"Some people call me that. Nice to meet you."
Immediately he smiled and asked him to shake his hand. He also shook my hand with a smile. My face seems to be sold out among the Isvant religions.
It was an impactful speech.
I got Rosario.
"It's an honor to see you again. It was quite a fresh shock to punish pagans at the time."
"The pagans need to pay for their sins and die."
"That's it. It's the right thing to say."
I had a quick conversation with him about the pagans. I'm talking about it, so naturally I came to search for the devil.
"You came out to hunt demons for the good of humanity, too, Saint. I was thinking it would be before I spoke."
"Uh-huh. It's natural. We can't leave this behind."
"Hmm... then."
- Glug.
The priest who took the map out of his arms showed it to me and said,
"May I ask a favor of the Saint?"
"Please?"
"Here, look at this part."
He points to the side of Isvant's glottis marked on the map with his finger.
"The paladins and lord's troops are currently searching from here to here. So on this side we have a relatively small gap. This was caused by insufficient troops to surround the entire area."
He began to explain to me the route of the Crusaders and soldiers.
I heard you say that there is a gap in the search area because there is not enough troops to open the Cherry Blossom Network. I think I would like to ask you to do that.
"It would be very helpful if the Saint searched this side. Do you mind if I ask you a favor?"
I wanted to ask you a favor, but this was an opportunity.
There is no way that demons will remain in the route where Crusaders and soldiers are marching. Especially crusaders are monsters who have a crush on capturing and killing demons. If I add the High Imp to the courtyard where I chewed the dog, I've added it. There's nothing less to do.
Not only those troops, but the adventurers would have been there. Population saturation. Then you might want to target a relatively small portion of the troops.
In order to pick up and eat Congolese water in this situation, we must aim for such a gap.
The purpose of this work is to kill the demons and take the evidence to the church.
"Oh, I can't believe you gave me such precious information. Thank you so much, but is it okay if you let me know?"
"The Saint is a trustworthy man, so I specifically told him. Actually, I've been thinking about it since last night, which is a good thing. This will also be Verde's India."
"If so, let me help you. Rest assured. I don't know if it's going to work, but we can go this way today."
"Thank you for your commitment. Here, if you take this, it'll help."
The priest bowed to me and took out two glass bottles from the pouch on his waist and handed them over to me.
"Holy water. Excellent at defeating evil creatures. I hope you use it well."
No, you're getting holy water here again?
Religious people are all good.
I join the Holy Army together and show kindness because I trust me for achieving what I have been called Saint.
This is how the strings that led to the religions and justice benefited me. People like this help me as much as they live well.
"Oh, you don't have to put your back down. Thank you so much. This holy water must be used to punish demons."
"I'm begging you. I just want to defeat the demons at once. The Saint can certainly do that."
"Don't worry. I'll kill the demons, even if my body breaks."
Immediately after greeting, the priest went to talk to other crusaders. As soon as I left the gate, I received information and holy water.
Things are going well.
"I can't believe niggers are celebrities. No one can forget that then. Cook, that's an old thing too."
"Huhuhu, shall we go then, Saint?"
Winia laughed and Claudie set me up. Is this also a form of fame? While there is some strength in the shoulders, the presence of many people who recognize it suggests that there may be an increased likelihood of exposure to the threat.
"Uh-huh, let's go then."
Let's be a little more careful in the future.
Before I left, I took out the map I had put in my pouch and briefly confirmed my location.
"I think things are going to work out a little better today. Claudie, Winia. I think we're running out of troops around here today. You can go this way."
After checking the direction straight away, I set out with her.
There was no more navy. One Crusader's Dagger in three bottles of Holy Water. The Holy Water will be useful.
As we entered the forest, we encountered other adventurers and found a procession of soldiers, but as we went deeper, the more popular the scale disappeared.
The surrounding atmosphere was as horrible as the demons would appear. It felt like evil creatures were roaming between the dark bushes and under the trees.
This is a story I've heard from somewhere, because demons are so evil that if their numbers come together, they also affect the surrounding environment. There is also a record that monsters are in a state of widespread explosion.
Anyway, it was not difficult to find a way or set a course because Elise and the Imp were subjugated and poked around. Rather, it was ripe to the eye. We crossed the forest very smoothly.
It's noon when I walk like that.
I walked all morning, but I didn't have the income to do this.
I searched the area, but I found no sign of the Devil. Only a few small monsters were found. Originally, search was like that.
"Shall we eat first?"
"Yes, then."
"Nigga, go get some firecrackers."
Whatever it is, if it's time to eat, we have to eat and move. After gathering the Fire Seal, Winia fires skillfully. Then I took the groceries out of my backpack.
