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

In the darkness of the night, the city where the firehand rises.

Anger flies from all sides.

"Father! Soldiers! Soldiers!

"Han! We surrender to the Demons."

"Rethink, Father! Waiting at the end of that path is ruin!

Viscount Luzan sleeves her daughter's complaint. His face was illuminated by the flaming light running outside the fort.

"It's my daughter Sally. What's wrong with ruin?"

"Father!?

"The way to fight the demons, that's Shura's way. It's the way of sacrifice. It's the devil's way. If the dying suffer as a result..."

He opened the fort window. Hot air pours into the room and Sally's blue hair swells.

"I... choose a gentle ruin"

Viscount Luzan territory is never rich. Consequently, there were few areas before the Empire, and there was a scarcity of troops. Just let the soldiers die without darkness, even where they have caged.

In other words, there are too many differences between demons and humans in an individual's ability to fight. I just fought decently off the edge, and I don't have a winner. It is a foolish act. The hard-headed people don't have the idea of sticking to their own pride and going down to the Demons.

(Mostly, don't they have something they can call wisdom? Wouldn't it be more sensible to take it in once and control it from within than to fight it properly...)

"Is Omae the Osa of this Machi"

Suddenly they hear voices, and the two look back at their Lord. It was a strange voice that was hard to hear.

There were three demons and thought existed there. Each with a mask on his face.

"Masked... Demon Race"

Sally shrugged so in a fine voice. It is a demonic group that has recently caused damage everywhere. It is also unclear why he may be wearing a mask. I don't even know how many there are. They appear in every city and village, east and west, in ancient times and now, they work massacres.

"Master Demon! We surrender!

Viscount Luzan put his head on the ground and shouted so.

"Father!

"We will not go against you! Do not give soldiers, and obey orders with promises. If you ask me to be a slave, accept that. So please, could you put us under the control of the Demon King!

Without any pride or hesitation, say so, Luzan. Sally bites her own lips.

"Oh my... do something..."

"Please, please, could our lives have been saved!

"Koufuk? I'm not sure."

"Hey, what!? Gkah."

Moments later, masked, they cut off Viscount Luzan's head with a sword they had in their hands.

The rolling neck eyes were stunned open. The masked man crouches in and tells him to sound exactly like his dying neck right now.

"My mock-tech is to colonize Ningen."

I still can't surrender. Sally was convinced.

"Reconciliation does not take place, nor does surrender take place. If so."

Sally takes the knife that was placed on the shelf of the room and stands shaking.

"Then we have to fight."

"He looks like a horse, Ningen..."

Under the mask, a man nodded his tongue.

At the next moment, the room was filled with a blinding light that could not help but close its eyes. It's not just the room. The fort, the city, was filled with intense light.

Magic created by the brave, with reference to flash shells on Earth. Out of the magic used, he only increased his lightness at the expense of his attacking power, which, if used by him with the protection of 'light magic', would not remain in the 'sight of the enemy'.

"Guah!!

The illusion as if all the time in the city had stopped. The immense and intense visual information that instantaneously intruded from the retina froze the thought equally with both demons and humans. A "area heel" that does not allow hair in between and restricts the subject to humans activates throughout the city, restoring Sally's vision.

It was all over by then. The walls of the room have been destroyed and the city burned by the flames is well visible. The wind was blowing and his slightly longer dark hair was swollen.

There were fragments of the walls on the floor and new bloodstains that had not been there until earlier, and it was easy to imagine what had been done while Sally was meditating on her eyes.

"It was too late..."

The brave man, who in an instant erased the demonic tribe, had already knelt before him the neck of Viscount Luzan, without the light of life, and had offered prayers of the Light Divinity.

When the sun set, things finally converged. The demon clan that was attacking the city was exterminated by a brave party. The fire on the houses is magically extinguished, the bodies have been recovered, and the city is engulfed in deep silence.

A great flame rose in the square. It was the bodies of the victims in this raid that were piled up at the source of the fire. Elizabethan, one of the brave parties, was controlling its flames with the magic of the wind.

In phototheism, magic is assumed to be a power given by man over God. Therefore, the body is cleansed with water magic in its entirety, the wound is filled with light magic, ashed with fire magic and wind magic, and the bone is filled with earth magic becomes official. This cremation is an abbreviation used in wartime, and multiple bodies are sent to the goddess in a similar procedure.

