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

"Sky, I asked you to join me."

Copy that, sir.

To the words of Keido, the sky answers briefly.

'Junctionalism' is inherently part of 'spatial magic'; conversely, 'spatial magic' is the superior compatibility of 'Junctionalism'. What can be done with "Junction" can also be done with "Space Magic".

There are two connections that the sky stretched at the same time as the word. One weighs heavily on cover-ups only, such as "speech shut-off," "hallucination," "air shut-off," and the other is a broad spectrum of enemy junctions. Both defenses are at a better level on paper.

(Save no more magic in the sky than an Irregular occurs...)

To prepare for the worst, the magic must remain just to transfer to the territory of the former Kingdom of Rising Sun. There is little magic in the sky today, minus that. There is no magic to break into dense defenses.

"Matsui?

"... what?

"Can" Body Affinity "wind holes with fists in the torso of the Demons?

"Of course."

"Okay. So would you dig a hole so flashy that you don't know the part I poked at with Rapier, that scar? All the bodies of the demons here."

"Got it..."

Matsui, with a somewhat questionable face, immediately accepts and follows Keito's instructions.

"What about the sky, the enemy?

"There has been no noticeable reaction. Little animals, little demons, and then insects."

"Use the junction of" Pest Control "and" Pest Control "to kill."

"... Isn't that a little excessive?

"There's a need. If you have a lot of demons, tell me where they are. I'll kill you."

"No, there are very few demons. can be handled within the margin of error"

"Okay."

(Bye, chaps and fake work)

"Golden City Keido"

Where Keido also tried to move to work, Matsui, who was drilling a hole in the Demon's torso, sounding Zuganzgan and a sound that was not approximately emanating from his fist, called to him.

"What?"

"A point of agreement was made in your statement earlier. Is this the Emperor's thought?"

"What, you just weren't stupid"

"With your protection and the protection of the girl named Sky there, you can assassinate as many as you want. Even after the dissolution of the Brave Army, we can deter countries as a patriarchal nation. That's why the heads of state smell danger and hide it from the public."

"No, wait, wait, wait."

Keido, who seemed impressed at first, held back his forehead as Matsui's story progressed.

"Foreword withdrawn. I knew it was a brain muscle..."

"What?"

"I'm not saying the emperor doesn't have that idea. Just talk about it and 'a little excessive'. You don't even have to kill insects.

"Hmm."

"(Hmm...) The Emperor's main idea is to make me a trump card against the Demon King. Do it simple."

Matsui is right about what he said, but more than that, Emperor McCard is wary of the Demon King. With the help of Keido, it is possible to kill the Demon King just because Keido stood before the Demon King.

"I don't think the Demons will be collecting information, but I'm still worried about you. When I asked, I thought it was too much, but now you're right."

"What do you mean?

"You saw the demons earlier. In common sense in this world, the Demon Nation is regarded as a less intelligent species arrogant and unscrupulous in their abilities. But there are demons out there who can plot. Then I can see the point in this simultaneous multiple raid."

(This confirmation should have been me before we left. I was still trapped in common sense in this world, too.)

Keido mocks himself. Except for "Count of 10," which said it was forbidden to even give information to others instead of use, it was definitely because of a moment of stray, headache that made the use inevitable. Confusion between the common sense of this world that the Devil Nation does not devise a ploy and its own common sense that the Devil Nation uses brutal and cowardly modus operandi. Keido thought that resentment of the devil tribe there was the result of the intervention.

"Demons are better up there when it comes to magic technology. Sometimes it may be possible to read and infer the memories of the surrounding demons and small animals as the cause of the ambush being crushed in advance."

"... I think it's too much to think about."

"Once an anomaly occurs, just deal with the anomaly. Just in case. Well, you're done."

Matsui was already after drilling holes in the bodies of all demons, whose bodies had also been randomly moved by Keito. At first glance, it looked like Matsui had exterminated the demon clan with its protection.

The sky unbinds the concealment. Keido looked around and then said to the other two.

"You can't use any more empty transfer magic. Plus, I can't use protection for less than three hours. Wait away from here until the magic of the sky is restored to some extent, or go wild. Rescue for the Republic of Grants, now give up. I don't have much information, but as far as the rank of protection is concerned, it shouldn't be bad as a force of war."

