Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi (30-dai) no Slow na Second Life

Humans and demons are separate races.

So I guess the history I've built up is different and the values are different.

Since we do not know the legend that the Demon King created the Warcraft, the humans regarded the Warcraft as identical to the monster.

Though that should be a very natural decision.

So Wind Warcraft Windra was named 'Yamaorosino Kami' and so on, and he was also graded as a non-crusadable monster, I guess.

The Wind Warcraft, now known as the Yamaorosinocami, has long been the Lord of this forest.

"I can't believe there was a warcraft living in human territory...!?"

Anyway, as far as I'm concerned, I don't want to fight the Warcraft again.

A battle with the Flaming Warcraft is enough!!

Besides, in the case of Flaming Warcraft Salamandra, during the battle, he was fusing with that bashbar and his spirit was also influenced by him.

Bashbarza's cowardice, the infectious flaming warcraft, never showed any of its original ferocity, and he said he managed to push it off with it.

But I'm in front of you now, Windra. (Yamaorosinocami?) is not.

It is a true warcraft that demonstrates full ferocity without wearing any unusual weights.

If we hit a decent bump with that, we can have a pile of young people's bodies!?

"Goddamn it...!?"

I'm on the front line, I'll take everything!

Maybe take out the hermes knife and try to leap out on the arrow surface...!?

"It's still early, dear Darriel..."

Zester suppressed me.

"We intervene only after the situation is clear. Don't let the exams fight at all. It won't be an exam."

"Let go! Let go of me! The lives of promising young people...?"

The battle can still be fought while I rub it.

All the students do is see how things are going, first they attack at a distance with bows and arrows and other flying tools.

It was quite aurally fortified, but is abruptly blown away by the wind storm caused by Windra (Yamaorosino Cami).

"Wow!?"

"No! A light attack of mass won't even reach your target! Unless it's a heavier attack!

That's what Stanville said.

I know Marika's brother well, too.

His gain would be a good weight to break through the strong winds and beat him because he is a hammer.

but......

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!?"

Every single one of us was blown away.

It is still only an error in front of the Warcraft, such as the weight difference at the individual level.

"I figured if you're serious about going through the storm, a sharp spear that reduces air resistance with weight would be best."

But there are still twenty exams, so there will be about one spear in them.

Those kids stick out their spears resolutely and pierce the storm......

"Uhhhhhhh!?"

I knew I was blown away.

After all, it is an error when viewed from a Warcraft, such as the characteristics of a personal level.

It's hard to even stand upright with us watching from the side to the turbulence of the air that reminds us of the big storm.

"Even Zebiantes, the Four Heavenly Kings of the Wind, can't always deploy the turbulence so far...!?"

Comparing the Warcraft to the One-Demon Clan is a fussy story in itself.

Zebiantes, if we were here, we'd be like, 'Don't be with those buckets!' and would cry out.

Warcraft is inherently that level of opponent.

It cannot be countered on a human scale. Because it's just like a natural disaster.

"No! Can't win - huh!?"

"Dear Aranzil, Dear Dariel, help me...!?"

Some of the exams are already turning up the sound and asking for help at the beginning and end.

"Mr. Aranzil!! Let's intervene! Students are not the only ones!!"

"It's Darriel. I'd like to ask..."

"What is it!?"

"Don't you look like him, the fiery dragon who fought in your village the other day?

"Now!?"

Notice that now!?

"Rheebeke! Saleeka! Don't be frightened, excitement! Don't back down, move on!

Those who do not give up the few battles among them.

Three brothers of the example were included in it.

"The way we become A-level adventurers stretches all the way across that bucket of stuff! The intruder just removes it and moves on! Our brothers don't have a way back!!"

"Aniki! You're right!!"

"You can't even go back to the village if you don't make it to A level!!"

Three brothers courageously challenged.

But before a giant, powerful wind dragon, the combination of specialty does not pass either, and it is blown away from the dancing side.

"KUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!?

"Not the way we've fought so far, Aniki!? We need some new hands...!?"

"But it's that easy to think of a new method of warfare……!?"

Looks like the three brothers are getting stuck.

Come on, we really need to take it on...... now the blurry swinging Wind Dragon could collapse in an instant just after turning into an offense!?

"Poor brothers and sisters......!

That's when I heard voices coming from you.

"It's proof that the soul of Lax Village is missing trying to give up the battle to this extent."

Marika!?

Marika, who was supposed to hold back behind me, entered the arrow.

To a conspicuous place where everyone's attention would be drawn, even though they refrained from doing so in a discreet shade.

Look at that. The brothers are confused.

!?

"Huh... Huh? Who!?"

"No way......, maybe but sister!?"

For the first time in nearly a decade, the brothers seemed confused without confidence.

"Huh!? Are you really Marika!? Why are you here?!?"

"Sister, were you so meaty!? Boinboyne!?"

"And what's the object in your chest!? Baby!? Maybe you mean Aunt Atashi!?"

Ignoring his brothers, who are naturally but inexplicably bewildered, Marika exerts the progressivity of going gooey in advance.

"Though I thought I'd keep my mouth shut and watch. I can't overlook your ugliness being passed on as a disgrace to Lax Village. As Mrs. Village Chief. We must prevent the village of Lax from being overlooked."

"Mrs. Village Chief!?"

"Isn't the village chief your father?!?"

"What the hell is going on in Atashi's hometown!?"

In total disregard of the confused brethren, Marika conjures.

"You, Gran, please"

"Yes!?"

Me entrusted Gran to a gruesome gap.

Marika was no longer in complete control of the flow of the field.

Pass Gran to me, two-handed free Marika, and take the tray out of here.

Her Leasal Weapon, Trey.

I mean, boom.

It's supposed to be a tool for putting food on and transporting it from the kitchen to the table, but when Marika has it, for some reason, the use extends beyond that.

"Ha ha!

Marika threw such a tray abruptly.

"Asshole!? Even so, I was immediately blown away by a storm...!?"

That's what everyone thought.

But expectations are overshadowed.

Turbulence changing the direction of the wind like crazy.

But a circular tray thrown off like Frisbee flies with a glaring rotation.

Zunzung through the void as it interrupts between strong and strong winds.

"Why not?!? Why aren't you stirred up by that obfuscated style?!?"

There was definitely an aura in that basin.

Marika has already shown many people how to fight like that.

So I didn't even think I'd be surprised right now...!?

"Marika has completely read through the wind direction...!?"

That's why the tray I threw won't let the wind flow.

Pushing between the wind and the wind, he sometimes flies on a chase wind to the course he's after.

"This has nothing to do with aura manipulation, it's a further skill......! Marika, how can you read such a high wind move...!

"If you're a housewife, it's a natural move to fix it. … Read the direction and intensity of the wind and learn about the shifting weather. You can do that, and you can dry your laundry!

"Really!

The thrown tray broke through the storm zone without difficulty and reached the wind dragon beyond it.

Hit a cutlet around the temple of a dragon.

"Pain...!?"

Still, the opponent was the unity of a transcendental being called a warcraft.

Even if enhanced with an aura, it won't sink in about a stroke of a tray, or anything that sounds damaging.

Still the added aura effect or the bounced tray flew momentously back into Marika's hands.

"Come on, here's the battle! Brave and exciting for enemies like no other, and making the village of Lax widely known!?"

What fight is this?