The brave man stared from afar at the flames rising greatly beyond the length of the houses. Around the flames, the surviving families cry and pray.

With the stars instantly beneath the night sky, the coal-fired private houses are lit orange by the flaming lights, slowly shaking the shadows. A man's flesh explodes in a patch and a flame. The pile of dead bodies piled high above us gradually collapses over time. The brave man just kept burning the sight to the retina.

The wind was blowing, but the flames would not shake heavily. It was also evidence that Elizabethan's controls were working well.

(You're so used to it, so is she...)

Cremation should not have been her specialty. But after several experiences, I can see that I'm used to it.

An unspeakable odor arrives with the wind, putting on the nostrils of the brave. The animal-specific odor and a little sticky it was a feeling the brave man had never smelled on Earth. But at the same time, it is a smell that I have become accustomed to in this world. He even knew that the smell would change again after a while.

"Master Brave."

Turning to the voice called from behind, there was one girl there. The valiant remembered that he was the man on his side when Viscount Luzan died.

"Are you..."

"I am Sally Luzan, daughter of the late El Luzan"

With her name, she pinches the hem of a white dress with a lovely design that she has surrendered to mourning to reveal a deep curtesy. I could see that there was upbringing from the trick.

The brave man also bows his head deeply and answers.

"Right... sorry. My late arrival has left your father dead."

"Please don't, brave man. It's never your fault. My father... the death of Viscount Luzan is the result of his choice."

"No, I don't..."

"No, brave man. Just because I'm your daughter, don't worry about it. Before El Luzan was my father, he was a Viscount. It is the lord who governs this territory. He's the head of this city."

Sally stretches her spine and turns her gaze to the flames in the square.

"He tried to kill more people for stupid choices and put more people's lives at risk. That's what makes El Luzan dead or dead the same. All responsibility rests with my father, and with me, my daughter."

…………

"So brave man. You're the one who's going to take the road ahead. Someone who has to walk. Please don't worry, don't move on. Remember, you saved so many people in this city."

There was certainly a flame in her eyes. Sally has a look that won't even reach adults in this world. But I don't even try to close my eyelids in front of this sight.

"You're strong."

"You have to be strong. Until you grow up, it will take the form of a Regent, but sooner or later you will rule this city, this realm. We must carve the sins of this day into ourselves."

"Well... you're still strong"

Sally sits on the spot without removing her gaze from the flames. The brave man also followed and sat on the ground.

"... you have a strong wind"

"Dear brave man. The brave man's body is important. Take a rest at the inn before you cool down."

"You tell me you're not dressed. Shouldn't we tell a woman this from a man?"

"I must see to the end. It's redemption for a people who have already passed away, and it's responsibility."

"I'm something similar. I'll see to the end. Ever, ever."

Last but not least the words of the brave, silence persisted between them for a while.

They were even looking at the flames. As windy as ever, the cold air at night relentlessly takes away the temperature. Seeing Sally's body begin to tremble, the brave man let her weave his own jacket.

"Sally, don't blame your father too much, will you?"

"... why not"

"I guess he was him and moved to save people. I guess he acted at the expense of his own humanity to save many. Maybe the difference between me and him is just simply the difference in choice. Or maybe it's the same."

…………

"I actually traveled and found out. I'm sure what I'm doing is like even straw for mankind. To be clear, defeating the Demon King and saving all mankind is nearly impossible. I can honestly understand how you feel about not believing that. So..."

"Dear brave man. Ok. I don't blame your father anymore. 'Cause I understand."

Sally looks like she's about to cry and looks up at the brave.

"No more, don't say"

Only then did the brave man see her as the girl of her age.

"... I'm sorry. Your strength made me sweet."

Sally glanced back at the flames and answered nothing. But the shoulder was still trembling.

Cremation was also over, and the people in the square had moved on to cleaning up and burying. At some point Sally kept her head on the brave man's shoulder and fell asleep. Truth is, I wanted to follow you to the graveyard, but I can't even leave my lord's daughter asleep.

