Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

I noticed the air trembling slightly, and I raised my face.

The shield that was hung on the wall really shivers slightly. Some of the other mercenaries who were wearing weapons also seemed to have noticed it, with a surprising look around them.

"I'm not doing it..."

It feels like the skin is slightly drawn. The impact of "Roar (Howl)", also used by Fujido in the tomb, has reached this far away.

Perhaps Ultz used it during training. Roaring is a severe attenuation rate of power due to distance. Shocks don't reach this far in pure humans.

Ultz is a half giant (half giant). It is a mixed race of people (humans) and giants (giants), passing on the power of both in a balanced way.

The power of the people who greatly improve their abilities due to rising levels, and the power of the giants with remarkably high foundational abilities - especially excellence in endurance and muscle strength.

Generally, the mixed blood of a person and a subhuman (demi-human) possesses the qualities of an excellent warrior. Ultz was a good example of this. The roar that reaches far is the typical qualities of the Giants (Giants) and is sometimes called the 'Roar of the Giants (Gigers Howl)' in a way that is distinguished from the 'Roar' because it is so different in power.

Before Ultz became a monk - it was also a tactic he was good at when he was still a mercenary.

Apparently, after a few years, the essence hasn't changed yet.

I frowned and concentrated my nerves, but I just didn't know anything at this distance.

"I didn't tell you to do that."

All I asked for was to teach you how to use your powers. Well, but we should leave it to the other side more than we asked.

If you get used to fighting Ultz, you'll be able to fight more than five minutes against the Golem here.

I just thought about it in a half-reality escape mood, and the arms store owner came back from behind the counter.

"You kept me waiting. I've been searching... that's all we have for now"

A savvy finger pinches the bullet earlier in the thumb and places it on the counter.

Silver bullet that keeps it uniquely shiny. Once you look at it, you'll see. That was the rarest St. Silver (Mithril) bullet in the world.

I've heard of silver bullets, but it's not sane to mold more rare holy silver into bullets that are consumables than that.

"Mithril's weapons are rarely brought in, and even if they are, they sell right away. All we have is a sample brought in. That's all."

Check the bullet. Nothing, I'm just looking for holy silver as a medium of superior junction, so whatever, but that bullet was just a distortion to call a bullet.

Originally, holy silver is a metal that is difficult to process. I don't think it can be used as a bullet.

Place the bullet on your desk after observing it all the way through and ask somehow.

"Do you have a gun that can shoot this?

"Hey. In the first place, you can't mass produce bullets even if you can shoot them. It's just a product of morality."

The arms dealer says with a bitter look. There is no surplus in the Holy Silver, which has an excellent effect on the Demon Nation. Especially now that the Demon King is invading, Holy Silver is also one of the most gram-per-gram expensive metals.

I lost four in the battle of Zalpan and currently have two knives of holy silver in my hand. The junction needs four mediums, but Mace and this bullet make it just four.

Putting up a bond will render you powerless, but it will be enough as a connection between a new church and being able to replenish it. Enough?

"... ok. Let's get that."

"You like it, you too"

It was a broken price as a bullet, but I can't change my belly on my back. Remove the gold coins from the wallet and carefully place them on the counter.

Honestly, I was lucky because I thought it was five minutes before I could get a misrill. It's been really valuable lately. Strategic supplies that have a high effect on the Demon Nation are supplied in preference to the front.

"Is there anything else you need?

The blacksmith counts the gold coins and looks up at me and asks.

To the words, I remembered how Gregorio was.... I was going to give it a try.

"Right...... you got a sturdy devil's skin or something?

"Devil's skin? What do you use it for?

"Roll it up, pull it, throw it... give me a mace"

"What are you talking about, you"

It was stared at with the eyes of even the abnormal.

Well, don't you leave it at the weapons store... the demon biomaterial is generally abhorrent. The next time the devil shows up, he'll have to peel it off his hands.

I thank the store owner for leaving somewhere to go and go outside.

Just outside, I ran into Amelia and Stae.

They were asked to replenish supplies and contact church headquarters. When Stay finds me and unwraps the hand Amelia was grabbing, he just rushes over. On its back was a backpack the size of its own.

That's level 72...... seems to have so much power against appearance. Now, when this system is three, there will be supplies for three...

"Uh, it's Mr. Ares. Good luck."

"What did HQ say?

Ignore the stay and ask Amelia. Amelia looked bitterly at the stay rushing towards me out of her own hands, but she answered immediately.

"Especially... the front with the Demon King Army seems to be still in a tough situation, but it seems to have stagnated over the past month"

Stagnation in January, huh? A month ago - it matches the time I busted Zarpan. I don't know if it has anything to do with it, but there's no way the HQ hasn't thought about it to that extent.

