Black Summoner

- Demon King Castle/Training Ground

Let the survivors swim and let Mud and Boga do their tracking for a few days. Personnel from the Kingdom of Doctoria arrived and gradually entered the full-scale demonic capital Grelbarerca restoration work. Nothing. I could have reassembled it from 1 with a rigid black castle fortress (Adaman Fortress), but that's it. Look, there's a problem with shades and stuff. It's perfect for fortifications such as sturdiness, but it's too much of a killing landscape for the people of this country to live in from now on. Even the devil has a heart, as soon as he sees his father-in-law, he knows, and if anyone lives there, a warm place is good.

Well, that's why I got a little time out of the boundaries of reconstruction activities. As I said before, this free time is used to fulfill the mission entrusted to it. There are many fine-tuning of Stra's golem and things to do. But first and foremost, yes...

"Good luck, Kelvin. Yo!

"Well, it's as good as getting in touch with my dad. I hope it's so easy to break through."

- It is a fervent battle between Reinhardt and Vegarzeld, the demon Four Heavenly Kings, who had missed the battle at the Tower of Trials. You have to do this first, 'cause I'm not gonna freshen up. No way.

"Already, I'm worried about my habits."

"What is it?

"'Cause you were so eager to coach me,"

"... Kelvin will be Sister Sella's husband in the future, won't she? Something that Serge killed me with a half-baked strength, and I can't help but distract myself. I just tapped into something I could tap into right now. For the most part, the apostles before the fifth pillar were, in many ways, out of standard -"

"That's not honest, Ururi."

"I'll poke you in the cheek."

My consciousness is focused on the demon in front of me, although Serra and Bell are watching noisily in the tourist seat. I can't show you what you're not dressed for.

"Vega, it suits me properly. No!

He said, "I know! Morphological Liberation (Trans.) Huh!

Reinhardt has a sketchbook in his hand and begins to draw something at his fingertips, while Vegarzeld has changed the temperament of the signs early in the beginning. His third eye and hands are glowing demonically. I didn't dare get any information from Lion or Stra, who fought the two of us on our way home. Exciting.

"Hey, do what you can."

"Ahhh! Mr. Gustav recognized me as a man. There's no way I can afford to lose my hand! Don't do everything you can from the beginning! Eight-legged Devil (Dagon)!

When Reinhardt opened his sketchbook to me, there was a monster painted like an octopus there. I wonder if it's called pencil drawing. Very real. Thinking about that sentiment in a corner of parallel thinking, the painting swells gradually -

"I'll deal with you!

Vegarzeld shouted as he rammed straight through the front to block my gaze toward the sketchbook. He squeezed four fists and showered a streak at me at a good rate.

"Colour!?

But the storm never reached me. Fists are bounced against the wall of air, and Vegarzeld lags behind in recoil.

(This juncture that Bell taught me, it's funny after all)

Stretched around me is the S-Class Green Magic [Sticky Wind Anti-Protective Wall (Rive Counter Gum)], the original magic of Bell's Ethereal Wind Anti-Protective Wall (DISECT COUNTER). Because the inherent skill, "Tone Infringement," has no effect, it cannot have an additional effect on the subject touched, but the rubber-inspired guard who protected Demon King Castle from Effil's bombing and Mudfarak's blow is alive and well. The more the range of junctions is narrowed, the action of the viscous wind anti-protective wall (rive countergum) intensifies and attempts to rebel against the forces applied more from the outside. The junction now is small enough to cover me. There's no way you can crack an attack like that.

"Monkey, heh!

"Grr!"

Put the wind on the kick with green magic and let it go all you want with Vegarzeld's rugged abdomen hanging. This method of combat is one of the gifts Bell has taught me. Although still awkward, I can now add magic to kicks as well as fists. Now I can only do green magic wind related, but this is pretty good.

"- Huh!, but, heh!?

Release the multiple impact (hyperimpact) in one direction, and you'll fly without my weak kick or the technique of heavyweight Vegarzeld on this street. You can grant slaughter like a bell, and you're good at application.

(Next... octopus)

When Vegarzeld disappears to the other side, this time a giant blue octopus appears in my sight. Is this the painting that was just painted in the sketchbook? Although it only looks like a real monster from anywhere.

"Hey, eight-legged demon (Dagon)!

It still seems so. Oodako, the eight-legged demon (Dagon), twists his tough toucharm and tries to crush me from all directions, beating me to the ground. but weaker than Vegarzeld's fist because of its power. Naturally, I'm held back by the junction, and it won't reach me. No, does this have a different intention?

"Zgaaaaaa!"

Massive amounts of taco smear fill the area enough to cover the training ground. My vision was completely shut down, although I would never come down directly to me for the benefit of the kingdom. The only thing you can see is the octopus foot that looks beyond the junction. Wrap around the junction with a few tentacles and secure with a suction cup of tentacles. That seems to be the arithmetic for escaping recoil and forcefully compressing the junction. I also feel that the outside of the junction is full of tingling and unpleasant air.

(The fact that it's drifting in the air means it's poison or gas. You look like a snake.... impossible, flush or not)

I'll magically wind a gust and send the surrounding air in a certain direction.

"Urgh......!? Reinhardt, no!

In a certain direction, there is Vegarzeld. The first blown Vegarzeld was about to return. Experience the identity of the air on my behalf.

"This guy's got my poison...! I'm sorry, but I can fix this on my own!

"The removal of hazardous substances from the body took time - look forward!

"Am-!?"

I was running to Reinhardt in a straight line when I removed the sticky wind anti-protective wall (Rive Counter Gum). This juncture is convenient, but it's hard to stay on the spot. I can't move without expanding the range or turning it off. Huh, eight-legged demon (Dagon)? When I shot the wind blade (shot wind) at the moment of disarming, I ran out of paper. Originally it looks like paper armor just on paper.

"Ga, Big Fang Devil (Ganapati)!

Reinhardt aggressively removes one piece of paper from his nostalgia. On paper this is another realistic elephant's, rather than a mammoth painting. You've been prepping, you're prepping.

- Zugaan!

Giant monsters descending as they roar the ground. Don't miss the fierce gas coming out of Reinhardt himself on that earthen smoke. Can't a mammoth monster be poisoned because it's paper? I'm near the poison, but I didn't mean it at all. Well, whatever it is, the results are with us. The poison runs toward Vegarzeld.

"Let it!

"Whoa."

It beamed out of the third. Can't you even do that with those eyes? You were caught off guard because of the distance. A little surprised.

"Don't you dare! My Big Fang Devil (Ganapati) -!

It's easy to hit the wind blade (shot wind) because it's very targeted. Mammoths, like Oodaco, became multiple pieces of paper and were flushed with the poison gas towards Vegarzeld. Oh, it looks like there's gas in the third.

"Belle, did you work out properly?

"You're in shape. Disgruntled?"

"No, we're talking about Reinhardt and Vegarzeld. When you resuscitated him, you trained him from one, didn't you?

"... Daddy's been trying his hardest."

After that, I was able to safely turn down the untrained.