Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

When Digirre McLain's pocket watch communication terminal was contacted, the other magic conductors were likewise on their way to the rescue request. Information that the four Imperial College branches are at the same time being attacked by the extremely dangerous who also rampaged the Demons.

With that in mind, the first thing the Magic Instructors did was not go to the ground, but to ask for instructions for their own leader, the First Seat. For them the presence of Astarte Verdanava is the only unique and absolute indicator. His words change everything, and with one of her orders they move.

That's why he's so powerful, so the instructions were quick.

The 158 branch guarded by the Tenth Seat sent another Magic Commander as a rescue.

Two of the other three branches shall be assigned a total of four persons each. And for the remaining branch.

"Shall I ask you one thing? Should I keep you away or go out on the front?

……

Seven of the ten (...) Commander of Magic are to be assigned to this operation. Astarte was throwing inquiries at the girl standing in front of her because she had so decided. It would be difficult to keep the Demon Wolf Squad on its own, no matter how powerful it may be, if it were a regular Demon Commander. Therefore, the power of the top three non-standard people will be required.

However, the ace of expectations recently promoted to the second seat is on an important mission to explore the Republic beyond being difficult to count as anti-multiplayer. Decided it would be more advantageous to have it eaten into that hub that is now making an attack than to pull it back here. Then, the rest was two choices: yourself or the girl in front of you.

Astarte doesn't exist if he says, "If Eisenhardt is here," etc.

Therefore, all I had in mind was whether to use the force currently at hand more effectively to create even more powerful forces than before, or to control enemies more efficiently.

But.

From the girl in front of me, the hegemony had disappeared at some point.

No, you can say it was taken.

Someday. I had a headache thinking about it that way. Exercise the power of the present God to carry out the thread of destiny.

And you finally realize it. That her life is increasing to "two".

"... Yatano"

"Huh? Oh, yes..."

"Orders us to head to the 144th branch of the territory of the Republic. Chill your head. You can't leave this empire to me right now."

"... Yes"

Looks like a ghost, Astarte thought.

Do you continue to be deprived of your power. But, or are you mentally disintegrating? I know it's not as usual in any case, and still Astarte uses her.

Either way, it's impeccable as a force of war. You have to work to protect the Empire.

Interesting offering, more like not being here in the heart, Yatano Hussou Arklite stands face-to-face across the desk.

Astarte sighed small at her turning her back as she dragged the umbrella at hand.

This cause, perhaps, no, surely...

"Yatano"

".................. what is it?

"Once we control 144 branches, we'll allow free movement for a while afterwards"

There is no light in her eyes that should remain the same when she looks back.

Although I remember a slight threat to that state where the word forgiveness also appears to be disappearing from her wielding extremely evil powers with diffusion, I nevertheless do not yield to the present god named Astarte Verdanava.

On the contrary, it could even be described as a boulder around trying to set up a rough cure.

"... that's unusual, I can't believe you said that to me"

"Instead, there are conditions"

"Doesn't that mean free movement?

Eliminate those who follow the shadow of the gods. You can't twist your destiny any further. "

"Eh."

For a moment, Yatano's expression froze.

I know only one person, no matter how many yatanos, such as those who fall under Astarte's unleashed word "chasing the shadow of the gods". In time, she is.

"- Your pleasure."

He gave me a miserable grin and said so.

Around that time, on the other hand, the three of Sten and Veroche, and Paul, were entering the third layer with that momentum that destroyed the giant walls of White Asia. The image of the third tier was that of the first tier, where ordinary people lived, and the second tier, where the ninjas and soldiers and their relatives lived, also had a strange atmosphere, and a convenient town with equipment to make them feel the benefit of the magic guide while making bricks.

"... this isn't the first time you've come to the third tier, but you've developed again"

Run. Run. Run.

Though the number of ninjas coming after us from behind has dropped dramatically, it still doesn't change that we're still after them.

The Sheikh's residence, where Shrark would be, will be headed, with some proper handling.

If you notice, Sten's bead piece sensor was exceptionally reinforcing the reaction. A reaction from below, which probably makes you expect it to also be an institution hidden under that sheikh's mansion or something.

Almost certainly, this disturbance is caused by pieces of beads. Even with regard to the special conductors, perhaps.

