Makai Hongi

I woke up in a landscape room.

"I guess it's a beautiful style to say 'I don't know ceiling' here"

I'm being put to sleep on the bedside.

Apparently, I'm alive.

I moved it slowly in turn from my right arm. Move properly.

No abnormalities in both hands and feet.

Inhale heavily and exhale slowly.

I have dull pain in my abdomen.

"... a trail of being beaten up"

Every time I breathe, it hurts like a bump.

That Baba, he was willing to kill me.

I got roared and couldn't move.

If I hadn't jumped up with my magic buildup on my legs then, they would have sucked the magic buildup in my body and died.

A body strengthening system like mine, if you run out of magic vegetables, your stubbornness falls considerably.

I don't even think I could stand it in that state.

After I escaped, when I was hit, I did it back, and I stood up to him with a deep sea dragon's machete and a hexagonal stick, but that's no good.

I don't feel like I can take it down.

I did my best, but I know Tralzard didn't mean it.

If they had done everything in their power, they would have vanished without leaving any shards.

Or so, my attack won't kill you.

"I mean, if you fight the Demon King, you're sure to lose"

That's the Demon King. I can't find a way to attack him.

Down the bunk, stand on both feet.

I think you lived a lot. On the other hand, how dare you?

The magic vegetables in your body have decreased, but you will recover little by little if you eat.

More than that, I want to know where this is.

"... I think it's in the castle."

I went out in the hallway, but I don't know where. It's not much wider.

It wasn't on the road between this passage, the holding room or the lookout.

We proceeded down the hallway and found the stairs. Of course it goes up.

There was also another staircase on the upper floor.

"Let's go up to where we can go."

I think it's in the castle, but I don't see anyone up the stairs.

While I thought it was strange, I finally found someone walking appropriately.

"Hey!"

When I approached him on the call, his opponent was the Sand Armor (Sagai) clan.

The Sand Armor tribe looks close to Sand Golem.

The Golem species are difficult to communicate with, or the Sand Armor clan is close to us.

"Are you new?"

Weird things were said.

"Newbie? What's that?"

"You don't know where this is?

"Oh, I almost got killed in a glance with the Demon King. I fought back, but if I lost my mind and realized it, I'd be here. So what is this place?

I briefly explained, is this not a situation where you can't complain if you get caught?

The Sand Armor clan put their arms together to show their troubled sleigh.

"... I don't know, that's it. Being here would be the order of the Demon King. I guess we can talk about it."

"Hmm? Is this a secret?

"This is on castle property. That's the most terminal building. It's commonly known as the Operation Conference Tower."

"Operation conference tower? Sounds like a very important place."

What if the staircase up there was because this is the tower?

"Important? This place is fake, and it's not important."

Now I put my arms together and thought.

Do we need a "fake ops conference tower" or something in the castle?

If there is a fake, there must be a real one.

A real operation conference...... an operation?

"Could it be a military countermeasure? But did you say Nanakay Seitley?"

"Oh, yeah. Do you still know? This is supposed to be a tower to protect it…"

"Why am I here?

"Know what? Either way, I have your permission to get out of here."

"... Oh, my God"

Now I know why a Sand Armor man called me new.

Without your permission, you can't go in here.

Once you get in, you can't leave without the permission of the Demon King... isn't this imprisonment?

"Familiar ceiling."

It's been three days since I came to the fake ops conference tower.

Apparently, the sand armor man is called Yoruba.

Four others live in this tower.

I'm the sixth, but I don't care about that.

The perimeter of the building is surrounded by walls, but we're likely to be able to escape. It's just...

"If you run, they'll come after you."

In one word, I thought of it.

I also thought about getting away and getting busted when the chaser came, but if eventually the Demon King or comparable showed up, I wouldn't get away with it.

Decide to be adulterous until the situation settles.

I asked him a lot because there are people who bring meshi, but this is also empty.

He says he doesn't know anything, and even if he does, he can't tell me.

Jorba tells me that the Demon King is given an operation by a military master at this tower.

If someone looks into the military teacher, they say the rumor is getting to their ears.

The Demon King also visits this tower in secret, which adds credibility.

In fact, they don't even know where or how Yoruba is getting the measures from the military master.

"It's supposed to be that Seitley lives on the top floor, but it's not actually used. Sometimes it's like we're having a drink there."

And Yorba and the others are guards of the military master Seitley. Somehow they recognize me as the new guy.

"Is there a guy coming to attack this place?

"There he is. You're about alone every few years. The demon king Reeguard's men are never tired of coming after us."

The escorts are all strong, including Yoruba.

They say intruders kick ass easily.

By Seitley's measures, the Demon King Rieguard has been sipped boiled water many times, and he's pretty serious about it.

But the assassination has failed.

The reason is the structure of this building.

The regular path can be quite overstretched, but knowing the inside, it can be shortcut quite easily.

That way we can ambush or pinch our enemies.

"This tower is very well made."

"That's what a military teacher thought. So is the formation of the army. Teachers have arranged all the selection methods, training methods, and race-appropriate formations."

"Was that the same with selection and training?"

Speaking of which, I thought it would have been sophisticated if it had been in the demonic world.

That's just what they say about a military teacher.

That alone makes a huge contribution to the country.

"You see how I hide my existence, don't you?

"Oh, yeah"

Well, without a military teacher, then the strength of the country will change.

That's the demonic realm of the brain muscle population.

I can snort trying to protect a military teacher, and I can tell trying to take him down from a military teacher.

A military teacher can be said to be the key man of war.

Two more days like that, I was here.

The wound on the tralzard also healed, and now I was wondering what I was going to do, a change appeared.

The demon king is coming to this place.

"Finally. I guess you can hear the wax I'm in here too. If it's a weird reason, I'll punch you in the face."

There is also a grudge that almost killed me.

Okay, well, what excuses jump.

I waited for the Demon King to come as I lengthened my neck.