Eating salted sausages on fire always gives me great satisfaction. I ate it with cheese and jerky, so I felt good. I didn't forget to replenish myself with dried fruit.
That's how we went deeper after we finished eating.
I looked everywhere carefully throughout the move. Then, a slightly unusual footprint came into my eyes. It was a footprint I had never seen before, and I was judged to have only recently emerged.
That was right in front of me.
"Claudie. Winia. Look at this."
"Footprints?"
Two women confirmed their footprints.
"Winia. Do you know what the footprints are? I think I've never seen footprints before."
As an adventurer, I've seen a lot of footprints of monsters. Approximately, I started to quote what monsters were, but this trail was a little unusual.
"Umm... what is it? This one? It looks like a big nigger, not an oak or a troll. Do you have any guesses?"
"Well? I don't know all the monsters here. I think he's a bit big, though. Can you see the claws? Is it a sign of the devil?"
You need to know if it's a demon trail.
"Let's follow him."
Following in the footsteps, a footprint of the same size was also identified as congested.
I recall what the brass knight explained. Leserdaemon said there was a habit of gathering. I doubt enough if I think about the number of footprints I've never seen and how congested they look.
I brought my vigilance and sentiment to the top.
They may be nearby.
"Huhu... the devil. Demons. They come from hell... I can't wait. I think it's boiling blood."
Claudie was halfway a cat. The energy of wanting to get the blood of the demons is swift.
"You're just like a nigger."
"Couples look alike."
I continued to track footprints.
It was a gathering, and the horns were scattered. I'm starting to feel like there's going to be a battle. If the demons had heads, they would have moved away from the paladins.
- Gasoline.
At that moment, the wind was blowing.
"Hmm? This is a strange trick."
Claudie holds the position as if she felt something. If she catches something, there's nothing more to see. Standing guard of Winia, he aims his sword at the front.
-Excuse me.
At the same time, the bush shook.
- Eagle.
Then, it came to my attention that a small and large creature from behind the tree was observing us, emitting a glowing glow.
- Black energy sitting around.
It was a daemon chew!
"... the humans here were so violent."
Immediately, I tried to do good to him. Suddenly, I heard a cold voice.
"Did you say it?"
Winia, who opened her eyes, said in astonishment, and Claudie, who seemed to be intrigued, shook her ear.
I don't know what it is, but trying to start a conversation is proof that you're not confident in a fight.
I slowly moved toward him, vigilant around him. It would not be bad to interrogate him once he has torn off his limbs. It's easy to be with Claudie.
"Cat, wait. I want to hear what you're saying."
"... yes."
Apparently Claudie wanted to hear his will.
I nodded and stopped walking.
"You have come to us."
The demon opens his mouth again.
The voice was quite heavy and progressive.
- Sarah.
"Don't you intend to settle this peacefully?"
It was a fucking dog, a monster in itself, who showed up behind a tree.
The dry twisted muscles on the barefoot skin were bizarre, and the face seemed to be barely attached to the horse's skeleton.
I wondered how ugly it was to grow up like that when I was a kid. Is hell that tight? That's why we might want to move on to the human world.
- A miracle.
Anyway, the rhesus daemon of the horse's head crawled through four legs that were quite long and horrendous compared to the sphere.
"... you look creepy."
It was Winia's assessment.
He literally looks creepy.
Walking on your four legs was not a normal quadriceps, but rather a vicious shape that pretended to be a monster while taking pains deliberately to relieve the victims of a serial killer who had twisted his heart.
- Insignia and wickedness melt in each step.
There's no way he wants peace. What they want is blood and violence. And nothing but genocide and imperialism.
"Are you the devil from the Pandemonium?"
I pointed the knife and asked the devil.
He said he wanted to hear what Claudie was saying. Then you can listen to a few words and then throw the holy water and cut it into pieces.
"I can't answer that."
The demon speaks coldly with a blazing glow.
"Then you're dead, you four-legged bastard. You came to the human world because you have something to pick up! Answer me, demon!"
My silent rhesus daemon opens his mouth heavily for a moment.
"Man, you seem to want violence. However, even if you kill me, there will be nothing to gain."
"What?"
"You know that man is being rewarded for killing us. There will be nothing to gain even if you kill me. Therefore, I make a proposition, stating that I want to make a peaceful deal with you humans."
"Hey, what the fuck is this?"
I was quite astonished by the horseshoe pup who speaks a fairly fluent and glamorous dialect. Hildegard was very good at what he said when he thought about it. Demons from similar places are more likely to have similar intelligence.
"Motherfucker!!!"
How dare you!