An Unemployed Small-Town Girl Pulled Out The Enchanted Sword: She Can't Become The Hero, So She

A large amount of blood spread from the collapsed body.

I'm so heavily weighed that I don't even have to see my back cracked tight.

"Hawkins, brilliant! Now, this opens the curtain for the righteousness of the brave!

Dorothy, who was impressed, approached Merle with a smiling face full of madness and a voice as she swung her sword joyfully.

I stepped on the blood flowing in my boots, and when I saw him fall, it gave me zero natural grin.

"Demon King, now you know! Evil cannot prevail over justice! Now I can finally lead the world!

"Shit..."

The fallen Merle only points his gaze at Dorothy.

Even if I move my body, the pain dominates my body and I can't move slightly.

Spreading sea of blood, surrounded by a party of brave men.

Somehow, Merle remembered the old days when he said he was dying now.

When I was pulling, when I pulled out the Devil's Sword, when I met Lucille, when I went to Pecona - all the footage of the past leading up to the present instantly flows.

Merle also had zero laughter if he remembered the past that was happy, the full past.

"How can it be funny when you're dying? Come on, Demon King. Now..."

The saw is shaken up.

"Over!"

Eliza's back of her hand raised the light.

He flashed his holy power dwelling sword toward Dorothy's saw, which was shaken as he freed Stigma's power once and for all.

When Dorothy, pushed by force, was thrust backwards to a large extent, she regained her posture and saw what had happened to the Demon King.

Before the Demon King, Eliza, who activated Stigma, is pulling herself out and staring at Dorothy.

"Huh? Why? Why?"

I don't understand. Dorothy is just pompous without making an expression on Eliza, who turns hostile.

The descendants of the same brave men. Same party mate. A brave man who thought he had the same purpose.

There is a conspiracy going on.

"It's over now"

"Hey, what are you talking about, Eliza... why? Why did you interrupt?

"Your justice... it's not justice!

"Eliza... say what..."

"Justice is! I'm trying to save someone. A mind that thinks of people is justice!

To Eliza, who commits a conspiracy and speaks justice, Dorothy let the flames of anger dwell in her eyes.

"What are you talking about, Eliza! You've come so far... justice is a brave man! Demon king is evil!

"No... evil is. Evil is a tyrant who is bewitched by his title and behaves himself! We are the evil ones!

"Elizaaaaaaaa!!!

The saw eats up to Eliza in anger.

When the blade of light with the stigma fully open intersected the saw, the light was scattered and bumped.

"You are not a brave man! Eliza... you are evil brainwashed by the Demon King too!

"You can't throw away your ideals of bravery anymore! This is the time to end your ideals!

The blades of the brave and the brave painted remnants, scattered sparks and waved many times.

Dorothy, prepared to become a ghost expression with anger, Eliza hits her opponent with her powers twelve times.

"Me! I am the righteous one!

A vibration shook the castle. As the light shed from the ceiling, the two looked up.

Shattered debris, and dragons are breaking through the ceiling and falling.

Dodging each other without flying backwards, a giant dragon fell to the spot in despair with a number of arrows in their bodies between them.

Rising smoke, a deadly dragon in front of you.

What happened and the two relaxed for a moment.

"Dear Eliza! Look out... look out!

When Maria heard the cry, Eliza stepped out of the throne and looked out from the walls.

On a hill far from the castle, the devil's flag was raised.