Because the Exiled Magic Swordsman Was Actually the Pillar (Physical) of the Party, the Heroines of the Hero Cling to It Belatedly.

Chapter 830

Because the Exiled Magic Swordsman Was Actually the Pillar (Physical) of the Party, the Heroines of the Hero Cling to It Belatedly.

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Chapter 830 – The Important Thing Is an Unbreakable Heart

000

As if trying to answer Tokoyo’s question, ‘Is it fake again?’, Kuon blinked her eyes and crossed eyes with Cleon.

After a brief moment of wireless communication, she smiled and answered Tokoyo.

“No, Cleon this time is real. Luckily.”

“I see. I thought so.”

When Tokoyo crossed his arms and nodded his head, Cleon approached the two.

"Are you hurt?"

“Huh. This person was trying to do something, but before he could, Tokoyo counterattacked.”

"Acho~!"

When Tokoyo said that and swung his arm, a punch sharper than expected cut through the air.

"Yeah, right…"

“Ah. For your information, this guy is not a ‘person’.”

While Cleon is perplexed as he looks at Tokoyo, who has shown unexpected fighting power, Tokoyo himself talks as if he has no idea, stomping on the fallen guy with his foot.

"Aren’t you a person?"

Cleon leans down as if he doesn’t know what that means, and looks at the area where the guy is leaking dark red liquid.

The wound was on the part of the guy’s mouth.

There, a part of it had been torn off by Tokoyo’s fist, exposing the skin underneath, which was made of black metal.

And, the dark red liquid that was scattered on the floor, thought to be blood, was either its power source or something oil-like, not known as lubricant.

"This is… An automaton!"

“It’s true… I didn’t know because he acted like a human, but he was a machine.”

When Kuon spoke as if he didn’t know, Tokoyo gave Kuon a dumbfounded look.

"The vitality that a human being should feel was faint, so I thought it was strange and swung my fist at him. I was surprised that he was stronger than I thought.”

"… Are your fists okay?"

“It’s okay because I strengthened it with magic.”

It was a good thing that it was an automaton. If it had been a person, Cleon felt a shiver run down his spine when he thought that his chin might have been blown off.

And I also feel a bit of respect and fear at the same time for Tokoyo, who did it without any hesitation.

“What. There is a certain number of people who send machines to places like this.”

"Exiled Church…"

When Cleon said that, Tokoyo nodded his head.

“I finally feel like we’re on the verge of an attack. So you were planning to use the automata disguised as Cleon to deal with us and neutralize the barrier?”

Tokoyo snorted and laughed as if such a plan was not the same, but Cleon was speaking with a serious expression.

“You can’t underestimate it. It was fortunate that there was only one this time, but if there were more than one or more combat power, it could have been a big problem.”

"Well… That’s true though."

Tokoyo nods as if she understands Cleon’s correct opinion.

Then Cuon asks Cleon.

“How about Lila? “Is this place on the move?”

“Actually, I came to tell you about that…”

Saying so, Cleon tells the two people what they discovered in the morning.

The fact that the Fortress of the Exiled Church has disappeared, and that Lila is currently working with Beatrix to find a way to prepare for it.

Therefore, it was necessary to talk to the two about the timing of the barrier, which was the core of the plan.

“The entire fortress is a gap in another dimension? Is it okay?”

When Kuon says that, Cleon nods.

“Ah. If it’s Lila, she’ll find a way somehow.”

“Uh, yes. That too, though. Quartz is also in that fortress, right? No matter how much it is a fortress and an exiled church, I think there will be no problem if I hide in a place full of magic in another dimension and come out.”

At Kuon’s words, Cleon just looked at her blankly, as if he hadn’t even thought about that part of her.

“… Well, these are the guys who go in and out of the gap between two dimensions as if they were going in and out of their own house or yard, right? There will be no problem with that part.”

"I guess so…?"

Now that I think about it, how are they withstanding the magic of the second-dimensional gap?

They themselves have entered and exited the gap of another dimension several times, but each time, they had to expend a significant amount of their magical energy to focus on protecting themselves from the disturbing magical energy that tried to invade their bodies.

Just as they open dimensional rifts with techniques different from magic, there may be special techniques or tools to protect their bodies.

