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

After the orange noise left, the members of the 'Reaper Fox (Death Faber)' were confronted by the Demons, except for Noel, who went with the orange noise.

In an effort to destroy everything in the way and make the orange noise word of reaching beneath themselves come true, the Phineers had a caged gaze of animosity and warfare at the obstructing Demons. The strength of the Demon Clan in front of him is equal to the S-rank, even from the speed at which he flew to orange noise. No matter how Leila says it is S-ranked strength and Lulu is S-ranked in time-consuming strength (slow starter), you can't be alarmed.

It is possible that some single people are stronger than fighting in a group, and even if they say the same S-rank, there is a huge difference in their strength.

Besides, unlike Leila and Lulu, who are capable of demonstrating S-rank prowess even if it's a matter of time, the finers are hard to say S-rank prowess. Highly regarded, it is a top A-ranked strength.

Finia has a high magic value at S-rank level if it's just a number, but the technology to exercise that magic is enough to do it at A-rank - to reach S-rank, she's overwhelmingly inexperienced. That's true, Finia was born only about three months ago. More than a year has passed since I started using magic, it's only natural.

Besides, so are the leashes and drans. Even if I could go, I got about a median A-rank, and Liesche also became a vampire and improved his status... because that technology is only the same as it was when he was human. Even if you have the same status as Layla, you don't have enough skills to handle it. As for the drain, technology is a fine level… there is no denying that there is a huge lack of firepower in stats and skills to cross with the S-rank.

Then I see the fact that Leila is on a par with Leische, yet leads to the realm of S-rank - which is nothing more than the high risk of Leila's combat sense and the power she holds.

Based on these facts, the orange noise party is strong, but not the strongest. If it were to be given an overall rating, it would be of medium strength among all parties. The protruding strength of orange noise, unbalanced strength differences, inexperience of non-Doran members, plainly speaking, a lot of spots, can be described as a coarse raised party.

Therefore, just because the Demons in front of them are S-ranked, the Finyers cannot say for sure that they can win. Whatever, because it's not like to say that an individual only has halfway the power to confront the S-ranked Demon Nation and can handle it fully.

"As I said, we can't let you go first."

Listen to the Devil's Clan, Gort, and Finia and the others will see how they are doing. If you're bad, you could die on this spot, so you can't let your guard down.

But Gort unleashed words that would overwhelm the vigilance of such finers. It is a joy and a kind of game to enjoy the battle prepared by the Demon King.

"You will fight one-on-one against the five sides prepared by the Demon King. This is the kind of person who takes pleasure in this..."

"One-on-one......?

"That's right... I'll block this path. To you..."

Gort snapped his fingers at Finia's questionable voice. Then five large stairs were created on the floor of the hall along with the sound of a tiny, heavy door opening. Surroundings as if they were prepared. No, I guess it's actually a trick prepared by the Demon King... from under the five staircases leading down to the basement, each feels intense magic. At the end of all these stairs, it would mean that one person at a time exists near the five sides where Gort says they are.

In order to reach below the Demon King, we need to defeat Gort and take the path of the orange noise… or each of the five will defeat the side of the five.

Normally, the best way to proceed is to defeat Gort 5 to 1. But Finia and the others know... that this Golto is the strongest of the six allies of the demons who are down there. It tells the story of the mighty and intense magic he unleashes and the intensity of the killing that beats everyone's skin.

If you fight, you can't win. The shortest route to go under the orange noise is to be rolled over the palm of the Demon King.

"Any one staircase would be good enough for five."

"In that case... you should watch your back"

"... I have no choice,"

Though Leishe will come up with a twisted proposal like an orange noise, he has told me otherwise that Gort will stab him in the back if he does so. Whatever happens, it looks like we're going to proceed as planned by the Demon King. Needless to say, strength and intimidation do not make the finers willing to resist. The conclusion that Gort had to do what he said was in the minds of the Phineers.

"... I don't know what else to do... shall we all?"

Then Finia turned into an orange noise and gave such instructions. Now that there is no orange noise, no one complains about Finia taking the place of leader. Originally, even though the party was named after me, it was Finia who was with Orange Sound from the beginning at this party. I have the right to represent the leader.

"Uh, annoying..."

"Well... I can't stay here on two feet."

"Let's go, Master Tight is waiting..."

"Ha... that's good, now you can compete for who gets there first under the tight"

"" "" Ha...!

"What Oi!?

On Finia's instructions, Leila and the others stood in front of the stairs, reluctantly. But you did realize that in Doran's words, they all jumped into the stairs with us first.

Dran, who was left with a scratch in, stood in front of the stairs left pompous, sighing haha. And the moment I tried to pull myself together and go down... my voice hangs on Dolan.

- You're a normal person.

"... come on, you're tough. 'Cause you're human, right?

Stopped by Gort's words, Drun returns to his temper as he scratches a cold sweat. He didn't think it would stop him, saw some upset, but it's still better compared to the orange sound 'creepy physique'. With this degree of tension, it doesn't matter with your strength.

But Gort goes on and on. As a dran, I'd like to go down the stairs immediately, but if I move in a hurry and impulse here, that's what the bottom is known for.

What doesn't taste good for Doran right now is that a man named Doran is known to the bottom to that extent. In that case, it will be revealed that it is you who is the weakness of the orange noise party, and at worst it can be killed on this occasion.

