My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

Harold, who received the slash at Yuno, stroked his chest, saying that he managed to make it in time. However, for a short while, the relief was the appearance of the black costumes who suffered painful injuries.

And the smell of blood floating around.

It was obvious who created this tragedy.

A big man in a bad armor who tried to beat Yunho and his subordinates, soldiers of the Sarian Empire Army. Probably the reinforcements they were talking about in the messenger.

The moment I understand that, my heart beats. It wasn’t the fear or anxiety that I might have similar eyes on.

It feels like the blood in your body is boiling. Harold felt the anger of boiling intestines.

Perhaps because of that, the mouth that was stroking the opponent was better than usual, and I had no intention of stopping it.

At this point, I think I couldn’t make a calm judgment. Help Yuno and his friends. To annihilate the enemy in front of you. I could only think of it.

And the anger at Ritzelt culminated at the moment he deliberately turned his companion into charcoal. In front of that scene, it is naturally dominated by the will to “kill.”

You would have noticed how unusual it was in the usual Harold.

But now Harold didn’t have the time to notice it, and above all, he didn’t intend to suppress that feeling.

With another provocation, he tries to engage with Ritzelt with one pair and decide the game.

Although it was a full step, it was too straight. Harold also had blood on his head.

A gust of fire hits Harold as if waiting. I was forced to change direction to avoid a direct hit, but an ice spear came flying ahead of the avoidance.

I managed to knock it off with a sword.

The magic is activated quickly. It is thrown one after another without a gap. The aim is accurate and the formidable power is high.

It seems that the title of the mage was not false.

I’m not sure if I can deal with it with sword technique, but I can shoot magic by watching Harold’s movement. The reason may be that the distance is wide, but conversely, it is difficult to close the distance.

Both have ways to prevent the other party’s gimmicks, but there is no decisive factor in going one step further.

Harold tries to jump into his pocket, and Ritzelt magically intercepts it. By doing so, the time is opened again by selecting the avoidance action.

Then, how about using magic to capture it?

Thinking so, I switched to a magical attack, but there was no response. The other person is more familiar with magic than himself.

It seems that the magical coping is yours.

No effective hits are given to each other.

This is Sennichite. Moreover, Ritzelt, a mage, has more time than Harold, who specializes in close combat.

Harold is already tired and injured in repeated battles. Ritzelt, on the other hand, is almost in perfect condition.

It’s clear which is the disadvantage.

And one more thing. Harold has a big weakness.

Ritzelt suddenly loosens his attack and turns his dismayed face at Harold, who is eating down.

“How long are you going to devote yourself to the battle with clear results? You can’t beat me”

“Dharma doll I’ll cut off that neck. “

” I’m an indistinguishable little child. I can’t help it. “

Grinning. Ritzelt smiles ugly. I had a bad feeling.

Ritzelt released icicle rain. And it attacked not Harold, but Yuno and his friends who continued to treat their companions.

“Shit!”

Harold uses the magic of “Dust Storm” to blow off the rain on the icicles, barking abominably. So what was leaked was slashed with a sword while moving at high speed.

But it’s still not enough. Many icicles fall.

Fresh blood splattered and wet Yuno’s face.

Yunho looks like he saw something incredible while dyeing his face in vermilion. After confirming that she wasn’t injured, Harold pulled out an icicle stuck in her right shoulder.

A large amount of blood drips.

Severe pain ran. You would never be able to do it normally.

However, the flames of wrath that burned my body pushed Harold so much that I didn’t mind that.

Kill Ritzelt “Hey”.

Just that. Abnormal obsession.

Maybe this is the answer in Harold.

(Oh, yeah-did you stay in me all the time, Harold)

Blood lost, slightly Think vaguely with the remaining rational thinking.

When I first came to this world, I was surprised and immobile. The reason I moved my body was that I had no intention of speaking …

(It was all you)

It makes sense. It was reasonable to faithfully reproduce the movement of the game.

For better or for worse, it may have always been influenced by the original Harold. That may be the reason why Kazuki Hirasawa, an ordinary person, was able to adapt to this world.

