Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

The wizards who use a unique wizard called Ninjutsu - a republican territory famous for its "ninja," but let's talk about one or two and a half years ago here. The delightful journey of demonic ghosts has already been more than six months, and yet another six months have passed that I used to describe as "two years ago," but the fact that it happened remains the same.

"Demon King Crusade" by those who are called the Five Heroes of the Continent.

Selected from the five nations that existed on the earth except the Devil's Land, the heroes were each warriors with their own distinctive characteristics.

From the Empire, Eisenhardt K. Fangini.

From the Patriarchate, Randolph Zanargand, "the god of the present, who made him a crusader knight and a son of the gods of light.

From the Principality, "The Only S-Rank Adventurer (Braver)" Aleia von Galucia

From the Kingdom, "Knight of the Holy Sword" Kategina Ardelheid

And from the republic, the "mutant halberdia" Wolfgang Druid.

For the first time in their own power, two years ago the mighty Demon King's army was killed.

While it is true that there is no denying that two of Eisenhardt K. Fangini and Randolph Zanargand were out of their minds in that, I am sure Eisenhardt and Randolph will agree with you when it comes to the highest ranged attack by the three remaining men and the collective domination by the Holy Sword, as well as the fact that it was a feat that could have been achieved with what should also be called the fortress of Halberdia.

Well, let's get back to it here.

At that time, the Republic chose "Mutant Halberdia" rather than "Shinobi" as the supreme force held by its own country. It is also true that the choice saw the will to preserve the "Shinobi" as well as the Empire, but it is also true that given the external context, he admitted that the "strongest" representing his own nation was not the Shinobi.

The Republic made it clear that each of the powerful human beings born of a mutation won more than the ninjas who had accumulated times and repeatedly drilled incisions.

That's what Shrark realized a few years ago, the helplessness of Shinobi. And why I was convinced that a person's violent talents could be the backbone of the state.

"... what a pride of ninja"

Shrark had taken to an establishment in the basement of Lord Raydoor's residence, a short distance from his mansion on the third floor. A different room with tons of pods lined left and right. Inside that pod, which penetrated from floor to ceiling like a column, was filled with green liquid.

――

Spills and bubbles are the breaths of numerous demons sunk in that liquid.

While scrolling at hand, check the basic Talent (Specs) of the Demon Clan in each pod. Nodding at one time, twisting his neck at another.

I don't know the numbers on the data because it's not specialized, etc., but I was still more or less able to figure out how much muscle strength and magic I had.

Because it is the strength of the war that I will be serving, I must confirm its strength.

That was Schlark's view, and it was something that had been thorough long before its fruit.

"... to the demon ghost, the blood of the mentor. The first layer… No, is the lower part of the Civilian District safe?"

A pompous and squeaky word. Was it Shrek himself who threw it up?

The person who didn't understand that the most was Shrek himself. I opened my eyes once to my surprise and shook my head small.

"That wasn't a good dialogue the eagles are talking about right now.... I'm getting weaker."

Shrark sighs as he moves his frog-like eyes slightly.

I can no longer cohabit my greed with the actions I must take. In the meantime, Shrek took his own desire. If you do, you can't show anyone anymore if you don't move towards it.

- It's all for a country called the Republic.

"... come on, now you're ready"

Close the scroll.

Shrark rang his fingers in the center of the big room.

At that moment, the lid of the pod is opened simultaneously. The green liquid, which continued to be purified, flows out and evaporates and disappears. Shrark doesn't know what principle it was made of, and the only research team he knows is headed by that green-haired guy who doesn't care anymore, but that doesn't matter anymore. Research teams, their territories, it's their job to move them as limbs, and they don't need to investigate everything.

And.

"Grua......"

"Aaaaaaaa!!

"Goh...... ah......"

It is also my duty to freely use this creature.

"Well, it's the dawn of a generation of Shrek Druid Gardeia grand stage. I was able to row to execution much faster than I expected, but for what I was without losing my anger, I rather looked forward to.... We will crush the Shinobi and the Demons to achieve peace for the people of the Republic."

One demon after another pops out of the room, as Shrark says.

