Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

Empire capital of the Helshire Empire. There was some cold air running through the dining area on the first floor of the inn at the corner of it.

It is naturally Hajime and the others who sit at the table, which is the point where that cold air originates. Since Hajime and Yue came back from gathering information, their gaze at the women's hajime has been cold.

Especially since Shea and Kaori's eyes are as inorganic as the highlights have disappeared, honestly enough to hazy and feel scared. Behind the incense weave, thin rashes are beginning to be visible, as is the usual young man.

"Looks like you've been looking forward to it, huh?

"Yue, you're shiny, aren't you? What did you get me to do? Hey? What were you doing? Hey, hey."

The two uninterrupted voices finally made it unbearable for the guests at the next table to leave. The waitress at the store is looking at the hazies annoyingly, but she doesn't seem to pinch her mouth to what's going on between them.

This happened to the two of them, naturally, because Yue, who came back, was oddly shiny and the hajime looked subtly snapped.

I mean, while you're out gathering information, what's so good about being alone with you! and spreading anger.

"... what am I mistaken about? Yue's shiny 'cause he sucked my blood, huh?

"" To?

Hajime, who perceived Shea and the others' mistakes, tells the facts in a frightened manner. Shea and Kaori, both of whom heard that, turned dumb.

"Did you really think I was holding Yue? I'm a dog with a platter. That's a pretty good assessment, huh? Huh?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I knew I guess so. Hey, hey, Kaori."

"Ugh, yeah! Of course, Shea. Regenerative magic consumes a lot of magic. I thought so from the beginning."

Shea and Kaori make a desperate case by swimming their gaze in the direction of the day after tomorrow to Hajime's jitsu eyed dislike.

Hajime turns his gaze softly towards Shizukuda. Shizuku started turning that way as he freaked out and blushed his cheeks. Apparently, they were also firmly mistaken.

"Huh, well. Anyway, I got the information I wanted. This evening, we infiltrate a place where Cam and the others are likely to be. Security seems tight, but as long as we find the cams, all we have to do is get away with the space transfer, so it's not particularly difficult. Me, Yue and Shea are the only ones infiltrating. You should be able to block signs and metastases just in case. Kaori, stay with the pals outside the capital. Because it metastasizes directly."

"... I see that... in the first place, is that information correct? It is possible that a person named Nedil is lying..."

"That won't happen. Because I repeated many times that my groin was crushed in front of me, made to regenerate before I lost my mind in pain, and crushed again... Not that I can stand a man... after being thrown up all washed up, hollow and tearful while holding my groin, Nedil, I saw you, and I felt sorry for you, the boulder."

You did it! and Kwanghui and the others wanted to put in a grand scratch, but just stopped to sigh that they would just be flushed no matter what they said to Hajime, who was giving him a deliberately sinking look in front of him. Shizukuishi strokes her breasts down and shows off her occassion, saying she was glad she didn't have to go to Kaori inside.

And at the same time, after many times crushing the man's groin and looking at Yue, who seemed to think nothing in particular, he firmly swore that the two names "groin smasher" heard by Wang Capital were not Dada, that Guanghui and Ryutaro would not only defy Yue in battle. Slightly, while being an inner crotch under the table.

"Hey, Nagumo...... now, if Mr. Shea's family is being captured by Imperial Castle, why don't you just ask me to give it back normally? There's gotta be Lily now, and I'm a brave guy... and I think we can figure this out..."

Mitsuhei really says something more now.

Indeed, as Kwang Hsien puts it, if it is the words of Kwang Hsien, who is a brave man, it cannot be so underneath, and Liliana will also give you a mouthfeel if you ask. It is also possible for Hajime himself to show strength and enter into forceful negotiations.

But...

"What are you willing to pay for?

"Huh?"

"Cam and the others are illegal immigrants, and they killed an Imperial soldier, right? Moreover, it is a heterogeneous being of the Rabbit tribe but besieged and damaged by the Imperial side. You think you're gonna hand that over to me for free because you asked for it?

"It's..."

