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There was a loud bang and the huge impact made the Demon King City itself tremble for a while.

The tight curve of the demon king's mouth gave away that she didn't seem to be able to take the hero's attack as easily as she appeared.

The brave man originally thought that he would have a happy mood, but when he really faced his mortal enemy, he didn't have that kind of emotion.

Seeing that the Demon King finally showed difficulty because of his attack, all he got was taken for granted.

The expressionless brave man rode the wind element into the air and looked down at the Demon King.

It was completely the opposite of what I saw at first, the stern look of the condescending brave man was not at all kinder than the Demon King back then.

The experience and aura of brave men of all ages have been accumulated on Michelia's body, making the brave man who looks good at bullying people and animals appear dangerous and arrogant.

This is not the gentle smile that Gila is familiar with. Even though he is weak, he is still a brave man who works hard, and the light in his eyes is always shining.

The powerful Michelia in front of her was a natural hero, not the weak and clumsy hero she knew.Dazzling and powerful, people cannot raise their heads under this gaze.

Such a terrifying brave man is too strange.

Gila took a step back, squinting her eyes and looking up at the opponent in the air as if she couldn't stand the brave man's aura.

"Brave Michelia, are you using your power smoothly?"

Sartre raised a smile and opened his arms wide, as if embracing something, black mist spread from all around.

"Thanks to you."

Michelia didn't change her situation, but just watched the devil play tricks coldly.Now that she has become stronger, she has such a state of ease.

Sartre's eyes didn't leave Michelia. He originally thought that he was the biggest threat, but he abandoned it after the first face-to-face, and then thought that another twin brave was his enemy. He didn't expect to look down on the useless The brave man is the one who will end himself.

"The Demon King will never disappear."

The surging black mist can reduce many attributes of a person, but in the face of this familiar skill, Michelia doesn't even need to search for memories, and instinctively releases the corresponding purification magic.

Sneering at the Demon King's words, Michelia drooped her eyelashes, whispering the verdict as if in a whisper.

"You can just die."

Laughing loudly at the brave man's words, the Demon King Sartre didn't have a trace of haze in his eyes. If you have struggled and still can't reverse the ending decided by the goddess, then accept it, but before that, the Demon King will not give up resistance easily.

Strong, the nerves of the brave who became more sensitive after receiving those experiences, felt the cursed smell of the demons in the air, and it became more intense.

Resisting the urge to kill the Demon King immediately, Michelia gathered the wind elements around her body.

The fresh air dispelled the disgusting smell of the demons, and the brave man avoided the demon king's active melee attack.

From the hero's active attack to the devil's battlefield, Sartre's melee combat combined with the use of magic, if it was Michelia before, she would have been defeated long ago.

The brave man now dodged a series of actions of the Demon King very easily.

"I really miss it."

The Demon King smiled, but what came out of his mouth was the name of the previous brave man.

Now Michelia is using the experience of the previous brave man, and her body will naturally act in response to every move of the devil's attack.

Even though they are fighting each other, the battle between the Demon King and the Hero is like a tacit pas de deux.

While waving the sickle, the magic that the devil attacked was so familiar.

It made Michelia feel a little dazed, and the memories mobilized in her mind belonged to the brave men of the previous generation.The memory of the battle between the brave man and the devil is blurred, no, it should be emotional.

There are still combat-related skills, but the emotions produced by the previous generation of heroes in battle are so ambiguous that Michelia can't tell.

It's muddy, it's hard to tell whether it's hate or hatred, or neutral indifference, which makes Michelia unable to resonate.

This is not right, according to previous experience, most of the emotional fluctuations can still be felt by her.

Is it because it is too close to the present era?

The memories of those brave men who are relatively far away are still very clear.

Temporarily ignoring the doubts in her heart, Michelia gave up the experience of using the previous hero, and changed to the sword skills of the first generation princess.

The sickle in his hand disappeared, and he pulled out Tierfen on his back. The brave man put the long sword across his chest, and the tip of the sword moved forward, piercing through the black mist that blocked his vision, and accurately hit the position of the demon king.

There is no real feeling, it should be wiped off, Michelia narrowed her eyes, and said the magic spell that is best for her compatibility.

The light diffuses.

White, soft light filled the space, dispelling the black mist that originally obscured the line of sight.It's just this light, and only the brave himself can see the contents clearly. From the perspective of other people, the eyes are just a piece of whiteness.

