Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

It was a brave red dragon. It's about the size of a house, and I can see the wind whirling around my body.

"Ever since the troika, young man of the Balteds."

A voice that sounds like the bottom of your belly. The jaw gates lined with sharp fangs are not moving, but the words themselves seem to be a normal way of communicating because they feel the vibration of the air.

While I thought it was different from Mr. Tio there, Shea decided she wasn't the enemy and stopped Steiff.

In the air, a red dragon and a cargo mounted bike relate.

"I always tell you, young man, I want you to stop, Lord Gruwell. I am the king of the Balted."

'Oh, I'm sorry. You'll never forget your childhood. "

His Majesty Eric, who rode himself out the window, asked for correction with a bitter face.

Apparently, His Majesty Eric and His Majesty Gulwell are old acquaintances. Especially since it is a non-contested neighbour, which is also two of the three surviving countries, naturally.

Contrary to his vicious appearance, His Majesty Gulwell seems to have a calm temper. From the sound and atmosphere, Shea thought so.

The dragon eye of His Majesty Gulwell moves to Shea. And it was slightly breathtaking. Again, I look at Shea up close and see if there was anything I could think of, and I stare at her jizzily.

'... surprised. He will be a brave man to observe. I didn't know you were such a beautiful fellow girl.'

"Uh, nice to meet you, King of the Beastmen. My name is Shea Haulia."

Shea, who remains spanned by Steiff, but for once, bows her head with a pepper. But I have a somewhat unpleasant feeling that my mouth is subtly drawn.

"This is rude."

That is what His Majesty Gulwell said, the next moment, wrapped in light. And a beat later, he was turning into a dandy sturdy, red-haired man. She looks like she's in her late forties. Nice middle full of majesty and youthful vitality. It only grows dragon wings from the back.

When His Majesty Gulwell flew straight to Shea's side,

"It's Gruwel Durak Synted, king of the Synted Beast Kingdom. You know, my beautiful fellow brave man."

That's what I said and smiled, trying to take Shea's hand and drop her lips on the back of that hand.

Until then, dodge. Maybe it's a general greeting, but even if it hits rude, heterosexual kissing is unacceptable. I don't have to feel bad about highlighting the part about "beautiful fellow countrymen."

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to greeting you like this. And now we're in a hurry."

It's not like she can't afford it because it's a march at a means of travel and speed out of common sense, but Shea uttered an excuse to avoid trouble.

"Well, that was overlapping and rude. I think I'm too old for your pity."

"... Really? Thank you."

Isn't there a lot of kings in this world who feel somewhat soft...... and Shea struggles to keep her expression from attracting. It's called the Demon King and the Good Beast King, and I'm very worried about whether I should be called an idiot who can't even talk about the situation, or think of him as a tatty king who can't move into anything.

As Tio's grandfather - who knows Adul Klarus, the same red dragon - like a painting of honesty and honesty, I don't see how the king of the dragon man in front of me makes a good impression.

What a thought. His Majesty Eric stepped down from the carrier, scared, down to Skyload on the barrier, and walked out this way to get me a help ship.

"The formal introduction of Lord Brave, who succeeded in the summons, will be good even after we have survived the current crisis"

"Hmm. Crisis, huh?"

"Yes, the fact that you are here means that you have received a request for rescue from the demon kingdom, just like us, right? Then we have to run now."

Words like quoting Shea. His Majesty Eric glances at Shea and nods.

Shea grinned nicely as she nodded, also thanking His Majesty Eric for his help ship.

Your Majesty Eric, the bullet. Dye your cheeks and hold your mouth down with your hands, while turning away. Shea twitched inside, "You're a maiden!".

"... I see. Even though the summoning ritual required the power of Lewis Lectre, was it still a failure to take charge"

The little whine was exposed to the wind and only reached Shea's excellent rabbit. I can somehow guess what that means from the fact that His Majesty's meaningful gaze alternates between His Majesty Eric and Shea.

