From Mightiest Hero to Demon King (WN)

A golden sword and armor placed on a low table. Looking at it, Gallius whispered.

"I have no choice. Roses."

"Yep... That's me, too, for the abrupt death sentence."

A voice that seemed sincerely unpleasant struck my head.

Returning to Limullesta, Gallius was visiting the mansion of Gizzle in the capital to unlock the sealing ceremony applied to the Saint Martial Art Elzanad.

Several others have gathered, including Jizzle.

"Is there a breakdown because Jizzle says the procedure is incomplete? Along with that, we'll just temporarily dismantle it. If that weakens the technique, there's no harm in doing it."

"Sure, but... if you dismantle it, does it have any effect on Lord Elzanad himself?

'If you get finely cut in this state, you may not be able to have a conversation'

Originally I can only talk to the contractor, but the voice is drooling besides Gallius, the current situation where functions are almost unavailable. I could finally carry it by hand.

"I don't want to split and use it like Phoenix's armor, but I can't keep it like this"

Once Gallius equipped himself with Holy Martial Arts to fight the Subhumans.

A former brave man, he is now the representative of a subhuman state, but some will feel agonized in his golden all-body armor when he fights in the lead.

"At least you want to change the color."

I was dissatisfied with the sparkle and prominent armor that was originally unsuitable for covert action. It is unknown what harm will result from the color change, but I want to achieve it.

"You can change that, right?

"... what, you say?

'The shape is also somewhat accommodating. Though it is by my will rather than by the function of swords and armor'

"Why, have you been silent?

'Cause they didn't ask me.

I'm frustrated with spirits who answer all the time.

"You don't think this is cool, do you?

'Cool, isn't it...?

"I hear he's hopelessly different from you."

When the seal is unsealed, change the color and shape to your liking first. No matter what the host says. It was Gallius who made up his mind.

"Anyway, it's going to take some time to unseal. Can you give it a try?"

Gallius spoke to the person who was twitching in the corner of the room.

"Heh? Oh, okay? Even if I touch the holy sword and holy armor...?

From the neck down is a subhuman who looks almost the same as a person. But the head is a bird - a creepy eyed owl. It is a super rare species called the "Wear Oulu", and he is the only one in Limullesta.

His name is Mouzzo, and he's a white researcher.

He is a man fascinated by magic and dedicated his life to magical research. He possessed a technology that allowed him to exercise many magics accurately as well as theory.

"You'll be the only one who can unseal it."

Moozzo makes his expression shine. He's patting his hands like wings, but unfortunately he can't fly.

"Oh, that! Can I use that one too?

Point your crushed eyes at the tip.

A huge, blackening crystal was placed beside the table.

Dark Crystal - a rare material that can be super super applied, a substitute for creating the finest items even in an earlier amount of nails.

That's what's on this scene with as many chunks as a man's torso.

Because I brought it to sleep in the treasure trove of the royal palace.

"I don't mind sharpening as much as a cobbler. Is that enough?

"Absolutely! Oh, how blasphemous a power would be created if we customized the holy weapon with a dark crystal..."

'Um, I'm sorry I'm in a trance, but I'd like you to stop except to unseal it...'

"Right. Be careful not to disappear."

'You said something rash and horrible. Or isn't my treatment cluttered?

"No. Um, I have that degree of common sense with me, too, so the contention is around... oh, yeah. I want to show you something, Mr. Gallius."

Mouzo tilts his face straight to the side like trouble and fishes the bag that was at his feet. I took out a black box small enough to catch on the palm of my hand.

"This... could it be a relay device?

When Gallius received it, Moozzo laughed, "It's your answer," he said.

At present, the communication magic equipment needs to be handled by the sender and the recipient, respectively.

The relay apparatus is an item that can be sent manually to another communication magic apparatus, or relay apparatus, as is the information sent. It must be infused with magic power on a regular basis, but it can also be relayed in pairs, making it possible to communicate information more quickly from a distance than ever before.

"We are doing the expected behavior in the exam. The problem was the material needed for mass production, but we got a lot of dark crystals, so we can handle that, too."

Little body advances out, sideways with a muzzo that is likely to sing even in a nose song.

This is Ceretta, a wearrat woman who was in the chair in the town of Boulder. I am now in a position to cede the chairman to Miguel and lead the operational team of communications operations in the capital.

"We've got a story about communications magic equipment, so here it is."

Give Gallius the thick booklet you have in your hand.

