A Demon Lord’s Tale: Dungeons, Monster Girls, and Heartwarming Bliss

I take Nell off my shoulder and hide him behind me, and I step forward with Zui.

…… Who, you...?

The man looks surprised at this one coming forward, but I sikat the voice and opened my mouth.

"Don't put it the way you're pretty sure. You think the brave man is the culprit of all this?

"Oh, yeah! This is happening as soon as this woman gets here! This woman did something somewhere, and the demons came to retaliate for it! From the timing, don't even think about a match pump!

"I say strange things nasty. As soon as Nell gets here, how do you know we're in town today? We came to this city on a carriage all day, and we just got here today. You seem to know everything from one to ten about brave men."

To my words, the man pushes and shuts up and then opens his mouth again.

"Shit, sometimes today, I just saw a brave man get out of a carriage"

"Heh, you said you saw me get out of the carriage? It was in the stables of the hotel that we got off. There wasn't supposed to be a man with a look like you."

……

Shit, it's like saying, man's face distorts for a second.

Yes, we got off the carriage, connected to the hotel, inside the stables.

When it comes to stables, it's not a common stables on a ranch or anything, but seriously a splendid place like an indoor parking lot.

Assuming there is only a hotel where the great ones stay, and those who come with patience, from the outside, it is built with no peek at the inside, so that they are thorough.

"We stayed at a hotel where the lord I know said it was well managed. If you just missed it and you were inside the stables, that means you're another trespasser, whether you're a hotel employee or a guest."

I honestly don't know if it's well managed.

Even so, this kind of thing is good if it is persuasive.

"Which one are you? If you're an employee or guest, we'll check with the hotel later. I'm sure you'll answer that. If you're a trespasser... well, I don't know how to handle it, but I'll leave it to the guards."

…………

A man doesn't answer my question - no, he can't.

Because I understand that if you say something far-fetched, you're going to dig a grave.

Did you feel the rugged gaze of those around you concentrate on yourself, circle your gaze around chills, and then the man yells.

"Ha, don't go out of the way! I don't know about me, but it doesn't matter right now!!

"Whoa, you sure do. Okay, well, let's just say it was caused by Nell. But what's wrong with it?"

"What...?

To a man with a suspicious look on his face, when I smile in the back of my mask, I point out with a big bare gesture.

Likewise, the gaze of those around us now moves from the man to the point indicated by his finger.

- I handed over the magic, and it seems to be a mark that Nell unleashed his moves, on an oversized ground crack.

"You said the city was in danger? Where? Anybody hurt? You want me to tell you what the danger is!

"Yes, I did see that. With a wave of bravery, the demons blew away!

"Me too!

"Me too!

Many soldiers' voices agree with me.

"That's right! To that extent, it's no different from everyday life for the brave! To that extent, if we are brave, we can destroy it in less than an hour! Demons are not eyes!!

Whoa whoa!! and rising cheer.

When I make sure my surroundings are hazy enough, I don't even feel a little overdone, but I just shout out loud with no push.

"See, you guys!! A brave man is never such a soft being!! - To our brave man, long live!!

"Long live the brave!!

After me waving up my fist with a gnaw, a big, enthusiastic voice rose from all over the city's outer walls.

... Yabe, fanning is a bit of fun.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Nell looked like he'd said, "Oh, whatever," next to me. That's actually what he said, and he had a cramped bitter laugh.

"Shit, shit! I didn't hear that! I did my job right, it's not my fault I failed!!

Man spitting evil - Kakuza drives the carriage under the sky, which came white only a little.

"What is' strength to the extent that a soldier has hair ', that woman, she was a monster of a hell of a strength!! This is why nobility is him, if you trust him!!

I think of the face of a nobleman who could say 'work' to himself, biting his teeth with Gillie.

- It was then.

"Heh... I've been hearing more about that."

"Huh!?

Suddenly, to the voice heard from behind, Kakuza pulls the sword he had beside him out of his sheath aggressively, swinging it backwards in a agile motion.

But the attack slashes the sky, devours some sharp spinning kick in the head just in return, and is blown from the top of the carriage.

"Kahoo."

Whether the intense movement on the carrier conveyed, the horse running excitedly hissed, clashing against the tree growing next to the road made of, and the carriage rolled over.

The crushing sound of the carriage, ringing after the moments when the kakuza was tapped to the ground.

"Huh, huh, huh"

The impact of the collision blocks his breath for a moment, but Kakuza forces his lungs to move and resume breathing, immediately standing up and alerting his surroundings.

- Apparently, the assassin jumped off the carriage from himself before he rolled over and stood unconstitutionally a little further than Kakuza.

"... you, masked bastard just now"

"Have you stopped pretending to be a townsman already? That's a pretty good move."

