Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

The straight distance from the battle point of the Fujido row is 300 meters in length.

In terms of distance alone, it seems close, but the tombs are intertwined, with corners and walls between them. Don't worry about finding it.

There were no screams mixed with the intense combat noises echoing through the aisle and coming from afar.

Amelia says as she pulls the chain of light that binds the undead she sends next, as if she were also going for a dog walk.

"Sounds good."

"Right."

Amelia's words were terminal but gave an accurate indication of the current situation.

The sacrament of the Spica, The Leading Light (Reading Torch), which I managed to use overnight, is a very preliminary one. Skills that have the effect of keeping the surrounding undead away, they are aggressive for once, but can't kill the undead where they are bumped, and they won't last long with Spica's current divine powers in the first place.

But still, it seemed enough to make Fujido's spiritual pillar.

"How did you make sacred art available?

"It's a simple implication. It's like child deception. For once, we've made the bottom line available, but it depends on Spica's own efforts to grow in the future."

There are patterns in which weak or pure things work as a benefit. I've never been educated as a teacher. There's nothing I can say.

Amelia gave me a truly unflinching look in my answer, but she didn't say anything.

The night dawned and Fujido entered the Euthis tomb for the second day. That speed of crusading the undead was not the ratio of the day before.

If Fujido, the leader, recovers, the burden on Aria will be reduced, and if Aria's burden is reduced, there will be less chance that Rimis will use witchcraft. Gresha is... he doesn't even know if he's going to get to the level or not and I don't care about the crack, but if he can calm down and defeat the demon with minimal movement, he'll need to consume less health.

Somewhat, I thought Spica's growth would get me back on my mind, but honestly, this result is more than I expected.

"How many eyes?

"Hmm... the actual number of crusades is three hundred and twenty-third, two hundred and fifty-first if it's just what's left of the proof."

"It would be time to get used to it. Send evil spirits (Reis)"

At first, I send a 'walking boner' who has a hard time feeling fear, followed to some extent by a living corpse (living dead) with a strong odor and grotesque appearance. It also sends evil spirits (Reis) who specialize in mental attacks at the end where they can be defeated to some extent.

If I had sent Reis first, he might have been deprived of consciousness in The Mourning Scream (Bad Scream), as he did when he was first wiped out, but perhaps now he can bear it.

"... Looks like you're still fighting over your teeth?

"I don't know. I'm not here to make Fujido and the others feel better."

"... ok"

Eventually, we stopped sending the undead, and we were just going to watch and let Fujido himself explore the grave to find the undead and fight.

Even if it's to increase efficiency, we'll always get it. That'll have a negative impact later. We are only... auxiliaries.

Amelia opens up one of the undead who was bound - Reis, who shouts voiceless with a mixed look of sadness and resentment. It strikes this way in a shaky motion, pointing it in the direction of Fujido and the others, who are good at using Undead's repellent "Leading Light (Reading Torch)".

Reis gave a scare-running scream like a beast's squeal, but disappeared towards the Vines as soon as he fled.

§

'Well, are we on our way to a solution...'

For the first good report in a long time, there was some relief in Craio's voice as well.

The second day ended lightly with nothing in particular.

There are no notable issues. I'm still somewhat uncomfortable with Reis, but I can take him down. It is a sign that the fear of the undead is gradually being overcome.

Fujido and the others are already in bed, and today Amelia is taking on Spica's sacramental teacher in my place. Amelia is already on her way to the dormant room of the Fujido and there is no one on her side.

Some levels have also gone up, 28 for Fujido, 27 for Aria, 19 for Remis, and 10 for Spica. Spica hasn't reached a level because she still can't use enough exorcism to defeat the undead, but Gregorian challenges will also manage to end by tomorrow.

That would cut off the edge of them and Gregorio, too. The rest of the sacrament to Spica is just something I should teach you from time to time. Only level up...... I haven't done anything but it's unnatural to go up there, so I'll just have to leave it to the Fujido guys.

"What about the chase from the Demon King?

"As it stands, there's no sign of it. Well, even if it came to it, it wouldn't be a problem. I can deal with him, Gregorio."

