let the only candidate of this generation die."
Instead of avoiding the demon's attack, Dietrich leaned deeply and cut off Alphonse's leg.
"No, you'll have to find another candidate. Alphonse Lagrange will be buried here with me."
Hearing his half brother's scream, he knelt on one knee and stuck his sword on the floor to stop the recoil. His breath filled to the tip of his chin disturbs his vision.
It was about the time when the soaring ether began to turn towards him.
"No!"
As soon as he found Anissa, screaming down the stairs, Dietrich woke up from his seat, swearing disgustingly.
A squirrel-like squirrel rushes toward him, and he sees Baal with one face behind him.
"What did you do without stopping."
Dietrich sharpened it by staring at a grown-up demon who couldn't properly fulfill even his last command. Baal looks at Anissa with resentful glances as if he is not at fault.
"Because the princess was very, very strong than I thought."
"What bullshit are you talking about!"
"No really, uh, look at that."
While Baal's excuses were awkward, Anissa passed Dietrich and approached the black sphere. In her hand, she held tightly the jewel of the bar that she had left behind.
"Ah, Nissa!"
"Why!"
is a red spot. Anissa opened her eyes as perplexed as Dietrich shouted.
Even though it didn't seem so scary thanks to the softly lowered corners, Dietrich was stunned by Anit's first rebellion-well-behaved.
"What! If you call it, say it!"
"You now! Where do you come in! Are you insane!"
"Then why did you come in? You doesn't even say anything to me, saying that you can live only by offering me as a sacrifice!"
Without losing a word, the back door returns. Without waiting for Dietrich, who hesitated for an answer, Anissa reached out to the giant weak house of ether.
"Pure Holly."
A pure white aura from Anit's fingertips began to permeate as if wrapping the ether of Asmodeus.
It wasn't enough to cleanse them all, but for Asmodeus, who hadn't met anyone who rebelled against me for a thousand years, the moment when the aura was cleansed felt terrible.
"Who are you! What are you doing now!"
The embarrassed demon hurriedly stretched out his arm to grab Anissa.
However, it is not the human child's fragile body that is caught on the tip of the devil's black nails, but a darker sword.
"Do not touch."
Dietrich moved forward with Anissa behind him. It is a different momentum from the previous one that seemed to have given up halfway. Asmodeus corrected his posture while laughing out of his tongue.
"Don't you say that there is nothing valuable?"
"It's just that there's no one to give to you."
Dietrich, who quickly stepped forward with the answer, climbed on Asmodeus's horse as it was. A sharp sword sticks into his ear hole with the whistling sound of the wind.
"Oh ah!"
Even though he didn't die, he couldn't feel the pain, but Asmodeus struggled strongly and bowed his back. It was because he was vigilant because he thought that the other person was a human boy Gye-woo.
"Clean up! Hurry up!"
Asmodeus's mind was shaken, his ether began to shake as well. Anissa didn't miss the gap and tried harder to hang on the sphere.
Once again, Dietrich's sword attacked Asmodeus' neck with a delicate trajectory.
"I won't see you anymore."
Asmodeus, grasping the sword in his neck with his hand, sharpened his teeth and struck Dietrich with the back of his hand. It was as if humans were chasing Paris, but the power was hard to ignore.
He stepped back, missing the broken knife.
"I don't know where you're the kid who rolled in, but it's prevented! You're disturbing the consciousness of the sacred Lagrange!"
"It's noisy, this ugly goat!"
"Hey, a goat!"
Asmodeus distorted his face at the end of Anissa, and pulled Dietrich's sword out of his throat. Black blood rushes out and wets the floor.
"You like the sacred Lagrangian ritual! You wield children who don't know anything at your own risk! Use them! Just sacrifice guns!"
As the voice of Anissa increased little by little, Asmodeus' sphere decreased in size. Feeling a sense of crisis, the evil devil steps forward with strides.
Dietrich hurried to stop Asmodeus, but the devil flew in the air, sending the boy away with a rough kick.
The aura flowing from the wings of the devil was filled with the disgusting smell of Anissa's distress, but the child never let go of the sphere in his hand.
Hongan, shining like a morning star, faces the evil demon's eyes without avoiding it.
Asmodeus inevitably grinds this and gives Anissa the strength to separate it from the sphere.
"Let it go! The history of this family is something you can't change!"
