257 It looks like the second, or third.

The lead was taken by Lianya.

Spike moves from advancing, not slashing.

If you see it evaded, immediately return the wrist and derive it to the horizontal giraffe.

Try to chase him back to the intruder who dodged him. Release three consecutive attacks between Tang Bamboo and the left and right hanging in between breaths.

In contrast, when the intruder dodges up to the second shot and defends himself with a blade in the third shot, he moves to an impending position and pushes Lianya's body back with his arm force.

Lianya, spreading her time once without defying this, instantly nabbed her sword and muttered in a heartfelt surprise as she maintained her blade extraction posture.

"I didn't know you couldn't kill me."

I am Lianya, who is beginning to realize quite a bit about the abnormality of my sword.

I was confident that if I put my current skill on that cleavage, I would be able to slash the approximate.

But Lianya could not feed the blade of her own sword to the sword of the intruder.

Though this was not even a great sword that the likes of the demonic general class who fought before could be slashed with a single blow, it was very easy to feed his own blade into his body.

"Do you mean the performance of the product is mutual?

Asked Lianya without any concern, the intruder shook his head.

"No, no, this one's inferior"

At the same time as the word butt, Lianya strikes back the attack of an intruder who has now turned into an offense with a blow from the razor.

At that time, only a little bit, but the feeling of your blade eating into the opponent's body conveys to the hand holding the pattern.

This was a Lotus Ya that I think could be slashed, but the feeling that had been conveyed to my hand in the next moment was a feeling I had never felt before that the eaten blade would only be pushed back for what I had eaten.

Though I remember the surprise, thinking about it for now is behind me, and to Lianya, who tries to push the blade further in, the intruder does not force the blade to tilt its pressure, pulling back the blade that is unilaterally sharpened while scattering the spark and flying away.

Without trying to force him to chase it, Lianya looked up with her right hand holding the knife of the stripper.

"The skill that's repairing that knife, is that your cheat?

Neither the part where the blade devoured nor the part where the blades were rubbed and scraped against each other can be seen at all in the knife erected by the flying intruder.

On that blade, shining as if it were a freshly wholesaled brand new, Lianya saw it as a restoration of the weapon in the possession of her opponent's skill.

"I look closely, but now, what do you think?

There is no answer to the question.

Lianya flashed her face that she was still a tough opponent to do compared to Ichiya, who had fled earlier, because she was not intentionally willing to reveal her hand.

However, if the opponent's skill is the automatic repair of the weapon, it is possible to deal with it. Lianya has no idea that stepping into strength will lead to a series of attacks. She releases a full-fledged slaughter on Tang Bamboo that holds the pattern with both hands.

At the same time, if you strengthen yourself with magic and strengthen your body, a brilliant white blow will sweep over the head of the intruder.

At first, he was an intruder who defended himself with his own sword, but soon he realized that this blow was something he couldn't defend, and he jumped to the big right and dodged this.

Along the way, the tip of a knife that had been held in the hands of an intruder, delayed by even a moment's thought of defending it, was left in the trajectory of a pure white slash, short but cut off.

Even if the cutting edge is only scraped a little, the user's intermission is crazy.

An intruder's knife poked at Lianya's nose tip trying to tatami on whether this is a good opportunity, the slashed part instantly recovers and regains its original length.

"Whoa!?

If the shortened body returns to its original length, it produces the same effect as if it had been protruded for that matter.

To Lianya, who was about to get stuck, the intruder unleashes a slaughter, which Lianya avoids by flying large, and lays her own sword to restrain the pursuit.

"It's still inferior, isn't it?

An intruder who does not try to chase the drawn Lianya, but rebuilds his sword.

At its feet a portion of its slashed body disappeared to melt in pieces with light.

Even if Lianya breaks down her attitude, she doesn't force herself into it because, as the intruder first said, she has no intention of defeating Lianya here in order to earn her time on the run.

"Do you want me to ask you about your name? You know my name, but I don't know you."