(This is your first meeting, why? I'm sure there are advantages to attracting brave men... but I see more emotions than that...)

Given the conversation between His Majesty Eric and their sire on the road and the fact that their eyes are identical to those shown by His Majesty Gulwell and Allogan, it's not my fault.

(The Aesto one, you didn't put on a curse of charm or anything when you defeated him, did you?

How dare you doubt me, Shea's hot season was amazing. Or maybe Shea is superb in the sensibility of the people of this world.

"I've been waiting for that rescue request."

In the words of His Majesty Gulwell, Shea returned from a swirl of hah and thought.

"What do you mean? If we're headed for rescue, does that mean we want to align our footprints?

If you look down, there's a small forest there. I saw the chills and the beast man there. Probably an elite unit that is also the SS of His Majesty Gulwell.

His Majesty Eric couldn't avoid a wrinkle leaning between his eyebrows.

The Three Kingdoms are just the location of the apex of the triangle. It also means that in the Balted Kingdom and the Sintered Beast Kingdom, there is no overlapping route rushing to the Demonic Kingdom.

The success of the brave summons and its power must have been received at about the same time as the request for rescue, since we have already given the order by the Fei Long before dawn.

Then it seems like the best relief would be not to bother flying in another direction and waiting, but to buy time with the demon kingdom until the brave come.

Moreover, since they should not have known about the non-standard means of travel called Steiff, His Majesty the Gulwell and others would have thought they would come with a flying dragon loaned by their country. I mean, I was gonna wait here the whole day.

That too, just be quick to leave so you can definitely break into the route.

When you compare what you intend to do with the way His Majesty Gulwell thinks that you know so well...

No, I'm here to stop you.

"Again, huh?"

That's what happened. His Majesty Gulwell waited here to stop the rescue of the Balted Kingdom. Be polite, carry a powerful card called Stopping by the King of a Nation himself.

"Yeah, what do you mean? Aren't you going to help? Do you mean that the people of the Beast Kingdom are in the same position as the celestial people?

If Shea questioned in confusion, His Majesty Gulwell shook his head with a bitter laugh.

"No way, we are considered enemies of the celestial race. There's no way I can tie my hands. I just don't think we should reach out to the demon kingdom."

I mean, that's what happened. You don't need to defend yourself until you fight the Spirit. Instead, by not putting your hands on it, I am not going to defy the divine spirit. Sinners, please forgive me if I please, that is the manifestation of our reflection.

The king of the kingdom of beasts has slashed the demonic kingdom, apparently.

"Sire Gulwell, that's no good. Then nothing will be the same as before. That shouldn't be the sincerity people should show!

"You're young, Lord Eric. As king of a nation, I don't admire the idea of underestimating its own interests."

"I guess that way of thinking led to this!

"Hostile to the Divine Spirit, there will be no guarantee that this one will be safe. Drunk in the power of the brave, young king."

"Take coverage now, etc. How can you not know that there is no way left for people to move on!

"You're the one who doesn't know. You can't make a decision to profit, and the king can't name you."

Is it a thorough rationalism? His Majesty Gulwell flaunted his shoulders, behaving like telling a toddler.

Then he asks Shea with his gaze, "Do you want to come to me, not to such an immature king?" Shea did not change her expression in particular, just looked back at Her Majesty Ji and Gulwell. As if trying to make sure of something.

To such an attitude of His Majesty Gulwell, His Majesty Eric roughed up his voice in such a way that he couldn't stand it.

"What do opportunists say?"

"... If you're going to fool me, why don't you shut up?

"It would be true. Leaving aside to the demonic kingdom of technological supremacy, I welcomed the policy launched by our country to see that the divine Spirit had moved. Even so, I asked about the complexion of the demonic kingdom and didn't even give a busy hand in the bailout plan until Lord Oros attacked me!

"It would also be the king's role to see the machine. What's wrong with identifying the feasibility of an absurd plan?

