Atelier Tanaka

Knock down the tentacle numekji.

Immediately floating in the sky, he greeted the fireball at the base of the tentacles that bind JC. Prior to the palms protruding in the front, a full blow created from the magic formation is launched in response to the barking of the soy sauce face.

"Eat it!

Good things. Control the homing function to its hairline, which moves every bit.

Then another fireball flew from a point on the ground, unluckily similarly in time for what was going on, headed for the tentacle Namekuji. It would be the one called at least resistance, unleashed by the brave local inhabitants.

Other tentacles that moved to slap this off batted with this unleashed firebo. Just before I land on one of my targets, I run into one of the others. The first fireball of the day became a dispersed carriage, without fulfilling the main nostalgia.

"Become..."

Dunn and low noises echo around the area.

The bursting fireball prunes a single tentacle brilliantly from the point of landing. However, the subject is completely different from the one that captured JC. He fell to the ground, scattering his body fluids that he could not get.

On the other hand, the third party fired a blow, so to speak, scratching between the tentacles and reaching the main body, then bursting. However, the burning of the surface does not appear to have caused one scratch. As the status suggests, the Tentacle Namekuji's defense is considerable.

"Come on, one more turn"

There are a lot of other people out there, something like this would happen.

Throw the fireball again, somewhat in a hurry.

However, the second shot was prevented without coincidence. In response to the imminent fire ball, other than capturing JC, a thicker tentacle came from elsewhere and slapped it sideways with a petin.

Naturally, however, the fireball bursts.

I groped the slapped tentacles wide, causing me to lose most of its function.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

A groan rose from the tentacle numekji.

I wonder where my mouth is attached.

No, how much intelligence is there before that?

"One more turn!

Fireball as you pray.

Now release a dozen shots at the same time.

A number of magic formations emerge into the air, each a fireball about the size of a more created person going to the very roots of the tentacles that captured JC and moving on from numerous routes.

In contrast, by mobilizing other tentacles, tentacles will defend this one by one. Each time you take one shot, one tentacle falls.

A series of movements undoubtedly protect the tentacles that have captured JC.

No way, do you understand this intent?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Tentacle Namekuji barked as he fell just a few of his proud tentacles. One that captured JC's figure moved on that track, one of the remaining fireballs, to shield her.

"Become..."

I shouldn't do this.

If you let it go, the fireball will touch the subject at the next moment, and both JC will blow up.

Completely unexpected.

Operate the target fireball to fly in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

One shot that lost its destination scattered like fireworks, without catching anything in the sky.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

With this in mind, there is another roar from the tentacle Namekuji.

At the same time, the ever randomly deployed tentacles begin to show movement with some sort of dominance. What it looks like is that the other tentacles surround it around one of the bottles that captured JC.

In other words, as the leading tentacles that captured JC lead other occupations.

"... he's surprisingly smart."

Apparently, this is a reflection of JC's strategy. I thought it was just a nasty haunting, but how come it involves a lot of intelligence? Somewhat smarter than an oak or something that just penetrates directly from the front.

Nature and offensive hands loose. Fireballs that are fired off are fireworks in the air.

It's the end of the line if you screw up JC because you suck.

On the other hand, I understand that this offense has stopped. No, the tentacle numekji turned to attack.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The tentacles, which have so far only been appropriately rampaged, are approaching simultaneously.

"Huh!?

Use the magic of flight to avoid one, another and even though it is dangerous. In the meantime, unexpectedly approaching the leader tentacle. Naturally delivered is an imperative appeal from JC captured by this.

"Takeshi, takeshi!

Tears and voices crying out loud for help is normal everywhere.

Ordinary girl.

An extremely normal girl, unlike all those times, like Gogol, who has mass-massinated a fairy out of solitude, Lorigon, who ends up with a single burst of belly bread and is the editor teacher of a vintage meat hole elf with more than three digits of experience.

The soy sauce face waited for such a girl.

I wanted it.

She must be the heroine of my life.

Wait for me, heroine. I'll definitely help you, heroine.

"I will definitely help you! Please, be careful!

"Huh!?

For a moment, my gaze met.

The soy sauce face flying in the sky and the gaze of JC caught in the tentacles crossed. It's the most tense moment. If it's animated, BGM has changed. It's the type of rock-arranged version of the opening song that plays. If I can't help you with this, I'm lying.

