Once inside the mansion, it's nearly impossible for ordinary people to discover me.

Sunk into the shadows with [Cloak] skills and search the third floor room from one end.

I checked some rooms and there was a room where I could hear glossy voices coming from inside.

"Damn, it's time for dinner, but it's already here."

I dived into the next room, hid myself and whispered my ears, waiting for it to end.

Eventually the silence comes after a high-powered whisper.

And after the sound of clothes rubbing, one maid came out of the room.

Holding his mouth, he dropped off the maid leaving the hallway crying, and I dived into the room in the wrong place.

Similar items of pigs in the room that could be seen and seen were rolling bare into bed. Minotaurs in the groin are also rounded.

"What a mess..."

"Hey, what are you!

[Cloak] Release, look at me gushing out of the shadows, and a pig shouting a surprise - too, Martinez.

But I don't have the right to answer that. Rather, it is so driven by the urge to cut it off on this occasion.

"Mr. Igor, please"

"Yes, sir."

Mr. Igor comes out of me with my life.

Martinez driven by fear, with the sight of Elderlais' strangeness. Contains a scream that is likely to overflow with a special ability to say that Mr. Igor is under heavy pressure.

Heavy pressure is the ability to intimidate an opponent and restrict their actions. Regardless, it doesn't work for highly capable opponents.

Regardless, there can't be enough power in Martinez to resist. Now he can't raise one voice.

Mr. Igor possesses the stiff Martinez and controls his physical freedom.

Eventually, Mr. Igor, who took full initiative, stood up and offered his compliments to me.

"Successful takeover, Master Yumil"

"Thanks, but put your clothes on. Even though I'm used to seeing it, I want people's to give me a break"

"This is rude. By the way, where do you get used to seeing it? Come on.

"Nisho."

I have not told Mr. Igor that his gender has changed during his reincarnation.

Besides, I didn't think my stuff was very pretty. Martinez's, in particular, is ugly.

While Igor is dressed, I'll search the room.

Because in the case of a man like this, you shouldn't be concerned if you don't keep important documents in sight.

Advice, there was a file box hidden in the closet, with records of him intentionally manipulating the circulation of rare items.

"I guess the fact that you're bringing it into the bedroom meant that you could run away with it when you had to."

"I guess you can't be relieved if you don't keep it out of sight. How dark has it been behind you?"

"Pretty much. As far as this goes."

I show you the paperwork I discovered. There was a record here of Martinez restricting Ambrosian circulation and fattening his private belly.

If we stick this and Martinez himself out to Tamon, it could trigger a peaceful solution.

All you have to do is keep going back to Talhan.

"Am I allowed to stay out like this?

"It's the boss's own outing, so there's no one to hold him back, is there?

"But aren't some people offering to be escorts?

"M?"

There is certainly a chance that a drummed man will try to follow you.

Martinez is the only one I need, so I don't care if anyone other than him follows me.

"Can't you come out alone somehow?

"That's this body, it's very dull, and it's unlikely to expect covert behavior."

"Muggle, you fat fuck who gets in the way everywhere..."

I can also say that I will carry this giant... I don't want to touch it though.

"All right, I'll be in charge and over the fence, so let's get the hell out of here."

"Okay. Master Yumil. So..."

Mr. Igor moves the giant to the study where I broke in.

And I came all the way to the front of the fireplace, which is the way in, and I stopped my feet perfectly.

I know why...

"Dear Yumil..."

You don't have to tell me.

"Well, it's very hard to say..."

"Fine. Rather Yamate."

"I don't have a body in the fireplace"

"Ahhh!

Martinez, a huge chunk of fat, is about as different in heaven and earth as I am in slim bodies.

The chimney, the way in, was big enough that I could have broken in side by side, but still not wide enough for Martinez to get through.

The size of this figure is even comparable to that of Lobudia.

I don't care what you think. I'm not going through the chimney.

"Should I be grand off the table when this happens?

"You're gonna get caught in the eye."

"We have to give up now... hmm?

So I noticed a strange noise.

Butterflies and the noisy sound of hitting the sheets as if they were dried in a row.

No, maybe this is an explosion.

"Dear Yumil, this sound..."

"No way...... engine sound?

I've heard it many times in the original world. But I've never heard it since I came into this world.

I rushed up to the window and looked out.

Then we could see a number of planes flying towards us in the sky.

"Plane... why, you know..."

So I noticed something. [M]

There are only transferees in this world who can make things like planes.

And we didn't divulge any technology out there.

There are currently two metastasizers that I don't know about. Keiyan and... it's Tamon.

Keiyan is a world that is anything in games, but he won't be impotent enough to make an airplane.

When that happens, the only thing left is Tamon. And he's presumed to have transferred from a naval war-based game.

Then that's...

"No way...... Shipboard!?

Bombing from the sky. It is a vicious means of attack that scatters unilateral destruction on the ground.

That's coming this way. What is the purpose? I don't even have to think about it.

"This is a town with dungeon cores, a town with Martinez. There's no way he won't go for it - Mr. Igor, we're getting away!

"Ha? What's that?

