Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

The dark-haired, golden-eyed young man looked at the forest at dusk with an awful and rugged face.

East of Wang Du, there was a little ghost (goblin) out on the street. I got word from the merchants. Plus, I'm here running horses.

It's my usual job, and a demon named Little Ghost (Goblin) has crusaded dozens of times before.

Check the numbers and the situation, fight, post processing, return to the royal castle. That's all we're talking about.

That's all I'm talking about, but I was supposed to be on vacation today.

Buy lunch, sweets and liquor, grab a new glass of wine, and go to the green tower. So I planned to try Darya and the magic grant to the dagger.

I was looking forward to that for four days now, wondering if maybe I could have an artificial demon sword.

The last three days had been so exhilarating that I smiled as I worked out.

But it is a little ghost (goblin) where it takes half a day on a horse. It only takes a day to get back and forth.

Immediately, I sent an apology and a letter that I would contact you when I returned, so I put out a use for the green tower.

It wasn't the same as usual during the trip on the horse, but as soon as I arrived on the ground, my mood dropped sharply.

A little ghost (goblin) told me to hide a little in the street, and I followed behind it and found a small beginnings settlement midway through the woods.

Probably in the preparatory phase where too many individuals are trying to create new villages. Right next to the street. All this has no other option than annihilation.

Schedules include a day to confirm, a day to attack, a day to reprocess, half a day to return, and too long.

I was terribly frustrated with myself today, even though it has always been the case.

"You can't use fire in that position. The wind and the streets aren't good."

The demon crusaders and their accompanying magicians are staring into the back of the woods with an uncertain face. Every face was dyeing red at sunset.

"I'd say once and for all with water, but you can't flush the settlement itself."

A blue-haired man sighed thinly with a long spear in his hand.

Griselda Lanza, deputy captain of the Demon Crusade Unit.

Grato, the captain, stands by in the king's capital, and this time, it is this Griselda who leads the squad.

As tall as Wolfe is, this one also has a solid body thickness. However, its face is calm and seems to go by even in the name of a civilian.

The area is wooded, the ghost (goblin) settlements in the back are still untidy, and there are multiple rows of tiny dwellings lined up with trees.

If you burn it with fire magic, it will extend to the surrounding area, and wind magic will disturb the trees. I can't even flush away all at once with water magic.

The standard way to do this is to siege the entire settlement and then fight for extermination.

"Lieutenant Griselda, may I have a word?

Griselda opened her eyes only slightly to the fact that a man came who rarely spoke from herself.

"What is it, Volfredo?

"I think we can make a loud noise around the goblin returning to the nest, let it go outside, and then, if we go through the settlement in the vanguard, we can catch the goblin first. What about a simultaneous attack there, and then a siege of the rest?

"Then it does take a short time, but the settlement is a bad road on a narrow. Isn't pioneering dangerous?

"No problem"

I glanced from the front, but there's no slight sway in that golden eye. He seemed to have absolute confidence in the man.

"Wolframe is a rare proposition."

"No, I wish I could do it sooner rather than later."

A glimpse of the direction of the king's capital, Wolfe said. The voiced crew nods loudly.

"Oh, sure. Is it getting cloudy?"

The clouds seem a little heavy above you.

If it rains at night, the camp will be troublesome, and there will be scaffolding problems tomorrow.

Humans weigh heavier than little ghosts (goblins). I just want to avoid getting my feet taken by the mud and assembled by the little ones (goblins).

This brunette has apparently been suggesting so much in anticipation.

"It's a good idea, but who's 'pioneering'?

"I'm the one who said it, so of course I am."

Wolfe says with a face that has no shards of tension.

Griselda nodded and acknowledged, ordering the other red armor (Scarlet Armor) to convey the contents.

The ageing crew narrows their eyes as they drop off the back of a man leaving early.

"Wolframe has grown since he started proposing his own operations."

"Yeah, it's a pleasure. I'd like to have them turn from red armor (scarlet armor) to the side leading the squad..."

Griselda agrees deeply with the crew.

When I was a rookie, I wanted to die, and even if I got used to it a little bit, I couldn't use magic other than physical enhancement. My appreciation of Volfrade wasn't a good idea.

Flipping it over with time and strength was nothing but his irresistible efforts.

I'm not just here to knock down demons, I'm starting to look over (fumble) the squad.

I think Griselda wants to do a good job of that assessment.

Most of all, Wolf has only six letters in his head: "I want to go home soon."

As a result of the meeting, it was decided to coincide with the sunset and carry out an ambush.

In the evening, the youth are stretching politely.

Keep your neck, shoulders, elbows, feet and muscles well extended from top to bottom. Because if you don't, you often hurt your muscles after moving with physical strengthening.

With that sidelined, some of the crew were talking with a whisper.