I've done everything I can.

Let's call a larger fireball and distance ourselves from the tentacles that captured JC, and hit the main body directly. Giant figures, as large as the castle in the capital, Calis, would also be adulterated by boulders if they disappeared large volumes at once. If you are who you are now, you must have a feasible blow special.

Let's dedicate ourselves to her, all the skill points we've earned on the Dark Continent.

Skills window, Camon.

Passive:

Magic Recovery: LvMax

Magic Efficiency: LvMax

Language knowledge: LV1

Active:

Recovery Magic: LvMax

Flame Magic: LV45

Purifying Magic: LV5

Flight Magic: LV55

Civil Magic: LV10

Skill Points Remaining: 80

All right, get this guy...

Passive:

Magic Recovery: LvMax

Magic Efficiency: LvMax

Language knowledge: LV1

Active:

Recovery Magic: LvMax

Flame Magic: LV125

Purifying Magic: LV5

Flight Magic: LV55

Civil Magic: LV10

Skill Points Remaining: 0

Here's the thing!

Boys are always the lookout creatures.

I'm going to knock the maximum firepower into the main unit right here.

Finally, the fireball is also level three digits.

I'm not surprised what happens anymore.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Fly up to the skies that are out of range of the tentacles.

This time I thought Posings, which felt like putting both arms over my head, would be great.

Let Level One Hundred Twenty-Five infuse you with all your magic while appealing to that kind of hanging voice or something. Then a huge magic formation emerged over the distance to cover the entire school city. Normals to the earth, bright red it colours like a burning flame. Illuminate the whole neighborhood with brilliance.

Sort of sucks, I don't think.

"Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa!

But if I did this far, I still can't say I stopped it.

If this happens, we'll run to the end.

That and this is an essential process for school love comedy with regular girls. Busamen can't go through a normal relationship without working so hard. I can't get married. Is this a one-of-a-kind opportunity that you'll never miss? Make sure you accomplish it.

Farewell virgin, hello condom.

I will shoot the fireball.

"Eat it, fireball!

Bark as much as you can.

Bark to reach JC's ear.

Changes ran to the magic team to respond.

An exuberance is created on its surface. I noticed something, apparently a fireball hunch. Slowly from the magic formation, a huge mass of flames emerges. It's like a stuffy surface coming out step by step, pushed to the side of the earth.

If you look at it for a while, it gradually brings out the whole picture.

"... Big"

Wouldn't it be a little too big?

The exuberance that was born on the surface of the magic formation is undoubtedly one side of the fireball. Since it is spherical, there may be a narrative around it. But flat enough not to inconvenience to call it a neighborhood, it appears to be a dark indication of the figure holding back on the other side of the magic formation where it leaves off.

Do you intend to arrive in the same size as the magic formation?

For example, its diameter is such that it goes from corner to corner across the school city. Assuming the target tentacle numekzi is Earth, this is how the bright red burning solar thumping is about to emerge from the other side of the magic formation in relation to the size of the two.

Shit. This is a little bad.

Instead of involving JC when it lands, I can't stand it myself.

It was not a good idea to have been paying attention above the sky, for example.

When did the tentacles loom from the side?

I was going to travel out of range, but he's going to stretch more than I thought.

What was the speed of movement of the sloppy body, and the antenna stretched from it moved quite brilliantly to accurately capture the flying one. Faster than a Lorigon tail attack. Even if I manage to avoid it, I get hit hard on the half of my body.

"Huh!?

By the time I realized it, I had already been slapped.

Similar to the brave men of East and West and professors of journals.

I can't even point out them with this.

The next moment after being slapped pessimistically, the body was engulfing the earth. The flesh is ruptured, the bones are crushed, and the sight is unbroken. There would be no situation where the word "bloody" would be more deserving. My hands and feet are bent in weird directions, and my face is shattered.

The sensation in the right half of the body had been completely lost.

Release healing magic in a great panic.

The white glow that rises above the magic formations spread out on the ground warms up the rapidly cooling flesh. The pain disappears in just a few moments, and the wounded flesh also regains its original form in seconds and less.

I took my life where I was in danger.

If my judgment had been slightly delayed, I might have died.