"You think it's feasible? So why did Lord Oros suddenly become cooperative after he attacked the demonic kingdom? Wouldn't it matter if the plan was feasible? I stopped by because I only knew the demon kingdom!

"Not at all... I didn't come here to hear the child's eclampsia"

His Majesty shook his head with a bitter laugh, and now it was time to offer his hand directly to Shea.

"Lord Shea, when it comes to your defeating even the Divine Spirit, there won't be any danger at all. There is no need to head to a pointless battlefield. Why don't you come with me to the star tree? With the repudiation of the demonic kingdom, you will understand that the star tree is no longer evil among men."

"Sire Gulwell, someone named you. Ha. You're gonna sneak up on the brave next!

"Something different. I want you to think that you have eyes that capture the tide of time, or fate. Unlike you."

It's like immobile, Your Majesty. I no longer look at His Majesty Eric, I just preach a rational and profitable path to Shea. When it is best to take your own hand, you offer it so that you want to be welcomed as a guest of the Sintered Beast Kingdom, not of the Balted Kingdom.

Shea saw His Majesty Eric. His Majesty Eric is turning a blinding eye to Shea.

Shea looked at His Majesty Gulwell with a bitter laugh. Gently smiling, Your Majesty. He invites Shea with such convinced eyes that it is those who can successfully ride the torrent named Fate who will survive.

"I'm a common man, so I don't know how the king thinks. So I can't deny the way Mr. Gruwell thinks either. Always in the interest of your country… naturally as king, perhaps the right decision."

Lord Shea is brilliant.

"Si, sia......"

His Majesty's smile deepens, and His Majesty Eric's expression casts a shadow of despair.

The next moment,

"But I say no! So sooo!"

Shea changed her expression.

The smile broke, and His Majesty Gulwell, confused, said, "Why?" Ask.

"You don't like it, do you, like that"

"... what does that mean?

Shea replied proudly to His Majesty's surprised and unexpected expression and words.

"My family also has dragon tribes. The person is always honest. I won't shake it. I value righteousness, risk my life for Jen, and even if it is a stupid choice, I will never pull it off once I decide"

……

"She prides herself on being a protector. We are also proud that she is our protector. She usually shows her back whenever she needs it, wherever she needs it, even if she's kidding. The princess of the Dragon Nation deserves a great, noble, noble, most beautiful standing."

Feeling awesome pressure for some reason, even though it was a quiet voice, His Majesty lowered his hand as if it had been barometric.

"To me, that's what a dragon man is."

That only one word was, above all, eloquently told. In His Majesty Gulwell, "it doesn't even reach under her feet.

No, if it more accurately represents Shea's mood, "what difference does it make?" That's the way she used to call herself the Dragon Man.

From the beginning, that's what I didn't like, I mean, that's what happened. The sight of Shea told him that he was not a dragon man. And he said, "Oh," "dragon man, don't look like that," and his instincts made him uncomfortable. It's like they've defiled one of my precious family members.

A quiet sky where you can hear nothing but the sound of the wind blowing.

Shea smiled as if to blow the air like that while no one said anything.

"Mr. Beast King (...), excuse me. I'm going to go persuade Eric and Mr. Oros!

Behind him, His Majesty Eric made a gutsy pose that shook heaven. The carriage is showing a slightly yawning exuberance.

His Majesty Gulwell was faceless without a smile until earlier. Are you mad to read Shea's mood? I'm just looking at Shea with a zippy, colorless look.

Confirming that His Majesty Eric had returned to the carriage, Shea set off Steiff. Proceed in such a way as to bypass His Majesty Gulwell. Even as he passed by, after all, His Majesty Gulwell did not do anything but stare at Shea.

To him like that, Shea said once she stopped and then looked back over her shoulder.

"Mr. Beast, can I share one experience with you as you cross the border?

