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

In the north of the McCard Empire, near the city known as Bond, there is a lake with a lot of shellfish named Silbshell.

Commonly known as Devil Lake, Mine Lake, Mithrill Lake, etc.

Silveshell is a very rare shellfish, characterized by having a hard shell made of ingredients very similar to rock, with mud at the bottom of the lake as food.

When there is a foreign body, the pearls make pearls, but they try to cover the foreign body with the same ingredients as the shells, but the coagulation is composed of relatively high purity misrills, which can be purified with very high purity by removing impurities such as silicon.

The probability of individuals with coagulation, commonly known as misrill pearls, containing misrills, in the body has been found to vary in correlation with their habitat.

And Silveshell, which lives in Devil's Lake in the McCard Empire, has a pretty good chance of having misrill pearls in her body.

Even without misthrilled pearls, the shell also contains some purity of misthrills, making it a dish of saliva for adventurers.

Strict state-led controls are in place to prevent catches by adventurers and others, and yields are also limited on an annual basis to prevent extinction.

However, the amount of Mithril Pearl that could still be "mined" from that lake was enormous, making it an important asset supporting the McCard Empire's economy, armaments.

A sudden anomaly occurs in the Devil's Lake.

If you think the bubble was first confirmed in the center of the lake, then suddenly a magically visible barrier unfolded and land appeared in the center of the lake as if it had been dried up.

Demon Lake is a relatively large lake. Where there was a hole in the center of it, it was not something that soldiers on the shore could immediately notice, nor was it something that they could immediately go to check because they noticed, by analogy.

But if we could observe the bottom of the dewy lake, we would have realized that there was a huge magic formation there.

Its magic formations glow purple demons, and black shadows appear.

"Kukuk... is this the McCard Empire?"

A male voice, but slightly higher, echoed around that some people found unpleasant.

The head of the skeleton is protruding, and in its eyes is shaken by a demon like a small blue beard.

The cape, which only wrapped bones, was blue in colour and was embroidered with gold thread everywhere.

The skeleton looks around and laughs again.

"Isn't it like you're telling me to use a fort like this as a base?"

The skeleton thinks of the fingers of the fleshless bone as the pussy of how it was done.

When the purple smoke broke out and it cleared up, a bone demon appeared without more than a dozen clothes - a skeleton.

"Let's start the invasion."

"Areya, give me a kiss."

"Huh...... ha!?

Aliya is bewildered when she sets up a tent for night camp and breaks up with each party to get ready, suddenly she is told that story in prayer.

An areya who had been subjected to something beyond sexual harassment in the name of raising the level of the nocturnal Sexual Moves, but had never layered her lips before.

"And all of a sudden!?

Aliya asks, in a state like a mixture of inner mind, confusion and suspicion and expectation and tension and shame.

"Just a little experiment."

"... what?

Areya's tension drops slightly to an answer that doesn't resonate with the maiden mind at all: experimentation.

"You've been kissed before with Silf, haven't you?

"Huh."

Another woman's name came up, and she remembered the sight of it, another tense down areya.

"Experience something called the spiritual world then. I wondered if I could reproduce it myself."

"So, why are you mouthing me?

"From what Silf asks, it's more efficient to have mucosal contact. Or that's how Silf can't drag him into the spiritual world."

Efficient.

Approximately, Prayer Ri asks Aaliyah to kiss him, so it seems to be efficiency only.

Is this what you mean when you raise and drop it? Aaliyah can't hide the color of discouragement.

"Well, you've never spoken to a man before..."

"Yeah."

"At least for the first time, mood, mind prep..."

Aaliyah was originally a princess of a country, and there is no such thing as dating a man. Her chastity persisted firmly, even after her body was scattered in prayer.

"I don't."

But reality was heartless.

Or the prayer was heartless.

"Unlike hymen, first kisses don't physically make any difference. After all, it only seems to hold true. This is a story that you have to count on the inside because the acts you do now are like artificial breathing because there is no such thing as love.