"I've decided to ask for consideration. I saw it at your feet, too, do-good consideration. Even the Empire has a face. You won't be able to do it by yourself. Or maybe it'll affect the princess's negotiations, too? Is that okay with you?

When that possibility is certain, the glow of holding your mouth. Perhaps you want to do something yourself because it came with you. Something happened to the subhuman slaves earlier, and I can't seem to stand still, so I'm starting to think of something.

Hajime, who had a bad feeling about Hiji-kun, looked at Chirali and Shizuku. And capture Shizukuishi staring at Shizukumi with the look of "Oh, this, this sucks". Apparently, there are signs of a runoff in the glow.

Hajime, I don't think so, decided to take the lead when they broke into Imperial Castle, thinking that Gwanghui would take some kind of "huge favor" action.

"Hey, Heavenly River. I need a favor from you..."

"Huh!!!? What... because? Nagumo asked for me?... Impossible..."

The glow stiffens with a stunned look at the word sudden request from Hajime. That was the same for Ryutaro and the bell next door. It's like I've just run into UMA all over the city. That's not how much of a "favor" from Hajime could have come from what I've said and done before.

Hajime, however, was a little frustrated because he had anticipated that much reaction, too, but didn't put that on the table.

"Ah, no, I knew it was good. I can't ask you to do such a dangerous thing. I'm sorry, forget it."

"Hold on, hold on! Tell me what you want me to do first..."

I rather devoured the glow to Hajime, who withdrew slightly in the atmosphere of saying even worse things.

"Nah, security is too tight when it comes to breaking into Imperial Castle. So I was hoping you'd play a positive role to increase your success rate a little bit.... for example, one rampage in front of the building about helping a sub like a dog-eared boy earlier and attracting an Imperial soldier... Yeah, but you're too dangerous. Forget it."

Of course, security will be tight, but there's no way we can break into Hajime and the others. Neither would Yang Dynasty, if any, be of any use, but it does not mean that it is particularly necessary. I simply couldn't think of any other reason. If you say you have nothing to do and run wild, I was just trying to give you something to do. At least we can help! Say something like that and don't come infiltrating Imperial Castle...

"Yang Moving...... those kids...... do it. Let's do it! Nagumo! Leave the Yang Dynasty to me!

"Oh, hey, well, will you take it, boulder, you're a brave man... yeah. Give this to such lovely brave men."

When Hajime took some ore out of the treasure trove, he smelted it and created four masks.

Each of those masks were divided into red, blue, yellow and pink, full face types reminiscent of a hero of a squad thing. It is finely designed and also devised to avoid obstructing vision and breathing. It is a technical skill that cannot be imitated by a concurrent smelter. It is precisely a futilely sophisticated, futile-free and futile move.

"... Nagumo... What's this?

"Mask, as you can see."

"........................... why?

"Because it doesn't taste good that you, the brave man, will storm without context in the Empire, right? We have to hide who we are. And when it comes to hiding who you are, it's a mask. Ancient and present, a hero is one who wears a mask. A hero begins with a mask and ends with a mask. You're also color-coded so you can distinguish properly, right?

"Huh? No, all of a sudden, even if they theorize so forcefully... well, I do know that I should hide who I am. It would also be Lily's nuisance... but this..."

I look at the squad mask in front of me as the glow draws my cheeks.

"... don't worry, brave man. (laughs) I'll give you the color of the leader," Red. "

"... hey, did you put anything on after the brave man now?

"Sakami, you're blue. Blue indicating calm settling. I wasn't sure which way to go with black, but I decided that blue would be good for you (brain muscle). I think it was my fault."

"Ooh? I don't know what it is, but I'll take it if you want."

"And Taniguchi, you..."

"Pi, is it pink? Really? A little shy..."

"Yellow. Was he there? of yellow. It's the yellow of your tone. A subtle synonym in many ways, yellow."

"... hey, Nagumo, maybe you don't like bells? Really?

"And at the end... Yae Oak is..."

"Wait, Nagumo. There's only one more thing left... no way, right?