The clothes worn thanks to it are also terrible. In just one blow, the majority is torn, from the upper body to the lower body, as you stand up, scattering the fabric apart. Even if I'm relieved that my underwear has been left, unfortunately, the last fort will also be farewell in a few seconds.

What should I do?

Bare.

No, not if you care about public exposure now.

"I mean, fireball..."

Turn your consciousness to the sky in a great panic.

Then, oh, good, when was the magic formation foggy?

The fireball that was emerging from it is also disappearing.

Happiness or unhappiness. Smart chance to start over at the other party's convenience.

"... All right"

Although this is about the magic that has been going well so far, the decline in LUC is also remarkable. Today, poor operation can hurt all enemies or even allies. Apparently, I care enough to think of it as a ton.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

That's how you do it, again, there's a growl from the tentacle Namekuji.

Tentacles loom as we miss this gap.

Damn right.

"Now it's time..."

Fireball aware of weak fires.

About five or six meters of magic floats all over the air to surround the tentacles. What is produced from each is a fireball shaped about the same size as the formation. Is it good to assume that some of the colours are blue-white because of the increased firepower?

It is an operation that compensates for quality in numbers.

"Fireball!

Fireballs fly toward the main body as they bark.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Tentacles move.

Again, the earlier response seems to be no coincidence.

With a clear will, turn to the side of the fireball to shield JC.

"Gu......"

I'd be in trouble if they did that.

With respect to the side towards which the tentacle capturing JC was directed, the fire ball's destination is manipulated in great haste. Change the landing point. Conveniently, all of those shots do not reach the target, and apart from the tentacle numekji body, they burst and become the feathers that make a useless crater in the neighborhood.

However, the remaining dozen succeed in deciding on the main body as envisaged. Where it bursts with Zudon's Don, he decides to burst the body surface. However, because the target is so huge, it doesn't look like he did a lot of damage from the whole thing.

Name: Erin

Gender: Male

Race: Chimeric Body (High Demon)

Level: 3205

Job: Former Demon King

HP: 2000/2195 000

MP: 189000000/189000000

STR: 2537500

VIT: 4677402

DEX: 622994

AGI: 14442

INT: 4778030

LUC: 123329

I don't think so.

It's going to take a lot of time to overthrow if we stay like this. So far, I could still gobble it up. It was also not impossible to plan to take the time to take it down carefully. Because there was no other popularity in the contested place.

But now it is the urban areas that dispute.

Even when it comes to misguided fireballs, you can never ignore them. If you multiply the numbers, you will cause more damage to your surroundings than your tentacles will burst. Furthermore, unlike the tentacles, this one involves fire, so the whole neighborhood is already starting to catch fire.

In the unlikely event that the opponent uses healing magic or something, that's the only thing I can't even look at.

Nature and hesitation are created and the fireball momentum is sharpened.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Meanwhile, look inside this one, or the tentacle movement adds momentum.

Increase the number even more, and head here to Boombuong and.

"Nooo..."

Avoid this with flying magic.

I do, but it's quicker than I imagined, and occasionally plunders.

When the meat is torn, the red one splashes. Even though you say you'll plunge into a bite, the tentacles that are sounded and wielded are a threat. The wound opens tight like it was even cracked by a large knife and it hurts very much, Dr. Editor. I don't know that healing magic is interrupted because of it.

If only JC could have been recovered, it wouldn't matter later.

If only JC could be recovered.

But one thing is very difficult. If you look around, your tentacles are nearly triple-digit. You can also see something tangled up along the way because it has increased its density too much. After being intertwined with each other, they are doughy, falling to the ground and bickering.

…………

Flashed.

That's it when this happens, the one with the tentacles tangled from one end to the other, and we just have to tangle it up. It is an operation I would shy away from if I could because it would take a lot of time. But there's nothing else I can do, so I can't help it anymore.

…………

Oh, my God, I don't like that.

Absolutely not.

It is more likely that JC will do something in the meantime.

If this even started in the mausoleum three-hole time of the Uneune tentacle, it would have been your word to buy time and at the same time fully enjoy yourself. However, there are no signs of it as long as they wait to live. It's called the Roper of the Dark Continent, it's called this former Demon King, and you're being too gentlemanly with the tentacles.

Something like that, I was in the middle of getting lost in my own destination.