"Yes."

"I don't mind, but then when the territory of the former Rising Sun kingdom is attacked, won't you welcome me to the rescue?

"Don't worry about that. As soon as the territory of the former Rising Sun Kingdom is attacked, this disposable one-sided communication magic device becomes activated."

Using multiple one-sided communication magic tools seems to make them work the same as intercommunication magic tools in a limited way, but the truth is that these two magic tools are fundamentally different in principle. While the intercommunication magic tool uses space magic to enable calls by transferring signals, so to speak, the one-sided communication magic tool utilizes the rare ore nature of twin stones. The twin stones are basically produced in sets by two ores and have a unique internal structure. When one stone is destroyed, a wavelength magic wave corresponding to its internal structure is emitted and the other stone resonates with that magic wave and destroys itself. In fact, similar phenomena can be seen in ore containing other magic powers, but the twin stones have an unusually high frequency, which reaches them even at long distances. However, multiple simultaneous use of one-sided communication magic tools can disturb wavelengths, cause incorrect resonance, or cause another stone to resonate incorrectly.

So basically, a one-sided communication device can only send one signal in one way.

"Only when the Rising Sun kingdom is attacked, can we inevitably only transfer, right?

"Seya. Any other questions?

"Right..."

Matsui thinks as he follows Keito as he enters the forest.

For a while, only the sound of the three of them stepping on the leaves echoed around.

(Instant judgment. A gallbladder that won't upset you if you get your arm cut off. Overwhelming performance of protection......)

So long as it is known that the McCard Empire will crush him. Matsui had to admire it. No, at the earlier moment, it was Matsui who was upset and unable to move. Keeping a great eye on others, his remorse for what turned out to be an impudent result and his pure respect for Keido become his inner mix. At this moment, Matsui sincerely admitted to entering under Keito's direction.

But Matsui had one thing to worry about.

"Keido. How did you get all that nerve?

How dare you?

"Even if my arms were cut off, I would have activated the protection without any upset. Also, even though he was a Demon, he didn't hesitate to kill his human-type enemies... he wasn't on the battlefield like me, and he couldn't be in a few months after he moved to this world. No, I can't act so calmly either."

To Matsui's honest words, Keido smiled.

"What. Will you appreciate it? As far as I'm concerned, I meant to make a deadly gap."

"That's why. And most importantly, those eyes directed at the Demon Clan, the intention to kill...... aren't you the first time you've encountered the Demon Clan?

"Ah......"

Keido nods vaguely. Unlike when I laughed earlier, my eyes on Matsui showed a thin disappointment.

"Hey, do you remember what happened on November 24, 2016?

"Keido!?

To the words of Keido, the sky raised a voice of surprise. But by contrast, Matsui is a puzzled face.

Looking back, it doesn't make me think of a particularly big case. Even if something happened, that was two years ago for him. Unless it was somewhat impressive, it was only natural that it was not remembered.

"No, I'm sorry, but I barely remember you."

"Do it. Excuse me. Forget the question now."

Now he showed no particular dismay, and Keido waved lightly. And keep going, start walking in the woods like nothing happened. Matsui was still puzzled, but silently follows him on his back. The sky stared at Keido, saying something, but silently followed them.

Golden Castle Keido and Nishijo-ku. He is a resident of the β world of the former abandoned world Avandand World and a pathetic victim of leisure crushing by the God of Play Madness.

Golden Castle Keido's thoughts on the Demon Clan have been blackened in the past. Therefore, he cannot realize until the end that the common sense alteration to the Demonic Nation that was happening to him was a thin spiritual interference on a global scale.

─ ─ The streets to the Doyle Federation ─

Come on, it's a hot spring.

It was not easy for the women to get in first. This is a poisonous purpose, the desire of the assassination maid to enter before the community-handicapped brave man and later the community-handicapped brave man himself.

So the old butler's escort was once to be done by the communally handicapped brave men, who all went to the hot springs blocked by the curtain.

They don't have enemies or defenseless escorts, but they don't have to worry about that. Even if the assassination maid is naked consistently in a hot spring, she says she can even escort the men with the enemy and everything. You're no longer an assassin.

Well, my condition in that, what a tie in the tent. Assassination Maid Says,

"You stay put until we get out. Or stay that way all night. You don't have to go into a hot spring or anything, do you?

