Maou no Hajimekata

"... ha"

I'll take care of it myself. To Bran, who proclaimed so, the folio of "invitees" raised their voices between them, around the corn and temples.

"Well, if that's what Yuweroisama says, I wouldn't say no."

Folio is a slave to Yuweroy and master of Radico. She is a winged woman with fluffy green hair and fluffy wings with strong habits.

"How are you going to win?

Folio had little direct knowledge of Blanc. All I know is that you're in a position to give orders to your master, despite the Demons, and that you're so strong...

"How, what?

And you mean no thought? And, to Bran leaning his neck, Folio added to the person review in his heart.

"No, I also know that Bransama is very strong, but my Radico is also an array and quite an arm standing co. That was the easy thing to do, so I thought I'd have to be careful next time."

Oulu. Folio had a reputation that the shortcoming of the unidentified man was a lack of direct combat capability. If you can't even beat Sarnak if it's a head-on battle, it's quicker to hit Radico than to make a bad move. So he decided, and Folio commanded his own slave. Simple strength and speed can destroy any measure.

But that was just awkward. Oul said he disabled Radico in a way he never thought he would, and caged him on top of that with strange skills to extract information. We should have thought that all the information about the folio was also known.

"Hmm...... I see. I also feel a little over-thought, but I hear that you are the most trusted and unrivalled wise man Yuweroy has ever known. If that's what you say, it must be worth a thought."

"Chi, wise man!? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Folio first relieved himself that his boss had ears to listen to, but waved heavily at the blame for it. I mean, what the hell kind of joke is it that Yuweroy trusts the most?

"And anyway! That man named Oulu, whatever, sucks a lot. I just know now that I have the skills to move the 'Mother's Wall', to prevent 'appraisals', to manipulate people's minds, to put up invisible walls and prevent attacks, and to freely use monsters."

I think Folio as he counts the fingerfolds.

Isn't this impossible? Shouldn't you honestly run away? and.

"Putting up an invisible wall......? I didn't get that report, though."

"Oh, yes. Hmm... What was in the report was the skill to create walls and defend them, right? But when I think about it, it doesn't really fit with what's actually happening..."

But you can't do that either. As usual. Folio sighed deeply, turning his head around.

"Yuweroisama, didn't you think we should attack sooner than the walls get stretched?

"No."

Tilt his neck gently, Yuweroy answers concisely.

"I thought I should destroy every wall"

"Nope..."

"Of?"

cerebral muscles. Folio barely swallowed the words that took him to the throat.

"Ah... the wall, even if I don't say it's the same as the 'Mother's Wall', is quite close in nature. That's right. And that's what's constantly unfolding. Maybe it's the bluff to hide it that makes the walls appear in the moment of impact."

I mean, he also has the skills to mislead his appearance. Folio added to his mind's notes that he wanted to escape even more.

"Oh, that means it's fragile."

"... I see. That's the way you think about it."

Brain muscle, but not stupid. Finally I found one bright element and Folio exhaled with relief.

"Anyway, I'll think of all the measures I can take. By the way, Bransama."

Spread the pastries and back blades, Folio asks.

"Is that rumor true?"

"... allegedly?

It would be extremely rude to pry into someone else's skills. But that was a question I really needed to ask.

"Rumor has it that Bransama has the 'Skills to Grow'"

─ ─ Even if it may be disposed of on this occasion.

"So, Master Folio, you're so smart."

"I've heard that descent ten times already"

Oulu even listened to Radhiko, who had no interest in flowing. It was extremely subjective and ambiguous, and then an enormous amount of information, that removed any obstruction taken by Folio and came out cracking Radico's mouth.

In the last few hours, Oul had been able to grasp exactly what she liked from Folio's favorite foods to her favorite outfits and clichés to her fine habits, but she was refreshed in terms of the skills and abilities she possessed.

The only thing that comes up is "Master Folio is so smart". He's closer to a guardian than a husband to Radico. So I see no specifics at all as to how capable the folio is.

"So, when I'm having trouble losing my hammer, as soon as Folio asks, he'll find it!

This is what Radico tells us, for example. How can you lose such a huge thing, Oulu thinks? If you sent Radico in anticipation of this far, surely the folio would be competent.

Because by purposefully concealing completely useless information, I let Oulu spend a few hours, albeit wasted.

As far as Blanc and Yuweroy's information was concerned, very little more than their names appeared. Is it something like "a very pretty person" or "a cool person" at best? It's more informative than it is.

"I almost wanted to assault Bran directly if I could, but I don't have a choice. We can't miss this opportunity when Nagya's surveillance has been lifted. We'll attack the folio first."

"... that's it, Oulu"

Oulu gives up that he can't draw any more information from Radico and launches a policy. There, Floro pinched his mouth.

"Did Nagya really give us information...?

"Is there anything else?

Sarnak throws up in irritation. In fact, Naggia has disappeared and has also been seen fleeing through Floro's stretched surveillance network to the lower levels. If you hadn't been passing information, you wouldn't have had to run.

I also understand that even if I think about it with the erasure method from the other person's response, I'm unlikely to be outside of Nagya. However, it should be noted that Floro's mind still had some discomfort.

"Floro. I told you."

"... Yes"

The thought that you want this to happen or that it should happen clouds your eyes. Remembering Oulu's words, Floro nods.

But still... no. Instead, the more I remembered the word, the more emotions spread on Floro's chest that were hard to describe. Something doesn't make me feel like I'm missing something serious.

"Radico, I want to say hello to Folio. I have to thank you for letting me hang out with you. Can you show me around?

"Yeah! Fine."

But I didn't have time to think about what it was. But I can also see Oul's reasoning that if we don't attack from here, we're just going to get more and more disadvantaged than there's a difference in the amount of information we have.

Floro looked up overhead, anxious in his chest.

Beyond that thick ceiling.

Lower wall boundary layer. Where those who are not slaves live.