"what……"

It was Demon King Sartre who uttered the suppressed wail.

It is natural for a demon king who has a strong rejection of divine arts to feel uncomfortable being shrouded in the light emitted by the hero.

Within the area covered by this light, that is, the brave's own domain, all her attributes will be doubled, while the demon king's attributes will naturally decrease.

Sartre laughed nervously, trying his best to emit black mist, but it could only lightly envelope his body.

This is due to the stronger suppression of the brave's ability.

The brave man who didn't say a word, it wasn't Tierfen who swung it again, but as if possessed by the previous brave man, he reached out and took out the sickle uncontrollably.

The pitch-black blade was gradually dyed white by the influx of white light, and silvery-white patterns emerged on the black handle.

This is the form of the sickle itself, and it is also the posture of a weapon that belongs to the hero blessed by the goddess.

Michelia held the sickle in her backhand, twisted her hips and threw it out, but the tip of the knife just touched the knuckles on the fist that the demon king stretched out.

This kind of weapon is really rare, but Michelia, who has experience as a former hero, is not surprised at all.

Among people from other worlds, it is rare to see people fighting with weapons on their fists. There are quite a few people who use fists alone, but knuckle knuckles or spiked gloves are rare.

At first, the former hero also suffered for a while because of the devil's rare fighting style, and then, Michelia had no relevant memories.

"Really, a thorough inheritance."

The demon king raised the corners of his mouth, and the bright red pupils reflected the posture of the brave, strange but like the figure of the previous brave.

"It's a little trick," the brave man sneered, turning the sickle over, but it hit the metal ring protruding from the demon king's raised knuckles. "I can kill you without memory."

Said the arrogant brave man.

"Oh, that's true, you've grown up enough, Brave Michelia."

Sartre, who intimately called the name of the brave man as if in a whisper, stooped and kicked the ground, got into the close range that the scythe could not reach, and swung his fist.

"No, call me by my name!"

Flames ignited in the black eyes, a faint yellow light burst out from the fingertips, and the brave man's fist was covered with earth elements.

Michelia also used fists in close combat, which is the weapon that a certain brave man is best at. Wrapping the fists with the earth attribute in the magic element is like putting thick armor on the fists.

The fists collided at close range, and the invisible shock wave spread out, making a huge booming sound, and even the white light that could not be shaken by itself seemed to become thinner like a cloud.

"..."

The brave man stepped back half a step, his body was full of blood, and the part that was not protected by magic was hit and suffered slight internal injuries.

She glared at Demon King Sartre angrily, and the latter stepped back a few steps, red trickle overflowing from the corner of his mouth.The injury was much more serious than that of the brave man.

"cough……"

The devil coughed lightly, and instead of wiping the blood that flowed out, he grinned, and his teeth were stained red.

"Do you have any other skills? Compared to her from the previous generation, Ru is really pitifully weak."

Sneering words, as if the one who is at a disadvantage is the brave, the arrogant attitude of the Demon King still hasn't diminished by half.

Michelia herself also knows that the divine spell cast by the saintess on herself is usually possessed by every brave man, but they themselves have very strong strength, so at most they can only copy the ability of a certain brave man from long ago.I am too weak, just copying the ability of a brave man can not be regarded as fully exerting the same strength, this depends on everyone's adaptability to the abilities of the brave, although because I am not an aborigine in this world, the The adaptability of each brave man has reached a full score.However, only one or two is not enough. Michelia's technological world soul is rejected by the world's laws, resulting in low ability, so that she can't be like the previous heroes, only one memory is enough.

Michelia the brave, she herself doesn't know exactly how many heroes she has absorbed. In the past few years, she just kept stuffing it into her mind.Everyone's memory and experience seem to be mixed together, but when using it, they are clearly aware that it is different, and it is possible to tell which hero it belongs to.

Because of this reason, the brave man is actually a little mentally disturbed now, and it will take a while to maintain himself, but he doesn't want to let go of this opportunity to kill the demon king, so he forces himself to come.

Now it seems that there is no abnormality in standing, and the part of the heart and the part of thinking have become strange.Michelia like this is not what she should be, with the gentle mentality of a high school student.

"It's more than enough to kill you."

A brave man who is unwavering, not agitated by the demon king's belittling.