"Yae Oak, of course, the remaining pink, that's your color"

"No! I mean, besides the mask, there's any way to hide who you are, right? That's good enough to wrap the cloth around! Nagumo, you, you're definitely playing!

To Shizukuishi's protest, Hajime flaunts his shoulder. Shizuku's cheeks are piquely drawn to his attitude as if he were a deaf child.

"Ready? If you're hiding who you are, be sure! The mask has a proper clasp, it won't come off a bit or softly, and it will also cushion the impact. Plus, it's light enough not to make you feel heavy, and it's a sword strike, so it's durable enough not to scratch a scratch."

"Ah, that's all in that moment... what a waste of high technical skill..."

"And Yae Oak, it's a classic that cool beauty types that are usually as crisp as you actually like cute things. So I went out of my way to pink him. Appreciate it."

"Hey, what a decision... I can't believe I'm anything cute..."

"Oh, it's a hit, Hajime! Shizukuishi's room is full of stuffed animals."

It was Shizuku's aggressive denial of Hajime's decision, but that's just betrayal there. Kaori exposes Shizukuishi's taste. On Shizuku's head the mark "!?" popped up.

"... Speaking of which, you've always liked animals. Especially rabbits and cats..."

"Oh, the waiting list for Sizzsiz's phone was Usa too ~"

"If you stop by Gaussen or something, you're bound to do a UFO catcher. Besides, if I did, I'd be fine."

"I see, so Shizukuishi, you've always seen my rabbit, haven't you?

"... Yae Oak. Come on, take it. Pink is... yours"

Hajime gently offers a pink mask with a gentle look at all times. For some reason, everyone but Hajime is watching the gift ceremony with a strangely gracious eye. At some point, no one realizes that the option of not receiving a mask is gone.

"... what the hell, this air... I'm telling you, it's not like I really like pink, is it? I'll have no choice but to take it, but don't get me wrong because I'm not happy about it, okay? And no one hates small animals, do they? So because I'm special and I don't like that...... so please stop pointing that kind eye at me!

Shizuku received a mask in discipline as he turned red to his ear.

I desperately deny it's because I'm embarrassed, but Shea sneaks up on me and says, "Shizuku, you can touch a little rabbit, right?" It was a vain effort because Delle broke up with him.

By the way, Hajime pushed a four-man squad so far can be just eight hits.

The prospect is that if a masked squad appears in the Imperial City and storms one, some kind of two names will be given to Shizukuta beyond the two painful names that Hauria tried to name.

Actually, he had it in his roots that Shizukuda laughed at him when he interacted with the pals. Most of all, it is not called directly because the identity is hidden, but the mountain of Sekiyama is so boring that it is unknown and deafening...

While controlling the runoff of Kohinoo, Yue had a slightly dazed glance at Hajime's intentions, who was looking to retaliate.

Late at night.

There were countless small, lattice-fitted rooms in the darkness where no single light existed. A specially made lattice made of special metal, coupled with a magic formation engraved on the ground, constitutes a robust barrier and a silent expression of intent to never let anyone in the small room escape.

It is a strange odor emanating from filth, blood, etc., and it turns out to be an extremely unclean space even if you can't see anything.

Such a lowest place was, of course, a prison intended to restrain and spiritually hunt down prisoners, which was also a dungeon in the Empire Castle of Helshire.

The quality of the boulder, the Imperial Castle prison, and the metal ore that makes up the dungeon are excellent, but the magic formation is truly excellent to keep prisoners carved everywhere from escaping.

Not only is there a trap planted inside the wall that does not lead to lethal, but also extremely malicious, suffering to the point where each person who attempts to escape from prison or sneaks into the dungeon, unless he accurately chants a chant to untrap, he should first see his unsolicited behavior as sealed

If one person is pushed into a small room while suffering from a vicious odor in a world without light, without fine dust such as the possibility of being able to escape, it is not strange for a normal person not to keep it for a day and go mad. The guard and the only entrance, just outside the door, are waiting in a jar, and they don't stay in the dungeon darkness long enough to patrol at a set time.

