Muimui-tan

- One...

Out on deck and off the ship to jump from there.

"Run!"

Joan jumps off the ship the same way, looks at this one and nods.

"Stella, what's the route?

I think maybe I'll check with Stella. But Stella shakes her neck to the side. Um, well!

"Sophia?"

The witch of purple flames, who has received my revelation, is sighing loudly. And a feather cat watching it was laughing down in the air with her belly for some reason. What the hell is he doing with a cat?

"Master, I think it's time to teach this person what a position is."

Type 14 tries to catch a feather cat. But the feathercat then dodges it. Um, Mr. Fourteen? There's a noisy fight between the Fourteen and the Feathercat. Fighting can only happen at the same level! Not really. For once, it's the enemy's home. Don't make a scene! Really, I don't feel nervous.

"Run, we're just moving on."

Princess Cecilia jumps from the deck of the ship to this way - inside the castle. Oh, you're right. I don't have a knack for getting lost. Let's ignore the feather cat and type 14 and move on.

And yes.

- "Split..."

Use the "Split" skill that can be reused to invoke the body. I have a spear-shaped stardust for my body, and a crimson queen for myself.

"I treat myself like an ambush, I hide and move on"

Joan snorts at my God. Well, you're putting your body right as my replacement!

- "Hidden."

Using the Hidden Skill, I hide myself. Because it's the enemy's home, you've never been cautious.

Come on, move on.

- Two...

Everyone rushes backwards and upwards through the terribly quiet castle. Along the way, Sirone discovers the trap and disarms it.

"Shirone, I'm glad it's not a pit."

"Hmm! I'm angry when they say it in that Noalsy's face and voice!

Minutes teasing with the body, somehow, Sirone was puffy and angry. Uh, in college, I used my body for this minute, scattered, because I made fun of it.

Even so, you can't even see what the Demons look like or what the Warcraft looks like.

"Don't look at the other demons."

"Yes...... I think the others are underground."

Stella answers my questions.

"Really?

Stella nods.

"Yes. Um... the phantoms the Demons were saying... those who can't have it are helped by mechanical dolls in the basement... they just live their lives. Now, there must be very few people who can fight."

I remember the main body of the fumicon when I heard the story and was restrained by the ice palace and kept alive instead of just a battery.

Hey, what is it? The more I know about the Devil's clan's Cotto, the more threatening, horrible enemies, hateful opponents - from such an image, the more pathetic, pathetic creatures I can only seem to be. This is, like, bad. From now on, the will to fight demonic kings is going to be dull with sympathy. Hmm.

Is it my sincere desire that evil be evil, that there is no room for sympathy, that it should be crushed?

Go further.

As we continued down the aisle, we eventually saw a big door with a kannon opening. Oh, is that the last one?

"Run!"

I respond to Joan's call by moving my body's neck and nodding.

"Everybody ready?

Minutes I look around at everyone with my body.

Joan sets up the king's shield and is in a good mood.

Stella seems nervous, but she has her strong eyes pointed this way with determination.

Sophia, the purple flame witch, looked worried about Stella.

Queen Cecilia is armed, chested and in a good mood.

Citri looks at everyone with responsible eyes as she peeks into the tyrosis and tongue.

Shirone sets up a dagger and is alert to his surroundings without alarm.

Micah stood in nature.

Model 14 and the feather cat... that's the same as usual.

Everybody's gonna be okay.

"That sounds like a heavy door."

It feels like it's hard to open it.

"Master, I..."

"Lord, let yourself open it"

Micah quickly moves into action, hands on the big door, and pushes it open. He also helps type 14 to follow and opens the door.

You're talking about how heavy the door is, like finally opening with a power combination. Isn't this hard to get in and out of? Or is it supposed to be a door that opens with a switch or something?

- Three...

Inside the open room was a loose rind bowl. Above the outer circumferential part, a passage is visible. You're like the arena stage.

And in the centre of it stood a man.

The man waiting for this one gave a distorted smile and slapped his hand.

"Welcome to Pandemonium"

"Are you the Demon King?

minutes The man who heard the body's words sighed loudly, clapping his shoulders.

"Why don't you check it out with an appraisal of what you're good at? They're the kind of people that come this far, you're not gonna tell me you can't use them, are you?

Isn't it possible to appraise the Demon Clan? Keep, well, for once, appraise it.

[Name: DEZAIA]

[Race: Demon Race]

To? Demons?

"Demon tribe."

minutes A man whistles and responds to the words of his body.

"Correct. Did you still have an appraisal?"

"You're the keeper of this place!

Joan screams.

"No, I just rushed by a deal with the Demons. We demons are strong."

"Tell me what! Betrayal, deceit, that's the Demon Nation!

Micah screams.