After a short chat, the battle started again.

Jira, who was completely neglected, looked at the battle in front of her, and she couldn't get into the atmosphere of the demon king and the hero at all.It is the tension of a mortal enemy, but also a friend who seems to understand each other.

That figure was not Michelia, but someone she had never seen before.

It is impossible for a brave man to fight with the Demon King emotionally, so that, the attitude of being lenient in the battle with the Demon King, is not Michelia.

"Bam—"

The Demon King was swept to the ground with a scythe by the brave man, hit the floor tiles hard, and shattered the ground beneath him.

"cough……"

Coughing up blood clots again, the devil's injury was obviously more serious.

The surging blood on the brave man's face also showed that she did not injure the Demon King very easily.

Michelia also found out that something was wrong with her, why did she show mercy?Even though he tried his best, he could still kill the Demon King.

The magic used, as well as his own strength, are all subtly controlling the power. Such a self seems to be affected by some emotion.

The brave man stared at the demon king who fell on the ground. The pupils of the other party's eyes were loose, and his appearance was very weak. Except for the memory seal of the previous brave man, he had never seen it before.

Such a weak posture can easily be killed by oneself, do you want to start?Obviously it is an unquestionable answer, but the brave man can't reach out, why is that?Feelings other than your own memories flow into your heart.

That was the memory of the former hero.

Michelia seemed to have encountered the scene when she received the memory for the first time again, and the figure of the former hero stood in front of her.

The ordinary height of a person from another world is very petite compared to him. He holds a huge black sickle in his hand, which has been dyed white by the power of divine magic.

I can't see the face clearly, but I can tell from the figure and blurred appearance that he is not very old, and he should look like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child in his impression.

In front of the former hero, half-kneeling on the ground was Demon Lord Satyr.

This appearance, logically speaking, does not exist in the memory I received, but now it is presented in front of my eyes.

She stretched out her hand towards the Demon King, and instead of performing the magic of sealing, she simply pulled the Demon King who was kneeling on the ground up.

As for the Demon King, he doesn't look what he looks like now, he's more immature and more harmless.

Michelia remained silent, looking at the already familiar form in front of her.

The former hero seemed to be smiling at the Demon King, and the expression on Sartre's face was more like an embarrassment than hatred.

What the two were saying, the brave man couldn't hear clearly at all, and the emotion that should have been felt didn't seem to exist.

The demon king shook off the opponent's hand very angrily, as if he was yelling something, and the blood he spit out because of his agitation also seemed to have suffered an internal injury.

When did this happen?Michelia was not clear, but she continued to watch patiently.

The former hero lowered the sickle in his hand, and he could see his mouth opening and closing, but he didn't know what he said, and then the demon king's eyes became even redder.

The two began to fight, and then the demon king pressed the former brave man to the ground, as if he wanted to kill him, and said something in his mouth.

At this moment, Michelia seemed to see the brave man's face, but maybe it was her own illusion.The other party was struggling for something, and then a white light appeared from the demon king's chest. This was a sign of the use of the sealing magic that he had learned for a long time and became so proficient that he had become instinctive.

The devil's expression softened, and as for the hero, Michelia suddenly felt the sadness and pain surging in her chest, but she was convinced that it was not her own, but something conveyed by the previous hero.

Then the Demon King was sealed by the brave, and this memory ended.

Michelia's chest was filled with sadness and pain, and she couldn't figure out the true meaning of this emotion, so she frowned and looked at the demon king in front of her.

Satyr stared at the ceiling in a daze, as if he didn't care that the hero would kill her.

The brave man stared at the Demon King's appearance at this moment, and for some reason, the hatred in his heart subsided somewhat.I don't know if it's the influence of the memory just now, but she still doesn't have the idea of ​​letting the devil go.

Even if those people are not related to me, it is a fact that they were killed by the Demon King, and this kind of thing is unforgivable.

Let's seal this demon king, make a powerful seal that won't disappear until the opponent dies.

The hatred of wanting to kill the Demon King with his own hands has faded a lot under the torment of this period of time, subtly influenced by the will of the heroes of the past.Michelia also wanted to choose a more convenient and appropriate way.

If you kill this devil king, the next devil king will be born in advance, and if this is the case, the crusade against the devil king will be done again.

What if the opponent is stronger than this devil king?It's better to seal her first.

