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

There was no exaggeration in the information that was being heard from Larheit. The people of Yugra's stars have no strength as individuals, but the way they are deserve to be threatened.

To be stained with that young man, it is the eye of those who have gone on and peered into the darkness of men's hearts.

I'm not sure what I liked and chose that path, but I have to recognize that it is at least equal to those who live behind this world.

Enter the premises of the mansion which is considered vacant. There are already some of our compatriots, Raitis, who are good at combat, feather-woven robes to avoid the identification of individuals.

Masters of craftsmanship who do not pull into the darkness of each country. Those who plan to make Jestuffs act as a trick to take away the country's resistance when they flip an anti-flag against the country.

Sixty of them, if they move behind things, this will work well enough.

"Dear Real, it was an urgent call. For what reason?

"My identity has been found out. I can't stay in Quama any longer."

I can see that those around me are slightly upset. I was a young and world-recognizable adventurer. Because that won credibility is not so easy to shake.

But to keep Jestuffs' hearts from moving, it was on my back that I had to make contact myself with this' true eye '.

"At the end of the day, I'm going to ask you all to drop this quama feature somewhat. Everyone, please finish what you were supposed to do."

"But there's still time for Scarlet Demon King to move..."

"Right. But once you're weak, you can use it as a pretext to guide new pawns, as well as a means of guiding the consciousness of other countries."

If Quama wants to rebuild herself, she can poke that gap. If you ask another country to cooperate, that's fine because that disperses the consciousness of the other country.

The only way to lower it without using the Leitis people who snuck it in so far is through an escape.

Some sacrifice will be made, but you can make refills there again.

Bring in the communicator by invitation. Let's start with getting an idea of what's going on in Kuama.

"How is the person in question doing?

"Master Riyal is a brunette who's watching, but we're currently marching with other men, Quama soldiers, to the south base."

"Did you still sniff out there? You're brilliant with your enemies."

There were only a few traces left in Morgana's guild headquarters. That's information from a deliberately prepared hub. But to find the place without understanding it, it is necessary that the corresponding wisdom turn.

It should be called boulders that are unravelling and solemnly preparing for the siege in this short period of time.

But that's fast enough to reassure you.

"Have you confirmed the possibility that those who are watching are under the influence of psycho-magic?

"Yes, we receive reports from different places in each of the three of us"

"Pretending to be hooked, doesn't sound like it either"

"Isn't it too cautious? In the first place, I don't think even that southern stronghold is in the right position."

"The best place is predictable even for the enemy. If this is military, we have the advantage of securing it, but what we do is a secret revolution. Standing on the same footing as your enemies is a fool in itself. You should make it look better than this."

That man would have thought about the possibility that this was a good idea. But I can't help but check. Because it's true that if you're in the most troublesome position, you're in trouble.

"Once the siege is complete and the base is known to be a stuffed shell, the search will begin again with the deployment of soldiers. Take that timing to cause confusion and turn it around whenever possible."

"" Ha!

My compatriots respond together. I have to act as best as I can, and rescue Larkheit and escape from Kuama if I get the chance.

"Oh? That's a lot less, huh? I thought you were exactly ten times more because you asked me what it was like to overthrow the country?

Almost everyone activates detective magic at the same time in the sounded voice. All of us here are trained to act reflexively against any anomaly. I gave that technology to you. I'm no exception.

Using detective magic, he explored other beings than his compatriots on this occasion, and his thoughts stopped slightly.

Surrounded. I'm not a person. Now this place is besieged by countless demons.

I can see my vision diminishing at the same time as I recognize it. It's not magical.

The physical walls surrounding this mansion isolated it from the moonlight.

What I found out is that two or one was that the black wall that suddenly surrounded the mansion was what changed countless demons, demons.

And the other is that there are two distinct enemies within the enclosed space.

One immediately figured it out. It's a unique class demon I ran into earlier at Alliance headquarters.

And the other one......

