Maou no Hajimekata

Clap, clap and make a quiet noise, the bills are arranged, and they are turned upside down.

Manipulating bills with supple fingers is a brown-skinned woman.

The cloth that wraps its abundant limbs is too thin and small to call clothing, and most parts of the skin are exposed.

Only a cloth supported by the neck and shoulders draped down to the chest, and even a slightly stronger wind would have raised it, and even if not, it seemed like its tip would appear thin and transparent.

The neck is fitted with a thick collar incompatible with such a costume, and the lower half of the face cannot be hidden and peeked at by the vale.

"Your Majesty, the Ice Woman has made contact with the Demon King"

"Ho."

As the woman stared at the bill, the man's arm stretched out from behind it.

Its arms eagle abundant fruit without any hesitation as it slides its palms under the cloth that hides the woman's chest.

As the man's martial bone fingers wrapped and crawled around the woman's soft flesh, it also appeared clearly over the thin cloth.

"You Zana guy. Have you joined hands with inhumans from other continents, Yeldave?"

"Yes."

The woman, called Yeldave, affirms the man's words without being rubbed through his rich breasts yet moving one eyebrow.

At the foot of the man with dark hair, brown skin and red eyes, three women with the same collar as what Yeldave was wearing crawled like dogs. The women face each other in the groin of a man who stretches his neck diligently and sits on the throne, serving with his tongue the alienating delicacy.

"Hmm. It's more of a convenience. It devours me with the God who sleeps in his land."

Say it. When a man grabs the hair of one of the women he serves, he puts his penis in his mouth. And when he shook the woman's neck with strength and stuck it in the back of her throat, he poured in the sperm.

"Prepare the soldiers. If that abominable snow melts, we'll strike out."

The woman, whose mouth was let go to throw it away, rolls to the floor without a voice of pain, and licks and cleanses the Lord's dirty meat stem without the other two or voices.

"- Thank you."

Yeldave answered without changing his expression, just so.

"I still feel something pinched..."

"Are you all right?

"Don't you dare!

Worried about Zana walking loosely while holding her hips, she replied with momentum that just bit her back.

"Not at all! Not well! Whose fault do you think it is... It was my first time, and after that, I can't believe I did it five times..."

If you whine in your heart that you are not well, there was resentment. Zana roared along with her gaze.

But it's only five times for Oul. I wanted to do more if I meant it, but at that point, Zana fell asleep, so I can't help it.

"I didn't sleep, I passed out! Kill... I'll definitely kill you one day..."

"What did you just say?

"Mr. Oulu and I would like to be together forever."

Zana replied so with a smiling smile to Spina, who suddenly drooped from the ceiling.

Oulu is such a brilliant transformation that he could fool you too.

…… Master, we're ready. "

As much as I twisted my neck wondering if even the fact spina was my own mistake.

Though the character of the vegetarian seemed more preferable, Oul shrugged in his heart, but Zana did not reply.

"There are three main abilities that Sahara has. One of the most troublesome of these is" All Knowledge. "

Those gathered in the conference room bowed to Zana's words through Oul's translation magic.

"Have you been the best at predicting the future and knowing all about it?"

Oul was no longer even surprised. It's all impossible from the point of view of magical common sense, but I can't help denying it because it's actually possible in front of me.

"That being said, I don't know how far it's good to swallow. You're a good plumber, too."

By connecting her soul, Oul had grasped Zana's abilities as accurately as she had herself.

Protection of Marina, the moon goddess she believes in. That's the power to know your best hand.

Zana's explanation of "ability to strike the best hand" seemed correct, something different from the essence.

God's protection only works to know what is best.

The designated hand is to the extent possible for Zana, but it is up to Zana to actually succeed in the action. Regardless of the success rate, the more you can't afford it, the narrower that option becomes.

And most of all, the problem was that Zana herself didn't even know what she was saying was best with.

"That said, if that's all, wouldn't you be able to win?

I guess there are some constraints as well as the all-knowing and the all-knowing. But even if it were true and all-knowing, Oul stepped on that Zana could win.