'… If I can explain it…'

It may be of great help in achieving the goal of finding Lesia in the gap of another dimension, which has been postponed as the method has not yet been found.

For his sake, we must use this opportunity to somehow capture the fortress, which can be said to be one of their strongholds.

─ Likewise, when his thoughts were focused on his own goal, he came back to his senses for a moment and shook his head while lightly tapping both cheeks of his face.

What is more important this time is to prevent civilian casualties in Asteris.

Cleon reminded himself lightly that if he forgets that part, he will be no different from the members of the church who use any means to achieve their goal.

"… Why is it like that?"

“Maybe he’s fighting the devil inside himself…?”

When he hears the voices of women whispering while looking at Cleon, Cleon clears his throat and turns his gaze towards the two people.

“Uh, anyway. Not only has it become difficult to time the movement of the fortress, but you also need to consider that the shamans who maintain the barrier are attacking the temple, targeting you two directly. I’m trying to stay here. How about it?”

"Huh!? Cleon continues to the temple…? Are you saying you’re going to be at the place of the purification ceremony?”

Kuon raises her voice as if surprised by Cleon’s words, and Tokoyo nods her head as if it doesn’t matter.

“What. Isn’t that inevitable? I think that might be the most efficient.”

“Ha, but. I saw Cleon dancing a sacred dance… Ugh…”

Seeing her Kuon blushing and crossing her arms to cover her breasts, both Cleon and Tokoyo were looking at her as if something was wrong.

“What’s wrong, Kuon? Even if you cover her proud breasts like that, it only covers half of them?”

When Tokoyo spoke like that, Kuon responded with her face turning even redder.

“Well, that’s what Tokoyo said, right? When I dance a new dance, my breasts shake and it’s so sexy…”

"…"

After hearing her words, Tokoyo looked at her for a moment with an expression as if she had been hit on the head, and Cleon sighed and looked at Tokoyo with her slightly cold eyes.

"You said that to Kuon…"

“No, no, no! It’s strange that you’re so embarrassed now! “Look at everything you need to see and don’t see!”

Tokoyo raised her voice as if it were unfair, but Cleon sighed and walked up to her Kuon and patted her on the shoulder.

“It’s okay, Kuon. The way Kuon was doing her dance, it was very beautiful. Because the strange atmosphere that Tokoyo mentioned did not arise.”

"Really?"

“Ah. It’s true.”

When Cleon answered Kuon’s question with confident eyes, Kuon sighed as if he was a little relieved.

"Ugh, this idiot couple…!"

In an atmosphere where he felt like he had completely become a bad person, Tokoyo clenched his fists and clicked his tongue.

Well, it is true that the teasing was close to sexual harassment, so it was also true that it could not be refuted.

“Ha. Okay, so let’s go to the ceremony location! If rest continues longer than this, the barrier will weaken!”

Tokoyo tried to get out of this predicament by somehow changing the topic, but Cleon told her to ‘wait a minute’ and started searching through her bag.

And, what he took out was a scroll.

In Eastern countries, he was a guy who could be found anywhere and sold in stores.

“Ruler. I was asked to tell it to you.”

"What is it? Is it by any chance a scroll containing a secret technique that greatly increases the efficiency of a barrier or purification ritual?”

“If there was such a thing, it must have been somewhere in the temple.”

As Cleon said that, he placed the scroll in Tokoyo’s hand.

"So what is it?"

"I didn’t check the contents, but… It will definitely be helpful when I go to consciousness from now on. Take a look.”

"Hmm~"

Tokoyo let out a long snort as if she was intrigued by Cleon’s words, then untied the rope that bound the scroll and vigorously opened the scroll to check what was written inside.

And, as she watched her eyes move from top to bottom and side to side as if slowly reading the contents, Kuon also looked a little curious about the contents.

“… I’m sorry, Kuon. Because that was sent to Tokoyo.”

Saying that, she stopped Kuon and smiled.

What was written inside the scroll was ‘gratitude’ and ‘encouragement’.

It is clear that Asteris has few residents, so each person sends a message to Tokoyo, the great priestess.