"This is a report prepared by our operations team. We also have a list of the best signals and word correspondence tables."

Now it only operates with correspondence tables for specific words and light blinking patterns, but on the other hand, there was the disadvantage of not being able to send detailed information to correspondents without the need for advanced technology.

In addition to the corresponding table, Gallius had given instructions to review the operation so that letters could be sent separately in the sense of increasing freedom.

The common language of the continent combines thirty characters to make a word. It is the text that arranges the words along the grammar.

However, even a simple sentence can take a lot of work on the sender.

So I was looking for ways to keep the amount of information as low as possible, such as combining it with the usual word response tables and making my own grammar.

"You work a lot faster. That's a lot of work. But still, this way, it's going to take time to get familiar."

"The creation of textbooks and proficiency curricula is done in parallel. The problem is developing a class of instructors... but I actually found some delicacies"

"Am I among the correspondents?

"Yeah. He's one of the warrats, hitting surveillance operations near the edge of the endless forest. His name is Stephen. Even if you subtract the attention of your peers, you are currently the best, fastest, and most accurate correspondent of all."

If one of you is fit, it would be a good idea to call him to the capital to join the operations team.

"Well, based on that, I'll leave the operations team to you."

"I understand," Ceretta bowed her head.

The jizzle crumbles with blur.

"We are gradually getting ready for war, but is the Empire really going to attack us?

There's no reason for him to be optimistic either. Things have changed since Gallius assaulted the King's capital.

After Gallius and the others left, the coalition of local nobles took control of the king's capital. swept away the remnants of the Empire. In response, the group of urban states unilaterally broke negotiations with the Empire by breathing 'Empire Fear Not Enough'.

Emperor Yurtus is drawn to the eastern realm of the kingdom, Galburg.

"Given his character, I don't think he's silent with mud all over his face. Besides, there's one thing that bothers me."

Gallius took a book out of his backpack.

"It's a magic study I found in the treasure trove in Wang Du. It doesn't seem to belong to the kingdom, it seems to have been written down by Roy"

Whoa! And Moozzo's eyes glowed.

Gallius laughed bitterly,

"Whoa, it's a souvenir for you. Unfortunately, I haven't touched the sealing magic. Just..."

Gallius turned the page and opened it to the low table to show it.

"They could be putting this into practice."

We peeked and breathed together...

Shortly before returning to Garburg Castle, Yurtus always looked like he had chewed up a bitter bug.

(All of you, Gallius. How dare you make me cocky!

The Wang capital was attacked and Roy died. Quickly, the king's capital was taken away by the local nobles.

(Hmm, okay. Wang capital can be taken back soon)

Leaving the castle, Yurtus looked up into the sky.

(That's right. If it's even finished, I don't even need it anymore)

There was a huge ship floating (...).

It's not technically a floating ship in the water, it's overall rounded. On the side there was a thoroughness like shortening the wings of a bird. The mast is removed and instead the propeller is mounted everywhere, twirling around.

It's loaded with supplies that can fight thousands of soldiers for months, and it's equipped with twenty oversized gungates that can destroy the walls of the castle, only to be able to fly through the unshielded air faster than a horse.

Exactly a giant flying weapon.

"Goddamn it, watch it, Gallius. Now I'm gonna fly over your head and burn you down every forest!

Yurtus laughed up to the sky as he welcomed the giant weapon -.

"What is this...? Ship, there is no sail for it, and there is a strange richness..."

Jizzle tweezers.

Together, he twists his neck to a strange ship painting, depicted on the page of a magic study left behind by Roy.

"'Aircraft,' it says here," Gallius replied.

"Battleships fly in the air? How can you float something so stupid?

"Looking at the material you need for the core part is going to tear your head off, but that sounds theoretically possible. The detailed explanation is fragile, but assuming the Empire is completing this, Yurtus will literally jump over the group of urban states and attack here."

Garius laughs lightly to reassure himself in the face, which ends with a strange face.

"What, don't worry about it. Whether you come by airship or land, what we do remains the same. Just before you go into the End of the Woods, you just have to tap it."

Instead, Gallius said away.

"It would be easier if you came by airship. Whatever it is, shoot it down while you're flying, and you're done."

A magical defense would be natural.

What is not easy with attacks from the ground was also read from the research book at hand.

So the expression 'shoot down' is inaccurate.

"You, are you going to do something by yourself again?

When the jizzle tells you like it's spooked,

"Depending on the situation, we're going to be able to zero this damage."

I was willing to ride alone and answer...