I Was Summoned to a Parallel Fantasy World for Too Many Times

Third Clergy Knights Enlistment Exam, commonly known as "Enhanced Accommodation". It is a well-known customary event among cleric knights, which by passing through this becomes recognized as a single cleric knight. For a few days, the new female cleric knights will be gathered away from the city to train in action against demons under hero Raven Virgin.

The defectors in this fortified sleepover are endless, and only the cleared ones are assigned to the Clerical Knights of this city under their heroes.

Everyone in the Clerical Knight dreams, and a few days in secret.

But that first night. The look in the tent was a good thing to say it was awful in a nutshell.

The occasion was the greed of the men of the church, only known as the fortified accommodation.

In the tent for rest, they were attacked in their sleep when they removed their magic gear.

The female cleric knight who was training with the magic tool Ariki was no different from the powerless woman in line without the magic tool, and had no excuse for the man's physical abilities.

That it is even the thoughts of Raven is an unknown story of Fanatique.

Everything was as planned.... Until a certain one man broke in.

"─ Looking forward to seeing you."

Suddenly a voice sounds in the tent.

Turning his gaze simultaneously to his voice, it was the young man dressed in black who stood there.

"Will you mix it up?

The young man asks.

We were confused together. Around this tent, we should have pulled a hierarchical alert, and there was no room for one rat to get in.

Anyway, what is being done in the tent is something that they themselves believe is not wrong, but which is generally criticized. We're not going to divulge this information, so we're being cautious.

"I don't know what reason you came in, but you can't keep returning it. Somebody get this guy!

Raven gives orders out loud to cleric knights who are supposed to be defending around the tent.

But no matter how long I waited, no one answered the voice.

"... what's going on?"

"I guess I'm careful not to disturb your enjoyment or mine.... well, that aside"

When the youth appropriately wrapped the story around smoke, they took something out of the tent.

"What about this kind of fun?"

That's what I gave you in front of me.

"Hey, what is this......... Hino!?

"Yah, yah!

"What the fuck is this!? Bugs!?

"You're a disgusting bug."

He was a blackening insect the size of a hundred feet, which crossed the palm of his hand.

The black of its crust is as dark as breathing in all the light, and its mouth and thoughts are edged with a dozen tentacle-like organs.

"Look, don't run away."

"Chi, stay away from me!

The young man steps on one of the women who was put to sleep to be rolled aside and seals the movement.

"And put this bug down," he said.

"No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

When the worm stuck to its white skin, it ate up all the food (...) here.

When tentacles like catfish peel into the skin, the secreted digestive fluid slowly dissolves the protein from the epidermis.

"Ahhh... ahh... ahh"

The woman is salivating from her mouth and raising her voice to exhale as she turns her unfocused eyes upwards.

Seeing that tragic extra sight, only the youth laughed happily as everyone on the spot lost their words.

"Haha! No, suffering is hilarious! What do you say? How does it feel to be slowly molested by a bug? Does it hurt? Is it painful? Hey, pleasant. Pleasant.... Is that it? Why isn't anyone laughing? Don't you miss me?"

The young man, who said so with a strange face, hit his hand as if he remembered something.

"Speaking of which, I still have a lot of these bugs. Look, come in."

With the voice of the youth, from every gap in the tent curtain, a bug named Bug appears with the Uzo.

The worm struck humans nearby, young and old alike.

"Ah, good luck attacking men and women alike"

"Damn! Don't come over here. There's a bug!

"You! Why don't you just let me pull this bug!!

"No! Don't come this way!

"Hey, these guys, don't listen to me. You don't take orders because you're a bug, do you? haha."

"If you're laughing!

In an instant, the liquor pond flesh grove place traces the whole way to the hellish pictorial matter of the snort cry.

To crawling bugs, men call, women cry, bugs eat.

In what could also be described as a mass panic, Raven stood up.

"Don't lick me, you bugs!!