"... let's hear it"

Under his eyes, Shea said, as he saw the sheers trying to bare up and raved about the waiting beasts.

"It may indeed be foolish to defy the flow of the river. But I wonder if you're just on the stream like a leaf of a tree, or just looking for a loose stream. 'Cause in experience, for someone like that..."

- There is no future.

Even if you don't know the occupational "occupier", there must have been something about Shea's appearance that speaks of the future. His Majesty Gulwell did not argue, he just muttered silently, "Well..."

"Bye! Hope to see you all in a good future!

King, I told my opponent! And, laughing a little shy, Shea gave Steiff a good run of momentum.

One after the other from the woods comes the Beastmen on the Fei Dragon. To the voices of the men calling, but His Majesty Gulwell did not reply.

I was just staring at Shea's back as she jizzed away.

"Your Majesty, the barrier no longer holds!!

"Confirm the appearance of the Golem at the West Gate! Three hundred. Third Defense Squad Disadvantaged!!

"Fourth and seventh spiritual artillery units, departed the front due to depletion! Reinforce!"

"Your Majesty!! I can't stop the ground sinking."

"Heralded by Captain Henzess Eighth Defense! Intrusion from crack, increase! Many injured!! Abandon the first line of defense!

To a report communicating one disadvantage after the other entering, His Majesty the Arogan Demon King grinned invincibly but sweated cold.

As a king, you'll never see yourself driven by agony or anything else. But it wasn't going to be possible to avoid an invincible grin pulling him into his face.

"Get all the reserves out. What's going on with Tyrant's restoration?

At the observation deck on the top floor of Demon King's Castle, His Majesty Alogan asks as he burns down a whole unit of celestial men outside the barrier.

"Seventy percent complete. Currently rebuilding. If the aim is good manually, you can shoot if you have enough more."

"Do it in five minutes"

Tyrant - The Demon Kingdom is proud of its spiritual weapon. Three hundred meters of two strands like a tone fork is a huge tower that can absorb the earth's spirits and let them tremble and release at high speeds. The spirits themselves immediately destroy themselves without withstanding tremors, but in doing so, they produce shock waves indirectly.

Its power is exactly what it deserves to be called the crystal of the technology of the demonic kingdom, which, if unleashed in all directions, grinds even rock masses indiscriminately if within a km of the perimeter of the capital. If people are opponents, they will be able to push them out of combat even two kilometers away.

If you make it oriented, its power and range will increase even further. It was also this weapon that had previously left Oros, the divine spirit of the earth. The giant, two hundred meters long, was crushed many times.

Of course, Oros couldn't win because he could regenerate as many times as he had the earth, but he definitely did a lot of damage to the Divine Spirit.

Nevertheless, that transcendent weapon has also now been brought down and rendered unusable by Oros' first blow. Fortunately, there was no fatal damage, so you can release the tower as long as you wake it up in spiritual fashion.

"But... is it good, Your Majesty? Using Tyrant is a violation of the treaty in the plan of salvation."

A magnificent man with a fine moustache - Barius, the belly of His Majesty Alogan - asked in a hesitant tone.

Ask the star tree for forgiveness directly for the collection and return of purified spirits in people, the self-weight of the use of spiritual resources, and coexistence with the spirits. That's the bone of the bailout plan. Therefore, when we formed an alliance in the three countries, naturally, the ban on the use of Tyrant, a weapon that consumes every spiritual element of immense spirituality, was established as one of the conventions.

Again, using this nightmarish weapon, what the hell kind of mouth are you "reflecting on? I'll change it from now on" etc. At the time of use, the bailout plan goes bankrupt. That's it, unless the demon kingdom is prepared or ready to be isolated.

To his belly conveying his concern, His Majesty Allogan replied calmly without loosening his hand in the heavenly attack on the armies.

"Balius, look at my country."

The capital, it was broken. As if it had also been made of a spider's nest, there were radial cracks in the ground. The first blow of Oros tore the earth apart.