And more importantly, there is no veto for you. "

It was thorough.

Aaliyah now realizes that there should be no expectations in prayer.

Aliyah embraces the prayer mile trying to push it down as it is, with the eyes of a dead fish.

After the contact of the mucous membrane, the illusion is that you and Prairie mix and melt together. Areya's consciousness slowly sank into darkness as it was.

It should be noted that the fact that Aliya somehow learned excitement during the kissing was silenced in the back of her mind due to the issue of her dignity.

"This place..."

When she opened her eyes again, Aaliyah stood in darkness.

For a moment, deep black enough to illuminate if you're still blindfolded.

She could only understand that she was standing on something like the ground, but could not tell from where to where it was.

It's all black. I can't even tell the difference between the horizon and the irregularities on the ground.

"Whoa. That's a success."

A familiar voice is heard from behind, and Areya turns around.

The same outfit as usual, but not worn on this journey - a black shirt, black trousers, black gloves and other outfits stood in prayer.

"Is this the spiritual world?

"Yes, my spiritual world."

Oh, I see, and Aliya honestly convinced me. It is a logical and monochromatic translation.

Mountains, seas, people, demons, grass, stones, light, shadows, nothing more.

"In the spiritual world, what can you do?

"Right. Free to manipulate Areya, or what?

"Isn't that the way it always is?

Unexpectedly, Areya listens back.

Prayer Ri doesn't actually "give orders" much, so usually Areya is quite free to act. But as long as they give the order, Aliyah cannot refuse it.

"Hmm."

In response to her words, Prayer Ri, who put his hand on his chin and thought for a while, put up his fingers and twirl them.

"Turn around three times and ring one"

"(CRUCKLES)... One!

"Hmm. Again, it's the same as always"

"Why!?

I have trouble being convinced there. To date, Aaliyah herself, with the exception of this one, has not a single memory of turning three times and ringing one.

But her grievous cry did not reach Prayer Ri.

"You're done with the verification. You can't take too long, and we're just going back, Areya."

"Hey..."

Wait, shortly after I uttered the word, Areya's consciousness was forced to lift.

In the eyes of Aaliyah, I felt like something was hitting the black world.

After the spiritual world verification with Aaliyah and the preparation of the camp, we were both transported to dine with two parties and an old butler.

"May, this looks delicious, huh?

……

"You're not eating? See, ahem."

"... not required"

"Don't be so hard. No."

"Please step away."

Mr. May takes a distance from the spoon I gave him.

But I can't break this level of rejection. It's not like Dada is getting her tongue poisoned every day by Mr. Areya.

While I was setting up a fierce attack, Mae's gaze could sometimes be directed at this direction depressingly, but for the most part it was approximate.

Ahead of that gaze are the community-handicapped braves and one of their companions, Lily, as well as Areya.

"Master Brave, do you like meat?

"... no... the..."

"It's delicious meat. It seems soft and melts in your mouth"

"... uh... and..."

"Look, uh"

"……………"

"Uh?

"... ahhh?

"Yes, well done."

Aaliyah. Surprisingly.

It is Areya who is setting up a fierce attack on the community-handicapped brave and creating a scene that is likely to be in Love Comedy.

It's not Lily next door. She is tajita to Aliya's aggressive behavior. You and your eyes come and go between Areya and the brave.

Somehow, an assassination maid complains to Lily with her gaze, but when she realizes it, she just shakes her neck sideways in tears.

"Hey May, why don't we try that one too?

And me oiling the fire.

The shape of the assassination maid makes you feel like you can't show it to others.

You're a communist brave man now. Is that good?

But the attention of the brave communally handicapped is mostly geared to the arena. Loaded gaze.

Well, I can't help it if he does. Because of my earlier deep kiss mixed with "sex moves," Aliya has a colorful look and voice. Perhaps it also adds a fascinating array as a vampire.

