Yuusha Dakedo, Maou Kara Sekai Wo Hanbun Moratte Uragiru Koto ni Shita

After my passing old man challenged me into battle, the Demon King finally noticed this way.

"Hmm? Brave man, enemy?

He is talking with his beans as he cheeks the dough adorably. Pretty.

"Shall I do it?

"No, it's okay. From what I've seen, it doesn't look that strong... and Lorikon's been fooled, so I'll hit him."

"Do brave men like me? Then I think you're right about Loricon."

"No! I just liked someone who was a toddler. It's not like I liked the Demon King because she was a young girl, so it's a little different from Loricon"

"Yu, brave man...... cool"

Now the demon king is blushing his cheeks. Yeah, cute.

"Well, you seem to be brainwashing the girl you want... you bastard"

"How does that happen"

But they still didn't recognize my words. What, brainwashing... am I that much of a Loricon face?

"Grow up. Now the sin is light."

"Ugh. That's why I'm telling you I didn't do anything!

Me and the old man staring at each other.

I might stand out if I fought here...... can't help it.

Just knock it down and get away with it.

"Whoa!

It was fast.

Easy on him, I'll pack up some time.

The instantaneous power of working out as a brave man is only dull, but he is still alive.

In a moment when the opponent is not perceptible, defeat!

That's what I thought.

"!?

Hilariously, the old man dodged my blow.

More than I expected. Sometimes I was caught off guard, and I got stunned.

Honestly, I thought it was just a miscellaneous fish... but it didn't seem like it.

"You're bloody... I don't hate that kind of thing"

The old man laughs niggardly and reaches out his hand to his hip.

It was the beautiful knife that shined in silver that equipped it.

"Let's go."

In a moment, the sword flash attacked me.

"!"

Reflectively glance at yourself to avoid the blade aiming at your neck.

Danger... I almost got my neck slashed with a single hair.

"That's a good reaction. Funny."

"Shut up...... if you're strong, say so!

Concentrate your consciousness in haste.

Thanks to that, the second and third shots could be dealt with calmly.

Nevertheless, the level of swordsmanship is high...... it will be a sensory story, but I think it is probably equivalent to Mr. Suke of the Four Heavens.

"Demon King! Give me some weapon!

I have bad minutes with my bare hands. That's what I thought. I demanded a weapon from a demon king who could use transfer magic.

"Wait a minute...... eh. An appropriate sword in the demonic realm, but is this good?

"Fine! Thanks."

During the battle, he receives the sword that the Demon King took out of him with his transfer, and strikes back with it.

I'm the type of guy who can fight there with his bare hands, but it's easier to fight with a weapon.

Both the Demons fought with the [Sword of the Brave]. With a sword, it becomes stronger.

But he had a sword, and he was with his opponent.

"Ooh. Quite, strong"

The old man seems surprised, but I'm surprised again, too.

Honestly, it is the right person to meet. I thought it was a miscellaneous fish.

"Besides, it's a different kind of swordsmanship... is that selfish? No beauty, but fierceness."

"Swordsmanship? I've never fought like that before."

"I see. That's also funny...... more, let's have some fun!

Every time we put our swords together, the sparks scatter.

It was strong...... swordsmanship may even be comparable to holding a title in the Demon clan.

"[Conceptual Inheritance] … the power of Hod's inhabitants."

I struggled and Tamamo scraped the tea and explained it to me.

"In the past, when organisms couldn't live on the ground and came back to the trees... there were people from an island country. They rejected the others and took possession of [Hod]. That's not the inhabitant of this country."

It is a long one. She is relaxed at all times.

The description goes on.

"So, bye. In the birthplace of those who occupied Hod, there were several great men who were told as legends. The inhabitants of Hod conceptualized their power and inherited it - this is called [conceptual inheritance], so that the qualified people can use their corresponding power. Alongside the Demons, there are strong warriors to what is termed a fighting nation."

Uh, in other words... would you say that you are conceptualizing the heritage of the past and passing on that power to future generations?

If you inherit, the power will last. By the constant circulation of power by death, Hod retains his national power - and I could understand that like that.

"Quite an interesting way to fight...... it's time for me to end it"

And here the old man stopped the move.

He laughs invincibly and raises his sword in the sky.

"[New Selection]"

Then, after some whining.

Multiple... nowhere. Dozens of shadows appeared on this occasion.

"What is this... summoning!?

Surprised. Suddenly a shadow appeared to stain from the ground.

And all its shadows seemed to have swords.

Armed.

"No. It's not summoning... these guys are my people, it's power"

The battle is at once unfavorable.

Dude, you're such a disobedient...... Huh!

"Hmm. Speaking of 'new selection'...... I see. Did the Lord fuck him?"

Explain to me in a hurry, the rear tamamo still drifts.

"The warrior is fighting… the head of a well-known police organization in that island country. His name is Yoshi Kondo."

Old man - "Yoshi Kondo" seemed quite powerful unexpectedly.

"Me and my swordsmanship make each other... quite powerful. I can't overlook the invaders from the rest of the world."

And our presence seemed to have slipped away.

I see... that's why the guy with the arms showed up in the country. He was aware of our intrusion, so he showed up here to see what was going on and tie him up.

At last, my strength was checked.

Quite a bit, I think I got involved in a troublesome situation from the beginning.