Makai Hongi

"Meet the Demon King? What the hell is going on with you?

I wanted to get some more information from this guy, but no more.

"Shut up."

When I skipped the kill, the outline of the man blurred.

It melted and nearly disappeared as it was, so I accidentally snapped a man.

I didn't feel a beating on my body at all, and I remembered the illusion that I stuck my hand in a sticky liquid.

"What? Hey, there you go."

The man says...... he's slammed against the wall, he's stuck. It spreads amoebically and is quite creepy.

It would be splatter if it was red, although it is good because it has a light blue color.

"Dear Goran, he is a Germanic."

"Yeah? You've never heard of it. What kind of race?

Today is the day to hear all the rare race names.

"Seems determined, but I've heard you can be indefinite with special skills"

"You're like a relative of Slime.... I might have changed my face with that special skill."

Race traits are good for detectives to possess special skills that can become amorphous.

I used to read a comic book about a man with seven faces, but he seems to be the one who can do that with vegetables.

"Normally an attack doesn't do much damage."

"It's working, this."

I think he's fainting.

"There must have been an exorcism on the earlier attack. So what did this man do?"

"They checked out the Seitley of the Nanakay tribe, which seems to be a military teacher in this country. The plan was to give him the information and make him assassinate him."

"Are you a military teacher? I'm only a rumor too... rumors exist within the military, but I've never actually heard of seeing them"

"I guess you're purposefully flushing the true and false weaves. I need to ask him more than that, how do we detain him?"

"There are a variety of restraint tools in the guard's stuffing. In this case, should I even put it in Tarai and tie it up? Even if it's indeterminate, it's going to have limits."

"I'm just gonna interrogate you, and that's it. I'm gonna get it for my dad at the inn for a second."

Germanic men don't stick to walls and even get picky.

I went downstairs and asked for Tarai.

My father flew right behind me and lent me one tarai that I use for laundry.

Take it and go upstairs and flap it against the wall.

"You're deluded and disgusting... the rope would have been in your luggage. Take that."

When I applied the rope to Tarai, I was able to make a drawing that was just eight equal parts.

"I guess this is it."

"I think it's okay. You won't be able to escape through the gap. If you seem to resist, I think you should attack with a magic vegetable on it."

"I see.... which"

When I put the magic vegetarian on him and slapped him, he wanted a "um, replacement" sleep. What a sticky one.

Beating him with a little more magic, he woke up properly this time.

Are you awake?

"You, what the hell? And hey! It's tied!

"Oh, they let me tie you up. If you try to escape, it's gonna be terrible, so you better watch out."

"You, betrayal. You betrayed me? Then they'll be after you for the rest of your life. The traitor dies in vain."

When I woke up, I woke up. Shut up.

"Betrayal or nothing, originally I had nothing to do with it. You made a mistake."

"Heh? I made a mistake... do you have such a stupid story! It was dried with the mouth of the bag down."

"That's not mine. The luggage holder was putting food in it, but it was dirty, so I washed it and dried it."

"Who aren't you from this country?

"I'm coming to this country for a reason. So I came to this town to meet the Demon King. It has nothing to do with your assassination."

"Then why did you say you were half a merchant when we first met? Isn't it strange that you know that coder?"

"I should have thought about it a little more and decided on the coding. It's a coincidence that I answered. I don't sell fights, but I buy all the fights I sell. I mean, it's only half the selling and buying. Half the merchants aren't wrong about that."

"What the...!?

The man nodded.

"Well, shall we ask this question? Your qualities, your outlines of the plan, how you keep in touch with Nehyol."

"I'm not saying, you don't!

"It's okay, 'cause it hurts"

This has been a good practice to get your hands on and magic vegetables on.

After about a hundred rounds of damage, he talked to me pepper. Well, it felt like I liked to talk from the start.

The man's name is Embrio. They're living a life of exploring information upon request.

He also shared information about the country and town where Embrio lived and his people. I can't even verify it, so I don't know if it's true or false.

And this plan.

Exploring the Nanakays seems to be Nehyol's instruction, and as soon as he thought he could finally make a consolidated report, he was told to execute the assassination plot.

The new request supports the assassination while contacting the "mercenary behind" to give him information.

"I didn't think there was such a coincidence because they only taught me the town and the codes to meet."

Now, we're talking about who was the voice speaker, but I have an idea about that.

He would be the guy from the Underworld Monkey (Meiyen) clan who stunned him with belly bread.

I'm putting him to bed in his room, so you can verify him later.

If you're here to make contact with your client, you won't run away.

Now, why are these people in this hand doing the family business behind them?

There are people out there who are judged to be too rough on an individual or racial basis, or to be used as soldiers by violating orders, etc.

The battle-based race really specializes in battle.

They're the only ones who can live in military service.

If the military tells me I don't need it, I'll eat it up pretty easily.

Inevitably, you will take it from others, but when you stand out, you are not welcome to be sent to the army.

Simple stories, assassinations, robberies, assassinations. Take on what is illegal and start making money.

And where the key Nehyol is.

"I don't know. If it's true. I can't contact Master Nehyol from here. Before you know it, you'll be flattered, and you won't be telling them anything."

and.

Apparently, waiting in a Germanic settlement isn't going to make it easy for me to see you.

"I see... well, I could ask you something, okay? Stomel."

"What is it, Master Goran"

"I was wondering if you could run with me"

"Is this the guard's stuffing station"

"Yes, please."

"... ok. I'll be there again (...)"

I heard a lament from inside Tarai that it was "such a biocide," so I beat him up.