With such thoughts in his chest, Sten reacted to Paul's words.

"Heh... when did you get here before?"

"Was it about a year ago last time? Only once, with the Garrafus escort."

The streets are also carefully maintained with brick making. It was also possible for Sten to imagine that it would be a town inhabited by the powerful and centrally located people of this city. But then, some questions arise.

Veroche spoke for me about one of them.

"Is that something that changes in a year... or is that it?

"What's up, Veroche?"

"No, the Republic was originally a country in which ninjaku developed... this device is called... the demonic world..."

"What's the demon world, that demon world?

"Yes -. It's a technology that's also used in the demonic world -... see, even among us"

"Well, no, there it is."

What Veroche pointed to was a machine present in the houses along the street.

It acts as a calling bell, calling people at home. That was indeed a so-called intercom, which also existed under a sign that read "Afterwards Phew".

"I don't know why it's here, but... it's starting to smell so bad that the Republic can't possibly create a werewolf unit."

"... well, wasn't it the soil where we could study the pieces of beads themselves, the Republic"

"... you two, I can't see the story"

I am often concerned.

Now that we have reached the third tier, it was not bad to hide ourselves somewhere and take a small break.

Still, I had a bad feeling about it.

In the first place, it was crazy.

In the developed republican territory of ninjaku, in case something like a piece of bead came out, there should not have been a foundation in place where we could study it. That being the case, the fact that research has gone so far in the short time since the pieces of beads have been scattered, creating something called a special conductor close to the Demon Wolf Squad.

"I remember Shrark not being such a big person. Can't you just say that?"

Small, Sten shrugged. Already, we know that Grimoire Lancer's knowledge on top of the things scenario is useless. If so, there is no reason for Sten to know what kind of person Schlaak is transforming into.

As he drives down the brick path, Sten explains to Paul.

"It's easy to say. The story is that there is too much confusion in this third tier about a civilization that is different from the kind of culture that republican territory can have or produce from the beginning. Unless that's where you invite intellectuals or connect with the Empire. But it's not the civilization of the Empire that's here, Veroche's right, it's the demon kingdom.... Shrark, if you suck, do you even have connections with demon researchers, or"

"... of the demonic world, researcher?

"What's up, Veroche?"

"No... nothing -"

Next door, though Veroche reacts like he remembers something. The only way to inquire about Sten was to shake his head. That was a lot more like the atmosphere when you didn't want to be heard than you don't know, but there's no reason for Sten to step in there now.

"... I mean, Shrark said he sold the state of Leidore, and hence the territory of the Republic, to the demon world!?

"I didn't say that much. I mean, I still don't even understand his thoughts. Well, it's easy. Ha."

Jump.

Because I've been running all this time, its distance and altitude have become considerable.

Sten jumped straight into the sheikh's mansion, which was visible in the front, and immediately afterwards a tremendous crushing sound.

"Mr. Sten!?

"... I'll be right out -"

Veroche descends next to Paul, who stumbles upon him. I wasn't disturbing my breathing at all because only one flew fluffy, and that was Paul who seemed plain jealous, but the walls of the sheikh's mansion were crushed from the inside before I thought about it.

Standing in its front was Sten. And there's a ton of - fanatical demons behind it.

"Hiya, there's a lot of enemies out there."

"It would be nice to jump in like that!!

"But well, you get it. I don't care how you scratch it."

"More than that, Sten, you will die."

"It's not for a Western umbrella over here!!

Veroche says it's quick, or he releases a chaotic undermoon toward the Sheikh's residence. Shortly before the black runoff swallowed, he jumped from the face to the ground like a gag and Sten dodged it. The fanatical demons that were attacking behind it are captured in the "black" of the house and scattered with the screaming of the Terminator.

"... to make the Mad Demon Clan proud of its conductors, even easier"

"Well, if you can't do that, your mentor's name will be scratched."

"You're going to be able to accompany some hell of a lot of people, I am"

"Forget it -"

Oh, my God!

and evil spitting sten comes back to the two of us.

Paul realized once again that it was out of the ordinary standard, called Veroche, a wind blowing anywhere in his attitude like that, called Sten, who was being directed at such a powerful thing and finished with a light nori.

And one man appears out of the smoke that can stand on his feet.

