Editing Shinmai Maou no Keiyakusha:Volume 7 Chapter 3 (section)

===Part 15===
Nonaka Yuki frowned as soon as she saw her opponent. Her opponent’s arms were as thick as logs, and his enormous body left no room for doubt that he was a powerful opponent. But that was nothing to be surprised about. Although it was a physique that could not belong to a human, among the Demons, there were even stranger ones out there. What puzzled Yuki was the fact that she had seen this Demon’s appearance before; and that Demon had died in front of Yuki’s eyes. And then, the large Demon opened his thick lips and spoke with the same familiar voice to Yuki

“So you’re one of the Hero Tribe. Based on your appearance…you were the guys who killed my older brother, right?”

“—Older brother?”

“Yeah, the one that you guys killed before was my older brother.”

Upon seeing Yuki’s frown deepen, the Demon laughed as he said

“Don’t misunderstand me…I don’t hate you guys. That guy’s physical ability is roughly equivalent to mine, but in reality, he’s just all bark and no bite. So don’t compare this Volga-sama, to that failure.”

“…………”

Yuki simply answered Volga with silence. While simply holding [Sakuya] in her hand, she patiently waited for the starting signal. But—

“You really are such a cute woman. Is it because your little sister suffered such a miserable defeat that you’re too ashamed to even speak? Huh?”

“………”

This mockery made Yuki’s shoulders tremble, but she still kept her lips closed as she narrowed her cold gaze towards Volga.

“What…do you even have any emotions?”

Under the gaze of Yuki, Volga laughed as he said

“The exalted I doesn’t play the same kind of boring battles that Admirath does…since you’re the older sister of that garbage, I’ll let you in on a little secret, just so you put in a little more effort.”

After saying that, he opened the palm of his thick right hand towards Yuki.

“———”

Nonaka Yuki could not help but widen her eyes. It was because she saw a twister-like magic activate in the palm of Volga’s hand — which then formed into an object. It was Basara’s uniform button. That was probably a technique that was able to convert magic into material.

“………”

To Yuki, the principle behind that technique was not important. The problem was that the means through which Admirath was able to deceive Kurumi’s virtue – came from Volga.

“Do you see it, the exalted I is strong, yet delicate…how do you like that, and it’s pretty close to the real thing, right? Using this to deceive that simple child was such an easy task.”

“……I see.”

Yuki only spoke those two words to Volga, whose shoulders were shaking from laughter. She finally got it — she completely understood. Although the one who actually harmed Kurumi was Admirath, the reason for it came from the Demon in front of her. For Yuki, such provocations were too uncivilised…it didn’t disturb her mood. However, the truth that Volga had spoken, as well as his insult to Kurumi — all of that was carved into Yuki’s mind.

“Hmph…”

Seeing that Yuki simply stood there without a word, Volga forcefully crushed the replica button out of boredom, and then scattered the fine debris into the air — and then, that moment came. —In each of the previous battles, an appropriate fighting space for both parties was chosen before starting. But this time was different. As if this arena was a suitable location for the duel between Yuki and Volga, the space did not change, and the clang of the gong to signal the beginning of the fight had already echoed out.

“———”

In response to this irregular situation, Nonaka Yuki immediately moved her previously still body. She pushed against the ground of the stage, and dashed in a straight line towards Volga. In Volga’s eyes, this girl of the Hero Tribe was rushing towards him like a bullet. She was ignoring this abnormal situation, and planned to land a pre-emptive strike.

“Hah, how naïve…!”

However, something like this was already well within Volga’s expectations. So—

“Ngguuuaaaaaa!”

Volga roared at Yuki who was making a beeline for him, and with all the energy in his body, his rapidly swelling body was covered with glowing purple particles — in the next instant, his appearance had completely changed. His entire body was covered in armour that he had created using his magic, similar to the amour of the Demon Beast Behemoth. This was the reason why Volga was able to ridicule his older brother Valga as a failure — [Spirit Armament]. Arm strength, leg strength, physical strength, defence, and various other physical abilities had been greatly enhanced by Volga, and he also materialised a long-handled battle-axe. When Volga raised his weapon, Yuki had already reached the area in front of his chest, and began to slash at him continuously — but Volga did not care. Equipping this spiritual armament was his most complete defensive stance.

“———”

Using a draw-sword stance, Yuki drew her blade to commence a flurry of attacks.

“Uuoooooooohh!”

Volga fiercely swung down his axe as a counterattack. —What followed from that was a loud shockwave that resounded across the entire arena and caused it to tremble. With that one strike, Volga split the stage in half, and because of the impact generated, he had lost sight of Yuki’s figure. On top of that, Volga didn’t feel that his body had been wounded at all. From the looks of it, that counterattack had scared her off so she had to temporarily halt her attack and retreat.  As a result, that delayed reaction must have caused her to be hit.

“Ha…has she been turned into dust just by one strike? She’s also too weak!”

When Volga, who had been ridiculing Yuki decided to lift his axe from the split floor of the stage—

“Uh…whoa.”

He had no idea why he was falling forward, but he quickly moved his leg forward for support. But — Volga still fell forward as he held onto his axe.

“Huh? How could…”

It was the first time in a long while since he had last equipped his spirit armament, and under these circumstances where he had dropped the axe with all his might, perhaps it was his first time doing so. Could it be that he was too excited and overexerted himself, and put the cart before the horse? These thoughts caused Volga to subconsciously turn his head, and look at his lower body.

“Oh—…?”

And then he frowned. Volga’s lower body was still standing, his waist and legs were still standing steady, yet Volga still continued to fall — those two things were contradictory. It was as if his upper and lower body was not even joined together.

“———”

And then Volga saw — on the other side of his own lower body that was still standing there.  The back of a girl who was holding a sword faced him.