Rather than criticizing or criticizing the shamans who may feel responsible for the fact that Jeonghwa’s transplant has not been carried out properly for several years-

Thanks to their presence, Asteris is safe from the dangers outside, and I know very well that they are doing their best.

It was a message of support to her, her great shaman.

This morning, as Noctis was traveling around Asteris, he personally asked for words of encouragement for Tokoyo and wrote them down on a scroll.

The handwriting of the writing was all different, and some of the letters were crooked and unreadable, but the feeling was conveyed.

This may be because, rather than having Noctis write it down for you, there is someone who writes it down as you don’t know if you don’t know how to write.

"…"

After reading all the contents written inside her, Tokoyo looked at the scroll quietly for a moment and then tied it again using the rope that was tying her scroll.

"How do you feel?"

When Cleon asked her what she thought, she said nothing for a moment.

“Wow. You have a face that wants to make fun of you.”

Soon, Tokoyo looks at Cleon’s face and speaks in disbelief.

Looking at Tokoyo’s face like that, Cleon silenced her for a moment and then smiled and answered, ‘Haha’.

“Your face… Looks like you’re extremely proud.”

“Ha, ha? Well, well. I might have been a little impressed.”

As Tokoyo said that, he flipped his hair and turned around.

“Okay, so the chat ends here!”

Then, she carefully placed her tightly bound scroll in a chest of drawers inside the main temple and walked towards the door leading to her ritual place.

“Let’s go! I have to show myself becoming a great shaman who lives up to expectations.”

Kuon nods at Tokoyo’s enthusiasm and walks with her to the place of her ceremony.

Cleon also tried to leave the room, following behind the two people-

Looking at the broken automata left in the room.

"What should I do with this guy…?"

001

Aisha was standing in front of the mirror installed in her room, looking at herself carefully.

No matter how many times she brushed her hair from her forehead, the small horn that was naturally there had disappeared without a trace.

As a girl, she should have been happy about her smooth head, but it was a bit awkward for her to lose something that was taken for granted when she grew up like this.

Yesterday, when Aisha, who had been cured of the curse of demonization by Nayuta, returned to her mansion, her family discovered that her demon horns had disappeared –

The two of them hugged each other happily and raised their voices to have a drinking party and a banquet, but unfortunately, Aisha was quite mentally exhausted after being caught in the loop so many times.

'My, tomorrow. Because it’s late today.’

After stopping the two people, he quickly jumped into bed and finished the day.

And, since I had something to test, I picked up an apple I had brought with me from the desk and squeezed it with all my strength with one hand.

"Sigh…!"

Looking at the apple that didn’t break even though she tried as hard as she could, she soon relaxed and let out a deep sigh.

As I told Cleon yesterday, the abnormal strength she had as a noblewoman also disappeared with the curse.

Now, no matter how fast you run, you will be at the speed of an ordinary woman, and even if you jump, it will be impossible to get to the roof.

“… Yes, that will be fine. Because it’s the normal life I wanted so much.”

Now that her horn is gone, no one will think of her as her noble, and she can start doing anything she wants with her own power.

She said that she was finally able to escape from the curse and bondage of her family and live a new life.

If I thought like that, I thought that the days ahead would become brighter.

At the same time- the mask placed next to her was looking up at Aisha.

This mask appeared at the same time as her own curse was broken.

I have some idea of ​​what will happen when I use it, but is it really okay to keep this for myself?

While thinking like that, the moment when she reached out her hand towards her mask.

Aisha thought she heard a crashing sound from outside her as something fell over, so she opened her door and went outside, wondering what had happened.

Then there-

“Hello, Aisha. My impression has improved a lot.”

Two of her family members were lying on the ground, unconscious.

I could see Darwin sitting on a chair in front of the table, looking this way.

Because the Exiled Magic Swordsman Was Actually the Pillar (Physical) of the Party, the Heroines of the Hero Cling to It Belatedly.

A how-to-make harem fantasy of magic swordsman Cleon.Daily from 2:00 to 3:00 + Saturday limited edition at 2:00 PM! It’s okay if you just read the rice cake scene, so please have a good time.Because the writer is writing while going to the company, lately there are a lot of small tardiness. I’m really sorry…!

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