Demon King of Phantom Thief – a Betrayed Thief Stole the Stats and Skills of the Hero Party Then Reigned Over the World

Time is already past the evening.

In the town of Caleb, which burns with fire arrows, shields and shields made noises and bumped into each other, with sharp spear rewards rolling through its gaps.

The residents are evacuating to the south side of town, but I can't guarantee how long it will be safe there.

"Don't retreat! Don't back off! Bounce back!

Forced to retreat one by one, the last of the armies - a captain leading a squad of Shinji screams.

"The allies who came home alive! I will definitely come back with an attitude! If we stop eating here! Feel free!!

"" "Whoa!!

The voices of the young recruits return.

The burning flames of the houses illuminate both armies, but when the sun sets, it becomes impossible to continue fighting.

How to stop enemy incursions by then - that was the battle of this unit.

Push the body of your fellow spear-pushed, put up a leather shield, and stick out the spear.

My voice is dead anymore, and my legs are powerless.

Still barking back at the captain's throat, slamming back the shield, poking the spear -.

And finally, the night came.

Gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang.

The bell rings to mark the end of the war.

The soldiers retreat from the front line as they pull their feet together.

The two armies took a certain distance as agreed, and the battle on that day marked the end.

In one battle, a third of the town was occupied.

Lost battle, but I could also say he endured well.

But the war situation is hopeless.

One of the recruits takes off his helmet, sits down on the ground and waits still for the water drawn into the barrel to turn.

I'm not surprised by the fact that I'm still alive through that awesome battle - that's how I looked at the burning houses.

When the water turned, I drank with Gabgab as I had returned it to me.

Living realities creep into my painful throat.

It was thought of my dead companion.

"Are you scared?

"No, I'm not scared"

"Right."

Just before the battle, he was the first person I met to have such a conversation with.

He was next door, but died with his chest speared.

Troops that retreated earlier to restore a little health are being driven out into extinguishing activities.

When it comes to extinguishing fires, I don't do anything to water them.

Hit Marutai, destroy the house, and prevent the burnout.

When the large inn fell, the fire powder rose in the night sky.

The recruit, who was finished drinking water and watching the blur and its sights, was called out to the captain.

"How's it going?

"Yes, no problem"

When the recruit answered, the captain slapped Pong on the head.

"I'm cutting my shoulder. I might be paralyzed right now, but then it's gonna hurt. Go to church before it purifies."

"Got it!

"Come slow down"

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The church in the heart of the city had become a field hospital.

Injured soldiers groan in the chapel, which usually sounds like organ.

"Yes... Yes, yes..."

"Ugh... Ugh..."

"Please be sure to hold your mind... it will definitely get better!

When the cleric wears a fast heel, the wound glows slightly green.

Not fully healing with normal heels is to keep your magic warm against too many wounded soldiers.

The fast heel prevents putrefaction, and all you have to do is wrap the bandage around it and leave it to natural healing.

"Ugh..."

A soldier glanced over his flank with a spear clinging to the cleric's hem with his hands wet in blood.

"You must be the Virgin!? Then use your heels! Do something about this pain!!

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The priest, called the Virgin, said in disdain.

"There are limits to your magic ability to heal your injuries... now your fast heels are full..."

During the brave party, just one priest arrived safely in the Wang capital.

She safely defended her holy power from the devil king with the strange ability to steal it - Marie.

She was now being festived as the Virgin.

The fact that only one person was safe doesn't make it strange to be treated like a traitor if you do poorly.

It was the skillful image strategy of the Church with her that elevated Marie's name to the Virgin.

- Then why is the Virgin in need?

It has to do with the Guarantee of Independence of the Demonic Kingdom of the Kingdom of Tristrum, which was also the beginning of this war.

"Did the king sell his soul to the demon king!?

"There's no way I can forgive you for joining hands with the Demon King!

Naturally, these voices came out as many as they wanted.

The church with the priest Marie was the one with the greatest force in it.

"The Virgin, who guarded her power, is the last power against the Demon King"

This declaration was enthusiastically received by the people.

Working in a frontline field hospital like this now is also part of that image strategy.

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But Marie was on the front line and realized she lacked the strength to make it.

There's a limit to what a priest can do.

"What's with the Virgin... fuck... this is one of mine... and the pain... I can't do anything about it...!

When one groaned, now another man said.

"You said you were safe alone at the brave party! Didn't you let the Demon King rub one of his chicks!?

"Oh no......!!

It's a fact that Keith got me an "eye spill” and I left safely.

Whenever she remembers it, Marie loses remorse and her mind thinking of Keith's kindness, and she doesn't really understand her emotions.

But now, I'm not in a situation where I'm immersed in those thoughts.

"Marie!"

Called by the chief, Marie looked up.

"The wounded are coming to the tent continuously. We don't have enough magic healers, so get out of here."

"I get it!

On leaving, the lady whispered to Marie.

"You shouldn't worry about such an idiot. You're a fine cleric who serves God."

Virgin, Marie sincerely thanked her for not being told.

When you leave the church, it's a mountain of wounded people in a tent lit by canteras.

Marie continued to treat herself desperately as the sorcery nurse went out.

That's when the night dawns...

Zuuuuuuuuuuu

At first, I wondered if my feet fluttered because I worked too much.

But I saw the swinging cantera, and I heard the sound in my ear - and I knew that wasn't an illusion.

The wounded soldiers squirm.

The ground sounds gradually louder.

"Oh, what...?

"Oh, this isn't an earthquake!

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Neither Marie, nor they, know it yet.

That this earthquake will be the savior who will turn the hopeless war situation upside-down -.