Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

Not long before Mizuminos found Elliot. At the garden tip of the Hadrias mansion.

- After all, Lord Brave's sword is immature.

"Ku... Huh!

Trinity feels terrible pain in her mouth in that mixed voice of disappointment that was called, no, and sent down.

In the midst of Hadrias' tried-mouth-to-edge battle, Trinity was being tasted humiliated to be poked in the knee in front of Hadrias.

I wasn't licking it. I was insulting you. Never. Nonetheless, Hadrias stands cool by rotting around the brave man who kept the patronage of the goddess, not just saying it was a prank.

You're right, not even a single machete could have bathed Hadrias.

Turn to attack and the sword strike will be evaded, and you won't be able to make them take it. If you turn to protection on the contrary, you can't even turn yourself around and take it, so it's full. Plus, even though you're not wearing a sword attack, this one's already at the beginning and end of a limit on your feet.

And the cause was Hadrias' diverse swordsmanship.

It begins with the word Dance Sword, which Fermenia shouted, to intense rigidity, sophisticated body technique, and magic moves. By doing so, he was to experience the suffering of disadvantage.

Now Hadrias mists the lightning that he has put together in his sword, and glances at the light of the magic lamp in his garden tip at his sword, looking at it as if it were a piece of art to be corrected. Is the blade ruined or is it confirmed by the cloudiness of the sword body? Eventually, when that discernment is over, turn this way,

"I guess your victory so far depended solely on your talent. However, in front of those with experience and skill, it peels off easily, such as the plating (plating) to which it has been applied. Just like this."

The power of the goddess is called plating. No, I'm sure you're right. The extra power that fills this body is not something that I have acquired myself.

But therefore,

"The people of the country that called me say it."

"It would be natural. If you are mistaken for your own power, it is the human duty of the country that called the brave man to embarrass it. To be at peace just to praise it is also tantamount to sin"

- Regardless, you seem to have nothing to do with the treat.

That's what Hadrias says, and he speaks of the acclaim he's earned in this fight. And

"Hall of the Brave. How about it. What about the power of the goddess? Are you familiar?

What does that have to do with anything?

"It has something to do with it. Being familiar means being a goddess pawn."

"Pawn, what?

"That's right. As I said to you before - the Demon Clan itself is the thought of a giant existence that seeks to annihilate a race, including humans. Do you remember that? When you asked Rajas and other demonic generals if they were all the same creatures and meant something to each other, that answer was"

"... it"

Certainly that's what I was told when I was previously invited to Hadrias. It is a story that Hadrias added, "There is no point in that question", in response to his own question to Rajas as to why the Demons attack humans and why creatures must kill each other.

At that time, I didn't know what you were talking about.

"That's right. Therefore, your question made no sense. If the evil gods prepared the demons only to make them kill each other, they wouldn't be able to coexist in the first place, would they? This struggle, which threatens a race rooted in this world, including humans, is nothing more than a world in which goddesses and evil gods pawn brave men and demons to take possession of the world."

"Plate face... pawn..."

Hadrias' words remind me a lot. That, at the end of the war with the demons in the earlier empire, during the conversation between Shuiming and Lishabalm, said the demons were the pawns of the evil gods and were reducing the weak demons because they strengthened the power of their pawns. Yeah, like, a strategy game.

Hadrias spotted the inside of his chest when he noticed a match and was half-baked.

"In the way it looks, I can see that I can feel it in my nose."

"It's..."

"- It's about not talking too much, human."

"Mr. Io Kuzami!

Io Kuzami follows the gap between Hadrias' private soldiers and interrupts this battle. I didn't know why she was so overwhelmed if she didn't listen.

"A friend of Lord Brave... No, you are..."

"Take it!"

"I won't let you get in the way!

To Io Kuzami, approaching with his magic accumulated in his right hand, Hadrias tells him so and takes something like a jewel out of his nostalgia and throws it at her.

"Ku, this is..."

Io Kuzami tried to twist herself away, but the gem blushed her shoulder and passed backwards. The blow didn't look like it shocked her, but Io Kuzami stuck his knee on the spot, with something baffled.

And Hadrias turned to himself again,

"What do you say, Lord Brave? I feel like I know what I am."

"-!? You think I'm just a pawn being manipulated!?

