Since you decided to take on the request, Mr. Rod, Mr. Todd and Mr. Zini's three brothers have been quite handy.
"We're going back first. In that outfit, a little stands out."
"And Dee, why don't you just run along and get me some old clothes. Your coat is worn out."
"Whoa."
Watching Dee receive silver for payment from me and drive to the market. [M]
Then, Mr. Rod and Mr. Todd changed their expressions.
"…… So, it was Pharmacist."
"Yes."
Both Mr. Rod and Mr. Todd looked difficult.
"... you know what you're doing?
"We're wholesale of unfamiliar hallucinogens," he said.
And its origins are probably in the South, and its revenues flow to the base of the demonic relationship, Ms. Samuel said.
There is also the closeness of the slums, which is probably one of the bases of considerable importance to the demons.
"Well, yeah. Come in the last year or so. As the Temple of Vault retreated here, we made money all at once."
"Then, naturally, there are some of them who want to divide the profits..."
"……… What happened?
"Killed. In a relentless way."
Mr. Rod shrugged in his face.
"The people who were forming a pretty big prison party were killed in turn, and the people around here realized it." I shouldn't have put my hands on it. "
"As a result, whether we want to distract ourselves or rub it off and store it in a sweet spill of juice as a retail medicine…"
"Hey. I mean... after all, those guys, what is it? You know the Holy Knight."
The narrative of the two of us.
I was curious, but it felt like it, and Jini shrugged.
"Bye, fool."
"If you ask, you can't turn back."
"…… Can't we turn back anyway? Brother."
That being said, Mr. Rod and Mr. Todd looked at each other.
"Is that so too?"
Nodding at the same time.
"What are those guys?
"You're a bunch of demons."
Silence fell.
"Again."
"It's a bunch of demons. Oh, there's a good chance they're mixed up with evil spiritual cults."
It is quite difficult to turn into a different kind of intelligent body without being overwhelmed. Being a junior demon, I feel uncomfortable not being able to repair my appearance or hide it in my behavior with some Words.
Like Specular, demons that can blend in with a lot of precision are rarer - or "General" because they can.
For example, it is more reasonable to think that there are human collaborators - and around that point,
"So, a bunch of demons, or……"
"It's a demon. It's a cannibal."
"You don't even use magic………………."
I noticed that Mr. Rod and the others were a lot more annoyed.
Yes.... although I already have too many fights with the devil and tend to be paralyzed.
Normally, the devil is quite a threat.
"Ha. … it's okay."
So I laugh.
Be as fussy, confident, and so on as possible.
"Leave it to me. If something happens to you, run, hide..."
Take a breath.
"So, if you're lucky, let's poke a gap and stab him. … it's a boost to the demon slayer. For the rest of your life, you can turn it into a story grass, right?
Isn't that a delicious story? But I just said that.
- Everyone in this room knows, of course, that it's not that simple.
Neither do I. Neither do Mr. Rod, Mr. Todd, and Mr. Gini.
Be ambitious. Once, on an adventure.
In action, know the fear that boils from the bottom of your body. Look at the blood splash, the anguish, the cruelty.
On top of that, there's no one who says, "It's easy to give you kung fu."
But still...
"Hehe, that's right"
"Delicious story."
"Yes, good, demon killer…………………"
There are times when everyone has to be strong.
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Receive an old coat full of clothes from the returning Dee and dress it up in a discreet alley.
The coat even had fleas on it, so I scattered it with a "Word" that came from a simple worm.
- I know it would be nice to keep it on as a disguise, but I'm assuming rough things ahead. I don't want to lack concentration due to itching.
"Well, that's convenient."
"Shall I call you?
Gini will also be given some wormworm words.
"Ah, me and me."
"Me too!
"Me too -!
Then, he also put on the kind of "Word" that avoided detection.
Becoming a wizard accustomed to battle, beside the stronghold, he engraves a "sign" that reacts to malice and hostility.
It's the base of the demons, possibly a mix of magical users.
If so, the way to avoid a magical alert net is to prepare for the imperative before entering.
Nevertheless, even if I tell people who don't have the qualities to say, "There may be a magical trap," etc., I get alert to unknown threats and behave strangely.
Mr. Jini's hope was to cross the ship.
Let's put on a face I don't know much about, that's the best thing about this.
"Okay, so this is where we're from, but first, Dee"
"Yeah."
"If the next bell rings and none of us return, will you deliver this letter to the designated location? Because if you say it from me, it should come through."
"Rika!
It's addressed to His Highness.
I have permission to act on my family's blurring, and I should not be informed in advance of what I am doing today... in case I become unconscious, I must entrust you with something later.
… no matter how strong I am right now, when I die, I die more than I fight.
If it's always better to be strong in action, I'm not standing here in the first place. [M]
"Shall we?"
That's how Dee asks us to wait and we move on to the dim slums.
Many alleys are caved in darkness due to unusually stretched upper floors due to the repetition of illegal additions and alterations.
