Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

The Beast Man (Wor Animal) is a powerful species, but in general its danger is assumed to be one step inferior to the Demons and the Undead. This is why.

There are individual differences, but they are very weak in the hands.

The demon leather Gregorio sent me. Turn the knife wrapped around it with your fingertips.

The beast man named Felsa gives me the look of a demon different from what he was pointing at Ultz.

I shrug my shoulders in a gaze of strength as if that was all I could kill.

Nothing is more horrible than a beast by hand. Considering my athletic abilities, I will stop ten meters in front of my presumed need for a beat to approach.

Three throws at both ankles and shoulders. The steep point, the damage done to the leg, not the fatal wound, is a major disadvantage to Felsa, who makes it the most agile weapon.

Ultz opens his mouth with stunned eyes.

"Ares -"

"Oh, I know what you're trying to say. I'll ask you later, so shut up now."

I did something wrong. It's against humanity, such as using Ultz and Amelia as a candlestick - but Ultz would have kicked the idea if he had told the truth. Even if you didn't kick it, it's likely that Felsa found out about the trivial discomfort that would result in your behavior. Ultz doesn't like belly art.

I am not righteous. It's not justice, but the result is the result.

If these prides fight and beat from the front squarely, my pride lies in winning with any hand.

"Felsa, you are a terrible warrior. I estimate your crusade aptitude level to be - seventy-five. Of course, if you fought at a party."

Magic conductor and monk. More avant-garde and long-range physics, if there are a total of six people and you don't question the means, you can fight five minutes.

Conversely, it is difficult to relate to a level of 90 by yourself. Even if it's not impossible - like I didn't take that response.

This beast has too much power. Every time a protruding individual becomes beyond the control of every human being.

As you can see from the fact that Ultz had beaten each other decently and lost in local power, I'd be terribly cautious if it was the Demon King who decided to send Felsa. I shouldn't have been able to afford to send this level of warrior to such a neighborhood... needless to say I wouldn't have had a long walk if Fujido and the others had encountered it.

Bumps and squeaks like Felsa forgot the pain she got the knife.

"Holy... brave... stupid - why are you here - no - 75, so!?

Holy Valor. There is an unlimited chance that Felsa will be Demon King related from the whining word.

Felsa stands up. But I guess it hurts, my center of gravity was shaking. I aimed at the tendon, not in a decent standing position.

"It's a guy called Party Play, you've learned that, haven't you? It just breaks my bones to deal with you on my own."

Throw the knife with all your might as you speak.

The aim is Felsa's eyes. It flew straight out of the front like a bullet, and Felsa jumped it with her fingernails without incident.

The Beast Man is resistant to physical attacks. Originally, if you're going to deal with these guys, there's a magician.

Felsa approaching, albeit welcoming. Golden hair covering the whole body, fangs on hook nails. A long tail pokes heaven as if it embodies its wrath.

How much less power? Can you pull the information? No, I wouldn't throw up if I tortured you. You can't risk forcing a handy tiger into captivity, and there's no cage where you can keep him locked up.

He looks into the eyes of gold glorifying the violent light and opens his mouth again.

"It's the Steel Tigers. Golden fur sturdier than iron armor, nails sharper than swords. Born with steel muscles, he has the highest ability among beasts - the power to embody a thousand horsemen."

"Heh... I'm sorry."

The tingling and its frowning move. My fangs peel out and I intimidate this one. The behavior convinced me that the speculation was correct.

At the time the opponent found out he was an animal man, he estimated to some extent the type of enemy. This is the strongest beast I could imagine. I've fought for about two people in the past, but still wasn't an individual so far.

10,000 unjust warriors who will not be opponents no matter how many miscellaneous soldiers they gather. It's not what I figured out how many dead people would have died if I showed up in a riot.

"Very lucky."

……

Lift up the mace, point the iron sphere grown on your head at Felsa and provoke it.

"We're so lucky to get rid of you here. A brave man is a hassle, no matter what kind of monster he is, he has to fight, and he has to protect his people."

"Ku... and, hey, I'll... I'll kill you!

A grudging and angry voice. Its center of gravity, which was fluttering, recovers.

The knife of Holy Silver (Mithril) was sure to pierce the fur. You're squeezing your last force, and your shitty, shining eyes were pounded into the steeple, not the beast's.

I don't think I'll keep it long, but I wonder if I can speed it up earlier.

Switch your mind. A few minutes as I kept it. Even if we can move forward, we won't be able to make precise moves. This one would be advantageous... but I have one thing to worry about.

Though I generally have predictions...

"Ares, this is my..."

