From Mightiest Hero to Demon King (WN)

Lizardman named it 'Dolphio'. If you try to be a race, you're young, and you're a man, by the way.

Gallius finds Scoop from the luggage they had and digs a hole across the bush.

No fine dust to mourn, just evidence obliteration. Even if the body was found, it was to excuse 'I found the adventurer was murdered by demons and buried him'.

Identify yourself easily while digging holes.

Dolphio was surprised that he came from the End of the Forest, but even though he was a human being, he didn't seem as surprised as he was by the fact that he lived with subhumans.

"You're being enslaved, aren't you?

"Yes, all the sub-people in the city of Flattas are managed by a slaver named 'Luciola Chamber of Commerce'"

While the real number is unknown, he said he has a thousand sized slaves.

In a painting of the nearby fortified city of Frattas, there is a sub-settlement surrounded by fences, where slave traders lend their sub-people to farmers and adventurers. They also trade with slave traders in other cities.

(Jizzle should know... well, what's the point of not telling me)

If I had been informed in advance, I might have feared that I would be ready and unscrupulous.

I'm done digging holes, removing my gear from my lost neck body and bringing it. Three heads were also thrown into the hole and covered with dirt.

I picked up the twig and made it a grave mark to my degree of apology. I didn't just hide it, just to make it look like I buried it. Still, I tried to hide in the bushes from the trail.

Dolphio is kneeling and praying.

"Weren't they about to be killed?

"Right. To be honest with you, I think 'all over the place'. But I've been taught not to leave the dead alone. Do you mean fundamental to the Spirit faith, because if you don't, you will damage the Spirit's mood"

Dolphio jokes and laughs. I found it obvious that I cared about Gallius.

Off the trail, I fell back. Find the luggage of the adventurers.

I found a pass. But it's inscribed, and it seems impossible for anyone else to use it.

Take food out of your own luggage and eat it separately.

"What are you going to do now? It's dangerous to head all the way to the end of the forest alone. Their gear doesn't envisage a long journey."

In time, Gallius continued.

"I'm going back to Limullesta once I've done my research for about ten days. Why don't you come with me? Until then, I want you to hide in this forest and, if possible, take care of Fei Long."

"I appreciate the story. But I... I'm going back to the city. Put everyone down and just run away..."

I wasn't surprised. It's the most likely answer I expected.

"Okay. I respect your will. [M] You'll have a hard time, but be patient for a while."

"What?"

"But when it comes to the size of a thousand people, the problem is still moving. The same goes for taking us out of the city, but my head hurts considering even the end of the woods"

"Oh, um... what are you talking about?

"Hmm? I'm talking about how to free you guys."

Dolphio spreads his mouth wide.

"Anyway, now all we need is information. If we go to the city, they'll have local intelligence, and I want to make contact somehow."

Jizzle only tells me, 'I'll call you from over there'.

Either way, I had to ride directly into the city to find out more about the situation of the suburbans.

Gallius pinched up the pass, and, uh, looked at it.

"I'm sorry, but I'm gonna let you use me."

If we fail, we'll think of another hand. With such a light feeling, I lifted my hips...

We came on foot to the fortified city of Frattas.

Surrounded by moats, we make a grand stop at the front castle gate through the bounce bridge.

Speaking to the gatekeepers, he was surrounded by men armed and taken to a private room.

A middle-aged man with a beard surface arrives at the table and says flutteringly.

"Ho? So you buried those adventurers?

"Oh. When I find the wreckage of an adventurer in my hometown, I'm supposed to bury him on the spot and take the artifacts to an adventurer's guild in a nearby city. Is it different here?

"The corpse of the adventurer should be stripped and left alone..."

The middle-aged soldier glanced at Dolphio.

"Didn't the demons there kill you?

"No, that's not it. The adventurers seem to have run away with this one. but where another demon was attacking me there, in a situation where I happened to take the street. It was just before I could breathe already. After I got rid of the demon, the wounded guy came, so I treated him and asked him what the situation was, but I decided there was no contradiction in the story."

Anyway, and Gallius arranged the adventurers' luggage on the table.

"If you don't have to take the artifacts to the guild, I wonder what's wrong with these. If I had you, that could be the banditry. It just so happens to be on the street. Honestly, I'm in trouble."

Gallius lifted the cloth sachet he had placed on the table. There is a noise of the rallies.

"It's painful to ask for this... what do you think? Can you keep the artifacts here for one second and find a family member and companion?

The middle-aged soldier took the sachet from Gallius and looked at the contents. My eyes shine.

The adventurers' belongings contained only silver and bronze coins, but they snuck two pieces of gold in.

"Ugh, um. If that's the case, I don't have a choice. The passes they had undoubtedly belonged to this city. It's our duty to take care of the residents."

When the middle-aged soldier hides the sachet in his own pocket, he instructs the soldiers who were on his side with his jaw. The adventurers' luggage was completely unpacked.

"Well, let's just say I take this guy to the Luciola Chamber of Commerce. Oh, I can't let that bother your hands. Never mind. Just..."

Gallius cheeks deliberately.

"I didn't plan to stop by this city, so I don't have a pass. I'd like to go through the process, is that possible?

I took a piece of gold out of my pocket and placed it in front of a middle-aged soldier. Pick it up right away, or middle-aged soldiers make their eyes shine.

"We fought the demons, you should slow down. He mourned the residents of the city."

The middle-aged soldier with a mollusc face pulls as he is, and Gallius performs the procedure in a separate room.

Only one young soldier was present.

"You did well."

It brings a slight and nasty grin to my face.

"But aren't you a little too generous? What are you up to?"

If you look closely, your eyes weren't laughing.

They say some of them look good.

"Whoa, I'm proud to have my arm up there. I thought if I became an adventurer in this city, I'd be able to collect it as soon as I could."

Gallius played gold coins with his fingers. The young soldier missed his grasp and followed the gold coin that fell on the floor on all fours.

"It wouldn't hurt to get along with you guys, would it? Each other."

"Hehe, hehe. Well, yeah. Hold it. Hold it. Hold it. I think you can be a good adventurer."

"Thanks for that."

Apparently, it's not a good idea, I just wanted to give myself a spill.

Gallius was thus able to creep through the castle gate so lightly as to clap it out -