One by one, the special conductors who were waiting outside the room would take the demons who served (set) and head to the land they had already told them about.

All you have to do is stir and yang these maniacal demons, and in the meantime let them penetrate the Empire into Shinobi. That's all.

"... Let's go, Empire. The resentment trampled upon by you will surely clear up. The pain that took so many families away from them isn't as sweet as pulling it off to the next level of politics."

Multiple footsteps running down the cobbled streets.

Called the second tier, this is basically the place where the ninjas and soldiers of the republican territory live.

As a result, it is well maintained and the security is more stable. But only today seemed to overshadow that premise as well.

"Something!

A masked man blows up at a fist released at a rate at which he can see a brace of air.

"Yes?

A masked woman cones around and flies as she wraps her walls around the black runoff released from the Western umbrella.

"... enemies, many."

"I know."

A spinning kick in the waste of course punctured the abdomen. A ninja is blown up, slapped on the roof and sinks.

The earth touched with boots protrudes, inhibiting the movement of the ninjas.

"That's great, both of you."

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

"I can light it up."

Leading young man - Paul looks back, slightly distracted by his mouth.

It was good until Paul successfully tricked the gate soldiers into passing the passage leading to the second tier, but perhaps the hands of the raid were increasing due to the information brought about by Galaphs. But there's a lot of them nonetheless.

It's such a ninja move, as if we were being recognized for our movements.

"... Maybe there was another information network that Ninja from Ordra wouldn't let know about"

"All the times, all the world is cold on the outside."

"Well, this is how you work betrayal, I'm sure you're not mistaken."

Say that, Veroche.

Paul throws Kunai as he distorts his expression. Stunningly pierced by a pipe that transmitted over the sky, it nullified the enemy's covert form by ejected water.

"Ugh!?

"Naisu Paul"

"Shabbat!?

Water descends on a man who was transparent and hidden by some principle, and he embodies it by crossing sandstorms like a poorly made video. At that moment, Sten's flying kick assaulted the man.

I've been running down the aisle with such collaboration since earlier, but apparently the route this pole was holding exposes itself to the enemy.

"Well, it sucks. But why don't you just kick it open? As long as we know the entrance, it's this way."

"So what would you do if they turned you into a beehive in an interception!

"You can start it all off."

"Such a mess!

Even while we exchange words like that, Shinobu strikes at us one after another. You can't ignore the fact that you're taunted with your health. The two other people besides Paul were generally calm, even though it was a frustrating situation.

Is there a difference in strength around here? and Paul asks himself. Though I have had my training, it has not been repeated enough to actually be called a dead line, to the extent of the inexorable training that was at my height. I've been on a lot of missions, but I've never encountered a training ground like that. If I had participated in the war between the Republic and the Empire, I might have talked differently again, but I can't help but think about it now.

"... ok"

"Oh?"

"Penetrate, let's do it"

Paul communicated his decision toward the sten behind him.

He rounds his eyes a little, but that's all if I say the other way around. I'm not particularly surprised.

That's right, because they just accepted what they suggested.

That's what I thought, Paul, but it was a completely different word that popped out of Sten's mouth.

"Whoa. You're gonna fight and sell to the seniors, you're gonna have to break through the front. Yeah, he's not gonna be cool."

"Oh... right"

Paul probably only had a lighter perception of what he was going to do now than he thought he would. But I remembered it in what Sten said now. This is a struggle against a confessor and through me.

Then it certainly makes no sense if you beat your pride to it.

"Let's go!

"Well, the breakthrough will be over if I let it go."

At the time I meant to, what I heard from the side was a prolonged apathetic voice.

Unlike desperately running stens and poles, she is moving fluffy and floating. I knew it was useless to just think about what kind of reason it was, but instead of chilling Paul's will about her, the dialogue excited him the other way around.

"I'm counting on you, Mr. Veroche!

…… Oh, yes, quite. "

To Paul's powerful remarks, Veroche looked at Paul once, shivering back to where he was - next to Sten.

"What's up, Veroche? I'm blushing."

"... because I didn't think it was going to be the kind of thing that people would depend on."

"I mean, that's all you can count on right now."

"Can you not lift any more -"

"Is it like being stared at?!?

