Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

"You know."

"What?"

"Can you stop mocking me every time I hear a princess?

"Don't be ridiculous. It's ridicule without mistake."

"Ah! Ah!!

Two people, Digire McLain and Justa Welseia, were now entering the underground tunnel ahead of them, which went as shown on the map. There were guards, but Justa's assault on Digirre from his hidden form destroyed him. Sometimes the more unnaturally there were fewer sudden attacks from the enemy, and they were able to move forward in a rough way.

"... nevertheless"

Justa's voice echoes around her walking single-handedly through Cantera.

As always, I decided not to worry about taking Digire's coat anymore.

If she gets here, I'm sure, because she'll try her best to accompany Eisenhardt until she meets Digire. I don't know who that kind of tension resembles.

"I'm glad you had people up there earlier."

"I almost got stuck. You're making a trick out of me."

"Well, with permission from the third tier, I think it would open up a lot, but when it's not, I have to solve that trick."

"What kind of culture. No artificial dungeon makes a trick that you can attack if you try. Makes me wonder if you're willing to protect me."

"What about Imperial College?

"If Asuko uses the Transfer Instruction well, he can reach between the Red Lotus with good luck."

"... why would you do that?"

"Aren't you looking for a thrill in vain? I don't know, shit."

Hmm, and Justa returns a careless reply.

Unlike some cheerful demon ghosts on this occasion, unfortunately, there was no such person here to claim that "there's no point in a dungeon that can't be attacked" etc.

As for having nothing to protect, unlike Digire, it may be information that doesn't matter.

No, I'd rather say you're welcome for more places you can attack as a ninja.

In evidence, the mouth angle is only slightly raised.

I don't think you can do that.

"Why not! Even I can infiltrate a lot! Like now!

"If you met an enemy, you'd be your grandfather."

"Well, there you go... an excellent escort..."

"... you know"

Sighing, Digirre put a machete on her shoulder.

Time zone not long after infiltrating the third basement.

Justa is certainly only twelve years old. There will be aspects that are prone to be flushed by emotion. There are times when Schlark did not allow anything other than mechanical behavior. Together, that may seem quite a bond even in a relationship that is just lightly embellished.

But that's another story for Digire.

Besides, Justa should have known as much as Digire wasn't the only one on his shoulder right now.

"... I don't know who Temeer imagines in it. Either way, Temeer has to clean up what he does in Temeer. If you want to bump your thoughts against Shrark, you will be outraged by the Empire, and thinking is a pile. I'm thinking crap. You must be able to afford it. - This is what's happening to my hometown."

Slowly stretched, one young man.

The torso was falling off Digirre's shoulder.

He was a man of Justa's acquaintance when Digirreh slapped him down with his sword and stunned him.

It's opaque what Justa thinks of his existence today, but there must have been a lot of friendship even though he was his grandfather's apprentice.

Such a person was now moving in this second tier. Put that on the same outfit as the other ninjas.

"... ugh...?

"Hmm?"

And that was just then.

The young man gave a mild groan.

Gillette as well as Justa notice the voice, Cantera single-handedly she looks back. Even though we have to do an investigation, there is also no information that said this and there was movement. There was no need to feel in a hurry, but therefore Digire decided to rest here once.

It was Justa who brought him in, but it was Digirre herself who agreed to take charge of the response. Vigilance is the only way, and there is no option to leave it here.

I put him down trying to make him keep his back on the basement wall, and once Digirre looked around.

This path is likely to continue for some time yet, but the fact that it was shown on the map would not mean a particularly secret way out. I was wondering if there was anything gimmicky about finding a landmark and not being able to get out without opening the ceiling, etc.

"But you really don't have enemies..."

Thank you to the people up there.

"If the people upstairs and I don't do anything extra, we'll talk about it."

Justa, reacting to Digirre's crush, was kneeling nearby with Cantera at the youth's feet. So that the youth can wake up whenever they want, I guess. Whether it's the girl he knows or the tough young man with the monocle that shows up in his sight when he opens his eyes is a big problem there.

"... uh, here, ha"

"Oh, woke up?

and the youth regained consciousness while doing that. Open your beautiful eyes even in the dark, and that focus matches the girl in front of you. He uttered the name of the girl he saw in his hazy consciousness.

"Ju, Justa, princess...?

"Kuku... kuku"

"Ah, this is Digire!!

"Don't make a scene. Sounds"

"Ugh..."

"Yeah, what happened?"

If you look at it from a young man, you don't know why.

A princess who was supposedly missing was dressed in light armor and black coat in front of her, mysteriously sturdy nearby. I can't deny that my forehead feels a little wide, but a man would have been the beauty owner on a somewhat jealous level. Though I can't deny that my forehead feels a little wide. Yeah, a little.

"Yeah, it's Justa. I'm sorry I haven't seen you in a while and suddenly attacked you."

"Oh, oh no. But how did you end up in Lindbarma? Rather than that, is this... a basement?