Stabbed with water by a duel, Ultz, who was confused, opens his mouth again.

Ignoring that, he asked the tiger gaze and the beast aiming at this neck.

"What's wrong with you, buddy?

"... what?

Felsa's movements stopped for a moment at my inquiry and her eyes opened wide.

Look up at the sky as you turn your attention there. There is no cloud or shadow in the sky.

"He's one of us. I was on guard with your people. Is he here? Excellent flying companion. He's a little smarter than you."

……

Felsa's eyes slowly lose color and her ears shake busily.

Keep trying to tell it.

"I was more vigilant that way than you. Anyway, it's hard for us to attack without wings. It's hard to chase them if they get away with it. It's a rough opponent to think about, not at all. My delay in coming to this place was also to be vigilant. It's hard to deal with two people on your own."

It is a lie. It's true that I was on guard, but I thought I could only catch one in ten, eighty-nine, provocations.

Because if the smarter ones were alive, they would have tried to stop Felsa from doing anything. In other words, the other is not alive that the Steel Tiger tribe in front of him is here.

That's why I've been watching you kill signs under the cliff the whole time.

I put Amelia down to make a point in a space of nothing. That makes vigilance less even.

Either unconsciously eliminate where Amelia is doing nothing or consciously neglect the back there, this time she let me hang an ambush from Amelia's side because it was the former. Although I may not have had to because I seemed obsessed with the power comparison.

Felsa squeals bumps and looks around without being busy. And I screamed.

"Sa... po... yeah! Sapo, come on!

"Hmm? Is he alive...?

Ask in a pungent voice. I knew it, there's no way I'm alive.

If he's alive, say from his mouth, whose is the smell of dark blood drifting from his fingernails?

I told Felsa I haven't seen reality yet.

"I thought you were here, just like I expected, eating your precious people."

"... ah... oh... is...?

Felsa leaked a grumpy voice. An expression like I heard even in incredible words.

I say it out loud so that Felsa, who is in a state of oblivion, can hear me as I walk over there.

"What, that's a common story. When you lose me, you follow your instincts, that's what you guys have, isn't it? No wonder one or two of my people ate it. So there's no need to let me down, or rather, as much as I'd like to thank you. Thank you for reducing our troublesome enemies,"

I thought it was possible. Not likely but not unlikely.

I had all the patterns floating around my back of my brain. And the current state is the best pattern of my scenario.

Somehow he cleared me of someone with the rare ability to fly.

And it would be even better if you were shocked and blunted your movements.

"Mr. Ares...... Outside Road"

I grumble with Amelia's pulled expression, but if I can save the world by being an outside road, I'll be an outside road, too.

"Stupid... did I, uh, eat the sapo?

"Was it good?

"Shut up. Shh!

Felsa flies like a reflection. Because of the wound or because it was grumpy, its speed is much slower than when it was relative to Ultz.

Beat the flying beast diagonally down with a mace. The hard feeling, as if even metal had beaten him, conveys the mace.

I don't intend to let him live and return, just in case I named him Holy Brave.

Felsa bounced the ground several times like a rubber ball and fell and lay low.

Immediately approach it and try to launch it with a mace to aim at its head. Moments, I guess it's almost a reflex, Felsa guarded her head with her arms.

Can it still move? Terrible beast. But natural healing power is far inferior to demons and undead. The wounds inflicted will never heal during this battle.

"Have you eaten or not, you know right away with your belly condition, right?

Beat Felsa with a mace who can't move properly, shaking her.

It would have been easier if there had been lethal poison. With paralysis poison and restraints, I might have been able to tie him up.

But no. I couldn't get it without asking an alchemist (alchemist) who specializes in it, such as the poison that stuns this level of the beast man, and there was nothing I could do about it.

The gold fur rubs on the ground and gets thin and dirty. It's as if it shows a decline in its power.

Felsa's eyes trying to get up with her arms, but she still had power.

I'm shocked that I ate one of my people. But at the same time, the fact that we are being unilaterally attacked inspires the warrior's instincts.

To Felsa, who shakes her arm up, I approach from the front and shake down the mace.

Felsa tries to take it, but Mace pops his arm as it is and sticks it in its skull.

"Huh."

"No way, you think I'm weaker than Ultz?

Felsa was in a bad position. I had a weapon that conveyed more than enough power. And above all, there was a level difference between me and Ultz that outweighed the differences in natural physical abilities.

But whatever it is, it is too licky. I'm a heretic hunter.

"I did the trick... because that was the best solution"

But it's hard nonetheless. Zalpan's incredible defense was due to the protection of the Evil God, but this guy has hard bones, meat, and fur.