Though I never had enough eyesight just to be looked at.

Cheeks that did have a slight fever made me feel the ups and downs of my emotions.

"This way!

"Aye!

Voice from the conductor there.

Veroche, Sten, will also continue about Paul entering an even narrower path than the alley he has been running on.

'Basically, if you stop around here, you just wait for death. Until we get to the third tier, let's run through it all at once'

Reminds me of what Paul said in the context of the operational meeting.

Ninjas coming at me as expected or more.

To be honest, he's not the kind of opponent to take the back for Sten or Veroche, but he still gets hurt if he's attacked, of course, even though there's a lot of them. Above all, Shinobu is like plain poison on a weapon. I certainly couldn't have stopped.

Whatever it is, there will be no such thing as "This blade is poisoned with poison," and there will be no such thing as a desperate blade.

"... eh, this is haha"

"What!?

It was the giant wall of white Asia that appeared in front of me when I tried to rush through. It has a lot of violet electricity that makes you feel bad about it, which is high enough to do a sten and look up.

"Well, that's the thing..."

"So what is it, Paul!

It was a dead end.

Standing in front of me with the giant walls of White Asia tightly closing the aisle.

Though there is one girl who is about to unleash a chaotic undermoon without expression, the beginning and end of the jamming hand comes before releasing it to the front.

"There are two routes to the third tier. It's a form that I've followed one of these days… apparently, I needed to go through" two simultaneous ""

"Oh!?

"Pushing the release button from the two routes simultaneously against the giant wall of White Asia. That's the key to unlocking this giant wall..."

"It's Zeoda.... Then I'll jump to another route."

"Well, that's the..."

"What?"

"Another route is underground."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

It is no longer necessary that numerous ninjas are attacking us in the middle of the conversation.

Speaking ill, but Sten couldn't stop the attack.

and then.

"Shh, I'm sorry! It's so annoying up there, but could anyone -!?

"... Huh!? That voice, if..."

"What are you doing all of a sudden, Paul? Kum!?

Suddenly, Paul tells me something strange, whether he flashed something or received something.

Sten would do the same thing a lot, but I didn't think it would be the same until Paul.

Around saying crap such as that, Paul realizes that Sten has not heard this voice.

"Sorry, no way, down here right now!?

"Yes. I'd like to open this door, but, uh, do you have the same purpose?

"Yeah, yeah!

'Oh, good. There's one guy over here who's awfully strong, so I'll have that guy attack me. The lightning will probably be released at that moment, so smash it! Because that should break the walls in tandem!

"That's good! There are people who are strong when they do stand-alone firepower this way too, so it's ok!

'Ah, that's fine then!

"Welcome! So, you, is that voice... hello!?

It was a familiar voice.

If I'm not mistaken, I'll be the missing girl I touched one day.

"Whoa, whoa! Are you done with the fun waves? Oh!?

"Mr. Sten! The electric shock on this wall should be released for a moment now, so do it!

"Oh, oh? Ok!!

Yes, when Sten nods, almost simultaneously.

An awesome hegemony erupts from the basement.

- Divine Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) [Clean Old Swinging Head Spine Machete] -

Paul felt that some sort of magic guide had been activated.

And Sten frowns uncomfortably for some reason.

"Something, I felt the hegemony of haters releasing"

"Yes!?

"Hey, you're disarmed! Oooohhhhhh!!"

A hugely unleashed fist of Sten smashes the giant wall of White Asia with a single blow.

"Say yes!! Let's go, third tier!!

"Yes."

"Thanks!!

A giant wall of white Asia that makes a raging noise and disintegrates. The road leads to the Raydoor Sheikh's residence, which appears at the same time.

Sten broke in, and Veloche continued.

The moment I try to utter a scratch about whether the leader doesn't have to be there, I hear a voice in Paul's ear again.

'I opened this one too! Thanks for your help! Tell the person who opened it to thank you, and this one says so too!

"Oh, that's good! So - oh, hello!?

Paul's voice was murky, and the chaser's onslaught forced him to disconnect.

No, I'm sure we'll head over to the third tier. I'm sure then.

Paul nodded one person and ran out so they wouldn't leave him.