Then kill all the existing demons, even if the demons will be born because of the negative emotions of human beings, at least at this stage, killing some is some.

There will be fewer births in the future.

To seal the devil, the hatred in Michelia's chest was indeed relieved, and the original thought of killing the devil also weakened to as long as the devil would die.In the sealed state, it is said that the demon king will lose consciousness, as if in a dream, and finally weaken to the limit of his lifespan and die.

Is this punishment too light?There is such an idea, but the brave also knows it.For the demons, human beings are not equal creatures, but their own rations.

Isn't cruelty to rations a matter of course?It is impossible to reflect on it.The so-called punishment is nothing but the psychological comfort of the brave.

Seal it, seal this demon king.

Michelia stretched out her hand and began to recite the sealed spell.

The Demon King turned his gaze towards her, but the name he revealed was the name of the former hero.

With infinite nostalgia, as if in pain, but also as if calling with joy.

A white light appeared on Sartre's chest. The seal this time will definitely seal her until she dies.In this demon city, all the demons will be buried with her.

Michelia stared at everything in front of her indifferently.

Maybe this demon king has something to do with the former hero, but it has nothing to do with him, no matter what happens, this demon king will still die.

The devil was surrounded by a white light cocoon, and then the light seemed to be breathing, shrinking and expanding, and then slowly disappeared, and what appeared on the spot was a white coffin, which seemed to be made of some kind of white stone, sealing the devil in it, and the silver coffin The chains shuttle and bind the coffin, ensuring that no matter whether it is inside or outside, the damage is prevented.

Michelia exhaled, using the sealing magic made her mentally very tired, it seemed very relaxed, but in fact it is very difficult to use the ability bestowed by the goddess, let alone seal the devil.

The brave man took a deep breath and sat down on the ground, suddenly feeling relieved that everything was over.

"Lia..."

Only then did Gila come forward and squat down beside the brave man.

Jira, who had been waiting by Michelia's instructions, was nervous and scared, but she didn't make a sound, quietly waiting for the other party to finish everything.

Because she believes in the brave, she will obey whatever she says.

"Um... Gila."

The brave man who ended the battle stretched out his arms towards the opponent, hugged his friend tightly, and put his head on the opponent's shoulder.

"I did it, Demon King, I defeated you."

Is it the sense of relief after defeating the Demon King?Michelia's self recovered a little bit, and the originally mature and indifferent mood of the heroes disappeared at this moment.

As for what the Demon King said before, they can also be completely dismissed as useless nonsense.No matter what the other party wants to say, it's just the enemy's distraction, right?Although I don't know what kind of accident the memory of the former hero was trying to cause, but fortunately, the Demon King was successfully sealed by himself.So the task is also completed, right?

While hugging her friend, feeling the caress of the other's palm on her back, Michelia closed her eyes and stared at the transparent panel inside the eyelids.

No, why is there nothing?

Michelia looked at it in disbelief, no, nowhere, no reminder to complete the task.

Isn't it my mission to defeat the Demon King?

"The second stage of the mission is open~ Xiao Kezhi, come on~"

The sudden prompt made the brave frowned.

A line of words suddenly flashed on the panel.

"Find out the hidden devil."

Hidden devil?what is that?

Haven't you already defeated the Demon King?Moreover, why hasn't the mission of the Raiders been completed yet?Who exactly do you need to attack?Could it be that the hidden demon king is the target of his attack?

Michelia opened her eyes and saw the coffin where the Demon Lord Sartre was lying not far away, and the seal was intact.

Where is the hidden devil?Who is it?

no idea.

"Lia..."

Gila, who called out in a low voice, seemed to have a slight increase in body temperature.The brave man raised his head, let go of his hands and stared at her.

"what happened?"

"The Demon King has been defeated, so Liya doesn't have to be a hero..."

Eyelashes drooping, Gila's heartbeat thundered.

"...Hmm." There is also the matter of hiding the Demon King, only Michelia knows about it, so there is no need to tell Gila to worry.

"Then... Nalia..."

The sound of swallowing saliva.

"Can Liya stay with me? We live together..."

It seems that there is still no change, the meaning of wanting to communicate.

Michelia fell silent.

I am no longer qualified to accept Jira's liking.