"No! Don't talk to me, this weird goat!"
"I mean, Lagrange is in debt to us!"
"So what should I do!"
Anissa laughed, laughed at the devil's words. The debts of the humans of LaGrange to the devil, as if he did not know.
"Dietrich didn't do anything wrong with you. How well did you do with Baal? How sweet and friendly he is!"
"...... ."
"Sometimes I behave badly, but the kids can make a mistake, I don't know if it's an ugly lizard or a goat!"
Anissa said the last words, breathless to see if she had lost all her strength.
Taking a precarious moment as an opportunity, Asmodeus picked up the girl and thrown it away.
Dietrich slowly sat down on the throne, not immediately following the runaway demon, as if he had achieved a certain purpose. He was so enchanted that there was no human being better suited to the black devil's throne.
Asmodeus growled like a beast and sharpened his nails. Its wings are rough like crocodile skin.
"The door is said to have been opened, but how the hell are you going to open the door without even a small sacrifice?"
"Kill! Asmodeus, kill that child!"
Asmodeus was embarrassed, but not very scared. He was confident that no matter how hard the little human struggled, he couldn't escape the devil's grasp.
" kill that bastard,"
Dietrich chin-chinned at Alphonse, sitting in Asmodeus's hands and ears. The man who was wearing the devil's crown and smiling triumphantly trembled with excitement.
"Kill it?"
At Asmodeus' urge, Dietrich tilted his handsome face. He soon whispers quietly.
"If I get rid of you, it will stop."
Asmodeus aimed at my neck and was not afraid of the sharply draped sword. Because humans could not do anything with the devil.
Returning the summoned Shadow Demon back to the demon realm was the only way to cut off the material power, but Lagrange's first Duke, who was Asmodeus' contractor, died without returning his demon.
"No matter how much you cut me, I will not perish,"
Asmodeus said confidently. Dietrich reached the devil without stopping, drawing a clean path like a bow demonstration.
"It's no use!!"
Asmodeus firmly believed in his permanence, but nevertheless flinched at the black ether that penetrated my heart.
'But I didn't mean to be right.'
Of course I thought I had avoided it, but Dietrich's sword quickly followed my movements and stuck sharply. Because it was that much movement without demons, it was even sad to say that he chose the Grand Duke incorrectly.
"You know if you cut it until you die."
"...... ."
"Isn't you really hurting?"
Asmodeus, facing Dietrich's cold gaze, stood up from his seat, thinking that he had been ignored. Alphonse raises his voice, hiding behind a pillar for fear of them, trembling.
"Yeah! Get up to fight! I'll tell you why Cocking Weapon that kid?"
'That kid?'
Even if Dietrich had only brought in the offering, he would have stepped on it and destroyed it. Asmodeus frowned at him and glared at Alphonse.
It has already been several hundred years since such inexperienced people were chosen as the mainstays. It's been a long time since there hasn't been a true ruler who will properly rule Lagrange.
"Are you really without an offering?"
"Yeah."
"It's unfortunate."
There was no reason to long look for a candidate who couldn't even be established as an anti-aircraft. The devil set his claws and began to scratch his floor. Rarely, with the dangerous sound of the heart pounding, black ether makes a sphere.
"You won't take my soul.′
The power of the devil had to be opposed with the same darkness.
The moment he faced the devil's essence he had ruled his whole life, Dietrich foreshadowed the end. He turned and jumped towards Alphonse instead of Asmodeus.
"What, what! Why to me!"
"If you become a grand duke, the meaning of leaving that child will disappear."
The boy's sword quickly cut through the air and aims at Alphonse. But faster than that, Asmodeus stretched out his arm.
"I don't like it, but I can't let the only candidate of this generation die."
Instead of avoiding the demon's attack, Dietrich leaned deeply and cut off Alphonse's leg.
"No, you'll have to find another candidate. Alphonse Lagrange will be buried here with me."
Hearing his half brother's scream, he knelt on one knee and stuck his sword on the floor to stop the recoil. His breath filled to the tip of his chin disturbs his vision.
It was about the time when the soaring ether began to turn towards him.
"No!"
As soon as he found Anissa, screaming down the stairs, Dietrich woke up from his seat, swearing disgustingly.
A squirrel-like squirrel rushes toward him, and he sees Baal with one face behind him.
