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

"... Mm-hmm... obtuse."

Time returns a little, a dark continent.

That's what the demon king's daughter corpse sounded like in that place, which could be described as the site of the demon king's castle. Earlier, I thought of the orange noises who had forcibly broken through and left, pointing my lips. It looks like I'm in a bad mood or something. She has intense emotional ups and downs and a prone personality to facial expressions, so it is easy to understand these emotions of joy and sorrow.

The S-rank demons, whose orange sounds stopped time and were slashed by the 'Myolnir', were still alive. The damage was enormous, but each managed to recover in their own way.

And when they recover, they walk over to the side of the standing corpse noise.

"... have you escaped"

"Hmm? Hmm... Gort, is that it? I hear it's your belly."

"Yes, he had it beside him as a side of the Demon King."

Demon King's belly, Gort kneels down and fu in front of the corpse noise. The figure is exactly like that of a knight who has sworn allegiance, and from the schematic point of view, the existence of such a knight, the Lord, is corpse sound or not.

He who had sworn allegiance to the Demon King, but now that the Demon King is dead, his Lord turns to the corpse sound of his daughter. It sounds bad when it comes to the Lord's saddle change, but it's nothing strange or anything. The death of the Demon King is also, in other words, the birth of a new Demon King. Occasionally this time, that's just the sound of a corpse.

But the corpse sounds are the daughter of the demon king, not the demon king. She is not going to be the Demon King, nor is she going to reign as a being standing over the Demons. The king wants to be free because one of these guys can do it, and he's out in the corner.

Therefore, the action she had taken would not have been strange.

"heh... what...!?

"Um, your stomach means your stuff, right? I don't like falling back. Look, I need to dispose of the artifact. You're lonely by yourself!

The sound of the corpse was breaking Gort with a magic sword. She doesn't need a presence to swear allegiance to herself, and she doesn't need a second-hand item to back down. All she wants is her own toy. It's convenient for me, it's profitable for me, just a toy that moves the way I want.

If there's an element that you don't care about at all, it's something she doesn't need.

Duh, and the sound of the fruit crushing, Golto sank into the red blood buildup.

"Oh... Master Shikabane, you're still my wife"

"Frane... Frane is my thing, isn't it? Don't worry, I won't kill you unless you do something odd!

"... right"

He didn't even care anymore about Gort's body or anything, and the corpse sounded nicely laughing at Frane. He was very cute and had a pure smile, but such a corpse-sounding smile even seems a little scary to Frane.

I won't kill you if you don't do something strange, although I'm saying... if you return the back, I'll kill you if you do something strange, just like I'm saying. If you turn it against me, they'll kill you, and if you don't move what you want, I'll kill you. That's the thing. Because the only thing she needs to be with is a presence that fully affirms her words.

Then came a devil man with a disgusting grin who watched that whole thing go there and a perverted devil woman of lulu enthusiasts. The vampire man was thinking of something a little further away.

"Dear Sikabane, is that okay? My name is Yar Edmond."

Yar, a demonic man with a disgusting grin, speaks to the corpse sound. A tribute like the one I took showed that he had no respect for the corpse sounds.

For him, the demon king, the father of corpse sounds, had the charm and flavor to respect and obey only, except for the element of strength. The Demon King was using him, and he was using the Demon King, too. We had a cooperative relationship based on mutual understanding of it, and it was quite a friendship on top of that.

But that's why the corpse sound that killed that demon king for Yar is a existence that can be used if done well, and not one that can be respected if not friends. I was going to obey, nowhere.

Treat him with a smile, and if he sucks, that's the only way he'll get a little profit position. It was such a lowly attitude.

"Hmm, so?

"You are the daughter of my friend the Demon King… Then I will be your sword and your shield to protect you. This is never about backing down, I want to be beside you on my own initiative."

"Heh."

To Yar's words, the corpse sound returns so briefly with a grin. I recognized Yar's words as corpse sounds very convenient to me. He probably figured if he asked him to do it, he'd do most of the work.

But such a Yar's neck was flying through the universe at some point. He was slashed with a magic sword.

And Yar's body, who had lost his head, freaked out and spasmodically just that he was finally able to come with the situation, and fell to the front. Blood gushing from his neck sticks to the toe of the corpse.

Then the corpse sound wrinkled between his eyebrows crushed Yar's body with his feet. Over and over again I crushed Yar's body with that foot and crushed it until his body became a stain on the ground.

"Ko... of... Ga, Ki...!

Yar's head, rolling to the ground, was still alive. He's distorting his expression to humiliation and hatred, staring at the corpse.

The corpse noise picks up his head like that. Regardless, it's not like I didn't feel anything for her and for telling me that she wanted to be there for me. That was convenient, and I'm very happy to have that kind of presence.

