Maou no Hajimekata

It's hard to call it summoning.

Firstly, it takes considerable strength simply to connect the different worlds and dimensions and to summon the person you want. Sometimes a wicked magician can't open up where he's after them, and he calls out absurd things.

Next, we need a way to protect ourselves from the person we called even if we could. The demon who was called will follow you without question, and so on. On the contrary, it is aimed at taking human souls at all times.

Drawing a magic formation in which the demon's family can't go out and summon the demon in it becomes a stone, but if he is a high ranking demon, he easily breaks the semi-productive junction and so on. Also, if there is a slight deficiency in the magic formation, it will not be established as a bond. Besides, I don't know if I can make it work properly until I call the devil.

Furthermore, even if we succeed in the summons and lock ourselves in the magic team, that is not the end.

We have to negotiate and sign a contract with the demon we called. The summoned demon knows well that he needs his power. So for the most part, I'm going to look at my feet and stick out excessive demands.

We also need the wisdom and spirit not to yield to lies and threats because we try to make the magic formations disappear verbally or contract on favourable terms.

After them, I will finally be able to follow one demon. If you are a weak demon like Imp, it is an easy job that takes a few minutes, but if you are an intermediate or higher demon, the hassle will increase dramatically, and if you are an advanced demon, you may have to spend years preparing.

That's why Oulu had done the final confirmation of the tricks and the magic formations he had created over the past month. Amber magic glides down the surface of the intricately tattooed magic formation like a lick. Try it three times, make sure the magic flows smoothly without interruption, and Oul finally convinces himself.

"Daughter, come"

The girl, who was invited by hand and stood a little from Oulu, rushes over in a slight panic. The rustic looking girl with three chestnut hair braids is a sacrificial maiden who has just arrived in the labyrinth anew today.

Beautiful, not as neat but adorable looking, rustic girl with no makeup like a country daughter. Name is Mio.

"Get your left arm out"

With a tense face, Oul ran a dagger on Mio's wrist offering his arm without defying him. There is no pain, only the feeling of a cold blade lingers. As he dripped blood pounding from his thinly torn wrist, Oul marked him with his left hand and touched his wrist. As soon as possible, the blood stops and the wounds disappear without a trace.

"All right. Stay back."

With Mio on his ass falling back as he was commanded, Oul began chanting the spell. Mio's dripping blood shines red and scratches away all the time.

Then a flame erupted from the center of the magic formation. When the flame swells up to the edge of the magic formation, it stops as if there were a wall there, and burns to the ceiling as it swirls like a snake wrapped around a tunnel.

The moment I wondered if the flames had spread all over the magic formation.

A thunderous burst sounded and at the same time flames scratched out in an instant.

"I'm calling out of Sitanoha, Ruka."

Instead, there stood an ugly demon. Behind the oul, Mio swallows his breath all the time. You can call it superior that you didn't scream. The more fear you show, the more demons follow you there.

"That's right. Pay magic and virgin blood as consideration. Serve me and lend me that power."

"Talk Ninaran"

In an unpleasant voice as if scratching a plate of metal with a nail, the devil answered. The devil is all red and black, and his skin has no body hair. The muscles glowed like red copper and had four arms. Each of its arms is as thick as Oulu's hips, with hook claws at the tip of his fingers that are likely to tear steel apart as well.

The head grew a twisted horn like a goat in the mouth protruding like a wolf, and the eyes of an orange like a pine fire looked at the oul rotten.

"Blood Dehanak soul sent over Se. Dirty Lennonai Daughter Ten Minutes No Soul Denara Kao Eteyaro"

Mio shook himself in fear at the devil who said arrogantly.

But Oulu answers without looking slight or slight.

"That's not what I'm talking about. I'm not willing to pay you that much for a junior demon (Lesser Demon). Conditions remain the same. If you say you can't swallow, I'll send you right back to the demon world."

Moo, and groaned, and the devil put four arms together. The designation 'Lesser Demon' is a generic term when a human calls a demon with his degree of power, but contrary to the sound of its name, its position as a demon is quite high.

Of course, it is undeniably inferior to the top "Arch Demon" or "Greater Demon," but it is about the legendary Demon King who existed in the Divine Age that can serve such a thing. Among the demons that modern magicians could summon, Lesser Demons were rather strong enough to be close to the highest.

But in front of him like that, Oulu's invincible demeanor made Lesser Demon feel crappy.

"Is that the little devil you're talking about? Don't you see, I can follow 666 demons, this magic of mine."

