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

It was decided to hold a face-to-face meeting of the guerrillas in charge of the Ghane demonic realm at a village house near the border between Tays and Ghane. There is certainly a reason why I chose a less popular place on purpose. Because there are people who can't walk through the city.

"Yo, Haven't seen you in a while!

"Hark dock? Was the wound blocked?

Hark Doc I hadn't seen from one of Serende's cases. The person is looking as healthy as before, but I heard that the Purple Demon King once headed to repair his arm... but he does have an increasing amount of bandages wrapped around his right arm.

"He said Masetta wouldn't let me out of the room if it wasn't blocked. Hang tight. We met up here. I wanted to be" Dog Bones "or something, because someone's bare..."

"Oh? Can you say something about people to the habit of the self-proclaimed right arm of someone who aimed to overthrow the state?

"Ugh, Girista. He doesn't call himself that. He says he's recognized by his brother!

I haven't seen him since one of the Scarlet Demon Kings, but I hear he's been in touch with her for a little while. This is what Mix and Ekdoik had grasped in preparation for the lack of him for that means of communication.

"And no, there's someone more dangerous than me, right?

"What, are you talking about me?

"Who else is there? Archreal."

And the most unexpected helper was this man, Archrial-Isiah. Yugra dropper supposedly comparable to Yugra if only for sword moves. He's the most powerful man in the real world, with no image of him fighting from the front and winning.

"I don't remember sinning that far."

"You're just one of those guys who tried to work with the Demons to complete the resurrection magic that is forbidden by the intercontinental agreement. If you get caught in the Mezzis, you're dead without question, right?

"That resurrection magic makes you demon kings, and you're acting with multiple people, you say?

"I'm having a little trouble getting back to you when you say that. I heard you got hit by Mourshut, too, but you're not pimping, are you?

Arkrial, like Harkdock, was heard to have been deeply borne by the Moorsht raid. I know it's different if you're also a dropper specializing in resilience, but you haven't heard of the presence of such a person.

"You owe it to Reality there. He negotiated with Bi's demon king to get him treated. One of the costs of my treatment was this fight, and that's how I'm here."

Surprised, but Ritual is as good at negotiating as he is. If there is negotiating material, this development is not surprising.

This battle is a great battle that divides the destiny of the world. If the human side is defeated, it will be an unwanted result for the Reals as well. I don't have a hand in not cooperating, but I'd like to proceed in the form of selling thanks anyway...... something like that?

"Seriously. Then you can cure Wolfe and Lachra."

"I've been listening to you, too. I said something similar in real life. But it was worth it for my strength, and it doesn't mean anyone can treat me."

"What the hell. Even Lachra is strong enough, and Wolfe is second only to you among the droppers."

"Sort of. But you said it first. My cooperation is part of the price. Reality's cloudy, but we're paying pretty much for it."

Negotiations with Bi's demon king are not to be desired with half-baked readiness. Because he understood that too, he didn't try to take a seat even if he was held up to treat Wolfe or Lachra. Real is successfully treating Archreal, but how much was the price to be paid?

"I'm more surprised to hear that Elias defeated Mourshut."

"That's so sweet... but he was a monster."

"... even though I couldn't win alone. It's the result of the overlapping of the various elements."

"Oh well. I envy you."

"I envy you..."

Arc Real has strength. But strength alone couldn't beat Mourscht. A being who can't win by pouring in everything he can have, a respect for his opponent. I guess you honestly admit to being around me for getting over it.

"Hey, Girista. Aren't you attracted to the strength of this man? Wow. Strong, huh?

"I like to fight, but I don't like to be killed by someone I'm not even fighting, do I? You don't have to be as sharp as me."

"Does it feel similar to this to the mood of a guy who hasn't even confessed but is shaken? I hear your name, Girista. Enough opponents to fight together. Say hello."

Archreal asks Gillista to shake his hand, and Gillista responds to it with a calm look. Each of these two has a sword-sharing relationship, but I didn't know it would be a fighting relationship... what kind of voice I would have raised at the time if I'd heard it...

"Cohon. That explains the albeit brief but general flow. An invasion of the Tayz demonic world, where a large demon exists, will also be a great struggle for the opponent. His Majesty said that a few elite troops would be sent to the Tayz demonic world more than the control by numbers would be ineffective"

The demons of the Serende demonic world are the beings influenced by the vengeance of the Black Demon King. Many things are human because of it. According to research by the Golden Demon King, he excels in combat ability and will be a closer interpersonal battle than individuals in the Ghane demonic world.

"The numbers are gathered in the Garne and Mezzis demons."

"That's right. In particular, the Ghane demonic world is in a relationship where demons cannot be powerless, resulting in delays in the deployment of troops and prone to confusion. The more delayed the capture of the Demon Nation, the greater its damage"

"So that's why I was called. Well, I'll take care of it. If they do, the more they do, the more accurate my ability to detect."

Harkdock's crisis detection capabilities boast a dimensional accuracy that is occasionally close to futuristic vision. Even on the battlefield where the most mixed warfare is expected, the discovery of the Demon Nation is less likely to be delayed if there is a Harkdock.

"You're very confident, Hark Doc."

"If there's a problem, if it was more cluttered than you, we might be late for detection."

"Then maybe I can't work."

"Oh, you're so confident."

If there was a concern, if the strength of that demon clan was such a monster that the combined forces of the four here would not work. Priority will be given to obtaining information and buying time. If pure force does not prevail, it will be a battle with the help of the Golden Demon King and the Bea Demon King.

"It's best to win by ourselves, but don't let it go wrong when we pull."