But in spite of being such a shitty space, now, for some reason, I could hear the sound of a spare voice.

"Hey, how many have passed today?

"All my fingers and two Avalas... what about you?

"Heh, that's my win. All my fingers and three Avalas, huh?

"Ha, to that extent? I have seven abarras and cheekbones... and one rabbit."

"Seriously? What the hell did you say? They might be able to use us, so they didn't get their hands on the rabbit..."

"Nah, who's behind this, as usual? How dare you repeat misguided questions?... I told him." It's your mother. I'm just here to see how my son is. "

"Wow, that's so pretty..."

"But those guys, don't drop the rabbits, you're probably under orders, right? I mean, I disobeyed it..."

"Oh, don't dispose of it for sure. Keke, hey, hey!

What you hear is bragging about who suffered the worst injury. I'm not going to die because I have a minimal healing magic hanging on me, but even with this kind of spare conversation, it seems that the voice lords are just full of creation.

Nevertheless, be patient. The identity of those who slap lightly is Hauria, who was captured by the Empire.

There's nothing crazy about them competing in severity. I'm already ready.

We can't help ourselves any more than we are imprisoned in the dungeons of Imperial Castle. To be executed or to be dropped into slavery...... in the latter case, there is still no life because that is the existence of full force and self-harm. It's such a nightmare as being forced to fight your fellow countrymen with a collar of slaves, so that's what they decided beforehand.

And more than not helping, I live longer with the intention of paying you one last arrow.

For its part, the Empire suspects that there may also be some conspiracy behind them, given that Hauria's strength is too far from common sense.

Also, even if not, His Majesty the Emperor, who received the report, liked the Haurian tribe and seemed to plot whether it could be used as a handkerchief for the Imperial Army. The Haurian tribe was like a chest to His Majesty the Emperor, who preferred the way he fought, the weapons he possessed, his spirituality, the way he nurtured his warm Hauria, and others.

Hauria and the others, who perceive the thoughts of such an imperial side, poke at the imperial side to ridicule it until that moment when their lives are exhausted. I'm ready, so I can have some stupid leisure time to compete with the severity of my injuries.

Incidentally, when he was put in this dungeon full of creativity and still put out of jail for torture in the name of interrogation, the Haurians, with a grinning grin, are already seen with horror in the eyes of most of the Imperial soldiers involved.

"By now, the chief must be prodigiously stirring up..."

"Right.... Hey, because of this, why don't we compete over the sheikh's injury?

"Oh? Nice. Then I'll lose everything."

"No, you, you're too big a hole, aren't you?

"No, chief these days, because my words and actions have become more and more like my boss.... Especially when you're training recruits..."

"Oh, it's like the boss has taken over, isn't it? If they get that cursing noise... it's possible..."

"Well, if you're the boss, you won't get caught in the first place, and now you're going to destroy everything from the inside and come out normal!

"Rather, it feels like imperial tears, doesn't it? I'm sure it'll disappear from the map."

"The boss is relentless!

"It's more of a ghost!

"No, you're the devil, aren't you?

"Then the Demon King looks better"

"Come on, then, sounds like you're in line with the Demon King of the Demon Nation. Compared to the boss, your demon king over there is a worm. Bugs."

"Then... you mean demonic and godly, like demon gods?

"" "" "" "" "" That's it!

"... how are you? It's been a long time since we've had these" peas "... Huh?"

……

A voice that conceived anger at the filled creative Haurias who were thriving in the dark.

Houlia and the others froze into a familiar voice. In the dark, lurk your breath as if you were a small animal trying to survive a carnivore.

"Hey, here. Shut the fuck up. Who says he's a ghost, a demon, a demon king, even a sauvignon? Yeah?"

"Hahaha, wow, guys. Me, that's it, apparently.... I finally started hearing phantoms..."

"Don't worry, you're not the only one who's gone.... I don't think so either."

"Well... you guys too... but the last voice I hear is the boss's angry voice..."

"At least you had a good voice for a pretty girl at the end..."

