"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　Ray kicks the ground and shrinks his distance from Cordo while holding his own.
　Cordo, who declared that there were many ways to do something about him, was relieved at the end of the day as a powerful blow as before.
　But soon the line goes through my mind: "A blow that doesn't go through Ray's magic."

(A blow without magic certainly did not destroy my crust, let alone my lower tentacles. and the next step, of course, ought to be seen as a magic blow.)

　A cordo that takes a deep breath as it looks at Ray approaching fast.
　When Ray sees the gesture, a bad feeling passes through his mind and he screams almost reflexively.

"Magic Shield!"

　Desize's ability to produce a light shield to prevent any attack only once. The shield of light created by its ability takes some time to form, but fortunately it managed to make it in time this time. Then, the next moment it is created, it disappears like a haze.
　Yes, take the water brace from Corde's mouth.
　Water released under high pressure cuts metal smoothly. The water brace released by Corde was not as powerful as it could have hurt people easily. But the Magic Shield still prevents the blow.

"What!"

　Corde can prevent his own trump water brace, and he stops moving for a moment in wonder. And that moment was enough for Ray.

"Huh!"

　a seductive blow from underneath I knew that it was powerful enough to break or cut his own shell, but Ray aimed at the connections of the crust. It was what we call a joint.
　And when Corde realizes this, the blade is already so close that the next moment Ray wields a death-size blade, along with three tentacles extending from his right side, is cut cleanly from the elbow of his right arm and blown into the air.

"Slip!"

　Even though he is a demon soldier, he is painfully aware of the pain caused by his right scissors being cut off. And Ray wasn't so sweet as to miss a momentary, but pain-stricken with pain.

"Oh!"

　the groaning voice of Corde
　Ray cut up the blade he had thrown at the right scissors, which cut off the joint of his left shoulder.
　a whole left arm and elbow of one's right arm Little is left to attack, as long as Corde's greatest weapon, scissors, has been lost. All three tentacles extending from the flanks, which have a strong effect on defense, had been cut off, leaving little to attack Corde. ...except for one water brace, which was just prevented.(Stay close to me.) Even if I die here, I'll do the bare minimum job as a beast soldier. We, the Mystery, must always continue to produce results. for that is the food of those who have followed.)

「……」

　After being blown away by the shock of his right elbow and left shoulder being amputated, Corde pretends to pass out with the last hope of a come-from-behind blow, aiming for a chance to deliver his final blow.
　I stepped roughly on the ground in the garden and watched the timing while listening to Ray approaching me...

（……？）

　I doubt the footsteps stopped a few meters away from me falling to the ground.
　However, it is impossible for the other person to know that he is still conscious, so he simply closes his eyes and watches for opportunities.
　The sound was probably noticed because Corde had concentrated his attention to the limit for a final blow. a sound that would otherwise have been missed come from just above one's head and below That is to say, the sound that comes down on me.

"What!"

　move one's lower tentacles at once The next moment Ray was waving a death-size handle down to where Corde had been.

"I thought... Did you call it the Mystery? I didn't expect the trump card of the Westian Empire to faint at that level."

　A ray that lands on the ground with little noise and mutters in a death-size position.

「……」

　Corde also learns that the blow of deception is ineffective and wags his lips bitterly, using his lower tentacles to get up and face Ray.

"Well, what are you going to do? You have no more means of attack left, right? I wish you would surrender like that way. If you're honest with me about the information, I think I'll probably be treated.
「……」

　Rey's suggestion is ignored as if it were nothing to do.
　For Corde, it was self-evident that if he betrayed himself here now, he would have treated the other demagogues badly, and otherwise he could never choose to surrender here.

"You don't mean it, do you?" I don't know what you are loyal to, but do you have to swear allegiance to someone who has been treated like that?""You don't know," No one as talented as you can understand our feelings!"

　A water brace in which an emotionless, flat voice screams as if it were a lie and is released again from the mouth of a crusty face.
　But, aside from the first blow taken by surprise, Ray was not too difficult to deal with as long as he already knew it existed.

"Oops!"

　A ray to avoid the water brace that flew at your face by moving your face a few centimeters.

"Now that you have shown your ability, don't expect it to pass twice or three times. If you don't surrender, you'll have to resort to some forceful measures, but... you don't mind?"
"d*mn!"

　Ray approaching with a death size. It was a cordo that successively fired waterbraces in an effort to prevent it, but all of them were avoided or continued to be prevented by death size. Then, perhaps the water in his body had run out of water, he just looked at Ray, who was approaching him in silence.
　Their eyes showed little emotion, but they still had the will to never give in.

"I'd like to cut off the tentacles of your lower body so that you wouldn't be able to move, but as far as I can see, they'd regenerate." and then you will have to pass out."

　Ray frowns slightly and looks at Corde. It's safe to say that most of its body is covered with crust, and that its defense is guaranteed. If it were a blow that would have knocked him unconscious, he would have to do it with magic in his death-size.

"Well, as long as he lives, he'll do something about it." ...don't die."

　When I muttered and tried to use magic in death size to strike the dove with the handle.

"What!"

　the very moment one thinks something has moved in the corner of one's vision Ray had kicked the ground away from the cordo.

