Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

"Sacred Capital Eden Invasion Festival Feature! Snort shouting is our pleasure!

"This is the decision to kill this year! State-of-the-art waistroll fashion!

"Who's the new Four Heavens King! A fierce recruit to succeed the" Power "Gulfeil!

"Dear Mother and Father, who belong to the Demon King's Army. Guided tour of the exercise '

"Yurica, it's your day!

"Announcement of the Livestock Show"

The titles scattered around the handed flyers were too much to make me remember to dizzy.

Wow...... it's chaos......

The paper handed over contained various pieces of information that would probably have been printed in prints. The contents written on the flyer of Mayutsu-Shinaga were not sure if it was fancy or obscure.

What the hell? Killing this year.

That's the Demon King's Army, but it's a lot easier.

And what's with the livestock? What kind of livestock are you? Yeah.

For the Demon King's Army, humans are the same as livestock... in III, they were treated differently, but being enemies of all humans on the road was the same.

You've already recruited the Four Heavens King with such a PR knoll.

Are you seriously understaffed?

"... wow"

"Am I?"

A pompous, leaky voice from behind me reading that flyer for a while in front of Veroche. When I looked back, I tried to peek in from near my right shoulder and Hiragi had his eyes on the paper.

Slightly upset in its eyes. No, well, yeah. It's normal.

I'm pretty good, too.

I'm flat out talking about fashion that's important for killing into my habit of doing exercise tours and things I really don't understand. It's not funny. It's not something you can screw with your usual knoll.

"... for now, guys"

"Long time no see -. Long time no see. Not really."

"What, do you know him?

Hiragi, who can see the color of vigilance, is not energetic with his nine tails either. Whether I saw where my ears were standing burning or where my eyes were clueless, my instincts seemed to be guessing to what extent the "human" in front of me was freaking out.

"And I gave you my arm again. It feels stronger and stronger."

"Well, that's better."

When I close the pochette, I stick my thumb out like a downer.

Can't you read the back or not know what you're thinking?

I'm under the impression you're always like that, but let's see.

What the hell is she doing on such a Thunt mountain road?

Veroche Vie Atmosphere.

The de facto number 3, an executive of the Demon King's Army and even higher than the Four Heavenly Kings.

It's no surprise it's such a talent discovery, but I was surprised that it even came out to this world in the first place.

Whatever, because Grimoire Lancer II never made a decent appearance until the final phase. Maybe I overlooked it, but in me, who was supposed to have done all the subevents like those on the offensive site, Mr. Veroche's moving out of Demon King's Castle was in itself out of my imagination.

Though.

Unlike last time, we don't seem to rush each other.

It was also in my mood to talk about it lightly.

You're not going to get killed.

I gave Hiiragi the Demon King's Army correspondence and I asked Mr. Veroche.

"So, what business is it this time?

"No, it happened to be something that went through nearby. How about the Four Heavens King?"

"It's like the Four Heavens are lined up in the store. Stop saying that."

"Is that so? Be the Four Heavens King and you will have happiness."

"Don't even open solicitation."

As always, she is a girl with no grasp.

Now that I have a good grasp of the hegemony, I can tell, but the girl in front of me wasn't usually that comprehensive either. She had a tremendous amount of magic and hegemony in her body.

"By the way, weren't you being chased by the Commander of Magic?

"Uh, it was dangerous for you. After I said goodbye to Mr. Sten - I was in the Reich, but I was distracted and found out. Miscellaneous soldiers were cleaned up, but something terrible came along later, so I got a little sloppy -"

"... Aurai, well understood"

"Oh, you think about it -?

"No, I'm not."

I shook my head at Mr. Veroche, who tilted his neck.

Totally out of conversation.

Still, was it this guy who made you run away from Yatano?

And now I'm a little more cluttered up, but I'm sure that's about seats four and six.

I don't know which one is stronger than Digirre or that Ocarina woman, but at least treat the two stronger than Grindle, who is the weakest.

I knew this guy was flying a lot, but I couldn't say anything.

"No, that creature is still on the human side. At first, I thought it was going to blow up with my spell - but I was returned with the phenomenon of divine erosion (Phase Skill), which I unleashed with quite a bit of firepower. Oh, yeah, hey, I can't do that opponent, he's been running away like that - I don't want to see an umbrella for a while."

"I think it would be a lot better if I could just get away from it..."

"It's not compatible, and I don't sneak up on a god I don't touch. Just the Erosion of God (Phase Skill)."

I didn't even hear the details from Yatano.

He used the God Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill), which means he pulled out an umbrella that usually doesn't pull out at all. I mean, you were a bee, right?

I still don't have the confidence to get away from Yatano in a hot state.

"That umbrella woman is a long-range shell type. If it's okay to just run away, I can afford it."

"Ranged artillery type, huh? What about Mr. Veroche, then?

"I am."

