Atelier Tanaka

After an extra bend, the finals finally began.

After the first blow from the Demon King, the hand hit by the soy sauce face is full of healing magic. The teacher who floated in the sky and directed him toward the Lorigon on earth, let him unleash a lasting restorative magic. In case you two have died, I'm sure you want to give up everything and die, too.

That's why I did everything I could to show you.

Then fortunately in misfortune, the two bodies sparkle in a pale glow.

"Guru, Guru!

I relieved myself from the bottom of my heart that I had heard a cheerful roar from the ground.

The teacher's munchy thick momo is back to normal. A splash of blood attached to the garment is the only thing that doesn't disappear, but the lustrous skin tension stretched from its hem is definite. Busamen, which has been appreciated over the past few months, are a dish that I can recommend with great confidence from the bottom of my heart.

Really relieved.

I was so happy that I wanted to cry.

I want to marry Lorigon.

"Mr. Editor, please get me off the ground immediately."

"No, you can't! Contemporary demon kings are powerful, and now we are enemies! Even if that's what our predecessors, the Demon King and the Brave, don't know if we should be enemies. That's about it, the contemporary demon king grew up. It's grown!

"But you can't abandon Christina."

…………

I thought so, but this kind of thing is a handsome role.

It's Allen or something.

I have a feeling that the sunny stage of life has finally arrived in Busamen as well.

"Mr. Editor"

"... ok"

As the teacher nods, Busamen's vision dims again. The stiff feeling of the stage came back behind my feet along with the feeling of sudden exit from the hot bath. I can't get used to it no matter how many times I experience it. It's the space magic of Dr. Blonde Lorim Chimchi.

Busamen and the teacher went down to the ground.

The location is to distance ourselves from the central stage, the corner of the audience closest to the outline we have set in the venue. The neighborhood had already begun to see the audience exit, and we could see how a large audience would escape with us first. You must be surprised at the sudden appearance of the Lorigon giant.

"What are you going to do? Do we have a winning chance?

My facial teacher asked me.

Serious at its best. Now I also honestly find it believable the story that the teacher was joining the Crusade of the Demon King as a party member of his predecessors. I imagined it by accident. 'Cause it's good. I like the side of the split.

"... let's think about it."

Maybe not if you're thinking about it.

Let's just go to Lorigon's.

I want to make a child with Lorigon.

I want to give birth to a raven or a horn.

"Oh, come on!

Fly the spot with flying magic.

Whatever the barking teacher, the soy sauce face goes to the tip of the huge dragon's nose. Is it the form of breaking in between the two and challenging the Demon King directly from the front again? Kristina's puking, warm nose from behind makes her clothes and hair flatter in an auspicious style.

"Fuck, don't come, don't come over here! Get over there! I hate Omae!

Long time no see, such a hasty lorigon.

I'm sure my position sucks right now. It feels like a heroine who is not very strong is pulling the leg of a protagonist who is desperate to fight his enemies. I can also tell from how quickly Christina panicked. In fact, endurance is much higher on her.

"You've lived long enough, and you're here to die again?

…………

Exactly.

However, there is no reason to remain honestly hit here. I don't mean to lose a lot, but there's no reason to fight until I get them involved. Then the important thing is the future of them with their faces cracked by the Demon King.

"One more thing, I wanted to check"

"... what?

"They are not people. So it's not who you should be after."

"But shall they stand by Ningen?

"I'll tell you enough from mine, don't you miss it?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

…………

Very belligerent. It is reminiscent of the initial lorigon when we met.

Dada hasn't raised me by the Virgin.

But then I got in trouble. There's no way you're going to hang a sustained healing magic with heavy allowances or gradual consumption. This also grew compared to the original, so if you are one or two, this is not the problem. But I know a lot of people at the venue.

It is impossible to protect all of it with the same magic.

Nor do you know how far the Demon King's super attack power will work, even if it is persistent. Per Lorigon or Editor teacher, you might be able to avoid a blow to death. However, I suspect this will be around Estelle and Gong.

What happens if the soy sauce face is not well hit?

"I don't want to argue with you if I can."