The brave man held her back. You can leave it with the guards, but after the noise. They could be terribly busy. If you go to the lord's mansion, you will have a servant. If I kept Sally with them, I could say I was reassured.

If he actually visited the mansion, the servant looked in a lot of haste. Sally seems to have been an adult talker for a long time. I was letting him rest in the room, and he said he left the house in silence to his servant. The brave man sighed with his head as he deposited Sally with a samurai who spoke so in tears.

I'm long overdue, but as a brave man, I want to burn all the condolences of the dead in battle to my eyes. So I was thinking about getting to the graveyard, and on the street he was stopped.

"Brave man, may I have a moment?"

"... Doug Moon. What's the matter with you?"

It was Dagmoon, the "wise man" who entered the new brave party who spoke up. Slightly large and sturdy with gray hair stroked back. But he is also a master at plotting and handling magic moves in his appearance and back.

"No, it looks like one of the covert units has been wounded and I'd like you to recover."

"I see. What's the waiting area for this one?

"Forest. Follow me."

Doug Moon's expression was not bright. The brave man says nothing in particular and follows him with the consent of the chief.

Two people go outside the stone walls surrounding the city and walk silently through the dark woods. It was terribly quiet in the woods and the air was refreshing. So much so that the city was filled with the smell of everything burning. The trees without light become black shadows, covering the two figures from the sky. The brave man and Doug Moon carefully stepped by step, scratching the dead leaves and branches with their feet.

Doug Moon started talking in a voice so small that he disappeared into the woods.

"Brave"

"What?"

"Is the earlier child the daughter of a former lord?"

"Oh."

"... you seemed like a lot of fun talking"

"Really? Or were you listening?"

"Yep. I felt a little sick after hearing it, so I left right away..."

"So was it too late to speak up? I'm sorry."

"No. The covert troops are fine because they don't seem as seriously injured as they need to be suddenly. But without the magical recovery of the brave, it will interfere after tomorrow."

"I know."

After the fort was no longer visible far away, the brave man floated a light to such an extent that he could illuminate his feet with 'light magic'.

"... I think you are amazing. I can't possibly talk to her like that in my current situation. You're really strong."

"Could it be ironic?

"Is it ironic or is it weak? Me and you both carry the same blame. I'm not in the same position as I could have been sarcastic or anything. Or maybe it's better for something as dark as being able to go through with a strange face as you."

Doug Moon smiled with a slightly naughty face, mocking himself.

"I'm not the right person for that."

"I'm sure you're a good man."

"If I were a good man, I wouldn't be doing this. Me and you..."

Then they started walking silently again.

After a while, Doug Moon touched the wooden skin of a certain tree. The epidermis of the tree was carved with scratches, like a string. Having made sure to stroke the wound for a while, Doug Moon turns right from the direction he's been going and starts going again.

And when there was another scratchy tree, Doug Moon ascertained the wound, and now walked upright without bending. After about two more repetitions of that, the two finally arrived at the waiting place for the covert unit.

"What about the injured?

"This way."

Doug Moon's alleged injured man was hanging his hand, sitting on the ground with a tree on his back. There is red and black blood seeping through the clothes. The brave man kneels down, rolls up the man's sleeve and exposes the affected area.

"Like what?"

"Yushasama...... no mow wack"

"No. This is the one who's making it impossible. Well done."

"Aligato Goza is here..."

"You should take off your mask and weird voice demon gear when I'm gone. Breathing is the foundation of life. You should breathe tightly when you need recovery.... but it's hard not to take it off in front of me."

"I don't have a mow wax. But Kotto shitting the watashitachi shoutai won't do you any good. Please, Goyosha."

"Ah."

The man in the mask, the man who killed the lord, began to explain the situation when he was injured.

"The timing of Senkoudan was not right, and I took a scowling sissey when I ochiru from Anna the Kabe of Heya"

"Right. I guess I was a little too hasty, too. We'll tweak it so it fits well when we do our next operation."

"I'm in Aligato Goza...... so I'm shuckering because Ude's Hone was o.o when Jimen had it, and Hiff kicked it too. But Yushasama, it's the juyoo that can't shi the walewale showtai and saxony more than the nani. If that tame, warewalle mi, etc."

"But you're just people. You won't recover like me, the brave ones, or the demons."

