Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

- Around Wang Du, in the highland area.

The city walls surrounding the Wang capital are not that high compared to other central cities.

Dozens of meletos at best, hierarchically with or without five floors.

It is shaped to worry that it will be okay with such a barrier, but because several more outer wellets are protected hemispherically by the power of the magic guide, it is a mechanism that does not accept attacks from the sky.

Can't attack from the sky, can't get out of the sky. Protected by a hard defense, the Wang capital, Del Carl, was only able to come and go from the city gate and the tracks of the Demon Train.

Now, the yellowish plateau stretches around its king's capital.

Dry grass flowers that loosely root on dry land, including suki-like plants.

Basically tall and generally burning plants.

Since this plateau lies within a protected junction on the hemisphere, there is no coming of the Devil Clan.

It doesn't even rain, a plant that lives by magic vegetables alone. Humans in the king's capital have made their way and lived, sometimes mowing through them that flock.

Recently, the advent of the Demon Train has reduced access to the plateau from Wang Du because various supplies have been transported on trains. Still, adventurers (bravers) and pedestrians were on their own routes to various idle villages, settlements, caves, etc. in the Wang Dynasty.

"That's why the Devil's Train trip was good!!

"They were all third-class rooms after all."

"Only human beings to that extent are obsessed with the good and bad of the rooms. Yes, Mr. Sten dared to align his footsteps so as not to distract those who could afford him from his surroundings and discover his existence."

"Heh! That's right, I'm amazing!

"Yes, your flare has always thought so"

"What are these guys"

Sten takes charge of the ghost killing stick and takes a slight highland roadless path.

Hiragi walked next to it, soaking up. Between the two, or flared reels follow as they float slightly up. The faces of the overly convex Grimoire Reverse had left the Wang capital to explore the surroundings.

Because.

"Nah, I can feel pieces of beads from around here."

"It's hard to rely on that subtle feeling."

Hiiragi sighs as she pays suki-shaped plants to stick massively to tail hair. Occasionally if I did it with a nori like a flare reel waving salt on the meat, I would gracefully expose myself and shake the onamomi modoki from the top, but I haven't noticed the leeches in that.

Sten hasn't stopped because he's funny.

"If you're so annoyed, do the tail job."

"I told you before I wouldn't be struggling if I could.... Well, I think it was bad. Because of me, I'm behind on the Wangdu sightseeing."

Her tail is an inexcusable demonic element that cannot be hidden in boulders. It's not like you're wearing a three-time cassette like a sten, or you're going to treat your wings like a flared reel. Beyond that, it was difficult to wander around Wang Dynasty.

That is why the Imperial College Group is now turning to gathering information within the King's City. In any case, there are no buildings in the Wang Dynasty that seem to be experimental facilities of the Mad Demons, and there are no stars. If it was blocked in all directions, Renault and the Mad Demon association meant we should break up outside and inside and explore it.

And Sten was curious about the strange feeling of pieces of beads, so he bought them outside and went out. Hiiragi, who was aware that it was his fault, was sorry that he had taken the opportunity away from this tourist idiot.

He whispered his ears,

"Well, that's fine."

And I ran out of rhetoric.

"Eh?

"... what's that funny face?"

"I didn't expect you to be disturbed by sightseeing and forgive me."

"Hmm? Uh, well, if you ask me, sure. Hey, waste tail. I can't go sightseeing because of you. No, no, no."

"What!?

"... I wonder what. Isn't that it? Because we can travel together, why bother to pull away? No. Hmm, what? I was just wondering if I could put the king behind me."

"... that"

I don't know. Well, I don't give a shit. and Hiiragi stopped on his feet for a moment, waving his flickering hand to Sten, who was ahead.

Because it is. That tourist idiot thinks he's better than sightseeing.

"Shit."

"How many ears have you bothered to tongue me?!?

"Nothing. It's okay if I erase the tail."

"Stop!?

The flare reel came next to Fluffy and Sten as it was,

"With your flare, you can also escape the eyes of everyone by sticking the confusion junction to the king's capital."

"Didn't you say he'd find out if you did that?

"... it is, though. Oh, but if it's enough to put recognition inhibition on that wasted tail"

"Weren't you going to find out?

"... Ugh. If we let every tail disappear again,"

"Stop it."

Too bad, and a flared reel pointing your lips. I think Hiiragi is looking at her with a white eye.

"Flare reels, what's so good about Sten that you follow him?

"Huh? Instead, does it look like there's something wrong?

"Yep..."

Yes, this is it.

What the hell does Flair Reel see through Sten, and as a leech, she's full of scratches. If you look at the shtens in the vortex, you don't seem to feel anything in particular - just don't want to get involved with this, by the way. Hiiragi guessed.

"Hey, hey, Sten, what did you really do to that kid? Brainwashing?"

"Hmmm! Well, that's why I did it. No, I just gave it to you because you said to give me blood."

I'm nostalgic. and I've never wanted to burn down a shitty sten with the momentum of a star flying out of my eyes as much as I did at this time.

But well, Hiiragi snorts alone. If it's just nostalgic, I see.

As a family member, let's see if her presence will be an advantage or a disadvantage.

Either way, it's a word out of the way from Hiragi, but if she's wearing the strength she deserves for that behaving, well, it could be used for about a shield of Sten.

I thought I'd check on you a little bit.

"Suddenly, why are you gazing from above?

If you turn a blind eye to the flared reel.

He was just sprinkling his onimomi modoki on her tail, staring at the leeches with half an eye.

"Hmm?"