Apparently Oros' slow walk was, in fact, to induce alarm. He nailed his consciousness with a giant, and, in fact, ambushed a small separator. Above all, to avoid letting you use Tyrant.

The security was also tight because it was a trump card, and his Majesty, Alogan, who immediately noticed the split, crushed it quickly, so it was only necessary to collapse somehow, but the capital took heavy damage in the aftermath.

And now, even at this moment, a severe earthquake is striking. A giant Oros looking up punches a meteorite fist down the barrier. The powerful attack spiritual laws of the army, consisting of two thousand celestial people, are also constantly attacking the barrier, and every moment and barrier is downsizing.

In addition, a small golem is physically breaking through the outer walls and falling into an avalanche, and it is starting to flare up attacks like a broken castle gavel on the barrier.

Even within that barrier, the golem created from the cracks that ran to the ground is gushing, forcing the power to be directed also at the centre of the capital, a situation that is not strange whenever it collapses internally.

Already, a large number of people and soldiers had bid farewell to this world.

Towards the end of the country, the countdown was beginning.

"Do we perish clean for future generations? Stupid. Such irrationality, such arrogance of God, what can be forgiven"

His Majesty Allogan and I intend to wait until critical. There is a hand in this world today that can survive this situation without the use of Tyrant.

I don't really feel it because I didn't actually see it, but certainly, there was a thundercloud god spirit on her side who was exhausted and couldn't even take the human form.

That beautiful, funny girl who, whoever she is, has been beating up, instead of letting herself smile and voice shatter, as if she didn't move.

If she and the God Spirit of Thundercloud suppress Oros, the feasibility of a plan of salvation (buying time) will increase at once.

Nevertheless, there is no guarantee that relief will come.

"Thinking about the possibility of being limited?

"You don't think a lizard king who biases that bat diplomacy would teach a young king?

His Majesty Allogan understands very well how we are perceived and appreciated and what the kings of other nations are like.

So I flew the phantom with the intention of saying directly to His Majesty Eric, the young man. And because the brave man was an unexpectedly beautiful girl, he manipulated that keeping her captive would also increase the possibility of rescue. I didn't expect a fist to fly in my face, though.

"If they can see us, we can see the plan of salvation. Whatever it is, if you don't survive, it's all over. If you can think of contributing to future generations by destroying them, you have not joined the plan of salvation from the beginning."

"You must be."

The world of man must be ruled by man.

It must not be dictated by God's values. We must not allow such irrationality.

Do not be imprisoned by old habits. Development and progress are the mainstay of people. Do not allow any existence to interfere with it. We must fight, resolutely.

That is the fundamental value of the demonic kingdom. It is the people of this country who are attracted to its values.

And it is Alogan Spelvia Reted, the Demon King, who follows those values, is expected of them and strives for greater heights.

"Your Majesty!! Oros."

"-"

A screaming report wooded.

Had a hazy look, there was the sight of the earth around him rising to waves, and the dust and sand becoming high waves and assembling in Oros. At the same time, Oros gets even bigger.

"Stupid... there's no record like this"

To counter the divine spirit, naturally, the demonic kingdom is well researched. There is no record in the literature that Oros has become more gigantic than about four hundred meters. In the story of the myth that the gods fought the enemies of the world, the outsiders, and in the case of the brave men of history.

Oros, after an unprecedented enormity of wondering if he had finally exceeded six hundred meters, shook up his arms with the sound of the atmosphere roaring. The combined hands become one, creating an awfully huge mass of rock. It's a giant fist that blocks even the sun's sunshine.

"Barrier strengthening!! Squeeze your full strength!

It blew up at this moment, with invincible laughter, such as calm instructions. Propagate orders with a voice enlarged by spiritual law. The magicians who were developing and maintaining the barrier died and infused the psychotropin with the form of madness. His Majesty Alogan also fortifies the barrier by pouring his vast array of spirits into it like hot water.

