Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

There is one Seven Swords, and after the Camellia Sword Dance (Kanbuko) Lumeia Tail is an animal of the Golden Fox clan.

He is the body of an animal man with a physical ability that naturally far surpasses human beings, but also a man who fights as his specialty the arsenal used by humans and falls into an unusual category among the beasts.

If the beast has it in battle, it's natural to say so, because you just have to use one flesh, things like nails, fangs and horns. Their weapon is sharper than a lousy one, and they smash it with a sword of iron or something, so they don't have to get their hands on a weapon made by a man.

Still, her obsession with the sword would just run out of 'interest' words.

Her companions laughed at the sword and other mere stick swings, the evil ascension of a human being with only a good head, etc., but the figure of a swordsman with beauty as he turned down a rock, cleaved steel, and danced seemed more beautiful to her than anything else, a silver glow.

So for more than forty years after I was born, I have lived in this sword. As much as possible into a beautiful golden and silver hua than anything else.

"- You don't have the luxury."

Lemeia sticks her sword to the ground as she looks at the demons who fly through the sky and run through the earth. There are only two numbers. It's extra in both hands, seven in total, the same number as the tail of the golden hair. It's like a flowering petal, stabbing unconstitutionally around myself and letting go.

Gently spread your arms to the extent that your fingers touch or do not touch the swords on either side and quietly enter the waiting room.

There are no allies around her. Don't stay. Because if you get any closer, you'll get caught up in that sword move. It is the implicit understanding of her and those who give up the battlefield that you should not be near anything but the enemy around you.

Eventually, the demon clan that targeted her bursts into her like a meteor while she was flying.

"Oh man, even animals would still have their heads working. Why would someone who doesn't know the wind currents want to be killed right now?"

Sigh sick and wait for the time. After the crossing, the demons crushed eight behind Lemaire and crashed. Since when is Lemaire crossing his arms? That's like the aftertaste of pulling out all the swords.

A herd of impending demons. There are ten or twenty. But all these days, they also splashed around as petals of blood, silver, and gold.

- Hua Decorative Slashing Realm (Sword Camelia). It is a nomenclature attached because everything that comes in time is cleaved between blinks and the surrounding area is transformed into a warmly blossoming camellia.

Send praise for the beginning of the winter when the camellia blossoms, as Refil was impressed by the way he watched behind him.

"That's Lord Lumeia. It's a brilliant sword."

"I don't mind the rhetoric. I'm tired of hearing you say that."

"It's nothing like rhetoric."

"What are you talking about? You know I can't move if I do this, right? That's why I lost to humans in the Seven Kings Sword Martial Arts."

I still shake my head at Lemaire, who talks to me like I said it was the case.

"Still, it's no different that sword moves are beautiful"

"That's natural."

I've lived for it. Weitzer, who watched Lemaire nearby who could say so and retreat, says in awe.

"With the Camellia Palace (Master Camellia), it's a hundred manpower."

"Prince, are you flattered too? Give me a break."

"No, because it is true that we are keeping the front thanks to the presence of Lord Camellia"

Almost minimal. Still, it was Weitzer's view that the Demons couldn't get out of it when he said the power of Lemaire.

But that's just what Weitzer held,

"Hey? Isn't that because you blew it up just now?

"Oh, that's..."

Weitzer mumbles. But I honestly didn't admit there was anything to think about, even though I was looking at that power.

Shuiming, who came here earlier with the Lemaires, is not here yet.

Before the demonic formation on the northeast side, which was increasing in thickness, he quietly murmured the words, then unleashed the immense magic, and he shot the magic into it.

Enormous magic formations of flock blue. A chest statue like a giant woman. In the luminescence, they were only fragmented in everyone's eyes, but they knocked the wilderness down right under the storm of lightning, matching all of its sparkling thunder with their fingertips, and manifesting power on earth beyond human understanding in this world.

With the light of blue and white thunder, he wiped out most of the right-wing demon clan, and ran down the path where the remnants of a single lightning bolt remained.

"You're making this one easier. That's that way, isn't it?

Lemaire looks back, but Weitzer looks sinister and strays his gaze.

Besides, Lemeia seems to have guessed something.

"Oh, you know what? I see. Then I can't honestly appreciate it... hey, that's fine. So how long have you been sitting around? of Larseam."

"I was tired of taking care of my soldiers until I got here. I wouldn't mind. I don't care if you do."

Gaius throws his hands out while sitting down. It is a throw. But I suppose it's a word I can say because I know exactly what I'm capable of.

"... but it's still a horrible move. Hands don't look natural, and I don't know if it's because my tail's in the way, but I can't even read about the movement. That's the second swordsman of the Seven Swords."

That said, Gaius turns to Weitzer.

"... so what do you think of the swordsman of the fifth place in the Seven Swords?

"You don't like it."

"No."

Weitzer still returns it to Gaius, who returns it in a light-hearted fashion.

"If you don't have the strength to stand anymore, shut up. I'm going to expose you."

"I got Yaki around, too. The kid told me not to."

