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

"Well, then, I'll get a little wisdom in there."

After the purple demon king, who sees the line of pawns and is out of time, he moves towards his companions and calls Lachra and Wolfe.

Lachra is normal, Wolfe is in conditions of motivation, etc.

I just have some concerns about this battle, especially Wolfe.

I have heard that Gradona has trained me to be strong, but to an unknown extent.

It is, in a way, a more mysterious position than the enemy.

Previously, he struggled with Mejs' dark opponents, to the extent that Purshro had a blow to his synagogue by means of measures.

What about this opponent, if 'right leg', should he be seen as parschlo and one another?

But when it comes to 'ears', it would surely be equivalent to 'nose' Lamugresca.

Pure defense alone would be higher than Ekdoyk's, but I don't want to force you too much.

"Wolfe, Lachra, I'll tell you what the operation is or what the purpose is. Give priority to achieving it first."

"Soak it up!

"If you can accomplish that, it's up to you, and if you can, send me a signal right away. I surrender immediately."

"It's good, it takes!

"I appreciate the victory, but I don't want to throw in a dying state. Your safety comes first."

"Um, mistress? Does it have anything to say to me?

"No, I can trust you most in the sense that your strengths and differences don't force you. Ask about this purpose and Wolfe."

"You feel so happy, so lonely, you can't say."

Purpose, and explain the actions to be taken first hand, the two of you who accepted it head to the center of the square.

There are already two great demons lined up in the center.

"Booming Right Leg" Zashpenfosse, and the great demon "Satire Ear" Balagwelin, who was said to be the strongest.

"Satire Ear" Balagwelin, the only living great demon who has been an advanced demon since the days of Yugra's existence.

It is the oldest great devil, if I may say so.

The strength of the devil is proportional to the absolute amount of magic gained, needless to say, the qualities of the longest living great devil are the strongest class.

Even if Duvreoli takes the strongest seat from the difference in loyalty, it should be noted that its strength will not waver.

Balagwelin stands still in his deacon's clothes, keeping a human figure against Zashpenfosse, who has already exposed himself as a great demon.

All-back pointy ears, a demonically neat face so to speak of a human figure.

And the mighty Aura is a crook.

"I wanted to ask two women or go hand in hand with the legacy of Beglagud who defeated Lamugresca, but wouldn't that happen, too, in that way?"

"Sounds like it, I don't think I can move that number of days"

"There will be that kind of patrol, but this is how I can fight you for burying Beglagud. Nothing's all bad."

"You guys are often involved in this big demon thing called Veglagido, but from what I can tell, I don't really feel it."

"If I had the strength to kill Folkdurecla instantly, I wouldn't have done it, but Beglagud was a pillar of the great demon I was eyeing."

"Well, I'm not interested, so you don't have to talk about it."

Balagwelin grins at Lachra, who answers pale.

Zashpenfosse remains quiet as to whether he is of an oligarchy character or does not pinch his mouth for fear of Balagwelin.

Wolfe also stares quietly at Balagwellyn, not to mention that he has no way of talking to his enemies.

"Well, let's just say we talk about it that will interest you. Your chief, that man seems pretty smart. [M] Looks like he's doing a good job on me, too."

That's good, but I'm going to turn my gaze towards this one, and I'm going to appreciate this one without taking it lightly.

Honestly, I don't want to deal with that kind of deal, because it's hard to poke a gap.

"My ears sound somewhat better than the rest of the demons, and I was allowed to hear your conversation." At the same time as the start, aim for Balagwelyn with all your might, "he said, trying to bring in a short showdown."

"It's a bad taste to eavesdrop on people's conversations."

"Don't accuse me of that, my ears just sound good and don't have the peculiar power of other great demons. If you don't show this much, the name" Satire Ear "will cry."

Yes, I'm just saying that Balagwain has the name 'Satire Ear' but that ear has a high hearing.

But the reason why it's still the strongest is because it has pure strength.

Simple spec artifacts that are further enhanced by the purple demon king, that's the guy.

"Well, that's not all. That's what he was telling you, and he was giving you another instruction in a brush conversation. Is that what it's all about?" Maximize your time "?

It matches the letter written on the end of the parchment, which transfers the eye to the parchment on hand.

Really, what kind of hearing is that?

"That's amazing, you even understand human characters."

"It is unnecessary knowledge if we can only obey the devil, but if we live for many years, we will develop some vigilance towards humans. Get as much information as you can about me, and attack later if possible. I guess it's an operation I said I'd avoid if I couldn't. The principle is still unclear, but if you have the ability to read the Lord's pawn placement, it will also be possible."

"I just do what I'm told"

"That doesn't matter. Let's try to enjoy the small craftsmanship in an exposed way"

"Then let's start"

Duvreoli prompts you to prepare to begin appearing in between.

It feels like the air dries out of each other.

Hang your Superman glasses and be prepared to watch this one too.