With no desire to defeat or be defeated, but merely for the purpose of buying time and then to tailor this intruder with more than a certain amount of skill, Lianya, who thought her bones were about to break inside, switches her actions to conversation.

Defeating an opponent who runs away is difficult inside, even if there is a considerable difference in strength.

Of course, Lianya doesn't fail to just prepare to cut it down instantly if she sees a gap, but it didn't seem like she could do such a gap to this opponent at all.

"Name... right, you can call me Karen"

"Karen, right. You believe we're persecuting demons, too, Kuchi?

"Well, how about that?"

Lianya frowns at the teasing answer.

Unlike Ichiya earlier, the swordsman named Karen did not seem to believe in the "Protect the Demon Nation from the invasion of the people who persecute the Demon Nation" that he described.

But if so, the question remains as to why we are now joining the Demon Clan.

"Combat freak?

"I don't hate swordsmanship, but I'm happier making or eating something"

If you are the owner of a troubled personality that you prefer fighting to rice three times, fighting Lotus Yaya is a truly fascinating event, and it was also conceived to lend a hand to the Demons for that purpose.

But from Karen's response, the line is thin.

When that happens, the question of why the hell you're on your side remains completely unresolved.

"Were you also a cute Co in the Demon Clan?

"I don't want to move because of a woman."

"Status or money?

"I can't eat either and..."

It doesn't look like Lianya even as if she's lying, and the doubt grows even deeper because she can tell too much about it.

This situation, which cannot properly explain the muscular tract, gently irritates Lianya.

"Is it so strange that I lend a hand to the Demons?

Lianya nodded honestly at the inquiry thrown from under the hood hiding her face.

"You're a summons from the same world as me and that guy Kazuya, aren't you? If you don't believe in the persecution of demons by people, you don't know why you bother putting them on the shoulders of villains called demons."

"I know one drunken man who comes all the way into that sphere of power to find one woman of that villain race?

If so cut back, there is no word to give back as Lianya.

With all that passing, Karen leaked a throaty laugh from the back of her hood to Lianya, who couldn't even face her.

It's not a disgusting laugh, Lianya feels.

Purely, just a funny laugh.

That sounded like a laugh.

"You're an honest guy, depending on that honesty, do I answer honestly too? The reason I'm shouldering the Demons is curiosity. If we're on this side, we can fight you."

"I knew you were a warrior."

"Not exactly. I want to avoid fighting anyone but you."

The oddly pinpoint nomination surprises Lianya's face.

At least as far as my memory goes, I have absolutely no idea who I want to fight just you for hiding my face.

"Causes of previous life?

It was Lianya who thought that there was a cause somewhere in the memory that was being erased.

But this word is also lightly denied.

"That too...... no. If I told you that, you would have erased your memory. Well, even if I had a good memory of it, you wouldn't know me."

The only way to know that Lianya's memory has been erased is through the existence of that childhood goddess relationship, which Lianya thinks was information that the administrators of this world could not possibly have known.

But as far as that toddler goddess is concerned, I think the information is quite monstrous, so I can't help but worry about where the information is leaking from, and it's not information I have trouble with where it leaks.

It was more of an opponent in front of me than that.

Not a combat fanatic, not a cause of a previous life, and then a stubborn being to himself.

Lianya still doesn't know anything about such a thing.

Lotus Ya, who was paying close attention to his opponent's behavior and turning his thoughts around, eventually reaches one conclusion to put it into words.

"Stalker?"

"... stop treating people like criminals"

There was a tremendously unpleasant sound in the voice.

My face is hidden and invisible, so I couldn't help but wonder what facial expression she was wearing, but I'm sure she looks disgusted as well as her voice, Lianya thinks.

"Gun Knife Law Violation..."

"What's that!?

Karen, who penetrated, fumbled and noticed Lianya showing her hands wide open.

In both of its spread hands, the knife is not gripped.

"Become!?

"< small flare shell >!

The outrage of putting enemies in front of you, spreading your hands, and letting go of your gains.

The thought of incredibility came to my voice, Karen. In the wake of it, it was countless firebombs against the backdrop of Lianya's immense magic power that popped out of both hands.

