Legend

That time when the date already begins to change. In the Bornter mansion in a painting of the aristocratic district, we are about to welcome the climax of the commotion that has just happened this time.

From the reception room, Cold and Minas were literally blown to the garden. Ray and Seto were confronted so that they could meet opposite each other.

"... you..."

That, Ray unwittingly raises his voice in front of the two facing each other.

Cold, Minas, and just enough to destroy the wall, there was no reason why the robe that covered it was intact, and everything was torn and its contents were visible.

Or maybe it would have been a different story if it was a magic item, like the dragon robe Ray was wearing, but the Cord and Minas robes were really just robes to keep that body out of the eye.

Why such a robe was needed was obvious when you saw it emerge from within that robe.

The skin on Cold's face is crustacean, which is also like a crab or something. In that shell-covered face, only eyes are human eyes, not those of things like crabs and shrimps, which make them unnecessarily disgusting. Compared to such a cord, we can say that Minas still manages to be closer to man. However, the face was still foreign. Because there were about four tactile objects growing from the forehead, and the ears were huge by about 30 cm. Still, its appearance leaves enough shadow of a human woman unlike Cold's.

Of course, to the extent that ordinary people would find themselves in a state of panic if they met Minas at night, they would still be human apart, but it was better compared to Cold, whose entire face was covered in crustacean shells.

"... a monster? Or are you a sub?... No, I see"

It was Ray, who glances slightly at the appearance of the two, but eventually anticipates what the two in front of him say they are.

(Elaine said the Bestian Empire simplified the ritual of inheritance. I mean, is that what these guys are?

Ray observes Cold and Minas whining inside.

Compared to Elaine, who officially performed rituals on the altar of inheritance, the presence in front of her just seems to have stopped being human already, no matter how she sees it.

Something like a human and a monster mate at best.

"What's up? Were you afraid of what we looked like?

Cold opens his mouth and asks in a flat voice with no emotions.

(I didn't know human language could speak fluently while I quit humans that far)

I smile at my mouth waving the death size I was holding, even as I think that way in my heart.

"No way. I was just surprised because the contents of the robe were unexpectedly human."

"You think we're human?

"Oh. I was wondering if you had a more monster stained face."

"Have you ever seen a warcraft soldier other than us?

Ray unexpectedly frowns in his heart at Cold, who tells him as bewildered.

(Warcraft soldiers would be the names of those who received a simple ritual of inheritance. But from what I'm saying, should I see that the Warcraft soldiers and their numbers are quite complete?)

"Well, I don't know. Even if I was seeing a warcraft soldier other than you, what would I do if I heard that?

"... what? What does that mean?

"That's a little dull. Is that also what made you a Warcraft soldier? I'm telling you, it wouldn't make sense for you to hear it from me or Seto."

"You're out of your mind. You think we, the Warcraft, are just human beings behind you? Even if there's a Griffon of Rank A monsters, the only thing you're looking for is a monster. Monster power and human wisdom. Combining those two, we are not the enemies of the Warcraft."

It was minus to say it back in an unpleasant way to Ray's words, but still I guess we are more alert to Griffon, who is more than we are. I am reacting with my gaze whenever Seto wanders slightly.

"Seto, I'll take care of Minas. To extract information, or because I want to hand over the Warcraft soldiers and their actual objects to Uncle Larks Borderline, if I can, I need you to disable them alive.... but only if you can. If there's any danger to you, I don't mind killing you. Somehow there's no more of a postgella in the sense of a source."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

Seto accepts by ringing small in the back of his throat at at Ray's words. Cold glances at the exchange without floating his emotions, and Minas glances uncomfortably at him.

"Apparently you're looking sweetly at the very existence of a warcraft soldier. Fine, me and Cold will crush that unfounded confidence."

Whimpering or no, minus taking off the robe he was wearing. Coming out of under it was like a Lizardman covered with scales all over his body. All of its body was covered in scales, but this one around its chest and hips left a woman's face as well as her face. That's why it stimulates the physiological aversion of those watched by purple tentacles growing two at a time from both shoulders.

"Is battle inevitable? Then I can't help it."

Cold groans, too, and takes off his robe. What appeared there was like a mixture of crabs and humans, unlike Minas, who were still in human form, even if covered in scales. Both arms are strong and reminiscent of crabs and crabs, with three purple tentacles growing from the flank, left and right, each similar to those grown from Minas' shoulders. The lower body had nearly 20 tentacles with suction cups, like squid and octopus, and what could be described as legs, each with a sea urchin.

That, Ray, frowns unexpectedly at the appearance of an anomaly beyond expectation.

Speaking of the ritual of inheritance that Ray himself saw with his eyes, it was carried out by Elaine using the demonic stones of the Enchanted Dragon, and the figure of Elaine, which ended until she said that the ritual was not entirely safe, did not look different from before the ritual was carried out.

(Says I've simplified that ritual of inheritance... but as far as I can tell, it's pretty close to something else)

Ray whines inside and sets up a death size. Next to it is Seto, who is still about to jump to Minas.

"Hate and I have a lot of business tomorrow. Let's get this over with."

"We're going to finish that life today. You won't have to worry about tomorrow."

Cold returns a flat voice with no emotion, as always, to the words of provocation unleashed from Ray's mouth just because he is superior in character.