Apparently. It binds me together with two purposes: preventing peeps and doing nothing to the communist brave. Anyway, I just don't like it to me if I have a hobby that excites me about bondage.

It's a tight tie made from mercilessly used rough rope. It's gobbly and stinky. How will you take responsibility if it becomes a trail?

I wasn't expecting you to tie me up, but things are moving forward within your assumptions. As it stands, the assassination maid's attention goes to Areya. There is a responsibility there as an escort, a somewhat jealous hostility to Areya. Therefore, under the special circumstance of this hot spring, the assassination maid feared that Aaliyah would fall out of her sight. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother dividing my time into men and women. Because that's what you have to put in every party.

And the assassination maid was supposed to respond with vigilance about me. You're just gonna tie me up and seal my actions. My presence is now her blind spot.

"Oops..."

That'll get you out of the rope.

There are many ways to pull it off with force, take the knife out of the shadow space and cut it, but this time we ruled carefully with Dark Magic and made it a means to solve it remotely. Now this rope is reusable. There are ways to cut off my body and pull it out, but I rejected it to a boulder because it seems to make a noise.

I explored the position of the two in Detection in advance. Sebastian waits in a different tent from me. The communally handicapped brave man has his turn to burn outside.

Even if it's your turn, you don't have to put the firewood in one at a time. Because this incendiary fire is also a form of magic gear. You need to put some firewood in order to save magic, but the fire lasts, size adjustment, etc are all automatic. It is a dish for adventurers.

The only thing that the community-handicapped brave man does, therefore, is to blur and watch the fire burn.

Let's get started.

Get out of the tent so that neither Sebastian nor the community-handicapped brave will notice, and softly get behind the community-handicapped brave.

"Wh-wh-wh."

He talks to the community-handicapped brave with a whisper as he taps his shoulder lightly.

Naturally this guy was overly surprised, turning towards me and opening and closing something with a puckering mouth.

I know this brave man will lose his voice if I'm surprised. Well, in case they scream, I don't have a problem with it because I use the soundproofing magic of the areya I use during the day.

"Shh. I don't know what I'd do if I found out."

"Hey... you..."

"Do you mean the rope? Actually, I play the role of a so-called bandit, and I'm good at roping and hiding things."

Of course it is a lie. Well, I'm pretty sure I'm good at it.

In the Kako world, when it comes to bandits, it literally refers to bandits as they are. So if you're a resident of this world, you feel strange at this point, but this guy who is a former Japanese would be easier to understand this way of saying it.

"So, I was originally going to go alone, but why don't you come with me anyway?

"Yes, go...? … to………"

"It's settled, isn't it? Peek, peek, peek."

"Of... here...!?

The community-handicapped brave man is a virgin. Life on the original planet is easy to predict if you look at how it usually is. In this world he keeps more than one woman in his service. But there's no sign of her hands on them.

I know I have lust. And that I'm not gay. I can tell if you keep detecting the reaction to Areya and the communally handicapped brave man at night.

How much do you accumulate in your normal life? In addition, during this journey, Areya repeatedly makes sexual appeals during the day and at meals.

In this state of affairs, but still, the community-handicapped brave man would not shake his head vertically on my proposal. I mean, if it's a shaky personality, I've already got my hands on them.

But you should get lost. To the extent that I hesitate to shake my neck immediately.

And if you're lost, you're done. I can take it with momentum.

Okay, let's go.

"Ma, ma..."

I won't wait.

I hold up a communist brave man. It's called a princess hug. And ran out without making a sound as it was.

"What do we do? You're not gonna find out, are you?

"No..."

"And if you find out, you can't blame it all on me. He said he was forced to be brought here. Then I'll be the only one pissed off."

"So... but"

"You don't have to worry about it. I can be pissed off.... I will find out when I speak from here on out, so please be quiet. From the front, the boulders will find us, so we'll go from the back."

When I said that, the communally handicapped brave man shut up with a puzzled face. Areya's magic isn't working as far as the forest part, so it's possible the assassination maid will find out if she speaks out there.

Now, as I enter the woods, I begin to accelerate gradually. No moonlight (or hidden in black wind) It's dark in the woods, so the community-handicapped brave don't find out. Less air resistance than usual for which skill works.

