Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

Shanoar Vie Atmosphere. In other words, Veroche's search for his grandfather is smooth besides funny.

He's on defensive duty as a prominent magician in the cities of men on the Devil's Continent. The battle between the "humans" and the "demon king's army" seemed fierce, either as a boulder demon continent or as a mixture of humans and demons.

The name of the city is Tyren Castle.

It was a story that Yurica herself had heard, and above all, number one knew where it was. It seems that the castle, which can arrive in a few days by walking from the stepped down meadow, is just creating a tingling air with the demonic tribe, and it was a story that it would even be difficult to get in without being able to simulate it successfully to humans.

"Do you really want me to wear something?"

"I'm gonna lose my wings."

Hmm.

Although, about a straw hat. Then the horns will pierce... well, it would be great to have something like a triple cassette. Something's not right.

"What's going on? Don't worry about it."

"No, this is the only thing that comes to mind when it comes to me wearing a hat, but I wonder where I can get it"

"Hmm...... what kind of guy?

"From the front it's triangular, from the top it's round, the type of hat that has no umbrella pattern and puts its head there"

"Oh, Kasawa?

"You don't know."

Then you went through with "Kasaka" and "Kasaka".

But I don't think they're selling it here, even if it's japonese or republican.

Like that, behind the first issue of walking straight as a guide, an unexpected word descended on my ear as I tried to think plainly.

"I made it."

"What?"

"If you braided the twig that grows around it, you could make something else. You're good at sewing because you used to tear your clothes back."

"Marry me"

"Ha!?

"No, I'm lying. But don't get suspicious that you're really the head of the army."

"... be, it's not such a surprise... it's a girl..."

"Come on."

Yurica pointing her lips and distracting her from her earlier full strength.

But it's awesome around saying that you make light kasashi or something.... Now, in addition to the waste and the dressing, it looks really strong, like Tsutakabra's Kasashi.

Earlier Yurika was growing a twinkle cabra, I told her, but he's a fine monster. I know Yurica would have killed a second, but I'll do it a lot. Really.

"Bye, brother. You want to go wild around here today?

"Oh, I need you to show me how bad it is."

"No, no, because I was free. Plus, you get so much money, you're gonna have to do it!

No.1, who looked back, took the little wipes out of his nostrils. That's personal property number one in itself, but you appropriately wrapped the gard I had on hand earlier.

"I don't have a reason to say no to this amount of gold. Besides, it's been a long time since I've been able to travel with a pretty girl like you."

"I don't even think I can handle it."

"Mmmm, I can't!! I'm dying!! Thick-cut No. 1!!

"No, you don't have to try to feed yourself."

Unlike an underground empire, the night sky rises with a white moon.

Even the day isn't bright, but the world is really dark at night.

Nothing. I could have continued my journey without sleeping like this, but I was settling here to sleep tight in case something happened. Just now, there was a place like a square by the side of the tunnel, so there was a bonfire here to go wild.

Well, if I swing the axe properly, I can do the firewood, and number one will go wild, and I'll hunt it, and Yurika will be ready for a few snails as soon as she leaves, so she'll be ready for the wild lodge a lot lighter.

"Flame!"

No. 1 magically lit the firewood that had been assembled. I'm a little jealous. As for no magical propriety.

"Number one is magical."

"Yes! Even so, it's all about fighting, and magic is about little things like this for life, and only exploratory systems can be used."

"What kind of guy is an exploratory system?

"For example, you have a brother in front of you right now. So, if you check the quality of the magic that's coming out of your brother... you'll know which direction your brother is in."

... Sounds like magic I've heard somewhere. I can't use my bead sensor.

"So number one means you know which one the people you met once are?

"It seems like someone who wanted to learn magic is exclusive.... Ah, it's burnt, horn rabbit"

Perhaps the reason why No. 1 just returned from a light hunt also stems from the area. and so on, while scratching the whole grill of rabbits received from him. Even though I say it's a warcraft, it doesn't even poison us with a high magic content in the first place.

Meals while the three of us surround the fireworks and have a light conversation.

Although there have been many of them before, I wonder if the three of us have ever had anything to eat.

"... it's good to be one of them"

"Heh? Did I say something?

"Mm-hmm. Sort of."

He said he was throwing Horn Rabbit's bones into the fire and relaxing about his arms behind him. Such a dialogue was popping up unexpectedly.

He heard some solitaire on the equally blurry issue, and I guess there's nothing to do but have a conversation, I'm eating up.

Speaking of Yurika, she is knitting me a kasaga using a twinkle kabra in the crossing of her nose. Domestic all-purpose idol and general, don't do it.

"I'm going to go see you now ~, wait. My favorite, my favorite darling ~"

"... brother, brother, you're such a good singer."

"I guess so."

"But if I did some lyrics earlier, I'd be a maiden."

"Idol."

"Are you an idol!?

He took me live last time.

"Live!?

"You're as strong as an asshole."

"Ha... just like you said"

With a decent face, No. 1 glanced at Yurika. As always, she is immersed in her own work with a song in her upper mood. The first face I glanced back at from her like that was something of a pain in the ass.

"Number one, my face is so hard"

"That's what I have to do with you - your face is so annoying!?

"You've seen it before, you've got a lot of questions to ask."

"No, but look, I mean, I care about the relationship or something"

"What, you fell in love with Yurica?

