The survival of the fly scattered in Aro's [Gael] is approaching me like he's after me again.

A shadow jumped from behind Aro descended right next to me, quickly slashing the neck of a single fly deep.

A slaughtered fly falls from his shoulder to the ground, rolls with fluid scattered, and stops moving.

"... not a bad slashing flavor. My late wife, a few steps down from Leral."

The half-naked big man who waved the sword was Volk.

If you look at the sword in your hand, the sword is the changing form of Grandpa Maggiatite.

"Volk... you were caught by the Holy Knights..."

"What do you take from those people, delays or something? I was just deliberately making a big deal out of it to heal the wounds I received from the demon king's men. I was a little angry with my attitude and I was impotent, so I'm not going to be able to go back to people for a while."

Oh... so I accompanied Aro and the others, and they came this far?

Aro also stands before me and stares at the surviving fly.

The whole thing, trying to escape, suddenly stops moving in space and starts pulling back.

Nightmare emerged from the tree, opening his big mouth and eating it into his abdomen.

The rest of the flies aren't going to retreat either, they stick to me persistently, fly to each other, surround me, and fly away.

But Aro and Volk intercepted one after the other, and in no time the flies were wiped out.

"Kissie......"

Black lizards look anxious around my face.

Don't worry, they're my people. I already saved your life. I got away with it.

From the small cliff of the mine where Aro stood, Trent appeared late and stepped up.

He hasn't done anything... but I can just relieve him a little, as usual.

I'll stay put and squat to the spot.

All sorts of things happened too continuously.

All my HP, MP, gave me so far is a miracle.

I've never been pushed this far since I was reincarnated into another world.

... and it's also the first time I've seen you so pathetic.

Aro, who's finished fighting, is coming right next to me.

"Dragon god! Already cleaned up those demons... dragon god... are you sure?

Aro rounded his eyes and looked at me.

To be exact, I was looking at my, my empty seat next to my neck.

Blood still seeps into the cutting surface and bones are exposed.

Because of the forceful reshaping by humanization and the stickiness until the magic was completely exhausted, I still had a slightly crushed appearance after solving the [manipulation technique].

Time went by and now it's completely back to normal... but I guess that's why Aro, who was immediately turning his consciousness to dispose of his external enemies, didn't seem to realize that he had no one else before.

Hard. Especially for Nightmare...... really, it's hard to let them know.

I can't believe I didn't have to let Aro and the others know if I tried my best along the way, so much so that such a cowardly, shitty idea just passed my head once.

Regardless, there's no way that's allowed to happen.

He sacrificed himself to protect me.

When the crisis passed and I could afford just a little bit of my head, I had to be aware of my body, which was lightened by distortion.

The fact that the other party died and was fading after the fierce battle punches me in the head again.

From my own eyes, tears fell.

I put my head to the ground.

"... the other side was killed sheltering me."

Both Aro and Trent stood up and received my [thoughts].

Nightmare, too, is staring at me with his movements stopped.

"Yes, was it..."

Volk turned zero and laid his eyes down.

Nightmare descends the tree and comes towards me.

... Originally, Nightmare was more favorable to the other side than me.

I guess they don't think too well of me being sheltered by the other side and only one returning.

I know what it feels like to say something. I'm willing to accept whatever they say, too.

Nightmare's front leg gently stroked my head.

Nightmare must have been hard.

But he didn't do anything to blame me.

I'm sure that's because Nightmare knew exactly how I felt, too.

The silence lasted for a while and Volk opened his mouth.

"... Uroboros, what are you going to do now? The Virgin seemed to want to kill you no matter what. They might follow us soon."

'Running away... is the only way. I don't care because I can't grasp the range he can manipulate the demons he captures, but if Belzebub, his servant, gets in here... clearly, he doesn't have a winning shot.'

"I've been listening since then."

... and then?

Perhaps the Virgin will follow me wherever I flee.

"... even after I was betrayed, I thought I'd settle if I could."

When Lilixiela attacked me after I defeated Slime... I hated him from the bottom of my heart.

But put aside some time... I thought Lilixiela had no choice but to make a stand.

Or maybe you wanted to.

Living in sacred skills and serving Belzebab, which can be considered the most powerful character of demons, Rixilla is no exaggeration when it comes to human representation.

I wanted to assume that Lilixilla might have had to assume that when I peeled my fangs off to humans...

For example, when I evolved and became a monster like Ruin, who had no self... when I turned my extra enormous power to man on some applause... when I was dissatisfied with my own treatment and became the next demon king... I might have assumed such a case.

And maybe even after being betrayed, I thought it would be sweet to see me strip Ruin from the king's capital with my life at stake, and change my mind.

But... I was immediately reminded that the idea was a mistake.

Lilixilla sent Belzebub to me.

Besides, even considering the speed of Belzebub, it's too fast to catch up.

I don't think Lilixilla bothered my treatment.

When he found out what was going on, he cut the trump card without hesitation and let Belzebub go to me.

'... create a base and be ready. If I evolve, my Belzebub opponents will have enough power to fight. And... I'm gonna give Rixilla back. "

I'll never lose my people again.

To do this, I will fight Lilixilla and the voice of God.

It doesn't matter if Lilixilla is the strongest of humans, if Belzebub is the strongest of demons, no matter how bad the voice of God was.

I'll stand on top of it and take them down.