This is my strategy. Looks like a non-honeytrap operation.

By the way, when I told Aliya this after the kiss, she was so pissed. I thought I could see it with cold eyes, but with tears, I said, "I don't know anymore!" or something like that.

I don't know what it is. The feeling of a boyfriend eating a flatfoot at this breakup. It's not like that at all.

Or is it teary-eyed, or does Aaliyah hate community-handicapped braves?

Well, either way, I have no more veto rights than being my servant.

But I didn't expect you to think of a plan and get an opportunity for immediate execution. It's like you're asking me to set up a meal by splitting up for an exchange.

The cause of this convenient situation was, for one thing, the remarks of the old butler.

It is not advisable to create friction between escorts on the long journey ahead. I didn't ask you to join me in the carriage or in the bedroom, but at least we should eat together.

Sebastian, the cause of this situation, is frantically bickering with Fiona, another member of the Harlem Party of the Brave.

I suspected it might be a sketchy grandfather lowlife suggestion to talk to a young girl, but there is no such atmosphere.

The old butler's gaze was as merciful as it was directed at his granddaughter. For that reason, there's a peaceful air like grandfather and granddaughter sitting on the edge just one painting over there.

You're chaos again. This dining landscape.

Now, before the proposed assassination maid also said she couldn't do it about the carriage, she couldn't get in the way of her client's proposal any more. I had to reluctantly accept only the right to toxic taste.

But, well, if I color you so blatantly, you might turn me down tomorrow. They're not saying you're impatient, they're not hiding that you're a brave man. Now he's an adventurer, but power is guaranteed. It would also be possible to force your client if you ignore the outside world.

But it doesn't matter if it's just a chance tonight. You would be right to set me up with a jitter as a honey trap against that brave man. But I can't stay long enough. The duration of the escort is limited.

The necessary achievement is not the communication of the community-handicapped brave. Strong impression.

Well, it's time to accumulate an assassination maid, Hate. Let's move on to the finish.

"Yes, uh"

"............ Ah, hmm"

Destroy this fantasy!

"Allie, I'll take it, too!

"... Huh?

Leopard the face that Aaliyah was pointing at the brave and look down at this one with cold eyes.

It is as scripted.

As scripted, but why do I have a strange feeling about it?

"'Cause Seung-tak's a fool! Mr. May won't take care of it at all!

"You deserve it, don't you? I am busy dealing with the brave. Shut up and eat there."

So Aliya cuts her gaze from me and tries to dare Arn again.

Now the brave man did not try to open his mouth, only to look at this one and make it odd.

All right, Todome.

"Eh."

"Huh...?

Grab the spoon of areya offered by the community-handicapped brave and forcefully take it to my mouth.

Hey, meat.

"What?"

"Allie, that was delicious."

……

Aaliyah shivers her body silently. From the edge, you look angry at my careless behavior.

But it is as scripted. Her anger is also an act.

It's an act, right? If you do it, it's really imminent, but it's an act, right?

Areya, you're a good actor.

"What are you doing to me! Idiot!!"

"Whew......!!

Got a good kick in the belly.

There is no damage because of the difference in VIT, but whatever it is, it is the leg strength of a vampire.

My weight hasn't changed as much as I've increased my level, so my kicked body was pounded by the trunk of a tree with momentum.

As the script suggests... you don't have to kick it so hard, do you? Everyone, including the community-handicapped brave, is pulling a dong though.

I mean, maybe he really kicked it, right?

It was a good kick, reminiscent of the Thai kick when we met in the Rising Sun Kingdom.

"... of..."

"Never mind, brave man. Because he's just stupid."

An areya to say with a slightly refreshing look.

Oh, that's the thing. You were really angry.

Violent heroin qualities.

I fainted as I thought so to Aaliya, who looked at me chilly and showed her little tongue... I pretended.