We still don't know how the Demons are following the signs of the brave in the first place. Beyond that, this one will always turn to the recipient.

I wasn't too worried about it this time, as I'm not even going to stay in the land for long.

"Is the brave still going to take a hand?

"I'm not going to be much tighter, but I'm going to continue in my current form until I get some level"

When I say help from the shadows, there are limits to what I can do.

I don't think Fujido will be able to defeat the Demon King where he kept doing this, and I don't joke about brave men in pure culture.

Now I'm just following around because I'm at a high risk of dying, and the monks were going to stop getting ahead of the field and turn their hands on the other side when I grew up somewhat less worried. Anyway, there's so much to think about.

Sliding through the door of the room, a whole rayce breaks in.

Wipe it away silently by releasing an 'arrow of light' and confirm.

"I want you to tell me how Gregorio is doing. If there's anything he's after."

"Oh. I'm getting reports from him that... there's still work to be done in the land."

……

That's information I didn't really want to hear.

I've convinced him, but basically it's not going to be a busy thing to do with him, and it's hard to predict what's going to happen. After all, you should just leave the land without staying too long.

The fact that Craio doesn't give us more information means that Craio hasn't heard it himself. There's no way Craio won't confirm it, so it would be a Gregorian side issue. Report properly, Gregorio!!

Destiny and fluffy words. Explain them properly and clearly!

Instead of shouting, sigh one to seal your emotions and switch your head. It is not a reality escape. This is definitely not an escape from reality, but I can't care less about Gregorian.

We have to look at the future. I hear things that have always bothered me.

"Speaking of which, what happened to Stefan, who said he was sending me a new one? It's been almost ten days since I asked..."

I dispatched them in just a few hours when Amelia... well, maybe when Amelia was originally prepared to dispatch them.

From the next correspondence I requested dispatch, I thought the exchanger would be here soon because he changed hands, but a good number of days have already passed since the request. Whatever it is, it's a little late.

To my question, Craio said in a rare and tired voice.

"Lost."

"... bad, please do it again"

"I'm late because I'm lost"

Turn your neck around and throw your gaze around. No one could take it for me.

... obsessed... child? I have no idea. I don't know what that means.

Think seriously about what that means. Nobody, a quiet room is great for thinking.

Craio continues to lurk his eyebrows and think about me as if I were an excuse.

"They accidentally got on the opposite side of the carriage going that way. I should have followed you. Oh, it's my mistake. Ares, I'm sorry. I'm sorry...... but I put on an escort and sent it again... it should be there soon '

Where I owe you an apology, isn't it?

It's not anger or sadness, it's pure doubt.

"How old is Stefan?

I only talk to the extent I count, but my voice shouldn't be so young.

"Sixteen. Ares, she's still young... but she's a prodigy. '

"In sixteen...... lost?

XVI. He is already of adult age in this country. I had a fierce and unpleasant feeling.

Desperately tell yourself. Hang the self-implication.

Nothing. It's for everyone, like going the wrong way. Wrong carriage to ride...... I also feel the lack of confirmation is too much......

Prodigy... what the hell is God...

"... directional tone deafness... is it?

'Well... it's different in the narrow sense, but it might be said to be so in the broad sense. Perhaps the landscape in our eyes is different from ours. Ares, she's... she's the direction of life. Ha'

Nobody said anything good... Ha... you, you weren't such a character.

Nothing. Didn't look so problematic personality for a minute we talked...

"Could it be a problem child?

'That's what I told you, Ares. You said it. He wants me to send him because he wants to give it a try even if there is a problem. Don't you?'

"You don't have any church talent."

That's not supposed to happen, but after I ran into Gregorio, I was told I was even more lost or something...

Besides, Stefan asked for it from me, so I can't blatantly complain.

Amelia's got that one too... she's got a strong habit. I don't hate it.

I didn't accidentally come out. I didn't touch my true meaning, Craio said, as if to delude me.

Ares Crown, God bless you.

"... that word is not a pardon."

Don't use it every time, it's traumatic!