"Dawn of Doom (Gram)", the sword of the Norse dragon-slaying hero Sigrud, holds the "Sun" attribute in rare possession while being a "magic sword". It is for this reason that although this sword is a magic sword, it can also be used as an excellent catalyst to guide the emperor's spiritual energy, as it should be.

In Acurdona's hands, the sword was nothing more than "a sword" most of the time.

In fact, at the beginning, Rika Fujimaru summoned Sigurd to see if he and Sigismund could get along. Names have power in themselves, especially in this world, where the corresponding name will bring the corresponding destiny. Considering that the first owner of Gramo was Siegmund Siegmund 's father, and there was basically only a slight linguistic gap between Siegmund and Sigismund, Rika Fujimaru was quite confident in this.

But there were some inconsistencies in the middle that stretched out to be long, and Sigismund was deemed more suitable for the other spiritual bases, and Siegrud was left empty. As a Heroic Spirit from another world, he would have no problem going back like this, but out of some excess of responsibility, he decided to try to choose a warrior worthy of trust from among the Cursed Bands - and then, he chose Acurdona.

The specific process is not short, in short, when Fujimaru Rika realized it, the two of them had inexplicably begun to hook up their shoulders. But this pair is not very appropriate and safe, it can only be said that it is very nonsense and full of loopholes.

However, Ziegrud himself did know that Acurdona had little psionic or magical talent, and he could already anticipate that the latter would have many problems in the process of running into the spirit base; Acurdona also expressed his informed and agreed with everything that might happen to him after receiving this power, believing that he could walk this tightrope...... Rika Fujimaru really didn't have anything more to say. It's true that she hasn't been a tough character all along.

All in all, this combination of Hu Lai seemed to work smoothly after Siegrud's own consciousness returned to the seat. It's good to see that nothing has gone wrong so far, but Rika Fujimaru is really worried that one day Akulduna will meet some imprisoned lady and start a life-and-death affair with him, just like Sigrude...... Far from it.

For now, at least, Acurdona, who once again realized that the sword was best kept in his own hands as "a sword", was on the verge of succeeding in slicing the second Great Impure into pieces.

After Arjuna slowly withdrew from the front of the line to Rika Fujimaru without a trace, the spikes of the entire wedge-shaped battle formation inexplicably turned into Acurdona, and even the Imperial Regent, who had been rushing to the front, was about to relegate to second place - and then quickly became third, because Ionid Hill had rushed forward with a roar of rage, taking over a gap in defense that had been slightly slackened by Arjuna's suspension of output. Even, while using his blaster to shoot the weakness of the Great Impurity, inflicting considerable damage on it that ordinary blasters could not do, he also consciously or unintentionally stood in the path that Kiliman wanted to go by, clearly trying to squeeze his original body in the back row.

This made the original body himself cry and laugh a little.

The battlefield on the plains is not so narrow, and the so-called "only way" is not impossible to bypass. Before he could do so, the Forbidden Army and the Silent Sisters and Knights had gathered around and regrouped around the Imperial Regent.

"It's far from safe here." Corken, also bathed in the filthy blood of his enemies, said, "We must get you out of here. ”

"No, you can't." To everyone's surprise, it was a girl's voice who objected, "The war has come to this point, and in the occult sense, it has become a battle to 'decide the ownership of the planet'. As the master of Otrama, he must stand here. ”

Kirken turned his head angrily and looked down at Rika Fujimaru, "Do you short-sighted mortal realize what you're talking about?" Do you think that the fate of just one planet is enough to put the Imperial Regent at risk? ”

"I don't say that, a lot of times the process of a game is much more important than the prize for the final victory." Rika Fujimaru naturally responded, "In this war, the person who cared most about the fate of Pamenio himself is now in the Cathedral of Taurus. And I just care about what kind of opponent we will match up in this 'right to belong' battle. ”

"W-"

Apparently, Kirken had something to say, and even he had uttered the first syllable in a rage. But then, the sentence he was about to utter was stuck in his throat halfway through.

“…… My lord? The Praetorian Protector asked in a hesitant, incredulous voice.