But she grins and says when she holds Yar's face with both hands.

"Because Yar's face is frivolous. Thanks for telling me you'll listen to anything I say! But look, I'm not physiologically receptive to anything, okay? I don't think there's a girl who keeps Guero around."

"Or....................................................................."

"You smell like a yar when you come near something."

With those words, both hands of Bubu, and the corpse sound crushed Yar's head. Blood and head wreckage stuck in his head from the gap between the blur and his palms fell to the ground, and Yar died.

When the corpse sounded waved his hands off of the blood and the wreckage of his head, he shifted his gaze as if he was no longer interested in Yar. Beyond that was Lulu enthusiast perverted demon woman. He looked at the corpse with a slightly frightened look. Suck or no, they will kill you even if you defy them. You're in such an overwhelming predicament, I guess I can't help it if I tell you.

The corpse sound puts a wet smile on her blood as she steps into her sight like that. No words. What about you? It was as if you were asking. I can't say anything bad, that's what drives her mind.

"I... am Meena Alverk of Dream Demons (Sacubas)"

"Yes, Meena...... will Meena be my thing?

"Yes... if you want"

"Hmm, shit! So, how are you doing now? Oh, but if I did something weird, I'd kill you, right?

Meena nodded vigorously and repeatedly at the words of the corpse. The closer the exhale gets to his face, and if he says that with the killing, he won't be able to help but nod, but thanks to it anyway, Meena seems to manage to live. In Meena's head, Lulu's face was floating.

(Help me, Master Lulu...)

I feel like crying. She is, as she herself said, a dreamer of the S-rank Demon Nation (Sacubus), but originally this dreamer (Sacubus) is not so strong in combat capability. Yet it's called S-Rank because she's been sucking so many sperm.

This species of Dream Demon (Sacubas) sucks away the sleeping man's essence and restores it to its own power. However, the Dream Demon (Sacubus) in the process of absorption becomes almost defenseless, and further, the absorption cannot be stopped until it is over. Therefore, if the subject wakes up from a dream, he will be easily killed. Originally a weak demon of lower C-rank.

But this Meena has succeeded in all of her insemination. Dozens or hundreds of men's sperm continue to be sucked away, and their power is strong enough at the earliest not to be killed where the subject awakens. The late S-rank. Its ability to absorb absorption, if successful, kills the sucked subject without question. You take away all the life of your opponent, naturally.

"Well, the vampire uncle there... what do you do?

Then the corpse sounded like the king of vampires...... speaking to Vlad Byrne.

"Hmm... can I ask you one thing before then? Daughter of the Demon King."

"Hmm? What is it?

"What are you going to do now?

To Vlad's inquiry, the corpse sound gave him a decent look as he blinked with his pussy. If she asks me what I'm going to do, well, it's her idea that I want to live as I please... not that I was thinking of anything in particular. Therefore, she could not answer the question immediately.

Then he began to think with the corpse sound Han - and his index finger on his chin, his hands together as if he had come up with something.

"I want to kill you! What is it, tough... was it?

"... well, then I'll follow. I don't need that person... because my people are here."

Then, the corpse sound on Vlad's words gives him a full smile. But it was felt by all the Vlads that the back of that smile was filled with murderous intentions. Obviously angry, that would have been obvious to whoever saw it.

And with such a caged smile of intent to kill, the corpse sounds say.

"Oh my God! Yeah, yeah, I'm not interested in my own kind, but you're annoying me! He said to me," I don't care. I don't want to kill him. "

"Dear Sikabane... Your tone is disturbing."

"Whoa... Girls are cuter to be sober"

"Yeah... but it's fixed better than it used to be"

Frane puts the point in the corpse noise where anger makes the tone rampant. Apparently she was originally abusive verbal. I don't know what the process was, but her rambling language seemed to be what it is now.

Sookie, I don't have the right personality for the word, but to the corpse sounds like I'm a sookie, cute girl. Meena and Vlad put a scratch in their hearts that you weren't handsome in the words of a corpse sound. Apparently, however, this member's power relationship is dominated by the sound of a corpse, followed by a frane. Not because of strength, but because you can take the rudder of the most corpse noise in this.

"Okay! Then let's go to the human continent!

"... how?

"... Huh?

To the words of the corpse sounds, Frane raises natural questions, but nowhere else is there, such as a ship. Vlad can fly, but he can't physically keep flying for two weeks. Although mortal sounds and metastases can be used like demon kings, I have never been to a human continent or anything, so the designation of the destination of the metastasis is vague. Honestly, now that the far-sighted water mirrors had disappeared with the castle, they had no means of going to the human continent.

"... you want to make it on a boat?

"Mendoza."

Vlad's words made the corpse sound pointy on his lips, but at the earliest it had only the means, so he did not pinch the waste.

It is a difficult future.