The Demon King's Reincarnation Starts a New Life From Zero

V1 Chapter 47 The Orge Massacre

An open space was coincidentally created within the forest.

In front of Ogres who was chatting about something there, a person's green figure fluttered.

When Ogres noticed that it had descended from among the trees, the green young lady—─Zweita calmly made an announcement.

“Although I have no particular grudge against you, this is a noble order.”

By the time Ogres saw the sparkling curved blades present in each of his hands, the two arms of one of them had already been blown through the air.

“Gah ..... GAAAA !?”

Perhaps the shout became a signal, several arrows pierced through Ogre's head which lost both hands.

The one who shot the arrow that easily pierced through his hard skull, was Luuty.

[Zun] There was a heavy sound. And while in the confusion their comrades' voices fell, the remaining Ogres took their own weapons.

They're attacked.

Their friend was killed.

That fact spread among the giants along with anger.

“Earth Attack!”

Along with Shion's voice, a large mass of rock much larger than Ogre's head was created, and sent one of the Ogres flying.

“GAAAAAAA!”

“Kuh!”

Together with a voice of anger, an Ogre swung his huge iron sword.

Cain parried it with his sword.

Seeing his large sword snagging as if it was hitting a rock, Ogre made an expression that said that he found it hard to believe.

That attack that might have destroyed the normal sword with Ogre's superhuman strength, Kain caught it without a single scuff on his sword and brushed it off.

To that end, while Cain's abilities also played a role, it was probably related to Cain's sword hardness.

“My fragile self begs.”

Together with Sharon's chant as she took position with her staff, a brilliance was ignited on the blue-colored precious stone that appeared from her staff.

“I beg for the sword. I beg the spirit. Although my body is fragile, my heart is hard. My heart has become a sword, and it wants time to be used. Therefore, spirit, come forward. I beg you to be here to carry out my will. “

Seeing Sharon's singing, one of the Ogres raised his staff up and swung it inside to interrupt, but the── was rejected by Attack Guard Shion.

“Do not block his way. It's just to get good research, you know?”

Responding to Shion who looked like he was enjoying things from the bottom of his heart, Ogre was startled for a moment, then swung his iron rod at Shion. However, even so, the Attack Guard that Shion put up was loud.

And then, a blue brilliance materialized before Sharon, and it repeatedly blinked.

“Come forward, Sword Spirit!”

The cluster of blue light fused together with that voice and took on the shape of a person.

It was a swordsman.

With a loose dressing style, the man was handsome.

He lethargicly took his steps with the double-edged one-handed sword he held in his hand, but he did not have a single crack.

His entire body of blue uniforms shone, emphasizing that he was definitely not a person.

It was the Sword Spirit.

The Sword Spirit that Sharon had summoned, keeping the one-handed sword in a bad position, approached Ogre who repeatedly attacked Attack Guard Shion.

“Wh, who are you .....”.

Shion escaped from Ogre with a step back, and the Sword Spirit that slipped between them made a diagonal slash upwards.

Ogre who had raised his iron hitter to swing it once more towards Shion who should not have been able to defend against him and received an attack.

“Gi ..... go ..... ”..

Result──

With an attack that tore him deeply together with the armor, Ogre died.

[Zushin] (Black).

Leaving behind the defeated Ogre who made such a dull and heavy sound, the Sword Spirit began to run towards the next Ogre.

“...... It seems like it is not in control via command.”

Seeing the state of Sharon who had put a hand on her chest and took a deep breath, Shion muttered that.

A brightly shining Sword Spirit charged towards where Cain and Zweita were fighting on the front lines and swung his sword.

“If that's the case ...... Does he have his own will?”

Summon Magic's.

There is no doubt that it actually calls for something different from the natural way.

If it had its own desires, it might not be a mere wisp of strength.

Even the chant of magic (Chant) before, instead of being referred to as a chant, one can judge that it was more of a cry (Cast).

This meant that this magic known as Summoning Magic still had room for development.

It would be a threat to hand it over to humans for use, but there might be value in bringing it back to the Black Continent and spreading it out.

With the face of someone who would be happy if he told them about it, Shion made a small smile.

He couldn't take them on the trip this time, but if they heard about this story, they might get angry because they weren't taken, that's what he thought.

While Shion was thinking such a thing, Zweita cut Ogre's head off.

The troublesome thing about Ogres is that they have tenacious vitality. There were cases where they were still alive even if their heads were cut off.

Since his own head could also move, there were many who would be caught off guard and end up being lowered along with him.

The reason why Ogres was said to have three souls was because of this. However, no one here was careless.

The Sword Spirit cut off the arm that remained holding the axe, and Cain cut his sword diagonally from the other Ogre's shoulder.

“O light, collect and penetrate my enemies ...... Guillo Light!”

Cain pointed at the hand opposite the hand holding his sword towards Ogre, and from the palm, a dazzling beam shot out.

The beam pierced through Ogre's chest, and disappeared. Staring at the opening in his own chest with a shocked face, the Ogre died just like that.

“...... O, ooh ...... Dear brother ....”.

The remaining Ogre, while keeping his greatsword at the ready, had tears streaming from his eyes and wailed.

Brothers who have pride in their tenacious bodies, but never act haughtily about it, and train and raise each other.

The fact that they were so easily slaughtered.

The absurd reality that they were suddenly attacked.

He regretted all that, however, Ogre then changed his mind.

Hunting is a natural right as a living being.

Just like how Ogres hunted Humans, Humans could also hunt Ogres.

Being hunted by such powerful people, being a part of their blood and flesh, and living like that would be the best memorial ceremony for his brothers.

That was why he also needed to fight bravely as a warrior.

“I'm a Soldier of Ogre, Gudion! I'm forward!”

“I Zweita. I will remember that name for now.”