An area covered in black clouds far from the kingdom of Ringle.
A creepy castle stands high in a place that cannot be described as a human habitable environment.
"... Hmm"
The Lord of the Castle is a beautifully shaped man sitting in a heavily decorated chair.
His surroundings were dim and seasonal with throne-like interiors.
In front of him was a long-haired red-haired woman kneeling. The woman's appearance was difficult to describe as human, her face neat to red hair stretched about to her shoulders on brown skin and, above all, her eye catching was a threaded corner on her head.
The man slowly opened his mouth to a red-haired woman who appeared to be subordinate.
"What's going on at the end of the invasion of the kingdom of Ringle?
"It's going well. Troops are now ready and ready to invade, and marching will begin shortly."
The questioned subordinate-like woman faintly returns so without anger at the demeanor of the magnificent man.
"Well...... fine. Back off."
"Ha."
The woman, with a respectful head, obeys the man's orders and leaves the room.
The woman out of the room exhales as if the tension had been resolved before.
"Ha... conversation with the Demon King still stuffs my breath"
"Are you sure? Third Army, I can't believe you, the Legion Leader, said that..."
"... Hurluck"
From behind the woman who vomited stupidity, a man with sheep-like horns growing on his head, Hürluck, spoke in a crumbling tone.
"It won't matter. The Demon King is a generous man, disrespectful to the extent of me, he doesn't care as much as Mao. How about you? Dr. Demon Hall?"
"Oh no, don't call me by that weird name. It's synchronous, Huluk's fine."
"Hmm......"
Huluk scratching his head like he had trouble with a woman who walked out like he wasn't interested.
"Ha ha, the answer to my question just now... the prototype of the demonic monster is complete"
"Oh, who can do that?"
"Powerful poison and sharp fangs on a large body. In addition to that, beauty beyond the boundaries of life…"
"What's your name?"
"Demon Monster Prototype 72, Baldinak! My masterpiece!"
"Hmm? Same name you used to call me number 71, huh? What's wrong with that?"
When a woman speaks up questioning the words of Huluk, he puts his hips on the ground on the spot while keeping his eyes closed.
"Oh, that kid. That kid was brilliantly repelled by the Legion Leader of that country when he marched in the previous kingdom of Ringle... I was in a mood where I lost my child."
"Legion leader Siggles? With his strength, it's possible to repel him."
What floats behind a woman's brain is a knight with a fiery, bony sword and his enemies.
But in the battle ahead, there was a more troublesome group than him.
"Uh, I don't know much about technicians, do I?"
"Yes, those are them. Soldiers who do not fight despite being on the battlefield. I don't know how hard they made me struggle in the last fight..."
A woman with a bitter look who remembers her march to the kingdom of Ringle earlier. The failure of earlier invasion operations hurt her pride so much.
One questioned her with a bitter look, Huluk casts a question on the woman with a strange face.
"Well, why don't we just usually take them down first?"
"... I can't. They're not the usual people. Besides, even moving with an injured person is not very different from normal conditions. And their boss..."
"And the boss?"
………
What the hell happened to that boss when he looked at a woman who looked up at her face and ate her teeth? I think so, Huluk. The woman begins to explain herself.
"Their boss is a healing magician."
"... I see, healing the injured brought in by his men in a safe place..."
"That's what his men do. He flies out on the battlefield himself and heals his injuries on the spot... Abominable is immortality, however attacked, to the point where he is mistakenly seen by outsiders who instantly heal his injuries, fatigue. That's impossible with normal healing magic. So much healing speed. It is a rare and inconspicuous magic called healing magic at its root. It keeps his flesh at its best."
"... if you use it that way, the normal human body can't stand it"
I'm not called Dr. Demon by Huluk and Dada.
The structure of the human body is also familiar because even humans are in it as research subjects. From the discourse she spoke, no matter how much she demonstrated her ability to transcend human limits, there is no way that a human being can withstand muscle tissue, bone, or visceral pain.
Not to mention something that would try to carry it out, which would have to be a reckless man without orders.
"It's a problem because I endure it. Before the demon king is resurrected, all you have to do is kill my master and lose your right eye."
"Of the First Regiment... I thought you knew it was a monster."
"... I don't know, I don't know at all"
To a woman who cuts white only, a sighing Huluk.
"... to survive against your master... is quite hands-on."
"Huh, the rookie in my unit doesn't believe my story as much as the hairy one though. You're going to experience it so much that you don't like it in your next invasion operation."
"You say so much..."
"But I myself, in my next invasion operation... will clear my master's thoughts... by discussing him... with Rose."
"Your master is alive, though," she whimpered casually, sparing Huluk, and the woman turns her face in one direction of the kingdom of Ringle.
"Hang on to this Armilla Belgrette name!"
"Your role in this one is to command the soldiers, so you shouldn't be on the front line..."
"Ah......"