"I didn't think you'd come directly out here." The Purple Demon King ""

This purple dress is luxuriously crafted from brilliant gemstone ornaments. Long hair with even more lustrous purple than that dress. Clear white skin that enhances them.

In past history, demon kings stood dyeing the most vast lands into the demonic realm and caged numerous heroes.

"Out of heart, huh? I'm one of his people, so sometimes I move, right?

"I thought that guy got out."

"He considered himself under surveillance? Is that why I honestly caught you?

"... so how did you find me?

"It's easy, I usually just followed you with a smell, right? Duvleoli's" Sniffing Nose "can sniff all sorts of events apart, but he's usually good as a hound, too, huh?

"Lord, I wonder how that expression is. I'm not inferior to a dog."

"Oh, you're angry? You don't know any other smelly animals, do you? But is that why you're here? Looks like he was working a small job, so he let me chase him in the simplest way?

If it stinks, it is naturally eliminated. Still not a nose as an organism at the point where it can be sniffed apart. I guess it's a kind of alien that's close to the 'true eye' I have.

That alone is troublesome, but even simple differences in strength can be quite painful.

If I were twenty more years younger, or something like that......

No, that's not all I'll save. Monitored and made me recognize that the information worked well and hunt it down by such means. That man, I guess he was after this development from the start.

I honestly don't want to admit to losing that I wasn't one of them this time.

"You're his clear enemies, aren't you? Then you can kill him, right?

It wasn't the devil in the butler's clothes who came forward against expectations, but the purple demon king.

My eyes are telling me. I can make some moves but its abilities are terribly awkward compared to the demons next door.

There is a disastrousness of magic, but its absolute amount is only measurable.

"Lord, I'm still here..."

"Duvreoli, do you want to make me just a woman waiting for a man to return?

"That's not... But let me take care of him..."

"Yeah, what's he worried about? I'm so glad to hear that. But you're not happy just to be treated with care?

"... but"

"Of course I won't be forced. I'll only deal with everyone but the old man there. You're holding him back from doing anything, aren't you?

"You've been quoted very high. I used to be confident as a famous adventurer, but now I'm completely fading away."

"I don't care about you? Because he said you were in danger, I'm just gonna take that advice honestly and deal with it the best way?

I see, I think I trust that man's words for the rest of my life. I've done enough analysis. Let's just try to shake it up a little bit.

"You seem to have been a well-known princess in your life, but how can you believe the words of such a villain?

"Oh? You get it, don't you?

"Because you have an eye for discerning their history. In what process did you become the Demon King? You can probably guess."

"No, what I said is he's a villain, right? See, he's very kind to the first person you meet, isn't he?

"Hostility has seeped in my opponent from the beginning, right? I understand. You are being used in a good way. That man dreams of the world you want and tries to control you for his own ends."

"- So?"

The purple demon king leans his neck deliberately with a luscious smile on his face.

The word now should be an impression within her consciousness, that she is aware. Then it must have come to its heart.

"Is that good for you?

"It's a good decision, isn't it? That guy is giving me a nice dream. He's doing everything he can for it. Even if he never becomes just me, I can be just him. Then it makes me. Don't you think that's a very happy dream?

"I'll wake up one day with dreams."

"But it'll be memorable. Even a foam dream is beautiful, isn't it?

Oh man...... blind to a maiden in love, neither man nor demon king seems to change there.

I guess at least that demon king can root his suspicious heart out because nowhere in this world can he look but that man himself.

If we're going to do something about this situation, we need to pay for that demon threat called Duvreoli first.

Though under the command of the Demon King, its strength far exceeds that of the Purple Demon King.

And no less loyal than his chivalry. This one won't be able to shake my heart either.

Then let's say I ride the invitation. Fortunately, the greatest powerful man in this place can be contained by me alone.

"You don't seem to be able to cage in my words. Too bad."

"Speaking of which, you don't know your real name, do you? Real-Zentry, can you tell me your real name?

