I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"" "" Ma, Demon... ""

I thought I was a beastly opponent, but all of a sudden I knew the opponent was a demon, and four of them were stunned by the Red Oath.

"Come on, you guys, you knew we were demons!

Also stunned were the demons who turned the hood because they thought they'd found out who they were.

"No, excuse me! Nothing, I didn't try to fool you..."

And scratch your head like you're sorry, Miles.

"Anyway, could you tell us all about the situation? No, I have an approximate idea..."

There's no way the Demons can obey the miles they say that, of course, yes, they can.

"Don't be ridiculous! You're the one who's gonna throw up everything you know!

Capture him! "

The leader of the demonic tribe commanded his companions to do so.

Last time, before I met the Beasts, I was ready and ready for them because I thought they were Demons.

This time, however, on the contrary, everyone in The Red Vow was not ready for their hearts because they thought the other person was the Beast Man.

Suddenly, the battle against the demons.

Um, the strength of demons beyond human common sense, coming out of legends and gaga.

Everyone in the 'Red Pledge' where they could accidentally pull their hips off, but in it, they still had some tolerance for the miles.

"Gentlemen, you don't have to be afraid of that! The demons in the story are the brave equivalent of what we call on the human side. I mean, it doesn't actually exist, it's an exaggerated figure.

Brave men come out all the time in legends and gaga, but actually, it's not a good idea, is it? It's the same as that.

Because the Demon Nation is also, in fact, just a people-shaped race with inferior physical abilities than the Beast Man and inferior magic than the Elf and inferior robustness than the Dwarf!

To that word of Miles, Lena and Mavis, a little re-attentive, but there Pauline squeaked.

"... but that means we're outnumbering humans in all its aspects, right?

You look pale again, Lena and Mavis.

"At a time like this, don't say anything extra. Whoa!

That's what I shout, it was miles.

(Not good! If it's a one-on-one battle for both of them, there could be major injuries or possibly a dead person...

I believe in everyone's power, but in the unlikely event, and vice versa, they can't afford it and cause fatal injuries to their opponents... Something, a good way...

Yes!)

Miles jumped at the idea that came to his mind.

"Wait!

To the words of the miles, the demons who were close stopped walking.

"What? Are you willing to give up and surrender?

To the leader's words, Miles shook his head to the side.

"No. But if you start brawling like this, don't you think it's 'not beautiful'?

"" "" "" "" Ha-ha-ha?

The voices of everyone but miles were hammered.

"Ugh, it's not beautiful..."

"What do you mean?

Even Lena and Mavis were taken away.

"What the hell are you talking about, this guy?

A demonic leader asks Mavis that, but of course, Mavis cannot answer either.

"Team battle, that too, is a four-person system in the form of a star fight!

Miles of words, pompous, and everyone else.

And then the mileage description began.

"Look, it's going to be a famous battle because of it, but don't you think it's too much for everyone to be distracted only by their battles and not see other battles?

He likes to fight, two of the demons nodded, yeah.

"There you go, one at a time, fighting each other, the others watching without touching it. Four times that. If we win three, we win, and if we lose, we surrender honestly, as something captured by our opponents. If it's a draw on two to two, force discusses as equivalent, as something where each other's strengths are best friends. How about this?

"... give me a minute"

Having said that, the Demons replied after some discussion with him.

"That's good, this one has no objection."

Perhaps the usual one is that we, the devils, should take a back like little human daughters... That's a plus, boring alternative to entertainment.

On the 'Red Vow' side, if there is no business involved in this kind of rush with the other side, they are often left to the miles originally, so everyone does not pinch their objections.

So I've decided to talk.

"Are you glad to see it as an agreement?

"So, Mr. Pioneer Pauline, Mr. Next Pioneer Lena, Mr. Deputy General Mavis, and the Admiral is me,"

Miles became a combination of stone streets that the stronger the later. Maybe that's what they should do over there.

In some cases, there are ways to deliberately deviate from the enemy's vanguard to this next van, vice generals to vice generals to ensure three victories, and enemy generals to this vanguard to throw away the game, but perhaps the Devil's side won't take such a method, and Miles doesn't feel that way at all.

"Ma, Miles, are you sure you want me to do this with my deputy general...

Wouldn't I be better off at the vanguard?

Miles smiled at Mavis, anxiously saying so.

"It's okay, Mr. Mavis will never lose! Because Mr. Mavis is a 'knight aspiring'!