"Ranri"

"Otherwise, where did your 'desire to help the people of this world' come from? Where did it come from, and where is it located?

"That, is..."

That's because they begged me to help. When I was summoned to this world and begged to crusade the demons in the royal castle of Camelia, I needed to do something with the power I had acquired. Even if it was not often that he rose from what he called a brave man, it was undoubtedly a gush from the depths of his heart, rightly his own.

"I wanted to help people in this world! That's what I meant!

"Isn't that what you want?

"No! I'm fighting with a sword of my own will! I'm not being manipulated!

shouting back. But Hadrias shook his neck left and right as if he was frightened,

"... the valiant lord of El Maiden is still more reasonable."

"What is it..."

"The question is over, Lord Brave. It's time for the dance to continue."

Hadrias takes the stand. But like earlier, I don't magically let lightning strike my sword. Are you going to cut it? But the martial arts that sprinkle from me remain intact, and there are no gaps. And stabbed the sword to the ground.

"... let's go"

When I wonder if Hadrias' body has tilted loosely, the sword is then pulled out of the ground and the slash is attacked. Because I can see where the slash is coming from, I just need to put it away, but when I move to engage poorly, my sword stretches out against my eyes and is slashed.

The first blow ran poorly to dodge because he didn't know it, and made one bloody muscle on his cheek.

"Huh...!!

Hadrias spins like a dance, pushing himself to the ground with the momentum he has as it is every time he finishes waving his sword, pulling him out again when he is about to be slashed. The speed of the cut up again is just right, finally capturing the slashing line.

(How... can you handle this so quickly when you're sticking it up on the ground?

The action of stabbing a sword on the ground is undoubtedly a gap. But it's supposed to be a gap, but for some reason, this attack is unacceptable. Even though he slashed his sword by poking it into the ground, he flipped gracefully as if he knew, and he sent this sword to poke this gap, which he now swung in the sky.

And this sword is not a waiting sword either. When you take a large distance, you step out as if you were walking through a party venue, sticking your sword to the ground in front of you, and attacking you with the intensity of a hand gesture of dance.

Beginning to come out, be thankful and thankful as if you wanted to dance in front of me, and when this one puts out his sword to respond to it, he dances out with his sword as if to gain my will.

"Why..."

Leaking out of his mouth without attempting to suspect him, Hadrias said,

"What, nothing strange. He that hath no wind currents in him is immature as a swordsman. Therefore, you are turning right and left without understanding the logic of this sword. That's just it."

"Wind currents......"

I don't know what that word means. What is wind currents, not just aesthetics? What the hell do you know by having it and how can you cope with this sword?

As Hadrias' dance increases in intensity and withstands successive sword strikes with one sword, he shocks the patterned head at the fence. If you noticed, Hadrias' kick was hitting the patterned head.

"Shit......!?

With a blow from directly below, I let go of Orihalcon's sword. And I'm not the one who misses that gap.

"This blow is an admonition to your immature lord."

Hadrias wields his sword. Preliminary action of slashing, I realized it was not something that would change. The sharpness, the speed, and the authority that would not allow him to evade, were on that slaughter.

"- Tz!!

"Lord Reggie!

"Reggie!

"Chi! Trinity!"

It was then that Fermenia and Refile screamed and Io Kuzami tried to interrupt again.

"- Wind currents. Well, is that what Dad used to call" romantic "? Stop. The reason Trinity's sword doesn't arrive is' cause I haven't caught up with the good dance '?

Such a cool voice sounds from behind Hadrias. Such a word as finding something you haven't found. And at the same time, the sharp, frozen debris flew into Hadrias.

"Ku, who!

Hadrias turns around with who or what words. And there you are.

"Who, you mean me? I'm your brave friend number one there. You look familiar, don't you?

Yes, what was there was a watering light dressed in the clothes of this world. Where the hell did you come from? Dressed in a green jacket, the outing remained intact, no doors or windows seemed to have been opened, and he appeared silent not even to be distracted by the timing of his arrival. It was as if the debris thrown had also suddenly appeared, and yet stood as if he had been there all along.

"Are you...?

"Lord Swimey!!

Hadrias didn't remember Shuiming's face, or didn't seem to realize it when he said it - but he makes a bewildered look when Fermenia hears him scream.

