Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

It was like a desert wind with a rough, hot breath filling a slightly darker cave.

The hyena covering the head is a proof of bravery and strength in its species.

The golden fur, like velour, grown all over the body except the face, is a natural armor with tough toughness and not scratched with a bad blade, and the body that looks skinny is packed with ultra-high quality muscles of different quality than people's objects. A tail stretched from his glutes showed anger and stood thick and high.

A sharp nail is protruded against the inner wall of the cave, carving several lines without a sound. Side by side with an ever-increasing scar, the long shadow - Sapi frowned and swallowed a sigh.

Beast Man (Wor Beast).

The "Steel Tiger Clan" boasts martial arts protruding among the subhuman (Demi Human) with the factor of the beast. It is called the late Reaper of its strength, a race that is following the path of ruin because of its temperament absurdity.

The partner given to Sapi was an extremely good warrior, and at the same time had the same temperament absurdity and pride that must have been rumored.

A rough aura rises that feels chilly from a body almost the same size as Sapi's, and his shimmering golden eyes wield its killing intentions around him.

"Damn, why, why do I have to be a human being!!

On the wall, a casually gripped fingertip lightly chooses a hard rock. The beast man is one of the most powerful species in the sense of pure muscle strength, but among them the power of his partner stood out.

The stronger the beast man, the more revered he is. For Sapo, his partner, who has the ability to go far beyond himself, was a longing and inexhaustible being, and at the same time difficult to get along with.

Waiting for that urge to heal somewhat, Sapo speaks up. I was not sure how to talk to him and ended up in the same tone as usual.

"Felsa, calm down. That's a trap, no matter what you think."

A warrior of the Steel Tiger clan, called by name, looks back at Sapo.

Outrageous emotions were coming from each and every one of them.

but Felsa and Sapo of the Steel Tiger clan have equal status that much because of their pure difference in combat ability. Just as Felsa can't hide her anger with the cheap provocation of a human race, she can't think of falling for her peers as one of the proud Blackfeathers.

Sapo's appearance is not as brave as Felsa's. The skinny body does not have as much muscle strength or instantaneous power as Felsa.

But the brilliant black wings that grew on the outside of both arms give Sapo the elusive power to dominate the sky, and the ability of the Black Wings to fly, as rare as the Steel Tigers, is indispensable over the Golem Valley offense.

It is also one of the reasons why the short-tempered Felsa, who is supreme in power, is able to continue to combine with Sapo. Steel tiger warriors only listen to what they admit.

Felsa steps forward in front of Sapo.

There was little difference in height, but the intimidation was different in Sapo, where he sacrificed his combat ability for his ability to fly with Felsa, a raw warrior specializing in combat.

Felsa spits and stares at Sapo with a giraffed eye.

"Trap...? Then you can smash it! You just have to ravage it! If you can't help yourself with some clever conspiracy, you'll be reminded of your shortness with that blood. Ah!

The air trembles, and the beautifully grown feathers of the sapo that received it from close quarters tremble slightly.

Sapo and proud. The power of the Blackfeathers is far inferior to that of the Blacksteels, but a few steps above that of pure people. It makes me lie to say if I'm not angry at the inferior species for making fun of me.

But Sapo answered in a sober voice, trying to take a loud, deep breath once.

"Forget it, our task given to us by the king... no one shall notice"

The Blackfeathers also have their pride. But its quality is different from that of the Steel Tiger clan.

I can swallow it if I want to fulfill an order from the king, such as the anger I have embraced.

A covert assignment given.

That's why the Blackfeathers, known as the Wise Men, were formed with the Steel Tigers, who have the best fighting skills but therefore do not think too deeply about things, and with high mobility. You can't fail because you've been given two rare magic tools to avoid exploration. Answer your expectations, that's Sapo's pride.

to the sharp gaze of the returned sapo. But Felsa's emotions don't seem to heal as much as the hairs. Felsa knows no other means than combat as a way of putting her emotions on the table. Even where I growled, I didn't get any rest.

Coward. Even if for a reason, it's about cowards, such as being provoked and silent. Definitely not what the best warriors do.

If Sapo hadn't stopped, he would have finished the fool he'd provoked by now, Felsa was so sure.

Felsa says in a push-kill voice.

"You can kill him. Witnesses, etc., you can erase them."

I felt the seriousness in those eyes and shook my head sideways in the mood that Sapo was sick of.

"No. That's trying to smoke this one out. In case you lose your temper, you're dead."

