"Guv."
They raise their voices caged with their mouths shut.
[Highrest] light leaked out of the gap between the fangs of the other party, including Volk.
I guess I restored the Volk in my mouth.
Nice one. The other.
Immediately afterwards, Volk, spewed out like gum after biting, flies a splash of each other's saliva but spins in space to land magnificently.
"... for once, thank you."
After standing on the floor, a slight light of disgust dwells in Volk's eyes, which confirmed that the sword of love in his own hands was dirty on the saliva.
Kay, you didn't have to eat the sword.
So, but you were so aggressive, you can't...
"It sucks! We're back in full swing until Volk!
"Rest assured, we have Master Mephisto and Master Thermal!
"... but this situation sucks"
Volk rambles a giant sword as he kicks and moves the floor with his feet.
Night Slime's telescopic arm, which was stretching to him, is slashed and dispersed.
He went on to gently bend his legs and jump up, breaking the other night slimes, up and down from back to back with armor.
The liquid in the slime is scattered.
I want to get a grip on the situation first.
While I observe the trend of the surrounding slime, I ask the adventurers who have fallen to the other side to recover.
The other person nods and barks "Gah".
The light of the high rest shines here and there in the hall.
I look around the hall.
Miriam should have been invited to this feast.
Looking at the adventurers, I had eyes for a blonde, weaving her cape deeply.
You look familiar to my emotionless eyes.
It was attached to the Virgin, the Arkhis of the Holy Knight.
Apparently he was getting mixed up in the party as the Virgin's Spirit.
Soon Arkhis took his gaze off me to respond to the approaching Night Slime.
How could Alhiss not accept me as a demon, an attitude that drew a line from the beginning?
I think you're only looking at me as a monster.
It is clearly a different attitude from the Virgin who serves herself.
Looking for another aspect, I saw eye to eye with the brunette girl crouching in.
In the corner of the hall, I was trying to open my eyes.
The last time I saw Miriam was before she evolved into Uroboros.
I don't think Miriam realizes anything about me.
If a dragon suddenly shows up, everyone pays attention.
But... looking into Miriam's eyes, when she killed Gregory and left the village with her fingernails to Miriam, came to mind as vividly as yesterday.
I can't stand my gaze and I almost turn away... but I notice a man lying next to me and I rush to keep my gaze.
On Emerald and Grey two-tone colored hair, on a neutral child-faced face, there was a poisonous grin...... The Princess's Three Knights, The Enduring Sword Thermal.
Thermal, like Miriam, is looking at me.
Oh, no way, are you going to be a hostage?
You know me and Miriam's relationship?
Because of the last time you protected Miriam from Thermal, did you tell Thermal that me and Miriam had a leak?
No, to Thermal, can you connect me with the humanized me then and the dragon me now?
Or if their best friend was the slime that survived for some reason, they might have leaked information from him.
I don't recall him talking to Miriam at Slime's present, but at that time, he seemed to have taken away Maher Wolf's skills of interfering with each other in magic waves and sharing information, treating the other Maher Wolves as his own eyes.
Anyway, now, history is not a big deal.
The important thing is that they're securing Miriam now because they think Thermal can be a deterrent to me, and that actually works against me.
"Hey, Ilsiah! I guess so, hey!?
After all, you know my name.
Now the possibility of that fucking slime has gone up a step again.
Thermal's face, there was a rush and a grin.
In the midst of the predicament, that's the face that got me by my name.
From what the other soldiers looked like, they assumed the Virgin's raid, but they didn't see him bring him to Uroboros.
The Demon King seemed to be ready to some extent too, but the Virgin won one in the previous preparations for coming into contact with me at the risk of hostility and drawing brilliantly into my company.
I mesh my fangs and stare at Thermal.
"Oi, the other side. Thermal Kunaris Ginnayo '
I know.
Okay, I'm here.
I don't know how much information they have, but over there, it's even a certainty. Yes.
If you react poorly, you would rather risk Miriam.
"Ha, ha! I knew you did, didn't I? If it hardens suddenly, you say yes."
Thermal continues the words.
"... I'm sorry to expect that, but I don't know if that dragon, if it was Mr. Ilsia, would have taken me hostage."
Miriam's words hurt my chest.
I turn my face toward the other Night Slime.
But for one thing, the annihilation of the slime here is paramount.
The Demon King is inviting adventurers as an experience. Without anything, life is likely to be put behind us.
"Holy shit! At any rate, you should not be able to kill me arbitrarily!
I hear Miriam, and I shake my shoulders.
What does that mean?
No, whatever it is, if that's true, it's a highly appreciated piece of information for us.
"Oh, my God! Shut up, little girl! Don't get on the diagram, I didn't kill you... if you're not even a hostage, you're worthless."
"Ahhh!
At the edge of his vision, Thermal moved to hang his hand on Miriam's neck.
"GUOOOOOOOOOOO!"
I put magic in my stomach and let go [roaring] in the face of a thermal.
For a moment, the whole hall stopped moving.
Thermal had frozen his expression, too, but soon iced it off and started laughing.
"Is this woman important? Then you should come. You shouldn't leave it to the bottom, you'll be terribly sorry."
With that said, Thermal pulls Miriam's arm and flees to the other room.
"(a), Ilsia,? Why..."
Finally, I got eyes on Miriam, who turned to me.