While the two of them are making up their minds, the Lemaires say,

"So, you're next, Refi. It's been a long time since you were attracted to me before your move."

"After you show me your earlier moves, it's just my sword and other martial arts bones."

Even as he utters such a disgusting word, Lephile walks forward. My distance is clear because Lemaire slashes one of them and my succession is frightened. But it still doesn't change that there are many demonic flocks.

Weitzer asks Lemeia.

"Palazzo Camellia. What about her?

"Hmm? Is that Leffy? She's the swordsman I used to admire."

In those nostalgic words, Weitzer questions.

"I know you trust your arm in exchange, but isn't that still if you're looking at it?

"What are you talking about, purple cloud? The battlefield is a swordsman's flower stage, isn't it? What are we going to do about being impeccable in the way of a full-blown blossoming show? - Oh, come on, come on! That kid's got a hell of a grudge..."

Late to such Lemaire's words, uninterrupted killing sweeps the surrounding space.

"This is..."

That was indisputable, the killing spirit that Refile had unleashed. Swordswallowing, I remember the sharp illusion of cleaving my skin more than that, breathtaking Weitzer. Behind him, Gaius said, "... it's like we're standing together."

Eventually, Lefir opens his mouth in front of the Demon Clan.

"Demons!! My Spirit forges and bleeds before the sword and disappears!!

That was a big drink. A roar rides with numbness in the swirling red wind, nailing the demons on the spot who tried to move.

And it's called a total slaughter because it happens to be a sword strike. There is no harm in that language, because you say to someone who can no longer flee, fight or move, that he or she unilaterally seeks to wield excessive violence.

- Yes, because, at once, Refill says he's going to wipe out that black mountain.

"Mount Bo (Gala Varner) "

Keep your voice quiet. But the next behavior was also equal to the explosion. After letting the giant sword bring the red wind together, as she sweeps through it, the red wind becomes a shockwave and swallows the demon tribe.

Regardless, the Demons have no way of doing it. The demons that were on the ray could not even blow up, all returning from the edge of their bodies to the dust on the spot as if they had been swallowed by the scorching heat.

And Refile goes into the front of the holed demon clan and does all he can with a sword strike. Rising demons. Shattering Demons. Demons to be carved. Whether the demon clan, so immense as to strike her just in the eye, was also in the range of an easy opponent for her, Lephire took a head-on blow with the belly of her sword, and beheld a sideburn in return.

The result is a sword gratuitous two and it blows up luxuriously, involving the other demons and rolling in a dough.

... It's in the red wind and I don't know the look on Refill's face. But as long as her pale eyes are flashing lightning-like remnants, there will never be a time for outrage to live together.

"Such a swordsman was still in the north..."

That's what Weitzer said, and he's out of line. Fermenia, Shuiming, Lumaia and then the last swordsman to turn, because he was exercising the power of a thousand army generals, the heroes who appear in the epic poems, the kind of 10,000 injustices that multiplied them together.

"That's what you know after a sword dance in Camellia? Don't worry, you'll see."

"... No, it's dangerous. That's..."

"What?"

"What do you mean?

Gaius and Weitzer ask suspiciously to Lemaire, who suddenly gave him the look of a bitter bug bite.

"I know you guys look strong, but let me tell you something, it just looks like a sword."

To Lemaire's groan, Gaius scowls at Refile, who is fighting again. But still, it doesn't look like a gesture to conceive a crisis like she said.

"There's no danger, is there? They're attacking, and they're under attack."

"I'm sure you are."

"So?"

"That's okay. Nothing. You can throw away your defenses. Because there are swords like that. But that's what I'd say if they showed me a battle I couldn't afford without interruption. I know he can tell you his strength, but he's losing sight of the fact that human concentration is as dangerous as thin ice."

And "Well, even if you're not just a human being, you're a child of a person for once..." continues Lemeia. Gaius finally thought of it in terms of making it smell.

"Right. If you ask me, yes."

Weitzer asks Gaius to raise his awareness.

"You get it? What's this all about?

"Ready? At first glance, that lady looks like she's fighting dangerous. Sure, the Demons don't seem like a bunch of things, but I need to be cared for by myself. It's just a rampage. Look at how you fight without looking at yourself like that. Without realizing it, spiritual stiffness is created, and there is room for afterthought to enter the consciousness, and if it continues for a long time, the gap will be many and I won't notice it. So I guess I'll have to create a buffer zone and fight to keep the concentration from interrupting... but that's not for the lady right now."

"Oh no. I didn't know I could spot him. This is also due to that kid being near Leffi..."

With anxiety in his eyes, Lemaire does not make anyone listen, but solitary.

"Bye."

"I'm going to cover for Leffi. The guilders are at the mercenary's disposal, and Your Highness will take command as he pleases."

With that said, Lemaire rushes to Lefir.

On the other hand, away from them, the Fermenians watched the movements of the demons coming from another direction without knowing that they were talking about it.

"Is it time for this one to make a big move? Lily would like a nearby demon clan."

"Okay."

Fermenia interacts that way with Liliana, avoiding the soldiers of the coalition fighting in the front, unleashing magic.