By saying it was also an alley to leave me alone afterwards, the assassination maid picked me up and threw me in our tent.

He behaved like he was dealing with dirt.

Not a glance at me as the frog slammed to the ground with a crushed voice, and the assassination maid goes straight back to the dining room.

All right, time to kill. Even now, the Black Wolves find their prey, they kill it, and when they find their prey, they try to kill it and diligently, but it's more efficient for me to put it down at night.

That's why I take the knife out of the shadow space and throw it. Manipulate it "remotely" and go outside the entrance of the tent without sound.

At night status, throwing a knife is more aggressive than using that gun. There was no advantage in using the gun on purpose because it didn't make any noise.

Some firearms can knock out more firepower than a knife, but that's too strong a recoil for my body to float, and if I shape it with the muzzle pointing at both sides, I can't stand one shot and the direction of the muzzle is uneven, and the second shot can't offset the recoil. It smashes on top.

Moreover, there is an explosion sound that is too loud to say firing sound. The airhole, the magic of the areya, can't be used if you take a safety margin, as it seems you won't be able to maintain a vacuum if you apply too many additions.

So it turns out to be a throwing knife.

A throwing knife would be nice. Something calms me down.

Now, manipulate the knife to kill the monster, while discussing the results of today's seemingly non-honeytrap operation.

From the look of that maid, I'd say the operation was generally a success.

The target of this operation is the assassination maid, not the community-handicapped brave.

That Areya's proximity to the overly outspoken brave behaved like a bunch of people around her saying she was honeytrapping. I'm instructing Areya to say or will be.

Naturally, the assassination maid also knows that Aaliyah is up to something against the brave. Naturally, the assassination maid's vigilance turns to Areya. If the assassination maid were to think of the communist brave, jealousy would be added at last.

And after dinner, which inhibited the intervention of scattered assassination maids, I am judged to be an areya and a guru. It is known that I am Allie's "Black Rose" surrounding. If Aaliyah were seen to be in a better position, she'd think I was interrupting the assassination maid at her direction.

But I was supposed to be the conspirator, and I got in the way of Aaliyah. It is a development that would not otherwise benefit Areya in any way. In fact, Aaliyah cursed me, and the place was engulfed with weird air.

This is what the assassination maid would think.

Oh, he's just an idiot or this guy. Just sketchy or this guy, and.

A fool who behaves independently of, or without listening to, the thoughts of Aaliyah, and who behaves with his own desires.

It is Areya who should be vigilant.

Of course that's why you won't leave me unattended. All you have to do is raise the weight of your alert to Aaliyah.

But you don't see me. Instead, he makes an unconscious impression, so he tries to distract himself unconsciously. Like you didn't even glance at me earlier.

And it's easier to overlook things in a state like this.

It's the same way that dozens of spectators around you can't see through a simple trick of tricks.

No matter how careful you are to see through a trick, you simply overlook the trick (essence) with a specific gravity of attention tilted somewhere.

This gaze guidance technique also works in more abstract situations - like this one. Whether it's vision or thought, because systems are the same when people turn their attention to things.

This is Operation Unlike Honey Trap. It takes the form of a honey trap (color trick), while its essence is separate.

All I have to do is throw a convenient event for me and the community-handicapped brave to be alone.

I'm not waiting to be left to my luck. I mean, this whole thing also just happened accidentally with the opportunity for an immediate operational planning execution, and I was supposed to act to create an opportunity from me.

It's an old butler's good job in that regard, but I'm not going to hope to be given another chance.

Fortunately, the mountain ranges we cross from here are volcanic belts. There's a good chance you'll find what you're looking for. You don't have to find it. You just have to make it suck.

Then let's not get started, let's just say that we're all going to start late this night when we're all asleep.

McCard Empire Capital.

The most powerful empire in the human kingdom, its hearty imperial capital, is naturally the largest city.