Lianya shows Karen, swallowed up by a bunch of fire bullets who can be pounded with the momentum of turning the bucket upside down and pounding the water, a bare gesture wiping the sweat off her forehead just because she did a good job.

Not to say Tane, but Karakuri, whose knife in his hand suddenly disappeared, simply threw the knife inside the inventory.

I was surprised without realizing it, which means that apparently this devil's side of the lost has not been granted the capability regarding the Vacancy and the Inventory called in this world.

A moment of rigidity spent in the act of surprise.

Lotus Yakiya practiced the magic of a small flare.

The reason I chose the less powerful was because, in addition to being quick to start, I somehow felt that one big move would prevent me.

In this regard, since the power of one shot at a time is low, it can be released in large quantities, it is a hopeful observation that even if Karen was able to slash the magic, like the sword of Lianya, for example, he would hit several shots without being able to slash them all.

If he couldn't defend himself, he had the option of dodging, but Karen, surprised by the sudden appearance of a large quantity of fire bullets in front of him, was delayed in reacting.

As a result, although he was able to defend himself with some kind of fence, he was almost decently swallowed up by the torrent.

It would be easier if he died from this, but Lianya, who kept typing in < small flare bullets > for a while even as Karen's appearance became invisible in the torrent of flames, saw a single shot of light shooting up in the fudge sky.

The firing place is a point quite far from where Lianya is located.

It wasn't an attack or anything, just a bullet of light launched against the sky with a white glowing tail pulled away, vanishing as if it had burned out after a while of flying.

I wondered if it might be like some kind of signal bullet, Lotus Ya felt something somewhat chilly at the next moment and flew off the scene while stopping exercising his magic.

Try to chase that flying Lianya, and reveal yourself in a position where Karen, who raised white smoke from all over her body, swept away the space where Lianya had been until then, from the torrents of flames that had disappeared when the white blade swept away into the horizontal beard and stopped exercising.

"Resisting witchcraft, you've stuck that bullet mess inside of us, huh?

You'd be surprised.

I'm good at it, Karen.

He says he's dived into all that flames, but there's no burnt marks on his outfit, and he hasn't burned a hooded cloak that's soaked from his head.

"Surprised.... I'm just surprised, but even surprised"

"What are you going to do when the whole thing burns, not at all..."

Bumps and Karen complains as she pays for the clothes that are raising white smoke.

It's a sight that makes me want to go in there and say that whoever sees it, whatever it is you can do, hasn't burned it for some reason.

"Well, it looks like you got away with one thing. That's it this time."

"You think I'm gonna let you get away with this?

Remove the stashed knife from the inventory and rebuild Lianya.

In that series of actions, Karen, who apparently understood how Lianya suddenly turned off her knife and showed it, said with a grin after she gave him an enviable look.

"There's a good reason why we're stuck here, huh?

"What?"

"A drunken man came all the way out here looking for a demonic woman. I know there's three of us called, and there's only two of us here. You know what this means, don't you?

Lianya, who was so told, soon realizes that.

Where the hell is the second or third person who is not here doing what?

The answer is that we are going to the person who is the object of the Lotus Mita, who is eating a stall here.

That is.

"You guys, get Emil..."

"Well, what do you think? If you want to run, I won't chase you. I need to get Ichiya back and get him treated, too. Still, well, if you're not willing to let me get away with it, you can't help it. I'll let you stick to it."

"... let me pull"

Slowly tongue-in-cheek, Lianya slowly moves away from Karen as she returns the knife to the sheath of her hips, staring at Karen's movements without alarm, trying not to show her back.

To Lianya like that, Karen waved and showed it to her in a very appropriate way.

"I hope we make it, but if we hurry, we'll figure it out. I'm not going to cut you out of the back, so let's go."

Even though there is no single believable element, for some reason Lianya thought that Karen would certainly not imitate the way she cuts herself from behind.

That's why Lianya, at the same time that Karen uttered those words, never looked back at Karen at once, and ran in the direction of the camp where Zion and the others waited.