Then, what will happen to this self-consciousness that we have now? Will it be swallowed by the original Harold, or will Kazuki’s personality be overwritten? Or will a personality that is a mixture of Kazuki and Harold be born?

(I don’t know that, I don’t care now)

I have no time to think about things I don’t understand .. It is not even clear that this hypothesis is correct from the beginning.

But if you really have Harold in you–

(Help me, Harold Stokes. You Because I was hurt, the plan didn’t go as planned, and he was cut off!)

That’s a person named Harold Stokes. Egocentric, selfish, selfish crap.

Even if you are self-employed, you will never forgive anyone who has hurt your high pride. Harold can’t be stopped without killing Ritzelt so far.

“Well, I’m not hurt by the stones, but can I surpass that? Little child, if you repent of your words and actions, you can’t do it under my control.”

Ritzelt makes such a suggestion, convinced of the victory. If it weren’t for this situation, there might have been room for consideration, but now I’m hoping for it.

“I’ll choose death if I’m under you. I’m the only one who can follow me.”

“… … It ’s a stupid guy forever. ”

The visibility is hazy. I can’t breathe. If you don’t keep putting effort into your whole body, you’re about to collapse.

There is no choice but to settle with the next attack.

If you look behind you, the effect of healing magic or the number of people who can walk with their own feet is increasing.

“You guys quickly dismiss it. It’s just annoying to be here”

“But …”

“I won’t say it twice. It should be a problem for you to break your identity.”

Harold pointed out that Yuno and his friends were all over. Shut up. Perhaps Harold’s support and the name of the Sumeragi family are weighed down.

It wouldn’t be necessary to compare such things.

“… I’m afraid, but please accept this.”

Yunho decided so with bitterness.

At the time of leaving, use the magical power of nothing to cast healing magic on Harold. I heard a faint mutter, “I’m sorry for Erica …”.

I’m sorry to heal the wound, Erica may have told me to “throw it away.”

If so, I really hate it.

Well, that’s fine. That’s Harold Stokes.

(… so I’ll ask. You can do it with the power of Harold “you”)

Success rate even in the training so far Is less than 20%. It is not a perfection that can be used in actual battles.

Still, it is a fact that there is only that technique to defeat Ritzelt.

Yuno’s healing magic makes me feel that my slightly lightened body is pushing my back.

I’m sorry to die. But I’m sorry to lose to Ritzelt even if I die.

Harold rushed out. It doesn’t matter if blood rushes out of the unclosed wound.

An assault that you don’t know how many times. Harold still pushes forward, catching Ritzelt’s cold gaze from the front.

Magic released to intercept. It jumps forward and jumps over, but an icicle falls there again.

In the air where you can’t move. It is inevitable as it is.

Yes, if you’re “stuck in the air”.

I’ve seen it many times in the game. I have used it many times by manipulating the character myself.

The image is an invisible scaffold that exists in the air.

Harold’s body tilts unnaturally in the air in an impossible direction. If Ritzelt’s eyes weren’t crazy, Harold kicked the void.

It accelerated and survived the air raids on the icicles. And once again, Harold accelerates again, kicking in the empty air.

“Aerial Dash”

Naming without any twist. It is a technique that accelerates in the air as if reading. It’s like running in the sky, and it’s an indispensable technique for connecting combos.

If you make a mistake in the timing, you will only rush to the opponent’s attack, but if you use it well, you can use it for both combo and avoidance.

And a technique that is absolutely indispensable in the battle style of Harold Stokes.

While riding at the top speed, let’s step on and change the direction of travel. The bones creak and the muscle fibers squeak and tear.

I clenched my teeth and made an unvoiced voice while enduring the load that hit my whole body.

Irregular multi-stage acceleration in the air. An eccentric sight that even Ritzelt, who has experienced many battlefields, has never seen.

It’s not very responsive.

Harold took behind Ritzelt faster than he could blink.

Ritzelt tries to turn around, but it’s too late. Harold swung his sword faster than he turned around.

Ritzelt’s right arm dances in the air with a vivid touch that echoes in his hand.

Slash the armor with a sword that returns as it is, cut the armor, and hit the hard-hitting palm and even the roundhouse kick to lift the body.

Harold’s onslaught is not over yet.