Killing twitches isn't right for sex, but can't you help it?

I don't give you a standing gap or anything. Beat the beast man approaching and lying on the ground with a mace. Shake your brain and weaken your muscles. Felsa has nevertheless responded. Probably wary of knives, look at gaps and throw knives but that's all they play desperately. It would have been a little easier if I had a dagger, but I gave that to Spica.

Terrible endurance. It's incredible that there's no subsidies, no sustained recovery, etc.

Damn it, I'm still in Lukes, but I have to deal with such a powerful enemy!

Did you get a scratch on your gut, or cloudy blood drips off your apple and Felsa's mouth? I have no idea why I'm still conscious, uninterrupted in my will to fight, or begging for my life.

"But I'm glad you're here! If we don't get results, it won't lead to the next one!

Alive. Amazing vitality. But it's weak. I won't keep enough later. You can't drop it off a cliff, because you won't die to that extent. If I drop it, I'll have to chase it.

I bought a grudge, and when it recovers, it becomes troublesome. I don't get upset just thinking about it, such as being in a position to be chased by this ranked beast man.

I wave heavily as I slap the mace down on Felsa trying to get up with both hands. At that moment, a quick breeze blew in front of me.

"Huh!?

It's like a whirlwind. That goes between me and Felsa, one step later.

The moment I checked the sky, I realized a big mistake.

It's not the wind. What was floating in the sky was a giant bird. It's roughly my size - it's a gray bird. I have something like a gold pendant around my neck.

Felsa rolled to the ground turned her cloudy eyes to the sky. Its eyes open slightly wide.

"Ah... Mr. Ares, that!

"You don't have to come.... Chip, right. There were three, not two..."

The kind of warcraft...? No, you're a beast man with a pretty strong beast factor. You can barely see a person's face on a giant wing, but if you look closely, the body resembles a person's object.

The gray-winged beast man looks at this one with pity.

Liaison or supply? I thought the other side of this guy was concurrent, but he was so united in a different frame.

I only thought it was possible, but I thought it was unlikely. Who would think that two rare individuals with the ability to fly would be used on such a perimeter?

The bird immediately began to escape when he saw me and Felsa hurt with his eyes that made him feel intelligent.

Slowly, it flies as it flows through the sky. Maybe we can catch up if we jump. Are you serious, or are you flying so you can catch up?

That size should allow you to fly even if you hold a Felsa. You didn't do it because of the speed and altitude drop, did you? If you made your own decision, you're smarter than Felsa.

... well. It was unexpected that I showed up at this time, and unfortunately, but I've already decided to win or lose.

Ultz hasn't taken much damage yet. A half-dead Felsa opponent right now would be able to defeat him one-on-one.

Put your arms down and slap the stiff Ultz shoulder.

"Ultz, I'm going after that one. There's no big problem if you miss it, but if you can stay here, you should."

If Felsa dies, it will eventually find out to the other faction. That's just the difference between when you'll find out and how far you'll find out.

But keeping fewer individuals with the ability to fly will make fighting easier. These little piles lead to great results.

Use the light of the saints to attract knives. I turned my gaze to Felsa, who was scratched and unable to move properly, and ordered Ultz.

"Ultz, you work with Amelia to stop Felsa from breathing."

"Mm..."

Ultz roars small. But that's not an acknowledgement.

I see a big stray. Disgruntled with me.

I've made enough concessions. If it's true, I'd like you to sprinkle the fur and bones that make for excellent protective equipment, but don't ask for that. Because I take into account Ultz's feelings about defying a good enemy.

Of course I won't put it in my mouth.

I sighed and looked down at Ultz with cold eyes.

"This is work (business). It's not something I found out how many people would die in case I let this guy get away with it. Ultz, don't forget. We can't take responsibility for the consequences."

So do your best. Whatever injustice you commit, no matter how hard you get results, at least so that you can brag about your actions with your chest up.

Measure the speed of the gray bird moving away and its movement.

Is it pretty tough to catch up? Engaging on the ground won't be hard to defeat, but that's why I'm not lacking attention to this one.

Ultz immobilized and solidified on the spot. Amelia said with her face out of the shadow.

"Mr. Ares, I'll take care of this place."

"Oh. I got it."

I'm gonna be right back. You can just not let it get away with the worst.

Ultz is still anxious on his own, but Amelia would burn Ultz for good.

I took my gaze off Amelia and rushed out toward a bird that was moving away.

§ § §

"Sa...... po......"