When the brave man removes the bandage for hemostasis, he heals the man masked with healing magic by 'light magic'. So much so that bone fragments were visible from the torn skin, but the strangely curved arms straightened, the muscle fibers connected and the skin covering the affected area. Recovered to a healthy state within sight.

"This will do."

Aligato, there's Goza.

"Corner. Raise your hands if anyone else is injured. I'll cure you of the abrasion."

"Is it Dijoub? The... Xanzon Marioku's Hou..."

"Magic is fine. The Demon Crusade itself was mostly done by my people."

Then the brave man completed the healing of about three wounds. Meanwhile, Sage Doug Moon kept watching his work in silence.

"Well, good to see you for your next operation."

"Ha."

Leaving Hidden Troops and their namesake, the brave and Doug Moon return to the way they came again.

Around changing directions about twice, Doug Moon snapped at Boso.

"Brave man, I'm talking about you and the lord's daughter."

"Oh. What's up?"

"As a matter of fact, once I couldn't stand it and left the scene, I went back to the neighborhood where I couldn't hear a word."

"Around deafening,"

The brave man looks down and remembers his conversation with Sally.

"'Don't blame your father too much'... Was it"

…………

"Maybe it wasn't about the lord, it was about you? Brave man."

The brave man stopped silently. The magical light sphere of the brave man who was lighting blinks and the shadows shake. Doug Moon kept talking from his back.

"You're the one who abandoned so many people, killed so many, and still chose to defeat the Demon King. You're the one who chose. No way, you wouldn't say it rocked over this period, would you? You never say it's broken, do you?

"No shaking"

"When I first met you, I said that you would bear all your sins. Instead, you got us all involved."

Doug Moon's voice was small, low, and faint.

"I've never forgotten that for a moment."

It was not until shortly after Medilina's death that the brave and the wise met.

The brave man asked the emperor who was the most intelligent man in this country. In defeating the Demon King, he felt that he could never reach by simply killing the demon clan that attacked him. Things need to be quick. I would never have crossed it if I could crusade the Demon King on my own before dealing with the other demons. To do this, above all, a ploy was needed.

The brave thought he'd be introduced to a military master or something, but the emperor introduced him to a certain hall. They say there's a wise man there with a gift. The wise man has not been publicly informed of his existence. In the mountains, he said, he lives alone in the Empire's owned hall. The emperor only sends his use to the hall if he asks for advice as a nation or army.

The brave man visited the hall by himself. The wise man was in the study.

It was a dark room. The walls of the room are filled with book shelves, and books are piled flat like mountains on a large desk. In the corner of the shaky, air-studded room, one boy crouched with his knees shaking.

"... you're the sage Doug Moon"

"Oh, are you...?

"I am a brave man summoned by the McCard Empire"

"Brave man."

The grey-haired boy trembles so much that he turns his back on the brave and starts to twitch small with bumps.

"Um, that jizzy bastard... you told me to hide from the brave man, didn't you mean the brave man came here, that he leaked information? I've sporadically said I can't do a demon king crusade or something from the edge, but it's not a game, like seeing a baby my daughter learned to grab hold of. Play! What do you say to me in general... why do you have to make a reason for me to be attacked by demons... what did I do when I just enjoy caging in here and doing my thoughts? I've advised you before, so keep hiding it as a reward, you bald emperor..."

In the eyes of the brave, all I could see was a child wasting time. You can't even look like an old man who's good at intelligence, like he's roughly called a wise man.

"Sorry."

"Hih!"

To the voice of the brave, Doug Moon trembles his body with a victory.

"Oh, no, it's not. I'm not trying to scare you. I just want to hear one thing. What do you mean," I can't crusade the Demon King "?"

Doug Moon stares at his face in response to the brave man's enquiry.

"That's what I mean as it is. Even if I summon you, I can crusade the Demon King."

"No, well, that's why I'm asking why I came to that conclusion..."

When the brave man said so, the boy opened his mouth as if he were frightened.

"Do you think you, the brave man, can crusade the Demon King alone? It's impossible without the power of many other people."

"But... most of the brave men in history have defeated a few elite and demonic kings. Until it's impossible."

"It's impossible. Above all, history proves it. Bookshelf on the right, book 24 from the right on the fifth step from top"

"Huh."

