Meet Beast Tamer, the mightiest species of cat ear girl banished from the brave party

The deepest part was between the thrones.

Though decaying, I can see traces of lavish decorations by the way.

The throne room is wide enough for a little exercise.

A worn out throne behind it.

There was one man sitting there.

Far older than us... old enough.

Hair mixed with gray hair is flushing back.

It's the black coat that holds it together.

"Rain, be careful"

"I know, I know."

Instinct has told me that that was someone I shouldn't insult, without having to take Rifa's advice.

He looks like an old man, but the contents are completely separate.

It's going to sweat on my back just because I'm confronted like this.

"Are you the intruders?"

The old man opened his mouth.

Though its voice was crouched, it was filled with a sense of intimidation that shook its soul.

"Do you want to introduce yourself at least? Non's name is Weiss."

"It's Rain Shroud."

"Hmm? The guy Reese was talking about."

"Reese?"

"... that's a silence. Well, anyway, you're gonna disappear here."

Weiss gets up.

Everyone set up their own.

"Seeing where the ghost daughter is, she's here to interrupt Nong, isn't she?

"Does that mean there's no doubt in the perception that you're generating stampede?

"Oh, yeah"

"You admit it very well, don't you?

"I don't like wasted interactions. Besides, it's not like I'm hiding it."

"Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this?

"As you may be wondering, Noon is a demon."

"You...?

I thought you weren't a normal person.

I was hearing from Rifa... but still, I can't believe this old man is a demon.

Compared to the guy who appeared in Horizon before, there are different things.

"Hmm. That face feels like you've seen the Demons before, right? Daimyo, I'm confused that you're different from him."

Me, you look that easy to understand...?

What is it at a time like this, but I keep thinking about it.

"Just as there are all sorts of most powerful species, there are also sorts of demons. Well, this is the first of its kind created by magic."

"I see..."

"Well... shall I leave the lecture around here? It's time to get started."

Magic and struggle emanate from Weiss' body.

"Let's start with the difference in power."

Weiss rang his finger.

As if to react to its sound, the shadow of Weiss spreads in a circle.

One demon after another floods out of the shadows.

Does it feel like half of the demons in B and A ranks?

And...

"It's a hiccup, Mr. Rain. Do you remember me?

"Sure, it's Monica, isn't it?

A woman appeared from the back, dressed in knight's armor.

He has a sword in his hand, and he has a demonic grin.

"Looks like you remembered. Good. If it's forgotten, it's a little dumb."

"Why are you here?

"It's a simple answer. Or you don't have any other answers. Because I'm on the Devil's side…"

"Are you a demon, too?

"No. I'm human."

"Humans on the Devil's side...? Monica, what the hell are you..."

"Pfft. It sounds like fun to have a chat with Mr. Rain too...... I'll see you next time. Now I'm one of Master Weiss' pawns."

When Monica said so, she lined up behind Weiss' step and set up her sword.

There's no gap.

The sword is not normal either, and when you look at the engraving on your body, it looks like a magic sword of some kind.

"Well... now the difference in power is one another?

"Nyah... don't underestimate us, right? That's about it. Oh, my God.

"Are you going to beat us?

"If you're going to stand up to me, you're not going to forgive me!

"The word, let's return it as it were"

Weiss says confidently.

There are no shards of how upset or timid you are when you say you have to deal with this many of the most powerful species.

I have absolute confidence and have no doubt about my victory.

You should think of something as hidden balls.

"Guys, don't be alarmed. I feel like the confidence he has doesn't just come from barbaric courage, it's based on a lot of calculations."

"Does that mean there's a way to beat us all?

"Maybe it's a trap"

"I don't know, but be on maximum alert. Even if there's a trap, we'll be careful to deal with it right away."

"Hmm. You're quite calm and intelligent for a human being. A little impressed. Looks like you're not the same ghost tribe that used to stick around like a boar."

"Huh!!!

Rifa peeled out her sharply stretched canine teeth and glanced at Weiss with a biting momentum.

If it weren't for us, we could have just been flying.

Seeing how Rifa reacts like that, says as Weiss remembers.

"Hmm. Speaking of which, you've seen that little girl's face. Similar to the ghost tribe ahead."

"... I'm your brother's sister. I'll take your brother's revenge!

"Right, I see. That ghost sister... kuku"

Weiss laughs with pleasure.

It's like being a kid who finds funny toys.

"Be glad, daughter of the ghost tribe. Let's go with my brother."

"What...?

Weiss waves his right hand.

Everyone sits tight... but nothing happens.

Surprisingly, when he glanced at Weiss, he had a niggling, malicious grin.

And... that malice is manifested.

The road was stretched from left to right of the throne.

Perhaps it's a passage that leads to the king's private room or something.

Multiple figures emerged from it.

"Become...!?

It was four men and women who showed up.

I can't feel anything called anger, and I have an inorganic face like I put on my face.

I can't move and it's like my hands and legs are broken.

And... all had horns on their foreheads.

"No way are you a hostage!?

"That's not a useful hand. Unfortunately, that's not it. I didn't predict your raid when I killed them."

"Then what the hell..."

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

"Rifa?"

I noticed something wrong with Rifa.

He sees one ghost tribe man, looks stunned and shakes his body.

The emotions that are on that face are very unspeakable in a word.

However, if you dare to put it into words...

Joy.

"... brother..."

"What!?

So... no way, that ghost man is Rifa's brother?

But here's the guy...... he doesn't look like he noticed Rifa and doesn't react in any way.

Just move like a doll, and follow behind Weiss.

"This is..."

Let me show you what Non is capable of.

Weiss says looking fun.

Sounds really fun...

And it was ugly.

"The demons have a resemblance to the ghosts. Individuals have original abilities. The demons you once defeated had the ability to repeat their infinite divisions using themselves as beasts... self-growth."

"You, where did you...!?

"Well. I'm not going to serve that much. But let's serve on Non's abilities. Non's abilities are... manipulation."

"Operation...?

"In this way, you can connect the threads of magic and manipulate the subject freely."

If you look closely, there were five from Weiss' fingertips… a total of ten threads of light stretched out with both hands.

Those threads are connected to the ghost people.

"No way......"

"Sounds like you guessed. Yes... these guys are already dead"

"Eh."

"And now it's a knob puppet. As a faithful handkerchief, I hear everything you say. Like this, for example."

As Weiss gently bent his fingers, Rifa's brother moved.

Was it a trail of battle with Weiss, all over its body hurt?

Still don't mind, Rifa's brother waves his arm.

Blood pops out of the wound on his arm, and that produces into a small spear.

That flies straight...

"Huh!?

I blushed Rifa's cheek.

My cheeks are cut and my blood runs slightly.

"In this way...... it is also possible to make the actual sister attack. I can force anything, like manipulating a doll. Therefore, Non is called: Marionette Master,"

"You!!!

This guy...... can never be forgiven!!!