From the body of the Oul there is an amber magic like a flame. The magic that blows out to cover the entire body, not filamentous, is not the amount a human can hold.

"666...... dato......"

It's not a realistic number. If you are a normal magician, dry up if you can follow 10 demons. But seeing the earlier magic seemed unlikely either. Most importantly, it's not a lie to say you can follow 666 demons.

For a demon with more than some strength, it is easy to see through human lies and such. Of course, there is magic to hide the lie, but now the devil's nose smells the smell of the magic itself.

Lesser Demon was convinced that the sorcerer in front of him was not lying.

If so, a strong attitude is also convincing. I mean, I don't think it's a big struggle to summon a demon of his stature, and if I can't swallow the terms, I can't send him back to the demon world.

It's not like that to go around with so many magicians.

"... minutes cutter, one day. Maiden No Soul - Tsuda, Soledel Power Lending Citeyal"

It's a big concession. I reduced my demands and also changed the wording from "I'll think about it" to "I'll help". No matter how much, I can't swallow the demands that were originally stuck. But they should be happy to accept this. That's what the devil thought.

"No. Magic and virgin blood, so serve me, help me. … If it's about the soul of the person you killed by your life, I'll give it to you."

but Oulu was hardly willing to give in. The soul of such an adversary of a sorcerer is always set in a filthy manner. You won't even be a maiden.

"... Naraba, Negotiation Ha, Crash Da!

The flames erupt, filling the magic formation. It's impossible to say how many of them are rare magicians who serve on such a thin salary. Not as good as' help me '. When it comes to' serving ', you don't have the right to veto orders, and you have to work forever. There is no such ridiculous story.

The magic team is doing well, but if the Lesser Demon cared about it, it seemed like it could be destroyed in a matter of minutes. If you're going to get killed without even being able to make a contract anyway, it's better to hit them with one or eight.

That's when I decided to be so prepared and the devil put his strength into breaking the magic formation.

"Ouru, sama. Dinner."

A young girl came into the room after breaking through the new door.

"Na......"

The burning flame instantly vanished, making a puffy noise and turning into black smoke. The devil opens his eyes in amazement and stares at the girl.

"The blood of a virgin is about that child."

"... if you want, that's fine."

When the devil asked, Oul replied slightly bewildered.

"Okay, I will, I will sign! Lady, can you tell me your name?"

"? I, Marie... mugg"

Oulu blocks the mouth of the girl who tried to name her real name.

Marie, oh, Marie. The devil groaned in his mouth as he held four arms.

It didn't seem like a real name, but that doesn't matter.

Superb. Oh, superb maiden. I've never even seen a person like this before.

Waving hair like gold. Innocent eyes shining like gems. Plump cheeks are red like buds of rose flowers, a body that seems soft and warm. Besides, it even takes a powerful sorcery blessing.

"Hey, you're changing your tone, okay?"

As a skilled magician, Oul asked as he pulled slightly toward the suddenly changed attitude of the devil.

As a maiden, I'll show you Mio that's not so valuable, I'll show you Marie where I pulled out the concession, and I'll make you sign off on it all at once. Hands as originally planned, but I didn't expect my attitude to change dramatically so far.

"Oh, I'm just doing this to freak out humans, that's all right. Better sign a deal than that!

... I didn't know it was Loricon.

He whines not in his mouth, and Oul protrudes a similar text from his nostalgia to when he signed with Lil. The devil agreed to the contract without even looking closely as he nailed Marie.

"Hey, you fooled me!?

The demon, named Logan, stuffed all the grabs on Oulu's collar.

I would have done so if the contract had not prohibited violence against Oulu.

"You wouldn't be lying"

"You say 666 demons and stuff, you're over 600 imps!

"That's 650, to be exact. Ten other gargoyles, five hellhounds, one sacubus."

Ordinary magicians don't count imps as a number of demons. Because such things are inferior, inferior, and lowest. There is usually no point in calling hundreds of demons who can only do enough work if they call 2,3 in the first place.

"And virgin blood! Well, Marie's blood was doomed and delicious... what do you mean two drops a week!?

"I thought you wrote it right in the contract. You're the one who didn't see it."

Normally, when it comes to giving blood to the devil, it's all blood of sacrifice. I mean, I won't give you my soul, but you can call it a whole flesh.

"Ohhhh! He tricked me. Ahhh!

The hour is already late. By a contract tied to a bee, Logan can't even attack the Ouls or the women.

"Oulu is true, you have no mercy for a man... I'm glad I'm a woman"

Lil caressed her chest down, looking sideways at the path she could have followed.