Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 7

Grunstadt Castle, home to the Demon Army.

The name is ugly, but it's actually a remote castle. Hundreds of years ago, it was destroyed in a struggle between humans, and is now used by the Demon King's army as a base.

Originally an abandoned ruin, this castle was rebuilt using magic and is an impregnable castle.

The surroundings are wrapped in magical fog and cannot be seen or approached. People who come into contact with fog are paralyzed and also serve as sensors.

Even if it arrives in the army, it will be annihilated without reaching the castle.

We walk with the teacher on our shoulders in the fog that is comfortable for us demons. Transfers into the castle are forbidden and you must enter through the castle gate.

I turn into a werewolf so that the guards don't get me wrong, and then walk with my teacher.

"It looks weird, but the air here feels good."

"I'm a human being. I'm not feeling bad."

After all, he seems to have stopped half the human being.

The dragon guarding the castle gate passed us as soon as we saw our face. The defense of the castle is all done by elite dragon soldiers.

They belong to the 1st Division. And the head of the 1st Division was no other Demon King.

When walking in the castle courtyard, someone walks in from the fog. It is a huge figure.

"Ayatsuka"

At the same time as the teacher muttering, I notice the other person's identity. I immediately knew it with a bloody smell.

"What is the Third Division?"

It was a giant with a beast-like face. He is about 3 meters tall. There are almost twice as much as me. Beast demons. She is half naked and has a steel club.

General of the Second Division, who leads the demon squad. The name is dog.

Don't laugh by name. In the words of the beasts, it seems to mean "crazy person". That is a crazy dog.

I can laugh more.

The mad dog gives the teacher a formal thanks and looks down on me.

"Are you reporting now?"

It was a stupid tone. Apparently this is the return of the report. I don't know the difference, but he's the winner or the loser.

As I'm getting bored, the dog is still poking.

"I don't know if it's a trading city, but you don't have to report it as much as you attacked it.

The dog has a triumphant look, wielding his proud club. What makes you happy?

"Mine, mine. Do you understand? I dig iron. I can't dig anything in a trade city. It's not worth it."

Oh, that's it.

In short, they want to say that their prey is more valuable.

You won't know how valuable the trade is in this light. Many of the other demons, and the humans in this world, may not understand much.

I know how important distribution is, but it's not easy to explain, and there's no point in explaining it.

So I shrug my shoulders lightly.

"You're comfortable."

As soon as the dog turned his face red. Yes, the blood of the beast is also red.

"Well, who do you think I am! I'm a dog, a genius with the power of a beast!"

Genius ... Well, the intelligence of a beast is about elementary school. This is a junior high school student, so a genius would be a genius.

"I'm a magician with the power of a werewolf, but who do you think is stronger? Can a genius know?"

"Of course! I am!"

What do you do, this idiot.

I glanced up at the teacher, but she floated away and flew away.

"Let's get along with each other."

"Master ..."

It seems that the teacher has trouble fighting.

I can't help but look up at the beast.

Demons are all about power. You lose if you lose.

Let's deal lightly. I stared at the dog.

`` Don't block the road with a big but weak figure, get away ''

"what!"

The club was swung down. Suddenly?

Of course, it's not me. The eyes of a werewolf seem to stop.

The club's blow only smashed the stone pavement underneath and scattered debris around.

"Hey, don't break the Demon King's castle!"

My opponent was the one who came first, so I decided to play a little.

"I need some punishment."

A werewolf and a beast.

The strength of the beast is higher.

This is natural because the physique is totally different. You can swing a huge club lightly and attack a wide area at once. Destruction specialist.

However, the physique of a beast is also a weak point.

Because it is a huge body, it starts moving slowly.

Even if it is late, it takes a certain amount of skill to take the lead and there is courage. Above all, it is difficult to kill a beast's strong body with a single blow.

And even if it's fatal, the club that's swinging down can't be stopped. A scary monster.

For humans, though.

I dodge the second shot while thinking about that. Despite being a vice-division commander, this is the extent of a beast.

An unedged club is not a major threat when fully swung down.

I'm not a Buddha, I'm not going to go for the third shot.

He jumps lightly and knocks on his chin.

"Ugh!?!"

Humans should have been shattered with their faces, but they are truly beasts.

It seems that the jaw bone had just broken. It is quite strong.

It is a wound that can be surrendered normally, but the dog is a demon king's military commander.

On the contrary, he wielded the club with tremendous force without losing his fighting spirit.

"Ooh"

It is a blind attack, but if I hit it, I can take a shot with a shot. Let's dodge carefully and get a blow.

Speaking of which, the teacher is watching.

Slightly use magic.

I lightly sign and let the palm dwell in magic.

"Don't feel bad"

The werewolf's claws glowed with evil light.

Black shiny claws dig into the broken jaw.

"Goo oh ah!"

The palm of a werewolf digs into the beast's jaw. They are crushing broken bones.

As expected, the dog seemed to feel severe pain. He loses his fighting spirit and drops his club.

"Hey, surrender!"

I recommend surrender, but this stubborn only screams.

It can not be helped.

"Sleep a bit"

I returned my wrist while squeezing the dog's broken chin.

The beast's head shakes in an interesting way, and the man strips his eyes. He had a concussion. The dog turned over with the sound of the ground. I'm not getting up anymore.

If the beast is a specialist in destruction, the werewolf is a specialist in slaughter.

"Okay, until then. Yeah, it was a good match."

The master who watched the game came down fluffy and praised the good fight with a tone that seems to be good.

She cleverly cured the dog's chin with a healing magic and pounded on his shoulder.

"Dog's brave warrior, as expected, is a vice division commander."

"No, no ... no ... no ... no ..."

The dog is still moaning, although the wound should have healed.

Apparently the master used the most painful guy among the many treatment magics. Instead of strengthening the natural healing power and closing the wound with less magic power, it is a guy who runs severe pain until it is completely cured.

He was a sober and sly teacher.

And the teacher turns around and taps at my head with a disgruntled face.

"Why is this fighting? I'm gonna reflect on it."

"Hahhh ..."

I think he won vividly, but the teacher seems to be dissatisfied.

While flying fluffy, the teacher says he bumps.

"Don't let the old man's heart work hard ..."

Oh, were you just worried?

He was plainly insidious, but he was also an overprotective teacher.