"I'm not the earliest person. That's a monster... but you're not. That vampire daughter is faint, but still I can't feel any sign from you that she can feel it from the rest of them... you're not a genius, you're just an ordinary person, you're only a poor person"

……

"Let's admit the effort, the strength that just came this far with that monster would be the stuff you got after your unrelenting training... but you don't have much ahead of you"

But Doran's insides had already been discerned. Dolan's strength, talent, thoughts, etc. are easy things for Gort to spot. That's all the difference in strength, so I can't help it.

And Gort pokes a harsh reality at Doran. Your strength tells me that Orange Sound's people are disproportionate.

"If you want to escape... you may be missed here. The demon king's aim is only that monster."

And on top of that, Gort showed Doran the way back. This is not sympathy or kindness, and I'm saying that Dolan is weak enough to be ridiculous. Words because I can't find any particular meaning or value in hurting them, like walking around without stepping on flowers on the side of the road, like I don't even see any ants carrying bait on the side of the road.

Because there's nothing to gain or lose, especially when one dran escapes.

But Doran leaned just a little over the words and thought...... sighed heavily. Sit down on the stairs and scratch your head. Honestly, I didn't really want to be told. I also knew that my strength was lower than that of other members, and it's not that I wasn't jealous that Orange Sound acquired the combat skills I had developed over the years in just less than two weeks. I can't deny that I felt inferior.

But still...

"... I'm sorry, I was glad they told me I was still one of them tightly. The day he helped me out of that mansion, when I woke up, my tights were laughing as usual in front of me. With a creepy smile, I say... how's it going? I couldn't even feel the shard of the crisis."

"... so what"

"But here's what he said after that. I solved all the problems, so you don't have to worry about it... I honestly regretted the words. While I was asleep, he solved all the problems that were coming down on me. I realized the difference between myself and orange noise."

Doran thinks. Come to think of it, long after he starts acting with orange noises, Doran just thinks of his helplessness. When my wife, Michelle, couldn't do anything. Revenge for Leila was cowardly and impossible to carry out. When I was a demon king, I was just a puppet. Even when Noel was asleep, he was just asleep. What the hell was I supposed to do with that orange noise? What's changed? Were you able to be strong? I thought so over and over again.

And I knew it myself. that I am an ordinary person. Although the orange sounds are heterogeneous, they all possess a thousand talents. You're the only one of them.

Regardless, it might have changed if I had benefited from Orange Sound's "Beginning Crossing". But luck is within reach. Dolan doesn't think he's sloppy with other members about it. The gift of birth was tormenting Doran.

"It may be tidal time. I'm sure I can't follow them where they're going. I'm sure now is the only time I can run shoulder to shoulder with them..."

"If you know, you can leave now. Where we've moved on, death falls."

"Because I know - I can't pull it off."

To Gort's words, Doran argued forcefully.

"It's the only time I can't be with them. That doesn't change...... but that's why I'm only supporting you now. They're strong, but they don't have enough experience... if I'm the only one with that experience... it's my job to tell them all about it"

".................. you're self satisfied"

"Still good. I've finished teaching you a lot about what I have. All right, demon bastard, listen up... you're still a kid, and the rest of them are still a kid - well, I'm an adult."

Doran pulls out his sword and cuts to Gort. Gort took Doran's gaze straight without showing any great vigilance.

And Doran laughs thinly like an orange noise, confidently, in a clear voice.

"Adults push their backs full of future possibilities all the time."

And he said no, and when Doran delivered his sword to the sheath, he slashed his gaze from Gort and went down the stairs. Golto, left behind, takes Doran's word for it, yet squeaks.

"Well... I'm sorry to hear that, but I don't have a chance for you to push your back..."

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Doran down the stairs, laughing bitterly. I feel like praising myself for cutting off that demon clan. But every time I moved my foot down the stairs forward, the magic I felt from under it was pounding on my skin with a tingle. That's all I know, Dolan will probably die when he gets to the end of this staircase.

You may not be able to fight. I might lose without being able to do anything. In an instant, they could do it without knowing anything. Still, Doran's legs don't stop.

In retrospect, it came a long way since my wife, Michelle, died and became an adventurer. At first he said he was just selflessly obsessed and polishing his moves after a weak demon clan, but now he has come all the way to the Dark Continent for his demon king crusade, which is the culmination of that demon clan. What fate?

Unexpectedly leaks a bitter laugh, but no regrets. I was attracted to a boy named Orange Sound and wanted to support him as a companion. So we chose this path, and it's the future we got ahead of us - there's no reason to regret it.

Well, speaking of greed, it's not like I wanted to support the orange noises more. But it'll be enough. By the time he gets here, Doran can put his chest up in his life.

"I don't know if I'm going to die... no, you're going to die... I don't like it... but I don't know why. I'm not scared at all... my legs are stopping..."

I'm not going to kill myself. Ning Ro, being poked at the future of dying like this, Sang, Doran is about to go under the orange noise. I want to fight as hard as I can, cut through, and live up to my orange noise expectations.

"... oh, I see. Do I want to live up to my tight trust... a guy with a total strange charm, really"

That said, Doran reached under the stairs. What spreads there is a vast arena of fighting… at its centre is the demonic tribe of women. Nice style, fancy outfit. The sharp eyes contained only a mechanical and emotionless intent to kill.

Doran pulls out his sword. The Demons also let their magic roll without saying anything. Differences in strength are historical with each other, but fighting is still inevitable.

"Wait. You're tight. - I'm coming."

That's what Doran said, kicking the ground toward the demonic woman.