Whether science and technology are at the medieval level or not, in this world, the unique technology of magic tools is developed, and even if it is not as good as Tokyo or New York on Earth, we can say that Imperial Capital is very prosperous.

The end of Niamey Avenue, also known as the Great Artery of the McCard Empire, is the Imperial Capital and also the main street of the Imperial Capital that leads straight to the Castle. Busy in shops with many of them, he was walking on a solid, gorgeous Niamey street that fully pushed the unique elegance that was national, making sure that one young man was pulled by two girls.

"Oh, I'm sorry? Ryudo. I might have gotten a little too shabby."

"... n"

"Uh... no, I'm fine. Sure, I'm tired, but it was just as much fun."

The three were former Rising Sun kingdom brave men of Ryudo, Pearl Hill, and Aoi.

The promise made a month ago in a simulated battle (a duel in the name of) between Ryudo and Keido, that is, after going on a date with these three men earlier.

The date course carefully planned by Pearl and Aoi was certainly a sufficient substitute to entertain Ryudo.

But shopping on the last Niamey Street was the problem. The market is set for boys to hang out with women's shopping when it causes them more or less pain. Pearl and Aoi, who understood it, were going to be as patient as possible.

However, there was little chance that I could stretch my feathers, and I got a little too excited. Still, it was kept below the average time of what I would say in Japan, but it was for two people that Ryudo would date.

As a result, the purpose of resting Ryudo's body, where Keido was thinking, was not fulfilled.

"I know Pearl Hill, but Aoi has this kind of feminine side, too."

"Mm. Excuse me."

"Oh, not... no, the same thing? I don't know if I have much greed or anything."

"Ever since I was on Earth, Aoi's hobbies have been pretty cute, haven't they? There's so much room..."

……

"Ugh!... Hey, hey, sunflower! Don't put it up in front of the junction! I apologize!"

Next to starting a cute twitch, Ryudo sighs.

(Actually, I probably didn't know much about these guys either. narrow field of view, or……)

"What's wrong, Ryudo? Dusk like a middle-aged man at the end of a job like that."

If I noticed, Pearl and Aoi, who stopped hanging out, looked at Ryudo's face worryingly.

"... no, it's nothing"

To Ryudo, who made a smile, Pearl and Aoi start walking again with a question mark.

Eventually they three of them returned to the castle gate of the McCard Empire.

"Welcome back. Did you enjoy it?

"Ah, Mr. Sky. Thank you for everything. Thanks to you, we had a great day."

"Mmm."

Pearl and Aoi return their thanks to the sky that picked them up.

The sky sighed at the two of them as their emotional expressions were brightened.

"Otherwise I'll have trouble. It took me a month to plan it anyway."

"Ah, haha..."

To the bitterness of the sky, Zhuhi laughed bitterly and gave it back.

The reason I was a month late in fulfilling my date promise was because Pearl and Sunflower had put too much mood into the planning stage.

Until then, they had little knowledge of the Imperial City, so they didn't get tired of empty-handed information alone, but went through everything from a little back alley information.

Then I was thinking carefully about the plan according to Ryudo's preferences, and a month had already passed.

"No, Kimjong is right, trying to put into practice that we gather information instead of Dragon Doo..."

"Too many degrees"

"Ugh... sorry"

"Well, that's why I enjoyed it."

When Ryudo enters the follow-up, he shakes his head to say that the sky can't help it, and then tells Ryudo.

"Mr. Ryudo, you must be tired today, right? Why don't you take your usual training off?

Ryudo has never lacked training more than when he came to the McCard Empire. But I was beginning to think I'd just rest today.

(Whatever you call mental fatigue, it's different from the spiciness of training.)

"You won't be able to concentrate on training like this, and I'll give you a break."

Though slightly surprised by the lightly decided Ryudo, the sky smiled and nodded back.

Therefore, a voice was suddenly called to the conversation that had been the flow of dissolution together.

"Hey, yeah?