I have Mix standing by so I can interrupt beside him.

Check each other's readiness and a signal of initiation is thrown.

"Battle - Begin!

It was Wolfe who made the move with the signal of initiation, making a progression utilizing the magic release.

Ahead - Zashpenfosse, 'I' finger (...) show (...) pass (...) ri (...).

- What?

Two big demons who fall behind with their expressions on their faces, it's already too late to try to cope.

Between the two, there will be a slight lag, even if it destroys and interrupts.

Eyes on parchment again, indeed, 'I' wrote 'Buy the most time' during a conversation with Lachra and the others.

However, the possibility of saying that Balagwain, who is said to be a 'satire ear', would not miss the sound was considered.

That's why I made a farce while showing the parchment that said 'Take down your right leg fast' beforehand.

The speed of Wolfe's advance is much faster than we could have imagined, a speed that would not be beaten by Lamugreska either.

This will take a first-hand attack, and if Zashpenfosse dodges or defends, then Lachra can pursue.

If we defeat the whole thing quickly, we can challenge Balagwain in two, and we can draw more information with greater certainty.

"Apparently they scratched the back, no, brilliant. But not enough."

The furtherance of Wolfe was also somehow captured by the horizon, where it was concentrated to the fullest with superhuman glasses.

But I still couldn't see, the movement of Balagwain that appeared in front of Zashpenfosse destroying the Lachra junction.

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A man who makes himself a merchant in Tayz and runs a fine trading mall in a wealthy neighborhood, Van was nursing an old friend to try.

"Fist Saint" Gradona, a hero who is named for his history of crusading demons, many unique species.

That said, now he's drunk for me, and then he's falling asleep with a sore back.

"Burn, booze me."

"I don't know... I'm an injured person, so could you just sit tight?

Unlike the usual mild tone, the van overflows Gladna's unusual appearance with somewhat shattered speech.

"Fist Saint" rolling half-naked on the bed with a massive damp cloth on his hips, he's just sad.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, if you hadn't drank it, you'd have done it."

"You can keep your back hurt in your archery with your new apprentice. Well, have that attitude."

The van prepares the liquor and gives it to Gradona that it would be best to just let her drink and sleep, even if she didn't ask anyway.

"Come on, now the pain will fly."

"Now he's in a lot of trouble, and I wish you could help him up as a fist saint."

"- I don't even have enough. Wolfgang is enough."

"Looks like you've been buying her a lot."

I expect her to grow as the first position in the van to teach Wolfe all sorts of magic releases.

The talent was remarkable even when compared from the memory of its past footage, The Indicators of the Brave, left by the brave Yugra in Kuama.

Everyone knew how talented she was, which is why she thought it would even be a natural accomplishment to be guided by 'Fist Saints'.

……

Gradna swallows the booze all at once, and spits a big gep.

The van looks nasty, while taking out the next booze.

"I did what I had to do to keep my name in history. That was possible because he was more talented than the rest of us."

"That's right."

"No matter what I tried, I tried to fully blossom and grow my talent."

"I know."

"- But this is the first time I've known this year. I didn't have any talent. Compared to the legendary Yugra-like artifact, which was only as famous as history, I said I was an ordinary husband..."

"What do you call that -"

"Wolfie, you've been over me a long time. Not even my whole season."

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I couldn't 'me' understand what happened.

What I was able to confirm was to say that Balagwain obstructed Wolfe's path, which had been ambushed.

But the next time I saw the situation, those perceptions confused me.

"... what did you do, little girl"

Balagwain with a stunned look on his face, his standing hasn't changed in any way.

The same holds true for Lachra's position, with her mouth open with a surprised look on her face.

The difference is Wolfe's standing position, and Zashpenfosse.

Zashpenfosse was already dead, his head had been pulled a thousand times from his torso.

Its head is held in Wolfe's hand.

"It was neat, so I went around"

Wolfe clutteringly throws away Zashpenfosse's head as an unwanted object.

The torso of Zashpenfosse, which stood at the same time, fell to the ground.

"I could have followed it with my eyes, what I'm hearing is about the unusual acceleration now"

"Here's what I did"

Wolfe released a small amount of magic from the gauntlet and the next moment it exploded to show.

The momentum stopped Wolfe's hand from showing in his sight for a moment.

"You mean you were releasing magic and propulsion, but suddenly you burst that magic and accelerated it even more... I see that's an interesting move. Can I have your name, please?

"Wolfe, sir."

Wolfe, I remember that name.

- It's time to calmly analyze the current situation.

What I can tell is that Wolfe tailored Zashpenfosse in an instant to show it.

Everyone is flattered by that.

Oh, no, it just feels like Ilias is happy.

I was wondering how successful Gradona's training was, but more than I could imagine.

Remove the Superman glasses once.

"Mix, did you see the move now?

"No, not at all... Wolfe... right, alle"

"Oh, you surprise me."

