Demon Lord Wants to Laze

I was suddenly driven out like a moon.

It was an order to prevent a convoy coming to the Registerian waters.

At first, I wanted to say no to this story, which is familiar to the elderly.

Still, when I looked into Master Moon's shining eyes, I took it on.

Hasn't it been hundreds of years since I've been given such a face?

It looks like he's getting into such a young creation as the Demon King.

That man surrounds many women and even hears a man who won't if he gets his hands on her by the young girl.

I don't know where the hell you find it appealing, but love is out of the question. That's probably what it is.

Looking up at the sky, thin clouds look good when it comes to being that clear.

The sea was somewhat rough and the waves were somewhat high.

The enemy will be struggling with the ship, but it has nothing to do with us floating in the universe.

It lagged over the area above the point of destination and imagined with its head the planned route of the fleet.

If we avoid a strong tide heading offshore, we should definitely go through this cape.

There is an island some distance from the cape.

If we try to get past here, the fleet will stretch for a long time.

That's the perfect time to bury them.

"Dear Sea Ringing, a group of enemies will pass in no time."

"All right, you guys. You ready for this? Don't let the moon shame you."

The enemy was about to go around the Cape unsecured.

As if there was no such thing as a blocking presence.

You must have been proud of the formation or your eyes are cloudy.

If you had at least noticed us waiting in the sky, you would have moved differently.

"Come on, tell him who the true ruler of the sea is"

"I of the sea pray. Kahisa Waves, Wind Stirring"

When my men prayed to the sea, things changed dramatically around them.

The fleet is rubbed by high waves, like a great shekel, and a strong storm hits the side of the ship.

Contrary, the sky is as clear as it is in phase.

Before this sudden change of circumstances, it seemed that the Commander's confusion could be seen.

"Haha, Dear Sea Ringing. The people of the continent are no big deal either. We're leaning toward a lot of ships."

"Don't be alarmed. Raise a higher wave. Don't let one boat through."

"Understood, all hands, increase your magic!

The colour of their collective magic stained deeper blue.

In response to that, the waves gradually get higher.

The small boat, which was flourishing in small pieces, also began to be pushed against the shoreline by the intensified waves.

The medium or large ones were riding up the reef earlier than that.

Ships avoiding the reef also repeatedly clashed between themselves, causing damage to the flank.

The flooding seems intense and numerous ships lean heavily without waiting for time.

It will no longer be possible to sail decently for about a small ship.

No, what a shame.

To this extent, he is named the champion of the sea, so much so that the world knows nothing about it.

This would still allow the fishermen of Yapone to maneuver the ship more skillfully.

Spending money on as many ships as you can get, you don't get true power.

"Dear Searing, the enemy fleet is on the run."

"All right, we're going after him. Don't lay your hands on me until I'm out in broad waters."

It was a faster retreat than I expected, but that may also be natural.

The ship sank roughly because I thought it was the main force.

When this one stopped praying, the sea gradually calmed down.

Fortunately, the enemy fleet escapes.

After a while, it was in broad waters.

An unstoppable ocean plain.

And the eagle was naked round, and pointed his finger upon their backs, and commanded.

"Come on, finish it. Give him the oversized one."

"Ha. Wear it, waves!

"Give it to me, wear the waves."

As the prayer of subordination passed around, the sea swayed greatly.

With magic, the water level is heavily distorted and sinks, and the fleet slips off as it glides through the sloping sea level.

Big waves came to restore the distortion there.

How many would have been calm in their intimidation as if seawater mountains were imminent?

Some of the remaining medium-sized ships originally swallowed everything up to the small ships.

Only a few ships survived the ordeal and fled to their own territory at first sight.

Now the request will be perfect.

No, should I say it was too perfect?

I'm sure the next order will be harder to refuse.

More troublesome and difficult stories may come in.

When I thought of it, my temples were sore.