"First, there are a few things to do before you escape this ruin"
That's how Schiff talked to me as he sat down to keep his back on the altar, and he made a deal with the demon.
"So, what do I do?"
"You must use me to fight in action and gather one more of your fellow demons."
"Whatever the devil uses you, what can you do in action?"
When I asked him that, Schiff jumped on my shoulder.
I'm surprised it's lighter than I thought.
"Ordinary shapeshifters can be transformed into any organism or object, but I seem to be a mutant individual. It can only be transformed into a small creature and object like a cat today"
"Well, then, you mean you can't fight?"
"Listen to me till the end."
Shiv, who tapped my cheek gently with his tail pointing that out, stretches his back out on his own.
"Don't be surprised to hear it. I specialize in three supporting magic tricks."
"Is that... amazing?"
"Of course."
Then Schiff rocked his tail in an upbeat mood.
Cute.
"Supportive witchcraft is witchcraft that supports others as they say. It's an elusive magic that only humans can master, but my human friends taught me to do it."
"I knew he was here..."
"Oh......"
White bone cadavers who did everything they could to take it by the altar.
This is the guy who was Schiff's friend......
"He was a good friend. Lost in this ruin, helping me whimsically where I was trapped, gave me the word, the magic and... a precious name."
……
"I wanted to save you, but I had no power. I still regret that I couldn't do anything to her"
So sadly mouthed Schiff.
I turn to the body again and close my eyes. [M]
"... sorry. You're out of line. There are three types of supporting magic that I can handle: physical strengthening, lightning strikes, and flaming. Until now, it was magic that I didn't want to do much good, but it's not the same now that I signed with your Lord."
"What's the difference?"
"Because by becoming a demon, you can now receive magic through your connection to decorations. High purity, high concentration of magic will empower us."
So his contract with me was essential for him to fight?
Besides, if you can use that backup magic, you know why you need one more buddy.
"So you're gathering your people to take advantage of your supporting magic?"
"Mm-hmm. Good, good, swallows fast. Exactly."
I can nod happily and be illuminated by the sif that compliments me.
"The only way to do this is to strengthen the candlestick. But that's not how Tamer fights. Tamer is the one who gives instructions to the obedient user demon and requires accurate judgment."
Cool, but that sounds difficult.
The circumstantial judgment of the aggressiveness is likely to take its toll, and most importantly, it will keep the life of the demon that will make it fight.
"I wonder if I can..."
"I'm already a messenger. As long as you ask me for help, I'll give you as much help as I can. It's also me for that."
Ya, dependable...!
As things stand, it's not going to be a hopeless situation for me, but I'd be comfortable if you had Schiff.
"Let's get out of this space first. Do you know the gap I came in?"
"Yeah. That's where it came from, right?"
Gaps that are occurring in doors blocked by debris.
Though I was worried it might collapse.
If I looked nearby, I made sure there were enough holes for each person to go through sparingly.
"It's narrow... but you can manage it..."
"You better watch your head. Will you take the package?"
"... do I have to leave you"
I'm not going to be able to get through this hole with my luggage, and more importantly, I'm even subtle about whether to use it in the future.
On the contrary, it is too reckless to move around the monstrous ruins with a bag.
Throw the bag and umbrella on the spot and enter the door gap with the sif who will lead the way.
"Muggle."
"I follow every demon I associate with. A dog headed demon named Kobold, but this guy is light and powerful. I'm sure it will help you."
I manage to crawl out of the gap with a bitter smile at Schiff walking ahead in an upbeat mood with a loose tail.
At the end of the door, the old passage was wide open and the rubble was rolling here unchanged.
"Well, I already know where Kobold is. Let me show you around."
"Please."
Check the perimeter as you follow Schiff.
Underground...... but it doesn't seem to be that deep a hierarchy around the sunlight slipping in from the crack above.
Rather, it's a wide space next to it, not a spread below?
I'm angry in the dark, but the stone columns are wide open from what I can see.
"This is the end of the place the Demon King once made Negijo"
"... is there a demon king?"
"Now someone else is named after me. Perhaps the reason why the Lord and his chosen daughter were summoned is also due to the Demon King"
This is another fantasy classic...... but it's not funny when that party gets to know me.
Mr. Lion Hara, will you be okay?
I don't know where he was summoned, but I hope he's not in danger.
"One thing, keep an eye out. There will only be as many demons left to use as I am now."
"Really?"
"You've just woken up as Tamer, so, as it stands, only two people can follow you as a demon. That's why the next demon must be chosen carefully"
Is that why you can do the avant-garde, Kobold?
As he goes down the aisle convinced by Schiff's words, his steps stop without a foretaste.
"Mmm, stop. Kite."
"What's wrong?"
"Look ahead."
As he told me, I gaze into the space ahead of the darkness.
Then, at the wall of the aisle, something small plural is jumping.
What the hell is that?
"Piggy!"
"Piggyhoo!"
"Cu, cu..."
... No, really what?
Something, something watery like a balloon, is bouncing and slamming another silver-colored balloon.
"That's slime"
"Slime? Is that it?"
"It's troublesome when attacked in a group, but not so strong when you're an individual. And now they seem obsessed with abusing their own kind."
You mean the different colors of silver?
You do seem to be bullied, but you look kind of pathetic.
"In the middle is Mithrill Slime. Slime eats a special mineral called Mithril, which creates a special individual."
"... special? So you're stronger than a normal slime?"
"Quite unusual, but because of the misrills you eat, you also move slower, losing the original strength of the slime. So you can't even beat a normal slime"
……
I guess it's intact when the metal sounds every time I get slapped...... it's obvious the reason I'm screaming sadly is that pain isn't the reason.
Looking at the sight in front of me with an indescribable face, Schiff, who saw my face like that, jumped on my shoulder.
"Wow."
"Hmm. Slime would be just fine. Let's do my supporting magic and get rid of those slimes."
"Schiff...... ok. Let's do it."
Did I distract you...?
Change your mind and concentrate.
Supporting magic on me means fighting for myself.
Though unassuming and frightening, I'd rather get used to it on my shoulders with slime than fight it in a bump production.
"By the way, listen, kite. Any experience in martial arts or swordsmanship?"
"I used to do karate in elementary school. And every Friday, I watch a prowl show my dad watches."
"Karate? Plump? Something I'm not used to hearing, but um, you seem strong. I think we can expect this."
Even karate in the first place doesn't help because I remember because I haven't done it that long.
When I regret raising the hurdle myself, I feel magic pouring from my body into Schiff's body.
"First actual battle. They're slime, but you just have to get rid of them."
"Okay. Let's get used to supporting magic."
"Okay, I'll call you."
Schiff's body on his shoulder is wrapped in thin light, which moves into my body.
As you leave yourself to an unprecedented sense of wonder that builds strength in your body, your thoughts shift to that of battle.