Chapter 167 Traveling entertainer passing by

Devidora shows a steep expression to me who stood up to protect Igareth. Evil eye As if looking into my powers, he elaborated.

"... What, where did this child come from?"

"... This magic is a demons ..."

"... Who is your child ...?"

Says the demons who surrounded them. Healing While they are upset, apply <> to Igareth to heal the wound.

"Let's be quiet, Igareth. It will end soon."

"…………You are?"

"It's just a travel artist." Tran sl a te d b y ｊp ｍ tl .c oｍ

Suddenly, Davida stepped down and said sharply.

"A kid. If you are a demonic, why would you help a man? He is the successor to the seventh throne of Azzion. He is the blood of the hero Gerga, the king of humans who killed our fellowmen without mercy."

"Devidra. If he killed your child, forgive revenge."

He shows a suspicious reaction to being called.

"But Igareth is a powerless kid. Rather than kill our brothers, we haven't hurt him. Did the devil King Anos allow him to kill innocent humans?"

Davida frowns at the words.

"It must be no stranger to the priest, that of Gerga, that he used a demonic baby who had no way of fighting as a hostage and executed cruelly. He's attracting soldiers and trapping them in an outrageous trap. You may have been killed, with your tomorrow. " T r ansl a ted by Ｊpmt l .ｃ om

"My friend is dead, countless."

If you glare, David kills David and the surrounding demons. They noticed the mysterious magic lurking in my abyss.

"But if you hate Azzion and despise your pride on the earth, you are no different from the people you hated."

At the same time as the words, the man behind Davida jumped at me.

"I don't know where the kid was gnawing, but she slaps the windy mouth that I knew! Because I became a shield in this country, I don't know you are here!"

The man kicks like a slap on my torso. If it hits right, it will be enough to break the wall.

But I caught it at my fingertips.

“………………?”

"No matter how much you kill your resentment, hatred, or humans, your heart is only drunk in the darkness."

Grab a man's foot. As it is, I'll lift it up with his body.

"U, oh ..."

重 加 Immediately, the demons increase their weight with the magic of <>. It quickly exceeded 500 kilos, and still heavier, but unconsciously, I swung him slowly.

"Oh, oh ... what's this little child ... It should have exceeded a few tons ...?"

HM. It's a bit heavy for a six year old body. But it's not a big deal compared to the moon.

T r ans la ted by ｊpｍ tl .c om I just turned my body and turned the man more vigorously.

"... Nuh, oh ... idiot ...!"

"Sora, take it firmly"

As if to let go of the wielding momentum, he threw a man, turned into a mass of several tons, into a group of soldiers around him.

"-Now!"

Flying The floor popped. The soldiers, who were quicker than expected or trying to avoid with <>, were unable to make it in time, and a few flew away with the thrown man.

"This little girl!"

The remaining soldiers draw a magic circle in front of them. The center changes like a turret, from where the jet-black sun emerges. <> Apparently, I understand my ability.

"Repel it. It's a murderer, but if you keep Jerga's lineage alive, those who have entered the demons will not come up."

Davida says. Taking the gaze of hatred head on, I open my mouth.

"The people who have scattered here will have been remorseful. Many have resentment, hatred, and died of human beings, but do not blame your hatred and the dead."

"Your kid is so funny! You know what you do!"

Hellfire annihilation gun A dozen or so soldiers fired <> to burn Igareth together. The jet-black sun, shot with a loud noise, hits one after another, scorching the skin and burning the meat.

However, the black flame did not reach Igareth behind.

"……what……?"

T ran s l ated by Jp ｍ tl .ｃo m Hellfire annihilation gun "... No way ... I can't believe it ... I've got more than a dozen <> in my body, and I'm still standing ..."

A startling voice leaks from the soldiers. They are alert and try to see through my power with evil eye, but the deeper they look into the abyss, the more they turn into incredible faces.

"... Why don't you use anti-magic ...?"