Haulia and the others who can't possibly be there hear each other and treat them like phantoms in many ways. It is also called a reality escape.

To them, Hajime, the Lord of the Voice, pokes reality. Yue beside him puckered out the light sphere, wiping out the darkness of the dungeon. And Hajime clearly emerged in the dungeons of Imperial Castle.

"" "" "" "" "" "Yay, boss!!?

"Be quiet, do-and-a-half."

"... how are you unexpectedly?

"It looks pretty bad... I'm losing my mind to worry"

The face of the Haurian tribe lay in the back of a filthy shack with a terrible injury that was innocuous to see and to see, and even though there was no way to get up, he raised his bare voice as if he had met any of these martial arts gods.

Hajime, Yue, and Shea look at these Houlias.

"Hey, why is there a boss here..."

"We'll talk more later. I can't believe I'm here to help you.... dammit, you're worn out. How tough are you?"

"Ha, ha, well, because the boss trained me"

"Compared to the training of the boss, the torture of the Imperial soldier is a game."

"It's like you're not killing enough, is it? I thought it was too warm for nursing."

"Well, I can't help but kill the boss because he's at a level where he can visualize hundreds of death moments."

The unspeakable gaze from Yue and Shea next door is directed toward Hajime by Hauria and his words, who spit blood with Gefugehu and still slap lightly.

Hajime coughed one gohon to delude, checking the trap in the dungeon with demon-eyed stones, which he also told Yue and Shea. And I just started disarming the trap.

Traps by the Magic Formation can usually only be unlocked by the correct chant (key). It is because it is powerless through the process of manipulating and scattering the magic put into the magic formation by chanting.

There is also a way of breaking formation, but mostly because it comes with the ability to activate at a broken moment or at least inform others that it is broken, it is actually the only release by chanting.

But that's a story if you can only manipulate magic by chanting. Conversely, if you are able to directly manipulate magic, you can disarm it without having the key to act on the magic formation.

The Hajimes, lightly powerless of Imperial Castle Dungeon, an absolute prison boasted by the Empire, opened one lattice after another with the smelting of Hajime, instantly and completely recovering all the Haulians with Yue's regenerative magic.

"Ha, that's as outrageous as ever. Impossible, boss..."

"" "" "" "" "" "Thank you for your help!

"Whoa. Well, it's for Shea. Don't worry about it. Besides, you don't see Cam.... you know where he is?

"Then..."

One of Houlia's told me that apparently Cam is being interrogated at this time, and also gave me the location of the detailed interrogation room.

They must rescue the sheikhs themselves! I've complained, but I didn't mean enough to ask them to help me, and they also knew it was best to leave it to the Hajime who had normally broken in so far, so I pulled back a lot in Hajime's words.

Most of all, it was intensely disgusting that Hajime's "orders" were shivering me for some reason...

Hajime removed a palm-sized metal plate from the treasure trove. It was in the form of a glossy grey, magical formation engraved on the hand area and a gizzard tip, simply like a key.

In front of Howlia and the others, who round their eyes, Hajime cast his magic on the key-type plate and protruded into the space in front of him.

Then, the tip portion of the key-type plate pierced the space with a bump, spreading ripples into the space so as to ripple. Where the ripples gradually grew to adult human size, Hajime literally twisted the key-type plate gritty as a key.

Immediately afterwards, the "hole" spread around the key-type plate, and as it spread to the size of the human size in front of the eyes of the rounding Howlers, some rocky area spread across it.

"All right, you guys go through here. The other side is a rocky area just off the capital. The pals are waiting."

"Yes, sir! Boss, the chief, please."

Haulia and the others were insanely flattered by what happened in front of them, but Hajime's words. Ha! And when you regain your sanity, well, you're the boss! and immediately convinced him to give a love salute. And I didn't hesitate to creep through the gates I created with artifacts. Well trained rabbits.

What Hajime took out was an artifact that created a gate for ultra-long range space transfer.

The key type artifact "gate key" and the keyhole type artifact "gate hole" are paired so that the gate key can be pierced into the space and unlocked to open and transfer the gate connecting the space to the pre-installed gate hole location. Of course, it was created with a combo of spatial and generative magic.

