Maou no Hajimekata

"... is this...?

The next time he woke up, Oul was being put to sleep in a room in a dungeon he didn't remember. The walls, the floors, the ceilings, and the awful smell, as you might say at last, are completely different from the dungeons that Oulu manages.

On his back lying lay something like a skin, and he felt a willingness to soothe the stiffness and coolness of the stone floor even slightly. Most importantly, the effort was almost pointless.

"Sigikev, viv, k?

Turning to unfamiliar words and voices, the entrance to the room...... would be a door replacement, turning a coarse cloth, a dark-haired girl came in.

A young girl with straight brunettes stretched out to her shoulders. When I was a year, would it be something like sixteen or seven? Black eyes like obsidian stare at the oul. But Oulu's gaze was above those eyes... towards her forehead.

Because there was a little horn growing out of it.

"You saved my life?

Footsteps I heard before I passed out. I think that was just about her weight. She's probably the one who put me to sleep in this crude duvet, too. Though not in perfect physical condition, it was much better than it had been before I fell.

"Salide, viv, noik, syxe, nim, saladebi, m"

The girl has a troubled look and answers that. Strange language I've never even heard of. The separation of syllables is as if it were different from any language Oulu knows. Even the Yamato language of the land that separated the ocean far away was a little more understandable.

"... oul"

Oul puts his hand on his chest and, yes, tells him his name.

"Oulu."

"Ooh...... L"

Again to the bewildered girl, she muttered imitating the sound whether she had guessed the intention.

"What about you?

Make sure to point your palm at it and ask.

"... Floro"

Girl...... Floro replied so after a slight cruise. For one thing, you can think that now we know each other's names.

"Ognasal Pramal Satsuseaik!"

That's when I heard a frustrated man coming from outside the room.

"Sez!"

Floro replies and leaps out of the room to be bounced.

"Oulu. Eite, Ik, Alokna, Utsel"

On the brink of it, I glanced at Oulu and said something. Probably means stay here or something.

"Nuno, Lutzsjam"

"Ognasalpram syrafivnoik! Jutsnozyl lapelp!

The man's voice heard from the next room was a terrible sword screen, and Floro's voice about it was modest but clear. This is the voice of what we serve, Oul thought.

I don't know if Floro is the wife, daughter or servant of the man who's yelling. But in any case, it seems certain that Floro is in a position to force obedience.

Oul makes sure he sticks to the wall and peeks into the next room. And the line called daughter disappeared, I thought.

What was yelling was a fat middle-aged man who looked nothing like Floro. The color of the hair and the color of the eyes are not the same as Floro's, and most importantly, there are no horns growing on its forehead.

"Nigiz Savopeniv! Ognasalpram!

The man reprimands Floro for something and shakes his arm up. Something like a blue, shining whip appeared in that hand, and the man waved it toward Floro.

"Stop."

That's on the verge of hitting Floro's body, Oulu stops grabbing the man's arm.

"Oruite, iksatsuseoik!?

The man opens his eyes as surprised and stares at Floro.

Looking at the look on his face, Oul wondered, well, what was wrong with him.

I accidentally cracked it and went in, but the situation is full of things I don't know.

Floro may or may not have had enough reason to be whipped. If this guy doesn't even know what kind of opponent he is to Floro, how much back this guy might have.

Doesn't look like much, but if this man was an adult, he could also destroy Oul's body if he was badly hostile.

─ ─ Then.

"Ovalksuitik, nokarbnaivgire......!

The words of a man calling something abruptly interrupt. Because his obese body lifted Oul's hand away into the air.

"Sa, sarafivnoik!? Oyte, iksatsuseoik!?

The man rambles in panic, but there's no way he can get off to the ground with that either.

Invisible Labyrinth (Rabulinthos). Dungeon Cube, a magical weapon created by Oulu and a minimal dungeon. Its invisible exterior was wrapping up and lifting the man.

Dungeon Cubes are not able to move heavily quickly, like attacking opponents directly. But I was able to slowly surround the target like a serpent and tighten it. And that power is not such that it can be removed by human force.

"O...... oul, salafivnoik?