Davidra asked a keen question.

"... Although it's a child, its magic isn't extraordinary. There shouldn't have been any work to prevent it with anti-magic ..."

"You know your hatred. The fire of hatred is probably burning yourself far more than the small fire that burned me now."

I slowly bring my hand in front of me and hold it.

"If you want to hate, I hate you. You must be the righteous partner. Will continue to burn black. ''

Davidra bites his back teeth and glares at his eyes. Others are no different. Hate, anger, and sadness are nesting in their hearts.

"... We can't be like a demon king. We know hundreds of unkindness. We don't care if we fall to the earth. But ... I am ..."

As he vomits blood, he says. As if burning yourself in the fire of hatred.

"I hate humans!"

Davidra draws a magic circle and sends magical powers to beat the hatred. The jet-black sun, which is several times as many as before, has appeared. Hellfire annihilation gun Other soldiers also cast <> as if responding.

That's probably right.

Don't stop. In words etc. If I could stop with such a thing, I did not make a wall.

You have to stop even if someone is exhausted. T r an s lat ed b y ｊpmtl.ｃo m

"Retreat there, kid! I can't help anymore. All humans burn out!"

The jet-black sun radiated all at once, like a meteor, pours at Igareth behind and pours down. With a magic circle floating in my eyes, I glanced at them.

"Perish"

Hellfire annihilation gun interferes with <>. It was the ultimate anti-magic, which drowned out the burning black sun very easily.

“…………………, when …………!”

"... Wait ... that's ... that's that kid, is that ...?"

A demonic soldier has shown upset. It is not about the fire extinguishing gun <> being extinguished.

They were witnessing what should never have been.

Demon eye “……, that …………”

Devidra steps back in awe. The demons were all staring at me astonished.

"... Alive ... were you ..."

"What's the story? I'm Anos Porticoro, a traveling entertainer passing by."

As if beaten, Davidra kneels. I rubbed my forehead against the ground and raised a beasty roar, as if begging me.

All others fall into place as if they had lost their will to fight. Tears were running down their cheeks.

"... The Demon Lord came to love travel performers ...... I might be looking into you now ..."

Prostrate, they spit out their chest as if they repent of the Demon King.

"... I can't do it ... I can't live very much in peaceful times ..."

"Humans are laughing, living, and alive across the wall ..."

"The humans who have killed us have lived in peace ... how can we overlook it ... Why ... shameless way of life ..."

"I don't want to forget it, forget this hatred, and live like that. We have already died. With that great war, we were finally destroyed ..."

"The Demon King ... Great my prince ... I couldn't protect your life ... I just couldn't protect ..."

Her sobbing is strong and she hits her chest.

They are all faithful. Speaking of being a travel artist, a travel artist. Speaking of my death, the Demon King is dead. Even the facts can easily be overturned by a single command of the Demon King of Violence.

But still, after I died, I couldn't save that life.

You must have tried to protect it. It must have been an effort. But this is the only thing. Forgetting revenge and building peace was not the only thing.

No matter how much the wall is, their hatred is not light enough to be able to keep up with the words in a country without a demon king.

Two thousand years ago, I could not protect. So many people have been left here.

and again--

At that time, I saw something above my head. It's a black, grain of light. I remember.

A flurry, a flurry, and a single particle come down. Then he fell into my hand and disappeared suddenly.

Tell me something.

Going back time Now, this time is just a dream of foam while <> continues. When the magic is over, this past will revert to order and they will kill Igareth.

But maybe-it could be changed.

"Raise your face"

Davidra looked up. Still, I can't face me.

"A message from the Demon King of Violence"

I told them powerfully.

"I'll see you two thousand years later."

Any trivial words are fine. A small contradiction that spills out of the order of time is fine.

They change their minds without changing their behavior-enough to turn a foamy dream into a reality.

"A wonderful world is waiting for you"

I wished so much in the sad past, which passed away long ago.