"No, no, I'm surprised..."

Oh, Lachra's looking at this one, he's puffing his mouth.

Mix notices that, too, and does the translation with lip reading.

"Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit"

That's what I want to know.

So did Ekudoik's true "Blind Eye", but don't pound out information that people don't know. It feels like it.

That said, from the current move, Wolfe's current specs are more than I imagined, and there's no more chance to pull out Baragwain's information.

"Mix, I'll leave this place to Wolfe. However, if it starts to be pressurized at all, you can throw it immediately, and I'll leave the decision to you. Lachra told me to try to see it."

"Wow, I get it. I will tell Lord Lachra so, too. What about your friend?

'Cause we got more choices, we're gonna rethink the plan a little bit.'

Happy miscalculation, but miscalculation is miscalculation.

It is dangerous to use it as a miscalculation in a genuine battle against the purple demon king, which is a crossroads, you have to fix it.

I don't know if Superman glasses will help, but I couldn't help but call him back and watch Wolfe.

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When Yugra, the brave man, appeared to handle the Lord as an enemy, I was somewhat astute, abandoning the Lord and fleeing.

And he grew into a great demon before any other demon.

I acted before the others, so here I am.

What I felt when I became the first great demon was more lonely than superiority.

Nobody has anything from the same perspective, I thought how boring that is.

A few moments later a new great demon was born, and I remember that my heart was much calmer then.

Talk, fight, and compete for value with the reciprocal, who finally shows up what lines up next to me.

That's what I thought. Every great demon kept me away.

I wonder if he was about to crawl over to Beglagud, but he perished before he could grow up.

And this one happened.

I honestly leaked my sigh when I was given excessive power by the Lord.

Even life in the boring demonic world, what can I do with more power?

But duvleoli for all his loyalty transcended me, I was so excited about this.

I want to try to fight if I can, if I pass by the same height.

For that reason, betraying the Lord was also in the plan.

But I'm glad to be here. A miscalculation came down.

The subhuman in front of me, Wolfe, is what I call it.

It's not enough to take, it's something I've been hearing about, but it's a lie.

I can kill me, I'm definitely the one who's going to die if I don't do everything in my power.

It only happened for a moment, but I tried to react to my movements and yet ignore me to carry out my mission.

What strength, what a heartbeat.

Come on, come on, make me expensive!

"My name is Satire Ear, Balagwelin, and if you can defeat me, you should be proud of it."

"I'll go."

Once again he comes forward, magic is being released from the gear provided on both hands and feet.

I guess those are the help of speed, but this is just a preliminary motion.

Make sure you get in the time you need - your magic burst and it's accelerating fast!

"There!

He prefetches the move of the guy who tried to disappear from his sight and punches out his fist directly beside him, he had a feeling.

But it's too light, move your neck and eyeballs to check the situation.

At the same time, I realize my body is floating in the universe.

This - in any way, it killed the power of my fist, and let me use the momentum to throw it at me.

"Funny!

No obstruction is created to the extent that it has been thrown in the air, you can just let the kick go at a rate beyond that.

The moment I told him if the leg I let go would hit him, he disappears out of sight again.

Where, if it disappears from sight, it's either out of sight.

I sharpen my senses, I was there, I'm turning around behind my back.

Saying he came around behind me in the air would have made him fly, if he was in the air, he couldn't travel satisfactorily.

Ignore the lost leg, shut up your screaming body and shake your right arm behind your back forcefully.

Now I'm hit - I won't.

With the momentum of his back fist, his body rotated and his vision turned behind him, he was there, he was definitely behind it.

But far away, I should have been right behind you. Two body minutes apart.

He said he floated, but yeah, you mean he accelerated another step in the air?

Gazing, no doubt, the next thing you can take is acceleration and attack from the air towards me.

Evasive action is impossible on me already with kicks and fists off and out of shape.

Prepare the remaining arms for defense on the shield.

Good if you can grab it, and if you can't do that, but let one arm destroy it, you can put that gap on and rebuild it.

It is not easy to move further after accelerating and storming, and with that momentum my body will reach the ground.

If you're snuggling with him, you can easily reach this attack. Target there.

Come on, punch that swinging right fist in me!

Acceleration has taken place, brilliant speed, yeah this may break your left arm, but it's a necessary sacrifice.

Oh, that's too fast.

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Wolfe stormed in, and there seemed to be a flash of defense, but it didn't even come true to follow him with his eyes, and only the results showed.

Wolfe punched down his right fist on the ground, and his fist is deeply pierced and pierced on the ground. Cracks run in the earth.

I don't see Balagwelin's head, it's not such a surreal story about being buried on the ground or anything.

The top bounces off my neck. It's flying.

The last trace of an attempt to resist was seen stretching his left arm, but it was not long before he went down to the ground without force.

The end of the great devil, regarded as the strongest, was not long over without showing any exuberance.