A certain room.
"Weird... what happened to the city of Magne... 'The Devil of Usage' is vanishing..."
A man in white squeaks grumpy as he puts his hand on his chin.
"Well... I don't care about one or two of those cities...
Everything else is going well... by now it will be time to get together enough...
Now we can call the top... kukukukuku... "
A man in white telling himself, as if to wipe away the anxiety at the end of the day.
"And it's a labyrinth... if that thing is really alive... instead of one of these peripheral territories, I wonder if I could destroy the country...
Best of all... the country itself was destroyed at the time we were able to summon the superiors... Cook Cook... you stupid aristocrats... Kuk... "
There's a man in white laughing...
... stop moving for a moment.
"Gu, gu,, nah, what... Ugh, gu, bitter..."
A man in white who grabs his chest and nods...
No, I'm in pain...
"Gu, gu... na, what... this is... ah, adamagu..."
(Shasha, Gubba... su, sorry human being... I got better insurance...)
On the head of the man in white, the voice of his ally, the alien of the black cape, 'The Intermediate Devil of Claws' rings...
"Hey, what... why... why is your voice..."
(I'm sorry, man... I'll let you use this body...)
"Hey, what are you talking about... what the hell..."
(hehe... wet... i'm dead... dead...)
"Hey, what... you mean they did it in the labyrinth..."
(It was soaking wet... I don't know if the dragons are lurking anymore...)
"D, the dragon..."
(Yes... the dragon lurked... I can't win the dragon right now...)
"What do you do like every person... why you should be dead by and large..."
(Sorry... I was cautious... when I ate half of your soul, I kept my pieces sneaky... Thanks to you, I sprouted residual thoughts...)
"Ki, you... just kidding..."
(What... don't worry. I won't let him kill you or eat you. I don't have that much power right now.
Just let me rest in you for a while. You're as good as ever.
Build up your strength by then, and I'll help you one day. I'll keep my contract.)
"Bullshit..."
The man in white holds his fist and eats his teeth off...
Nothing I could do... I knew again...
"Well, I don't have a choice. Instead, it will always serve my purpose. I'm going to make this Pigseed Borderline Bo Lian a mess! All the nobles are murdered! I will destroy this country itself!
(Is it going well? If you are a resent-gatherer……)
"Except for the city of Magne..."
(Hey, what... what happened to the "whip”?)
"I don't know... 'The Demon of Usage' is no longer available... it seems to have vanished..."
(What the hell... who is there...
It's called the Labyrinth... both those annoying undead were gone...
The same person did this... I have to check this out...)
"Not at all... not going as planned... but later. In the meantime, gather resentment and destroy this peripheral uncle territory. That's all it takes. After that... Mass production plans and labyrinth takeovers..."
That's the only way to do it.
"Hmm, whose fault do you think it is..."
(Well... don't say that... why don't we go get some grudges soon...)
"Well, yeah... this worry... it clears me up by killing all those fucking bad nobles..."
(Well... do as you please. I'll let you rest inside for a while.
Using the resentment gathered... I can also be advanced...
Don't forget the contract. I'll leave you my share. I'm watching from inside you.)
"Don't worry. I didn't mean for you to be inside. I'll take my share of being advanced in order to get you out of here early. If we become superior demons, we can get out of this body, right?
(Uh, sure... don't worry about it. Because there's already a lot of resentment...)
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"Captain, it's tough! So, the early horse of the decree is back!
After sunset, a guard runs into a makeshift guard stall in a square lit by thin lights of pine lights......
Almost at the same time… the guards who were in the missionary order are brought into charge in a state of imminent death.
"Hey, what's up! What happened!
A surprised guard captain is about to rise.
"Ha, it's tough. It's not..."
The dying guard manages to tell him...
... the seriousness of the matter and... the injuries... the words don't go on well...
"Calm down... Here, drink the water... It's okay, just slow down and talk..."
The captain of the guard holds him up and makes him drink water softly.
"Ha, it's hard... the demons... are overflowing... in the villages in front of the territorial capital...
And perhaps there are demons pressing against the territorial capital too... I can't get close... "
The guard manages to squeeze his temper and spin his words......
"What!... is the Reichsfuhrer okay?
"Probably... I don't know because I can't get close with demons, but there are strong walls... but the damage to the surrounding villages is enormous... I thought it was probably devastating..."
When I managed to finish telling him, the guard lost consciousness.
You won't get there in a day, even if you fly on a fast horse, to the capital.
This guard was the one who put it in a separate order the day before.
I met a guard who left to inform me of this raid on the way back.
He was replaced by a healthy horse, who flew without rest after being wounded.
"Probably... in that circumstance, you can't get anywhere near the territorial capital...
Isn't it the same time we were attacked...
What if... maybe they're connected... we need to gather information somehow... "
"Now that we know what's going on in the territorial capital, why don't we look at the cities and cities in different ways?
Claire suggests “blonde beauty”.
"Right... I don't want to do what I can right now... send a survey envoy to the neighborhood..."
With that said, the guard chief gives instructions to his men.
Leave the demon raid...... I was just about to drop a paragraph.
There...... disturbing movements within the realm are conveyed...... the guard enclosure is wrapped in bitter air.
"It's going to be a sleepless night..."
Words leaked from the guard captain looking up into the night sky with his arms put together......