"Swimei......? Swimey Yakagi...... you say? Why are you here?

"Why did you come here to help the brave?"

To the words, Hadrias kept the crease between his eyebrows deeper. Did he also not grasp as if Mizumi had broken in? Again, that would be the gift of his sorcery.

"I see. Lord Brave was making a positive move and letting you sneak into the hall? But I used to dive through that guard."

"That's about it."

That's what I said, Shuiming laughing out loud. Did Hadrias offend him for being interrupted by such a witchcrafted attitude? Distract and irritate your expression as if it had offended you.

"But I have trouble having you stand in the way of me and Lord Brave. Back off quickly."

"Don't be so cold, I'll turn you in, too. You're a great nobleman, aren't you? Show me how much you can afford."

"I don't have it with me as one of those things that makes you look like a common man. Second team! Step forward!

Hadrias flies instructions toward the private soldiers he was moving against Fermenia and Lefir. Then some of the soldiers who were holding them back leave and head toward Mizumi.

By contrast, Shuiming, as usual, gives a frightened bare gesture, but shrugs her shoulders loudly - and starts pounding her hands.

"Oh man, folklore is a lot of rhetoric again... uh, no, the usual. Heh heh, I'm sorry about your mediocre face."

"Mizumi! Not if you're saying that! Mind you..."

"No, you don't have to put it on."

Whether in front of an approaching soldier or hearing this caution, he smiles that there is no such thing as That's not a pleasant smile, but an invincible grin like trying something or mocking a brief thought. It was his overly chilling grin that I had never seen before.

Moment after moment, behind Mizumino, lightning emits as if it had flickered. Shortly after he was forced to blink by the brilliance of his dazzling flock of blue, numerous small magic formations were unfolding neatly behind him.

"Nah -!?"

"This!?

The synchronized stunned voice belongs to me and Hadrias. That few fifty of the little magic formations lined up behind him. All of it incorporated an unusual formula, all of which revolved around the magic of the turret.

Are the magic formations in charge of the turrets, the shells, even the gunmen? All you have to do is wait for the surgeon who raised his right hand to wave it down.

"- Ad centum transcription Augoeides randomizer trigger"

("- Optical luminosity abbreviated operation. explosive costumes randomly deploy the best to the fiftieth, strategic bombing)

It was shortly after the spell was spoken, propagated air, and hands waved down. When the magic team sees another light emission, a convenient fifty light strip arrives at the soldiers who stood before him without aiming for Mizumi. It's a flashing spear that looks more dense and more column-like, completely separate from the light of the light that you can see across. I can't even imagine what would happen if I hit that one.

Eventually, with the landing, a continuous burst of light. The place where the soldiers were already dazzling light and massive sparks bounced off, and even the tragedy was uncertain.

The ensuing...... body is tied to the sight in front of me, unable to take one movement. Naturally. If you step out poorly, you'll be exposed to bouncing, raining and pouring sparks. Being motionless is arguably a wise decision to make first.

From the alley of the snort shout, when the strobe flashed as the light and its remnants cleared, it was seen that the soldiers of the avant-garde, who were moving towards the watermark, had fallen on the spot without being left.

I don't see any noticeable scratches, but it's not hard to imagine that the armor was burnt or broken, so I got a lot of power.

Shuiming did not give the soldiers a glimpse of Pickle and stopped moving, but gave a laugh of provocation to the ensuing immobility on his two feet.

Immediately afterwards, he knocks down his palm and bends his finger, and does what he says, "Come on."

- It's not enough to take what you guys are. It doesn't change how much you stand before me.

The soldiers, rightly aware of such insights from the attitude shown by Shui Ming, were also killed by anger. Immediately approaching him, rolling out swords and spears. But Shuiming shrugged off all the tips that popped out, and he snapped his fingers.

Pattin. A finger snap that plays a graceful and light sound. Synchronized with that sound, the air ahead burst, and the shock waves generated bounced off the soldiers in several units. On the occasion of the crushing of the front line, Shuiming jumped indefensibly and landed among the soldiers. And he poked his right hand at the tile laid in the garden, unleashing a vast amount of magic all at once.