A corner of vision, a tentacle that captures JC, was severed from the span and the roots.

"Become..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The screams of tentacle Namekuji blast all over the neighborhood.

One cut falls to the ground.

Naturally, JC, who will be arrested for this, is with us.

Think of it as Ican as it is, brake sharply ahead of the flying magic, and fly yourself to its falling point with all your might. But while I'm here, I don't know what to do, I'm critical and I can't make it. I'm not likely to catch it even if the ground is rinsed.

I don't know if I'm going to be the wingman to witness her sudden death in the present.

No, seriously, with flying magic, it's also possible to save this.

And so on and in the middle of a rush of soy sauce faces, someone scratching JC's pattern showed up in his sight. A softly stretched arm grabs her flesh out of her tentacles. Tentacles involve falling, loud ground sounds, and dust rolls around.

Meanwhile, when it comes to the JC who was helped, the person grabbed one hand and put it in the air.

"Is this ningen that important? Isn't it pleasant?"

It is a Mazo demon tribe.

It would also be a coincidence that the tentacles were cut in time. With the magic of being good at instant-moving, it would be possible to travel between tentacles, unnoticed by the opponent.

Good. All this time I was helped.

"Thank you. Thank you, Mr. Gueros."

"I don't remember helping you."

"Did Mr. Doris tell you about the situation?

"Ah? What are you talking about?

The way you talk is as stuck as ever.

I'd appreciate such a powerful thing about him now.

At the same time, however, it is unfortunate. They took the best part to Kimoronge. It would have been a point of love as a girl right now. Absolutely in love. At least if I were a woman, I'd be in love. Creepy longue, creepy longhaired, but handsome.

…………

Anyway, check it out and you'll find JC staring at the Mazo Demons.

I opened my eyes wide and something like this, I feel exactly in love at first sight right now.

I get it, I get it.

A bit of a root darkness and a bit of a nerdy feeling went hand in hand with the gap with the overwhelming ability to fight, which was the best looking scene I've ever seen. It was an iron plate situation where the tentacles were vividly severed and then the falling heroine was caught.

Definitely. You can put a real stamp on it.

The gaze is then directed at the soy sauce face.

And then, well, what do you say, even the eyes that were wide open, even more doubled don.

That's right. This one's naked. You'd be surprised.

The tentacles swept everywhere, so it was bloody from top to bottom. Instead of being checked for struggling with tentacles even more, it is ultimately a public exposure. I still have room for flutin in my current progression. Besides, seeing JC naked me is starting to build up power gradually, so oh, there's nothing more I can do.

You're done. You're done with my JC route.

…………

"... what's up? What's wrong with my husband?

If this happens, at least let's be honest with ourselves right now at this moment.

My genitals, why don't we do everything in our power to make her proud?

Colorful roots.

"No, it's nothing. We've been thinking about future operations."

"What's the operation, just get it over with. The great magic of this way, I'm not going to tell you it's a joke. What a joke he is to the extent that he took away one little girl and wiped out the city for each of your husbands. Oh, hey, I'm kidding..."

"... Extremely Magic?

"Ready? Never get involved, do you?... I'll watch this ningen."

Oh, I see.

I understood why Kimoronge came this far, even though he didn't go through a vertical roll. Apparently, he flew all the way to the battle zone, probably in the field, for fear of a large fireball that he had just misordered. What a master thought demon tribe.

In that sense, that was never meaningless either.

"Thank you. I'll be careful next time."

"Damn, what a crazy ningen there was too..."

Thanks to the Mazo Demons, all the worries were dispelled.

The hostages were safely released.

"But was it good? I've been cutting my tentacles off for a long time."

"What do you mean?

"You're right."

"... nothing, no matter what happens to this chunk of meat, it's not what I know"

"I see."

I thought it was demonic out, but it didn't seem like it. Apparently there is a cause apart from the Mazo Demons in this case. There's a good chance this one just stayed together. Then I leave it, is it Pee who is first and foremost suspicious?

Well, let's just say we think about that around.

There are other priorities now.

"Okay."

"Heh, heh..."

He's got a shivering knee. Feeling a little good.

"Thanks to you, I'm no longer worried. I'll take care of it."

Squirt, fly yourself with flying magic.