It is the Golden Castle Keido. The usual light tone lurked, slightly opening the thread, a slightly nervous voice.

The sky is virtually Keido's partner. I noticed as soon as possible that his atmosphere was different than usual, pulling in a flamboyant smile until earlier, and listening.

Also, Ryudo understands that he brought urgent errands. It was a logical process, unlike our partner, the sky survey.

No matter how distracted you are, you will never notice any signs of the person approaching this distance. Including that Keido has not mastered the art of scouting, it is even more unfortunate.

Then it comes to the conclusion that Keido used his blessing, "Count," to find the Dragon Doors.

Keido will not use protection without darkness if there is not much left to do. In the past month, Ryudo knew that.

(But 'Count of 10' just extends a second to ten seconds. Is it something you can find us in just ten seconds? Or do you have something to figure out where we are... No, it doesn't matter now)

Ryudo stopped thinking, which was derailed from the way, and turned his attention to Keido.

Also, Zhuhi and Aoi, at least I suspected that Keito didn't bring a joke, so I silently urge them to continue.

"Apparently the Demons have appeared. Prime Minister Indella summoned all the brave men here. You have to come right away."

"What brought you together was a demonic raid that was nothing else."

The four men, who instantly moved under Prime Minister Indela in the sky's 'spatial magic', had been briefed by her on this incident.

"It was Bond in the northern part of the Empire who was attacked. Bond's fort has already been dropped and two of its neighbors have been raided suddenly"

"Bond......"

Ryudo tried searching Bond in the brain, but the results never show up.

"Were you close to picking a misrill pearl?

"Mmm."

You're right, Mr. Pearl.

Pearl Hill provides information so that you can follow that Ryudo. And Aoi and Indela nodded.

"So you're saying it's an important industrial and military base."

"Yes. That's why the Empire's stationed troops for surveillance, too.... the fact that you dropped it means that you have a lot of fighting power. But..."

"The McCard Empire isn't bordered by demonic territory, is it? Are you saying it's strange that no information has been provided by other countries? Or appeared alone..."

(No way...)

Being able to drop a fort on its own. Ryudo associates with Prayer Ri and sweats cold.

To the two people who think about it, Indella adds the information.

"The Demons are alone, but the power itself is a collective. Most of them were demonic skeletons."

Hearing the words, Ryudo breathed his inner ho. He doesn't see how Prairie manipulates the corpse into a ghost "ghoul". Dragon Dou, who believes that Prairie is only a stand-alone force, decided that the beginning of the matter was not Prairie.

"Is the majority of your power the same demon? When that happens, it's reasonable to think that the Demons have summoned the demons."

"I agree."

To the conclusion of Keido, Indela synchronizes.

"I would ask the brave men this time that the ultimate goal is the recapture of Bond, but it seems that this case will converge by crusading only the Demons, beyond the Demons being summoners"

Indela spread the map to the desk in front of her. It is a national map, held by the McCard Empire. As the brave men glance in, they point to the point north of it.

"This is the fort of Bond already occupied. And these two points will be the fortifications that are currently under attack."

Indira continues her explanation while alternating the points indicating the two fortifications.

"The first goal is to buy time for reinforcements in formation in the Imperial City."

"After the reinforcements arrive, while the army is holding back the demons, why are we fighting the demons?

"Exactly."

"Then should we break up second-hand? Send us brave men to each fort to fight late."

Fort Bond and the two adjacent forts are located within a large basin.

The same demon summoned is faithful to the order, but less intelligent. Thus it has a great effect on the field that can make use of numbers, but in mountain forests, where collaboration and ad hoc are required, it just becomes the outfit of guerrillas or even feeds on the demons that live there.

Therefore, in order for the Demon Squad to be outside the basin, we have to go down the street. If demons are stopped by retarded combat in the two forts, the demon squads will be enclosed inside the basin.