As Haulia and the others moved, they "locked" the gate and closed the hole in the space again, and Hajime and the others headed to Cam's location.

Strict security is easily reached by breaking through with skill and magic.

When I knocked down the outside watch without sound and got to the door, I heard some anger coming from inside.

Shea's expression is strong. It made me feel worried about remembering my earlier family, who had slapped lightly but worn out, that Cam, who would be inside, was being badly seen.

Seeing it, Hajime's movement with his hands on the door knob just to step in stops unexpectedly due to a familiar rage that leaks slightly from across the door.

"Oh, my God, that heartless fist! Still, you're an Imperial soldier! Put your hips in more, you pea bastard! It's like a pea! The newborn kitten still has a better fist! What the hell! If you regret it, at least show me a piece of bone crushed! If you can't, you mean" pea "!

"Ugh! Why do you have to tell me that?

"If you have time to move your mouth, move your hands! Is your hand a lover or something that only a pea can do? Oh, is the actual lover a" pea "too?" Pea, you look great in front of me. "Pea!

"Oh, my God! Natasha's not that kind of woman!

"Oh, come on, Johann! You can't do that! This guy's gonna die!

"Hmm, you're still" Pea "over there. The Imperial Soldiers are always" peachy "! Why don't you just change your name to" Pea "? You little peas! Don't line me up, show me even one of your intentions!

"What the fuck! What the hell is this guy doing? You're such a bunch of rabbits! Somebody interrogate me instead!

"I don't like it anymore! Talking to these guys is driving me crazy!

I can hear those screams leaking out of my room.

Hajime and the others were all silent. With his hands on the door knob, he looks at each other unexpectedly insanely that the Imperial soldier interrogating him is more hunted down than Cam, who should be caught and interrogated.

"Hey, do you need help with this?

"... go home?

"... No, I'm sorry, but for once, please help me. I don't think I can come out on my own..."

Thinking of Shea's gentle father on the day of her presence, she begs Hajime with a distant eye. In fact, prestige often needs help because there's no chance Cam can escape on his own...

"Well, not as much as my mouth. Sounds like it was too early to deal with this abyss moving dark hunter, Carmbantis Elphalite Rhodelia Haulia!

From across the door, something terrific flew in a bad way.

"... Shea. Your father, he's doing something terrific."

"... it feels like I've been thinking too much and can't pack anymore"

"Ugh... is my father also a grudge against me? I'm trying to kill my daughter with shame."

Shea crouched in with her face covered with both hands. The damage seems serious.

And the severity of the damage seemed to be the same for the interrogators.

"So that's why I don't know! Damn, I don't like it anymore! I can stay in a place where these lunatics are! I'm going home!

"Wait, Johann! It's work! I mean, something about that line, it's ominous, so stop it!

I can hear you doting and approaching the door.

Hajime waved his fist in front of the door, wondering "after all, if I've done too much.

And the moment the door opens with a bang of noise, he sticks his fist out.

One of the interrogators, who was called Johan, said for a moment, "Huh?" He gave a full look of amazement and confusion, but the next moment he was blown to the back of the room with a steel fist embedded in his face.

Hajime struck him and stunned him as well as he was fortunate when he stepped straight into the room and approached the other interrogator in an instant.

And leave the two fainted men in a bit of a messy position on top of each other. The person who discovered it looks like he might have misunderstood a lot.

"No way... boss... is it?

"Oh, I don't know, you used to let all that cursing noise go with such a mess. … has been successful in many ways…"

Unfortunately, the two names that flew in many ways earlier are through.

"Ha ha. Apparently it's not a dream...... oh Lord Yue to Shea"

For a moment, he was a cam who doubted himself whether he was even dreaming, but replied to Hajime and the others with a more worn but powerful voice than the earlier Houlias. He also didn't seem dull in his thinking, and apparently immediately guessed that Hajime and the others had come to help him.