A grudge scratched from the side for the trick and the JC route I built, and I'll smash all of that into a tentacle numbnut. The opponent has not level four digits to Dada. Let's feel comfortable with the fireball to make sure we can defeat it.

Heading up is over the front of the tentacle.

It is a form that overlooks the subject from sufficient altitude, never reaching the tentacles.

One piece of flesh left behind.

Enough intentions. Definitely let him take it down with one blow.

But throwing all you can is dangerous.

What matters is how to limit the subject and release fire. When I thought about it, I was reminded of a talk with Dr. Editor. When I first visited the school city, I was learning about the city.

"Fireballs you love, some of them are studying that shape"

Initially, I made a fool of myself that I was an f-run literature.

I feel really sorry for you.

At this moment, the only way to save it is in the form of a fireball.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Stand with your hands overhead and high above your head.

At the same time, a magic formation of about a hundred meters in diameter emerged above itself.

The image is convex.

Wear a pointy fireball with a tentacle knob pointed at just one point.

Let's name that name with the thoughts of Majlispect.

"Whoa! Fireball, type F!

I don't care if it's a fire-arrow or a flare-ance or give it a small-sprickly name. I'm good with fireballs. Good because it's a fireball.

One trump card is enough.

Because that's the trump card.

It is good to think of the power of Type F.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

From the center of the magic formation, a little pointy fireball is created.

Like a spaceship that had passed through a warp gate, it took a few moments to make its full capacity stand out over the school city. A form reminiscent of a giant spear over a hundred meters long. It is making a loud noise and burning. You look great, don't you?

I'll show you the bottom line of the f-run.

"Eat it, fireball!

Shake your hands down with tentacle numbnuts hanging over your head.

The flaming spear is launched with great momentum.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Would you understand your own danger, tentacle numekji roaring with a sound you haven't tasted? Collect your prized tentacles towards the imminent side of the flame and shield them from this. Numerous Uneune overlap is the most mausoleum spot.

Towards its center, the f-run thrusts stupid honestly. From its creation by the Magic Formation to its direct strike, it was an event between seconds and unnecessary bundles. The distance of only a few hundred meters to the subject is also equal to not being present.

The tip of the F run goes beyond the enemy barrier and penetrates the tentacle numekji body.

There will be no explosion.

Instead, wearing enemies, while a flame spreading over the core of the bwa envelops the subject.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

An even louder roar echoed the school city.

Depending on the flames, the bottoms, the bottoms and the burnt tentacles become charcoal and stick to the ground. The firehand burned the tentacle numekzi without ever letting the momentum fade.

Eventually, where all the tentacles have been snatched by the flames, the giant body is also burned again, becoming gradually more charcoal than the outside, ash and losing its shape to break apart.

I just watched for a few minutes and the former Demon King stopped moving with Pickle as well.

After that, complete silence.

"... All right"

Apparently mission complete.

Now you can rest assured.

◇ ◆ ◇

I just confirmed the overthrow of the tentacle Namekuji, and we all went back under.

By the way, a fire burglar on his way, trying to taste like a boulder while still naked. It is a return with trousers and jackets from the already exhausted remains of the townspeople. I'm a little concerned about the increase in these emergency procurements here lately. I wish I hadn't been punished.

What a complicated mind to have.

"Back."

Find everyone on the ground and descend to its front.

Good. They're all the same with this.

Soon the Mazo Demons and JC are also joining Blonde Lollies.

Take a breath of relief to make sure it's all right. Though we have air trenches in Stonewall, it's tough in case a swing of tentacles hit us straight. Also, I'm concerned about the relationship between the teacher and Lolivich, who seems to have been close before. If it was a fight, you wouldn't like it.

"Oh, hey... what's that..."

Dr. Editor opens his mouth looking terribly surprised.

"What have you done?

"Um, that's a ridiculous scale of flair..."

"It's not a flair, it's a fireball"

"... fire, ball?

I lean my neck in doubt, Dr. Editor. Cute.

The adorability you want to stare at forever.

However, there are a few confirmations that are as important now as appreciating a teacher. It is Kimorongue who holds all of that. The way you seem uncomfortable at any rate will undoubtedly appear to hold something in your belly.

"By the way, I wanted to ask him..."

Turn your gaze.

The Mazo Demons who responded didn't tell me to leave me alone.