Keep dashing in a different direction from Hot Springs. Head to the point where you had Areya use magic beforehand.

"Hey, hey..."

After a while, a communally handicapped brave man called out as he pulled my sleeve.

"I told you to be quiet."

"So, but... not at all..."

Well, the boulders will find out, won't they?

Squares and hot springs that were wild. There's no way we're that far apart. Whatever it takes is too much time.

I was noticed and dashed hard.

By the time the brave man next spoke, he had arrived at the point.

I gently lowered the brave man to the ground there.

"Hey, what..."

"Hey, I was jealous when Areya and Sadashi were having dinner together."

I pretend to be a pungent wind and speak to the communist brave.

The brave man left the confusion intact, but looked somewhat facetious and opened his mouth.

"Oh, that's... oh, my God..."

"Hmm? What are you apologizing for? You're not the one I was jealous of. To Aaliyah, su."

"............ to?

Community-handicapped brave man, how you said this time you really don't know why.

"Is that it? I haven't noticed. Is that you? I'm gay."

Come on, the story's gone in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

The communally handicapped brave man is all confused, and he hasn't got his head on the story. It's okay. I'm not sure either.

"Even when I was holding you up earlier, let me stroke your ass"

I didn't stroke it.

Rather, even a princess hug was quite tight.

But if you put it this way, you'd mistake it for "maybe so".

I don't give brave men time to think. Momentum.

"Huh?... No... Huh?

"It's love at first sight. I've been putting up with you. But I can't stand it anymore."

That's what I say. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Wastefully handy thanks to "Tight Lv.3".

By the way, this rope is the rope that tied me up earlier. Because it's gaining strength with Dark Magic, it can't even draw the arm of this community-handicapped brave man.

"No... lying... eh? Why?"

"You still don't believe me? Then look at me."

I point my finger at my groin. I had a huge tent in my pants.

"Hih..."

The face of the community-handicapped brave turned blue at once. It almost disappeared that it could be a poor quality joke.

"I'll show you."

I tried to make a sticky voice.

I felt sick enough to pull myself off.

The face of the communally handicapped brave man is even more attractive. You're shivering pathetically.

I slowly unzip my trousers and unhook them. A sole popping out of a slice of his pants protruded in front of the brave man.

I wonder if you're okay with this sight. I wonder if they will BAN it.

Well, no. There's something leaking out of the brave man's throat that doesn't sound like a, a. The cold sweat is floating on his skin visibly enough to remove it, and his goosebumps seem to be standing. But he couldn't take his eyes off too much of it.

Okay, a word of todome.

"Look at this guy. What do you think of this guy?

A brave man who looks completely solidified and unable to speak up.

I guess I've had enough.

The Magic of Mental Interference

"Ugh..."

With little resistance, the community-handicapped brave man fell into hypnosis.

I'm jumping out of my pants. I took the sole off, turned it into a shadow space, and I get intel from the brave.

"... did you really do it"

In the tent, I heard that Areya was heartbroken.

Yeah. I really did.

Currently, the bathing of the women and men is over and we have just returned to each tent. I didn't take a bath, though.

After hypnotizing the brave man to get some information, he erased all his memories and headed back to the camp. I let the communally handicapped brave man do his turn to burn, and I tied myself up in a tent with a rope that broke the rule of Dark Magic. Now the evidence is safely destroyed. The party of brave men, including the assassination maid, returned without any discomfort.

And I was left alone. Why not?

The body that Aaliyah then solved for me, and now I am free. Let's take a bath later and get a beautiful body too.

"The only way to make mental interference easier is to make it desperate."

Even in a country on Earth that is becoming less biased against homosexuals, men remain afraid of gays. I guess that's an instinctive emotion, similar to the fear a woman has of rape.

It has been found that mere surprises increase instinctive vigilance and thus become more resistant to Ningro spiritual interference. This is the result of experiments with scattered residents in Leggin. Conversely, confusion and fear significantly reduce resistance to mental interference.

"If you do that, you can use the array."

"You mean this one?

"You don't have to let it out!

As soon as I tried to take it out of the shadow space, Aliyah refused. Don't you like it so much?

"It's just a weird form of gun."