"No, I exposed myself to an unusual reunion because of it. Besides, I'm too busy cursing both of you imperial motherfuckers to even notice the signs...... no, I'm ashamed"

"... Father, I don't think that's the problem already. You should go to the treatment center immediately. Of course, to treat your head... why are you pimping with that injury?"

"Temper, though?

"... Hajime's Demon Modification... Absolutely"

Unrestrained Cam looks really embarrassed and scratches his head crunchy with his fingers pointing in an unbroken direction. He also responded plainly insanely to Shea's spicy scratch.

Yue, who hangs regenerative magic, has a horrible look at Hajime rather than Cam. Hajime thought. What really scares me is Sergeant Hartma-O and the pathogen "Kitchen II", not myself...

Hajime retrieved the gate key again with a cam on his ass jumping a pimp to fully recover and see how his body was doing.

"The others let him get away one foot. Let's go."

"Yes, sir! Oh, boss, they still take my gear..."

"Ah? Leave me alone. There are tons of better performers made from training, so I'll do that."

"Because I can get new gear? Oh, my God, you're tense, Kukuk."

Hajime and Yue also dived into the gate, shoving a suspiciously laughing cam and Shea into the gate looking somewhere objectified.

After this, it goes without saying that the night of the Hellshire Empire became a fuss until the morning due to an unidentified masked group that was rampant in the Haurian tribe and imperial capital, which had neglected to disappear from the Imperial Castle.

Besides.

On an alarming imperial night, suddenly, a burst of light broke out, the digging hut district where the subhuman slaves who were engaged in debris removal work were sleeping, the Imperial Soldier's Stuff there. Apparently, he was at a minimum, and the building just blew up, and the Imperial soldier inside seems safe. However, most of them have passed out.

It was the four shadows sitting calmly on the back of the moon who did it.

"Who are you people! You think you can just put your shield against the Empire!

An imperial soldier's platoon captain-like figure rages at the shadow.

"And besides... you're wearing a mask like that! I'm making a fool of myself!

"Huh? No, I'm not making a fool of myself..."

"I don't care what you think, you're making fun of me! Especially the pink one there!

"You're cute. You're even appealing!? You're so creepy at the point where you're wearing a mask! You pervert!!

"!?............... I'm not appealing to you for cuteness.... I don't particularly like that... what I can't... it's not my fault..."

"Hey, sizzle at the obscene old man habit... don't make fun of pink! Suzu... Yellow really pisses me off!

"That's right! Siz... you can love something cute with pink though! More than that, if you hurt pink, I... masked red won't allow it!

"Oh, I can't even forgive the mask blue."

Other masks say back to the Imperial Soldiers to shelter the masked pink that quietly drops its shoulders in a tired way somewhere.

The purpose of the masks is to make a scene in the Imperial Capital and help Hajime break into the Imperial Castle... Shizuku, who had accurately read Hajime's intentions, took an oath to his heart to avenge Hajime when he returned to treat him so badly that he could say he had no choice but to contain Shizukumi's rampage.

While the masked pink was dropping, the heated up Imperial soldiers finally said, "Take the masked bastards and catch them!" and began to strike. But even though it doesn't extend to Hajime and the others at all, it's still the other world Summoning Cheats. There is no way that a soldier like him can be enemies, and he gets kicked one after the other.

"Damn it! You're too strong for the masked piece of shit!

"Hey, you're pink."

"And the sword that Red has, I think I've seen it somewhere..."

Groans with evil as imperial soldiers crawl to the ground. About three platoons had already been pushed out of combat. An overwhelmed commander screams unexpectedly.

"Damn, you guys, what the hell is the purpose!

To that question, Kamen Red proclaimed herself perfectly stopping and vocal.

"I demand an improvement in the treatment of the subhuman slaves!

"... Huh?

"I can't help but notice what you say and do to your subtribes! Stop hurting me!

The Imperial Soldier said to the exact request, "What the hell is he talking about?" He looked at each other with a look. That would be the case, too. The response of the Kamen Reds to the subhuman slaves they saw during the day is common sense. Even if they say it is too much for their eyes, they don't pin what they want to say.