Such an incompetent, cowardly, capricious and timid self, even if he accepted the memories of the heroes of the past, what he would become would be a strange Michelia who was no longer himself.Why does Gila still like herself like this?

Looking deeply at the friend who grew up together, the familiar face of the other party came into my mind very clearly.

Some of the fluffy golden hair is messily spread out, it is not that it has not been combed well, but it was affected by the aftermath of Michelia's battle just now, which caused the hairstyle to be messed up, and the blue eyes, due to the growth of age Because of this, it doesn't look as clear and translucent as when I was a child, but it is also an intoxicating blue.

"Jira, why do you like me?"

"Because Liya is... just like me, different from everyone else..."

"!"

Michelia took a step back and put her palms on the ground to keep herself some distance away from Gila.

These similar words reminded the brave man of another person.

"And Liya, she has been working hard, although she is weak, she has not given up... I like Liya like this..."

Gila clutched the hem of her clothes and looked directly into Michelia's eyes.

"Liya is also very gentle to me, she doesn't look at me with strange eyes, she always treats me like everyone else. She doesn't look at me with disgust, I like Liya like this..."

Michelia could only remain silent.

"I want to be with Liya, I want to be treated gently by Liya, and I want Liya to watch me. Is it okay?"

Jira moved closer to the brave man, her hand resting on the ground almost touched his fingertips, and her leaning forward body almost touched her nose.

"Sorry……"

The words that can be given are only these three words.

Because in Michelia's heart, the love for someone has not faded, even after 25 years, the feeling of love still exists.

"Just stay with Liya, let me stay with Liya..."

Gila's hand held the hero's fingertips.

"what……"

Unable to speak, unable to utter the words of rejection.

Because he was his most valued friend, he had rejected him many times, but the other party still insisted. There was no way to ruthlessly refuse him.

Because I am afraid of losing, I can't refuse.

"Isn't it okay to be with me in this world? Just here, Liya belongs to me alone, can't it?"

The blue pupils of the friend who pressed on every step of the way locked on Michelia's flustered appearance.

"Sorry……"

He could only say such words, and obviously wanted to say more, but all of them were stuck in his throat.Michelia knows that her ambiguity is hurting Jira, but because of the fulfillment of being liked and needed by others, she is too cunning to speak.

It's a miracle that such a despicable self can be liked by others.

"Lia..."

Calling the brave man's name, Jira moved closer, shortening the distance that the opponent deliberately opened.

"I……"

Blocked by the other party's lips, the first kiss of this body in 25 years was taken away by his friend.

"I'm sorry, I like Liya... Liya doesn't like me, and I like Liya too."

What I said was words of apology, but what overflowed was not tears of joy.

Michelia stared blankly, and Jira's blue eyes seemed to be filled with tears gushing from the ocean.

The person being kissed is obviously herself, so why does Gila cry.

"Don't leave me, Lia...don't leave me."

Holding her own wrist, Gila's palm was trembling.

The unfamiliar Michelia, Michelia who is becoming more and more distant from her, seems to disappear in this world.

It was the same when I hugged myself just now, as if it was the last hug. After completing the task of defeating the Demon King, Michelia will disappear in this world.

I was very afraid of such a situation, very afraid that Michelia would disappear.Knowing that maybe it's just an illusion, but can't let go of such worries, because I can't accept the other party's departure.

I haven't seen you for five years, five years like crazy, in the past ten years, the number of times I saw Michelia was so small that she was suffocated.After a long, possibly long reunion, it seemed that she was about to disappear again, and Michelia was about to become even more unfamiliar.

Jira doesn't want this kind of thing.She didn't want to leave Michelia's side for a second.

The wrist was tightly grasped by the other party, and the trembling palm did not relax at all, and the tears, as if the thread had been broken, kept falling.Looking at such a childhood sweetheart, the brave man stretched out his hand.

"I'm not going anywhere."

He hugged his friend who was so frightened that he cried.The crying face I saw for the second time was very cute.

It was a long-lost blunt sadness, but it was crying that was no stranger to Michelia.

Gila has always been a strong person, and the only crying is for Michelia, for her.Of course, Michelia was also aware of this fact, so she had no choice but to hug her tightly to appease the out-of-control emotions.

"Liya... Liya..."

Clutching Michelia's sleeve, Jira burst into tears.

The brave man can only silently listen to the cries of the person he likes.