"Ah."

……

"Yes kill whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!!

"Ahbu!? Do you know this place burns easily? Where did you go to see what happened?

"I don't know. Hey!! Turns out you're just harmful. Oh! I'll burn you! I'll burn you! If I didn't think I'd stick with you when I did something!! Am I that one! Steak or something before serving is complete!

"Though I'm a bit unfamiliar and hilarious about crumb meat steaks!?

"Who scraps meat then ahhh!! Because they make you barbecue!!!

A fox fire that burns wildly in the dry earth and a blood-sucking princess flickering around stirring it back with her wings. At one point or another, Sten circled around with white and red flags in his hands to their whispers, which he thought were incompatible with since Mount Ibuki.

"What are you gonna do with you? Bye!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

"What's the referee, I'll judge you!!

Ghaaaaaa!! Oh, Master Sten! There's a gap, okay!!

Gyagi and three premium demons who summon and scatter in the suburbs.

It was a hell of an annoying fuss, though it seemed good because there were no people around.

After a while.

"... hmm?

Whew - there was a hiragi exhaling rough breath, a flared reel lifting puffy black smoke out of its wings, and a sten with a strange nose. Strangely, Sten with his nose resting his hand on his mouth is kind of an idea face.

"No, you're the only one. What happened?"

"Heh... I feel it... give me a sign..."

"Who?"

Immediately returning to his usual dumb surface, Sten walks to near the outer wall of the King's Capital, however, where he really seems to have noticed something.

Maybe even picked up the feeling of a piece of bead. Think about that. When Hiragi and Flare Reel follow from behind. There was certainly something like a door there that felt strange magic.... on the ground.

"… entrance to the basement, is it"

"I see, you were building an institution outside, not inside Wang Dynasty. I didn't even inform the people of Wangdu, and the demons didn't come near me in the kingdu junction..."

A strangely dark sense of magic vegetables and this sealed entrance.

There is a chance of a hit.

"What are we going to do?

"Sometimes I can contact the Commander of Magic... but to the extent that I can find it, it's fine. You can't have a dungeon in front of you and I'll eat it."

"... ha. So much so."

After sneering at the worried leech, Sten opened the door with momentum.

- First section of the Wang du Del Carl. Simple commercial area.

Even if it be the king's capital, it is the people, and men, who dwell there.

More than that, food is vital to life activities. There was also a food market in the city under this royal castle with the image of a sacred place.

The food market in this city, which had a different taste than the western city of Tsaris, which was based a few days ago, and the familiar imperial city of Gran Sil, gave the impression that each of them was putting their own shop on its own.

I wonder if there isn't much zoning going on or if there are stores next door that handle similar plant foods, or if there are stores nearby that deal with smelly incense woods and cereals.

And each one of them cheering each other up, raising their voices and offering discounts, it seemed that way.

"It seems there are a lot of people in the capital."

Holding a crude brown paper bag like a hug, the girl was walking through a picture of the street, eating a whole bunch of baked sweets removed from inside.

The roads maintained with cobblestones are somewhat uneven with the year in them, and the carriages that pass from time to time are dangerous to fly or jump a little. When I see knightly men and women running over there or sentinels standing there frequently, is security guarded there?

Though we know how to gather information on foot. That's why there's no reason to fail to do so. The sweets are delicious, and I hope you have quite a clue.

By the time the sun sets, we are supposed to gather at the inn.

The girl turned her heels back, saying it would be time to turn back now that she was approaching times such as Oblique Yang.

There is not much information coming out about the location of Renault R. Atelidia, nor about the location where the demonic tribe that would have been driven to fanaticism would have been captured. I hope we find two other people out there collecting information.

Very naturally floated in the brain, blonde natural wind host man and scissors leather equipment country daughter.

The two of you would do a good job on the ground, too.

Think about it so much. I realize.

To take them for granted as companions.

Until I was bracketed as a companion by that demon ghost (asshole) as "Grimoire Reverse," would I have recognized the face of the Commander of Magic as companion?

Astarte, who understands herself as a monster and says "use it".

Eisenhardt found a place there as the Five Heroes of Salvation, more than the Commander of Magic.

When ideas were incompatible, Digirre had shown a rejection scheme from the beginning.

When I think of the Commander of Magic, who had many others besides that, I am still being treated as heresy. Until now, if I had never hit something jointly with another Commander of Magic, I would not have remembered getting close to the other Commanders of Magic.

From the other side, I don't know what it's like.

As for myself, I never thought I was one of them before.

"Well, I guess I'll check around."

"Then I guess I'm over there."

"Then I'll be in the food market."

Souvenir City, Theatre, Food City. Three of them, obviously trying to push each other somewhere unrelated to gathering information.

"Renault will never stop."

"Oh. That's something that I and the third seat both know about."

"Yeah, no objection."

I wonder, if the purpose is consistent.

It was a strange thing, and when I noticed those faces, my natural sense of fellowship was budding.

To Benetta, Grindle. That, I'm sure, is not as a magical conductor.

I gathered for that demon ghost (asshole),... because it would be a bunch of assholes, including myself.

"Eisenhardt. Were you, too"

I may have found my place.

How long have you lived and finally been? Unexpectedly smiling at herself, the girl walks down the boulevard. And that was then.

"Oh? Are you..."

"Huh?"

Same age if you say it just by appearance.

She did meet once in the streets without a carriage, and then...

"Digire kidnapped you, Lori."

"I don't want you to say loli!?

She was a ninja girl with a dagger around her waist.