So what I took out was a gun shaped like a pine mushroom.

Huh? Areya's right of veto? No.

It's skin tone armor and, to put it bluntly, a gun that mimics an array. That said, I'm not so precisely bound. You'll be showing it in the dark, so a silhouette is all you need. Above all, I don't want a precise reproduction.

I can put it on my pants, by the way.

"The shape is the problem!

"You wouldn't feel so bad if you saw it in a bright place. Plus, it's a water cannon, so there's liquid coming out first."

"Do you need that feature!? What is it? That restraint!

No, blah, blah. I don't need it. It would be dangerous if the live ammo came out, and I wonder because I've come up with an idea.

Apparently, by my skill, water cannons handle weapons. I wonder if it would be a weapon if I did put poison or something in it.

Oh, wouldn't that use this gun, as an assassination weapon? Do you want to try and sell it around Doyle for a bit? It's going to fatten the shadow space if it stays like this.

"By the way... it's me..."

Aliyah opens her mouth to hear a little.

"Is the model an array in Prayer Ri?

"No, I'm not. I imagined it appropriately with the" Weapon Firing "correction…. Uh, what? You want to use it?"

"I don't need it!!

It was a great rejection.

─ ─ Fort Gene, Grants Republic -

"Master Light! Severe illness."

"Okay! Bring it over here!

Anger was flying among the ambulances set up inside the fort. The number of wounded soldiers had steadily increased, even though not so much time had passed since the demonic raids took place.

"Hih... heh..."

"... eh"

Look at the severely ill soldier that has been transported, the light takes a breath. For her not experiencing a real battle, the injured was more painful, dirty and inorganic than she could have imagined.

"I'm sorry. It's okay now"

Light endured the nausea that swept up from the back of his throat, while healing was carried out using the protection of 'light magic'. The surrounding humans leak their breath of admiration at the wounds that clog them as they look at them.

On the battlefield, the magic of light had a greater effect than the human expectations of the Republic. A critically ill patient does not fall off as a force of war. This was essentially synonymous with increasing numbers of soldiers.

Republican soldiers, knights are less skilled. Evidence of this is that the wounded are already continuing in the battle at the fort, where the defensive side is supposed to be advantageous. However, the front line is maintained by the power of Justice Dada with the protection of "Swordsmanship", and the power is maintained by the action of Hikaru Aida with the protection of "Light Magic". You may say that the war situation is antagonistic.

It is also ironic that she, who specializes in recovery, is evaluated on the flying battlefield of death.

"All right, it's over. What's next?"

"No soldier has been injured enough to need protection. Later soldiers will be dealt with by us. Rest there, brave man."

"Okay (brave...)"

The light sat on the bench as recommended, smiling bitterly.

The nausea felt earlier had subsided, but the smell of blood, mud and faeces filling the ambulance facilities was unfamiliar and irritated the nostrils. The light becomes aware that somewhere the head boils. A nightmarish sense of unreality, a feeling drunk by the smell.

(I can't believe this all of a sudden...)

Since reports of possible demonic raids were made by the Brave Army, the movement of the Grants Republic has been slow. Sometimes it took a while to form an army, but most importantly, the republican people didn't believe in the news and cut it off. Demonic raid there. They were suddenly thrown out of warm water.

It was the same about light and Yuichi. The smooth switching of action is about justice.

(... Yuichi, I wonder if you're safe)

Yuichi went to the front with justice. He possessed the high physical ability of a brave man of things that did not use shelter, and he also knew how to handle demonic armor because he was serious about his training. Not to speak of a thousand horsemen, but they have enough power as one powerful soldier.

But the light could not contain anxiety. I don't even think he'll be able to play a decent role on the battlefield. I am not even a master at reading the signs, so I may suffer serious illness after eating an ambush. Whenever the wounded were brought to the ambulance, the light was heartbeating reluctantly.

As far as her heart was concerned, she still didn't want Yuichi to go to the battlefield. As much as I wanted him to be on my side as an ambulance escort. But above all, it was Yuichi himself who hoped for the front line. Then there's no stopping him in the light.

Go to the front line, I remember the light in his eyes when I said.

(It's okay, it's okay, it's okay...)

The light, which he continued to chant in his heart for a while, was to slap both cheeks with his hands so as to regain his temper.