It’s Sudden, but I Came to Another World! But I Hope to Live Safely

It's a good annoyance as Tayz to be placed more and more statues of the devil on the roundabout of the road, but maybe I can't help but say that to the Demon King.

In the meantime, I read the stone tablet and it was inscribed 'Layer the parchment'.

When it comes to the parchment in question, it would be this parchment that says the first issue Duvreoli gave it to him.

The parchment was layered on a stone tablet with a statue as instructed, and after a while the letters seeped and disappeared.

Then a new problem emerges.

When the parchment was recovered, the statue of the devil blended into the ground without sound and disappeared.

Once you give the mystery, it will be used and disappear, I'm glad this object hasn't been extended.

In the meantime, check for new problems.

The demons of the North said, "Go down the south road."

The eastern devil said, "You should go this way."

The demons of the south said, "Go west."

The demon in the west said, "We shouldn't go down the north road."

You didn't get lost, because no matter which demon you believe in, the result is the same.

"This way next?"

"Why don't you give me another quick answer or worry a little bit?"

"Now even if they say it's troubling, did you understand the problem just now?

"I thought about it on the assumption that the path I chose was the right one, but it didn't come with a pin."

"It's more like a puzzle that follows procedure than a mystery."

Because of this, let's also try to explain it to Ekdoik, recalling the earlier issue.

The devil hates silence and hates equilibrium even more.

The devil has a jewel worth ten gold coins.

But the life of the devil is only worth one gold coin.

Apples to the west of the balance measuring value and swords to the east.

Apples are worth one gold coin, and swords are worth ten gold coins.

The Devil, who gives everything and dies, entrusted the path to be taken to the tilt of the balance.

The first column shows the standard of conduct of the devil, the second to third columns indicate the elements with the devil, the fourth column indicates the status quo, the fifth column is a supplement to the status quo, and the last is how I said the result.

A scale that measures value means a scale that tilts against the value of an object.

For the value of apples and swords, there is one gold coin on the west at first and ten gold coins on the east.

The devil is dying with all his devotion, which means he can determine that he put the gem and his own life on the balance.

The devil hates silence, which means he put things on so that the balance moves.

To move it in this state, place the jewels in the west, this way in the west the value of eleven gold coins will be riding and the balance will lean to the west.

The next direction to put your life on, but if you just hate the silence, if you put your life east, the balance moves again.

But I hate the fact that the balance lines up side-by-side from a sentence that says I hate equilibrium even more.

So the devil put his life to the west without putting it to the east, giving priority to silence over equilibrium.

Therefore the balance will remain tilted to the west, and it will be to the west that it should be headed.

"It feels like I said"

"I felt like I was going to process it step by step as I complied with the terms, I see. I got a point."

Going in the direction of purpose, he discovered the statue of the devil again.

But if I make this mistake, I'm going to say I don't see a statue, but if I think about it that way, even a single mistake is going to be quite a time loss.

Perhaps you should reflect on where you are not at all confident.

"By the way, how did you solve the second question? From what I saw, it seemed like a question of which demons to believe."

"No, that's a matter of guessing from the results. I didn't get lost, because every demon I believed in had the same result, and the sentence is like the answer."

To say that results are the same no matter which demon you believe in means hassle.

I mean, all the demons are lying, saying that the road to go is narrowed to one.

I lay parchment on the stone tablet again and read new problems.

"This is a logic puzzle, too, I mean this way"

"That's a crisp way to go, brothers."

"Even Marito and Mix can solve this much. It might be a little difficult if it's Ilyas or Lachra."

Problem issue trends apparently require no prior knowledge of logic puzzles, logic puzzles.

The important thing is to read the steps that lead to one answer correctly.

There appear to be multiple responses that guide the responses according to the criteria, but they are narrowed down by the sentence in question.

Sometimes even information that says' I know the answer 'is the key to solving a puzzle.

Let's say, for example, there is a problem in deriving answers from multiple human beings with honest people and liars.

Suppose you can't tell if the given material alone is either an honest person or a liar.

However, if A is an honest person and there is a possibility that more than one answer may be broken up, A is stuffed without an honest person knowing the correct answer.

This means that events where A is an honest person are excluded at the point where the answer is known.

It should be remembered that the key point of the logic puzzle is that all the sentences written in question are hints.

"And it's about time you started becoming a complex problem assuming multiple routes. You were right to bring another parchment just in case."

Read new issues and write multiple possibilities on parchment for easy processing.

And get rid of mistakes and guide the answers.

"All right, this way."

"Pretty quick, should I say I'm used to it"

"Oh, these logic puzzles were more leisurely entertainment over there than smart."

"I see."