But before the hammer of God, it was too harsh.

The roar as if the world had broken.

It was a barrier that showed a moment of antagonism, but the next moment it ran cracks and smashed and scattered so that the mirror could crack.

Hardly prevented a direct hit on the capital, but the shockwave that ran through knocked down both the people and soldiers, blowing up buildings that were brighter than they had been.

It was exactly as catastrophic as if the meteorite had fallen.

Yet it seems that divine punishment does not allow even fine dust to this extent.

Shadowed. There's a giant shadow blocking the sun.

"Oh, my God, let me."

From His Majesty the Allogan, who opened his eyes, a ray of awesome spiritual light erupted. An overwhelming stream of power, worthy of being the Demon King.

"Attributes are water, running water form, distance seven, coordinate expression -" torrent "

Shortly afterwards, Oros, wielding an iron hammer, was suddenly overshadowed by water currents that emerged from the void. That in itself seemed to have no particular effect, but the two arrows that were just released - freezing wet oros with freezing air.

The hammer, which was just about to be dropped, stopped when it sounded giddy.

"Attributes are the earth. Compressed form, distance seven, coordinate formula -" Narrow "

Shortly afterwards, Oros' feet collapse at once. The audacious attack on the divine Spirit of the earth to counter it with the fall of the earth was, however, enough to disfigure Oros altogether that it had been frozen.

Oros falls in a way that pokes his one knee as he blasts the ground and sweeps up the earthen smoke.

"Mix attributes, wind the Lord, flame obedience. Focused Form, Accelerated Quadruplication -" Flame Block "

The wind roared and the air had heat. The wind and flames that converge at the tip of both hands protruded by His Majesty Alogan mix to show a plasma-like glow. The next moment, it was unleashed and burst into the center of Oros, aimlessly.

At the moment of the direct hit, the explosion and impact shook and the atmosphere trembled.

The blast pays off dirt and dust all at once. Ahead was the figure of Oros, who was making a big hole in his chest and halving his right half from it. The power to halve a giant over six hundred meters in length is warlike. The power of the Demon King, you should probably see it here or something.

But...

"... Damn, this one used a third of the body's psychotropin, but it's too unreasonable"

After all, the local power was too different. Oros, who crushed the icing with the sound of Barrinch, quickly gathers material from the earth to make his body repair.

"Repent."

Heavy voices wooded like crawling up from the bottom of the earth. It was the first voice I heard of Oros since this battle began.

Oros says as he waves the hammer of his hands again, making a giant sound as if it were a gobbly, groundhonking beep.

"The World, Peace."

"God Spirit! Listen, we're ready to repent!

His Majesty Allogan shouted, and also shouted, as he unfolded the barrier, that he was screaming much more than he had at the beginning of the war. But Oros doesn't stop moving. A second hammer came down from heaven.

Direct hit to the barrier.

"Grr."

Groaning, distorting the beauty of extinction, yet devoting all his energy to the barrier.

Surprisingly, a second divine punishment was played back, albeit painfully, at the same time as the explosion. Apparently, His Majesty Allogan had planted an earlier blast spiritual method on the barrier.

But the resistance seemed that far too. Like losing power, the Demon King pokes one knee. Starting with Barius, his men rush over, but his expression is distorted by despair.

The hammer was already shaken, as if nothing had happened.

"What about Tyrant!?

"Oh, not yet. The celestial tribe is interrupting."

The trump card was unlikely to make it. The bellies erect multiple barriers to defending the king with their own technique and the prized spirit vessels they have developed.

But perhaps, no, no, no doubt, they won't lift the next blow on their barrier.

Seeing the hammer of God, which is still about to be dropped, in the corner of the Castle of the Demon King, all the soldiers, and the people, were stained with despair.

Aside from the troops intended for the destruction of Tyrant, the celestial tribe is just looking down to refrain from attacking when the barriers in the capital are destroyed and to say that they are the seers of divine punishment. The look is plenty stained with joy.