"Is that because you're weak? I seem to have misunderstood a little bit. Perhaps there is a strong difference between what you are not good at. If you try calmly, you'll never be overwhelmed."

"How about that?"

"Elves and dragons are the evidence. Why don't you give it a try?

"Yeah, let's do that"

I didn't even intend to set it up and incite it, but the Demon King caught it early.

The narrative is the calming, but perhaps bloody personality in the root part. The connection with the outside world, which was only given unilaterally for hundreds of years, has turned itself to the giving side again, which may be manifesting itself as outrage.

If this happens, I can't help it.

The soy sauce face remains confronted with the Demon King and speaks to the lorigon and the teacher.

"Christina and Editor, while I'm holding this one back, I'd like to ask for the shelter of those who have been at the venue, such as Sofia and Gonzalez. Because even if you can defeat the Demon King, there's no point in losing your place to go home."

"Yes, but then you are!

"It's okay. One or two demon kings, they don't get into numbers."

"... is that true? Ho, are you sure you're okay?

"Gururu..."

"Regards"

Fly up with flying magic without waiting for an answer.

Then the good things, the Demon King followed after this one. I guess it's an arithmetic to knock down soy sauce faces that stick around and move on soon. While I appreciate her seriousness like that now, it is my role to draw room for negotiation.

Here Busamen confirms the remaining skill points.

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

Remaining Skill Points: 105

All you need is firepower.

It is the firepower that breaks through the overwhelming toughness of the Demon King.

Passive:

Magic Recovery: LvMax

Magic Efficiency: LvMax

Language knowledge: LV1

Active:

Recovery Magic: LvMax

Flame Magic: LV230

Purifying Magic: LV5

Flight Magic: LV55

Civil Magic: LV10

Skill Points Remaining: 0

All right, that's it.

Let me intercept you with as much firepower as I can hold.

Unlike the chimeric disturbances in the school city, the next battlefield is over thousands of metres from the ground and above the sky. There are clouds floating around. Thanks to this I can do my best to fireball without having to worry about others.

"What do you say? Have you decided where to die?

Looking back, the Demon King floats just over a dozen meters away.

"Isn't that a pretty bad view"

Next time the enemy is small in purpose. More spatially magical troublesome travel is used all the time. So it will be necessary to have a number. However, if that makes it less powerful, it is the end of the line. Fire power and numbers, both of which can be as magical as they can ever be.

Then it was the magic formation that came up.

About two or three meters in diameter.

This was hundreds in number, and it appeared to surround her.

In the center of it floats a conical, bright white glow. Will the length be enough for an adult to spread his hands? It's too dazzling and the detailed outline is uncertain. Would it feel like the type F used in the school city has been miniaturized, the color has been lightened, and the color development has improved even better?

Occasionally, I'm afraid I'm emitting a kink and a flaming, raggedly tall sound.

You don't get strange electromagnetic waves or anything.

"Mmm..."

"Fireball Ruh!"

Let's see how it goes first.

As the soy sauce face squeaks, one of the nearest, a bright white flame, flies.

Naturally, the Demon King moved to exchange this.

But the flaming spear was faster than I imagined. I wonder if the pun and the tall sound sounded, the next moment I'm choosing the flank of the Demon King. If she hadn't moved, there would probably have been a hole in the middle of her chest.

Through the demon king, it disappeared beyond the sky at a speed that was not even noticed.

"... is this the fireball?

"Yeah, well, that's the place."

"I look busy. Terrible......"

I felt I wouldn't rely on it for size, but that never happened. The power is set aside, the size is greatly reduced, and the number of simultaneous handles and the firing speed are soaring, which greatly improves user-friendliness. It feels like a type F mobile.

I wonder if she could somehow guess this, even if she used space magic to fly around there. Although, of course, due care should be taken in the firing direction to avoid falling to the ground when it comes off.

"What shall we do, continue? As for this one..."

"Superior. You're gonna kill me for sure in this place!

It seems to have ignited the Demon King's struggle.

The next moment, the Brazilian body scratched out. It is an indication, a movement by space magic. However, I can read the point where she will appear next. The soy sauce face goes forward with flying magic at the same time that you can't see her.