"It's a history book. Particularly with attention to the battle between the brave and the demon king, it is highly trustworthy because it objectively coincides with all the definitive facts that have been passed down to this day. … well, that's my personal feeling too"

The brave man searched out the book as he was told and pulled it out. It is a relatively new and scratch-free leather fitting.

"You can read it."

"... even if they tell you to read"

"That's how soon you'll read it."

"Wait. You can't do that to a normal person."

"You would be a brave man, not a normal human being. Why are you so intelligent?"

"Probably to handle magic..."

Doug Moon, who sighed loudly, started walking around the brave man as he stood up and walked along all sides of the room.

"Brave man. What do you think is the ultimate threat of the Demon Clan?

"It is, of course, the presence of the Demon King. The presence of the Demon King strengthens the Demon Nation, unites it and carries out a consistent movement to destroy humans. Conversely, as long as the Demon King is defeated, the situation will calm down."

"It certainly is. Demon King is the culprit and crusader. But brave. The Demon King is only a cause and a weakness. Not a threat."

"Then what... the demons around you"

"Exactly. Each and every one of the demons possesses physical abilities that go far beyond human beings. It's a dimension of whether a soldier can beat a common demon clan without combat training, even if he uses demon guides."

"But Doug Moon. I am a brave man. I've hardly ever struggled with a demonic opponent before."

"That's because I've only dealt with a handful of demons. All right, brave man. The Demon King hasn't started a full-scale march yet. A wooden demon tribe on the border who does not quite understand the will of the Demon King is only bravely stepping into human territory. Even at that stage, you're visiting me for advice. You better recognize that."

"You shouldn't have to deal with all the demons. Because once the Demon King is defeated, the Demon Nation is no longer a threat."

"You're absolutely right. That is why, in history, mankind has been able to reap victory over the Demons more than once. This is because mankind possesses the elite power of bravery. But your thoughts are too forceful. Even though brave men are strong, they don't have the overwhelming power of a martial arts god. There are tens of thousands of demons in the Devil's Land. Numbers remain a force. There are limits to what you can do individually."

"Then how have brave men in history ever won?"

To the inquiry of the brave man, the wise man stopped and turned to him.

"That's what's in the book earlier. Essentially, they drag most of the Demon Nation out into the human realm and slam their warrior power into the emptied Demon King's Castle."

"... I see, but how do we drag it out?

"Use the nature of the Demon Nation. Their hardest simplicity. In the next few moments, the Demons will start putting in a small number of troops and trying to control them with the lowest possible power. Because you're licking human beings. The brave men will continue to play and beat it. That way, the Demon King will have blood on his head, and he will begin his assault in all armies."

"Is it something that goes so easily...?

"That's what demons are called. But brave."

Doug Moon stands one finger.

"One problem arises here. It's one, but a very serious problem."

"I was concerned, too. How will I deal with the demons who have attacked human territory in all armies while the brave men head to crusade the Demon King?"

"Yes. That's why your Demon King crusade is impossible to say no to. No, if you just do the Demon King crusade, it will come true. But in that case, man will perish at the same time."

Making a noise with Tsukatsuka, Dagmoon stuffed himself with brave men.

"In history, we have united the demonic tribes that have attacked us in all armies on the human side as well as in all armies. It hits defense. Late combat rather than defense...... you might as well say buy some time. Until the brave crusade against the demon king."

"Humanity... united"

"If there is an external enemy called the Demon King, and there is even more light of hope: the brave, it is already an easy thing to unite. It's not what it is."

But in view of the current situation, people are far from united.

"Now, the faction of the brave is in the minority. Before you do anything about the Demons, what you have to do is put your hands on people's situations. But can you do that? Can you just be alone and swap opinions? In a short period of time, too. That's why I said it. It's impossible to crusade the Demon King."

Silence fell on the study. As a brave man, I'm not going to admit Doug Moon's words. But the words of the wise were too convincing to spit.

The air glues. After a while the wise man sighed and tried to get out of the room. That back, the brave call.

"Wait, Doug Moon"

"What is it? My story is over."

"I'm not done yet. I don't want to end it."

"It's not what I found out"

Without looking back, Doug Moon put his hand on the exit door knob. But the next moment, his movements stop.