You seem to have stepped on my name as a pseudonym from the beginning. If you were to cage someone from name to name as the story goes, I thought you could have made a good gap depending on the act.

"Ha, ha, I'm not confused enough to be named after someone with the power of 'cage contact'."

"Hehe, you're known for your boulders. But it's good. He's the only one I want to 'cage in' anymore. I'll leave your interrogation to the others."

"Then take a look at the demon king's arrangements. - My brethren, the Demon King will be resurrected even if he dies because of his contraindications. But if the present flesh dies, it will take generations to come back to life. It will be a beneficial time for our compatriots and Laitis. Everyone, do justice with the resentment of history."

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At the same time as the proclamation of the Reality, those who had refrained from doing so in the rear scatter quickly.

Some gather light, and some merge into the shadows. Those who approach from the front, those who pinch from left to right, those who aim from behind.

That speed is fast enough too. Anyway, I don't think the Lord can see through everything.

But I will not move. Just calmly monitor real trends.

This man is the only one who can wake up. But I'm the only one who knows the strength of the Lord.

The Lord is after the person in the front with his eyes. But he must have decided that it would be troublesome to chase him with his eyes in front of his impending enemies, rocking left and right. I closed my eyes and scratched.

"No, I can't follow you with my eyes? - I don't even have to chase him."

Should that be compared to the darkness bursting? Countless shadows around the Lord burst into the surroundings.

A good number of nails in the shadows, horns, fangs, were sticking out irregularly, deciding the flesh of the imminent humans.

Advanced demons, saturated attacks on all directions that return them to their original volumes.

The overwhelming mass, the overwhelming area of control, transformed those who were approaching the perimeter into pieces of flesh in an instant.

"That's a good number. It's not just clothes, it's also a collection of demons."

"Yeah, expanding the clothes demons exposes your skin, doesn't it? He pointed it out to you, but as far as I'm concerned, you're okay with it, right? But you don't have to show it to anyone but him, so you honestly decided to increase it?

"I say even that man doesn't have to show it."

The Lord's garments have changed and braided the devil into fiber. But the jewels that surround it further increase its density, and they contain an interminable number of demons.

Just opening up that mass would be a great threat to humans.

If there is a flaw, the Lord cannot fully wield his power while the man is beside him. The omnidirectional attack now, I'm involved, too.

Too much mass makes it an unsuitable attack for detailed work.

My barriers make it possible to prevent it, but there is a high risk that other allies will be involved.

The current blow reduced the number to half. At great sacrifice, what humans learned was the fact that the Lord is truly the Demon King.

Everyone is distancing, weighing in on their time, and spinning their wisdom.

But that's also futile. Where the bugs scratched their feet, they are only helpless before the mighty who try to exterminate them.

The shadow stretches up to the black wall to match the motion of the Lord's hand, ripping off all those who appear in the Lord's sight.

Those who jump up and avoid are skewered by countless shadows stretched up at the same time as the Lord turns his gaze.

Be in the front, only a few survivors are real. Left and right and those scattered behind them stand around in fear of entering the sight of the Lord, lest they enter into sight.

"That's a hell of a fight."

"Do you need to be skilled at crushing bugs?

"This demon king!

One ambushed him from behind. But the blade never reaches the Lord.

There is no self in the wrapped demons of the Lord. Now, there's a function. Countless eyes capture its movements, and the flesh of a high-density demon serves as a barrier to block the attack.

White smoke can come in from the stopped blade. It would have granted an enchant of purifying magic to the blade.

The Lord looks back slowly and sees the stab of the sword.

"Oh? Isn't that brilliant? The devil's dead for one?

"Damn! What a hardness!?

"It's a corner, so let me fill that with you, okay?

A shadow crawling out of the ground captures a man. And the moment I grabbed the limb, the sound of its bones crushed to pieces echoed around me.

"but ah!?

"Are you all right? You're not gonna waste it, are you? The human remains you've worked out are very good for the catalyst, right?