Not because my ability to hit my best hand is powerful.

Zana herself, because she is strong.

Even if he learns of the surprise attack by the protection of Marina, he can only perfectly prevent the blow of Eunice from falling apart from the power of Zana. Rapid fire until it can be described as an anomaly that instantly creates ice without the use of marks or spells.

It's a neat technique, just like Oulu's magic, not a frigid one: God's blessing, etc., a stacked drilling move.

Oulu was honestly impressed that he had polished so far with this young man.

(He's more crazy about your sorcery. What, stack dozens of chain reactions and instantly let the stone mass have its favorite function and shape)

If Zana's technology is to paint in an instant, Oulu's is like creating a puzzle in an instant. Neither was a constant move, but Oulu's labyrinth magic was just something of a level of "I don't know why I would do that" as well as simply saying it was elusive and extreme.

I don't know what to think, other than stone...... it's quicker to do the same thing with ice, water, sand and all that fluidity like Xana for example.

(I guess I can make a dungeon out of that stuff)

Oul's answer to that question was extremely simple. It's not technology for combat, it's technology for dungeon making, so it's natural.

Zana's abilities in that regard were exactly what she was trained to fight for.

The instantly created ice becomes a shield against attack, as well as a blade that cleaves the target.

The revelation of Marina also avoids surprise oddities. She seemed to be able to take over the king as much as she could if she got on single. That's what I made you do against Oulu.

"The second force is why we can't do that. It's the manipulative flame of Uselmart, the king of the sand."

"Is flame incompatible with ice"

Zana's ice could not withstand the flames of Mio's manipulative warcraft, he said.

The flames that Cerberus blows with Mio manipulating the most may not be very helpful because they are out of standard for Logan or Sakya that could even exceed that, but I'm pretty sure high fever is the weakness.

"There is certainly compatibility… simply because, as an operator, Usermart is stronger"

A pale tone is backwards, and it is seeping remorse that conveys the thread of the soul.

"There is no need for the king to overthrow the king. No matter how strong the pieces are. We just have to deal with it in numbers."

If you're simply manipulating a flame, that's how much you can handle with Sakuya or Logan.

Even if you had the strength of a Wolf-like, if you hit with 10,000 armies, the only thing you can win is battle.

"The third force is why we can't do that. The Immortal Soldiers of the Sahara."

"I've heard it before."

To Zana's words, Sakya raised her voice.

"When there are corpse soldiers in the Kingdom of the Sahara who do not slaughter or poke, and never feel pain or fear..."

"Isn't that just a living dead?

Lil tilts his neck to Sakya, who speaks horribly.

"Just... are you telling me that in your husband's country, it's not unusual for you to have a miserable presence?

"Uh, yeah, well, isn't that unusual"

Lil clouds his words without saying that he often used his miserable presence and doings as a force of war in times when the dungeons were not yet in place.

"But I don't think living dead would be that scary. Isn't that what we know? You know, the wound heals quickly, it moves really fast."

Living Dead, who is just magically moving a corpse, is just not a horrible opponent for someone with some fighting skills. It is somewhat troublesome to be surrounded because you are not frightened by pain or fear, but it is still a good kind of demon to say it is a miscellaneous fish.

"No. The hell is not a big threat, as I said. It's hard to get through my icing because it's dry in Karakara, but you guys should be able to take it down easily."

"So how many?"

To Oulu's inquiry, Zana nods.

"What was born and died in the Kingdom of the Sahara. All of that is Immortal Soldier. I don't know the exact number, but at least -- well, that would be over 100 million."

"One hundred million...?

To the answer, the Ouls lost their words to the boulder.

"Mr. Oulu, how amazing is 100 million?

I just know it's a lot, but Marie asks without pinning.

"The home of Eunice, known as the military power, even Grandiera, rallies soldiers from all over the country for at most 300,000. The soldiers you can bring here from the Demon Palace are probably a hundred thousand even if you quote a lot."

"Junman... I mean"

Marie folded her fingers and counted, her eyes wide open.

"Hundred times...!?

"A thousand times, fool"

Oul said with deep breath, powerless.