Muimui-tan

- One...

"Hey, Giant Crowler's walking"

"It must be someone's Tamed Warcraft"

Who taemed the warcraft! 'Cause, well, there's nothing good about roughing up a cot here. I don't care, I don't care.

That's why I'm squeaking.

Cucumber.

"Master..."

So, Mr. Fourteen, stop putting up that vicious hand. I'm pretending to be a harmless warcraft because of you, and that's for nothing.

A massive march of warcraft, at the beginning of which he said he could see demons and demons. That is why we gather soldiers and mercenaries from the Reich to march, and soon we will receive enemies - that is the current situation.

"Hey there! Put on an identification cloth. Especially not to the Tamed Warcraft. You don't know if they attack you by mistake during a riot!

My brother, who seems to be a mercenary, not a soldier of the Reich, wrapped an identification cloth around my arm.

In the meantime, I'm going to sound cuddly.

Cucumber.

"Even so, you're an unusual Giant Crowler to wake up and walk and be even more armed like a person"

"So many knights raise and use hellcrowlers for riding. It wouldn't be weird to have one like this."

"Maybe it's a mutant who did an unusual rank-up."

Cucumber.

That's why, type 14. Stop sending a gaze that's going to shoot your opponent with no expression. We're going to be at war.

The number of Warcraft fills the horizon, and even more so at the beginning, the Demons... I don't care what you think, I think this is the fate, the total power showdown of the Demons.

But even this is a positive move.

The main fate had made this large group a positive movement, approaching the Shinto center in a flying castle. Queen Cecilia noticed that. She asked me for help. I'm sending a message to the captain of this front-line unit, as well as the opponent of this great army.

Successfully annihilate this great army of warcraft, turn it back, and sandwich the flying castle that is committing a sudden assault.

Its flying castle is headed by Joan the Brave, Sophia the Witch of Purple Flame, Sirone of the Woods and Citri the Virgin. Well, the Joans can be relieved to leave it to you. Even so, Joan is the brave one...? Sure, he was a brave guy who stood up again and again at all times, but I was surprised to hear he was called a brave man.

But you can't read the purpose of the Demon Clan. What brings you into the kingdom of God until you destroy such a large swarm of warcraft? Now, I don't think there's anything to gain from attacking the Reich...

- Two...

Type 14 gives a letter from Queen Cecilia to a young knight dressed in luxurious armor he has seen in the royal palace.

"I did receive"

I wonder if this guy feels like a general on this front line.

I look through the letter the young knight was handed to me.

"Hmm...... hmm"

What's so hard about it?

"Lord Run."

The young knight turns to me.

Cuckoo. Just ring it and let it deceive you.

"I'm putting up a formation here today. Tomorrow it will be a battle with the Demons. I'm counting on your help."

Cucumber.

"Leave it to the master."

And I'm good at Type 14 for some reason.

"Nyah, nya"

I saw that, and for some reason Emilio was laughing with her belly in her arms. These guys, I don't feel nervous.

And the next day.

A herd of warcraft appeared before us in formation. And out of it, a man on a griffon, one of them, entered this way. The man is wrapped in a long cloak of sparkle and silver. He's a remarkable man who feels like a general.

The appraisal……,

[Appraisal failed]

Is this man the Demon Clan?

The man screams out loud.

"Hitomodoki! Can you hear me!"

You were loud with some force, and your voice was clear to us.

"On these battlefields, it's polite to give you a name! That doesn't matter how much human moddle you're dealing with!

Hey, I don't know if I should suddenly hit an ice coffin or ice storm on that stupid demon tribe that has protruded on a single ride.

I don't know if I can!

"My name is Riffridge Leiter. Come on, tremble in fear!

As the man says, men with cylinders in their hands come forward from within the herd of warcraft. What, what are you gonna do? You've got a lot of warcraft, but you shouldn't be shooting at me.

The men stand on their knees with a cylinder in their hands. No way, is that a gun? Was there such a thing in this world?

"Don't let the Devil's Word fool you! Assault!"

Frontline moves to the words of the young knight.

"Fire."

Bullets are fired from the barrel along with bursting noises to match the words of the Riffridge Leiter. Is it still a gun?

"I thought I could handle it with the tools to shoot out such bean grains!

The soldiers run without even using the bullet as a thing. That's right. This world is covered in a shield made of magic called SP, so it's a half-breed attack. Well, it won't hurt, and if it's a little attack, it'll heal with healing magic, and a gun won't be a threat. What does the Demons want?

Then, the soldiers who were moving forward, suddenly, they were suffering and fell. To?

"Kuhihihihihi, effect surface, hey!

What, was the bullet poisoned?

"What did you do!

In the meantime, I'll fly the heavens and ask.

"Hahahaha, the stone you guys are using to change classes and do it, I know it!

All right, we got caught and talked it out. Well, knowing the secret makes me want to talk, I know. but then they just treat me like a dwarf!

"You black stones that change the body of a human modoki! I processed him and turned him into a bullet! You are forcibly rebuilt to death!

What did you say? This is why the Demons were collecting Class Monoliths!

"Some of you are going to build up that power and gain some horrible power! Even for a guy like that, this is a blow! How do you guys feel about what Human Modki desperately forged going to waste? It would be great!

Is it a threat to anyone who has worked out in the Demon Nation?

Sure, you're scared of a blow special.

But if I wasn't there, too!

Oh, now it's my turn!