"Did you turn the story into an emperor?

The brave man slowly starts walking towards him about to leave the room now.

"No. I should have. The Emperor would have asked you for advice once."

"... what if I told you I did?

"Then you must know that the emperor is impossible, too. But the emperor taught me this place. To make you see me."

The distance between the brave and the Dagmoon is no longer within a few steps.

"Don't you have one? Hope."

Signs on my back showed that the brave man was right behind Doug Moon.

"But the emperor gave up his hope to execute it himself. And you entrusted that hope to me. of my late daughter, with the thoughts of Medilina. Didn't I?"

─ ─ Crusade the Demon King... you got it...

That word of Emperor McCard was not a strawy desire. It was rather a close favor to coercion. If a wise man pushed his heartbeat that it was impossible, he wouldn't do that. Then it is not impossible, but possible. The brave man was so sure.

Doug Moon looked back in a hard motion. Raise your fearful gaze and the brave man was looking down at him with intimidating eyes, unlike he had ever done with integrity.

He laughs unexpectedly.

"Ha... hope? It's not such a glorious thing."

"You do."

"If I say I do...?

The brave man grabbed his shoulders disappointingly.

"Tell me. I'll run it."

"I can't."

"Why"

"That path is the path of the devil. Far from brave, far from heroic. It's a path without shards of justice."

Doug Moon looked into the eyes of the brave man. His eyes are completely unwavering.

"Whatever I did, I swore I would defeat the Demon King."

"... even if they curse me of evil from future generations?

"I don't mind."

"... no matter how many or thousands of people you put to death?

"I don't mind."

"Do you want me to kill people... or dozens of people, with that hand?

"I don't mind."

"Even if we involve a bunch of people and let them carry the same blame?

"I don't mind."

Only then was Doug Moon, the grey-haired boy sitting on the ground with a broken knee, in the form of a brave man hitting on it.

"I'll do anything. Let any sin, punishment, cause, blame, resentment bear everything. So tell me, sage Doug Moon. The devil's path."

The brave man peered into his eyes.

Doug Moon trembles, waves off his brave hands as he refuses, squatting.

"I don't like it! You can't stand me! At the time of teaching, I'm the same sinner. I can't live with that on my back... If I could, I wouldn't be living here hiding!

"Then I'll carry everything for you!

"I can't! That's what happened to the brave..."

"I can! I swore I'd do anything."

The brave man grabbed the boy's gray-haired head and slapped him to the ground. That shock makes Doug Moon lose a moment of strength in his body.

By the time he opened his eyes, Doug Moon had been completely horseback ridden by the brave.

"I'll do anything. No killing, no torture. I can prove it to you now."

"Hey..."

"I'm going to torture you. Watch closely."

The brave man turns to his left arm and activates some kind of magic. At the next moment, the blood vessels of the brave boiled, swelled, tore through his skin and overflowed with blood.

"Hih!"

"Gu... this is called a microwave. This brought the blood to a boil. Can you imagine this pain? This feeling of swelling of blood, burning of nerves, compression of bones, consolidation of muscles with heat and tearing of skin cells…"

Brave men activate magic again. Now the skin heals and the arm recovers to its original condition.

"Phew... I'm mild for the pain, so healing magic makes it easy. So don't worry. All I give is pain to the point of being precisely insane. I mean, it's perfect for torture."

"Stop, ya..."

"Well, that's all the demonstrations I'm going to take from me. Which arm do you have? [M] I don't care about your legs. My neck will heal soon and I'll be fine."

"Please don't! Stop, stop..."

The brave man is silent and grabs Dagmoon's thin right hand.

"Please don't! Ugh!

"Tell me what to do before I drop my petition. Spin your words before you mourn."

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you, let me go! If I don't calm down, I won't be able to talk properly!

The brave man stood. Doug Moon wakes himself up, out of breath.

"That word, it's nothing different."

"Yes, I don't... it's your win. It's a victory for violence. Yeah, congratulations, hero."

"Don't worry. Now you are threatened by me to teach me how to do it. [M] It's not your fault. It's not sin. You're a victim of violence."

Dagmoon sighed after seeing the brave man with a pocan look.

