Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

I want professional scouts.

High level. There are limits to tracking with sharpened senses (taste) and endurance (toughness).

Once again, I felt normal when it came to the obvious.

I can do anything to the extent of tailing Fujido, but I have the knowledge and experience to track small traces based on them. I managed because the trail was obvious when I went after Gresha in the Vale Great Forest, but if I only had a little more skill, I would have found my prey much easier.

It is within the bounds of the Church that the power of the Holy Virgin extends. The members belonging to the church basically have a large monk (Priest) line, and no member has outstanding tracking abilities, even if they have personnel for combat.

I have a feeling Gregorio or something is going to do something about it, but what I want is elite, backed up by solid skill and experience, not color.

Given the smooth activities ahead, it would be easier if people with tracking skills could be included among themselves.

Ultz steps on the earth and, like a typhoon, involves and destroys the newly emerged golems. I was checking the ground and cliffs with that in mind. Damn, you don't have to do this if you have scouts.

It's not even white land. It's white rock. When viewed nearby, little difference in colour was known, but from above, the change was evident.

"Mr. Ares. Look at this."

Amelia raised her voice and turned to the ground.

There are three small holes in the spot where I pointed my finger. You wouldn't notice it if you weren't careful, but obviously it wasn't made naturally.

Touch the edges with your fingertips. It's a hole as deep as the first joint.

Strong winds degrade the rundown and the rocks, and the spirits of a full earth repair the rocks. Such a small hole, should disappear easily. I don't know to what extent it will disappear, but it hasn't been a month since it was done.

"Perhaps a trace of Mother generating a golem. Because they insert tentacles and transmit magic to the earth."

"Do you know how long ago it was?

"I'm not a specialist, so learn more..."

Amelia cheeked in trouble.

If you stay... if you stay, you know what I mean!? No... he can't. How about Cacao!?

Amelia added, thinking about the lack of other love.

"But with all this spirits... I think it will be repaired soon. Wouldn't it be back to normal in a week?

A week... a week, huh? That's all I need to know.

It's hard to even think of staying in the middle of such a prominent path for a long time.

If you are generating a golem while moving, you can predict the motion of the mother by finding a similar location and connecting it with a line. It should be possible to predict when it was made due to the degree of repair of the hole.

Amateur awkward prediction, but now I don't have to rely on it.

Standing up, he stares at the shattered golem and throws his voice at Ultz, who breathes rough.

"Hey, Ultz. If you're satisfied, let's move on."

"Oh... Got it"

§

Foot wrapped up...... to stephane the stomping, me and the group of Ultz and Amelia in charge of the exposures.

This is the best combination I can make right now, but Ultz is a borrower, Madame is on my side, but I don't want to make too much borrower.

I want to keep the period as short as possible.

Every single one of our actions carries costs and risks. Ultz, in particular, has only a large body and a severe drain on energy. The food consumption rate is not the same as when it was just me and Amelia.

If we don't deliver results, we can't even get a budget. All you have to do is save money when you think about hiring new people.

I was anxious to chase him for three days. That time came abruptly.

Amelia, who used the detective magic she regularly does, opens her eyes and screams my name short.

The voice alone made me guess. Ultz, who was slowly relaxing his flesh, senses the atmosphere and turns around.

Look ahead of Amelia's gaze. On the cliff - no, beyond the cliff.

Focus your consciousness but you can't feel anything. It's subtle if we can catch up, but if Amelia can detect it, we always know where the lie is.

Amelia gives the information in a terminal way.

"It's about one and five kilometers. On the road - ah... is that...?

Amelia sounded like she was about to say it. I meditate my eyes and start casting spells again.

Side by side, I put auxiliary magic on myself and Ultz. Strength increases on the limbs. The senses become clear.

Take a deep, deep breath once to infiltrate the flesh with the imparted force. So I finally saw me with the look that Amelia drew.

He tells me in a warring voice.

"No... now"

She's gone? Okay. Let's calm down.

Hearing that voice doesn't upset me. I finally see my tail, something to let go of.

Magic is not omnipotent. Exploratory magic is useful, but even such magic has a dedicated tracking position.

Check the situation first.

"Are they creatures?

"Ha... yes. It could be a mistake..."

"You're out of the realm of exploratory magic?

"... no. I suddenly lost sight of it."

You're new to that, Amelia, and you can't hide the confusion.

