Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

Batan and the door close and the footsteps walking down the passage of the hund are kept away. Confirming that the sound had completely disappeared, the remaining Daihachi demons resumed the sitting.

"Huhahahahahaha! Same thing happened the other day, but Lord Arezel will bake to take care of Lord Hund! Are you even thinking about something good?!?

Steel Knight Armor, 'Mechanical Emperor' Zex makes a high laugh. The tone seems to be very tense, but the voice is mechanical, so I get the impression of a chisel.

"What, Zex, are you jealous? Don't be jealous of men."

"I do have an alliance with a certain (and it does) Lord Arezel, but I'd prefer not to have that kind of relationship. Women need to be more metallic."

"What kind of woman... Plus, it looks like I've been flabbergasted. Damn, why do men in the world leave such beautiful girls alone? Elves. Elves?

"Arezel feels like money is her lover. If she's as cute as Maria, she'll find someone soon."

"Maria Han is hot, do it to the special sexuals"

"Hey!?

"That doesn't make my dad look like a pervert. Actually, it may be, but you can't listen to me because you can't even tell my name."

"Lily!?

"Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. I'll pour you some orange juice. I'm gonna take my seat off a little bit."

"Oh, my share, please."

"And the crocodile pancakes."

"It's under the cupboard. Wait a minute."

Even while Rimd, the fourth seat of the Great Eight Demons, the Dragon King, was out of his seat, the futile tale of the Great Demons wasting their lives continued.

"Hold on, even that Delis and Nell stuck together, huh? The chief tells me it's time for my grandson to see it. This is a delicate day for me."

"Hey, Arezel!

"Am I?"

So there's one or two things that you talk about without paying attention to. Lilivia and Arezel were scrupulously careful over and over again to keep secrets about their marriage from Derris and Nell.

"Huh!? What's wrong with black and red? Let me hear it, too!

"Someone next door, and I heard it in my ear! The Black Hall and the Red Hall stuck together, getting engaged where it's jammed! Huhahahahahahahaha, I congratulate you on this!

"Wow, you did it! Maria, I have to go to the ceremony."

"Is that true? Um, as the second seat of the Great Eight Demons, I have to give you one of the celebratory items. So, when's the ceremony going to take place?

"Arezel, you promise not to say that..."

"Ah, servant! Sorry, I'm sorry!

By the time I realized it, it was already late. The story spreads instantly to the whole Great Eight demons. Just there, Rimdo came back with two glasses of orange juice poured into the basin and a pancake for tea treats.

"You kept me waiting. Mm-hmm. What are you fussing about?

"Rimdo, listen to me. Black and red."

"Mom, stop! Stopp!"

It's been a long time since Lily in Demon King mode messed up.

- Day 38 of training.

Potatoes and droplets drip over the ceiling. Each time the water hoard made a noise with Pichan, sounding its tone in the Chamber of Secrets. Gustus overheard the sound of water and awakened consciousness from the slight sleep he had been in for a while.

"Where am I...?

I woke up. It was in a dark room.

(No, it's humid when it comes to rooms, and it's dim. some basement, a cell)

- Gacha.

As Gustus tried to move his body, he noticed that the iron feel was wrapped around his whole body.

(Naturally, are you in custody...)

If it's about iron restraints, I'm not comfortable holding Gustus' flesh back. But that's if Gustus is in his normal state of affairs. Gustus couldn't help himself now for some reason, and it also took effort to move one fingertip. While doing so, checking the current situation, the iron door provided directly in front opens. From there emerged the girls from a far-sighted view on the West Coast, and the little brave men who fought and defeated immediately. When they stepped into this cell, they had no heart or the room was brighter.

(I didn't know we were going to face each other again... but you're really young. For our species, a level 3 Merman or a level 4 Merman Elite would be a good place)

This will be the first time I've seen their faces as serious, but I can understand that they're all heterogeneous and young. Even for him, a monster, this is a very surprising and threatening fact. I can't imagine what the hell kind of workout would do that to Gustus.

"You woke up. How's your body?

"You're better than you were in battle. A little careless, but no pain"

"It's superimposed"

Even if I review my body as far as I can confirm, I can see that the damage, wounds, etc. taken in the battle are beautifully healed. The severe pain caused by the poison that tormented him was also clear now as if it had been a lie. Instead, I presume that a restraint neurotoxicity or something is being used so that there is no problem with the captured self being raped. In fact, the speculation had been made, and unless recovered by high-altitude light magic, a quantity of poison could not help standing had been served.

"So, what are you going to do with me? Are you going to interrogate me? I'll tell you in advance, it's no use. I will never give in to any torture. I would never act like I would sell my people!

"I don't really want to imitate it... but information matters..."

"If you throw up about the location of the prisoners you have captured so far, each Azito in the sea, and their home base, we will not do any harm here. And, of course, about your surviving men."

"Shit! We'll never break our mouths!

Gustus' determination was real. The same was also true about his men, who were prepared not to give in under unwavering beliefs. It will also be passed on to the brave men who look him in the eye. But there was no reason to loosen my hand here.

"It's a shame. Yona, please."

"Yeah. Mr. Gustus, I respect you as a good enemy, but this is a fight. I'm not asking you to forgive me, but be prepared."

"Is your interrogation going to take place? It's an honor."

In the battle ahead, Gustus acknowledges Yuna's strength. No matter how flexible the flesh is, it is obvious that in Yona's opponent, the flesh is torn and the bones are broken. Still, Gustus never missed his gaze from Yona. If Yuna, who has rather sent herself down, is the opponent, it even feels proud.

"Okay, I'll go. Gob man, wish!

"Gob!"

"... what?

The red goblin according to Yuna's voice had wings in both hands.