Disciple of Immortal

The Demon King Mother and all four of his sisters perished.

Later there should be tons of raños left who have lost the Lord, but well that's no big deal.

There will be another crusade request in the tunnel, which will reduce the number.

The great move from the magical city of Manarak to the commercial city of Polo Rock had been postponed.

Apparently, Lily, the youngest daughter who came to attack Manarak, was the Demon King.

Now it looks like the adventurers are investigating demon trends and looking for backing that the Demon King really isn't here anymore.

Mother is already dead, so the big move will soon be canceled, not postponed.

I'm not going to insist on the handle either, so this is a setback.

Speaking of which I'm concerned... Mother's wreckage left something odd.

It is a jade crystal that was embedded in the lower abdomen.

He was exasperating an unpleasant evil spirit and later looked it up in Acacia's Memoir.

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[Abyss Moon] "Value: Myth Class"

Evil magical crystal balls.

Multiplied by the blood of thirteen mighty demon kings, crystallized by advanced alchemy.

Inside the crystal is still a scale of the soul of the trapped Demon King.

Has the power to attract demons. It can also cause rapid growth if embedded in the demonic body.

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Apparently...... the embedded jade crystal was a pretty nasty substitute.

Maybe I needed to make sure where Mother got that one.

It is unnatural that Mother, who was pulling into the back of the forest to increase her distribution in detail, suddenly obtained The Moon of the Abyss.

From the alchemy difficulty of The Abyss Moon, I happened to pick it up somewhere, which is hard to think about.

Maybe there's a niarotop involved.

I should have talked to Renaele.

... I thought the Abyss Moon might be a bad idea, but I keep it by space-time magic.

I couldn't contain my spirits without my body.

Whatever it is, the Demon King disturbance is over.

I was at the Red Bat Pavilion in Manarak, with Pomera and Philia, opening something like a little launch of this demon king commotion.

"Kanata, it's terrible -!

Pomera swelled her cheeks slightly and was blushing.

It is not anger that Pomera is blushing.

What's worse. I'm drunk.

"The next time, Kanata said she was going to mislead Phyllia, but she's leaving as if nothing happened right after that! Normally, would you? Pomera, I'm surprised! Surprised and surprised!

Pomera blamelessly says so, knocking the glass on the desk with a dong.

There is zero splash of apple liquor from inside.

"Bi, surprise and surprise means the same thing..."

"You know what I mean!

Pomera pointed her mouth and had her jaw on her desk.

"Today's Pomera, Fun!

"What are you talking about, Phyllia? Pomera is always fun."

Pomera caught Phyllia in the next seat and began to snort with Uriuri.

Phyllia shrugged and avoided, but was dried with a full smile.

"Pomera broke..."

I shrugged unexpectedly as I watched.

This is the second time that Pomera has been in this state, as far as I can tell.

The first time was in the city of Aroburg, when he went to the Hunter's Quarter when he heard that he would cook meat from the crusaded demons.

I was in a similar condition then.

Pomera has the worst alcoholism.

They haven't strangled me yet, so maybe it's a little better than before.

At that time, the next day, Pomera was laying low on me.

The next time I waved to Pomera about booze, she said, 'It's a disgrace for life...... really, I apologized for the inconvenience to Mr. Canata. I won't drink alcohol for the rest of my life,' so much so that I was taking an oath in tears, but they didn't do that oath.

Or maybe he thought he couldn't do it without a drink.

"Kanata, this apple liquor is so delicious! Sweet, fruity aroma spreads from the back of your mouth when you drink it... you're going to forget everything you don't like!

"... I apologize for making Mr. Pomera feel bad"

I bowed my head.

"It's true. Hey... Pomera, I'm going to have to carry this image for the rest of my life. No more, Pomera, don't be your daughter-in-law..."

Pomera drank the apple liquor all at once and put her cheeks on the desk.

"Oh, that's not true. Mr. Pomera is adorable..."

"If that's what you think, Kanata take responsibility and marry me. Hey! Get me a pomela, please!

Pomera pulls the sleeve of my robe.

"Ha, let go, Mr. Pomera! It was my fault, I apologize!

"Yay, Pomera, I won't let you go for life"

"I had no choice! Turns out, you see, it's better for you and... The Demon King could be defeated and the Magic City could be defended."

"But then..."

As Pomera moaned, the adventurous pair, who were on their way home, found Pomera and cheered.

"Oh, hey, isn't that Pomera who defeated the Demon King? Rumor has it that the Adventurers of this city defeated the Demon King, who was no match for a bunch, in one shot, with Cotone in the Arm of the Military God (Ares Hand)...!

"Ho, are you sure that guy is Pomera? Are you drunk?

I took a seat and stroked Pomera's back.

"Po, Mr. Pomera, they're watching! He's also found out his name! Hold on!

Two adventurers are approaching us.

"Oh, you're, uh, Mr. Holy Fist Pomera!

Hearing the call, Pomera swells her cheeks musty.

... Yes, Pomera's new nickname is Holy Fist Pomera.

I don't know if it's as if I've fallen down because I've grown in character from the Virgin.

Philia gave out a huge arm and smashed her last daughter Lily, but in doing so, she misconstrued a lot, and Pomera slapped the Demon King with her bare hands.

Pomera was angry that she didn't know what it was, but I have no idea what she's asking, either.

That would be one of the first reasons Pomera said something passive but admittedly handy because she thought she couldn't draw attention to the young philia of spirit.

Later, Pomera's famous case of beating Alfred with a cane led to a surprisingly widespread misconception of being a fleshman.

They combined in a factor and a miraculous way, 'Pomera beat the demon king to death with her bare hands. He seemed to have the worst way of spreading his temperament too big an arm'.

Because of this, the nickname given is Holy Fist Pomera.

"Um, Mr. Holy Fist Pomera, shake your hand! I'm a fan!

Pomera did some shushing shadow boxing on the spot to show it.

"The Pomera is off now. I'm having a slow drink with Kanata. If you interrupt, Pomera's fist will erupt."

"Shh, I'm sorry!

The two adventurers left to flee.

"Pomera, you look great! Holy Fist Pomera!

Filia held onto such a pomela, it was catchy and dry.