Master’s Smile

The battle between the Demon King, the strongest of the Demon Clan, and the Alliance Master of the worst Dark Alliance, the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla), was amazing.

Their… in particular, the demons and adventurers, who were insulting the power of the Master, sparked their lives in the aftermath of that battle.

But those who were well aware of their power responded immediately to save their own lives.

The powerless take refuge, and the powerless take defensive measures.

The two true ancestors of the vampire remained on this battlefield as powerful men.

Sometimes there were vampires, which was one reason why the master was fighting while keeping him from flying over there.

"Right there! Right there! Left, right! And it's the upper. Wow!!

Don't realize that. Van Peel uses his body to support him as if he were watching an arena game.

It was Liturgia that was pulling her cheeks.

"... what, this monstrous war. As much as I pull off my true ancestor."

"Master is not a monster."

Mel swells her cheeks more.

It's kind of like they made fun of the master, which is a little offensive.

"... right"

"What, in the meantime?"

This guy looks at what the hell the master is looking at, but Liturgia sighed like she gave up.

Mel ate up there too......

"There it is! Master! Right there...... here!!

"Shut up, Master Van Peel"

Van Peel waved his fist and shouted, so he showed his frustration.

"I can't! Let's evacuate here, Chevalt!

The elf, said, was pulling Schwart's arm as Roofigia, the chief, became half crying.

Though stray bullets never strike directly, they land nearby and a terrible storm and debris strike.

In particular, Roofigia, who is not even specialized in combat by this means, was just tempted to evacuate.

But Chevalt doesn't even freak out to see the master brave and to be able to jump in when something happens.

"I'm fine. Keep evacuated just for you. I have a duty as a slave to watch over your husband."

"What are you saying with your eyes like watching a theater hero!

Sticking into Chevalt looking up at the master with his sparkling eyes, but in the end she never moved.

"The Demon King does quite well, too.... well, my brother, who is crossing with the strongest of the Demons, is even more amazing."

The dragons were relatively spare compared to other races.

There are no more individuals who would be hit in the aftermath of a landing nearby than stray bullets that do not strike directly.

That said, most dragons had evacuated just in case, but Alice, the Dragon clan chief, and Reese, the strongest black dragon, naturally remained on the battlefield.

Alice saw the battle and was impressed with the Demon King.

I had no idea there was someone who could fight each other so far with the master.

Alice thought of what the Demon King thought of the Master.

"Huh, the master doesn't mean it at all, maybe. If it bothers you, it's easy to destroy the continent."

"No, that's on the boulder..."

Reese is dissatisfied with that.

The Black Dragon, who is nostalgic for his master, believes and does not doubt that he is the most powerful being in the world.

Alice pulls her cheeks on such a hell of a statement...

"Shit! I wish I could just do it to my master!

"The Demon King is still the most powerful force he deserves. … but it is good to see the master brave for a long time"

"... I agree with that"

Laradi and Sorgros were both watching the Master and the Demon King attack.

The two of them were sparkling their eyes when they saw all the masters.

I guess I feel like a pure child because I'm relatively young in the guild.

... I wonder what about children who admire their father in a heterosexual sense.

"... there was no need for us to keep our masters locked up, was there?

Coolin was recalling the uselessness of what we had done.

Fortunately, the master didn't suspect it was incarceration, but it wasn't weird if he didn't like it when he did it badly.

"Well, it was still important, so I don't regret it."

Because it's important, we locked it in to protect it from all the outside enemies... and protected it.

But as far as the battle against the Demon King is concerned now, it is obviously an extra favor.

"... from now on, let's go outside together more"

Coolin thought of a happy future and smiled unheeded at it.

She was sure the master would win.

... I hadn't even thought about the Demon King still having a trump card left.

Anyway, this was what those who remained on the battlefield thought.

"Ha, ha... Huh!

From intense bumps, the Demon King takes a temporary distance.

He's out of breath, he's taking some damage to his body.

Meanwhile, the master was also taking a little damage.

Does it mean that boulders are demon kings?

It is arguably the strongest opponent the Master has fought since he created the Dark Alliance, the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla).

... Well, we also need to take into account that he was almost incarcerated.

"Ha, ha... Huh. Kuck, kuck... it's incredible strength. Are you sure you're not the brave one?

No, he's a master who shakes his head, but the Demon King could have been either he was a brave man or not.

Just someone who can fight himself so much and even has the power to push himself.

Just being able to fight him like that was enough for the Demon King.

"If it's true, I needed to leave a little leeway... but that doesn't seem to work with you."

Even if we defeat the Master, we must then fight other crusaders as well.

Especially, non-elephant beings. There is a peculiar Arlaune Slime Dog on the battlefield that deviates from the normal race.

Considering fighting them too, I had to leave a little power behind......

The master was not a brilliant opponent enough to win with his warm powers.

"Fine, master. Why don't I hit you with everything I've got?"

At the same time as I finished saying that, I felt a black temper wrapped around the demon king's body.

The master releases some magic bullets at once, but all of them have been discouraged.

And finally, the temper has covered up all the demon king's body.

"With that said, you hadn't mentioned my name yet."

The master does nod to the voices he hears out of his temper.

A demon king is a title that is passed down from generation to generation.

Instead of being born as a demon king from the beginning, he should have been originally one demon clan with a name.

... Well, I don't care.

"Then let's introduce ourselves now"

The master was' looking up 'to hear the voice.

And the temper that was covering the demon king was increasing in mass, and it was also growing in height.

When the black mood cleared, those who remained on the battlefield were stunned and opened their mouths to the face of "The Army of Salvation (Yerkthilla)", which boasted a slippage of fighting power.

And even the master opened his eyes, though he never broke his grin.

"My name is Uroboros. It is an immortal serpent '

In the sky, a black snake appeared with a huge body.