"You think I'm going to defeat you?

Felsa sticks out her canine teeth all the time without chewing up Sapo.

It's even a fang that crushes the hands and feet of the hardest metal golem in the Golem Valley, and will chew a thousand as easily as the hands and feet of a beast who isn't specialized in defense.

I feel something limp, but Sapo disagrees with the temperament.

I don't really have the same personality in the first place. Arguments of this magnitude, already countless repetitions.

Use your experience to change your spearhead while taking care not to stimulate pride.

"No, Felsa. There will be no one among humans, such as warriors above your Lord's power. The king admitted it, so he sent you to this land."

".................."

Continue the moment Felsa's breathing subsides slightly.

"But don't forget. That we have not yet completed the king's life. The fact that you are way beyond your expectations!

"Kuh... you magical puppet... you're running away from me when I'm weak..."

You finally remembered, kicked the ground like Felsa was annoyed.

Sapo remembers. Felsa's confident words that a Steel Tiger clan with transcendental power can easily destroy people's magic puppets (mothers), etc.

That is often not a mistake. The Golem Valley golem, which is classified as powerful in the human race, is no different from a puppet doll from a Felsa with hook claws that cleave everything and powerful physical abilities.

Sapo himself suggested that it would not take a long time to accomplish the mission if it were put together by the Blackfeathers, who could ignore the complex terrain and cover to some extent the weaknesses of the Steel Tigers. It can also be said that it was a common perception from the King's acknowledgement of the opinion and his dispatch of the Sapods.

What was unexpected was the wit and learning ability of the magic doll. Mother Golem, who lived in such a wide division that even with wings could not be recognized at once, and the judgment ability to immediately choose to escape.

That ability, which everyone did not envisage, was the reason why it had not yet been possible over the years to accomplish the task of exterminating Mother Golem.

But Sapo is not in a hurry. Because although it was taking time, it was moving forward without anyone finding out.

"Calm down, a little later. Almost no more mothers left, we can destroy them all in less than a year. I don't care about one or two people as long as I can destroy my mother. The king will appreciate our patience."

It's an unexpected event. Surely no one should have noticed. I've never met anyone in years.

But that provocation is definitely aware of the Sapoets.

I had a bad feeling. I have also received reports of brave men appearing in regular contact. Felsa is just brave, but Sapo combines bravery and prudence. Felsa calls it cowardice, but Sapo didn't think so.

If Sapo is timid, the king who Felsa and Sapo will not respect will also be timid.

Rotate your head. Sapo is quick to say things that are not in his mind.

"That's a bluff. There's no way our existence can be broken. We're about to burn it out."

There are two mistakes.

The fact that Sapo, with the magic guide to detective inhibition, was subjected to detective magic the moment he left Felsa.

And Felsa barked back reflexively at the cheap provocation.

But it's not all over yet. Existence has fallen apart, but it has not yet reached the point of encounter.

In the vast Golem Valley, it is highly unlikely that Sapo and Felsa will be found with a magic guide that inhibits detective magic.

Keep calmly calculating in your head.

"For the most part, your lord will be hungry now. If you replenish it, you'll be able to use half your strength."

"... you're right"

Dining opportunities are limited in the Golem Valley, where there are few creatures. Felsa can move without eating to some extent, but her strength is sharply shredded on an empty stomach.

Sometimes Sapo stopped Felsa just when it was depleted.

Felsa is a swine rush but never an idiot. I have some intelligence - just that it keeps violence at its top.

Confirming that Felsa's anger weakened, Sapo sighed of relief unnoticed.

I've been doing well for years, but every time I forgive Felsa, Sapo feels defenseless in front of his predators.

The tail of the standing Felsa loosens slightly.

"In the first place, it won't necessarily mean they're still in the Golem Valley. I don't even think I can stand the roar of your lord directly from the front. There's a chance he already ran away with his tail wrapped around it."

The moment Sapo nearly said that,

'I didn't know you couldn't really show up. Those are the people who looked down! I didn't know you were even willing to take the challenge, but you said no - you're not a warrior! If you're going to run away with your tail wrapped around like a rat, I'm not going to chase you, but if that pride is still in shards, you can call me square and square!

"Huh."

The same voice as yesterday's challenge that sounds small from afar.

There's no way a five-sensed, sharp Felsa misses the sound she hears in an excessively deaf sapo.

The tail of Felsa, who was about to settle down shortly after delusion, stands perfectly. The hair stood upside down and the golden eye pointed in the direction of his voice.