Demon Lord Wants to Laze

How many days have passed since the start of Loran's defense battle?

Thank you. The feeling of the day is not clear.

What I'm doing is a very simple task.

Go outside and kill him. If you're tired, I'll go in.

That's all.

In a streak after a series of wars, my body was exhausted.

The magic is diminishing, but it's not dangerous enough.

The problem is energy and stamina.

No matter how much he kills them, he doesn't try to stop moving forward without changing a single complexion.

It just exfoliates struggle and hostility.

It's as if other emotions are missing.

"Ashley, we're leaving.

"... okay. Please don't just impose...

"I know.

Seeing me out of the junction, instantly ten or twenty enemy soldiers began to gather.

Countless demonic soldiers are also hissing at the edge of their sight.

Nearly a thousand people should have been knocked down, but there's no sign that the numbers are down.

I even remembered the illusion as if it was growing from the ground.

One from the right, two from the front and two from the left were slashed late.

He leaped and flew the attack to the right, paying for the front poke with a horizontal twig, stepping on the left guy's head, and slicing his neck off without mistake.

This is the first one.

Next, four bodies approached from the front and four from behind also attacked with a change of direction.

He lowered his posture with magic on his leg and pulled it out as he cut off the enemy's foot at the right end of the front.

He's not dead, but he could have taken away his ability to relapse.

The second one.

I repeat this chipmunk battle like every day.

Driven by the temptation to roll out the big moves and sweep them away, but I'm patient here.

In a series of battles, the total amount of magic is greatly diminished.

Waste must be avoided as much as possible.

Bachin!

I heard an ominous noise from the Longsword.

My torso is beautifully broken from the roots.

Shit, was it over the endurance value?

It's just not good to break in the middle of a battlefield like this.

I looked around, but not a single sword had fallen.

That's also true, these guys are fighting with their own long nails.

I don't have anything like a weapon.

Anyway, I have to go back to my formation.

He pulled out the short knife given to him by Mireia and took out the enemy's attack.

Exactly this length prevents the target from reaching the blade.

I gave up defeating him and focused on running away.

I wanted to focus...

My legs snapped and I fell all over my enemies.

My body doesn't react the way it thinks because my stamina is about to run out.

It instantly solidifies my surroundings.

Nitanita, while turning a nasty face.

That's the first time I've seen decent emotions, or just kidding.

"Don't be a pussy, you motherfuckers!!

A tough wind blade unleashed at all costs struck one side of the perimeter.

Almost a hundred surrounding enemies were instantly amputated.

I took my predicament off, but I can't get up.

There was no sensation from the knee down and no force.

Was it decisive that you gave all your strength with out of stamina?

"Alf! Wait, now to help..."

"You idiot! Don't come!

I'm sure the ones inside are safe because of your boundaries.

What do you think will happen to Sylvia and the others when the city goes defenseless?

That is absolutely unacceptable.

Even if I'm killed here, only Sylvia will survive.

After a long time, Walla Walla and his enemies gathered.

It's got maggots. Dozens of people surround me.

You can't break this siege with your present body.

Ah, I think it was going well along the way.

Did I make a wrong choice somewhere?

Numerous enemy soldiers have waved their claws at me.

If we run out of magic over here, we'll end up there, and all we have to do is get killed.

He looked at the boneless nails rolling out, like any other HR.