Master’s Smile

"Phew..."

When Crankheit sighs one thing, he releases his power as Asmodeus, which was wrapped around his whole body.

When she gives her original strength, she sucks up the periphery, even though she doesn't want to.

That is a powerful skill that is constantly supplied and never runs out of magic of her own, but the danger of overusing it will cross her body's capacity, or something around sucked up will decay in the first place.

I can control it to some extent though, so it's not as bad as it used to be......

"Master......"

Good job and a master who turns a smile on me.

But the next moment he gives a slightly more difficult look.

Apparently, I'm worried about whether I should call her Asmodeus now or Crankheit.

"Pfft. I'm Crankheit. Asmodeus has been on vacation since he was rescued by his master."

Asmodeus...... no, that's what Crankheit said and laughed.

She is a member of the Dark Guild Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla), Crankheit, and one of the great sins, Asmodeus, who presides over lust, is sinking deep inside.

Of course, like this one, if it is necessary, it pushes its face forward as well.

"Phew, are you relieved?

When Crankheit smiles, the master nods honestly.

My heart is relieved by that.

For him too, she is not Asmodeus, but Crankheit.

At least, Crankheit will live as a Crankheit as long as he is on the master's side.

"... but maybe a little too much."

Crankheit looks around and laughs bitterly.

This village, which was supposed to be a demonic nest, was in exactly the same condition as a dead body over time.

The demons are falling to the ground when Crankheit sucks their magic power to its limits.

He seems to have passed out, but he didn't suck it up to his life.

The only exception is Adrimelok.

The same is true of the number of demons who are falling, but the nature around them had also turned into an eye-catching sight.

The earth breaks apart like it has been deprived of all its nourishment, giving it a very dry impression.

In the distance, the forest, where the greenery was growing, is dead and thin.

"... I knew you couldn't control it completely."

Crankheit looks up to heaven a little sad.

Her idiosyncrasies are that she sucks air out of her surroundings just because it exists there.

It's a force outside Crankheit's consciousness.

That's why she struggled in her childhood, a distant past, and because of that, her life was in danger.

Now it is time to meet the master and be saved, and to be able to control his power as Asmodeus as a crank-height for a little while...

"Master......?

Pong and gently put his hands on his head and looked up, the master smiled gently and stared at her.

For the record, if this hadn't been the master's hand, Crankheit's hallucinating magic would have burst and the person would have had decades of sleep.

Because she works so hard to take care of her hair.

The master told Crankheit to leave the rest to him.

As he laid his hands on the withered earth, he slowly shed his magic.

Then the earth begins to emit a pale light.

After a while, the colours return to the dead earth and the plants grow snugly.

When I looked into the woods, the greens were returning to the trees that had withered and shed their leaves.

"Wow... did you resurrect the earth...?

A crank height that rounds your eyes.

The earth and the woods were sucked out of power by the Crankheit, making it look like a temporary state of provisional death.

It was there that he breathed life again by pouring in the immense and gentle magic of the Master.

The master rarely brings up sweat due to fatigue and exhales furiously.

Even the masters who possess the amount of magic in the wrong digits, the drain of magic over the past few hours has been enormous.

Magic releases to resurrect the earth into metastatic magic that moves multiple people far away.

You'll see the magnitude of that magic drain, because the general wizard did what he had to do to be prepared to die on a scale of thousands or tens of thousands.

"Thank you, Master..."

To Crankheit, who looks down and says, the master, no, shakes his neck beside him.

I left it to a powerful demon named Adrimelok, so there's no such thing as this.

Besides, this kind of aftermath was decided to be prepared and responsible when bringing Crankheit into the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla).

There's no such thing as this.

However, it is also true that the drain of magic is also the most intense thing here these days.

For a while, I think I need to be at rest.

Well, if you don't move flashy for a few days, the magic will fully recover, and it wasn't a big deal. From the master, though.

Well, then I thought I'd go home, master of backstretches.

First, we go back to the village where Odilon was, who transferred the demonic tribe that had been captured, and ask him if he was safe.

And it's paperwork hell again straight back to Demon King Castle.

When the master is laughing with some distant eyes......

"Do it."

He was rolled to the ground with colloquy, along with a cute hanging voice on the crankheight burner.

…………

There is silence.

The master laughs bitterly and tries to ask Crankheit what this means, but he asks as he looks in the direction that follows, as he sees her radical underwear from below.

"Good girl."

Crankheit, however, does not answer his questions and sits while trying not to weigh in on his stomach.

Come on......? and the neck leaning master, Crankheit looked down.

"Pfft... just the two of us"

At this time, the master finally sensed that he was in a dangerous state.

My head was spinning slowly from the fatigue of using too much magic, so I might not have a choice about that either......

Crankheit's face, peeking from the bottom, was bright red dyed cheeks and moistened eyes, a face that was not exactly normal.

"Ha... I haven't sucked too much magic in a long time and my body got hot..."

As Asmodeus sucked the magic out of all things, her body seemed to be on fire.

Then I suggest the master take a bath...

"At times like this, I need you to be quiet with your master... right?

Ku...... and the master who bites his teeth.

Not that it didn't bode well.

For example, even though there were only two of us here, as she said, she kept the cat on without the crankheight vegetables coming out.

No, rather than wearing a cat, I'd say my instincts as Asmodeus are pushed forwards strongly.

It was usually a trivial difference I noticed, but now I can't help but regret it.

The master tries to get out by twisting his body with no way of doing it...

"Oh, no."

――――――

Crankheit sucked the magic out of his master's cheeks as he stroked them lovingly.

They chase me where I was very little, and I lose my strength in my body.

"Ha hu...... Master's magic, it's delicious. Van Peel's desire for blood may have figured it out a little…"

Crankheit, on the other hand, was exhaling with a hot sigh to taste the magic.

Crankheit gets better even though the master can't move.

"Well..."

Crankheit turned his clothes gabbly.

To exact force, the master opens his eyes. What's "let's see"?

The colourful black underwear is exposed because it has been stripped off all at once.

Master who thinks somewhere wrong about why underwear is provocative, even though it's usually mostly for the most part.

But once I realize it, I'm going to stop her.

"Why already? I said no because the master has eyes, but now there's no one but us."

What Crankheit would say is when he wrapped a black cloth around it and his emotions got high.

Sure, that's when the master said that and managed to escape.

But whether it's in public or not is irrelevant to him.

You can't possibly have such a relationship with a member of the Army of Salvation.

This time again I move my eyes slightly in anticipation of the rescue of Sorgros, but for some reason no chunk of liquid was going to fly, even if I didn't want it. Damn.

"Come on, master. Let's drown in the greed of Asmodeus, shall we?

Say no!

It was the fierce defense of Crankheit and the Master that was unleashed.

The master then managed to dissipate Crankheit's magic after the fight to restore his sanity, and Crankheit turned his face bright red and covered it with his hands.