Amelia's range of exploratory magic is much wider than my perceptual realm. However, exploratory magic is only useful and countermeasures are widespread.

First of all, if you're a sensitive opponent, you can detect magic activation. If you can use metastatic magic, you can sense it and escape, or you can play it with junctional magic.

It's extremely rare, but we know that with certain magic tools, we can slip through it.

There is also the possibility of Amelia's mistake. There's no chance he got away with metastatic magic. But Amelia is a brilliant magician, worth the bet.

Hold Amelia up with her left arm fluttering because of the shock and order Ultz to throw up.

"We're going after you, Ultz, follow me. Amelia, I need directions on the location."

"…………… is, yes"

Shame on you, Amelia snorts harder than usual. If it was a stay, it would have been easy to carry because it was small. I don't say no.

Kick the ground and run up the cliff in one fly.

Amelia in her arms is vibrating to make her eyes black and white, but she can do anything with sacred damage, so now she just has to be patient.

When you land on a cliff in two seconds, you gaze into Amelia's pointed direction.

What we need is information. The other person's movements give me information. At the end of the gaze is a spectacular Golem Valley canyon. The sign that Amelia felt it for a moment hasn't even caught her sight yet.

Ultz arrives a few seconds late. We've fought many times since we've already been out in the valley, but there's no damage left. This would follow.

"Let's go."

"... oh"

"Ha, yes!

Listening to the voices of a stuffed feather, I walked down a badly scaffolded canyon.

§

Follow Amelia's navigation and run down a slope that continues slowly. The heavy noise you hear from behind is a sign that Ultz is following. Cold droplets of air entering the body's cleavage mouth bitterly stimulate the taste.

I'm not interested in mothers. For me, Mother was nothing but bait.

All you need is information. Tools. Gold. And above all, presence. Plump, roll, peel, spit information. Ultimately feed on existence.

Demon King Klanos is an unafraid opponent. Its depth of caution in anticipating the coming of the brave and sneaking demons into the Great Forest resembles the way some people do.

But his men are not. Zarpan Drago Fani has easily ridden and attacked the provocation with a swine rush.

The man was a fool, but that is the standard of the Demons. A pride high intelligence body born with powerful and incomparable powers.

The Demon Nation is proud of martial arts and is intoxicated by sadism. If Demon King Kranos were to be suppressed of that nature, I'm sure this time the damage caused by Demon King would be far greater than ever before.

But it won't. It won't. The stained properties over the years do not disappear so easily.

The demon king has appeared, and yet, so that the people are not united.

As Ultz, who turned to a monk who hated violence, was delighted to have tragically slaughtered Golem.

Neither people nor demons change so easily.

Amelia opens her eyes and screams small.

"! Mr. Ares, the road, no!

"Right."

The road had disappeared from the direction of travel.

Cut cliffs - I can see a cut cliff about 100 meters over there. Because it went a long way down, or from far down you can hear the sound of a small river flowing.

But Amelia is far ahead of us.

Amelia hugs my body like a reflection. Without slowing down, I jumped big as it was.

Ethereal dome approaches. Something wraps around my arm. The wind envelops the whole body. Hold your breath. In enhanced vision, the world is wide everywhere.

Killed and landed an impact on the ground that approached suddenly as it was. The dust rises but ignores it and instantly confirms the back.

Ultz was dancing in the sky. From close quarters, the intimidating man is also like a tiny bug in the vast sky.

You seem to have jumped without slowing down, but obviously not tall enough. I guess at his weight and level he couldn't jump this distance.

Breathe and pull the wire wrapped around your arm vigorously using your entire arm. Ultz was gripping the end of the long wire.

My feet make a slight noise on the feel of shivers and heaviness. I draw an arc and draw it here so that Ultz, who was about to fall, can jump up according to mechanics.

Landed right next to me. Unable to withstand its weight and momentum, the crushing sound of an explosion echoes around. More severe dust rises than I did.

Waiting for the sand and dust to subside, I said to Ultz in awe as I removed the wound wire from my arm.

"Don't be impotent. What would you have done if the wire hadn't winded up well?"

Ultz rises as he pays off the stuck stone shards. There doesn't seem to be any scratches.

When I pulled the wire back, the unscrupulous man said, flashing.

"No. I didn't wind it, I wound it. And you jumped without hesitation."