"I don't have one"

Talk and show in an unsympathetic manner.

However, the story is already broken.

'Cause it was written in the status window.

"What is the Demon King in the first place?

The species shown in the tentacle Namekuji were the same high demons as the kimorongue in front of them. I was wondering exactly if some other demonic category existed, but I don't think so. But then how is it decided with the Demon King?

What a thought, the question now comes to mind.

"... is it something you understand? Humane."

"At least I understand the earlier primitive body of the chimera."

"Knock..."

Mazo Demons distort their expressions abominably.

"Hey, hey! I wonder what you're talking about!?

Estelle, who ate the bastard from the topic, barks at me all the time telling me to mix it up myself. Regardless of this, I will continue with the soy sauce face. I can't believe you're getting away with this. He has a lot to check.

"... I didn't think you humans were collecting meat pieces from your predecessors"

"Predecessor?"

"I don't know how a person's life expectancy is less than fifty years, but I've seen and heard books and rumors. Five hundred years ago, we started a war involving humans, subhumans, and subgenus. The end of the demon king at the time who led this will now be your roasted meat chunk."

"Again, what a..."

Apparently, the title of the former Demon King was not Dada.

Is that it? But wait a minute.

Aren't demon kings replaced in less than a hundred years?

Five hundred years ago, this is a discrepancy between the perception of the human side.

"Excuse me, Mr. Gueros, but if I may ask you a few more details..."

"Hey, hey! What do you mean demon king!?

"The demon king? Are you telling me that the chimeric body of this way is the demon king of the previous generation!?

Estelle and Dr. Editor are also well fed.

I have a feeling we need to be serious about this.

The keyword is demon king.

"A demon king, oh, that demon king, right? Once every hundred years or so, the brave people are talking to me... Oh, speaking of which, the brave men of East and West were with me earlier!

Estelle points out the good things naturally.

"Once a hundred years? What are you talking about?

"Is it not? Just like our predecessors, the Virgin of the Great Holy Land told us that the brave men of East and West were guided to respond."

"It's not a man's business, and it's so easy for the Demon King to replace him."

"Huh? So, but then why..."

Lolivich's question is natural.

And I don't even think Kimoronge would throw up a lie in this situation. The way Estelle tells you about it is also the fat potato from Plain. If we recall, more importantly, the former demonic king creature who glimpsed it this way, then forgiving Encount so easily will not stand either.

I mean, what, that, there's someone else lying.

"Let me just check it once now. What is a demon king?

The demon king that we humans recognize and the demon king that demons recognize.

There is too much divergence from what the king of the Penny Empire has made me speak.

"... how abominable. You're the second person to ask me that."

"The order doesn't matter. What is a demon king?

…………

I'm stared at with a terribly dissatisfied look.

I just can't compromise this one just this time either. To not grasp, at least, the problems that the human side has with regard to the Demon King will be feathers with extremely troublesome problems in the future. For this reason, it is necessary to ask the previous demon king about the situation.

This one just stretched his face a little, and reluctantly Kimorongue replied.

"I answered five hundred years ago. The Demon King said it was our faith."

"Faith, is it?

"I don't need a reason to honor the strong"

"... I see"

After all, the line of the Demonic King, the Leader Being, is thick. It was listed in the status window, too, High Demon. It seems to follow surprisingly primitive rules and form a cultural civilization, although racially it seems to live somewhat longer than humans.

"What will your God appear in this world, trying to be?

"God? God...... oh, right. It's not a bad analogy for you."

"... what do you think?

"Do you think the apostle will know what God thinks?

"Do you have an apostle who serves without knowing God's will? Are you not dissatisfied?

"That's the same for you people, isn't it? A priest only a nobleman, and we make up and down to our own gatherings, in accord with this. Even though there will be no significant individual differences, it leaks dissatisfaction and repeats its business honestly."

"I mean, you can't resist?

"If you touched that scale, you'd understand. Perhaps you tried to create a chimeric body using the flesh of the previous demon king as a catalyst. The proud consciousness of how corpse meat can be handled in a person's hands gave birth to such aliens."

"... I see"

My spine gets cold when they say that.

If he had stood around as dexterously as we did with the intelligence he would have shouldered mankind, it would not have been easy to do this either. Maybe even if myself and Lorigon tagged along and got Gogol's support, I'm sure they won't win.