When he took out one gem of where he had hidden it, Raven began to instill magic into it.

An indeterminate light overflowing from a gem turns into a sword-like silhouette and materializes.

It was one of the divine artifacts, awarded by the Church as a hero.

"Nooo!

Raven is slaughtered by worms wrapped around his own body.

But the blade of the divine instrument is inhibited by the robust shell of the worm.

"Nooo! You're tough!"

"I can only think of magic gear. You guys can't beat it. It's the end you wanted."

"Shut up. No!! If the sword doesn't work!

When Raven demonizes the gem again, the shape of the sword becomes obscure and changes to a radiant mace.

"Well, a changing weapon, huh?"

"Noooo!

The shaken mace did not break the crust, but several bugs wrapped around the ravens would be knocked out.

"There's no way they're gonna do it to this extent! Don't lick a hero's name!

"Bark well with a match-pump hero"

"You!

Raven, wielding a mace, punches into the young man's ragged head.

However, a mace that is thought to crack its skull will stop halfway through its orbit.

The young man grabbed the tip of the mace with his bare hands with ease of intent.

"Nah!? Stopping the artifact with your bare hands, etc…"

"Ha... not strong enough. Not fast enough. I don't have enough practice. I don't think enough. Not strong enough."

The young man, who whined some, turned his inorganic eyes to Raven.

It's like watching a pig? Eyes that look like garbage?

No, he was watching the garbage.

"Well, they're still not enough for a few.... Then what about this?

The young man waves the other hand into the void, not the hand that was stopping Mace.

At that moment, black smoke like darkness can stand behind him.

And out of that smoke came an overflow of worms that filled the darkness.

"Become... ah... ah!

Large swarms of sea worms begin to strike the nearest people except their masters - the Ravens.

Less than ten seconds later, his lower body was covered in worms.

He tries to let go of his weapon in order to escape, but his arm is grabbed and lifted by a young man.

"No, don't! Let go."

Scared by the feeling of the skin on his feet being melted carefully, he slaps the young man's arms in vain, not letting him go.

But the young man's arm did not move like a pillar.

"Ah! Stop it! Damn it! Why!?

The worm was already crawling up to the upper abdomen of the Raven. A tentacle like a catfish dissolves Raven's skin and superficial muscle fibers with end-nerve per-digestive fluid. That was often seen in Raven's eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!

Raven exclaimed what he had never known before in his life, a sense of being melted and sore, as well as turning away from the twisting death and fleeing, but only seemed odd to echo around.

"... I guess that's enough"

The young man, Takafuji Prairie, activated the "Magic of Spiritual Interference" of The Devil's Eye of the Formation in front of Raven.

"Ahhhh... ahhh..."

Lightly hypnotized, Raven suddenly relaxed muscles all over his body.

If Prairie let go of her hand, she sank into the sea of worms so that the weakened Raven's body would collapse.

"Re, Raven!" "You! I'm sorry about that!

"Oh, they don't know what's going on yet."

Bugs who lost interest in Raven looked back at the other humans at the same time.

That double eyed is clearly aimed at the next prey.

They instantly understood what the prey was.

The waves of bugs that strike, the cleric knights in complete panic.

Through it, Prairie walks each hypnotized.

(... I may not have had to do this so far, but it's troublesome in case)

Prairie continues to work in a boring way, hitting and changing from what was happening earlier when she was laughing.

"... are you kidding me?

"Hmm?... Oh, Master"

Speaking of which, I recall that you were in the Enhanced Accommodation, and that Prairie is not interested.

"These bugs... you?

"Right."

"Don't... God's punishment will fall on you for this"

"If that logic, it should be given down to these guys, too. Punishment and... well, if I'm a divine punishment, I'm not talking about it."

"It's..."

That's how Prairie replies, questioning Fanatique, who isn't too baffled by the situation, and Fanatique answers vaguely.

"Their deeds are for the Church, even for God... so..."