"Yes, you're in the third basement. I don't know... maybe I should have gone home when I first noticed, but now I'm trying to be serious."

"Are you..."

"Yes, Shrark's sincerity. Were you cheating on me, or is the empire really bad?"

"... eh"

The princess, whom the young man had seen for a long time, seemed to be far behind.

I can't deny how childish I am, but I still accidentally lost my word wearing it in those straight eyes trying to make something of myself. Because he was just following his word and his leader as he was told.

"So, if you're asking me a lot, I want you to let me know. So I brought you this far."

Behind my back, I care when it comes to blue-haired men standing in disinterest. But given what she doesn't care about in any way, I guess Justa herself trusts the man behind her.

When it came to confusion not winning it would be a lie, but the youth slowly opened their mouths.

"The order I am currently receiving was the elimination of intruders entering the second tier. Anything, after destroying a platoon of special conductors, he disarmed one of the special conductor executives at Lindbarma First."

"... you may not know what it means to destroy a platoon"

"Hey."

Justa slipped his lips and mouth into the youth description. Digire stares at her like that from behind.

From the moment we met, the only thing that has changed is its breadth. Digirre said, turning his white eyes to see if the most important thing is missing as a ninja, so that it can also be heard by the bewildered youth.

"You're not saying the right thing, you fucking kid."

"Oh, yeah, nothing"

"Oh, no...... So I don't even know as much as Dew that Princess Justa is here."

"Well, I've been sneaking around."

Scratching his cheek, Justa answers.

Digirre was a Digirre, thinking about what he said.

Intruders entering the second tier. If I were to make a quick guess, I would be the one who was communicating with the ninja that Justa was using to fly the sound. It can also be seen from the track record of crushing that giant wall, which would have been difficult to destroy had it not been for Digire, that it is a group of quite a mix of powerful people.

But I didn't know you'd break into the same timing, albeit coincidentally, and let me do the positive thing without trying.

If their purpose was a decent one, they didn't even think it was too blunt to say thank you.

"... do you know what the intruder's purpose is?

"Excuse me, but what about you?

"Digire, I don't mind you calling me that. They're just following the kids there."

"Ha, ha... I'm sorry, Lindbarma's for what reason, alone here"

"... Well, yeah. It's generally no different from the kids there. I'm just exploring Shrek's trends."

……

A young man who looks at Digirre in a frigid manner, but looks at Justa as he thought.

And asked in a whisper.

"What if it's being used?

"I think I'm using it."

"What?"

"Yeah, never mind. More than that... What is Shrark doing now?"

……

It would be irresistible to be suspicious.

I wonder if my country's princess is back, because she's secretly taking us to the heart of Lindbarma. Besides, I came with a fierce man who might want to gain. All the more so because it was about her in punishment, not knowing if she was alive or not.

Nevertheless, I can't say anything when they even tell me not to care.

Though he was a disciple of his grandfather, he did not originally have much direct relationship with her.

Besides, if I only looked at the very fact that she had now visited Lindbarma, it seemed like a glimmer of light from Oldra's Shinobi.

"... Princess Justa"

"Hey, what?

A young man who lives correctly, is flogged by exhausted bodies, and turns to Justa.

When he slowly bowed his head, he slowly but clearly conveyed his will.

"Would you please take our Lord, Lord Galaphs?"

"Eh? Grandpa?

"Yes."

As for the words that came out in response to Shrek's question about what he was doing, it was too inappropriate. In contrast, Justa tilted his neck. Nevertheless, he would not be the kind of person to disrespect "Princess Justa" in returning questions with questions, no matter how much.

Wait for his statement, and wait for the end of the story.

That Garrafus holds up Oldra's ninjas and is on the ray door.

Raydoor, and the connection between the mysterious research Shrark is currently conducting and the existence of the lead soldiers.

The status quo in which Garrafus is dropping himself into a foolish act that is no more than before, saying it is to protect the pride of the ninja.

And that Raydoor finally moved toward something, possibly the defeat of the Empire.

"... or"

Grasping everything, Justa nodded.

And the young man tries to fold up and tells Justa.

"I am very frightened to say this to Princess Justa... but still, I can no longer think of anyone other than you who can do something about Master Garrafus. You must be the one who came back here missing."

"I'm not gonna let the kid carry me. Fuck me."

"-?"

That moment.

To block Justa and the youth, the cutting-edge of the Great Tabernacle was pointed.

The eyes of a young man who turns his gaze to his owner in haste are somewhat stained with anger.

but Digire looked at those his eyes with cold eyes.

"You want me to let just twelve kids do what Temeer can't do, dude. I don't think so, but keep going," I'm sure the princess is back because she has a role to play. "I don't think she's going to let that neck fall off, motherfucker."

"Hey, hey Digire!?

"Shut the fuck up, kid. I don't understand what this guy's saying right now. At the point, Temeer is still immature. I'm guessing you don't even remember the sense of justice, do you? Bullshit, his series of words and actions is a fucking statement (sole) about how his blood muscles are just trying to sweeten and delude Temeer's helplessness. Hey, Temeye."