Mmm, and Mr. Veroche thinks with his fingers under his lips.

How sleepy the energetic weather twin drill is to be in this sunlight just thinking fluffy with low tension.

And fingertips that poke me out of my back like that.

"What's up?

"So, who's this awesome low tension twin drill? I have something I don't want to get, and I can't believe I'm soliciting the Four Heavens."

"Oh, that's this guy. Mr. Veroche, the Commander of the Demon King's Army."

"Demon King Army!? Because he's not a demon."

"Mm-hmm? Speaking of which, I didn't realize who you were.

Between the talking Hiiragi and me, Mr. Veroche makes a glimpse of himself.

And seriously, staring at Hiragi's face, he looked from head to toe and then fished a basket and pochette to remove a single piece of small paper.

"Gentlemen, this is Veroche Vie Atmosphere, the leader of the Demon King's Army. Are you one of Mr. Sten's men?

"Oh, hey, I'm a family member."

In a sudden gesture, Hiragi was twisted.

It's not impossible, it is. Blah, blah, blah. I don't know how this works. Tension guy, I'd be in a hurry if he got involved all of a sudden.... I'm sorry, I think I was adapting.

Come on, Hiiragi, for tomorrow!

"Oh, that's how Mr. Sten looks at his family. I want it more and more -. Now it pays 2.2 million gards a month. What do you say?

"Oh, you've gone up something. Price"

"No. Uh, it's only in anticipation of Mr. Sten's skill. By the way, family, what's your name?"

"Hii, Hiiragi"

"Well, I see. No, aren't you a wonderful family member? This is Hagu, Rigu, Mr. Sten."

Yeah, yeah, I snort and stick my thumb out again. A feather pen leaped around Mr. Veroche's perimeter, and he seemed to be writing something on the scroll on his own.

Still, do you have eyes for me to see my family?

Ho.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"No, I hear I have eyes for my family, you're being praised, Hiragi."

"And naturally!? I'm ancient..."

"Hey, Mr. Veroche can tell, how this nice is pretending, too. I'm a little overwhelmed... and the beads are flawed, but they still stick to me."

"Hey, don't ignore me. Ignore me!

Ask Mr. Veroche after Hiiragi, who says he has to go behind his back.

Then, for some reason, Mr. Veroche looked at me with a decent look on his face, then looked at Hiragi and turned his gaze back on me and opened his mouth.

"That's right too. I think you're in good shape for a moff. As much as I want one."

"Oh, go ahead, take one home and make it a souvenir to the Demon King's Army."

"What do you think people's tails are!?

Gradually, Hiiragi seems to be doing just as well.

The monster in front of you also has a heterogeneous style with Yatano.

Because of that, the vigilance also seemed to see Mr. Veroche in the dew... well, more than anything else if you would keep your normal mind about this much.

Or Mr. Veroche didn't do anything intimidating or intimidating in the first place.

Her presence, which merely puts pressure on her surroundings by being on the spot, but only acts on certain people.

A certain person is strong enough to instinctively feel a "hidden hegemony" with some strength.

It's hard to tell because there's only Hiragi and me here, but it's because Hiragi is also the middle boss. Miscellaneous fish are not so much miscellaneous fish. The surroundings are just a little magical.

"Are you two going to Thunt now?

"Toot or even Eden, the capital of the Holy Land ahead"

"Ooh! It's a convenience."

Pong, and Mr. Veroche, who struck his hand, laughed furiously, lowering his sleepy eyes.

"Be sure to come because our festival will take place just in the Holy Capital -"

"Festival......?

To her words, if you look at the title of the paper you handed to Hiiragi.

"Sacred Capital Eden Invasion Festival Feature! Snort shouting is our pleasure!

Though I knew it, I'm not crazy for a good idea - Demon King Army.

"Mr. Veroche, what is the Demon King's Army going to do in the Holy Capital?

"Um, that means fun since you came. We always welcome Mr. Sten."

Pinch the hem of that gothic dress and gently meet gracefully.

Mr. Veroche jumped in a flicker and turned to this one as he remembered.

Hiiragi, who had either finished reading all the articles or had also noticed some heterogeneity, also looks up to Mr. Veroche.

She said this only with a grin and a low tension look on her mouth.

"I was so annoyed. That's it. If that Commander of Demons is a long-range artillery, I 'm--"

In fact, in the battle between the "mentor" and the "wheel", they only stepped back behind the Demon King without showing their full strength. Still, I remember being sporadically concave, but I can't remember what kind of battle the "mentor" would fight.

But her words are enough to make me sweat cold on my back.

"- Wide-area extermination type, I'll just say. Shi-yu."

That's all I said, Mr. Veroche scratched out like a fog.

What is about to happen in the Holy Capital?

Honestly, I had a very bad feeling about it.

The direction indicated by the pieces of beads remains unchanged.