Chapter 114 - Volume 7 (2/2)

Putting aside if it was powerful, his sword was surprisingly fast.

The moment its straight tip came into contact with Onzada-kun, Onzada-kun put his hands on the core of the sword and gently turned it aside.

*GAN*!

“Dooguooooohhh!”

Before the sword had even struck the stone floor, Onzada-kun’s hands had struck out at the knight’s face.

[(*swoosh*)]

Onzada-kun leapt up onto the knight who had been staggered back and knocked flying and began to rapidly hit the face of the knight who hadn’t yet come to terms with what had happened.

“*GUHO*!? Wait, *GUHA*, this… *KAAH* O- “

In front of this somewhat heart-warming sight, Bianca and the knights were mostly stunned, while several of the knights were grinning, some wore severe grimaces……

“*guhiii* Stop, *kuho*… Y-yo… *gaa*… *higu*, *guooo*, *goho*… o”

*bash bash bash bash bash bash bash bash bash bash bash bash……*

Because it sounded like that, there wasn’t quite the feeling of urgency, but as the blood splattered and his teeth broke, covered in blood, the faces of those observing gradually paled and cramped up.

The four people summoned by Bianca, who had no resistance to this gory scene whatsoever, looked like they were about to vomit.

“Onzada-kun, come back.”

When the knights finally recovered from their daze to reality, and pulled out their swords, I stopped Onzada-kun and recalled him.

I think he was probably going easy on them because the other party was a human, but if Onzada-kun, who held the power of a Greater Demon, continued to beat him up, it would start getting awkward soon.

“[(Doyaa)]”

“[Gaugau]”

As Onzada-kun returned, Geas seemed to be saying something to him by going “Gaugau”, but I couldn’t exactly tell what he was saying.

In such an atmosphere, that child named Mizuki that had looked like she was going to vomit a little while ago was making a wonderful set of *kirakira* eyes at the rabbit and bear’s conversation.

…… though Onzada-kun still returned blood-stained.

“Someone get a healer!”

“Hurry up, or he won’t make it!”

The knights began to raise a ruckus and the older ones gave instructions to the junior knights. While a few of the knights were rushing about hurriedly, our side that was next to them was rather calm, and it was excellent that they didn’t panic despite their rush.

Ah…… could it be? Is this proud knight hated?

And that knight, whose face had been so beaten up that he couldn’t be recognized, was on the floor, his limbs thrashing about, twisted in strange directions.

Uwahh……

“…[Let there be light!]…”