"Don't force yourself to do things you can't do. Yuri has always been working hard and fighting in her own way. Don't say such foolish things about staying here alone anymore. Even if I have to tie you up, I'll tie you up and take you back today!"
"Do you understand? Yuri!"
Looking at Yuri, Sora said in an unquestionable tone.
"Hehehe, Yuri, do you understand now? My King is very overbearing, you shouldn't try to resist him at a time like this!"
Erica also walked over, holding Yuri's hand and saying with a playful smile.
"Sora… Erica-san…"
Staring blankly at the two of them, ripples spread in the girl's heart, and tears flowed down her face.
But this time, it was endless joy and emotion…
"Mm!!!"
Wiping her face, which was already like a little calico cat, the miko-san nodded fiercely.
Although she had agreed not to face it alone anymore, the girl had also made up her mind in her heart that from now on, she would never hide behind everyone again, and she would also do what she could to help everyone, absolutely not letting herself become a burden to everyone!
"Heh… That's right!"
Grinning, Sora showed a satisfied expression. This was the Yuri he knew!
Although Liliana on the side didn't say anything due to her current position, she was also secretly happy for Yuri, who had finally understood. This simple-minded fool really liked to make people worry.
"Sora, what about us now…"
Although she felt very relieved and happy to be with everyone again, the current situation was not optimistic. Looking at Marquis Voban on the throne, Yuri couldn't help but show a worried expression.
"Don't worry, leave these things to me. It's not Yuri's turn to appear yet!"
Patting the girl's forehead and giving her a reassuring look, Sora said with a slight smile.
Nodding to Erica on the side, the clever knight girl immediately understood and pulled Yuri to the side.
"King Voban, you've seen it, my friend has decided to leave with me."
"Are you going to let her go or not? If you do, we'll all be fine. If you don't—"
"Then let's fight!!!"
Turning around, Sora said to Marquis Voban with a wicked smile. Since they had already torn off the pretense, there was nothing to be concerned about. A soaring fighting spirit erupted from his body.
To be honest, even Sora didn't have much confidence in facing this oldest and most powerful Demon King. There was no saying that God Slayers would become weak with age. By slaying gods, they could usurp the gods' authorities and power.
In terms of authorities, ordinary gods usually had three or four authorities. The War God Verethragna, whom he had slain, was completely an exception, possessing ten authorities by himself. However, although it seemed to have an advantage, Marquis Voban, as the oldest existing Demon King, had slain at least five gods and possessed no less authorities than Sora!
In terms of divine power, Sora was even more at a disadvantage. Even if the War God Verethragna had abundant divine power, it couldn't compare to the sum of so many gods. Sora could clearly feel the power of Marquis Voban on the throne, which was several times his own!
Although they were just words meant to provoke Sora, as Yuri had said before, no
However, even so, what of it?!
As long as he dared to refuse, he would dare to beat him!
"Hahaha… Interesting! Interesting!"
Seeing Sora actually dare to wage war against him just for a small human Miko, Marquis Voban suddenly stood up.
"As expected of one of my kind, King Kusanagi Sora, I have experienced your spirit!"
"Now, as a sign of respect to you, let's play a game, a game between kings!"
"The winner of the game will have ownership of this Miko!"
With deep light flickering in his wolf-like eyes, Marquis Voban also erupted with an endless king's aura.
"Heh… a game? Interesting, I accept!" Knowing that a battle was unavoidable, Sora showed no fear. On the contrary, as a Godslayer, his bloodthirsty and warlike instinct made him feel endless excitement and thrill.
Under the tense and uneasy expressions of the three girls beside them, a game between kings began!
…
Outside the building, the maid Arianna drove the car over. With a complex expression, she glanced at the silver-haired girl by the window not far away, and Yuri also got into the car.
Starting the car and stepping on the accelerator, the car whooshed out like a red arrow, quickly disappearing into the night.
"Seriously, why did we have to leave? Wouldn't it have been better to just fight there? What's with this cat and mouse game?"