"If nothing can be done, there is nothing else to worship"

"It's really convincing to hear you say that."

This is worse than I imagined.

Demon King.

The difference in life expectancy between humans and demons seems to be causing fatal problems on the human side by coming here.

"Fortunately, the Demon King is more merciful. We feel happy there."

"Five hundred years ago, what happened to the previous demon king?

Estelle said that the Demon King has been challenged by brave men for generations. Even if the Grand Holy Nation had made up the Demon King after what he wanted for small sums of money, according to the current course of the story, it is definitely authentic with regard to the Demon King five hundred years ago.

"Hmm, my mouth slipped. I'm not gonna tell you any more."

"... Really?"

Unfortunately, this far seems to be the limit that can be conceded even as a kimorongue.

Well, even as far as I've checked with this method, it's a huge gain.

Because Kimoronge is a demon.

"I can't go out with you any more. I'll let you go."

"Yeah, say hello to your husband"

"Who's going to tell?"

"That said, I'm sure we'll see each other again soon"

"Eh... tell me on your own, there's a ningen flair"

A proper light-mouthed, fluttering, Mazo Demon body floats in the sky.

Flesh, raised by flying magic, flew towards the center of the school city. It would be a stomach build-up to go back under your beloved husband. Without stopping by, he feels his excellence as a mazo slave in a straight line.

I just dropped that off far away, and, well, let's pull it up, too.

As Baron Tanaka, I'm concerned about the destination of the meeting that I've butched along the way. Where awareness of the Demon King has changed, the trend is a very important positioning. I can never scorn you because you will also be accompanied by a report to Mr. Richard when you return home.

"Then everyone, so do we..."

Shall we go back?

I try to tell you, I turn to Estelle, Dr. Editor, and JC's side.

Then, where the sight matched, Dr. Editor opened his mouth.

"I'm sorry, but you have a lot to ask! And the fireball that helped you earlier. and the latter in particular is not the devil tribe!? That's pretty high, too!

Estelle barks lively too in the form that follows this.

"That's right! I wonder what happened to the magic earlier!? Besides, the Demon King and the Brave One are completely different from what I know!

What you say is the most.

But it's a bit of a hassle to talk about in this room right now.

JC from Gateway is with us.

"I know where you two are going to sue. Just let's move somewhere else now. I need to get back to you because I've soaked up the meeting, too. If you want to talk, we'll take it later."

I answered politely and the two of them shut me up early.

JC was the only one who never opened his mouth when it came to this.

Usually I would have been able to afford two or three complaints about my legs being tired or coming late to help. However, only at this moment right now, I am silent on my mysterious face. Must have been distracted by Kimorongue's handsome face. It's annoying.

Shall we just go back to the conference room?

"So shall we go, gentlemen?"

Head to the center of the school city and fly away with flight magic.

On his way home, he took a shot at the entire city with a strong heel.

◇ ◆ ◇

I just moved the place and once again the scene is the meeting venue against the Demon King.

The safe overthrow of tentacle Namekuji in the area allowed us to confirm the messengers of the countries who had regained their calm. Apparently, the disturbance has come to a halt. Everyone and he both sit back in their seats and are interested in a cheer at a good pace.

"Hey, boulders are journal professors," "It's amazing, professor's magic is" "Hey, I was going to be somewhat familiar with magic, too, but after seeing professor's magic, I have to change my consciousness," "If it's going to happen, it's something I'd like you to visit my country once and even do one of your lectures," "Oh, if that's the case, it's definitely in my country."

The venue was filled with voices praising Professor Journal.

Apparently, the overthrow of the tentacle Namekuji was determined to have been done by his professor. Indeed, the venue and the site have an opening of distance. The tentacle Namekuji looking over the windowsill was fist-big and would only have seen as much as rice grains, such as the figure of a person floating in the sky.

But, well, then, is that good?

The convenience of involving a few surrounding buildings is very troublesome in case the Ambassador of the Penny Empire talks about it. Compensation cannot be claimed. Let me take one journal professor here as a scapegoat and thank you for using it.

By the way, I think he's still on the ground. Together with the brave men of East and West, you cannot see the venue. We found them on the ground from the sky as we traveled here. Together, we were in disaster relief.