And shoot a flame from the bottom to the top to where you've been standing before.

"Huh!?

I couldn't help my hair, and the pampering and the tall noise kept ringing.

Flying into the sky, I look back behind me.

Then there was the figure of the demon king who had his right half cut off. Let's pack the distance from the outside of the soy sauce face, as we assumed. It is up to the new fireball to decide her flesh with the timing of that move.

My left arm, which is now exactly shaken down, is also burned from my elbow. Seventy percent of the body tissue is burned. It is quite a hunting outfit. On the other hand, I can't see how blood blows out in the bush, is that how a creature called the Demon Nation works, or is the Demon King special?

"Gu, Ko, this..."

Of course I don't think I can defeat you with one blow.

Name: Ska

Gender: Female

Race: High Demon

Level: 5938

Job: Demon King

HP: 122110000/219500000

MP: 1089000000/1089000000

STR: 10537500

VIT: 9677402

DEX: 3204442

AGI: 4204442

INT: 10778030

LUC: 2023329

But I'm fine. It also has proper damage. Besides, it works better than I imagined. At this rate, you will be able to defeat them with a series of fireball hits. Sometimes it's as hard as a Christina fight.

As she organized the situation with others, her whole body was inadvertently wrapped in a pale glow.

It is a healing light that I have been taking care of myself on something again since I crossed the world. The warm glow healed her flesh as it had been in a flash. The reward around here is the battle of Christina in Mount Pepe. I'm not surprised now.

However, the brilliance never ceased to heal or finish the flesh of the Demon King.

"No way, it's funny that the day will come to thank that Ningen."

"... I see"

It is a sustained form of restorative magic.

Invincible sparkle.

Name: Ska

Gender: Female

Race: High Demon

Level: 5938

Job: Demon King

HP: 219500000/219500000

MP: 2000/1089000000

STR: 10537500

VIT: 9677402

DEX: 3204442

AGI: 4204442

INT: 10778030

LUC: 2023329

It is a status that reminds me of Busamen at the time of the Battle of Cristina, whenever they were in Mount Pepe. I'm pretty sure it's a consumable thought of magic. Even if I meditated on my eyes until full recovery, wouldn't this be against the boulder?

From the current dialogue, I guess I've seen the magic of the Virgin and learned a lot. Thinking about it, Saint Bitch must have been a lot of skill in restorative magic. Isn't she quite a mother?

"This is not what we're going to do next..."

However, thanks to you, I was able to seal up their magic. She can't afford a series of spatial magic right now. Persistent healing magic consumes magic all the time. And the degree is very high. No matter how good a natural recovery takes place, it takes a lot of time.

This will be a big winner against the soy sauce face in her fight. Earlier, it was divinely possible to avoid attacks from instantaneous travel. But I don't think I can do the same thing twice or three times. Never a bad trade-off to think about that.

Let's just say that.

If I'd just shot a few more shots, I'd be done at this moment.

No luck.

"Apparently, yes."

From here on out, by way of example, Fireball Grand Thanksgiving while flying around the sky with flying magic. Shoot and shoot and shoot until the magic runs out. Real shooting game while drooling manure, until it runs out of essence.

If the maximum bonus for this moment can exceed the Demon King's Health Heal, the Soy Sauce Face wins. If you allow her to recover her magic while she can't cross it, the Demon King wins. It would be such a terribly simple boss fight.

It's good to keep all the points swinging on the fireball.

"You're still dangerous. You're going to kill me in this place!

Don't be shy, you should try your best from the start.

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

My God, the Demon King has come to the tournament.

Initially everyone was confused. Because the contemporary Demon King looked like a very beautiful woman. No one would have been able to tell at a glance that she was the demon king who was shaking the whole world.

But that's also until the battle begins.

Mr. Dragon, who regained his original appearance, was defeated by the Demon King in one blow. With this in mind, everyone began to escape at first sight. The audience seats packed by large numbers of people are already terrible.

The dusk regiment is hitting the tidy, but it's water on the baking stone.