"And not only that, but that old man is the cat, and I'm the mouse!"
In the back seat of the car, Sora, sitting between Erica and Yuri, was complaining with a displeased expression.
He had thought that old man was going to play some interesting game, but he didn't expect it to be such a low-level cat and mouse game. Sora was immediately unhappy. Damn old man Voban, are you looking down on me, Sora?!
According to Sora's idea, he would have directly fought that old man, but he was stopped by Erica and Yuri and dragged away first.
Looking at the complaining Sora, Erica beside him smiled without speaking, while the Miko's serious old habit acted up again:
"Sora, even as a Demon King, you can't be so willful. That place is in the center of the city. If you two Demon Kings start fighting, how much disaster will it bring to the civilians?!"
Clenching her two small fists, the Miko had a serious and angry expression, but the faint handprint still remaining on her face made her look somewhat comical in a different way.
"Cough cough… Okay, Yuri, I was wrong, I was wrong."
Once Sister Yuri gets serious, she emits a unique aura. Even Sora has to admit defeat, he has to admit defeat.
Well, being the mouse is being the mouse, it's no big deal. After that old man catches up, I'll just beat him up severely and see how he can still be so smug!
"Does it still hurt here? Who told Yuri not to cherish herself before? I was too angry for a moment, so…"
Stroking the place on the girl's face where the faint red handprint still remained, Sora said apologetically. Even with his thick skin, he couldn't help but feel his old face flush slightly. If the group of Yuri's obsessive fans at school knew that their goddess had been hit by him, they would probably all come looking for a fight!
"Uh… no, it's fine."
Startled by Sora's sudden intimate action, the Miko's face instantly turned blood red. Recalling what happened before, although she was extremely shy, she never blamed Sora.
Facing this Demon King who came to save her despite the danger, this boy who angrily woke her up by hitting her when she was giving up and preparing to sacrifice herself, Yuri had no resentment or hatred in her heart, only endless gratitude and a different kind of feeling…
"Oh my, oh my, Your Majesty the Demon King is really brutal. You can even lay a heavy hand on a beautiful girl like Yuri. Will you not spare even me, Erica Blandelli, in the future?"
"Wuwuwu… My life is so hard. I actually followed such a brutal Great Demon King."
Erica's voice, this knight girl who sometimes acts mischievous, also joined in the teasing. She kept rubbing against Sora's arm, putting on a pitiful expression.
"You dead girl, so what if I'm brutal? If you dare not listen in the future, see how I'll deal with you!"
"Stop messing around, quickly use your magic to heal Yuri."
Hitting Erica lightly on the head, Sora said speechlessly, looking at this young lady who seemed to have become worse since following him.
"Um, no… no need."
Her face almost as red as a ripe apple, Yuri on the side carefully refused.
"Hehehe, Yuri, do you want to keep that handprint and tell everyone you meet that it's a mark left by His Majesty the Demon King?"
"Hehe, I really didn't see it coming, Yuri is so naughty!"
A cunning light flashed in her green eyes, Erica smiled mischievously at the shy Yuri.
"No, I didn't!"
"Um, Erica-san, please help me heal!"
The simple Yuri was no match for the foxy Erica. She was defeated after just one exchange, not only not refusing anymore but also quickly asking Erica to heal her.
When Erica's two mischievous hands started pinching and kneading her face under the guise of healing her, the confused Miko finally remembered something: she also knew healing spells! Why did she need Erica to heal her?
However, by the time the Miko remembered this, it was already too late…
"Hey, hey, what's with that look of disdain, Miss Maid up front?"
"Also, look ahead and drive carefully!!!"
Hearing their conversation and imagining who knows what in her little head, Sora said speechlessly, looking at a certain maid who was driving while glancing back at him with a look of disdain.
"Yes, Your Brutal Majesty the Demon King!"
Deliberately dragging out her words, the maid stepped on the accelerator again, and the car sped off wildly…