But in response to Ryudo's question, Indela shook her head and answered.

"No. We ask the brave men to head towards this Fort Lilib. The other Fort Edgeberg will be discarded, so please keep moving until the soldiers withdraw from Fort Edgeberg."

"Why are you dumping Fort Edgeburg? If the Demon Squad leaves the basin through its streets, the damage will increase."

"It's okay or Ryudo. The streets of Fort Edgeburg are too steep to march. Originally that way, multiplied by the noise after the last demon king's crusade, the merchant kingdom used the marks of forced march. The Merchant National Army at that time will also take almost total destruction due to topographical problems"

"We'll leave some of the soldiers retreating from Fort Edgeberg halfway down the street so the demons can deal with it in case they march down this street"

"I see... ok"

Seeing Ryudo snort, Indella looked over at the five.

"We need a rush from here. Please be ready to leave immediately."

For the five brave men to head to the fort, empty transfer magic is used. There are two types of transfer magic: visual and point transfer, and point transfer requires coordinate information. Coordinate information is a number characteristic of spatial magic, completely different from latitude and longitude where humans use it, and even the sky with spatial magic protection cannot understand its laws. Therefore, coordinate information must be obtained by visiting the point in advance, etc.

Three people, including themselves, are simultaneously transferable in visual metastases, and thirty in point metastases. The amount of magic required is increased proportionally to the number of people, regardless of the visual or point of sight or the extent of the transfer distance. Luggage may also be carried on behalf of a person, in which case each human being corresponds to about 100 kg of luggage.

This time, the sky used a visual transfer alone and made a rapid journey to the fort. After grasping the coordinates of the fort and some points on the road, we return to the Imperial City to rendezvous with the four other braves. Start the point transfer with five brave men, ten personnel and about 1.5t of luggage. At this point in the middle of nowhere, all but the brave men and their luggage are unloaded, and only five brave men transfer their points to Fort Lilib.

Personnel and luggage are the first supplies to create a supply line to Fort Lilib. Of course, it is not possible to secure a supply line that will function in the long term, but this will allow a relatively short time to prepare the front.

After tomorrow, the sky will be driven out to carry supplies, so four other brave men will be in charge of the battle.

And one of them, Keido Kanejo, was preparing for his own battle in Imperial City. Where the sky is headed for coordinate confirmation, otherwise humans are told to wait.

Care of the Holy Sword, maintenance of the armor, which is a magic tool, while he is delayed in his thoughts.

(The current situation is not bad…)

Even with the exception of the sky, which will be entrusted with the carriage of supplies, there will be one brave man, one B rank, and two out of the standard valid for combat. Even the three former Rising Sun kingdom braves have enough direct combat skills, and Keido can handle some unexpected situations such as surprises and odd tactics. There is little anxiety in terms of combat.

(Did you get a good date, Dragon Dou's mental side can afford it? Becoming a Demon, what an asshole it doesn't even seem)

Also with regard to Aoi and Zhuhi, the heterogeneous dependence on Ryudo appeared to be Keido as if it had been eliminated. For the minute Ryudo punched into training, they were thoroughly gathering information and eagerly listening, either in the previous operational description or without joining.

(The speed of the head rotation of Ryudo is a good miscalculation. Probably not a problem even if I'm in charge of the crime scene.)

The presence of the brave is a major reason to improve morale in the Macquard Empire, where traces of the brave predecessors remain strong. Put an educated soldier about war in a deputy or staff officer and he will work twelve minutes with the soldiers.

(Things shouldn't be so bad... but why not? I have a strange feeling about it. 'Cause it's going too well? Because the purpose of the Demon Clan is unknown? The Devil Clan has a purpose...)

"Keido"

My voice hung to block my thoughts. It belongs to Ryudo

"I hear your partner is back. We're leaving as soon as we're ready."

"Okay."

Whatever it is, it doesn't change what we do now. Keido convinced himself to go to the practice area.