"Hey, come on, don't push it. Yo!" "Stop, heh, don't step on it! My daughter's down. Whoa!" "Mamaaaaaaaaaaaa! Help me, Mom, whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Ouch! Ouch!" "Hey! Who scratched about me?" "Don't come this way! It's gonna crush, it's gonna crush!

It's snort shouting hell.

When it comes to why the maid is not involved in this and is able to calm down and see how it goes, it is because, for one thing, she has given up running away. We sit back in the Participants' Lounge and watch the venue in a spirit of giving up.

…………

Everyone else is already after they've escaped.

The tournament also proceeded to the finals, a more popular and neglected spot. At some point, Mr. Elf and Mr. Estelle had disappeared, and if Farren and Professor Journal were to leave, looking closer at the magic of the Demon King, the maid would just remain.

The maids who were serving this have also left with us.

…………

Take the cup placed on the table beside you and tilt it in your hand. Pour some muddy tea down your throat, duh sigh and one more thing. Is the hustle and bustle different from the lousy venues and strangely quiet holding rooms?

Thanks to you I am strangely calm myself.

"Everybody calm down! The Virgin should be here to help! Holy Virgin!" "That's right! The Virgin would have saved us!" "Say stupid! There's no way you're gonna come and help me." "That's right! Didn't you see that earlier?" "You were begging the Earl of Tanaka for his life in front of the Demon King!

"You can't count on the Virgin! I'm the only one who can believe it!" "If what you just said is true, nobody else raised the Demon King, not the Virgin!" "I've always thought the people in that country stink!" "Not at all! Holy Virgin, what a shit to eat!" "Oh yeah! How dare you believe in the Virgin!

Someone's anger echoes from there.

Not very much, but you don't mind getting out of here. Now if you could have used even one of the magic, you would have had the option to fly refreshed and sky. Unfortunately, however, maids can't even light as much fire as candles at their fingertips, aside from flying in the sky.

"... what shall we do"

How long will we be doing this?

The Demon King has flown to the sky with Mr. Tanaka. Mr. Dragon, who occupied the stage, too, at some point shrunk his appearance into the form of a person, after disappearing into nowhere. Mr. Gonzalez, who had a slight look on his face during the tournament, also showed no sign of visiting.

It's always better to give me directions, but no one is here.

…………

I was staring at the venue for a while.

Then inadvertently, beside him, signs of people were created.

"This is where I was!

I'm Mr. Elf.

Turning to those who heard voices, there was an elf there who was in a terrible hurry. However, I just checked to see what the maid looks like, and there will be no less relieving colors on that face. Could it be that you were worried about me or something, Mr. Elf?

"Oh, you know, you're all safe..."

"Oh, we're safe! I've just sent my noble daughter this way."

I was told with a smile on my face.

The daughter of a nobleman would be referring to Master Estelle.

Good. Master Estelle was safe and very good.

"I really couldn't find just who you are, but I didn't think you were staying here. Again, ah, that one! Wait for the man fighting up there and stay here all by himself!?

"Huh? Oh, no, be, nothing like that..."

"But this place is dangerous. We could be caught in the collapse of a building."

They may have made a slight mistake. However, since you are an elf who can continue to speak quickly in a hurry, you can also deny it until you block it. Let me be honest with you.

"We're moving!

"Yes, sir"

Upon prompting, the maid is on the spot to stand up.

Then the next moment, at my feet, a magic formation emerged.

Is it a pattern that seems familiar to me in the last few months?

"Mmm!"

With Mr. Elf's adorable hanging voice, the sights around him change. For a moment, I wondered if my foot was rough, dark. And a few moments later, the holding room I've been looking at disappears everywhere, like in the middle of a new spacious meadow.

A short distance away you can see the Dragon City Wall.

Probably left the tournament venue and walked some distance.

"Sophie!

Shortly afterwards, they called me by name.

It's Master Estelle.

I was hugged from the front by her, who ran just a few steps. I had more momentum than I thought, and I was about to fall where I was in danger. Fluffiness and a good scent tickle the nasal cavity as each other's bodies touch each other.