"It's a misunderstanding, isn't it? It sounds somewhat good when it comes to interpretation... but you know it."

Prairie points to the heavy towns of the church that are falling around and asks.

"Do these guys look like fanatics? I do try to believe in the classics, but what these guys believe is God to themselves, not God in the world"

Step by step.

"In the end these guys are just looking for the unknown, the responsibility, the luck, the convenience to impersonate them. I just want to push my sins against God. God's reality, whatever the origin of religion, will eventually be shaped in this way"

Prairie said as she peered into her face as she stopped one step ahead of Fanatique.

"Well, do you have one?

"I...!

"By the way, he wants peace for God, but he's so out of line"

"... to?

Prairie continues with a thin grin.

"As you can see from a little research, it is God and the others who are producing demon kings and brave men and provoking war. God doesn't want peace from Hannah."

"Oh no... so..."

"If you deny without foundation, you are only impersonating your ideals to God"

Prairie, looking into Fanatique's eyes, activated The Devil's Eye of the Formation.

Get out of the tent.

The smell of the blood of a dead soldier is mixed, but much clearer than the precipitated air inside.

"... are you done"

Aliyah, who was waiting on the side of the tent, inquired as she approached.

"Oh. All hypnotized. All you have to do is move like a script."

"... sounds boring enough"

"It's boring. I just wasted my time on a futile farce. It was a work gay."

Capture and assault a female summoner in church as a "dirty woman manipulating demons". Forced to take my real sister hostage and summon demons to attack the city.

Create the absolute presence of a hero with a match pump, creating the firm power of the Church in the city.

Reform and revamp the system in the cleric knight with the glory of its hero.

After collecting virgins in fortified sleepovers at Raven's and having fun all the way through, I can force myself to follow the matter and the pressure of the church.

It is also unnatural for cleric knights, like Master Sister, who can operate outside the city, to snag and leave at about fortified accommodation.

Probably not left, but was flown or disposed of by the church.

Yeah. As you can see from the text.

The farce. It's such a futile and funny farce.

I wondered if I had any ambitions that I could not read, so I opened the lid and I was stunned, nothing. Empty.

I'm really just wasting my libido.

I just crushed one such farce.

There would be no reason to be boring.

"I'm going to have to farce too... Hey, it's time."

The one who responded to my call was a summoner who had a demonic rampage (stampede) a few days ago and was hypnotized by me.

Earlier, there is more to the story.

The summoner was holding his sister hostage, but he seems to have been isolated.

I had a couple of chances to see how things were going, and my sister seemed to assume she was safe, but it was just a trick. Her sister had also been assaulted and, originally sick and weak, she said she had been out of breath two months before.

Nor does the church delude itself that he died of a boulder, and moreover the summoner finds out that his sister was being assaulted and is outraged.

The Summoner considers revenge on the Church, but also lacks strength and has no late connections.

And at that time, it was the Demons who whispered sweet words.

Instead of descending into the hands of the Demon King as a demon, the Demons tried to give him mighty power.

As a result, the Summoner signed a hypnosis contract with the Demon Nation and became a Demon.

As for the operation, he said he planned to summon more demons of number and quality than they envisioned and betray them on the day in the match-pump the church is planning again.

But he obsessed only with "crushing the city", an order of the devil, because he became mildly hypnotized, and he completely forgot about revenge. I was also sorry for my personality.

That's what I heard from my hypnotized girlfriend.

And that hypnotic state is still ongoing.

You want me to take revenge on you? I don't take that into account at all.

'Cause you will. There are also weaknesses, such as grudges that you lose to the extent that you are hypnotized. Too fragile.

It's not worth letting you do that. I'm not even interested.

All the time this guy doesn't go down either.

It's called in the tent earlier, it's called this summoner, I'm no longer interested and I don't care, and if it's gonna be a hassle, I honestly don't mind killing you. That's how I can accomplish my purpose.

