Ohanabatake no Maousama

At that time, the deepest part of the dungeon was in a very difficult situation.

"What are you doing! Open the door quickly!" "I can't do it! The door has strong magic ..." "I heard it over and over! Yeah, incompetent! I want to whine It's not a way to open the door !! "

"Do you understand !? This stupid magical power has made some of the dungeon's functions crazy, and the air-conditioning magic isn't working? Let's solve it fast! I'll do it! ''

"I'm sick of Temee! What a different magical thing!"

"Do it yourself and don't push it!

Kudels picked up a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his eyes as he exchanged with the shrine over the rubble.

"Sad, subordinates with incompetence to their boss."

It is a line that I can not imagine being the very person who created the shambles, but since it is unmistakable and true, it is strange. And in response to Kudels's words, Belator nodded with his arms folded.

"It's absolutely impossible. I can't break even this degree of problem and I'm a dungeon master."

"Well, by the way, what would you do?" Moral asked if his curiosity had hurt, and strangely they both spoke the same words at the same time.

"Drill a hole in the opposite dungeon wall to create a new passage."

Yes, some of the dungeon features are crazy, but not all of them are useless. From what Kudels sees, what's going wrong is the air conditioning and information transfer functions, whose control functions are independent of the dungeon core?

Probably this structure is used in case the dungeon core is destroyed or the function is abnormal, but this time it feels like a backfire. In other words, the function of the dungeon core that changes the structure of the dungeon is completely intact.

But the next moment he spoke, Kudels and Belator looked, looked sullenly and turned away.

"Oh, you're on good terms." "... It's a coincidence." "It's just an illusion."

The two men have a pretty nasty look at the moral utterances. It is not clear because each other's complexion is difficult to understand, but it must be about half shy. There was strange air flowing between them.

Kudels opens his mouth to wipe out such air.

"Well, at least I knew that I was here at the bottom." "Yes. I can't build an eavesdropping network that can get us out of this kind of guy."

Subsequently, Berator muttered my opinion, and morals nodded at the words.

"I agree with that. So let's get into the room soon."

When he tells them, the moral snaps his finger. Then all the rubble that was so lamenting the dungeon masters turned into water and melted down. And the morals open the door greatly without the need for a break.

"Hello, everyone. O-ma-ta-se! Moral-chan!", And deliberately screamed inside, and the three demons were fighting each other. For sudden intruders, the three wide open their eyes and freeze for a while.

"What the hell are you !!" "Huh, how did you get in?"

Listening to the astonished shouting demons, Kudels and Belator also slid the giant into the room.

"I'm not the one who claims to be different. I'm just a god and a demon. I'm here to talk with you because it's a little obstructive."

He smiles and smiles, but probably his eyes are not laughing. The three demons indulge in the smell of black and white aura from the whole body. But the moment he notices the person behind him, he realizes that their fate has already run out.

"Well, you're here!" "Who allowed you to call my name? A rude man." The moment Beratall grumbled so sorry, the three demons were on ice. Trapped in a pillar. It's a quick job with no time to stop.

"Oh, I've cleared up Assari. Could you please play a little more and give me something? I also wanted to talk to them a little bit."

Morals also agrees with Kuders shrugging. Perhaps it was half-reflected on ice. This shortness was clearly a drawback of Veratol.

"I don't have a hobby of doing such useless things. I'll just take them home and interrogate them." "Isn't as interesting as ever. And even interrogations are useless. There are smarter means."

Telling so, Kudels reaches for the magic circle behind the room.

"Oh morale, Berator, please reduce the magic a little. The magic circle seems to be short and useless." "What is it?"

Morals bows as he peers into the magic circle where Kudels is tinkering.

"Well, it looks like it's a magic circle for communication." As expected, Bertall seems to have noticed the general function, but he didn't know how to use it.

"It's a telecommunications magic circle that has been developed in a part of the demonic country. Well, it looks like it's working properly. Well ... let's talk with the mastermind."

At the same time as the dialogue, the magic circle emits blue light with a bang. Soon after, a woman appeared on the magic circle.

"Oh ... the regular contact should have been scheduled ahead of time. Did something go wrong?"