"I've cornered you!
"Confirmed. capture."
Skeleton's army, manipulated by the 'Ether', surrounds it with a single dragon that has fallen into the pit.
No, that flesh is bone alone. There is no flesh. Should I say skeleton dragon?
This is how I work with the creators of the demonic realm in order to get to grips with the unique class of demons that exist in the Kuama demonic realm, but it still has tremendous potential to say Demon King.
"Ethereal" is a subhuman clan that originally hunted and earned a living. The herd of skeletons she manipulates, wearing the art of pushing prey, drove the skeleton dragon really effectively.
He succeeded in directing the archers to the location of the trap they were setting, while minimizing the damage caused by the demons, who were supposed to be just kicked in the path by long spear soldiers.
Expand the chain and build the "Six Towers of Chain Ties". Completely seal the skeleton dragon movement.
It was good to have a new replenishment of the lost chains in the fight against the Hark Dock, but it still lacks precision compared to previous objects. You'll need to tame my magic as soon as possible.
"All right, we're in custody."
"Then please keep it that way for a while."
'Pale' approaching Skeleton Dragon. Wave at its head and pour your own magic into it.
Demons are born based on the magic of the demonic world. Absolutely obedient to the instructions of the Demon King, who possesses his magic if he is of lower rank.
But a demon that has grown into a unique class will be able to produce magic from the nucleus in its body.
The strength of that magic is a factor in resisting domination from the magic of the demon kingdom. It is necessary to perform magic directly in order for it to follow efficiently.
The Purple Demon King also granted and taught magic through The Mask of the Pawn in order to be able to obey the Great Demons.
Most importantly, he said that his surveillance here was neglected because he was able to follow it once, and in part he was flipped an anti-flag... isn't that because he was obsessed with his countrymen in one way or another?
"It's over. I'm so glad you're such a big boy."
"Big deal...... now"
Looking around, there are tons of skeleton carcasses scattered there.
Not to mention how much damage was minimized and driven efficiently, it doesn't mean that all the junior demons used to capture unique-class demons are safe.
"It's fine. Because the bone is reused. Skeletons mimic people, but skeletons from the demonic world aren't made of human bones. Bones are made of magic, too. It can help like a magic stone."
The surviving skeletons are gathering scattered bones. It would be quite a rare sight to say that demons collect demonic carcasses.
"You feed other demons, too? I think it just spills through my mouth."
"If you're Ghost, it's easy to prey on your fellow countrymen. In the case of skeletons, it's close to the way plants do things. Shatter the bones and bury them in the dirt. If you let them sleep there, they will infiltrate your system for darker magic."
"It's like fertilizer."
"If you hang the water, it's easier for the bone powder to mix with the soil, so it actually is, isn't it? It is inefficient to impart magic to the Skeletons individually, so they will be scattered around the base and used to raise the bottom of the battle. Let's leave it on this kid's bunk too."
I know myself to some extent because I was familiar with the demonic ecology.
Demons can inhale the magic of the atmosphere. And I can prey on demons other than my own. If it dies, it becomes dust faster than any other demon, and it mixes with the magic of the atmosphere.
My father, Beglagud, managed the number of demons in the territory and darkened the magic of the land by disposing of the demons he deemed unnecessary.
He also took the method that he said he would raise the lower demons to intermediate level and then handle them because the growing demons would have a higher effect. In doing so, many demons were addressed to me as my trainees.
"Demon ecology is often different."
"I'm only familiar with demons born in my own demonic world. But I guess so. It is a being born of individual magic. There will be a difference."
"So you've already grabbed the place for your next unique class?
"Yeah. You're just a little distant. Even if you leave the skeletons around here, it'll take you a while to collect the skeletons around it."
I don't care if I deal with it alone.
"Well, I guess you'll be all right alone, won't you? But I want to train, too. We've heard that Scarlet demons are good for battle, so we need to be more sophisticated."
"... I don't feel will for these guys, but is it something that goes up?
"I'm going up. Specifically, you'll be able to execute what I say quickly. Just giving instructions vaguely is of limited use."
"Ethereal" was also coordinating his command in preparation for the battle against the Scarlet Demon King, who would refrain from doing so.
Indeed, today's move was dominant compared to the vague invasion of the undead we have seen before.
"Unique class, this skeleton dragon has a will."
"Yeah. Unlike the devil, I have only beastly intelligence, but I can vaguely accept my will. Or do you say skeleton dragons? I only saw Skeleton."
"If you bracket it in a skeleton, you're going to get it wrong"
"So is that. It's a unique class, and I can give you a name... but I'll leave it to you."
"... to me?
"Obey me, naturally, but you seem to like me more than I thought."
