When Demon Child Become Human
␑| Sergeants in Funfair III

We started to settle into the castle. It's really big and there's no map at all. If Cecil hadn't driven us, I'd be sure. Moreover this was a little quiet, maybe the average Pawns and Knights were out there, there were only a few hybrids-ah, suddenly Cecil stopped his steps, he said, his left hand waved high asking us to stop. He slightly turned his back and signaled that in front there was an enemy lurking.

"The posture is firm and half-human, possibly top-level Pawn" whispered the little girl, "and they fill the hallway, but we have to pass through here."

Lux's golden eyes narrowed, perhaps knowing better not to make such an uproar as to strike brutally, evident from the movements of her hands towards all of us to stay in position. He began to prepare the Heart Core and grasped a single gun-ah, suddenly Fate stepped forward, making Lux undo the intention. Even a ringing sound was heard as the girl pulled out a double knife in two hands.

His steps were so slow in tapping his heels inaudible, like a step that led to the end of life, that he quickly turned on the wall like a shadow.

It brings a bit of cold bad memories in my head. Although faint, those memory fragments returned. A memory, when killing people from behind shadows. It also reminds me of a long time ago when Fate yelled at me; made me realize; said that I was not the only one born into a killing machine. Does that mean you too, Fate?

I closed my eyes; trying to suppress the feeling that eroded my chest, because I did not want the upset mind to interfere with movement.

Before long, the smell of blood rancid. I started running down the hall where the Pawns had gathered where Fate had gone earlier, as well as the others. Seen the remains of the body are saddened and in the middle .. a girl stood with her eyes closed.

The hybrids have fallen, all in all, with no blood left on Fate's long-sleeved jacket.

Cecil came back in awe, ran to the front of the man who did the job well and asked us to go back. Not only the little girl, Lux also patted Fate on the shoulder with an impressed smile. Fate countered their treatment all by nodding lightly over her flat face.

We re-combed the steps following Cecil's instructions. But, maybe only I'm aware .. Fate's bluish silver iris glow has been lost-no, his eye twinkle has disappeared since the incident. Perhaps they all saw this as a matter of course, an Enforcer carrying out a task; moving like the wind in silence; penetrating the enemy to the point of falling.

However, i-ah-ah, Fate, what exactly happened to you today? I ended up breathing a long breath.

We arrived at a dead-end-ralat, rather it was far ahead there was an iron door that was so striking over a long wingless dragon carving with four legs. But our front is empty. There was no room or path, just a ravine that I myself did not know how deep the bottom was.

"Cil, is this the way?" daniel asked doubtfully.

The one who was headed nodded steadily. "Right, I'm sure there! The great power of the dragon felt from behind the door."

They all seemed to be thinking but my black iris was trying to comb around-ah, right there! Although it was far away, there was a stone foothold hovering above. Suddenly began to imagine to do something and seemed to take a lot of energy .. but still I did. Put my left hand up, leaving the spring rope stuck and anchored in one of the stone towns. I also pulled the rope tightly.

"Red, what are you doing?" asked Theo, seemingly aware of my actions.

"Road," I replied. At the same time the stone city came down, stopped and floated firmly in front of us like a bridge.

"Here, the bridge piece! If we can take it all down, we can get through."

"Heh, is it safe?" Cecil began to stare doubtfully at Crist, and was reciprocated with a wave lifting both shoulders from the young man.

"What's wrong, I'll try to get through it" Lux said.

And we all ended up taking down a floating piece of road, but why would it be like this? You mean, make a cut of the road? Wait for. If you think about it, the way to the Dream Land imitation is also like this; it must pass either a piece of land or a floating road.

But ... why?

I turned towards Fate and asked, "The enemy wants to make us a fuss?"

He who had previously continued to touch the chin because as people think, but not for now. Perhaps it had already found the answer of this quite strange illusionary world. In a flat tone Fate replied, "More precisely want to make us tired."

The sound of the iron door coming open came as Lux began to push through the two large gates. But when it came in, it was again just dark-ah! Suddenly a white light shone until I had to turn my face away. At the same time the sound of applause was heard, there was a time span from each tap.

"Congratulations. Congratuations. Finally the royal clown arrives to cheer up, haem?"

My reflex is directing netra soot forward. A black-haired man was sitting haughtily upon a grand silver throne. He lowered one of his legs from above the thigh and continued saying, "It is proud of you to see the successor of His Majesty Druk, the ruler of lightning."

A druk? The lightning? From how he called it, perhaps it was one of the top-tier General. It deserves its great strength, is a successor figure and again, there is a crown hanging on one of the horns of the bathtub. Plus the aura of arrogance that is so obvious.

Slowly but surely, we were all preparing in horses-ah, it seemed like the enemy knew our movements as it started grinning. But strangely, he did not descend from the throne, even the golden spear was still embraced on the left hand. Instead, back lean and raise one leg up the thigh.

Leaning his cheek against the back of his right hand, he sneered, "Hem, tired, huh? Need istira--"

Crangs! Crangs!

Instantly the sound of the chain echoed, in a short time the typical Class Executioner weapon had wrapped around the spearhead of the hybrid. He looked surprised, for a moment, as he again grinned--

"Hurry up and take off your gun!"

Cecil screamed loudly, so ear-piercing that the Execution Department member who carried out the chain attack spontaneously removed the weapon. At the same time a flash of lightning struck from the chain, making the weapon return to its purple crystal form and fall onto the iron floor. If Cecil hadn't reminded us, our members would have been charred instantly.

Then the sound of a terrible laugh echoed in the vast space. By covering the face using one hand, the top-tier Elite was clearly insulting to us.

"We can't touch him, including our guns or his guns. Electric-agh, no, the lightning was enveloping his body!" My reflexes turned my head back and looking at Cecil was like thinking hard to bite my thumb.

The pink eye again glanced forward. "And he didn't seem to be coming down from that bench, ''cause---"

Bam!

"Human, why are you silent?! Stunned to see me? Ahahaha!"

Instantly the pseudo-spears hit, if Theo did not take out the Aegis Skill. The sound of a collision between the spear and the protective dome rang out in succession and slowly, the young man's body stiffened. "Hurry-hurry! The spears carried lightning as they attacked me!"

"There must be someone .. people lured him down! In that case, we can start attacking him and I hope, enough time to read his weak point!" cecil continued in a hurry.

They all started to exchange eyes. It seems to think and consider who can deal directly with the hybrid, because Theo alone got an attack from pseudo-spears can feel the voltage of electricity; continue to grimace to withstand pain. What else is face to face? High risk.

I closed my eyes once and said, "Let me do it."

The average of them stared in disbelief at me but Crist nodded approvingly. I nodded along, then started to prepare Sabel and slowly stepped outside the protective dome. In the distance, the hybrid again grinned, his eyes completely white making it quite difficult to read his movements. But if I'm not going forward, who else?

"Red, I know you're strong and you're not tired, but please be careful! He ... he-Red, please don't die!"

I snorted, continuing to step forward by stretching the slender sword in front of the face. It's better for Cecil to keep his energy than to scream that way because at any moment, I won't die.

I thought, it turns out that having an eternal body like this is really beneficial.