The world was distorted. The ground is spinning around as if it were spinning.

The dull pain you feel from your body. I can't help trying to get up because of the deep wound I got on my ankle.

That was Felsa's first experience, but more than that, the man's words were piercing his thoughts.

I ate. The man ate, something like that.

Felsa is a Steel Tiger tribe. The race is different from Sapo, but he is now one and the same companion. No, he was definitely one of the same guys.

That's what he ate. Yes, that man who named Saint Brave.

I look up at the sky with bumps twinkling.

Sapo was weak. I couldn't help but be vulnerable compared to myself, but still had advantages. A powerful wing that grabs Felsa and wings the great sky. Thoughtful ability to make measures. Above all, he was a Felsa understander. We could say that the race was different but definitely friends.

Look at your blood-swet nails. It's not my own blood. Nor is it Ultz's blood.

Denial. I had to make him deny it. But I couldn't deny it.

It's not in my memory. When I realized it, I was relative. Felsa's last footage is the moment she hears the provocation from afar, the moment blood rises on her head and consciousness is swallowed.

But the filled belly, the power to fill the body, the smell of blood in the hook nails, and the fangs indicate that the man's words are true.

Right... did I eat my people?

The word finally comes inside.

Felsa now understood in a strange and quiet mood the stormy attack, the contents of the words thrown at us that could not be swallowed.

Poke your arms and wake up slowly.

Strong pain. Fatigue. My friend is the pain that my whole body is going to be splitting. I didn't become a warrior without suffering with Felsa, who was born into my strongest blood muscle.

Wipe the blood in your eyes with your fingertips. There was anger. There's nothing I can do about it. But I won't put it in my mouth. It's a pity to have the power to speak up.

I knew what I needed to do now. What you have to do at all costs.

There is no way I can be allowed to die as a Steel Tiger clan without doing anything more than eating my people.

Stand up loosely. Heavy pain runs down my ankle, but I endured. The steeple was pounded, but if you put up with the pain, you can move for a while. And if you can move, the sharp nails you've forged will tear everything apart.

The flames of life are burning. Bite a cramped cat.

Felsa is a tiger, not a rat, but I was sure. The self of abandonment is stronger than anyone else.

The woman who notices the movement frowns and calls the Ultz beside her. A rocky man reacts to that voice and sees Felsa.

There is no Saint Brave. But he'll definitely be back here.

Clean it up by then.

Ultz ties his lips and puts up his fist. A woman takes a little distance. No problem, either way, I'll just eat it after I kill Ultz.

He stood firmly on two legs and stared at the enemy in front of him.

The pain that was causing my whole body to disappear, whether it was because of brain drugs or because I was ready. And Felsa kicked the ground out of her mind ready to use and crush all of her body.

You can't face Sapo in the Underworld without killing the man who named St. Brave, the warrior who named Ultz, and his companion, the bystander.

§ § §

"Are you done..."

"Welcome back. Did you catch up?

"No, I couldn't"

An unmistakable escape. Attention to precision turning ability. Excellent warrior. He threw a knife several times and also tried to attack, but ended up getting away with it.

The battlefield back seemed scattered. Apparently, it was the last time he went wild.

The ground is crushed and there are countless nail marks left.

Ultz groans in agony. The coat is cleaved, with a deep scar engraved on its trunk and right eye. Hanging a healing magic on it, I saw Felsa fall to the ground.

As if to sleep, but surely the beast man was out of breath.

Even the ghost of hell wouldn't do this, a vicious dead minister with the will to bite his enemies to the end. The gold fur is colored by spots with blood, bent in a direction without arms because of too much force. It seems as if the hook claw protruding on the ground shows its carelessness.

If you mean you could have fought this far despite all the thorough pain you've inflicted that far, that's definitely proof of the strength of this beast man.

Skinny...... but shall we be patient here?

I say to Ultz, who glances down blurry at the carcass. With arms turned and hardened muscles loosened.

"We're going back. This should bring back the number of golems in a while."

I have to talk to you about the future. I think the cause of the anomaly could have been eliminated, but it is also possible that a new hand of the Demon King will be dispatched. We need to be vigilant.

Most of all, I don't think the Demon King will stick to the Golem Valley any more than the mighty Beast has been crushed.

Pull Amelia's hand at how she doesn't think she was in the vortex as usual, down the cliff.

Shortly before that, I spoke to Ultz, who was still kneeling.

"Ultz, get it over with."

…… What do you mean?

Ultz looks up in a slow motion.

That was a terrible look. This could be madam scolding me...

"It's a provision. The dead have no enemies, no allies, right?