Put your arms together and worry. Animals often accompany us. In fact, the animals that still live around Tayz's cave come near me without being alarmed.
It is a little complicated that it is also adapted to this demon.
But it's a name... it's only about the name of the move, like what you named it.
"I can't think of anything right away. I'll think about it at night."
"It's a tough thing to be given a very cheap name. I'm telling you, don't pull out the names of the other great demons, okay?
"This skeleton dragon on a boulder won't deserve my father's name."
"You were a begrudge. Good, what intelligent demon can you name for yourself? Well, smart demons can have some of the pain of being smart."
"Really?
"I guess I'd be happy if I followed you wholeheartedly, like Duvreoli. But for an egotistical demon, the Demon King is an irreversible natural disaster. It would be humiliating to know the king of the boxyard."
If my father, Beglagud, had indeed been summoned by the Purple Demon King, as he lived.
It is clear that he had fallen into a position to be obeyed with force, just like the other great demons.
In that case, I wonder with what thoughts I would have seen, and in that sense I might have been fortunate to have been defeated by Lachra as King of the Box Garden.
"- I guess so."
"... well, then there's time, shall we eat?"
"Pale" removed a small basket from the luggage. Were you bringing in proper food?
I guess it was magically chilled so it wouldn't hurt. Magically returned each basket to room temperature, and the cloth hung in it was removed.
What was inside was cooked bird meat and vegetables, wrapped in thin bread made of wheat.
I recall my compatriots saying that the bread in this world is hard but seedless and that we have to consider which way to call this dish: sandwich or crepe, but I think it's strange to say that we put the seeds in the bread in the first place. And this is......
"... I'm sorry, could you just eat this' pale '?
"Duh, why not!?
"I don't like meat. Not everything is brilliantly filled with meat..."
"Eat without liking or disliking. If we don't eat, we won't have it till night, okay?
"I don't have a problem with a meal or so. I want you to come with me from the beginning."
I didn't have the idea of eating in the demon world in the first place. It's true that this body has become a demon clan, so there's nothing like falling ill where you've been in the demon world for a long time. Rather until I'm in good shape.
"Eat it because it's good! If you're gonna tell me, I'll give you an order!?
"That's troubling... ok. If it's just a little..."
If you eat unconscious, you might be able to figure it out.
Turn your nose breath into mouth breath, take one in your hand and take a bite. The meat inside also chews off a thousand without resistance, entering the mouth.
The problem with this is - no, you can't. My body remembers the texture of the meat.
Old memories are dragged out, and the brain recreates what it felt like then.
I felt no discomfort, nausea, or discomfort to this point even when I was dying.
He moves into the shadows of the rocks and spits out objects in his mouth. At the same time, stomach fluids accumulated in the stomach reflux and burning pain runs down the throat.
"The pale" rushes over here with a face of surprise and anxiety when he sees how it is.
"Hey, hey, it's okay!?
"- I'm sorry. After all, the flesh doesn't seem to be accepted by the body..."
"You'll see! That's not the dimension you say you're not good at!? Are you a herbivore?
"No, man... you're a demon now. I was fine until I was a certain age..."
I can see disgusting sweats flowing from all over my body. Even from the look of "pale," I guess he's pretty pale, too.
"It's strange to have such a rejection! Isn't it some kind of illness?
"You're sick... maybe you are. Once upon a time, meat went bad."
"Back in the day..."
"Right, the atonement for wasting the meal you had prepared for me at the corner - no, is that an excuse? But I need an explanation."
My body is heavy. Years have passed and this curse continues to linger.
"Ethereal" will be a long-standing relationship in the future, so we should share this information.
Borrow your shoulders and sit on a nearby rock. Close your eyes and remember the old days.
"Is that going to be around sixteen..."
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"Father. Workout of the day, finished without delay"
I grew up with my raised father, the great demon Beglagud, and I kept polishing my moves like every day.
The demons who fight always try to kill this one. But the fear of it faded many years ago.
"Right. But isn't it time for an intermediate demon alone to be a workout? That's out of the question for juniors."
"No, it helps to hone your moves if you have the same number at the lower level."
"I can tell if I've brushed with cluttered fish or something. What is needed to make you stronger today is combat experience with the stronger. If you can't match a few intermediates in the future, you don't need combat training."
"Otherwise, we'll train magic."
"Ekdoyk, it's time for you to learn something else."
I've seen my father's face many times. Harsh experiences always await me when I do this sort of thing.
The first time they fought demons, when they prepared numbers, when they were upgraded to intermediate demons...
"What's the other thing?
"Your technology is meant to kill humans. When you're done, I want you to turn to the humans."