"For Mother Lutoria"

Destroy. Tell him so, and the divine punishment has been carried out.

Staring at the rocky mass that covered heaven, His Majesty Allogan said,

"Someday people will arrive at you!! Remember!!

And scream...

And I witnessed the moment it arrived.

"Shaolaaaaaaaa!!

There was a ripping mood. What popped in like a glimmer of flash was a rabbit girl wrapped in a light blue and white glow.

Against the falling giant Hammer of God, the level of the Hammer that man deals with, be it giant.

She stomped zungly in the air, squeezing the hammer backwards like a bow...... swung it out.

And bounced back.

No small work. No moves. No spiritual laws, no incredible phenomena.

Just bounced back head-on, through simple violence!

"... stupid"

The way I was born, a dumb face like never before broke the beauty of His Majesty Alogan.

Around it are Valius and the others who reveal their amazement when their jaws just don't come off. From all over, "You're lying..." "Is that a dream? I hear voices leaking that escape reality."

And that was no exception to Oros, the kind of spirit that embodied immobility.

"... Ariem"

Oros, who was made into a forcible hail posture and hastily unhammered with his hands. Step back and forth with impact, balancing with both hands.

At the end of their gaze like that, the Rabbit Girl - Shea,

"Phew, you made it"

Feed the rabbit. Dumpling Viledlücken with his shoulders ♪ Brilliant light blue and white magic, letting the wind play hair of the same color, step lightly with dreamy legs.

It was so pathetic that I thought it was a joke, like a large circle of flowers blooming on the battlefield.

"Come on, Mr. Oros! Let's talk!

Sounds like a voice. To his appearance, the demon king, the people, and the divine spirit were enchanted.

At the same time.

"Noooo."

There was a scream in the room. It was the hazy thing that made my body jump bick-noo.

In a dim room with closed curtains, I make my eyes squeeze.

- Chu ~, chu ~

The light weight I feel on my body is something I know well. I have vague memories, but I don't even feel like I've somehow drawn a blood-sucking princess in with proper embellishment.

Just to be sure, if I turn my gaze towards you...

"... yue. Sleep again, pussy."

Sleep or pussy ~ - that's Yue-sama's vice (?). When you read it, you fall asleep or puff it like a letter. Even now, it is stuck in the neck muscle, embracing it as if it were tangled in a hajime.

I looked more at the curtains plunging in the light, even though I was a little glumpy at the feeling of my tongue crawling on my neck muscles. The western sun looks a little strong.

Look for the smartphone by hand. Let me show you the clock, I see. It was a good time to plug it in at 4: 00 p.m.

"You've been asleep for almost six hours... you've been pretty tired. You were a little overconfident of your sturdiness."

Damn, Hajime grins bitterly that Shea was right to rest and get it right.

Currently progressing or puffed and nearly six hours of sleep kept my head neat, even though I was awake.

Don't dare, try to peel aside Yue and disarm Kapu. Yue opened his mouth with a strange voice, "Ha-ha". Deactivated successfully.

Wake up and gently fix Yue's messy hair, laughing bitterly at Yue wandering her hands like she said "ha, where's Hajime?"

And, at the same time, I felt signs in the house and explored them in detail.

"Lemia to Tio, is Mu back too... some mothers.... Is Shea here yet?

No sign of Shea. He hasn't returned from that battlefield called Akiba yet.

Check your smartphone, but I haven't even heard from you.

"... you've been traveling around town for a long time"

And, to myself, somehow, really somehow, there was a heartbreak.

I feel like an alert is sounding on my head cleared with rest.

Hajime silently removed the compass from the "treasure trove". Notice the signs of sharpening the hajime, or Yue will wake up patsy.

"... Hajime? What's the matter with you?

Shea's not home yet.

Yue looks at the clock and tilts her neck slightly. We still have time for dinner. It's about the time I plugged in the evening. I wonder what the problem is.

