Makai Hongi

I am now preaching to the men of Dobroy, who are sitting in their seats.

Dobroy himself is not here. The stretcher took me somewhere.

"Look, what do the strong do with the weak?"

Dobroy's men are magically listening.

What I want to tell you is even simpler.

It's not difficult. Even the inhabitants of the demonic world can fully understand it.

- It is the strong who protect the weak

That's all.

Until now, I don't know if the concept can be understood by the people who have lived believing that "the strong can do anything". So you can repeat it, and I'll be sure to say it.

In the first place, my story itself is a mother's takeover.

I understood that, and I still think it's the right thing to do.

They're going to say it's a childhood stiffness... well, it's also an undeniable part of it.

Just one thing about that lake. I'm not calm enough to laugh through it.

"See!

"" Ha, ha!!

…………

Have you really figured it out?

Before I started preaching, Stomel said "as much," and this isn't my country.

It wouldn't be a good idea to get out too much.

"Don't ever get out of hand about how they treat you. If I lose my hand, I'll hit you twice as hard as my boss!

"...... Huh!!

I made a lot of threats, so this will do.

It's just hard to say any more, and all I have to do is really leave it to the people in this town.

"I want it to be a town to protect the weak."

"Right."

I don't know if you really think so, but Stomel said so, and this case is over.

... but before I left town, I started wandering off again.

Exercise makes you hungry.

"Master Goran, I think he's still growing."

"What, really? I don't know for myself."

We resumed our journey and talked about how long we should eat meshi on our way to the next town.

"It's magic, isn't it? It's up quite a bit compared to when you're on a journey."

"Seriously?

"It's ten times what it used to be," Cyfa told me before I went on my journey.

I was wondering if it had increased that much, but they've increased it again on this road.

"You may want to ask the Demon King about it, too."

Tralzard, the Demon King, has lived quite a long time and seems to be familiar with many things.

Understand the demon world so well that your opinion number is unnecessary, and your strength is the strongest.

He says he's like a multi-hero who can do anything. A demon king, though.

"Right. A lot to ask...... but isn't it time to stop growing magic vegetables?

I'm not as hungry anymore as I used to be.

I was hungry before at 4: 00 or 6: 00, but now I have enough for about five meals a day.

Five meals is more than enough?

"Right. I think it did loosen up."

"Are you getting used to it, I feel my body is finally moving easier lately. Looks like you finally got back to your own body?

Until then, I felt like I wore a piece of skin somewhere.

I felt uncomfortable not knowing from where to where my body was, like I was twitching with rain feathers all over my body, but that's gone too.

"So, Master Goran."

"... hmm?

Stomel looks serious.

On a long journey, I began to see the change in Stomel's expression.

"That shield...... were you sure?

I have the iron shield now.

I didn't want Dobroy of the multi-eyed tribe to have it.

The absorbed magic vegetables also fell out in a few days and are now light enough to hold with one hand.

I travel with a hexagonal stick and an iron shield.

It's both what I got on this journey.

"Well, wouldn't that be nice? Trophies."

Maybe it shouldn't be true, but Dobroy won't even cry "Lost and Taken in Tyman" either. If I did, it would be interesting.

This iron shield is pretty funny, and when I flushed the magic vegetables, I absorbed them all.

Doing so inevitably makes it heavy. I know it's also getting harder, but it's too hard from the start, so I don't know the change.

We're meeting with the Demon King Tralzard, and we may need defense.

At that time, it will help.

... No, I'm not going to fight the Demon King. It's true. I'm warm no matter what.

It's been said for a long time, just in case.

They call it a weapon and armor that won't tip over.

I continued my journey like that, through two or three towns.

And when I stopped starving, I got to the town where Tralzard the Demon King was.

Not that General Melarda was discussing it, but it was just in time because the increase in magic stopped as I got to town.

"We sent our men to the castle, so we'll wait at the inn"

"Hmm."

"I think it will take a few days for the Demon King to see it, so I think we will wait at the inn until then"

"I see."

"Please don't cause problems."

"Absolutely."

………………

Stomel looks at me suspiciously for some reason.

"Dear Golan, what are you calling for right now?"

Is that a quiz? No, that's an easy quiz to answer.

"It's Dragon Scale armor."

I'm supposed to look like a dooya right now. I haven't seen Stomel come up with such an easy quiz yet.

"... well suited"

"Right? It's the treasure of the Del Pune."

"The shining scales on your chest belong to contemporary chiefs, don't they? I was sobbing and sewing."

"The chief's devotion made me lose my mind."

…………

That's the Devil King's knee.

Before I got here, I got lost in a dragon settlement.

The Del Pune attacked us to eat and kill us, so we got our armor.

Anything. This was incomplete, like armor to be completed using only the scales of the Supreme Warrior.

He hastily completed it as I traveled.

In the breast of the chief who came to see me off, there were traces of scaling. Thank you, thank you.

"So don't worry"

I only put my thumb up in my fist grip.

"Is it a request for approval"

"Where did you learn that word?"