"That, in a way, is worse in quality than dragons!

Igor, unable to understand the threat, was perplexed by the response, remaining standing up on the spot.

But now, I don't even have time to explain it.

I lifted Martinez's body without question, kicked open the door and jumped out into the hallway.

There are no people around.

"Shit, only at times like this!

If the bomber reaches this point, the area will be burned down at that point.

Even in that sense, it is hard to say that there is no presence to give a warning.

"Run! Soon this town will be burned down!

I raised my voice and walked down the hallway.

No matter what, there can't be anyone who doesn't blame me for all that noise.

"Who, you!

"Now's not the time, run!

There's no way my family would shut up about me holding up Martinez.

But I wasn't quite there. Kick the wall and jump over their heads.

And kept on running.

"Run! The town's going to burn, run!

Unembraced servants are surprised to see Martinez first, and even more so in my words.

But as I ran through, I moved on to the escape.

Few were hired with money, who had been grabbed with power, or, in either case, if Martinez himself were gone, would try to exhaust his in-laws.

The ones that follow are about the ones who ate this pig spill and looked good in the eye.

When the person is caught, there is no reason to stay in this mansion.

They scratched and robbed the mansion's equipment and fled before us.

I don't have time for them either.

Fly straight out to town and run through to the city gate.

I won't forget to keep issuing warnings in the meantime.

If you can, I'd like to explain, but I don't have time for that.

On reaching the city gate, a bomber finally arrived over the town.

I've run this far avoiding people, so it seems to have taken longer than I expected.

And as you can imagine, the bombing started.

An ear-busting roar sounds, the town burns down and the building collapses.

During that time the people who were traveling and going were consumed by the flames and disappeared into the underlings of their goodness.

"Damn, why are you doing this - so far, Tamon!

When I first met him, he still felt like he could talk.

I thought it was better than Ox, who just wanted to fight that still existed, or Xyn, who was driven by merit hearts.

But this... you seek so much thorough destruction!

Running out of the gate, I instructed Mr. Igor to flee to a nearby forest.

Martinez's body, in which he is…, is a top priority.

Hold him down, and I can accomplish my purpose.

"Mr. Igor, go to the woods over there and hide!

"What about Master Yumil!?

"I'm going back to town for a rescue mission!

But he returned his heel quickly, and rushed to the town, where the bombardment was still continuing.

That was exactly what I would call a hell painting situation.

I don't know his hatred of unions. But I can't allow him to involve ordinary people.

As I hung up the street, I went around instructing him to leave town.

What flew over my head earlier was a green colored propeller aircraft. It shouldn't be suitable for a pinpoint attack in times.

Without the goal of building, bombardment is not such a precise target.

"Outside! Get out of town!

"Don't be silly! If it came out like that, you'd be extra targeted!

"It's more dangerous in the building! You'll see that bomb destroys every building!

There were some people in the city who would argue with me, but I can't get involved with one of those people.

Warn everyone you see to get out of the city.

I could hear a child crying in my ear like that.

"Stay! Stay!

"What's going on?

That was the scene of a house burning.

In front of a flaming house, children are contained by adults.

"As it were! Not quite as it is!

"I barely let this kid go... he left me inside"

It's probably the neighbor's aunt holding the girl down.

When I heard the explanation, I jumped right into the burning house.

The clothes that were disguised were inflamed and quickly turned into borough cloth.

The flame twitches and burns my skin, but the Demon Knight's high vitality and HP's automatic healing effect won't do much damage at all.

"Mother, are you there!? Where is it!

I heard a slight cough in my screaming voice.

That's upstairs, not first floor. Probably got cornered up there while he was running away from the flames.

In the flames I looked up and jumped perpendicular.

If it's my jumping power, I can jump upstairs with no problems.

When I hit through the floorboard and jumped up to the second floor, it was a children's room.

A cluttered room full of stuffed animals and small items. It's a big difference from a heavily armed Arusha room.

Then I could check the shadow at the window. Perhaps that man is the mother.

"Are you safe...?

"Goho, geho"

I can no longer return a decent word. I can only be seared all over my body and coughed up.

But if I'm alive, I can handle it.

I immediately removed the gear that I could heel from the inventory and hung it on her.

I see burn marks. I see them. They disappear, and my breathing calms down. At the same time, either out of relief or she lost consciousness.

I approach the window as I jump, but the window was meticulously designed not to open more than a certain amount.

I guess I left it scratched so the kid wouldn't fall out the window.

He forgot that and ran into this room, and he was cornered.

But for me, the same is true of wooden panels and paper.

He smashed through the window with a kick and jumped straight down to the ground.

"Stay!"

"Oh, lady, jump down now... Huh?

"Please this one. After that, get away from the city quickly. The upper array will drop the bomb in pursuit of the building"

"Bukku...?

"It's a magical mon from [Fireball]. It's safer out of town because you can't target it with precision."

"Oh, oh - okay!

My aunt leaves her mother in her arms and takes her child outside the city.

Seeing that, I exhaled in relief.

But I can't even slow down here. The bombing is still going on.