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

"Come on, cat. Even if you say it's a Rank A monster, it's a monster. The wisdom of men and the ability of monsters. It was about 20 years early to deal with us Warcraft soldiers who got these two."

Minas to roaring Seto with his will, with scaly hands.

And...

"Ha!

First of all, just a preemptive blow, Ray kicks the ground and shrinks the distance from Cold to shake down the death size.

……

Cold moves and retracts the countless legs growing in his lower body the moment he turns his gaze towards Ray, who is approaching him, and sees the death size that will be swung down. But...

Flying slaughter!

Slash that activates the Flying Slash skill with a blow that returns a swung blade and is flown. The blow just stops the movement for a moment of surprise, and as a result, he decides that avoidance is impossible and sticks his hands forward.

Gimp!

Instead of the methyl, the sound sounds just like metal sounds to the surroundings......

"Sorry to hear that."

Whimpering in a flat voice, Cold unravels the two-handed structure that prevented the flying slaughter.

"I see, apparently, that wax is pretty sturdy. But if you can't do it with a flying slash, there's still a lot to do. Did I rather say Warcraft or something? I'm just the right person to train to deal with guys like you."

"... your overconfidence will destroy you. No, it's the end of my life here anyway. Use it as you please."

(At Vel's time, those purple tentacles were preventing the attack. Looks like the same tentacles you saw then... well, there's a difference between holding it by hand like a magic item or something and growing directly from your body... didn't prevent a flying slash, no couldn't? then……)

"Huh!"

Ray throws the knife he took out of the mystering and then tries to follow it to reduce the distance from the Cold again.

"Something meaningless."

He whines and plays a knife that comes toward his torso using tentacles growing from his flank. But that was all Ray did as he expected. And I was already done with my next move beyond what I expected.

Flying slaughter!

Death size that is aimed at the moment the knife is played and swing down again. And from there, the slaughter was skipped...

Slash!

Tentacles that had just played the knife would not prevent the flying slash released by Ray. Three tentacles growing from Cord's left flank would be summed up and slashed.

"Here you go, eat this too!

Death size wielded with that word. Having seen the motion, Cold distorts his face, albeit slightly, to the pain of being slashed off his tentacles, but also his lips. Whatever you do, the crust that covers your arms is sturdy. In previous combat experience, swords, spears, or bows. At the end of the day, eating axes and hammers couldn't scratch one, because many of them were more destroyed by weapons.

(I'm pretty sure what I have to say about this ray or something is a magic item. Then you won't be able to destroy the weapon. But it doesn't mean my shell will be destroyed.)

That's what I decided, Cold, but Ray's aim wasn't the upper body covered in sturdy shells to see from the start.

It was already too late when I realized that. The Death Size, which was supposed to have been shaken, disappeared from Cold's view, and at the next moment he had been cut off about 10 of the tentacles growing from his lower body.

"Huh!?

Of the tentacles in his lower body, he lost the majority. Instinctively, Cold uses his remaining tentacles to kick the ground wide and retreat to the rear.

(Stupid. tentacles of the lower body so easily)

No matter how many times I've fought as a Warcraft soldier before, I didn't remember having my lower body tentacles severed so far at a time.

Of course there were quite a few who came after the tentacles of the lower body that seemed soft, knowing that they had no teeth on their shells in previous battles. However, it does look like a tentacle that can be cut lightly, but because it is protected by a liquid that should also be called a protective mucus that is secreted, it should not be able to exert its cutting power with a parallel blade. Yet this was also an unexpected development for Cold to be lightly cut off nearly half of his tentacles.

"It's not like your tentacles are more defensive than your upper body tentacles."

Ray shakes the death size sharply and squeals as he bounces the adhesive seemingly liquid on the blade to the ground.

……

The word was exactly the same for Cold as the Proclamation of Death. Because Ray's offense, which is hostile to himself, means it's even better than it is now.

"Well, I checked the solidity of the shell. I also found out more or less about the tentacles of the torso and lower body.... Do you still have any means of attack? If not, it's time to end this fight."

"... I don't want you to lick the existence of a warcraft soldier."

Returning that to Ray's words, it's Ray's turn, not Cold, to open his eyes the next time. Somehow, a new tentacle grew in about 10 seconds from the tentacle wound that should have been slashed away.

"I see. Do you have the ability to play?"

Ray frowns in his heart as he groans.

(Crab-like crustaceans. Three tentacles at a time from the flank. And the lower body is tentacles like squid or octopus feet.... What monster demon stone did you perform the ritual of inheritance with? As far as I can tell, there are no monsters with these traits. Then you simply used a monster demon stone I don't know... or)

Ray observes the Cold while setting the Death Size.

(Regarding the purple tentacles growing from the flanks, given that Ver used similar magic items, it was probably embedded in the aftermath or something like that. Then crab-like crustaceans and squid and octopus-like tentacles. What we have in common is a sea creature.... Well, fine. It would be the role of Uncle Larks' men to look into the area in detail, not me)

"Sure, its regenerative ability surprised me, but the only thing that regenerates is its lower body tentacles.... Didn't I?

The inquiry was some kind of bluff. But if you say it's completely false, it's not. Because somehow the tentacles on the lower body and the crust on the upper body looked obviously different. It was simply a question of thinking about it, but Cold moves his expression just a little. And that was enough answers for Ray.

"Apparently you're right. Then I don't care!

Spit away sharply, Ray kicks the ground and shrinks his distance from Cold.