"What did you do without stopping."
Dietrich sharpened it by staring at a grown-up demon who couldn't properly fulfill even his last command. Baal looks at Anissa with resentful glances as if he is not at fault.
"Because the princess was very, very strong than I thought."
"What bullshit are you talking about!"
"No really, uh, look at that."
While Baal's excuses were awkward, Anissa passed Dietrich and approached the black sphere. In her hand, she held tightly the jewel of the bar that she had left behind.
"Ah, Nissa!"
"Why!"
is a red spot. Anissa opened her eyes as perplexed as Dietrich shouted.
Even though it didn't seem so scary thanks to the softly lowered corners, Dietrich was stunned by Anit's first rebellion-well-behaved.
"What! If you call it, say it!"
"You now! Where do you come in! Are you insane!"
"Then why did you come in? You doesn't even say anything to me, saying that you can live only by offering me as a sacrifice!"
Without losing a word, the back door returns. Without waiting for Dietrich, who hesitated for an answer, Anissa reached out to the giant weak house of ether.
"Pure Holly."
A pure white aura from Anit's fingertips began to permeate as if wrapping the ether of Asmodeus.
It wasn't enough to cleanse them all, but for Asmodeus, who hadn't met anyone who rebelled against me for a thousand years, the moment when the aura was cleansed felt terrible.
"Who are you! What are you doing now!"
The embarrassed demon hurriedly stretched out his arm to grab Anissa.
However, it is not the human child's fragile body that is caught on the tip of the devil's black nails, but a darker sword.
"Do not touch."
Dietrich moved forward with Anissa behind him. It is a different momentum from the previous one that seemed to have given up halfway. Asmodeus corrected his posture while laughing out of his tongue.
"Don't you say that there is nothing valuable?"
"It's just that there's no one to give to you."
Dietrich, who quickly stepped forward with the answer, climbed on Asmodeus's horse as it was. A sharp sword sticks into his ear hole with the whistling sound of the wind.
"Oh ah!"
Even though he didn't die, he couldn't feel the pain, but Asmodeus struggled strongly and bowed his back. It was because he was vigilant because he thought that the other person was a human boy Gye-woo.
"Clean up! Hurry up!"
Asmodeus's mind was shaken, his ether began to shake as well. Anissa didn't miss the gap and tried harder to hang on the sphere.
Once again, Dietrich's sword attacked Asmodeus' neck with a delicate trajectory.
"I won't see you anymore."
Asmodeus, grasping the sword in his neck with his hand, sharpened his teeth and struck Dietrich with the back of his hand. It was as if humans were chasing Paris, but the power was hard to ignore.
He stepped back, missing the broken knife.
"I don't know where you're the kid who rolled in, but it's prevented! You're disturbing the consciousness of the sacred Lagrange!"
"It's noisy, this ugly goat!"
"Hey, a goat!"
Asmodeus distorted his face at the end of Anissa, and pulled Dietrich's sword out of his throat. Black blood rushes out and wets the floor.
"You like the sacred Lagrangian ritual! You wield children who don't know anything at your own risk! Use them! Just sacrifice guns!"
As the voice of Anissa increased little by little, Asmodeus' sphere decreased in size. Feeling a sense of crisis, the evil devil steps forward with strides.
Dietrich hurried to stop Asmodeus, but the devil flew in the air, sending the boy away with a rough kick.
The aura flowing from the wings of the devil was filled with the disgusting smell of Anissa's distress, but the child never let go of the sphere in his hand.
Hongan, shining like a morning star, faces the evil demon's eyes without avoiding it.
Asmodeus inevitably grinds this and gives Anissa the strength to separate it from the sphere.
"Let it go! The history of this family is something you can't change!"
"No! Don't talk to me, this weird goat!"
"I mean, Lagrange is in debt to us!"
"So what should I do!"
Anissa laughed, laughed at the devil's words. The debts of the humans of LaGrange to the devil, as if he did not know.
"Dietrich didn't do anything wrong with you. How well did you do with Baal? How sweet and friendly he is!"
"...... ."
"Sometimes I behave badly, but the kids can make a mistake, I don't know if it's an ugly lizard or a goat!"
Anissa said the last words, breathless to see if she had lost all her strength.
Taking a precarious moment as an opportunity, Asmodeus picked up the girl and thrown it away.