Floro asks terribly, but Oulu ignores it and glances at the man and says:

"Ognasalpram"

I don't know what that word means. But it was supposed to mean cursing. That was because it was a word the man had thrown at Floro many times since earlier.

"Ognasalprami, M., Satsuseoichikuk!?

The man turns bright red and yells. I guess it meant terribly insulting to him. Otherwise, people don't use it as a curse.

"Sez."

Oul answered in a slow tone. This is probably a yes. I was using it when Floro replied. Because it is likely to be a polite answer as it is, Oul tells her to sound disrespectful with a look that makes a fool of her special opponent.

"Nunnigvellum! Nivsogitulomim! Jovalkussatsayvey......!

In front of the man who yells and complains, Oul put his hand up and made him try to make a gesture of squeezing his fingertips so that he could hold something. Link it up and put pressure on the dungeon cube that binds the man.

The man showed a rush to the sensation of being able to tighten his gizzards, his hands and feet, and his neck.

"Eulfrirov! Nerpslamnev!

The man yells to order something.

"Utslav! Nornuitiksek, Floro!

But when I realized that Oul was not responding and tightening it further, I yelled at Floro. The time to rely is very slow. That means Oul doesn't have to be his wife or daughter, and he gets a hit. If there is a relationship of trust - if that is one-sided - people rely on it sooner.

"Oulu! Utslav!

Try to stop Floro by making sure he hugs him in Oulu's arms. But the dungeon cube is not moving with Oulu's arms. It was more of a waste of action than an unwillingness on the part of Oulu to stop.

"Utslav...... nigsek......"

The man's tone weakens rapidly and sounds like a request. Even if the words were different, what this hand man said was the same, and Oul raised his eyebrows and inquired.

"" Nigsek "?

I don't know what words mean. But I just know that's not a 'plea' yet. The man is still 'ordering'.

"Satepi, mi, seclovnob......"

The man 'pleaded' powerlessly after distorting his expression to humiliation for a moment. Oul nods contentedly, slightly leaking a grin. The man's body was slightly relaxed and it was found that he had appeased.

"Floro. Are you hurt?

And Oul turned back to Floro and asked her to be particularly gentler.

"Um...? Nigi, Nerprov, Svopi, V, K......?

A man raises a strange voice. But Oul ignored it. Increase tightening while ignoring.

"Idonetau, Rovnob! nigitemezlovnob! satepnodrapim! Satepnodrapim!"

Is it angry complaining or begging for life that a man screams? I felt like the latter could be imagined from my voice, but Oulu ignored it thoroughly, and was not interested as a fact.

"Oulu...... nimi, pref, lovnob?

Floro tells Oulu something, modestly. Well, it would be about helping a man.

"Sez! Nimiprev!

Oul turns his gaze to the man who summons him again.

"Shut up."

In a flat voice, I just told him so. I can't exchange any emotions or interests, I'm not even angry or frustrated, the kind of voice I tell you about my livestock.

"A..."

The face of a man who thought Oulu was unwilling to save himself was dyed blue. And as it was, he fell and stopped moving. They sealed the pulse and stunned it.

"Nig, sigitromi, v, k?

Horrible approaching the man who put him down on the ground, Floro asks. 'Did you kill him' or something like that?

"No. I didn't kill him."

Oulu has no idea how much back shield a man has or how dangerous it is to be hostile. So there was only one way to stop a man.

It's about breaking your heart thoroughly, with fear.

Oul touches the man's head and seals his memories before he realizes it. Oul returned to the next room before the man woke up with a hard cough.

"Oik...... sylavivnoik......? Ognasal......!

Shaking his head, the man solidifies trying to yell at Floro.

"Alp, nig, neto......"

And he looked around as if he were afraid of something, and left Floro with something to say.

The memories are erased, but the emotions are not. Rather, for not knowing why I feel fear, instead, it becomes something big and creepy and strikes me. He shouldn't be able to yell and whip Floro anymore. Although the behavior is strongly linked to the fear Oulu has given, it is therefore.

"Oulu...... satsuse, y, vík......?

"I'm sorry."

Oul shrugged his shoulders and replied to Floro, who looked wide open and asked.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."