Because I’ve Been Reincarnated as the Piggy Duke, This Time I Will Say I Like You (WN)

The girl approaching here comes instinctively without worrying about the existence of many adventurers.

Straighten without changing facial expressions.

With the darkness behind, she does not disturb her pace like an actor.

The wilderness of the night that connects to the other side of the horizon extending in front of the dungeon city.

In hundreds of years of history, a wizard of darkness comes over the earth, crushed by hundreds of thousands of adventurers.

It was just her appearance that she wasn't alone.

The approach of the brilliant wizard who allegedly attacked the guildmaster, especially the two high-ranking adventurers, seemed to have their weapons in their hands.

My spine hums with a murderous sign.

The voice of Huhyu and Alicia was suddenly gone.

"... I'm coming here, but ... who is that girl?"

"I have a clue as to his identity. Not only me, but also those behind him who are still here, I understand. Just before Alicia came to this place, I have not confirmed my perception, but my guess is probably not wrong. ''

"Guild Master, what exactly is that?"

"Do you recognize the man behind her, Alicia?"

"Behind ...? Oh, really. I don't know if anyone is there ..."

I also noticed.

Upon careful observation, someone stood among nearly ten adventurers falling behind the girl.

Her complexion is poor and she is tall and thin.

A dark gray hair with a deeply carved face unique to the Northern people.

He looked down on us, putting on a cloak made of black skin that would belong to some monster.

It can be paraphrased as a sinister negative aura. A kind of contraindication that makes you want to look away. It doesn't feel as live as a C-class dungeon dive this morning and zombies we met at the ideal graveyard.

He was a strangely thin man with a sense of presence that Alicia wouldn't have noticed.

"Sure, I've seen that face somewhere ..."

"Mr. Alicia. As an experienced veteran high-level adventurer, you'll never forget the monsters in the quests that are high enough to stick to the wall. We can't be mistaken for a humanoid of a villain who can be drawn on an arrangement book like a man --- ''

"A villain? Is that man?"

So I noticed.

The high adventurers around me aren't watching that girl.

Until ignoring the black-haired girl who attacked their guild master, ----.

"..."

――― I am looking at that ghostly man.

The blood is so pale that you think dark blood is passing under your skin.

Even though his presence is strangely thin, a man with a mysterious charm who can not turn his face once he has captured it.

I felt intense discomfort there.

As if he had met a tremendous celebrity who appeared in the story ----

"That man is Drybuck, Stiebert. Put simply,"

Hearing the name, I was puzzled for a moment.

It was too famous for the thought to catch up.

But when he understood the meaning of the word, he became stiff.

I'm an idiot.

Run away now.

Start running.

right now.

Don't hesitate.

It would have been taught at school.

"... It's a lie."

It is no doubt that I thought I had seen a face somewhere.

I've seen that man's face over and over, and I don't know how many times I've talked to my friends with Krush Magic Academy.

The sorts of arrangements affixed throughout the town, his face was always drawn.

Everyone with a mind knows. Because he's the one to watch out for most.

Everyone knows the enemy's face.

The most threatening beings, especially in enemy nations, naturally appear in conversations.

Just as if I'm a magician, I'm arguing who's the best at spells, but when discussing who's the strongest in the world, it's a celebrity whose name rises first.

The high-ranking adventurers, who were stuck around me, were surprisingly alert and watching each man move.

No matter what, you can respond immediately.

Lincoln also unwittingly pulled out the flame sword (Flamberges) and was ready for the man behind the girl.

No wonder.

What are you thinking about being stupid?

In fact, you have to escape right away.

But I can't move.

I couldn't move as I was fascinated.

"The northern apostle, who is known as the Living Dead, is one of the three Musketeers of the Dostol Empire."

Dry back Stey belt.

I thought it only existed in the order book.

I thought I would never meet in my life.

But that man standing in the darkness was no doubt one of the worst, three Musketeers of the Dostor Empire, which rules the north.