"An idiot! Why do you need to put your brother-in-law through a hostile opponent? It would be usual to do anything to win."

Yes, indeed. If they say so, don't think so.

"Then slash it"

Micah puts her hand on the knife on her hips. Because Micah is a brain muscle. Enemies or allies, that's all. You don't seem to be judging.

"Whoa, wait, wait"

A man waves in panic. But that look is alarming.

The front of the man leaves it to his body, and I myself use my "light" skills to run up the outer perimeter. And observe the man's trends as they are. You don't seem to notice me hiding in Hidden Shapes.

"What are you thinking?

"I have no will to fight. Now there's no way a dickhead demon like me is going to beat the brave warriors we've beaten down the Demon Clan?

"What's the purpose?

A man laughs niggly at a minute's physical inquiry.

"Let's talk. It's an old story."

"Run, you don't have to ask!

"Whoa, wait. You look just like the old humans, but we're one of them."

Hand control Joan, who was about to rush out without question.

"No, let's just ask"

I'm waiting alone in a place like this, and besides, let's just talk, I'm too suspicious.

- Four...

"Yeah, it's an old story."

Speaks out with a face that looks like a man chewed up a bug.

"Sixth generation, that's about it. The demonic ancestors and our ancestors have hunted down the goddess in just one more step."

"It's a lie!

Joan reacted to the words and was screaming.

"Well, listen. In the end, we lost. Otherwise, we won't be here now."

The man flaunts his shoulders in self-derision.

"That's when the goddess replaced us. The Demons were able to escape because they had enough power to fight the Goddess. We lived as people, without any power, so ironically we wanted to live as people, but for - we didn't have power, but we couldn't escape from the goddess."

Build people?

"The goddess didn't replace us, just like newcomers like you. Yeah, maybe it was like," Punishment against the blade or something. "

Old Humanity or New Humanity?

"The same kind of unmanageable 'grown' race as the old mankind, a race as a hostile enemy to the newcomer mankind - a demonic race."

Huh? I mean, what do you mean? Unlike demons and such, are demons really a race called demons?

A man takes out a pendant like he's seen somewhere before.

"The Demons made this for me. Fine, you guys, grow up. We can use this to simmer the magic into this and, to some extent, do the same thing as growing. Still, there are limits."

Growth, you mean, level up or something?

"Lord Hall -"

Micah hears into her body for minutes. Oh, I'm aware of that.

"Gentlemen, what is the purpose of the Demon Clan?

minute The man who heard the body's words sighed loudly.

"Purpose? To be hostile to you newcomers. Yes, the goddess built it."

'Me' moves even as I listen to the man.

"Don't believe me, su. The goddess is somna......"

You don't have to believe me.

The man laughs ridiculously.

"Who are you?

minutes The man answers the words of the body.

"You read it in the appraisal, didn't you? I'm the head of the Demon Clan, Dezeia. Yes, the head of putting together seven clans with silly names made by that goddess!

A man screams and laughs niggly.

But nothing happens. I won't let you wake up.

"Is the long story a buy of time to summon ambushes?

Yes, because other demons have appeared above the outer perimeter. Maybe this guy was calculating to get himself noticed and gather other soldiers in the meantime. but that's where I am!

"The guys down there are Yang Moving Squads. No, they stopped the castle's defenses, so is it the main unit? but no, I guess that's why you guys are so destined."

"Is that it?

"No, that's why my people arrived late."

"Were you buying time for that?

"Oh, yeah"

"Then they won't show up."

"Did you kill him?

"No, I'm just nagging up there"

"Well, was there an ambush on your side, too? But you're sweet enough not to kill us because the goddess is forcing you to."

I don't remember being forced by a goddess.

"I know you were going to buy time, gather soldiers, and attack them all at once from around you, but you lost the plan."

But all a man had to do was flatter his shoulders at the words of his minute body.

"Measures, measures, measures."

The man is still laughing at Niyaniya.

Yeah? Wait a minute. This guy, why, is he so spare?

"Yes, my purpose is to buy time. And I told you, didn't I? There's no way we could have fought you!

Yeah? Didn't you think you could win by collecting soldiers?

"What's the plan? In every case, in every case, it's what we do to make sure we can achieve our purpose!

A man screams.

"No way!"

The purpose is really to buy time?

"Even if you guys don't respond to the conversation, you're on your own, and that's what I was going to do to buy you time to fight as a throwaway pawn. I had a plan for that, too! Thank God you didn't take my people's lives."

"You, no way. Do the Demons take sides with the Demons that far!

minutes The man responds with a loud sigh to the words of his body.

"You said that, too? We demons are strong."

And a louder noise can be played from the top of that rinse-bottle-shaped room.

"Looks like you made it. King of the Demons, its awakening."