Dear Estelle, it's very fragrant.

"E, Estelled..."

I'm glad you're okay. I'm so glad!

"That's, uh, Master Estelle's safe and above all!

"Yeah, more than anything really! I can't be happier!

I'm afraid you'll be worried so far.

At the same time I was very happy and unexpectedly came across something hot in my eyes.

"Why are you so lucky?

There were also vertical rollers right around the corner.

Also beside her is the figure of a squire. There are also a large number of other people I know, such as Dark Elves, with whom Master Estelle was taken, as well as Zophy, Allen and Ashley Aufsteiner.

Apparently, ladies and gentlemen, they've all been evacuated.

Other guests who would have come to the tournament can be seen in this neighborhood. Gathering together in a certain number of people, as if they were refugee camps, we can see each other reuniting, grieving goodbyes, and exchanging words there.

"But, well, as always, the Tanaka guy is a big deal"

Mr. Neumann looked at the sky and was asked.

Encouraged by this, nature and maid consciousness also head overhead. Then on the other side of the remote sky, I could see Zudon's Don and the scattering of flames. When a white flaming flower opens in the corner of the sky, the clouds that were floating around it will be misty.

"Oh... Um, could that be..."

"That's right, he is! He's doing his best.

Master Estelle nodded forcefully.

Apparently, Mr. Tanaka. How high are they fighting in the sky? It's too far away for me to see and see what he looks like. However, the intermittent sounding explosion and the brilliance of the flames that accompany this give a glimpse of its existence.

Instead, let me take a look at you, not just the maid, but everyone and he are raising their jaws the same way and watching Mr. Tanaka get fought. This is not just for us, but also for those in the neighborhood.

The final has become a game on the sky, hasn't it?

"Do you think you'll win it right?

"Or I'll win. Yikes! He's definitely gonna win!

I could not hear Estelle's powerful words resounding first and foremost in the neighborhood.

◇ ◆ ◇

The soy sauce face against the demon king worked hard.

While flying around the sky with flying magic, I fireballed all over it. It is in the mood of releasing another lifetime's worth. Didn't you shoot nearly five digits, though you didn't actually count it? Don't think about it later. Like hot water, I just let it go here.

However, the soy sauce face could not defeat the Demon King.

Name: Ska

Gender: Female

Race: High Demon

Level: 5938

Job: Demon King

HP: 219500000/219500000

MP: 102000/1089000000

STR: 10537500

VIT: 9677402

DEX: 3204442

AGI: 4204442

INT: 10778030

LUC: 2023329

The soy sauce face has allowed her to recover her magic powers without rivalry to sharpen the strength of the Demon King. And when she regained the option of magic, she was overwhelming and couldn't catch up with focusing on healing. Conversely, this magic has been depleted.

What was missing was fire power.

Ultimately it could no longer be floating in the sky, and it fell to the ground.

Now Busamen's body lies on his back in the middle of the stage.

Both hands and legs are restrained by the magic of the Demon King, and little movement can be achieved. Something like a glowing wheel holds the frivolous limbs in place in a large letter. Apparently, it's magic like restraining the human body, trying to destroy it, but this is hard.

I tried to hit the fireball on the premise of a limb sacrifice, but right after the mist, it comes back to life. There is a somewhat reverse sense of rape there, and that makes me happy, but none of us can afford to enjoy this.

Even more naked.

Naked by the overwhelming.

The garments were burned down with the magic of the Demon King, even to underwear and socks. Any magic bouncing legendary armor is very attractive, but I personally want a trunk that can never be broken no matter how severely damaged it is.

"The out-of-the-box thing stuck..."

"... I'm afraid"

There is a demon king in the sky at a distance.

It floats in the universe and looks down at Busamen.

Best location to look up the long hills from the bottom thanks to. If this is going to be the last sight of your life, well, it could be something not so bad. If possible, I wanted him to walk straight to Busamen and, more importantly, give me a hand job.

However, unfortunately, my son is exhausted again. Lie on your belly, and don't even move with Pickle. It is like a summer asphalt, a blemish that has withered away. It's over. I couldn't give him a reason why I was born.