"Oh, my God, that attitude... do that to me..."

"Here's the thing... Red. It's a shame we're insane. Remember, our purpose is positive."

"I know! But at least just the kid's sub..."

"How many people do you think there are? Sorting out kids who help in front of kids and kids who don't? Besides, it's time.... Even I regret it, but now, let's serve our purpose exactly?

"... right"

Kamen Red pulled back so reluctantly that he could tell even over the mask.

"Listen, Imperial Soldier. Our actions are arbitrary. So stop hitting the sub-slaves eight on this one. If you do that..."

"Hey, what..."

"At night, when I was in the shower, behind it, when I woke up sleepless, on my stomach, behind the hallway where no one was supposed to be, under the desk, in the curtain crevices, at the edge of the mirror, in my dreams... you're going to see the mask"

The Imperial Soldier swallowed his saliva simultaneously into a pale narrative without the disincentive of masked pink, and thought, "I see..." It is indeed a horror.

The masks, as they say, served their purpose with it: "Whoa!" I jumped off the building into the back alley. And when the Imperial soldiers rushed, they disappeared as if they were dreams.

Later, the urban legend spreads among the Imperial Soldiers: "The Fear of Masked Pink - He Always Sees You," but that's another story.

It is another story as to why people in masked pink collapsed with just themselves and….

Plus two.

"That concludes the report!

"Good luck, back off"

"Ha."

After staring for a while at the door his men had left in a regular footsteps with Tsukatsuka, the Hellshire Emperor Gahardt D. Hellshire turned his gaze to the girl he had talked to earlier.

The girl with a clear face, Liliana S. B. Heilich, Princess of the Kingdom of Heilich, said when she noticed Gahardt's gaze, "That sounds tough, doesn't it?" He turned to a troubled smile, worried. As a princess of a neighboring country, you look like you're worried about what was reported earlier, but you can say that your mouth is unnecessary.

"Totally, it's troublesome. The next thing you know about a demon of joking strength is a foursome raid of joking strength wearing a joke mask... what do you think of this matter? Princess Liliana."

"... to me, I don't know. Again, in the demon clan's leap? We use impossible demons, so some people are impossible?

"Right.... it would be possible. Even if one of them freely manipulated the magic of light attributes and waved a dazzling light-wrapping sword, huh?

"... right. It's horrible."

"Oh, not at all. If you ask me what the purpose is, I'll skip the idea that it's an improvement in the treatment of subhuman slaves, so I think it makes too little sense and it's very scary."

"Yes, you are."

Liliana's expression doesn't break.

Gahardt is observing Liliana looking interesting, but the mask named Smile is an iron wall. Whatever, it's not a smile like the one you pasted, it's a smile that turns into a strange and free depending on the situation on the spot, which is a royal imperative skill.

However, Gahardt did not miss the slight disturbance in breathing.

"By the way, Princess Liliana"

"Yes?"

"Brave man, where are you now?

"… the brave man is currently on a journey. To enhance sight and hearing and strength."

"Oh, I thought you were coming to the Imperial City? And I thought you were chanting somewhere even slave liberation"

"Oh, you and His Majesty Gahardt are confusing speculation with facts? That's not true, is it?

"Ha ha, of course! We don't talk about baseless assumptions like facts."

"Hehe, I guess so"

For a while, "haha" and "hehe" and the laughter of His Majesty the Emperor and the Princess echoed in the reception room.

At first glance, it seemed like Liliana could afford it, but inside,

(Awesome because of what you're doing! Mitsuhei and the others -! I mean, why the mask!? If I were to hide who I was, I would have done more! You won't be willing to hide who you are at the time you're using the Holy Sword in the first place! I'm kidding! Absolutely, there's someone's joke in there! And it must be Nagumo who does this! Why do we have to have such a breathless exchange with His Majesty the Emperor because of his jokes! His insignificant manipulation of me is surprisingly damaging. I'm a princess, but no)

And he was screaming.

Apparently, Hajime's mask was also vain and the identity was found out at the top of the two countries.