"I think it's both"

Amelia flutters up open from her arms. If you've been a lot impotent but energetic to get up, you'll be fine.

There is a majestic sight that doesn't change anything just because you've crossed one river.

But there was a jump.

Next door Ultz distorted his right cheek and had a beastly grin.

"You still smell... close, you're close, Ares. It smells like a beast."

"No more yadda...... I can come home with Mr. Ares. Mr. Ultz, look for me alone."

"Hey, Ares."

"It's the usual Amelia joke, never mind. I don't care anymore."

"Mon."

If you miss now, you'll be on guard next time. That's very annoying.

Amelia, who made a joke but cast an exploratory magic, shook her head sideways small in my gaze.

But the smell remains. It's definitely a trail I was in earlier. I'm pretty sure the beast smell is a beast man, it's pretty likely he's close. That's what Kang says.

"All right, we'll find him."

".................. Yes"

Amelia gave a good reply with a slightly unpleasant look.

I'm sorry I rushed, but you don't like it that much......

That gaze was directed towards Ultz, who was putting his face closer to the ground and exploring the smell. Cold eyes, as if even animals could see them. Please, just be a little more merciful...

Climb the cliff again and take the highest spot around. I was only expecting a little, but I don't see the Beast Man.

Vision was wide, but there were several caves and obstacles on the cliff. There was as much means of hiding as there was of hiding if you tried to hide.

Besides the bad news, the sun is going down. The night is better, but still inferior to the morning. The beast man is often nocturnal. I don't think you'll get ambushed, but you better avoid it as much as you can.

Well...... where to look from. The only indicator I have is the smell. The distance I can detect for you is a kilometer. At least I don't see any significant signs within that range.

As I put my arms together, Amelia slapped her hand properly, looking down the cliff just as she did behind me.

"Mr. Ares, Mr. Ares. I've come up with a good way."

……

I don't have too many good memories of Amelia's thoughts. I appreciate your ingenuity...

I look at Amelia with a frown, but Amelia's expression is the poker face as usual - it was seriously one-sided. You just said you were going home or something.

"Do you want to go home?

"Don't be ridiculous. I'll just finish up and go home and take a shower. with Mr. Ares."

Oh, yes. I'm sorry.

§

"This hipster. Ahhh!! I thought the Beast Man was an excellent warrior, but you lost your pride. You were just bastards! I know the extent of the Demon King's army!

On the cliff. The thunderous clouds of Ultz echo across the canyon.

The voice released from the lung viability of the half giant was awesome to hear from close quarters. It is also convincing that the roar of the giant species is famous.

Under the cliff. I sighed deeply at a big mess of plans as I lurked in a blind spot.

The proponent of a good way to guess is blocking his ears flat and looking up at this one with cat-like eyes.

"No, no, you can't get caught up in all this cheap provocation, no matter how much"

"Mr. Ares. Don't think everyone is as cold-blooded as Mr. Ares. Some idiots have a passion."

"Either you're praising me or you're demeaning me."

But I got on with it because I thought it could be a possibility.

Zalpan was provoking himself. From me, no, it's really hard to understand what a demon tribe is.

Only the voice that Ultz curses for a while resonates. But there's no sign of any action against that voice.

Focus your spirit and sharpen your senses. Perception accelerates and even the passage of time feels slow.

After waiting for a few minutes or so, Amelia gently brought her lips closer to her ear.

"... sorry, I didn't think about the possibility that the other person was a cold-blooded guy like Mr. Ares"

Amelia, you're actually like Stay.

The moment I called it back, the air trembled hard. Reflectively hold Amelia's mouth and shrink her body.

Late and roaring hits the whole body. It doesn't belong to Ultz.

"- Whoa, whoa, whoa."

It's just a voice with a human audible range. It's a faint voice, but it's understandable that there are negative feelings there.

Irresistible rage. It's a beast roar comparable to The Roar of the Giant Ghosts (Giggers Howl), which atrophies the weak with just that.

Look down at the covered Amelia. I was worried it would atrophy, but Amelia was looking up at me with some proud eyes.

Spiritual strength.

Say it again in such a small voice that it disappears into a growl.

"We don't have enough cold-blooded men like Mr. Ares."

"... right"

Maybe they don't like you?

Amelia said with a good look as trivial questions crossed the back of her brain.

"Let's get this business started."