The assassin was a masked man who fought earlier.

I don't have a weapon. Complete bare hands.

- Are you a fighter type...?

"What the hell, you just made fun of your daughter-in-law brave, so you came to retaliate?

"Well, it's not wrong. I was going to ask you a lot. I don't know what you were going to fan - just now, which fucking nobleman was hiring you"

…………

Confirming Chirali, the sword he dropped when he was kicked over earlier is rolling a few steps further than he is.

If you step in with a dash, it's the distance you can pick up right away.

- Can it be killed?

This masked man will have strength.

That's about what I called a valiant squire, and even if I saw the move earlier, I can see that.

Even if you suddenly see where you appeared from where you had no form at all, you're sure you're good at magic.

But - Perhaps this type, I'm complacent.

It is proof that you have not even taken a decent stand, recognizing that you are in an advantage.

Even if I don't do that, I guess it's because I'm confident I can kill myself... there's a gap to follow.

Instantly calculating in his head, Kakuza opens his mouth with a big wolf to look as foolish as he can.

"Ma, wait! I'm sorry I tried to frame you guys, I was mean, blinded by a lot of money! Or if it's the name of an aristocrat hired, say it!!

"Hmm? So let's hear it."

"I was hired by the nobles of the king's capital to frame the brave..."

In the middle of the conversation, at that moment when he felt the tension instantly unraveled (unraveled) from the masked man's body, Kakuza fleshed towards the masked man at once as he jumped in with a dash and kicked up the sword and grabbed the pattern.

Kakuza, as it were, waves his sword through without hesitation as he moves forward...

"Huh!?

- There was no one there (...).

The man who should have been there until now has already lost his shadow and form, and the sword slashes the sky again.

Even as he rushes to regain his posture, he eats a strong shock on his back and is pushed down to the ground before Kakuza recovers from the upset.

"Gah."

"Ouioi, what's up? Get better all of a sudden. So, here we go. Who hired you and how did you intend to frame us? You're gonna tell me, aren't you?

Voices heard from overhead.

I try to escape immediately - but for a moment, I have severe pain in my left leg.

"Huh!!"

Sweat erupts from all over my body.

When I sent my gaze to my left leg while eating and tying my teeth to the bursting pain - what I saw in my sight was a single knife.

The knife pierces Kakuza's left foot and is still pierced and sewn to the ground.

Doc and blood pour out and instantly start dyeing the ground red.

And the masked man opened his mouth in an even lighter tone as he kicked the pattern and let go of his sword from Kakuza.

"Whoa, sorry, you move so suddenly, I accidentally surprised you and dropped the knife. Be careful, I'm clumsy."

"And, Temeye!! Do this to me!!"

"Hey, don't shout out all of a sudden. I'm surprised you dropped your knife again."

The masked man does not hesitate to stick a knife through Kakuza's right foot and sew it to the ground just like his left foot.

"Guh...... shit!! It's all ruined because of Temeh and Temeh women!! Temeh's woman is a bakemon, and Temeh is a hell of a petten bastard!!

"Well, that's a compliment."

Kakuza scatters as he breathes roughly and repeatedly in severe pain, but only calms his head and desperately circles his gaze around him wondering if he has any means of breaking through.

- The sword... no, it won't arrive. I see a future where I get my arm snapped before I grab it.

Rather, now that both legs have been sealed, the possible movement has been greatly restricted.

... Then throw the hidden knife out of here and scratch his throat whistle. That's all I have.

I don't need a bluff anymore.

Cut off all that extra motion, just stop the roots of your breath with the fastest motion......!

When Kakuza pulls the knife out of her nose in an invisible position from the mask, her lower body is stitched, so she just twists her upper body thoughtfully and turns back, while at the same time using her full body force -.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not giving you a turn anymore."

- But the attack also didn't do any damage to the mask.

The masked man twists and bends as hard as he can toward the opposite (...) of the elbow's range of motion when he grabs Kakuza's arm passively on the way and forces an end to the motion to throw the knife.

――――

You mustn't ring, the sound of bokki.

Wordless screams leak out of my mouth unexpectedly.

"Oh, that looks painful. But don't worry. There are five advanced potions here and now. I'm a little out of shape, but I'm gonna use it all for you. Pleasure. I'll give you as many questions as you like. There were some dumb bastards out there."

That said, the mask lowers its hips in front of Kakuza's face as he picks up the knife that Kakuza dropped on the clap with his broken arm.

"Ma, even if you're a dm bastard, it would help if you gibbed me up early. I don't have an abusive taste. I'd rather not be gloomy. - You know what I mean?

Niya, and peeking through the gap of the mask, a man's laugh.

To that terrible grin, Zo, and something cold ran on Kakuza's spine.