- If you don't make magic magic, it's less effective as an attack. But if you let them play too violent an amount, even the mysteries around them go wild, and the ether that reaches the pressure limit causes even a burst.

Mizumi used that law (rule) that Trinity didn't know was an attack. The explosion so threatening to heaven that the soldiers hold every grate of water - eventually the flames and black smoke that have risen are blown away by unnatural wind pressure and disappear.

What emerged from it was a magician dressed in a black suit at some point.

He shook it off as if to get rid of the featherworm whilst the afterflame he was born in the explosion, exhaling boringly.

(This is)

Words don't come out well in the tragedy that happened in front of me, and in the power of my best friend who created that tragedy. By the way, it was - it was all more than I could have imagined. Even in Fermenia it was a thought that was drained of the liver, but this would be jumping over it lightly.

When I heard about the sorcerer, when I heard from the Fermenians, nagging, but I meant to grasp his prowess. Shuiming said he had a different technology than the one in this world, and that made Fermenia stronger. But why don't you open the lid? It was noticed that he had been mismeasuring his power until now.

At that time Shuiming told me that she was worried about the difference between reality and her dreams, saying, "Because it's a different world". I don't know how I feel about the death of people in this world. That's certainly something I'm good at, and I said it's the same for him.

But the sharing of that thought was now smashed here.

What makes you think that someone who can fight this world is' different 'from the rest of the world? If the factor that makes people think of it as a dream is the degree of disconnection from reality, it will be the same here and there. I can truly imagine that he was not in the' reality of his own knowledge 'at such a cut but tense point.

Well, then...

(How much of a world did I...)

Was it a dangerous, bloody place? I can't help but think so. Where in such a peaceful world was such a thing hidden? I don't believe it. It's incredible, but that friend has certainly fought there, so he can make this big stand.

I was reminded of it now, and I wondered why nature and laughter came in.

"You know, Mizumi, it's sloppy."

"Ah? He used to say he came to this world and got stronger like an asshole. My twelve years are stupid."

Shuiming trigonalizes his eyes and offends him. That attitude is always watery, but there is a lot of sarcasm contained somewhere, and I also feel like it's just a little different. Is this his aspect as a magician? Then,

"Fermenia, Refi, are you okay over there?

"This one's fine! Lord Swimey doesn't care. I need Lord Reggie's help!

"This one's fine too! No problem if you just keep pushing!

"Okay! Then you two push the rest of them to the other side! It's getting in the way when you get a little pussy over here!

When Shuiming asked Fermenia and Lefir to do such a favor, would the two of them not even make it if that was about it? Using red winds and white flames, we drive the Tria braves and Hadrias' private soldiers away, and we travel to keep ourselves pressed.

Shuiming, on the other hand, threw a cold gaze at Hadrias.

"So, that's it for the front seat? That was a lot worse than treating people like mutts, huh? Hey, it's Duke Sama, isn't it?

Seeing it, Hadrias' face, which had been cool until earlier, had turned to surprise. Like myself right now, I didn't even think that Shuiming's strength was this much - no, I didn't think he had the power to fight, etc., as much as Dew did. To prove it...

"... stupid. Whatever magic you don't sue Element for, you can fight. So... you weren't a coward with no power...?

To its surprise, for some reason, Shuiming looked like he had fallen out for a long time,

"Uh, well, yeah. Well, you're also Astel's person, so that's how you recognize me..."

The people of Astel were slapping their pussies with cowards who couldn't even fight Mizumi. That, of course, was because Shuiming had hidden it, and therefore Hadrias had no opportunity to know his prowess.

"... well, Astel's people were conspiring to stay."

"Oh, come on. Don't say anything bad about people plotting, okay? Or you're not supposed to say that. It was pretty hard to beat them all down, wasn't it?

"Well, that's yours... well, that's when the demon general screamed,"

As Hadrias asked, Shuiming is a jacket with a suit and a coat all in one. Translate the hem with a clasp. Strong winds that have broken winds shake hedges, and the emergence of mysterious beings causes the surrounding force fields to no longer maintain equilibrium, inviting the unnatural flashing of magic lights.

And

"Yes, it was me that Rajas grudged and shouted. The Order is a magician, Mitsumi Hachi."

With that in his mouth, he unleashed cold air that cooled to the bottom toward Hadrias.

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