I Kinda Came to Another World, but Where’s the Way Home?

- Demon King's Castle, deepest.

Losing his battle with Orange Sound, the Demon King, who returned with his right arm, had a vicious grin on his face only with great pleasure, even though his body had lost its right arm.

That's because there's an overflow of interest in a boy named Orange Sound and his surrounding beings. That's about as much as Leila's favor for orange sounds fills her chest, and she's just overflowing with interest in orange sounds.

The Demon Clan, close to the Demon King, who saw what the Demon King looked like, rushes in amazement. The strength of the Demon King knows with his own body. The demon king, his demon king, whose magic and physical abilities are all superior to his own, returned with his right arm slashed unnecessarily. There's no reason not to be stunned.

But when the Demon King attached his right arm to a cross section of his arm, his flesh as a Demon clan and his natural healing ability stuck his right arm together beautifully. He grips and opens his fist, checks how he's doing, sits on the throne and exhales loudly.

"Demon King... have you met a brave man?

"Hmm? Ha-ha-ha! 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, no, no, no, no

"Did you fight that person? Even though you were suppressing your powers, they dropped your right arm..."

The demon king snarled his throat at at the words nearby.

Certainly, dropping one's right arm, which is the Demon King, is not the only thing a human being can do. If you say it in the ranks of human adventurers, you can be sure that it has at least enough attack power to show a slight excess of the Demon King's Resistance. This means that you have at least A-rank strength.

But does the demon king's return mean that the other man killed him? Though the nearby Demon Clan thinks so, it gives a strange look to the fierce grin of the Demon King.

"Did you kill...?

"Hmm? Hahaha, no no... I couldn't kill him. I could have killed him if I really did, but he prevented me from attacking him. Happy, really tough guy."

"… Demon King, your presence is important to the Demon Nation… please refrain from doing so for a moment"

"I know... no, I had a great time inside"

In response to his nearby advice, the Demon King waved placidly, laughing lightly and thinking of the battle against orange noise. I am not stupid with the Demon King. So much so that my defeat will be the defeat of the demons.

This time he retired after a little battle, but if he kept fighting and losing, he would have come involved in the demonic morale and hence in the backbone of that power.

But even though the Demon King said he understood, his heart still seemed to be taken to the battle against orange noise.

And as he closed his eyes and hoisted the end of his mouth - the Demon King left himself in the still-chilling excitement.

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That human being - a visitor to different worlds, a second otherworlder unlike the brave.

Tight.

He was an interesting guy. No, should I say I was an interesting being?

Throughout his floating attitude, he had within him the absolute power of a reaper. That defense that took my attack on that body more than once and prevented it all with one of its own. You'll have to be serious with me to pierce the array. From the feel of a tap, tough defenses can probably be pierced if I'm serious.

But that last attack - that last invisible slash that slashed my right arm off without me noticing. I still don't know all that.

Even with my analytical skills, I can't spot how it went, what happened, what your tights did.

At that time, tightness probably... could have pierced my heart. Well, Demon King enough where I got my heart pierced. I wouldn't die, but I'd have been pretty sure I'd take a lot of damage.

But I didn't. The tough guy didn't mean to kill me from the start. But that doesn't mean he was special.

He is the opposite of me... he has no interest in the Demon King (...).

So I put it away with my right arm. I don't have the idea of killing or eliminating it. Daimyo, it must have been a hassle to kill, and if the Demon King were to leave, he wouldn't have to use extra effort.

At the end of the day, he lost his hand against the Demon King.

That's why it's funny. I guess he's not interested in me, but I'm interested in being that tight. Now, it's more interesting in me to be tough than brave.

How do we make him desperate? How do we break him? How can he crash - enough to shake just thinking about it?

Oh, fun. As rare as he is, he will make me daunt.

The brave men of history who once existed, they were certainly strong. But it gained strength as a brave man, a blessed environment, a blessed companion, a blessed gift, just like those loved by heaven.

But not tough. I guess it's the strength now that I grabbed it with a privileged environment, a privileged talent, a privileged companion, a life-threatening thought in it.

A human being who continues to devour the strong and stands on the side of devouring the strong without losing consciousness as a weak person?

That's why he deserves to be called Reaper. There is no hegemony of the mighty, but there is a bottomless sense of unknown intimidation that incites a sense of fear associated with death like death.

More importantly, because I, this demon king, was surely afraid, albeit for a few seconds. The signs of death have taken a man named Tight out of some heterogeneous existence from only a human being.

