Manowa

◎ Dragon ship cargo compartment over Hyvern

"Sorry for suddenly pushing you"

A young member of the Dragon Ship Authority answers Louise's words with a seemingly "no" illumination.

Wind sounds and Louise were currently coming to the entrance to the cargo compartment of the dragon ship. Louise hung up with the dragon ship authorities on board as a demon hunt, and negotiated to be able to check his luggage under surveillance. Only Louise, the devil hunter, and the wind noise that could discern the devil were the most passed into the cargo bay.

"And you don't know what's in the world to talk to a bunch of white people directly."

Apparently, one of the two escorted officials was watching the wind noises play out at the big fight earlier. Nevertheless, what that young bureau member is seeing now was Louise's violent stuff. It's only a flicker, but it's hard to deceive a man's mixed glances of greed. I noticed the wind noise instantly as well, but I'm not willing to say anything because Louise is in a provocative position. I guess he's playing with young officials. Most importantly, the other one doesn't seem interested in that and looks inside the cargo bay.

"Well, whatever your leader is, I'm not very active."

"No, at the Grand Martial Arts Club, I hear you've done a lot for the demon opponent."

The officer returns it to Louise in a tone that is not particularly absurd. In the first place, it is also because of its arms that it was put through here.

"So what do we do?"

"For once, we'll cooperate in exploring, but it's just hard to check the contents of your luggage."

A young bureau member is followed by a middle-aged bureau member who tells him so.

"Hey. Kazane, what do you think?

"Yeah. You're stronger than when you're up there. It stinks enough to assure you it's not a mistake anymore."

"Then why don't you let me show you to the smell anyway? I'll put an escort on."

That's what Louise called the Lightning Sphere, whilst generating a buzzing sound. The locals are surprised at the solidification of the blue light that is discharging it, but the wind sounds naturally don't move.

"I'm getting used to it."

"Sort of. If you can't use it when you need it, you're in trouble."

With that said, Louise separates the Lightningsphere into three parts and patrols around us so that we can also deal with sudden ambushes. Seeing it, the wind murmurs, "I can do something clever."

"Let's do our best to find him."

And the wind noise leads Louise and concentrates her nose.

"There's all kinds of smells mixed up."

There seemed to be several people who managed the food, weapons, materials, and zoning areas, such as whether to use it for livestock or demons. Some areas seem to be packed with strange warehouses and bags, but the source of the smell is not there.

"In the back, I guess."

The smell is slight, but it does. And as I move on, I notice Louise in Sole.

"Oh, what is this?

That was white wrapped luggage. Seeing what that Louise points out, the wind noise makes his nose Sung Sung.

(The smell... I guess I'm out of here)

Check that the white envelope is torn close to the floor by the wind noise. And I knew the wind sounded the same as the smell that drifted.

(sealed curse cloth...... same technique as the devil hunting one? You're gonna do it)

And Louise understood that the cloth that was wrapped in it was demon-sealed, which she also used, and let her anger dwell in its eyes. But hold on to that feeling. Louise asks the wind.

"Kazane, is there a bad smell coming out?

"Hey. The cloth that seals this smell, it looks like it was eaten by a rat."

"Oh, I get out sometimes. You must be confused because it carries all sorts of things."

That's what a young station officer answers to the words of wind noise.

"I also have a magic kit for rats, but it doesn't really work."

The wind noise only strikes a gavel at the officer's words and speaks the conclusion on the spot.

"Looks like they're tightly locked in a crate in the cloth, but this is a black potion."

"To? Black?... this, all of it?

There is a wind noise in the words of the young station officer. Young bureaucrats have already been contacted through the Adventurer Guild about the Black Potion embargo. Even though it is, Chinchclin in front of him says that everything piled up like this mountain is.

"No. But what's here, Mr. Nazareth?

A young bureau member is a colleague, I saw a faculty member named Nazareth.

"That's a problem. Clark, I'm on guard here, so I'm gonna go with you guys and check the shipper and shipping address for this package."

Nazareth takes the paper stranded next to the white wrap and passes it to a young station officer named Clark.

"Ah, yes. Ok. So why don't you and Louise go back upstairs, too?"

"Kazane, are there any signs of movement inside?

"Yeah. It's quiet."

It's a black potion that probably would have come from the devil, but at the moment it didn't look like it was moving at all.

"Why are you carrying this on a dragon ship anyway?"

"If the source of the drug is Soldard, as we talked about it, it's harder to export directly to Minciana now."

"Oh, I see," Louise also convinced Clark of his words.

"So I tried to carry this to Minciana via the Heyvern and the Dragon Ship."

I also had to contact Yuko's sister about the wind noise... so I tried to leave the cargo bay.

And there was a sound of a pacifier.

The three of them turned to the sound.

"Mr. Nazareth?

Clark's voice sounded like a ravaged wind. And at the end of the gaze of the wind noise was Nazareth, and in his hand was a white mask.

"Mr. Louise, what's that?

To the sound of the wind, Louise does not respond and flies the lightning sphere that was floating in the universe to Nazareth.

"Gah!?

Nazareth falls screaming at lightningsphere lightning strikes and a white mask rolls down to the floor.

"Kazane, get the mask!

"Yup!!

A wind noise runs out on Louise's words.

"Ha, it's too late."

In that, Nazareth stuck to the floor, but smiled and said so. And there's the sound of a baccarat and something cracking out of the white wrap.

"What is it, that?

Clark turns his face bright blue and raises his voice. Louise was the one who wanted to know the answer to that question, but it was going to come right out of the wrap.

"The mask is a water call, just to activate... and"

"Colour!?

running wind sounds but 'intuition' worked, stopping on the spot,

"No, damn it!

Bacans and crates in the wrap are destroyed and something black pops up. The wind sounds deflected in the backstep, but Sole's aim was the white mask falling, not the wind sounds, and the nazareth nodding on the spot.

"Gu?"

And with the face of incredibility, Nazareth sees things piercing her own chest.

"Me... my life... my beauty... goop!?

The black liquid-like sole that took in the white mask that was falling through Nazareth's body, and sucked Nazareth's body fluids away. It didn't take a few seconds for Nazareth to die like a mummy as it was.

"What, that?

The sound of the wind dampens my mouth to the way it is. I've never faced a man's death, but that way of being killed right in front of me is just fine.

"Demon Hilko......"

Louise mouths bitterly on the side.

"Like when Mr. Genzo?

"Sounds like you're not running wild like a big fight. Maybe the mask controls it."

"Then should I break the mask?

The wind sounds like that, but countless bumpy and small-sized masks appear on the surface of the demon Hilco.

"Why, multiple?

The wind sounds screaming, but Louise realizes that one of those faces belongs to as much Nazareth as she did earlier.

(No way, who is that potion...)

A miserable imagination passes behind Louise's brain.

"Come on!

Shortly after he spoke of the imagination, however, the demon Hilko ran toward him with countless hands and feet out of his slime-like black body.