"That's not what I'm talking about. Yeah! But you see, if that was the case, I'd be worried about the way it's going to get in the way of the oil."

"From Nei. 'Cause I'm just a fellow traveler."

"... Oh, my God. Hmm, I don't know."

"Why do you seem a little happy? Is that how it feels after all? Let me get Yurika."

"Are you a ghost?!?

It's a ghost. Neither do you.

"Sten, did you call?

"Am I? No, I'm looking forward to Kasawa"

"Phew, I'm going to make you say, 'No more rashes than this!'"

Beyond the bonfire, did you notice the boulder's voice?

Yurika turned around with a decent face, so I stopped because No. 1 was swinging sideways with the momentum to separate the very creepy crying face when I tried to tell her to leave the truth as it was.

Yurica herself seems kind of fun to make, and the prototype is already being made.

Something magical. Yurika, your handmade kasashi, you're some kind of magic belt. What kind of accessories do you have? Hey.

"Mr. Yuleeka. It seems like it's going to become a tool for Kasagami."

"Hmm? I'm not a craftsman, so I can't make it that strong, but Tsutakabra's Tsutakabra's Tsutakabra's Tsutakabra is easy to convey."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"... you want me to say it already?

"What?"

Is it because of the burning fire? Or for another reason?

A red-faced Yurica looks at this one with some moist eyes. No, don't do that face because you don't understand anything. I have a nosebleed.

"My magic is sword magic. It's a degenerative magic of different attributes than Veroche's dark magic."

"... so?

"Let me finish my explanation there... I don't know... Okay, Sten?

"Am I?"

"I'm the one who makes it magically for you," I hope Sten doesn't get hurt, "so it becomes a magic guide with blade protection."

... Oh, my God, isn't he cute?

"Also, more joy! I'm not the only one embarrassed!

"Wow, wow."

"Heh, heh. That's why I didn't want to tell you!

Number one disappeared into the shade of a tree. Probably has a nosebleed from an asthma.

"Well, whatever"

"What..."

"Thanks."

"... would you be happier?"

Yurika went on to create Kasashi because of her shank, a change of mood from her earlier days.

I just want to believe that that pointy mouth and somewhere reddish in the back is proof that I'm not just grumpy.

… or.

... Really, that's the only thing I'm going to be wearing.

"Well, this is Tyren Castle!

A few days after that.

After a short journey, there was a castle in front of us.

I can't compare it to Eden, the capital of the Holy City, but I still feel the temper to intercept the Demons as a high piled castle fortress. Pressure, or what?

It's a beautiful day. Even if it's a beautiful day, it's the weather on the Devil's Continent, so the sky is almost evening after four or six o'clock. Otherwise, I'll pack Yurika.

For that reason, the three of us stood in the midst of a round trip under heaven.

"That's pretty good."

"You have brown walls. Brick."

"I don't know about Ouilla, but I'm sure you've heard something about a bond that almost nullifies magic."

"What kind of front-line base on the boulder demon continent is that? You know how hell the times leading up to Grimoire Lancer I were..."

"Brother?"

"Oh, nothing."

Me, I've been thinking about all kinds of reasons why the Demons of this era would be strong if they did it, but there was one answer that came true. A strong man is a lot of people who want to boast of strength at all times. Then, naturally, authoritarianism and dictatorship will pass.

Some of them were the most powerful demon kings of all, and I guess they were just terribly strong people between two hundred and two years ago.

But what happened two years ago changed everything. More of a transformation than a case.

Five heroes, mainly Eisenhardt K. Fangini.

There is a modern existence because they toured all over the place during the Demon King's Crusade and crusaded the mighty Demons.

Conversely, until then, it's not surprising that the Hell of a Snort painting was at tea time.

"... Really, it's a hell of a time."

I wonder if fighting the people of this era would raise the level considerably. But the trap is that if you do it too much, you don't know what's going to happen in modern times.... Unless you can leave work to go back to the past twice, but you won't know what that's going to be... and let's be careful while we can be careful.

"Well, you two, Oyla's gonna be free around here. That was close. I bruised it!

"Oh, well. You're right."

"... hey number one, I want to ask you a favor, will you listen to me?

"Heh? What is it?

To him with a peppered head down, fu.

"I want you to find out where the end village of Rachean is."

"... oh, example. Roger that, I know where my brothers are, so I'll be back when I find them again!

Thank you, number one.

"No, if it's for you! See you soon, brother!

Then No.1 ran back across the woods. Yurika and I dropped it off and exhaled one.

"Are you okay, number one?"

He would have grabbed something.

... There's a reason I bothered to ask number one.

We caught passing travelers and demons, and we went around asking for information about Shanoir and Rashean. But little information remained available only about Rachean, where fallen angels lived in hiding.

We're going to gather information lightly in the city, too, but if no one knew about it, we'd have to ask the demons and other travelers who already live in the woods around. I can only thank No.1 for taking on that role. It was a strange edge, but I decided to let it be used.

"... Now, suppose we go"

"It's for Verochet, but it's a bit of a". I'll sell you a favor at best.... to Sten, too, huh?

"Oh, my God, if I hadn't been here, I wouldn't have been there in the first place."

"Yeah, too bad."

Tongue out, of course, Yurika laughs.

Come on, let's go see him then.

to the rare genius sorcerer Shanoar Vie Atmosphere.

We took a step forward by lightly re-wearing a three-time cassette that felt comfortable and warm somewhere.