Slash it up, throw a grouse on a completely floating place, and blow off a few meters. The distance was quickly closed with an aerial dash.

From there, slash, fist, and kick.

Ritzelt’s gorgeous armor is no longer visible. It’s crushed, smeared with dirt, and stained with blood. And the person wearing it was more tattered than the armor.

It takes more than a dozen seconds. In the meantime, more than 50 attacks have been eaten.

Ritzelt has been launched to a height that can be called the sky anymore. From a higher position, Harold sneaks forward and hits the whole phoenix leg on the abdomen.

“Kutabare”

Ritzelt falls, leaving a crushing sound. Harold follows it after a beat.

Ritzelt fell to the ground while making a dull sound. Harold also lands next to it.

Silence. All you can hear is an awkward breath that you can’t call your own breathing.

Then I saw Ritzelt’s fingertips fluttering in the corner of my field of vision.

I’m still breathing while being attacked that much. It’s dying but surprisingly tough. It seems that the trained muscles were not meaningless.

But still alive. I can’t kill you. I have to kill.

In a vague consciousness, Harold strengthens his sword-grabbing power and thrusts it at Ritzelt. All you have to do is stab it in your neck.

“Hello … Ludo …?”

A familiar voice. The human voice trying to save.

Looking back, there were faces of Robinson, Sid, and Irene who were confused. There is also a figure of Cody nearby.

It seems that it was worth the effort. As soon as they know that they are safe, the power to support their bodies is lost.

But why did you find yourself? The answer to that question was a mask hanging from his ears and swaying.

(Oh, did you come off while you were fighting … you know …)

Harold with full-blown wounds I can’t think of it.

I am now wearing the military uniform of the Sarrian Empire. To have landed in the midst of a battle between the Knights and the Stars.

In the sense that the figure was exposed.

“What are you doing …?”

Unusually upset Cody. Harold simply tells us that he has no room to instigate.

“… This guy is the Major General of the Sarrian Empire, Ritzelt … This attack is the work of the Empire … , Ha– “

Harold reaches the limit there. I lost consciousness and couldn’t finish Ritzelt, and collapsed on the spot as if it had run out.

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A room like a research facility surrounded by gowns and gowns and equipment that makes heavy sounds. The man sitting there was curiously reading the report.

The cheeks are thin enough to give an unhealthy impression to the long white hair that has been stretched to reach the back without any care. Like hair, the skin is white enough to think that it has never been exposed to the sun, and the bears that float under the eyes stand out even if they are not getting a decent sleep.

Although he seems to be living a life far from a healthy life in general, his face was happily distorted.

“Hmm, did this plan fail … but I’m glad I got a sample. What’s more worrisome is this boy … … ”

The probability of failure was almost zero. However, there are many uncertainties in the world.

No matter how high the probability is, it will never reach 100%.

So the fact that it failed is not a big deal.

Why did the problem fail?

This time Uncertainty 《 Irregular 》 . Harold Stokes, a 13-year-old boy with a weak crown.

Joined the youngest Knights in history. Escape that violates military regulations in the first mission. And when he disappeared, he was dressed in the military uniform of the Sarrian Empire when he was exposed again.

If you think it’s just a betrayal or a spy, it’s not. It is said that he had killed the Imperial soldiers when he was discovered. It’s also a major general.

Harold’s aim is unclear, but what is clear is that he was aware of this Knights attack in advance.

I was glaring that the probability to be exposed was extremely low. But Harold had some information from somewhere.

It’s also pretty accurate information. What kind of information network do you have?

“… a really interesting boy. Harold, will you help me or will you stand in front of me?”

The room is full of laughter. It was a calm, but crazy smile.

The door is knocked to block it.

“Director, it’s time”

“… I’m going now”

The expression changed to an expressionless one in an instant as if a mask was pasted. Very poor animation.

However, I wonder if his face looks different to the eyes of an assistant who is accustomed to seeing it.

“Anything good? Today’s director seems to have more fun than usual.”

“… Well, the research you care about You can find the target. “

” That’s fine, but the current research is also in the final stages, so please be firm? Director Justus “

” Oh, I know. “

Justus ・ Freund responded by staring at some distance with his eyes when the light disappeared.