"I am familiar with that"
"No, you don't. There are human beings. Some of them destroy advanced and unique classes. Even if you grow up healthy, if you attack people like beasts, you will soon be surrounded by such people, and you will soon run out of power. Then my pastime will be in vain."
My father looks down at humans, but he never insulted them. I guess that's why you came up with the afterthought of saying you'd raise me.
"Then you should learn about humans. How do we do that?
"Don't rush. I'm already ready. If you want to know about humans, you can hear them from humans. I'm catching one human being. You learn about humans from them."
There are other humans. There was no less surprise in the words.
I've only seen demons since I got my mind on them. From me, I only recognized human beings as just killing.
Head to where you were told. That's part of the place that kills junior demons together. I used to be thrown into this place, too.
There was a human being chained there. Same white skin as me, short dark purple hair. The skeleton was also very similar.
The difference was that the other person was equipped, and the rest was of a different gender.
"... lying, human!? You're here to help!?
"No. I've been told by my father to get human information from you"
"Oh, what's that, a joke? Why don't you untie these chains?
"I can't do that. And I'm not even kidding. My name is Ekdoyk, raised by the great devil Beglagud."
"- It has to be a lie.... You're insane that demons raise humans. If you're named, I'll have to call you back as a knight, too. Mejs Saint Knights, Laicia-Pentes."
I think Lacia was just a little older than me. I say I think because when I asked her how old she was, she told me it was a secret.
Her character was more than that of an adventurer than that of a knight. But that helped me so much in learning about humans.
If he had been a knight of the Saints who hated the devil, he wouldn't have had a conversation with me raised by the devil.
But Lacia really explained to me about human society.
"Ha... I don't want to blame the devil for my immaturity, but you don't have a concept of cooking here"
"The fire is through. Don't complain."
"I'll tell you! I'm not just really boiling or baking! My sister's soup tastes a thousand times better!
Lacia has ignored her captured position on the meal she gave that day and has complained about it sporadically.
From time to time, the devils eat the flesh of the beast. Not to gain magic, but to enjoy the sound of the beast.
Meals to me were wild beasts, fruits, vegetables and mushrooms that came with them.
He was taught the art of dealing with fire by his father, who knew the human vulnerability that disfigured when eaten raw, and had a minimum diet. Naturally, there was no concept of cooking.
"Then make it."
"Oh, are you going to untie me?
"I'll stretch you out. If we could travel some distance, we wouldn't have a problem."
I put magic into the chain, activated magic, and increased its distance. Lacia looked strange, but was immediately convinced.
"That's a handy move. Plain, though."
"I don't do weird imitations. Sense the magic and you'll be right back to your original length."
"Then you can't start a fire! Then help me, right? … I'd like to help you a little bit."
"It'll be fine around there."
"It's not good! Knight, but I'm a woman!? At least prepare a pot with a lid, right?!?
"If you're a woman, do you need a kettle?
"Fine!
Laicia cut the ingredients appropriately and used the spices removed from the nostalgia for an easy flavoring.
That's when I first learned about the existence of what I call cooking.
With just one spice, I felt that the ingredients I had eaten would change dramatically.
"... delicious"
I accidentally said it. I heard that. Lacia bragged her chest out.
"Right! But this is a good meal for the camp. A town where humans live can have better food. If you stay here, you're just gonna get unhealthy, right?
"If you have life, it's fine. I'm not going to live with the kind of people who sacrifice me and survive."
"What does that mean?"
I explained my birth. When the devil attacked a human village, he said it was me who was offered as a beggar for life.
I told Lacia everything my father had told me until then.
"Well, maybe some parents do. But, you know, not everyone does. There are more parents who risk their lives for their children."
"But now I've been offered. And no one has ever arrived here before."
"Mm-hmm. Well, then most people wouldn't think that the baby they took away was alive like this. But not if you know you're alive."
"You think people who fear their father, the great demon Beglagud, and offer him a baby, will change their minds where I lived?
"I'll change. If you can't do it yourself, it's human beings who beg for help. If you knew you were alive, I'm sure your parents would have wished for us."
Lacia's expression was straightforward then, and I couldn't have any more objections.
"- Even if that's the case, I'm not leaving this place. I'll do what I have to do."
"Steady hey...... good. Whatever you want. But you need to know more about humans. So learn a lot about humans from me."
"You don't hesitate to divulge information to the devil's men."
"Whatever you are, you're human. It is the role of the knight to save his country. I'll give up convincing you. You can't do that in this position. But let me show you the way."
I tried to learn about humans as my father told me, and Lacia tried to make me understand about humans.
Even though each other's interests were thus subtly different, my short relationship with Lacia began.