"- Is it just rough enough for a sudden visit? You fools trying to frustrate the eagle's plan out of your nose. Well done, you made it this far. This is why Shinobu is useless."

"Shrek!!

Paul is the one who opens his eyes to surprise.

Running through frog-like eyes, looking at the three men, Sten and Veroche, and Paul, its origins were different from those of both Shinobi and the lead soldiers.

"Whoa, on that black coat, tons of dark vessels.... Without so much strength and contact with the Spirit Clan (Spirit), I didn't think I would be able to evolve (Class Change)... Mr. Shrek."

"Are you the demon ghost in the report? I see. I do feel tremendous power. Fighting from the front would be a disadvantage."

"Ha, I didn't expect to run into" Midnight "on such a turf."

"Sten......?

Veroche and Paul have a pompous face when it comes to me and Sten scratching his back of the head.

Only Shrak standing in the front seems to have understood all of Sten's words because he is also a party, and bends his mouth uncomfortably.

"Ho... Do you know about the extinct Spirit Clan (Spirit) or the eagle? I knew it wasn't just a demon ghost, but was it an out-of-the-box dangerous opponent?... operating you as a fanatical demon would wield tremendous power"

"I'd like you to spare me the rumor of Sten's fanaticism, too. That's right, Sten, the power I feel from this person is not just human."

Twitching, the Mad Demons, who had refrained from eating through Shrek's surroundings, approach without eating the three.

Apparently it was about enough people with one hand, such as those who were wiped out in the chaotic undermoon.

Unlike Paul, who drinks saliva, Veroche asks his neighbor, Sten, who seems to be able to afford it.

Shrark raises a single eyebrow on that chest, but she whispered her eyebrows as she grasped that she was also a hell of a monster class talent.

"" Midnight. "The final class of ninja lineage excelled in muscle strength. It takes a lot of strength to get there, but apparently Shrek is a very powerful man. I mean, at the time I was able to change classes, there was one more thing I didn't like."

"... nasty, info?

Sten, however, does not answer questions similar to Veroche's whining.

Instead, Sten turned to Shrark and asked.

"You... you must be able to take in pieces of beads. You're not just a human being, are you?

"... Is that what you call a piece of bead? I see, around grasping the benefit too, it doesn't seem irrelevant... oh, yeah. The eagle is a mutation of the fallout. I have taught Wolfe's brother to fight, the guardian of a republic different from" Shinobi ". Its power, being a threat even if inferior in status, I'll show it to you now......!!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. It would be a little too soon for Las Bosses to come out, though."

"What does the guy who came all the way down here say by soaking up the process? Well, thanks to your failure to fight in vain, we were able to spark the Mad Demons so much that the Republic and the Empire seemed to be in control."

Come out in the middle of the chapter. You're not a good boss. Hey, nobody picks up the RPG Kanrou Sten statement that

Instead, Paul shouted at what could also be termed a Shrark bomb.

"Shrek, no way."

"Oh, because I knew Oldra's movements smelled so bad. I've decided to send special conductors to crush them. I don't think there are any other threats like yours... and the eagle was going to wait here to report them, but it's not too bad if they're going to freak you out."

- Let's go, intruder.

That's right. At the same time Shrark said it, his surroundings are surrounded by darkness.

"... oh, I know, but I don't see anything"

"This, is..."

"Is it a junction by ninjaku? It's also going to be difficult for me to attack and destroy because I'm not oriented... and if I hit it one shot, I'm going to kill it..."

Five miles of darkness if you're not in the middle of five mists.

The three men taken in inside of it were unable to do anything about it.

I just have to lean against my back and wait for things to change.

"Midnight is an inherent magic guide. Wrap your surroundings in darkness and create a place where your own assassination techniques can be used most effectively. Justa is a skill he might be able to use, but he basically didn't have the benefit of evolving Justa into an" all attack "midnight. Che, what happened to this"

"Wait for the reaction, counter, looks like the only way."

"Well, Paul, don't die."

"Oh, no, I'm certainly the most powerless though!?

Paul screaming, at the same time.

Shrark's voice echoed around.

"I won't let you stand in the way of the Republic. Make him thoroughly dying!!

Midnight shrugs revealed! ▼