Looseness. A rash of air, like a palm flame, comes from its great sword.

The cold felt by the youth, however, came from another direction, even though there was an object in front of him that emitted pressure that was likely to cut his body and mind without touching him.

The owner himself is "worse" than that gain.

"... what..."

"The moment I blocked it, I just said," Why did you interrupt? "I'm so disappointed in your eyes. Premium. Temeer had a sense that he was trying to push the fate of all of Oldra's ninjas, including Temeer, onto his tiny back.... I'm not a loser, motherfucker."

"Well, if you're still a blood-born, sheik princess..."

"If it's a princess," he's not a princess. He'll tell you his words as his own. "You mean? Hey, fucking kid."

"Hey, what's up?"

"Temee, you almost puppeted me once again."

"Huh...?

To that Digirre word, Justa opens her eyes.

If they were really having a hard time with the Galaphs thing, I thought I could give them a hand. But what if the Galaphs weren't bad? Without recognizing that fact, moving as someone else's pawn is like a year ago re-baking.

"Do a little thinking in Temeer. That's why I'm a fucking kid."

"I have the name Justa."

Understood. I also felt grateful for your advice. But apart from being stupid with a fucking kid. It was just a justa to eat, but the word is blocked by the other.

"Isn't that how you put it!?

"Ah?"

"We have fought desperately! I have also advised Master Garrafus many times! Still, I couldn't! Then we'll have to ask someone who can make it happen!

Then he's not a Garrafus anymore.

"Ha!?

The youth clogged their voices at what they were saying and at what seemed like incomprehensible remarks.

But Digirre just looks at the youth with cold eyes, as usual.

At the end of the mouth, you can even catch a glimpse of it.

"A man named Galaphus, to whom Temeer had sworn allegiance, was the redeemed being of Temeer. That would be good. But it was out of Temeer's mind. I guess that's why I said," Oh, my God. "I'm kidding. I pushed the ideal image that Temeer painted on his own, and he didn't, so he said," I don't know. "It would be paranoid for Temeer to see it from the beginning."

"Ki, Ma...!

"If you give up a hundred steps and it was Temeer's ideal in the beginning, no one will ever change who he is. If you can't admit that, you can leave. I swore allegiance to my brother-in-law. Everything Temeer said, it's ego.... fucking abominable"

"Huh...!

That, to think, may have been the spiritual backbone of a kind of youth.

Relentless, the young man, truncated by a stranger, unleashed much hegemony of anger.

"Bullshit, don't do it...! We are indebted to Lady Garrafus! That's why I can't watch that guy right now! Yet don't let outsiders like you slap your unsolicited mouth!!

"- Hun."

But.

At that next moment, a hegemony so awesome as to swallow all the underground tunnels unfolds to anoint that little hegemony. Such a fierce, frozen, such a hegemony that cuts off magic.

"If you're so thankful that you can't return it, don't carry it from the beginning. Otherwise, be a servant without doing anything extra for the rest of your life. I'm halfway there, everything. At least Temeer's not the type of vessel people can think of."

"- but ah..."

A young man lost his mind again after much hegemonic outrage, to say the least.

Next to it, Justa had a look that I could think of somewhere.

"... the information was drawn. Let's go, motherfucker."

"Oh, yeah......"

Picking up the cantera that had been placed near the youth, Digire just starts walking. Obviously, Justa got a little lost in that attitude of trying to leave the youth behind and then ran after Digire to shake it off.

"Oh, you know."

"What?"

"I thought I wanted to help you because... I guess I'm immature"

"Not there. When Temeer doesn't have enough ingredients to make a proper judgment on Temeer, he makes a cheap contract. That's why Temeer said" cheap. "

"... cheap, or..."

"If Temeer really had moved on with the conclusions he had drawn from the harsh facts, it would have come with more action. He doesn't do it, he acts like he just swallows people's words, so he's cheap."

"... oh"

During the conversation, Digirre didn't even look at Justa.

That could have been lucky for Justa.

Because I was a person I knew and because if I had acted with full faith in his words, I would surely never have been the same as before. It was like being told you weren't wearing it, just because I looked into the previous Shrark thing once.

That's why Justa didn't have the look he could give people right now.

"... Digire"

"What?"

"I want to see Grandpa."

"So?"

"Really, listen. And then I want to ask other people and Shrark a lot more."

"Be my guest."

"Yeah."

Her shadow nodding slowly.

Grasp that she walks half-step behind Digirre but still hasn't failed to foment or perceive. Then think I haven't even dated him yet.

Then there was a reaction to such a digital pocket watch.

Simple communication equipment used by the Magic Commander.

Seeing the information shown there, Digirre glanced.

"53, 99, 144, 158 and republican branches are being raided simultaneously. Immediately rescue the Commander of Magic class. Each of the enemies is a massive demonic wolf troop-like demonic group '