The right wing, where the Refiles are, is overwhelming, but feels pushed by the Demons when it comes to the left wing, where they are not. It's collapsing from the outside left. Therefore, the aim protrudes from the side and the demon tribe is about to hang a lateral blow on a soldier holding down the front of the left wing.

No matter the spinning magic, Baiyan Xu. Just like when I burned down the Demon Clan earlier, a flash of white flame wrapped the Demon Clan.

I am amazed at the strong support the soldiers are getting from behind. With that on his ass, Fermenia turned to Selfi.

"Was it Lord Fittiny?

"Yes, sir"

Selfi looks at the white flame oxen and still makes his eyes black and white. Probably because it was a technique I'd never even seen. Fermenia says to her, still mixed with surprise and excitement.

"Next time you use magic, continue with the words you say right after your usual chant. EVA...... no, orgo, lucura, lagua, secunto, rabieral, bay baron, and"

"Orgo, Lucula......?

Selfie with a strange look like I said I wasn't sure. Then Liliana asked Fermenia.

"Fermenia, I told you, okay?

"It won't be a problem. More than that, it is now crucial to defeat the demon clan in front of you. Then it's a shame to let Lord Selfie play with his powers."

The status quo being pushed by the demons, one of the powers of the wizard, dictates the life and death of the soldiers. Then it is only natural for a mage of high power to be active.

Selfie enters between the two, bewildered and understated.

"Um, what the hell were you saying earlier..."

"It's a decorative spell called a barbaric name that enhances the magical effect. After a normal chant, the magical firepower increases dramatically."

"Become!? Does such a handy spell exist!?

"Yeah, just like you were watching my magic right now."

And look alternately at the face of Fermenia, and the white flames that burn the Demons still forward. Liliana gently pulled her robe like that.

"Orgo, Lucula, Lagua, Secunto, Rabbieral, Bay Baron,. You can't tell anyone else."

It is not the barbaric name of those who are dealt with by Shuiming or Fermenia, because it is difficult to pronounce it without practicing it for the human beings of this world.

But Selfi is breathtaking to see if that's all it takes to make magic more powerful. There is still some half-heartedness in the face of that tension, but she chants barbaric names in addition to the magic of wind and snow.

"- The wind. Thou shalt receive the blessing of a frozen glacier, demonic wind. Wind roll, wind roll, drive my enemies to the perfect cage. You will not be allowed to come down and crawl out of the ice cell, the baptism of the wind and snow! Orgo, Lucula, Lagua, Secunto, Rabbieral, Bay Baron! - Femule Eluiraised!"

After the keywords, her magic activated without any problems.

But the magic that is taken and the power that occurs greatly exceeded expectations, or the temporary control falls into a sweet and rampant state. But that sounds like a well-known wizard, who soon regains control of his magic, and all his power goes to the Demons.

An unparalleled wind and ice vortex of scale engulfed and frozen the Demon Nation into its pocket when it did not speak a barbaric name.

"Shh, wow..."

It has not reached the power of Fermenian witchcraft, but nevertheless gave it much more power than a common wizard blow. It was good.

The soldiers in front, who found out strong cover was coming from behind, are able to afford to fight without worrying about the sides.

Serfi has been stunned for a long time by a clear improvement in magical power. Fermenia laughs bitterly at her like that.

"It's amazing..."

"Sumei knocks out this power without a barbarian name and with one hassle. If you look at that earlier, you'll see."

"Is that thunder magic..."

That being said, why did Selfi lean down?

"Again, it's best to leave it to him now..."

Is its overhang due to the sinking of its power? Or that. Fermenia asks.

"Are you worried about Lord Brave?

"Yeah. On my own, I thought you were like my sister about the honey."

"Really..."

The Fermenians don't know, but as Selfi put it, they were good friends. Ever since he was called to this world, to his right and left, and to Hatsumi, who doesn't even know about himself, Selfi had often baked his care and approached him closely, and Hatsumi, for Selfi, was also an easy opponent to deal with without prejudice.

"Besides, because of my impotence, Hatsumi remembers..."

Sometimes she said that's why she cared. When Hatsumi was called, she had always felt responsible for losing her memory because of the inconvenience she had with herself, the summoner.

Was Fermenia sympathetic to such Selfi?

"Lord Fittiny. I know how you feel. I am also a summoner for Yingjie, because I have summoned people who have nothing to do with Yingjie summoning"

"So what is Astel's subpoena accident"

"Yes."

That's what Fermenia says and lays her eyes down. But he immediately raised his face and gave him a pregnant look of determination.

"You'll be worried about Lord Brave, but no doubt about Lord Swimey"

"It's okay. If you're awesome, you'll be bringing back brave men soon."

Fermenia and Liliana hang encouraging voices on the sunken Selfi. Does that make her feel any easier? Reinforce your hand with the wand again and resume support for the soldiers in front.

Seeing that figure, Fermenia leaks the word, not to anyone.

"I'll do my best."

"Fermenia?"

"No, I just felt a little underpowered. I'll knock you down without worrying about it."

That being said, Fermenia began chanting the spell again.

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