It's going well, but it's a battle I don't know how many questions I'll have later.

Let's try to be as hasty as possible.

I've solved one problem after another and solved it to the seventh question, and I've been busy getting routes to travel from the boulevard into the alley as well.

The size of the statue is noticeable, and while I am confident in the success or failure of the problem, I can handle it, but I am not relieved when I think there is a mistake.

Time has passed considerably since we started, and the puffy average person is starting to show up at times, albeit in the morning.

When I discovered the statue, I witnessed it and had wild horses.

Probably some means of saying we'll look from the worst heights.

"The next road is this way... but if there's a statue in the back alley or if there's a statue because after a while the square will be out of sight"

Continue along the back alley, in an unpopular passage, but the noise of the city is quiet for a long time.

It's been a long time since I've walked through the city in detail like this, since Lachra went around looking for that place when she came to this country to bond?

It's not that I don't have any connections with vagabonds other than Gazen, but I don't use them any more than I have anyone to help him.

"Oh, no. Have you already got this map of the city in your head?

"No matter, the first time I was sent to Larheit, I was trying to figure out the terrain around me."

"So you appeared later"

"Oh - wait, don't move"

All of a sudden, Ekdoyk expands the chain and crawls many chains around this one.

I don't ask if anything has happened.

That's what Ekdoyk suddenly moves about, something's decided to happen.

Poor questions would lead to hindering Ekdoik's concentration.

Be equally attentive to your surroundings.

"- It's hostility, is this from the Great Devil... ugh!?

I saw something pouring out of my head as Ekdoyk turned his gaze overhead, combined with his gaze.

I couldn't react to the velocity, but Ekdoyk uses the chains to play the falling objects, and this one confirms the falling objects on the ground.

"Is this - a pile?

It is a shape intended to be worn on something, albeit in a disastrously unbalanced form, with many pieces of distortion-shaped pile-like falling onto the ground.

I feel like there's a different purpose to it than looking for killing power.

and moving his gaze makes Ekdoik look strange, his movements seem dull.

"This... is..."

"My right arm will be a countless pile, connecting the earth with the wearer"

A single great demon emerges from the shadow of the alley, built with countless piles of right arms overlapping, albeit similar to Gugugegderestav.

Some of them are missing, but I guess that's about the piles scattered all over this ground.

"Hasharukdecht in 'Connecting Right Arms' or what imitation is this!

"To fulfill my ambitions."

I don't know why, but it looks like a big demon ambush.

Attention to the perimeter of Ekdoyk, one against the shadow of Ekdoyk, the pile pierced the ground.

Connecting with the earth... is it like the art of shadow stitching shown by ninjas?

I don't know how far the motion is sealed, but I have to hurry and get rid of it.

Take a step toward the pile.

But at that moment a nasty chill runs behind me, and when I look back, there was another great demon.

The great demon has a huge mouth in his abdomen, associating the great sword that Girista was using, but the moment he realized what it looked like, the size of his mouth instantly became much larger than the entire length of the great demon.

I mean, no matter how you look at this, you're trying to prey on me.

"Gotcha, mortal"

A huge mouth covered his sight and his consciousness was lost.

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My name is "Lost Belly" Faebushas, and my belly is capable of capturing all beings into different spaces.

Those captured in different spaces must leave without my permission, and the more they scratch to escape, the more complex the different spaces transform into labyrinths.

It is also impossible to rescue from the outside world, if you hurt my son, the wound will transfer to the captured.

Power that can be used as a substitute or as a hostage.

Now the Purple Demon King cannot attack my seniors.

Furthermore, different spaces can send their own spirits as separate personalities.

In different spaces, my will is the strongest, but I think it is possible to exercise strength and hurt.

Take your obsessed man hostage, let him break all the constraints of the 'pawn mask' and take away all the power he can give you.

As long as Hasharukdecht is in a similar state, Duvleoli and the two great demons of each other, the situation will change.

Neither am I going to be on par with Hasharukdecht, my seniors were listening, that this man is a man of the same star as that brave Yugra.

Yugra was proud of her legendary strength due to her ingenuity.

In other words, there is a great possibility that the wisdom of Yugra's stars is stuck in this human head as well.

If we get this, we can be the strongest of the Great Devils, and that is why the Purple Demon King and I will be able to cross each other more than one another.

Outside, a Beglagud raised man is about to start a battle with Hasharukdecht.

But if we take this one hostage, he will stop the rebellion.

In the meantime, won't my seniors quickly try to take what they take from this human being?

If you want to threaten the Purple Demon King, you should tear off even one of his arms.

Send your mental body into different spaces and turn your consciousness.

Was man regained consciousness or looking around, is it prudent or timid not to inadvertently wander around?