"Wolfe, I've been laughing strangely lately, but I guess that was something I couldn't help but have power"

"They were on vacation about Wyburn. Today it will mean dissipation in" The Demon Killer. "

"I sympathize with the demons only today."

After finishing the stretch, Wolfe pulled out the long sword and placed the sheath (saya) on the spot.

The act of leaving the sheath is not to be praised as a knight, but I do so because I feel disturbed to run and because the demon broke the sheath in my first appearance.

It is the long sword of supplies that holds the hand, but Wolfe's is dyed black with the blade. Pull it out and it won't reflect on the sunset.

Breathe and wait for the sun to set about the position.

This time the red armor is led by three, Wolfe.

Multiple coppers (whichever) struck hard at the source of the sky, which left a faint redness.

The quiet settlement is surrounded by noise and noise. Check the green little ghost (goblin) that comes out straw, and a short decree flies.

One red armor first, one beat empty, two red armors run.

The man who runs the lead by himself at an unusual speed was like a god.

A little ghost (goblin) came out in the front, slashed away.

There's a kid out on the right, slapped him.

There was a little ghost on the left, why did he slash it?

It's like cutting off a sheet of thin paper, but the sakuri and the black sword move.

Blood splashes (chisels) fly a moment late, but by then, the man's body is already moving forward.

Two red-armed men rushed out a beat behind, already rearward.

Not even the bad scaffolding, only one is horribly fast.

The little ones who tried to jump at me fall in space, turned down by two. And the little shadow that was coming out of the straw, it seemed the earliest pity.

"I don't know which one is the demon then..."

"A clan that came out in search of new heavens and earth and with hope, attacked its village, Wolfe the Demon King."

"Stop it. I don't like being in too much"

While the squad's friends are talking as usual, they pull their swords out of their sheaths and confirm the looseness of their elbows once more.

I have no feelings there.

The usual crusade, the usual movement. Even if death was rolling next to you, if you don't proceed with your normal mind, you're the one who will pass away over there next time.

At the end of the crew's gaze, in front of the running man, an accidental little red ghost (goblin) emerged.

He wears only one long coat and has a magic wand (wand) in one hand.

"Wolf, be careful! Wizard!

Did the voice of someone who screamed reach his ear or not?

I guess the chanting of the Little Devil Instructor (Goblin Wizard) was already over.

Countless arrows of flames pour down on Wolfe.

But in that red rain, the man, instead of slowing down, accelerated.

Its black shadow rushes through the midst of the flames pouring down, flaunting the neck of the little devil mentor (Goblin Wizard).

The man who paved the way for the slaughter finally stopped.

Shake your sword vigorously and drain your blood by the side of the neck of the rolling little demon mentor (Goblin Wizard).

I drew a creeping green straight line on the ground, and that was the signal.

"Assault!"

Other crew members go in at the word of the deputy captain.

It only took a few moments before the end of the annihilation war.

After the battle, the area was surrounded by relaxed air. Eventually, the crew members are moving in to discuss it.

"I'll help you, let's get this over with"

"Wolfe, you were tired of being a pioneer. Get some rest."

"Don't push it, Volfredo."

"It's okay. I finished it as soon as I could."

Wolfe does not even wipe his sweaty forehead, but joins the task of carrying the remains of a little ghost (goblin). The crew stopped me, but I couldn't stand still.

Collect the remains of little ghosts (goblins), and those who can use earthly magic dig holes, and those who can use fire magic burn and bury them. After that I sprinkled a little red wine and prayed with each.

Alive with demons. Still, fighting is more inevitable than not being able to coexist with each other.

When the crusade was over, praying to make a separation was the mastery of the Demon Crusade Squad.

"Well, the only meal I have is a portable meal, but I've got extra wine! Whoever's adding it, come get it!

It will be a camp a little further away to avoid night travel. They finished earlier than planned, so they got quite a bit of extra wine to prepare.

"I'll get it. Wolf's white, isn't he?

"Sorry, I like red today"

"It's unusual for you to be red. Ah, they're going to say the Demon King is still hungry for blood or something..."

"Huh? What are you talking about?

"No, nothing. That's red, I'll get it."

"Well, I'm spreading my cell phone food over here."

Speaking with a smile to his friends in the squad, before the bonfire, Wolfe made a big stretch.

Apparently, he's safe, and he's going to be back in King's Capital by tomorrow.

More than two days off after the expedition. If I could go to the green tower in the meantime - I would have already started thinking about that.

In another bonfire, Griselda and his old crew were drinking wine.

"It's like you're done in danger. All that speed in that scaffold... it feels completely unplugged."

"You've grown the contents, too. I didn't know that Wolfe was going to be able to think and move from operation to time reduction… what a man to look forward to"

The vice captain nodded deeply to a parent-like voice that spoke of the child's growth.

"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to Volfredo's coming up."