Use the power of the Demon King to destroy those reincarnated in another world

Sunlight illuminated by the large windows poured into the room, and a brown rocking chair squeaked and rocked. This small room was deserted, with only a bed and a rocking chair.

Sitting in the rocking chair was a man looking at the scenery outside with a bored look. He has shoulder-length hair and dark, somewhat gloomy eyes that are very special.

The man whispered to himself: "Things are not going well." A pair of slender white arms stretched out from behind the man and clasped his neck.

"Oh, did you fail? Milo." A pale-skinned woman called the man Milo, wrapping her arms around him and hugging him from behind.

Milo turned to the woman and said, "I underestimated his ability. Noel was taken away."

The woman chuckled and said, "What a surprise."

Then, she walked around to Milo, straddled the opposite side, and sat on his lap: "So I said it? Only I can love you..."

Milo's eyes slowly raised from the woman's waist and stared into her eyes. The woman's soft brown back hair hangs down to her waist, and her dark brown eyes are transparent and bright.

"Shouldn't you be close to the strong?" Milo's words made the woman tilt her head, "Yes." The woman replied.

"Then, according to common sense, being with Kamiya is the best choice."

Upon hearing the name Kamiya, the woman showed disgust.

"Him? Don't be kidding. He thinks he's free, but he's actually just a simple-minded little guy."

Milo laughed: "He is indeed an annoying otaku."

"Hahaha, you really hate Kamiya." The woman pouted and replied.

Milo smiled again. But then he cast his gaze out the window and back to the women.

"By the way, there is a man looking for you."

"Find me?"

"Well, he's probably a pretty awesome guy."

The woman nodded casually: "Oh."

"Oh? Doesn't Lido like strong men?"

"Compared to you, all the men in this world are scum. Also, don't call me that name, I hate it. Don't you say it often?" The woman pouted her cheeks.

"What a 'man,' don't call a male that."

"Hahaha, because people who watched your fight mistakenly thought you were a man, that's why you called it that. And if you hate it, you should have denied it in the first place. Because I am a woman, I think that weak people can also do some things. In that The time is very convenient."

Milo smiled and said, "Really?" Then he picked up the woman and stood up: "I have something to do again."

"Are we going to see each other again for a long time?" The woman lowered her eyebrows and looked to the left.

Milo smiled, caressed the woman's chin with his left hand, then raised her head slightly and kissed her softly: "I'm sorry, Maginot. The 'Revolutionary Army' still needs to beg you."

"..." The woman known as Maginot turned her gaze to the left and did not answer.

"The only one I can trust is you." Milo whispered softly, and Maginot sighed and turned his gaze back.

Electricity danced through the cracks in the trees. Each collision would bounce off each other, making a metallic clang sound. Richard on one side was displeased with Ryan's offensive.

"What a lazy guy, making people jealous."

Richard thought, moving quickly while avoiding trees, tapping the nearby trees with his cane every time Ryan's eyes wandered away for just a moment.

"Do you have time to delay?" Richard said provocatively, but Ryan didn't answer and instead sped up.

"Can it be faster?" Richard smacked his tongue and turned his gaze to the branch prepared as a foothold, when Ryan suddenly approached from the side.

The reaction speed has exceeded the limit of human beings. Ryan's right-hand sword was about to strike Richard's neck, but stopped a few centimeters away.

When Ryan looked at the sword, electric current began to flash on the sword, binding it, and the end of the electric current extended to another tree. Ryan immediately wanted to swing the sword in his left hand, but was also entangled in the electric current.

"Tangled thorns!" Richard muttered.

Ryan tried to cut off the current and inject magic into the sword, but the current instantly wrapped around Ryan's body.

"Wow!" Ryan froze for a moment, and Richard slammed his cane into Ryan's abdomen.

"Thunder Cannon!"

With the sound of thunder piercing the air, Ryan's body flew backwards like an explosion. It made no sound, and it knocked down countless trees, but its momentum did not stop and continued to roll.

Richard let out a breath and looked at Ryan, who was rolling on the ground: "You're really hurt, right?" Ryan, who was lying on the ground and fell on his back, didn't even move.

"Speaking of which, it kind of feels like it would be better if he died." Richard concentrated a little deeper into his own mind.

"There isn't much magic power left. If he moves, it will be solved quickly."

Ryan, who fell to the ground, slowly regained his breath. His vision blurred, and even the blue sky he saw through the leaves was distorted.

"Shh, shh", barely able to breathe, a shadow enveloped Ryan's sight. Richard, illuminated by the faint sunlight, jumped over eagerly with his cane in hand.

"——Be sure to avoid the magician's attacks during close combat." My brother's words echoed in my mind.

"——Consider the position, movement and type of your opponent at all times, and never panic."

Richard's shadow slowly approached. Over a long, slow stretch of time, Lane began to think about death.

The Magician is not good at melee combat, but he has powerful magic that can turn the tide of the situation. In order to catch the opponent's flaw, he is always ready to cast magic in a way that does not require time to prepare.

What did your brother learn during the training?

"Don't be impatient and always observe the situation. Why did the other person move to that position? If he was holding a weapon, were there any signs of changing hands? Pay attention to the other person's eyes, breathing, and subtleties."

I haven't done any of the things I was taught.

Ryan was not conceited, nor did he take it lightly, as severe pain engulfed his whole body.

Ryan felt the current flowing throughout his body and understood that the previous magic seemed to have a paralysis effect. Richard moved closer to Ryan, and Ryan stared at his shadow.

Ryan thought: "Brother, I'm not you. This is too difficult for me." He responded to what his brother just remembered.