Naturally, there are some things that lurk in those alleys and observe this place, and some of them get tangled up.
"Hey, from here on out, bro, I'll escort you for a special fee - what the hell, Rod, what's wrong?"
"Oh, hey, in business."
"Commercial?
"I came to the pharmacist to discuss business with Jen, right? You know what I mean?"
"Ugh......"
There was no deep pursuit of me in my robe. [M]
... wherever the land people are on their side, it's easy to move.
So many unhygienic, through a winding dark alley, over a square manned by bad galas.
Next to a poorly flowing canal with starched green water.
We finally got to the front of the building.
"……………… here."
It's a thin, dirty, lacquered, miserable building.
The front is relatively beautiful, but if it is also a side road, raw debris is smashed unconstructively, featherworms roar and bugs crawl around everywhere.
It smells like rot and manure, like sniffing.
- In flattery, it's not a place you want to stay for long.
If you sit still in front of the building too long, you will be alerted, so get your gaze around quickly.
First of all, it's not a good idea to have a waterway nearby.
Water is a barrier to not being foolish.
If, for example, a demon with fish or amphibious features jumps into the water through a building window and escapes by diving inside this sewage, he will have a hard time tracking it.
And the streets are all complicated, though I've been there and I know it.
If they are scattered and thoroughly escaped, even if the two of them can be captured, a considerable number will be scattered and run away.
If there were any gestures, they would have handed people out to every escape exit.
We cannot push such a dangerous role on the three brothers who are now accompanying the boulder, and furthermore, it would be imperative to be perceived if we approach them in large numbers anyway.
If dozens of strange warriors approach, rumors will fly quickly in a place like this.
It's hard to think that they won't react to it, given that they will be quite alert from time to time.
- In large numbers, perceived before approaching.
- In small numbers, they can be dispersed and run away.
Quite conceived, good placement.
If so, what to do……
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Just thinking for a few seconds, I told Mr. Rod.
"Uh, can I let you know about the visit first?
"Ooh."
Mr. Rod knocks on the door knocker at the front entrance.
You're on guard against raids, well done, thick wooden doors in a slum like this.
"……… Dale, da"
A squeaky voice returned.
Beyond the door - a sign of a human shaped but unmanly thing, one, two, Mitsuzu.
Apparently there's no doubt here.
"Ooh, it's a rod on Rubble Street. Pharmacist, I've been leading you and this customer."
"Ann, Nye?
"Yes."
Nod, I'm going straight out.
Although reconfirmed, in large numbers it is perceived before approaching. In small numbers, they are dispersed and able to escape.
Well, suppose...
"Hey, I wanted to ask you something."
When I bent my right pinky finger, bent my medicine finger, bent my middle finger, bent my index finger and made my fist, I even held it tight with my thumb.
The feeling of a strong heartbeat. My whole body gets hot.
With your left hand over Mr. Rod, standing in front of the door instead, you wave the fist you made -
"Sorry to bother you!
With fists slammed down from the diagonal top in an overhand mood, he smashes the front door.
The door cracks along with the thunderous sound and instantly returns the body (I want) and kicks it where the hinge blows up.
Kicking the doorboard in the back,
"Gah!?
The devil as he stood in the front of the door, got caught and fell.
Jumping in with momentum, he grabbed the hood of the shadow he was sitting by the door, pulling in and kicking his knee in his torso.
"G......!?
- It feels odd, like beating dry clay. Not a human body.
If you strip the hood, it's the head of the Soldier Demon, Spawn.
Don't hesitate to snap the neck bone. An unpleasant sound came from my arm, and the devil dusted in my arm.
"Shah!"
Shortly afterwards, the other one, recovered from the agitation that struck him, draws his one-handed sword and pokes at him.
Half-hearted, he stepped in, grabbed his wrist and broke his leg with his elbow stretched and clapped.
I just hit my head on the floor and stepped down on my face to chase him. This also becomes dust.
By then, the first guy to hit the doorboard stood up and tried to escape.
… catch up, twist down, and chop off your hands and feet.
For a moment, such a brutal thought swept through the back of my brain - the moment I realized it, I exhaled sharply from between my chewed teeth, suppressing the urge.
"Falling", "Spider web"
Release a range controlled spider yarn. Intertwining the devil's escape and stationary.
As it approaches, after punching his fist in and powerlessness, keep the motion under control with the Paralysis Word (Paralysis).
The devil becomes dust if he kills it.
Its dust also serves as evidence of the existence of the devil, but it would be quicker to talk later if there were a living devil.
"Ho, it's a real demon..."
"Damn, are you serious............"
"Oh, wow..."
"Pick up that one-handed sword and follow me. The basics are behind me, and like I said, you can run away and hide."
When they skipped the instructions to Rod, Todd and Gini, who looked upset, they nodded with a blue face.
"I'll be quick."
In large numbers, perceived before approaching.
In small numbers, they can be dispersed and escaped.
Then you just have to beat them off one end before they can sense the situation and try to escape.
I snorted quietly at Brad in my heart.