"You seem to have regained consciousness, human."

"... let's hear your name, Big Devil"

"My name is' Lost Belly 'Fayvus Has, this space is in my belly. It's an absolute space where my life will be almighty."

"Is this act directed by the Purple Demon King?

"That's a stupid question, this is my senior's strategy. To take you hostage and take the power of the Purple Demon King."

"I see, you mean some of the Great Demons were unhappy about being made to take a ride"

He's a well-perceived person, but I don't like some defiant eyes.

I'll double the gravity he feels.

That's all he puts on his fluttering knee.

What a fragile creature, a laugh spills unexpectedly.

"Watch your mouth, man. Your life will be crushed by the addition and subtraction of my life."

"Then this is the one I warn you about, because the flesh of 'I' is brittle than the children of this world, so be careful not to accidentally hurt too much and kill them."

It's a busy tone, but it doesn't look like he's lying.

Even gravitational attacks of this magnitude seem to suffer without acting.

The magic you can feel is also slightly past, that this is really the same star people as Yugra?

No, that would be something you would know as soon as you looked into it.

"Aside from your role as a hostage, let me make the most of it to know the wisdom of Yugra's stars stuck in its head."

"Do you honestly think I'm gonna talk to you?

"It doesn't matter what you will, this space is free to manipulate for my life. You can take a peek in your memories."

Walk over and eagle the human head.

Human beings who cannot resist are even left powerless.

Let's just say we load our memories quickly.

I'm not interested in this human memory that flows in, in recent things.

More than that, it's a memory of this human being before he came into this world, going back, back, back.

Oh, my God, do you say this human comes from that 'Black Demon King Killing Mountain'?

Footage of a more terrible demon eater flickers than a demon king.

But more than that, it's the memory that lies ahead, let me see it.

"This is the world to say Chicu, what a lot of people, what a thin dirty world"

I'm not interested in human life, I'm looking for information on the power and wisdom of this human star.

- Can't you read the letters?

The text doesn't get my memory right into my head.

Differences in language, little ones.

Then you should give my life this human linguistic ability... well, what does Chicu pronounce 'Earth'?

Readable, understandable, this is the other world, great!

Is this how demons exist and are feared on earth?

Solomon, seventy-two pillars - more, more knowledge!

Oh, this is - bacterial weapons, nuclear weapons, you mean humans created this stuff!

'Warning, we are exceeding the amount of information that anyone in this world needs to know. Warning, we are exceeding the amount of information that anyone in this world should know. Immediately terminate the connection and erase any applicable memory'

It's not this human voice, where suddenly a voice with no emotions flows into your brain.

What is this voice? He has a strange look at whether humans heard a similar voice.

It's okay, or now we should devour every knowledge in this human head.

Oh, what sweet information!

I see, with these countless points of view, reproducing them as magic - even contraindications reach my lifetime!

'The warning is over, access to contraindicated information by those in this world has been confirmed. Request the activation of deterrence by determining the subject as a worldwide risk factor.'

The mysterious voice finally stopped ringing, what the hell was that?

But with this knowledge, my life does gain the power to transcend the Great Devil, no, even the Demon King.

"-Don 't cry if your first job is demonic."

Whoever was directly beside him opened his mouth.

Only the human face and hands float right beside it.

The surrounding area is uncomfortable as if the space were distorted.

This is - well, is this person wearing clothes that assimilate into the background?

The shape is a robe, from which only a slight peek of the face and hands are probably unaffected by it.

- No. When did this person stand directly beside me before that!?

I had no doubt that this man was there, as if he had been recognized by the world for the first time by opening his mouth.

"Who are you!?

Without waiting for a reply, throw the human being away and imagine and make reality any means of attack against the existence of an unidentified person.

This different space is my lifetime's space, the ultimate boxyard that can cause all events and reign as an absolute ruler.

You can't afford an attack. You have a demonic flair.

It caused every attack to strike directly at the same time, but the person remained on the spot as if nothing had happened.

That can't be true, he has to be mutilated if he has the fantasy that my life will be mutilated.

If so, why can't I rip it open!? Why can't I think of his death?

He is thrown, slammed to the ground, and he sees a man crawling.

"I didn't know this was the 'Earthlings' that Scarlet was talking about or was really there. Rest assured, Earthlings, you are not subject to exclusion."

He turns his gaze back on me again.

And I spin my words boringly.

"Uh, do I have to name it as a given role for once? What's the point of naming someone who dies? Fairly good."

His arm goes up.

Thumbs up, index fingers here, the rest of the fingers folded.

"'Colorless Demon King', you don't have to remember, so die in peace."

His hand jumped for a moment.