Now that the invasion of the Demon King's Army has intensified and many nations have perished, the nations of the people are united as never before. I guess the Demon King's Army, which was originally proud of its overwhelming power to attack and destroy the nation's land, is also hard to push if it is just a coalition opponent.

If Fujido grows correctly and his name is on the table, people's morale will be even higher. Maybe the Demon King side is wary of that too.

"70... No, if you raise it to 80..."

How old is it now? 29......?

One year... two years... three years... no, five years...? Hmmm......

"Aren't you getting more and more standards, Mr. Ares? I don't think so."

Exactly. Perhaps neither Luke nor the church will wait that long. It's been a long time, like two years... but I'm anxious. I'm anxious.

It's only been up to 29 in less than three months, that guy.

But that ends here, too. Finish it. I'm going to level up here - yes, I just want to make it about 50 in a month. Probably should be able to overlap quite impossibly, one or two could die. I'm sorry to hear that, but let Gresha die here.

Renew your resolve.

That's when the pointless death candidate number one stay grabbed my arm. That gaze is pouring into what's in my hand.

"Is that it? Mr. Ares, what do you have?

"... Holy Silver (Mithril) to be the medium of the kingdom."

"You got it"

Amelia rounds her eyes. The rarity of misrills is well known. Holy silver items are rarely given to monks, excluding heretic exterminators, even inside the church where most of the holy silver is supposedly held.

On the other hand, Stae, who has been questioning me, had a strange neck.

"It's not enough, though. I don't want to imitate Mace as much as possible as a medium of connection."

Especially not here.

"The Wrath of God (Lars of God)" is a mace created with all the pieces of the Church. There is no replacement. If I fall under a cliff, I have to run down a cliff.

I'm really glad it was the knife that flew me to Zalpan in that sense.

Stay tilts his neck and looks up at my face with black innocent eyes.

But this guy, he's slowly losing his temper.

"Something?

"Do you have a misrill?

"... right. I'm filing a notice with the church."

That's all I said, it sounded like I was gonna rip something apart.

Round your eyes. He was pulling the button at the top of his coat as the stay grinned. (i) A bespoke coat that does not seem like a Sister's coat. It's a white button with a fine balance. The missing button slightly opens the chest

"... what are you doing?

"Yes, I'll give it to Mr. Ares!

He's looking at me with white eyes. Take my hand, and stay makes me hold the button.

Cold metal feel. I slowly pinched it up in front of me silently.

It's a finely crafted white button. I felt my cheeks pull.

"... Ms... it's Lil..."

"To?"

Amelia raises the loose voice between them.

Definitely. Is the original gloss processed or erased, but definitely holy silver.

Review the stay from top to bottom with a snarling happy grin on it.

Black skirt. Knee socks. The black coat has buttons one, two, three, four...... hey, it's also on the sleeve, this guy!?

Repeat as if the stay illuminated the information previously heard from around Amelia.

"My coat... it's a special order."

"Amelia, strip this guy naked. This guy's gear... it's a misrill."

"Huh...? Oh, yes."

Even if you knew what was special, you didn't know that it was made of Mithril. Amelia is trying to be pompous.

Well, I don't normally think. I didn't realize it until they told me it was me. What kind of idiot would think to make buttons out of misrills? I can't notice it unless I observe it carefully because it has erased its gloss.

Speaking of which, I hear Amelia was told when she complained to Craio about the stay dispatch.

Stay said... he has what I need.

That's no way...

Exactly is the current order dissatisfied, Stay asks terribly.

"Oh, uh... the... I'm out of what I'm wearing?

I grabbed that shoulder with both hands. Order Stay with a serious look.

"Stefan Veronido. I'll give you the only order you can give."

"What... what is it?

The stay swallows a sagging spit.

"... your father - ask the Cardinal. He wants a spare coat."

"Huh... to my dad?

The look on Stae's face, who was tense to nervousness, loosened. I guess it wasn't the same assignment as I thought.

"That's right. To my dad."

"Nothing...... fine"

Stay pointing his lips at some dissatisfaction.

I guess saying you got thrown a spoon doesn't mean you're unfriendly, that look has no shadow. I mean, I can't imagine a shady stay or anything.

And I've never met him, but Sylvester's probably a fool. Normally I don't care. I don't give my daughter a coat with a misrill button. I mean, he said it was his current outfit, his regular coat, but I guess he regularized it for stay... for this minute.

Ex-biggest merchant... fucking rich.

"And three clothes."

And when it arrives, strip naked.

Are you sure it'll work? Oh, yeah. I could use it well......!

"Ares, are you a ghost..."

Amelia shook her body with a stunned look when she realized my intentions.