"Well... well. Oh, yeah, you do!

Mavis, tightening his expression tightly, then crooked the edge of his mouth and laughed.

Rubbing the rules, viewers decided rules such as declaring the end of the game and preventing the opponent's team from attacking if they decided that the player on their team was dangerous, but in that case losing the player on their team.

Yes, this is the purpose of the mile. This allows both parties to compete without causing serious injury or death.

If you lose the team battle itself, it doesn't matter.

If no one dies and is finished without serious injury, there is honestly no loss whatsoever to 'I've been asked to investigate' or to tell you about the last time, to 'The Red Vow' or to the human side as a whole. Even in this request, it should probably be seen as a success of the request simply by bringing back the information: 'The other party is a demon, the purpose is to investigate'.

Furthermore, if the human side already knows about the investigation of the demons and beasts under the direction of the ancient dragons, there is no reason to detain the Miles. Perhaps, when we're done talking, we'll be released.

If they don't let you go, then you just have to run. If you say, "After you've been captured, you've escaped," you won't have broken your promise.

And of course, Miles didn't want to lose or anything.

Face it in a slightly flickering part of the rocks, Pauline and a demonic man who looks like he's about thirty.

Only, you look like you're about thirty, that's all. Miles can't tell the difference between the age and appearance of the Demons.

The spectators, the Miles and the Devil's side, were all alone together. It's easy to hit the flow magic when dispersed, and talking during a game would be some sort of intelligence gathering.

Um, the man who ate the piercing bullet into the mile was also brought to the other demons at some point, healing magic blocked the wounds, and joined the spectator group. No matter how many wounds you've blocked, you won't be able to fight with all your might for a while, so it's out of your power.

And then Miles screamed from the place to watch the game.

"Okay, Fight, Lady Go!

"Ice Javelin!"

"Earth Wall!

Demons prevent Pauline's Ice Spear attack by protruding rock walls from the ground. Physical walls, not magical defenses, are needed to prevent attacks by the ice that has become an entity.

Whatever the dirt, on the rocks, it takes a lot of magic and talent. Just like Pauline, only the magic name without the spell chant, or the chant omission magic, is easy to do.

"...,..., Ice Needle!

Now it was Pauline, who performed a shortened chant with a low voice and unleashed attack magic again, but the ice needles of smaller mass were all prevented by wind magic.

…………

The demonic man slowly approached Pauline, whose hand in the attack stopped, without the appearance of a spell, whether the attack had moved through at all.

"It's no use. With the magic of a human little girl, you can't even let her reach us. And our magic will easily pierce your defenses.

Why don't you surrender? That way, you're not gonna get hurt for nothing, are you?

To that word, Pauline shakes her neck sideways as she sifts.

Indeed, Pauline's defense would be easily unplugged if he were properly subjected to the powerful attack magic of the Demon Clan. Yes, 'if you get a decent attack'.

"I can't help it, I'll make up my mind with one blow so it won't hurt as much as possible"

There was no sign that Miles would intervene, even in a position where the Demonic Man did not shake his body, put his right hand behind him, and deliberately and slowly unleashed magic.

And when a demonic man tried to unleash attack magic.

"Water, wrap around the hands and feet of his people, freeze and free..., guh!

All of a sudden, incredible, such a stunned look, followed by sweating from all over your face, no, from all over your body, demonic man.

"Ghaaaaaa!

And then I held my butt down, rolled around.

Pauline continued the magic of the physical flying system from directly in front.

And Pauline, who was easily prevented from doing so and looked as if she was upset about everything and couldn't do anything anymore.

... Pauline couldn't have been such a balls.

A very small amount of hot magic that pretended to be unable to do anything and secretly unleashed at the foot of the opponent without chanting.

That, on a very weak airflow, was raised from the hem of the trousers. Sensitive, mucous membrane.

"Duh, what's up! What the hell..."

The demons in the panicking spectator group. But how he can't decide to intervene to decide to lose, even though he doesn't think it's just a matter of time, to the state of his fellow rolling around crying.

And Pauline started the next chant.

"Ice blade, pierce the enemy's heart! Ice cream......"

"Surrender! Surrender, game over!!

His face was drawn to that chanting, too noisy spell, and the leaders of the Demons rushed to make a declaration of the end of the game, or defeat.

(The other three times, all you have to do is win...)

Though he thought so, he was the leader of the demons, who couldn't contain a bad feeling from gushing up.