At first glance, it's like I always want to know where she is, and it doesn't even look like my intensely restrained boyfriend's place to check sequentially on GPS...

Naturally, Yue doesn't think that way. Hajime is getting a little serious about Shea. Whatever happens, it's not weird. Wake up at once and wait for the jizzy Hajime words.

Hajime's magic bursts and the compass starts. I will faithfully execute my order to find Shea's whereabouts.

But...

"What, you don't respond, do you?

"... Hajime?

The compass's range of effects is proportional to the amount of magic it infuses.

If you pour magic now, you can cover it even if it's about the town of Akiba, no, all over Japan. Yet it doesn't respond. Within the range of effects, there is no Shea.

Hajime, who jumped out of bed, made him even more magical. To the boulder, its immense magic is not unnoticed, but the downstairs tio conveys a ghoulish sign. Immediately, I heard him rushing up the stairs.

Bang open the door and Tio comes in.

"What's the matter, sir? What the hell..."

It was a tio of momentum and asking, but I saw the tight atmosphere of Hajime and Yue's serious expression and immediately mumbled his mouth so as not to hinder his concentration.

A beat, Hajime opens his meditating eyes.

Zocri, Tio's spine popped. Haven't seen it in a while, another face of Hajime - the face of the god-killer demon king was there.

"Coincidence? Or a manipulation?

I guess it went on later, wondering how Tio panicked. And Remia and Mu, and all the sorrows, turned their eyes round, as they peered into their faces.

"... Hajime. And Shea?"

"I'm not on Earth. It's a different world from tortoise."

"Huh, does that mean someone summoned you?

Hajime shook his head. I guess that means I don't know.

But Hajime continues.

"If so, cuckoo. Whose woman did you take unauthorized...... don't make me fall for it exactly."

"Oh, yeah, I guess so."

Tio clapped in his heart. Coincidentally, if the boundaries separating the world were swayed and skipped, it's still okay. But if not... I really thought I did something stupid. At least don't wish me luck.

"Tio, call the Kaori. I don't mind the stock of magic at this previous opening. Just in case, I want to take stock of the Demon Crystal Stone I have right now so I can return immediately."

"Aren't you going to collect your share of going from having magic? The concubines alone flew far enough away again."

Quickly, from the side of Tio, who started contacting Kaori and the others, Mu peeks into his face.

"Daddy...... Sister Shea, are you okay?

Then Lemia, Xu, and Woe also ask worryingly. Hajime answered with a flattery on his shoulder.

"Can that bug rabbit be done so easily? Don't worry, I'll be back by dinner."

"Yes!

Sure, Shea, you're my sister! Even if God, instead, attacks every myth, you're going to come back normal with it all peppered up! Instead, you're in the mood for a bloody, fleshy death fight with the Martial God! Yes! And Mu replied fine.

To Mu's smile, Hajime said, "Oh, yeah. You know perfectly well, Mu," he nodded a little pullily.

It's called the end of the story as I took it and attached it, and I don't know why. I feel most influenced by the fact that we're best friends among the sisters. In time, Mu said, "Don't fly to the moon! It is!" or, while riding a motorcycle, "Mu will be the wind now! Hajime Daddy worries me when I say something like that.

In doing so, multiple magic reactions occur in the house. The contacted Kaori must have used a dedicated gate key to transfer it.

Hajime switched consciousness as he stroked Mu's head. From exemplary Japanese who should love peace to Demon King mode who even kills God if necessary.

Look into the void and think of your loving family. When the hell did it disappear? I even feel like killing myself when I think it's while I'm sleeping in a blast. I'm sure this moment, too, will be waiting to be picked up now or now.

"Wow, Shea. Let's go now."

Small, but pronounced by seeping in the anger of all Mr. Overflow.

Five minutes after that.

The god-killer demon king transferred to a world where he took his rabbit wife.