My Childhood Friend the Demon Knight Hates Me

It was already too late when I ran.

After Sulia was caught, the church garden was filled with spirits of light, who looked like birds, just busily flying through the moonlight.

- I didn't make it, I don't have time to regret my failure.

I weaved my jacket, which I had grabbed abusively, wearing a hood deep enough to avoid the moonlight, and ran unconsciously through the dark night. He traced the signs of Surya to the Spirit of the Water to find out where he was, and moved his legs ahead of the messengers gathered for the reward, just wishing him well.

The crystal went with the passion I think of my girlfriend, accumulating the power of a wild demon, rapidly increasing cloudiness, but I can't even afford to worry about it.

I finally pushed open the door to the warehouse where I arrived and said, "Sulia!" Calling him by his name without shaping him, he jumped into sight... where Surya, tied to the floor, and the man who did it were with him.

I cleaved the black butterfly released by the man with my sword, put the blood boiling anger on the blade as it was, and cut it in with the intention of killing the man. Before I was picked up and chased, I noticed Surya staring at me, and I knelt in front of her.

"Reis......"

"Sue... safe... eh!

I accidentally said my nickname and exhaled relief that she had no major injuries, etc.

... Seeing Surya's crying face is what I made her cry, since that day.

I reached for her cheek to wipe that tear, but once again I pulled my arm with an inch.

Even at a time like this, I can't touch her.

Instead, he checked the moonlight condition with a small window, took off his coat and gave it to him. "I'm sorry I'm late," I want you to forgive me as much as apologizing.

After that, he looked at me uncommonly, having a short conversation with a man possessed by the killer's demon, and continued his offense with him. I couldn't help but exasperate the man who called me and myself 'the same'.

... I didn't want to become a demon possessor.

Being able to move freely without having to shelter the victims from the black butterflies thanks to being summoned the Spirit of the Water, I avoided the attack of the pouring black blade and packed my distance from the man.

My share in the battle is with me, who worked out in the Knights because of the devil.

But the hurried opponent's bitter meat measures make him poke at his surprise and crush the spiritual crystal he was wearing.

"Shit."

Bitterly distorted my face, I punched my tongue short.

The recoil you've been holding back. At once the power of the devil burst out in my body, and my body, about to be taken the lead, just for a moment, tried to turn the cutting-edge of the sword that was pointing at the man into Surya.

He deliberately showered himself with the enemy's blade, and I pulled my sanity back with pain. All you have to do is your strength to contain the devil again and manage to get the man down on the ground.

I thought we had a fight now.

But from here on out, a demonic outburst of men who seemed to have entered into incomplete contracts began.

A man sinks into a black swamp.

Repeating the name of the loved one who wanted to bring him back to life, the body of the man twitches into the stomach of the devil.

The apostles and Surya, who had finally chased him, were silent with their pregnant eyes of pity, but I had no emotion whatsoever.

I don't even float in sympathy or anything to a man who accepted an ugly demon for wanting to himself.

Refusing to rescue the apostles, I was able to avoid the moonlight on the corner wall. He held his chest to calm the demon inside, breathing neatly, looking untouched at the man's end of the road from a dark-haired gap sticking to his forehead.

Though I was somewhat surprised when one woman jumped into the swamp from among the victims in an attempt to save the man.

The woman, who was certainly the leader of Princess Spirit, seemed to be the lover of the man who was the killer, about to fall to the bottom of the swamp together.

So - it was Surya who moved.

"The aftertaste is too bad... Huh!

So I told her to throw it away, weaved my handed coat, and ran barefoot toward the swamp, and I raised a voice of silent restraint. Forced to wake up an ineffective body of freedom, before I went into a stop, Surya was trying to wipe out the swamp with the Queen's sword.

I was losing it.

When he was like this, he was a "moveable" person for someone.

I can predict if I think a little bit about the fact that I'm going to go ahead and be impotent in trying to help that woman, the person I've even been involved with for a short time.

Even though I knew my voice wouldn't reach her, I said, "Sulia!" I called him to scream his name.

Ultimately, the scream of the demon's terminator echoed inside the warehouse, and Surya's prospect was a success. The black marsh disappeared without a trace, and the men who did it were safe.

But Surya, who apparently used too much spiritual power, slowly collapsed like a thread cut off on the spot, keeping her gold tea hair messed up.

I want to go beside her like that right now and take that body.

It wasn't even possible for me to approach Surya without losing the shackle of the Spirit Crystal and still being able to contain the menace of the devil.

I don't feel any pain due to an injury cut on the blade, etc. I should have sworn to keep Surya out of danger, but my impudence just hurt, letting her get into this situation and not even being able to care for her busyness because of the devil.

Just hold down your chest, bite your lips, and stare from afar at the apostles and water spirits rushing to him.

- Not now.

Really now, but I couldn't help but think.

Why can't I even go to Surya?

Why don't I even spin every word in his heart?

Why me?

"Damn......!

Shortly before I fell, I felt like I had eyes on her, but I leaned down from the top of my clothes with sharp paws on my chest.

I couldn't even touch her, but I was miserable and cursed.