…………

…………

It's the difference in luck the two were born with that that makes them unconscious without refusal.

That seems to be the denial of all of the effort, not much to think about. It is, however, a marginal difference that we have to be aware of. We attacked to a pretty good point along the way. The remaining HP points out that it is a single digit.

But it was eventually saved.

This is a discretionary imagination, but isn't the Demon King feeling it, too? I wonder if the position of the two now consists of a small difference in paper weight. I think I'm a little nervous about the way I talk to this one, compared to right after the game starts.

"You seem calmer than I thought?

…………

For one thing, it's a big thing that I was able to miss the people around me.

I get a glimpse of a grossly compromised life goal setting on the Demon King who was more powerful than I thought. Even if I die like this, I feel fatigued enough to think it's okay. It's like weakness after a long run.

"Fair enough. That's not the end of you."

There is a huge mass of flames floating in the sky.

It's the magic of the Demon King.

Sounds like a fireball to the end.

Honestly, I don't want to end it.

However, I can't help it because my body doesn't move at all.

So the soy sauce face gives up everything and meditates on your eyes. Pray and meditate to be reborn next time handsome. If I were to look for what I was fortunate to be in this life, would it be the fireball firepower that floated overhead? If it were this size, it would pass without suffering.

Thirties and forties are complicated times.

If I were a little younger, whoa, whoa, or I might have blooded to the end.

But I'm already starting to think of life as a turning point, a lot of things.

Now I think it would have been most distressing if the situation had been on the bed after the struggle or something. A colleague at work passed away at 39. I had terminal cancer. Suffering and suffering, he suffered through to the end and died complaining in a voice that didn't make him want to die at the end.

His wife smiled the next day and was bragging about the amount of her husband's insurance money.

In contrast, when it came to the situation that I am now in, I did my best to help my friends and acquaintances. I was able to earn some respite for the people close to me. Countdown while waiting for an instant evaporation at the end of it. Maybe there's one lollivitch who can tear me up.

Thinking about it, I'm not feeling surprisingly bad.

It's not quite the heroic end.

Good for a busament.

"That's it."

The voice of the Demon King sounds.

Signs of the fireball unleashed.

A blast that sounds intermittent to my hair.

Game over moment.

It's over.

Ahem.

…………

However, what is wrong with the flesh on the soy sauce face because it lies unchanged on the rubble without ever hurting and without shaking? Only slightly on the cheeks, with signs of chills and flames. I feel my own raw in that paralyzing pain.

When I opened my eyes to doubt, beside myself lying, there stood the one I knew.

"... Mr. Peacock"

A demon king floating in the sky. The Susie is hidden in the shadows. Out of sight is Penny Clitoris over the underwear of a woman who refrained behind a minisca. Combined with the presence of fake milk with no provenance or strangely well-shaped female buttocks, I still feel sexually regrettable watching.

The skirt that hits the blast looks good when I do it.

"You're dressed like a fool."

"... Mr. Peacock, what's that?

I shifted my gaze further up to the heights, and there's someone else in him.

No, someone has a few things to say. It is a terribly huge, too grotesque substitute. That reminds me of the fruit of the flesh pieces of the previous Demon King, viewed in the school city.

Such a substitute was floating in the sky, taking the direct hit of the Demon King's fireball.

He's burning all over the place, pumping up smoke.

"Don't panic, okay? He's under my control. I don't run wild anymore."

…………

It reminded me of nothing, it was real.

Ask with the meaning of confirmation.

"No way is that..."

"Ho, because if it's true, it was magic to defeat Omae!?

When Pea complains, he suddenly transfers consciousness to the lump of meat that appears.

Name: Erin

Gender: Male

Race: Chimeric Body (High Demon)

Level: 3205

Job: Former Demon King

HP: 195000/21950000

MP: 189000000/189000000

STR: 2537500

VIT: 4677402

DEX: 622994

AGI: 14442

INT: 4778030

LUC: 123329

Seriously.

Besides, it is compact and coherent for a long time compared to before. Is it as light as the size? Compared to the overwhelming giants we met in the school city, it is unlikely to be mobile. I didn't think I was continuing my research now.