"Ouch. I don't have any brothers this time. If I don't get my arm through this, I'm gonna run away."

"If you just relied on your husband's oddity, wouldn't your arm be dull?

"Look at this arm and tell me. If I dated my brothers, I'd be blunt, but I wouldn't be."

Looking at that arm, Wolfe's figure flickers in the back of his brain. Wolfe had volunteered for the guerrillas, but His Majesty rejected it.

Harkdock is alive and well with his ability to detect, even if he is losing his ability to fight. But Wolfe has nothing to make up for his combat abilities. It is because we have specialized in combat in the means of harnessing vast amounts of magic that even a short period of training has followed us. Even if we find a new way to make use of it now, we won't be able to shape it in time.

I can't afford to have Wolfe's arm cured. But we can fight to protect where Wolfe can welcome him.

This battle is the path he has cut open. Then I will follow his path as I know him. Believe me that's the right path to the future he draws.

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"Demon King! Demon King! You just have to take these kids and kill them all!

"Oh."

An army of demons hissing under a cliff. Looking down at it are Black Sisters and the Demons. As a replacement for his black sister, who is incapacitated as Demon King, the three Demons were given the right of command over the demons.

My body doesn't have the magic of a black sister, so I can't use the demon, but that's okay. I don't even think it's dusty to use such hateful and resentful demons.

"I was told you can move it as you like, but you don't have as much as one of the measures?

"I don't need to. Your role is to crush this army with humans. And then you can move as you please."

"Oh, what is it? Are you sure you want to go home when the fight starts?

"... I don't mind, but you won't. Lazaricata."

Lazaricata looks abominably out of sight. Being seen through by my black sister is an intolerable humiliation for this woman, so if the right provocation turns into humiliation, I won't take care of it.

"Dear 'Black', where should I go to the demonic world?

"Go with Auffalo to the Mezzis Demon Realm, Zahava to the Ghane Demon Realm, and Tedral to the Tarzys Demon Realm with Lazarikata"

The location in charge is roughly as expected. Well, I'm there, aren't I? I knew.

"Am I the only one who can protect you? You think I can't be trusted?

"There's 'Bea' over there. That's a man who can't abandon humans. Then we'll be enemies."

With the exception of Haiya, a mass of indeterminate elements that have not shown any of their hands, the most powerful in the enemy camp is definitely Bi Wang. This guy's got a heavy load on his own, and I or Yugra will have to use it to break through.

"Hey, Lazaricata. You seem dissatisfied, but I'll leave the whole course of action to you, okay? You can fight Bi Wang if you want, and you can push me if you want. It's just that you and Bi Wang had a bit of a silly cause, didn't you?

"Even if you change your appearance, you're alive and well with the disgust and creep characteristic of pulling."

"No, I'm not moving. Don't move until you beg for help!

Honestly, you're a disgusting woman, this guy. If this guy hadn't become a demon, he'd be in a chair for the rest of his life with necromancy. I switched covers regularly, grinned my fingers, and spent the holidays.

"Be my guest. Not like then. I'm good enough on my own."

"That's right, black sister. You don't mind, do you?

"I don't mind letting you like Lazaricata. But if Lazaricata asks for help, make sure you do."

"Heh. Then I'm sure we'll help."

"- The hipster wipes."

Whoa, that's a good kill. If it's over, we're going to kill each other. I'll tell you exactly which one is superior... but I guess I'll get a rating before then.

What's creepier than that? Is it Auffalo? This guy even flattened out while Lazaricata was being educated by Yugra. Emotional swings. He has trouble exploring his belly.

"Orders to demons can be made possible by flying the wavelength of magic, but change the language that way. If it's" Bea, "we'll do it flat enough to intercept the wavelength of magic."

Language called Demonic by humans. This is a special language created by my black sister. You can't talk unless you've activated a dedicated magic, and you can't even hear the pronunciation unless you hear it through the magic of your black sister.

It was one of the measures that Black Sister, who had not originally believed in her power as the Demon King, prepared just in case. Whether it reflected the will of the person who created it or became a language that was offensive to humans became intentionally used.

Honestly, listen. I'm not in a good mood either, am I? I can't hear and talk without Yugra's help because I don't have the magic of my black sister.

The yugra was stretched out as if frightened, looking down at the herd of demons. I guess the embodied sight of centuries of black sister hatred is what only stretches and sighs out for Yugra.

"Njama, black sister. Give me a purpose for the people watching downstairs."

"... yugra"

"Yes, yes..."

Yugra unfolds magic around her black sister. It won't take long, but it will give the demons the effect of recognizing themselves as what they once were.

The demons reacted to the appearance of their black sister, who showed herself wearing her former magic. They recall the direction to be taken, the path to be taken, the presence to look at.

"O you who were born above my hatred. The time has come. It's time to show the need for what you were born for."

The one, and the one and the demons, recall the hatred and meaning engraved in their magic by the words of their black sister.

Demon kingdom is the place that creates the ideal world for demon kings. Then demons are the power to create that ideal world. He said we were born to avenge ourselves, and that it was our mission to kill all humans.

"Peel the instincts behind you, foolishly. If you do, you will be able to identify the spearhead of that power without wondering what you have to do, what you have to do."

Eventually a growling individual appears, and the demons continue to roar as they respond to it. Its vibration travels to the top of the cliff, illusory as if everything in the world were disputing humanity.

"Cry, cry, the despair engraved in my soul, the anger created by our end must be blown to this ugly world!

A common will sprouts to the demons. There is no fear or error in them. I will not spare my life. Just act to show the need for meaning, reason. Today, on this day, the armies of the end came to life that tried to burn the world down.