Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Maodara the 3rd

Episode 36: The Hero of Justice

Head southeast with the "Cloak of the Night" army.

Led by Elite 200.

The opposing coalition is 5,000, and it's ridiculously different in power to compare.

To be honest, I can tell you it's a miracle you're just stopping the invasion.

"It's Fang. How strong are you guys?

"Not really. I'm just using nature well. If the snow collapses, it becomes a weapon, and in this way it becomes a protection to hide itself."

"Huh. This is how you disappear, even in guerrilla warfare."

"When I was deeply attacked, I blocked the road with avalanches and rocks and turned down the food roads (Rhodo), and even planted accidental strikes. I killed my commander at that time. Did they punish them now, too, and started wandering outside the snow?"

All of us wore pure white cloth from our heads.

Sure, if you look like this, you don't seem to find out unless you're even close.

But we can only rely on this simulation to a certain point.

"Is the enemy's night camp still there?

"It's been awhile. By the way, is that really a good outfit?

"I don't like doing what I like. But I have to."

"Mr. Fang. Don't say anything extra from the side. Because this is the face behind Lyle."

"You're kidding me. I don't remember officially adopting it."

What I look like in the vortex.

Leather bag on head.

A clove of naked trousers on the upper body.

But the shoes are well equipped.

It's a resurgence of the disguise we once played.

This is what Elisia calls a "proposal," but I regret not adopting it.

But I didn't even float, so I had to curse my helplessness.

Elysia is very satisfied with this figure.

Continue to hum your nose while wearing cloth.

"Oh great, good to see again and again. righteous hero pantsman, pantsman at your side whenever"

"You're the only one who thinks that. Something important about me is disappearing."

"Buhhhhhhh! That's a good outfit. You look great in a teme-mi asshole, don't you?

"Temeye tiger you bastard......"

Tigray is in an unusually good mood for not caring.

I don't know if it's fun or happy, but I keep laughing.

The King of Demons, who is warm and familiar with this, is also the limit of patience.

That's why I did it across the back of a tiger.

"You have so much power. Keep running to the enemy line."

"Oh? I'm kidding. Why do you have to do that..."

"If you refuse, smash your head. No kidding."

"Damn. That's a win-win!

"Say anything. I'll let you choose whether to die here or in the enemy line."

"... I would resent you if you really died!

A tiger running on all fours.

It's so light I don't think it's on the snow.

By the way, this deal doesn't hit eight.

He asked Stew for a cutlet, I guess.

Something about the meaning of words, like when you're dying, the dark forces that were asleep wake up.

"Ola, come on. Chintara, if you run, you're gonna break your neck."

"Didn't you just die in the place or in the enemy!?

"Enough fried. He's a smart guy. Simply put, you die depending on how I feel."

"You're being unreasonable!

Enjoying a heartwarming conversation with a slave changes the scenery around.

The trees grew taller, the snow deeper, and the meadows widened.

Looking forward from the top of the hill, a large night camp was seen.

Gran and the Prinisian army are stationed.

"Huh. That's just a lot."

"You knew. Assaulting here is a stupid thing to do. At least wait for the others."

"Um, assault"

"Huh!?

"Assault. If you don't, I'll kill you"

"Son of a bitch!

When I slammed the tiger's ass, he ran out like he was blown out.

Full of enemies with a glimpse of sight.

The guard's face was close enough to be identifiable as well.

Several people point this way and scream.

"So, you're the enemy? Enemy attack, right?

"Who's on your back, why are you in underwear!

You suddenly show up and you're surprised.

Probably in the plural sense.

Well, of course, I'm not allowed to be named or identified.

I may be seen through the tone of voice or something.

So, if we're going in, we're going to have to make it this way.

"Hugo, hugo!

"Bye."

"Ugh!"

"Fugowar!"

"What the fuck is this pervert, huh?"

"Give me backup, guhh!

Let's go through with characters who can't talk.

That would look more creepy.

Then for a while, I rammed around as a mysterious man.

Naturally they say it's 'perverted' or something, but every time my chest aches ticklish.

Defeating nearly a hundred enemies while holding their hearts and minds, their opponents just began to shape their response as well.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Eh!

"Ring the bell, hurry!

Gingers and bells ring.

When the noise sounded, troops lined up from front, back, left, and right assembled.

I can also see the commander crouched on a horse.

"This subhuman flair! Knowing us as the Prinisian army..."

"Fugoo."

"Gyah!

"Squadron leader! Squadron leader down!

Are you an idiot, like, drooling over a character without question?

The Demon King is not nice enough to relax and listen to such things.

Sweetness is strictly forbidden on the battlefield, so take advantage of this.

"Line up. Line up and intercept."

"Huhhhhhh"

"Wow!

"Yahhh!

Of course, I won't wait for the alignment.

Fly everything that touches the swinging stick into space or smash it to the ground.

Then there was mayhem with the enemy trying to escape, and the enemy trying to line up.

There's no reason to miss that gap.

Fugofugo, while I say it, I snap away, and the tiger rips apart soldiers other than black iron.

Before just two, enemy forces greatly disrupted the chain of command.

And.

"Run! Can you fight such a perverted opponent!

"Pull it up! Run to the realm!

The enemy leaves with such abandonment.

Leave me with a bunch of 'perverts'.

When that happens, it is neither exaltation nor achievement that spreads to the chest.

It's just vain.

"Hey tiger. Fighting is pathetic."

"Oh? You know what? It was a one-sided battle, but it wasn't soaking up."

An inexplicable response returns.

To correct that defiant attitude, I tied the tiger's chin beard into a ribbon tie.