Pea, I think that's cheating.

You look great.

If I may be shaken now, if I say that I have resistance to boulders, but that I can compromise if I just go ahead, I still think about you, but I want to respect you so much that I sincerely disgrace myself for being rude in coming up with something like this.

Even if the environment in which he was exposed was poor, the talents and upliftments equipped by the person in question were genuine.

Not much effort.

Female Fallen Warrior Pea, you'll respect me.

"What kind of change of heart is that?

"Yes, I feel more like shaving now than shaving!

"... I see"

I just honestly don't know what that appeal means.

Was it affected by the shota dick?

Actually, I think we're getting along.

"Just stand up! They're gonna attack again. Huh!?

Probably back from the outside, with the disturbance in the venue as his ear. Multiplied by a series of confusions, the former Demon King must have been able to transport him to the venue too. If it's normal, the guards are definitely stopping it first.

"Thank you. But this is a pretty strong shackle."

"Well, do something about that. Yikes!

"I'm working on it, but I can't get through the magical approach."

Whatever his thoughts, Busamen gained his whole life in nine deaths. I didn't expect the day to come when Pea would save your life. Surprised. That makes me wish I could survive a little more. I feel like there's going to be a lot more fun in the world.

I want to live and feel it.

However, imminent threats never know where to fade. It is also evident from the endurance of the fleshwall he was able to follow. As Dr. Editor pointed out, the contemporary Demon King must be the strongest.

Even if I sleep the night and try it out in full physical condition, I still feel like I'm about to lose in the same critical place. I feel like I can't defeat you. At least a little more, I would have liked this busamen to have left me with happiness.

Though I have an opinion that such a thought is not possible in the first place, I really feel it.

"Mr. Peacock, please hurry and run. It's not safe here."

"You're with me wherever you run, aren't you? They are demon kings..."

"Do you understand?

"What I use is what I was originally a demon king."

"I see."

Instead, if you look at him, your knees are gushing and trembling. I have endured losing weight by the time I was overt. Still, Jen-royalty stood when he glanced at the demon king who floated in the sky. He stands to shelter his soy sauce face without pulling it off as a step.

I'm sorry in the past I thought you were feminine or something.

I'm more ambitious than anyone else at this moment.

However, in his chimeric body he doesn't hold a few shots. Even if it stays on the stage, it will wipe out charcoal in the next attack. Even if the substitution had been withheld, I don't think it would be ready any time soon. I can't even look at that nearby from what I've seen.

What should I do?

What am I really going to do?

"Mr. Peacock, she's after me"

"Well, then what is it?"

Shackles embedded in the hands and feet are never going to come off.

Let him, who is both feminine and ambitious, Busamen speak and hear.

"Please at least run away from me just you. I don't want you to die."

"Huh..."

I can't help it, but I have to do something about it.

You're in trouble.

I'm in real trouble.

I can't get around to it.

That's how the Demon King moved. I thought I could fly myself with flying magic, approaching Pea's chimeric body and turning and kicking. At the same time as Dosun sounded loud, the former Demon King flew softly to the side of the stage.

Quickly off-site.

Since then, I've lost my power as if it had expired, and I haven't even moved with Pickle.

"Quite a dependable companion."

"Yeah, you bet. This is my own imagination, but perhaps he is the one who was born and raised in a similar situation to yours. That's exactly why I think you can share the pain you're in right now."

"... But it's Ningen, isn't it?

"I'm a demon. Please welcome me to your company and raise me."

"Phew, spit a lie that won't kill you, but won't let you down"

He groans like he throws up and the Demon King stares at Pee.

Womenswear that trembles all over her body with a victory.

It's just that when he took a step forward, he said aloud.

"Two, two, bad in Ningen, eh!? Because you're the Demon King, you lick Ningen..."

Generation after generation, Pea's a perfect scene.

His mouth, which starts from a wrinkle for now, is a little funny when he gets used to it.

However, that dialogue never resonated with the venue of the Games until the end.

Someone's screaming from elsewhere to extinguish his voice instead.