"Such reasoning, you don't get it. I will bear my sins with you. Anyway, I'm weak, so I'm afraid of death and pain. From now on, he is a weak man who did not think about how much he might suffer, but was in immediate salvation. So that's enough."

The wise man reached out to the brave.

"I will be your... guide to the devil's path"

The brave man took the hand of the wise man and caused it.

"So at least don't drop it on the side of the road"

"There will be demonic raids all over the next few times. You shouldn't come in to help right then. Wait until the damage has spread somewhat."

"On this map, in the city marked, is the city where the main aristocrats of the 'anti-valiant' are. They are disputed by demonic raids and killed by secret forces disguised as demons. Killed by the raid… to make that fact convincing, people in the city will be sacrificed to some extent. haha...... do you want to stop now? Personally, I'd like you to stop now."

"There are also sesame aristocrats of the 'anti-valiant' who are pulling cages in the hinterland where, of course, they cannot be attacked or otherwise. They should be assassinated by the brave themselves. The protection called 'light magic' should be suitable for assassination. We will also have the emperor do some cover-up work, but it needs to be carried out discreetly, both in the field and as a situation. Once we find out, we'll be in a predicament. Really, please..."

"Save the city that was somewhat damaged, so that the brave can understand. Even when it comes to 'anti-valiant', they are just wind chickens who can't have any anxiety by the Demon King. If you show hope in plain sight, they will surely swoon. Because they're just as vulnerable as I am."

"Though there are many wind turkeys, 'anti-valiant' is a majority. If we were to kill them all, it would mean a reduction in the military power of the people. Let's make it up to you in numbers. The 'gun' in your former world is very convenient. Especially women and children who can be soldiers. Well, you're going to die extra for low quality...... would you like to stop? Oh, right. You can't stop now. Yeah."

"Sounds like units would be better aligned with your world's rationality, too. At a moment when the 'brave' has surpassed the majority, we begin a radical transformation of armaments from the McCard Emperor. Now proceed in secrecy."

"The Demons should be thoroughly tortured. I want to know as accurately as possible what they're up to. The torture of the 'anti-valiant' is, well, done. If you want to do any more, be my guest, brave man."

"I'll follow you, too. I can't grasp the status quo when I'm stuck here. Because we have to know and act on how we should move in line with the demonic raids. Most importantly, I'm weaker than you, but I can fight for once, too. If they find out, it's easier to escape than to be here."

"I'm going to change my appearance. Make it look like an adult with a magic trick. It wouldn't be nice for a boy like me to be a wise man. It's also insurance when you find out."

"It's not like an illusion... Isn't it a magic tool for changing your appearance? It's a magic tool that I've been developing for ten years. It's something to do with my blood muscles... well, I guess I didn't explain it."

"Yeah, I haven't forgotten. What you've done, what I've done."

Doug Moon rubs his head against the brave man's back.

Has the magic power in the magic stone of the magic mover been cut off, or has Doug Moon misoperated? The truth of it is uncertain, but Doug Moon's appearance had gone from sturdy to boy, back to his original appearance.

"We and the covert troops are already broken. But you won't break it, you won't let us down, so we can still be decent."

Doug Moon's body was shaking badly.

"But if you break it, we can't be sane anymore. So please. Just you, don't break it. Don't shake it."

His voice was still thin and faint. He was like a child scolded by his parents. The brave say it without turning around.

"Don't worry. I'll tell you as many times as I can. I am not swayed. I use any hand to crusade the Demon King. And be a hero."

"Really, please..."

Behind the bushes the bugs were rubbing their feathers and ringing. Cold, thin tones stain the ground covered with dead leaves.

The wind blows, and the black trees shake the leaves and squirm. A white star glistened brightly in the night sky's sphere.

'When the brave men saved the city, the nobles knelt down and thanked them. "Oh brave man. You are our hope. We were thinking stupid things. I will no longer obey the Devil Nation"' (excerpt from "Herald of the Brave" held by Lean Cathedral, Holy Land of Lean)

"A masked demon clan is the nickname of a demon group that attacked every city and killed leading nobles in the early days of the Great War. It is also said to be the worst demonic tribe to have killed the most people, but its authenticity is uncertain '(excerpt in part from McCard Empire's possession of" An Overview of the History of Empires ")