Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 306

I return to human form and go to a stone building in the old town. Although this is ostensibly a warehouse unrelated to the Council, the secret treasure of Ason is kept secret.

As we approached the building, the expected Fuminos and the crowd appeared.

Because they are not Milardians, evacuation orders from the Demon King are meaningless.

"Wright, what kind of business do you need in this emergency?"

The shrine maiden costume, Humino, has the same gentle smile as usual.

However, she is a terrible ninja who has the ancestral foreseeing ability and stretches out the enemy with a thread with high killing ability.

I can't perceive it, but it's better to think that there is already an attack thread around.

Her subordinates are three, apparently resembling the commoners of Milardia, but all seem to be armed with hidden weapons such as wands.

I answer straightforwardly.

"I will use Ason's treasure"

"But Mr. Waid, it's a violation of the agreement ..."

Fumino was not surprised, but his voice seemed more confusing than his will.

"Is there no other way, Mr. Weid?"

From Humino's words, there is a compelling feeling of "I want you to stay away."

Even if I and the crowd here fight, they just become unhappy each other.

However, I have already decided.

"Sorry, Humino. Right now I'm just a rebel. There is no room for extension."

The moment he responds, he senses the smell of fear and fighting spirit from Humino's men. Do you have to do it?

The crowd is a trained ninja group, but still human.

It's not strong enough to beat a werewolf with only a few people.

When I thought so, Fumino smiled suddenly.

"We're not so stupid that we can stop fighting Weid. Stealth never dies."

When Fumino did some hand signing, the three men quietly disappeared behind the scenes. The smell goes away.

Apparently he did not fight.

No, wait, you're a ninja, so you can't be alert.

However, Fumino did not show any will to fight and bowed to me.

"I won't win, so I'm going to have to leave this place.

"I know. I will compensate for any violation of the agreement in some way."

I want to compensate because I'm bad, but I wonder if my position remains until then ...

Then Fumino looked happy for some reason.

"Then, personal lending to Waid."

She disappeared behind the scenes, leaving the word behind.

The smell fades and disappears completely.

Don't feel like you've come out to make a loan to me, not to fight.

Does personal lending mean that borrowing remains even if you are dismissed? I can't help it.

I don't care about that now, so I head to the vault.

In a room protected by iron doors and sturdy stone walls, Ason's secret treasure was enshrined.

Speaking of ninjas, one of the traps is likely to be set up, but if I came out to make a loan to me, I would not disturb me.

I have Asson's treasure.

The magic stored here is enormous. Compressed and safely sealed, but mishandling can be catastrophic.

Speaking of which, I had no idea how to give this to Ilia.

Eyria is not a magician, and she is physically taken over by the enemy in the first place.

I don't think it will be solved by passing Ason's treasure.

When it comes to that, is it all there is?

I decided to become a container of magic.

In theory, I can inhale all this magic. Because he has the power from the teacher.

However, it's a magical thing that drains magical powers from vast lands. It's like drinking an oil field.

As a sorcerer, she is scared slightly.

But there is no other way. I have no time to get lost.

"lets do it"

Encouraging myself, I have a dull glowing cup.

And he drank the magical power filled in the cup at once.

At that moment, the field of vision suddenly darkens.

`` Uh !? ''

It hurts like a broken head. Palpitations become severe and the sense of balance is lost.

He has lived as a werewolf and has never been so sick.

I couldn't stand and I poke both hands on the stone pavement. To be precise, it was a stone pavement when I first reached out.

I can not breathe. I get cold sweat.

My consciousness has gone away, and I'm worried that I may die.

I am not joking. If you die here, you're just stupid.

At that time, I remembered the interaction with the teacher right after I started.

"Magic power is stored by the body, manipulated by the head, and put out of the mouth."

"I'm not sure ..."

"The magic is full of your blood. How you move it is your imagination. Singing will help you when it's activated. ''

"I understand it somehow"

"What now you can understand"

There is no problem with the body. The werewolf's body can withstand powerful magic.

My head is ... imagination.

Even in melee fighting, the image is useful, such as "If you are aware of pulling the punch faster, the butt will be faster," or "When you kick, you will be stable if you intend to grab the floor with your toes."

Magic is the same, and the flow of magic varies dramatically depending on your imagination.

What comes to mind is the "vortex".

People in this world have only seen water and cloud whirlpools, but I have seen various whirlpools in the past. Most are CG, but it is easy to imagine.

The pain disappears as soon as the image of the "vortex composed of light particles" is completed in me.

The raging torrent of magical power draws a spiral slowly and is sucked into me. The body shook with the impact.

The rest is the mouth, the utterance. This is the same as using the body for exercise and fighting.

Then scream.

I screamed with all my strength, as usual.

When I realized, the place I was standing on was a vacant lot.

A large two-storey building has been converted into complete rubble. The rubble also blew off, and a round vacant land had formed around me.

There are probably no casualties because all residents are evacuated, but this is terrible.

"What is this ... I did?"

After screaming to control the magic, I seem to have released a super-large soul shaker.

Ason's treasure in her hand is empty of magic.

On the contrary, the inner magic crest ... that is, the crest that doubled as the circuit and the program had disappeared. The frame is squashed by the werewolf's grip.

I'm probably going to be treated as a savage by later sorcerers because I've once again destroyed the historic heritage following the "Wolf Slash".

The price, however, is that I now have tremendous magic.

Assuming that my usual magic power is one wight, it seems that there are roughly tens of thousands of vits.

This will not exhaust any powerful spells, and will change the terrain if fired for an attack.

Indeed, is this the world of braves and demon kings?

The world is distorted.

However, Iria cannot be rescued in a place where it is violent.

I have to give this to Ilia.

We'll think about what happens after she became a hero.

Kite and the werewolf squadron monitor Ilia's whereabouts, but have not yet landed.

I start tracking.

I run in the old town where I was deserted, but my body was strangely light.

Even though I intend to run normally, every time I kick the ground, the scenery flows tremendously behind.

Just by landing and turning, the cobblestones and the ground are greatly excavated. Running near the glass window breaks with wind pressure.

Even though it is an emergency, I think in my mind that the repair cost is about 80 silver coins, the order is through the masonry association, and the financial resources are deducted from my salary. Too much paperwork.

Maybe I'm not a brave or a demon king.

But now the rescue of Eyria is a top priority. It's an uninhabited town and you can turn it into rubble. Compensation will be considered later.

I enter the underpass from where Iria disappeared and run through the darkness without slowing down.

The enemy is a magical tool with excellent concealment ability, but cannot hide the location of Eyria.

The smell of her perfume was guiding me like a glowing thread in the dark.

I pursue her with the full potential of a werewolf.

My five senses and physical strength are strengthened by magic, and the scenery can be seen properly even though it is completely dark. It's a strange feeling.

The smell is quite mixed because it is a check passage next to the sewer.

There is no excrement or garbage flowing here, even though it is sewage, but even the water washed has a disturbing smell to human wolves. Because it smells human.

But my sense of smell captured the fragrance of Eyria's perfume.

The smell gradually increases.

When I finally found Ilia, she was sitting in one corner of the aisle. I got a small lamp where I got it.

I am relieved to see her being lit by a faint flame. All right, she is still alive.

But Ilia's hand was holding the drowlite's treasure.

"I'm going to get in the way again, a werewolf"

Airia stood up slowly. The voice was appallingly cold. The treasure is controlling the Aylea.

I laugh at Drowlite's treasure, quietly suppressing my anger.

"You're in the way. If you're not a good boy, you can eat a bad wolf?"

Both magical powers are formulated for battle.

The next moment, Ilia and Ilia attacked almost simultaneously.