But unless there's a demon king or demon tribe involved. No, technically, it's not a demon king, it's a demon king surrogate, but well, you don't have to worry about the details.

Are you absolutely confident in your hypnosis contract, the summoner didn't have any demonic surveillance, etc. But if I kill him here, the Demons will suspect him of the boulder.

Demons. I want to try. I want to try to get along.

But it's still early.

Perhaps the whole Demon Nation should have 'Guardianship of the Demon King'. As much as this effect depends on the power of the Demon King at that time, the current Demon King is a genuine monster. I mean, demons and demon king surrogates are fucking strong right now.

Probably losing on me now.

But it's just early. Prepare yourself and set things up with the Demons in an all-round position. Very much so.

The guide is to be the next title. The ascension of the title allows it to reach exactly another dimension.

And if you're going to smash it later with a full posture, you shouldn't be able to keep an eye on the Demons right now.

So this disturbance needs to be fixed so that nothing can be traced to us.

A farce for that. And it's a scenario.

I will instruct the hypnotic puppets to follow the scenario.

A scenario is simply a conflict.

First, as preparation until yesterday, a hypnotized summoner is used to make false reports to the church.

And at this time, a summoner summons and assaults a demon. (laughs) The hero who rushed to check his gear leads the cleric knight to fight the demon runoff (stampede).

The Clerical Knight was disintegrating due to the deadly moments, and the total annihilation came soon, but the hero (laughs) managed to attack the Summoner with his deity.

Everyone on this scene dies in a collision. When reinforcements from the church that came later rushed, all the demons had disappeared because the sorcerer had disappeared.

Congratulations. Chang Chang.

... I can't help but feel a little appropriate or throwing part, but I wasn't willing to devote any more effort to this farce. It's tedious to put it in short.

Well, yeah. I don't think there's anything unnatural about it, and it's okay. We'll figure it out later if something goes wrong.

I'm done giving directions, so I turn to Areya and say next time.

"Supervisor or what to do when something goes wrong"

"Got it...... so is that hand ok?

Areya cared about my left hand. My palms are peeling off.

"I'm fine.... Is this the Light Magic guy? It seems to have the same effect as silver."

It was an injury when I grabbed Raven's artifact. Thank you. He was wearing light magic, and it hurt a lot just to grab it. Though I endured losing weight.

It has the same effect as silver, i.e. it is an obstacle to regeneration by blood prepared for vampires. Still, there is nothing wrong with this extent because it heals naturally.

"But it should have been easy to avoid. Isn't that what you should have done to avoid the risk?

"It's a performance. to give despair, that it is never appropriate."

Hypnosis had to be done smoothly to facilitate the scenario. Errors can be troubling.

"Spiritual interfering magic" depends on the ease of application in the mental state of the subject. I mean, to make sure you hypnotize him, you can disrupt his mental state.

Simply put, you can either upset them greatly or you can despair deeply.

And in order to do that, we needed a production that could be described as excessive.

In order to ensure the "magic of mental interference," a performance that invites despair is important.

"... wasn't I a character like the boss in the middle of being destroyed by the main character? You all right, buddy? Don't you have a flag?

"What do you call yourself a flagcrusher?"

No, but when I think of my own words and actions earlier, do I say it hurts, or does it look like a medium boss? He was about to be lightly killed in the middle of nowhere.

Well, it was necessary, so I can't help it.

"Even so, there was an error in the end."

"Really?

"Oh, actually."

And as I tried to explain what happened earlier in the tent, Silf flew in.

"Inori, they're coming."

"Oh, what do you mean?

"Mockingjay. Chance."

All right, now we're going to achieve our purpose.

In the meantime, after explaining all the errors to Areya, I shall leave immediately. Speed is important for this operation.

"Come on in, Inori. Please be careful."

"Aye."

After Aaliyah's voice, I used the Devil's Eye of the Formation to transfer to the city.