Fujimaru Rika shook her head: "It's just an incompetent mouthpiece." Don't talk about that—"

A loud noise on the battlefield engulfed the rest of her sentence.

"I'm sepsis, the seventh lord of the Seventh Demon Temple!" Kugas's adjutant shouted in embarrassment. In fact, it is very difficult for a great impure to tell from the appearance whether it is in perfect condition or at the end of its power—after all, they always look rotten, sickly, and dilapidated.

But at this moment, everyone present could judge from the demon's fierce shouting that its state was obviously not very good in every sense.

"I'm sepsis, the seventh lord of the Seventh Demon Temple!" Once again, it proclaimed, "The cursed should be cursed three times!" I know you're watching! Come out and face me! ”

Hearing this, a strange expression suddenly appeared on Fujimaru Ritsuka's face, and Arjuna beside her even sneered.

Sensing that something was wrong, Sigismund wanted to hide his protector behind him again, but before that, her own words had already spoken: "I hear, sepsis, the seventh lord of the Seventh Demon Temple. ”

Facing Sigismund's disapproving gaze, Fujimaru Rika raised two fingers and whispered, "I'll just say a few more words to it." ”

It was not loud, but it inexplicably pierced through all the noise on the battlefield, so that everyone could hear it clearly. The gaze of the Great Impure succeeded in locking on to the seemingly weakest mortal at the forefront of the battlefield, and this mortal also dodged the obscurations of others, and stood calmly on the ground, meeting it with his pale amber eyes.

"I'm Rika Fujimaru, the Grand Master, and the person I'm looking for is here." She raised her left hand, "And a word of advice: you subspace creatures better be careful with your name. ”

Sepsis suddenly noticed by her movements, and there was a shield-shaped stigma on her left hand.

It didn't think much of it, but the next moment, as it stepped forward, it realized that it had made a big mistake. The stigmata suddenly glowed red, and something was connected to its soul and essence at the same time. The connection is delicate and fragile, and at the other end it points to a normal mortal who, if placed in a normal way, would just be a nice snack to it. Sepsis wouldn't have thought it would have bothered the situation at hand, if it could have thought about it.

Before it could even begin to ponder the meaning of the act, or decide whether or not to cut off the connection, a sharp, hot, violent psionic energy surged from the weak filaments with a roar devouring and devouring everything.

"—W-what? Why?! That's impossible!! Sepsis shouted in horror. Following the illusory path, golden flames ignited out of thin air, scorching its rotten and tattered entrails. The infections and fungi in its body are rapidly scorching and destroying, and the blessed life force is rapidly being eaten away, and the Great Impure clearly feels his imminent demise, so he comes forward and roars with fear: "Why can you connect with me by just one name!" I didn't tell you my real name! ”

In its dying throes, the demon tried to pull out the corrupt greatsword it carried behind its back and swung it at the fragile mortal in its eyes. But as it raised its sword above its head with its flaming arms, the sword that was also born of its essence shattered as it swung it. Then its feet, after its limbs turned into black smoke, and sepsis, which had lost its support, collapsed to the ground. The fiery pain caused it to let out a miserable cry, and Fujimaru Rika just watched it all indifferently.

"If you want to completely dominate a demon, of course, you need to correspond to your real name." She calmly, looking at the sepsis explanation, who might no longer be able to tell what she was talking about, "But what I need to do is not dominate you, but only to establish a magical pathway between you and me." The level of 'bonding' of 'exchanging names' is enough, and the emperor's spiritual energy will naturally complete the rest of the things. ”

Sepsis, which was rapidly turning into ashes, let out an unwilling sound with its remaining soul: "...... That...... No...... Real name......"

In this regard, Fujimaru Rika only smiled politely as if she had heard some unfunny joke: "Why be too obsessed with this? 'Emperor' isn't his real name, right?

"—just to pursue a 'symbolic signifier', for me, there is no need to follow all the rules so strictly."

Mi woo Mi woo (six o'clock).

The extra story is to write the story of Brother A and Brother Xi's pairing (??? ), you just buy it according to your needs (you).

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