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Black territory, still in harsh weather.

All the men envy him, and he marches alongside Armada.

“Oh, you really don't have any grimoires in your house? ”

As he and she were naturally talking to each other, there was a situation with the subject of the 'Wizard’.

Armada raises her eyebrows and says, as if the grimoire were unexpected, the situation of a silly sagan without any home.

“… Yes. The common man with it is more curious.”

“Hmmm, it's the same in the world these days as when wizards say they're from the commons, they're richer than any other nobleman. I've been a little mistaken. “

Armada clapped as if something had come to mind.

“Oh, there's a good way. ”

“Yes? What is it? ”

“You can use my family grimoire. ”

“.. is that possible? ”

Sahan narrows his eyes and tilts his head. The grimoires are all precious. Families are not soft enough to lend such precious things easily. Especially when it comes to ‘Blaze,' called the Three Madogas of the Kingdom.

“Yes, you can. But there is one condition. ”

However, Armada's expression is quite serious.

“Well, what is it? ”

I replied with a serious look on my face. Growth will be very fast if you can get the Blades' grimoire. Forgiveness is not stupid enough to miss an opportunity like that.

“You can marry Ian. ”

“... Are you kidding me? ”

“No, I mean it. ”

Zahan looks at her as if it was ridiculous.

What's even more ridiculous is that her voice, judged by cognition, is really serious.

“.. there. ”

“My father would welcome me, too. Since my father told me and Ian when I was little, my sister said," Meet a talented man and give birth to a great descendant. "”

“No, you know...”

“And I don't think Ian hates it very much. He looks... Hmm... He's not that ugly.

As soon as Forgiveness tries to answer something, he stops to feel the ominous intuition of grabbing her head.

“And, Sahan, you're a commoner. You're part of my family, so... what are you doing? ”

Armada suddenly stops and looks at him suspiciously.

“... I think there's something. Something big. ”

Forgiveness wiped off the cold sweat that was flowing down.

An ominous feeling is no joke. Something keeps coming this way. But it's a very powerful thing.

I feel different from the monsters I've met so far.

‘This is the Boss Mob.’

Zahan swallowed the saliva. You hear the sound of his throat stirring.

Armada looks carefully at his face, and she closes her eyes and focuses.

“... I definitely feel a faint aura. Not really…”

“Please go ahead and ask them to be careful. This is so dangerous."

In that moment, something rises from the ground at the forefront of the line.

Something big enough to feel as if the earth itself were rising above the ground reveals itself.

“Huh..”

Saehan lets out a low murmur as he looks at him.

A monster with black armor all over its body who walks in a lion's head and pot-like body. It's "Derumon."

He was a very famous boss mob for his frustration and annoyance on the community site.

As soon as he reveals himself, he slaps the giant front foot firmly toward the line. You managed to avoid the swift soldiers and knights, but some of the unavoidable soldiers were crushed on your front foot and your limbs exploded.

“.. let's go first. ”

Armada starts running without delay towards the Derumon.

However, he hesitated a little. A weakling like yourself is a powerful monster that can be harmed and killed if it is mistaken.

“Phew.”

But he lets out a deep sigh and chases after Armada.

In this world, the existence of 'Derumon’ will not be widely known.

He was originally a famous, rare boss monster on the community site.

Forgiveness is like a boss monster you would never see while actually playing a game.

So the people of this world will not know his weakness.

However, a monster named Derumon is impossible to target without knowing its weaknesses. He's a very tricky man.

And that weakness, she knew.

* * *

The sudden emergence of the Deremon in combat is a complete mess.

There are torn limbs everywhere, and there's blood everywhere.

Dozens of soldiers die every time Dermon swings his arm.

“Hiya!”

With a long, white-haired whistle of an impressive old knight, a massive white sword splitting through the earth pours out toward the Dermon.

Despite an authentic slash, he looks at anything but indifference.

“.. I don't know where he came from. His charm - his armor - is really strong. Such a coveted thing. ”

Deshon, an old knight, pulls out his tongue.

“This monster is not in your gut. Maybe he's the only one who's ever lived in black territory.

Grey looks at him carefully.

His body is surrounded by strange armor, and even Dehorn's swords are hard enough to drink lightly.

Then it seems unlikely that his spear will work either. I hate to admit it, but there doesn't seem to be much for knights to do.

“I... guess he doesn't listen well to physical damage. I'm going to need a mado.”

Dehon nods.

“Oh. Here they come. Son of Madosa Martin. ”

Grey looks at the direction he's pointing at his jaw.

Armada was rushing this way.

“What's going on? Who the hell is he? ”

Armada looks around at the debacle and asks with a flickering face.

“I don't know. It just doesn't work. I'm thinking about it. ”

“... I'll bite the soldier first. It's like a dog's death.”

The old knight nods and shouts at the soldiers.

When the soldiers heard that shout, they began to retreat.

All that remains in the battlefield are knights and wizards.

As the soldiers retreat, Derumon looks at them with a cool glare.

“That guy looks scary. First, let's move your body so that the wizards can cast their magic. ”

Dehon stretches.

“I'll go too! ”

Aren draws his sword and answers. Dehon nods, looking at him as if he were magnificent.

“Let's just say the knights are tying his feet and the wizards are deciding what to do. ”

Grey squeezes his spear tightly.

The knights nod and run to Derumon.

It wasn't until then that the mercenaries of his extravagant stamina arrived on the battlefield.

“Huh-huh-uh.”

Zahan looks around, breathing heavily.

There's blood and debris all over the place. Gore and Grotesque views. Saehan couldn't stop feeling nauseous for a moment.

“Oops!”

Saehan, who had been nauseous several times, worked hard to gather his mind and looked forward.

The situation is simple. Derumon and dozens of knights are at war.

The knights are picking up the weapons inside Mana, avoiding the attack by the Derumon.

But strangely enough, his armor doesn't even have superficial wounds.

At that moment, Armada's Meteor was triggered and several meteorites fell from the sky.

The knights find Meteor and stay away from him.

Several meteorites continue straight through his heart, and a massive explosion occurs.

Suddenly, dust rises everywhere, knights are nervous, and they look at the place where the explosion happened, covered in dust, where they can't see a single inch ahead.

But she was sure. He'd still be alive.

“... Grrrgh!! ”

Derumon roars before the dust clears, wanting to let everyone know he's okay. Even though the magic was authentically struck, his black armor was not even scratched.

The knights grimace and charge back at him.

“Armada, wait a minute.

Armada looks appalled at the presence of a healthy man. I'm sweating cold. I poured more than a single meteorite on one monster. A substantial amount of Mana evaporates. Nevertheless, the monster was fine. It doesn't make any sense. This is an impossible situation.

Armada bites her lip hard enough to bleed and is ready to cast her magic again.

Armada's eyes, which quickly memorized high-grade magic, are already glowing red.

As soon as she tried to cast the 'Meteor’ magic again, Sahan stopped her.

“Mr. Armada's magic won't work now, not now. I'll attack first, so if my attack is right, please cast magic again. ”

“... what? ”