"About the Demon King"

That's how he appreciated me. The enemy of mankind, threw up the scourge of this world as' about 'before. If you're not interested, there's no fear. That makes me wonder how much of an enemy he is. It's also an interesting thing about him that I can believe when they say cat on the side of the road.

What's more, it's interesting where you changed Leila Vermillion.

Once called The Red Night, the Demon Clan... was a powerful demon clan that I had fought for as well. The humans don't know, but the main body of the array is the disease itself. It had no flesh and was a demon clan that killed organisms by its infectious and lethal illness of temper.

A disease itself that does not use magic, does not use flesh, cannot communicate with will. To me too, he was so vicious, so strong that he could be described as the most powerful demonic people.

But it's been around a hundred or so decades. The infectivity of the "Red Night" disease and the lethality of the disease weakened over time. It was an indication that the human bodies, which had been attacked by disease for many years, had become resistant to the disease.

"Red Night" is no longer a threat for the whole season.

That's why he decided to take a way to regain his viciousness.

- Instead of wielding the disease, take it upon man himself as a rabid disease, the means.

Then The Red Night became a demonic clan with flesh. But the first attempt will be half successful and half unsuccessful.

A "Red Night" that succeeded in regaining its madness, but did not leave the "Red Night" self among infected humans. No, I lost myself by infecting myself.

That's how I was able to do it, a beast that strikes and eats humans and warcraft as it desires.

The most powerful and worst sick demon clan, the Red Night, has become the end of a beast that can be called a half-way warcraft. The beings that I thought were mighty have fallen to the earth and vanished.

I was going to overthrow them eventually. But when it does, it's not my enemy at the earliest opportunity. Apart from leaving it alone, there was no response I could make to The Red Night.

But, but. That dude, tough guy...... good to say he revived his former 'Red Night'.

Leila Vermillion became a former Red Night threat. Thanks to the existence of tightness.

That pitch-black temper on the evidence... they used it that way - but there's no way they could have seen it wrong, I used to wield the disease "Red Night" itself. Moreover, it seemed to have become an even more powerful disease.

If Leila Vermillion had used that temper to infect the disease... even I wouldn't be able to escape the threat of the disease. Because I am the worst disease weapon in the history of infecting demons as well.

It's tough to bring it back to life. Interesting everywhere.

- A second visitor from a different world than a brave man.

- An attitude that shows no interest or fear towards the Demon King

- The weak with signs of Reaper.

- Unknown power to slash off the Demon King's arms in an instant.

- And the existence that revived the fallen 'Red Night'...

"Ha-ha-ha!... that would be too funny, there's no way I could let this exist alone"

I laugh, let's laugh. Would it have been so pleasant in the past to be a demon king? Let's make sure he kills the tough guy. Put his life in my hands under complete victory, both spiritually and physically.

Let's pierce that steadfastness, let's give in to that floating attitude, and we'll beat him to death after we've crushed everything he's got.

It's not too late to fight the brave. I can't even beat the only otherworlds... I guess I can't beat the otherworlds who were called as brave people.

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I felt a kind of shivering chill... but did the Demon King even look at me? Well, I'm running away for now.

After that, Mr. Doran left the coffee shop and headed to the guild. He thought he was going to the guild originally, but apparently he's going to report to the other adventurers that he's going to act with me.

In front of the party I was originally invited to, it would not be a good idea to enter a party of H-rank adventurers like me, so I seem to try to persuade you not to say things.

Well, that's a good idea.

"Yeah...... now it's time to go to the kingdom of Luxhide"

But the fact that Mr. Doran is one of us, and that he has defeated the Demon King, cuts well if you say so, and I think it's time to leave this city. I mean, you want separate threats to come along first to go, or something to stop you for a second.

There was a lot going on with Nico and the others last time, and I'm getting used to being a little eye-catching. Starting with Leila, these days you've got the Apostle, the killer Leis, and the Demon King, you've got them all screwed up. I don't think I'm going to die, but I still hide my strength when it comes to the Demon King. Yes, and I don't know if I can prevent that lightning weapon with just its tolerance value when it comes to the Apostle, and Reyce blah blah blah. That personality stinks of trouble to deal with.

"Ha... I hope you're relatively decent, even if you can see it in the Kingdom of Luxhide..."

Well, you can tell if you say it. The Rookeshide kingdom seems to have some decent and intelligent politics inside, and it won't be as forceful and stupid as brave.

Yeah, well, then let's talk to Leila and the others about leaving this city, and then... let's just say we leave. I need to talk to Nico and Chloe about it.