「……」

　He must have been aiming for a life‐or‐death blow. a chagrined look on one's face
　As Ray distanced himself from the cordo, he turned his gaze to where he had been for a moment, two tentacles with sharp, spear-like spears pierced the ground. Following the tentacles was Corde's lower body.
　nearly twenty tentacles growing from the lower half of the body Only two of them were longer than the other tentacles and had sharp tips.(...is that the tactile arm?)

　The tactile arm refers to two of the longest legs a squid. It is an organ used by squid to catch prey, and it can be said to be their greatest weapon.

(Isn't it really like a demon soldier using squid? No, squid are not monsters in the first place, so there should be no magic stones.)

　A quick flash of death-size flares at the whiplash-swinginging tentacles, privately questioning.

"Slip!"

　Unlike other tentacles growing from the lower half of the body, the cordo exclaims pain. Taking advantage of the momentary pause, Ray turned back his wrist, which had been holding a flash of death-size, and thrusts the tip of his handle towards Cordo's torso with force!
　A half-baked sword boasts of its firmness that it can be broken, but it cannot prevent the magical death size, and the tip of the handle penetrates into the dove while destroying the shell.
　If the handle had been embedded as far as possible, it would have easily penetrated the cord from the tail to the back. But the purpose of this time is simply to capture information about the existence of the Veterans of the Vestian Empire... for whom the whole picture is not fully understood. Therefore, it is useless to kill him.
　Or perhaps we could get more information from the alchemists who were supposed to be holding back in Bornter's office, or from Minas, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Seto, but we decided that more sources would be better.

(Well, as far as the words and actions of this guy called Corde are concerned, I don't think he'll sell information from his colleagues. Let's say we're going to have the men of L'Arcus, who are going to interrogate us, do their best.)





　The Battle of Seto and Minas was about to climax when Ray stunned Cordo half dead.

"Why, why... why!

　Wielding a whip out of nowhere, the tip of the whip was not even scratched against the set flying freely through the air.
　The term "magician" is the same, but unlike Cordo, whose arms are transformed into giant crustacean scissors, the minas are scaly but still in human hands. Therefore, in the sense of pure power of a blow, it was far inferior to Corde, but it was characterized by its ability to use weapons with the same dexterity as a human being.
　The succession ceremony being held by the Empire of Bestia is a simplified version, and it is completely unclear what it will look like until the ceremony is actually completed. the quality of a magical stone, the individuality, physical ability, magic, and character of a subject And the chemistry between the magician and the subject. They are intricately intertwined and ultimately determined what they look like. In that sense, Minas, who still remains in human form, must have been compatible with magical stones.
　But no matter how well he was compatible with the magic stone, it was impossible to deal with the Gryphon.
　At the beginning of the battle, he was a demon soldier, and even though he was a Rank A monster, he never thought he would lose to the monster, but his overconfidence in himself collapsed within minutes of the battle.

"Dear me! I will never admit that I am stronger than a demon soldier when I am on the verge of being a Kedamono." Is it acceptable?"a shouty whipping minas
　It is a whip wielded by Minas, who boasts several times the strength of ordinary humans as a demon soldier. The whiplash, wielded by its force, attacks Sett at an unseen rate, all of which he either dodges or plays with his forefeet.

"Roll-rolling.

　There's a whizzing sound all around.
　But the sound of it is the sound of the whip being knocked to the ground without hitting the set.
　Seeing it, Seto flaps his wings as if he were kicking up into the air.
　Minas, who no longer had the means of a long-range attack, had no choice but to wait for Seto to come down.
　Seto then flies freely through the air and attacks Minas from above for an opportunity.
　But Sett, in a way, also had a handicap on his back. a city like this It's also drawn countless glances from Bornter's estate. Under these circumstances, it is impossible to carelessly use the skills acquired by absorbing the magical stones of other monsters. Sett understood that if it could be used, it would be more than a change in size that could easily be misled by the darkness of the night. Or even if you use it around the poison nail, you may not be able to see a decisive moment for others around you, but as long as there is a possibility of information leaking from the person who received the poison nail, you cannot use it either.

"Ringling!"

　In the end, he decides that he has no choice but to catch them in the flesh-and-blood battle, and begins to dive from about 20 meters high toward Minas, who is aiming at him with a whip.

"Here you are!"

　Minas also waited to whip Sett in the body...

"Huh!"

　Seto's body whips within range. However

"Grunt!"

　Using high-pitched resizing skills, Seto's body shrinks to about 1m the next moment.
　At this time, most people who watched Seto's movements felt uncomfortable because it was a sudden descent while moving like a barrel roll to avoid the whip, but it was fortunate that no one was convinced that he had shrunk clearly. Of course, Seto himself was aiming for a barrel roll.
　A barrel roll that shrinks the body, avoiding a whip released at a high speed, and descends to Minas.

"Roll-rolling.

　And as soon as he saw that he avoided the whip, he resized again using his resizing skills to get back to his original size.

"Grunt!"wave one's right forefoot sideways

"Oh my gosh!"

　Of course it's not an ordinary blow. It was a set blow from Gryphon. Their power is so violent that even the minas that they are covered with scales cannot prevent them, and they are blown right beside them for nearly 10 meters and faint by the impact.
　The garden, which had been surrounded by fierce battle noises until just a few minutes ago, is once again enveloped in the silence of the night after the battle is over.