"A meat deed is a soul deed. Thou hast no bottom in thy widespread desire, and I seek this, the crucible of blame. The sprout of life poured out there is the pulsation of the soul in the power of man. You deserve your ambitious body, you give your flesh beneath him. Sometimes! Demon Costume Conversion Lincoln!

It sounded like a spell.

There is a change in the flesh of the soy sauce face without being able to tolerate the hair.

"Wow!?

My body suddenly became lighter.

I don't know why, but I'm suddenly getting motivated. I wonder what the shackles that bind my hands and legs right now, if I pull them, can I cut a thousand? You've overflowed with power to the point where even such pale expectations have surfaced.

Looking back at those who heard voices.

Then what happened, there's Mercedes' meat potty.

A fashionable style with feathers of robes on all body tights.

She shouted out loud at Busamen.

"Count Tanaka, I have noticed. Even a weak wizard can use this magic to gain just enough arm power to overwhelm the inflexible man. And then, what happened? Because it can lead to more intense acts. Shh!

"... I see"

Honestly, I'm not sure.

I have no doubt, however, that she has improved the condition of Busamen.

All I know is what's going on, check your status.

Name: Tanaka

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 315

Job: Alchemist

HP: 82000140/82000140

MP: 10800/390800

STR: 19001

VIT: 508000100

DEX: 30900

AGI: 61012

INT: 72010

LUC: -50200

This is it. It's the magic that Meat Potty used during the tournament.

Thanks to you, General Pozi. Isn't your status completely cerebral muscle Pozi? Gong and I have become the same type of muscle character. I feel uneasy about the dramatically lowered INT value, but is this okay?

I'll try and wake up my body.

Then what happened, the shackles that had been given to both hands and feet disappeared.

Suggestions.

Muscle, suge.

"Chi, I don't want to get screwed"

A blow from the Demon King, who darkened the colour of his vigilance, against the soy sauce face, which rose in the meantime.

Momentarily approaching, a belly pan attack was launched from her. Soy sauce face prepared with vigorous effort on the abs. Because I can't afford to use healing magic. Exactly what I just checked, the key parameters are decreasing in the house.

Then what happened?

"Colour..."

"Whoa, whoa..."

Surprisingly, her fist had stopped at a middle-aged, fat body of a womanizer.

Paradoxically, the fist of a beautiful woman touches the little fat body of a middle-aged wolf.

Sounds good.

This is why we don't have a physical battle with the opposite sex.

"Hey, what..."

Is this the sense of superiority that those with muscles were experiencing? I didn't think the pleasure of taking someone else's fist with my abs was this much. Stunning fact that it hurt a little, but not enough to speak out.

My stomach, it doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt.

The feeling of still looking good makes me roll something hot inside myself.

…………

The muscles are the best.

Muscle absolute.

Only muscles never betray themselves.

This is finally the time for soy sauce faces.

"... what's up? It doesn't hurt or itch."

I said it. I told you.

I've spoken with Doya's face.

I wanted to get this kind of dialogue, belly bread, and then try to make a plain claim.

My heart trembles.

A weak, middle-aged mental feels brave and aroused.

"Gu......"

The demon king in a great hurry to distance himself.

The soy sauce face facing her like that is macho.

Absolutely, Macchio. The meat remains relaxed, but I'm sure it's amazing on the inside. I'm sure if you peel it off, you're getting enough physical beauty to be comparable to Gong.

"Thank you, Toto"

"Thanks are good, so please deal with them properly later"

"... I'll think about it"

Not just Pea, but the meat potty saved me.

Her seemingly decision dialogue was really cool.

I felt like raping him properly.

I'll have to work on this already. By accepting the demon king's belly bread into his own flesh, the soy sauce face feels motivated, motivated and above all confident inside himself. Strong flesh can only lead to the energy of life.

I knew if you were a man, you'd fight with your muscles.

I'll definitely muscle when I get home.

"Well, it's superior. He'll beat me again soon."

"Take it. Let's stand."

Will I be able to attack her by doing it?

Mercedes-chan's meat potty developed this magic with a single heart that just wants to keep getting offended.