"Hey what is this... my body... no way... is it degenerating me into a demon!?

"You create demons that mimic people, so if you use people as material, it's quick, right?

"No, don't! I don't want to be a demon!

"You can't get me wrong, can you? It's not like you're gonna be the devil, is it? You make the devil out of me? But I don't want to be in your shape, do I? We have to smash it once, right?

"Hi-"

The man who tried to scream went straight to the shadows.

And over the Lord's head, the unspeakable sound rings, and the rain of literal blood pours.

"Lord, you don't have to bother to imitate the way you bathe in blood..."

"It's not good. That sounds more like a demon king, doesn't it?

"Your body is dirty."

"It's no problem. Because my demons lick people's blood without sparing them."

A shadow wraps the bloodbathed Lord in an instant. And soon the Lord, who remains beautiful, reveals himself without even a trace of blood.

"Oh, but if you leave a little bit, could you give that guy a lick?

"I wonder if that human has a preference for licking people's blood. Even if it does, it stops at the boulder."

The battle that followed, no, doesn't deserve to be called a battle. A unilateral massacre took place.

Some of them tried to escape, but the exit has already been blocked by the black wall consolidated by the devil. The Lord crushed the remnants carefully and carefully.

"A 'caged' princess who can follow countless demons like her hands and feet. You can't imagine a combat capability because of its low basic abilities."

All that remains is Real and the two of us around it. Everything else was out of breath.

The Lord didn't aim intentionally, but he was attacking by involving Reality a few times.

But he tried to avoid it without difficulty. Should we see that Ekdoik and I can fight each other if we look at our strength alone?

"Wouldn't the two of you be hanging around? When you're beside that guy, you don't really want to go after him, do you?

"That's rude. I left it at my behest."

"Well, what choice do you have?

The Lord stretches out the shadows to attack. Its speed is no less than that of the 'left arm to wear'.

But in front of the impending shadow, the three of them will not move.

Shortly before the attack hit, a shadow of enormous mass was played.

"- Oh?"

The identity of what blocked the shadows did not have to be sniffed out by the nose, but could be visually captured.

It's a bond, it's also something strong until it's unusual. Perhaps more than my tense barrier......

"... Duvreoli, break it"

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I guess the Lord saw the junction in front of him and felt disturbing signs. He gave me orders without hesitation.

I fill the distance with the 'Running Left Leg' at the same time as I respond to it, slamming the 'Running Right Leg' from above the junction.

But the world doesn't even freak out. This strength is much higher than what Lachra-Salf was straining.

Is it the man on the left side of Real who's putting the line? What is this strength in a junction of scale that covers the three?

When this happens, do you want to continue attacking constantly and aim at losing magic, or do you want to use the "Shinigami Tongue"?

"Dear Real, We're Ready"

"Thank you. Then let's retreat."

"- Huh!?

The moment those on the right activate some magic, the three figures disappear.

I detect my surroundings with my nose, I don't respond. Physically explore in "Sharpening Tails" is not affordable.

They disappeared completely from this place. What the hell is this...

"... is that metastatic magic? It's been a long time since I've seen you activate, huh?

"Transfer magic...... is it"

"Yeah, like you devils traveling through shadows, advanced magic that travels through space? As far as I can tell, we can use metastatic magic like Yugra, 'black', 'no color'... but you were there too, weren't you?

"I'm not going to be able to follow the smell either. We got away."

"Oh, oh? What shall we do? What am I supposed to report to him?

The Lord breaks his smile and asks me with a true face. Slight sweat on the forehead, seems seriously in a hurry.

"... after daring to entrust it to me, so I thought I should blame it on me"

"I'm the one who made that decision, right? Oh, but would it be a good memory to be scolded? How could you possibly be angry with me?

The Lord embraced his own body, paranoid...... into meditation.

This one has really succeeded. I just don't know if this is a good idea.

... I guess it's good because he seems to enjoy himself. Then I'm happy, too. Maybe. Maybe.