"... Phew"

I calmed myself down, accidentally sighed and one more thing.

Then I couldn't stand my hair from the next seat, and the vertical roll spoke to me.

"No, I feel like it was a lot of magic, huh?

"No, I think that was critical."

Apparently she was also watching a series of disturbances through the windowsill.

"... really no?

"Your servant knows the details."

Hiraki, looking at the opponent she withheld behind her back, fluttered.

Again, it's Kimorongue, who was back under your husband in a straight line.

"Hmm? Sort of good. Wow. My servants' privacy is protectionism."

"The boulder hurts, my husband, its warm consideration"

"Oh, come on, cheek, yes, I'm a kind husband!

By the way, I asked Dr. Editor, Estelle, and JC to go back to their quarters first. Attending a meeting with a boulder would be hard on the surrounding eye. If you're Estelle or a teacher, you're still a student at JC.

And even while the soy sauce face talks to the big tits lollies with membranes, the end of the meeting changes from moment to moment. The disturbances outside were sneaky and the lead of the venue was completely away from the MC progression. Rising from the national ambassadors is precisely our condemnation of the gathering that we now come to.

"By the way, where in the school city did that kind of bucket come from?" "You really doubt it. That kind of thing, it's not a legitimate study," "No way, I'm publicly forgiving this?" "You are right to use such a dangerous place as a venue for the meeting," "including the holding of future meetings, is there any room for thought?"

All the time here, ambassadors from all over the country tell me the truth.

"Indeed, if this happens, it needs to be considered, including the survival of the meeting." "I also remembered my doubts more than before, with regard to the meaning of this meeting." "It must have been decided that it was the role of that emitter to support the brave." "Is there really a reason for us to come all this way, etc.?" "I still have my doubts."

The corresponding man in a coat of law is surprisingly sweaty on his forehead.

Also, standing beside him, Professor skank is a difficult look.

It would be in the form of a complete pull of Baba.

Unless at least we identify the cause of this disturbance and make a way for the blame to go, the ambassadors' voices together will not stop. Though I know it's pathetic, it doesn't seem like I have enough in-laws to deliver this to a boulder. At these times, it is the position of office that takes responsibility.

"Mi, gentlemen, quietly, quietly!

The man in law also speaks loudly.

"Let's close the meeting for a moment. As it goes on, I'm going to let you know again about my plans. We apologize for any inconvenience you may have had as ambassadors, but please take a moment to confirm the factual relationship"

The longitudinal roll is also in good shape after receiving this.

"There was something terrible about it."

"I don't have a choice. The school city side will also need time to investigate the case."

"So, what was the end of the day?

Actually, I haven't grabbed it myself yet.

"Oh, it's rare. I can't believe you're making me cry like that."

"It's a bit of a hassle. If you're interested, why don't you ask him, your servant? I think you probably know more about the situation than I do. If you want to flush it out to me, I'll buy it for quite a bit."

"Oh, come on! You..."

All right, I took one from Kimoronge.

It's just, well, I took care of you this time, so I guess I'll stop this any longer.

"That said, he seems to have his circumstances, so it's not your word only this time, but I'd appreciate it if you could prioritize my servant's privacy. I want to avoid getting along with him there any more, too."

"... you have Gueros' shoulder?

"Well, what do you say?"

…………

I'm not going to do anything good. However, the debt you owe me for saving JC is unshakable. I would like to refrain from imitating this as a betrayal. Besides, I think I'll have a chance to meet with the Demon Kings in the future.

"In any case, your position will not waver, Mr. Doris."

"... if you make a fool out of me too much, you're gonna get mad, huh?

"I'm not fooling around or anything. 'Cause it's the other way around."

"Is that true?

"You've always loved your servants. I'm attracted to that character."

"Hmm, I'm not like Liz, am I? Who is Liz?"

"Well, what about that again"

Jealousy is also included in the kimorongue, which is more cherished than I thought.

But even Estelle's got a lot of sweetness in her.

Oops.

As such, the meeting to combat the Demon King is temporarily adjourned.

The city has not been half-destructed by Dada. The casualties would also be considerable. With ambassadors gathering, it is impossible to avoid explaining the situation. Due to the intention of the organizer, who needed time for both the violin and the corner, the rigging, which had been withheld on the same day, was postponed to the following day or later.