Sword of Glutton Princess

Once the battle is over, we will recover the demon nucleus.

Class C Demon, the Demon Nucleus of the Mineral Demon Solas.

Twenty or three hundred thousand temis should go, even at the selling price.

Mr. Hyodle had said in advance, 'Whatever happens, let's divide the reward into three equal parts', something that would make us sorry.

At the very least, nearly 70,000 temis will come in.

At the behest of Mr. Hyodle, Edda flips over the face of Solas' giant cunt.

On the back there were faded feathers, soil and debris of rot.

Smoke is rising, and rotting meat is decreasing its mass more and more.

Edda glanced.

"The nucleus of the demon should be buried around the center of its surface. Dean, teach him how to take it off. Box."

Mr. Hyodle grips the neckline "Cross of the Subsky" and floats the magic formation.

Space is distorted and something like a transparent box floats in the universe.

Mr. Hyodle gets his hands in there and removes the knife for demolition from inside.

"Yes, sir"

I received a knife from Mr. Hyodle and handed it to Edda.

"... I'll do it?

I guess I saw the collapsed demon and no longer wanted to touch it.

He receives a knife for demolition from me with a bitter look on his face and re-bears the Magic Sword.

That's how he bends down and grabs and holds the edge of the giant claw surface, and starts poking and collapsing on the back.

To be honest with me... I don't think Edda has any intention of experiencing demolition.

Unlike me, who had to be a hauler, Edda is usually strong.

In the future, there will not be a first scene where demolition work can be pressed.

So if you don't like him, you can do it differently.

I'm sure you should learn from an exonuclear servant, but if Mr. Hyodle or I do it, it'll be over soon.

Compared to stripping fighting bones from animals, it's easier to remove demon nuclei from demons where most of your body collapses if life breaks down.

It's just that it's Mr. Hyodle's extraction, and there's no reason to dare ignore it and shelter Edda.

Well, there's no harm in going through it.

… and let me lower my previous hoarding a bit.

Edda had a cool look on her face and was desperately shredding her rotten flesh.

I put the mana lamp back in my hand again on the ground.

"If you break the surface, you should sharpen it with your fingers. The nucleus is sturdy, but sometimes just in case."

I was looking at Edda's work and wondering what that Triple Prison Dog Fang was.

It's all over now, but we're gonna get hooked.

There must be an example of an adventurer of the same class as Mr. Hyodle being tragically murdered, but Mr. Hyodle quickly defeated those three.

If unintentional hitting had been decided, could those three have fought well against their opponents, Mr. Hyodle?

To do so, all three of them were frightened by Mr. Hyodle's physical abilities and seemed unfamiliar with the battle against the character.

Besides, Cerberus Fang had no case in the shallow hierarchy.

I thought it might be dangerous in the basement two tiers where people can accumulate.

The raid was deep in the basement two floors... but I don't even feel that sticking around at the point of descent to the three floors for the reason that "people are easy to get by" and making a case is a little out of the previous incident of "Cerberus Fang".

The Triple Prison Dog Fang (Cerberus Fang) was thoroughly afraid to expose his identity, so he never even made a candidate for his identity.

Wasn't it?

I shake my head.

No, it's just shallow speculation.

Assuming that's the case, Mr. Hyodle, who actually did the battle, would have noticed right away and mentioned it on that occasion.

... really, really?

"Yeah? Didn't you hear any strange noises right now?

Suddenly Mr. Hyodle looks back at us.

"Huh...?

I didn't hear you at all.

I sharpen my consciousness for once and check my surroundings with Odd Sensing/Bottom.

But I can't find any odds that I'm particularly concerned about.

"I haven't heard anything either"

"Well, I hope it's your fault"

Mr. Hyodle took "Spear Hayes of Wind Reading" in his hand, in a natural motion.

Very often, it was the usual move to do so.

I'm sure I wouldn't have been able to react to that if I hadn't thought about something strange just before.

The adventurer is from the Demonic Labyrinth, and that doesn't distract him from the underground three levels or later.

If you cross the day, you may have no choice but to sleep and eat, but if the three basement tiers were your purpose from the beginning, as we do now, you would drastically shift your time but turn back to the basement tier before eating.

The most defenseless thing is when your hands get blocked and you let go of the Magic Sword and you have to focus on something else, when you dismantle it.

And it was Mr. Hyodle who nominated Edda.

Mr. Hyodle smiled and shook up "Spear Hayes of Wind Reading".

I gave it back to me.

"Edda, it's dangerous!

"Ugh!"

I set myself up for Edda as long as I could.

That's the end of the battle tribe, pulling through the Magic Instructor sword while turning magnificently in space, landing in a succumbing position.

Turn your murderous eyes to me.

"Hey, what are you doing to me! You want to die!

Mr. Hyodle's swinging demon guide spear slammed the face of the solus.

Rotten soil breaks, the surface of the solus is easily crushed, and the whole area is filled.

"... have you taken it off? You're unexpectedly smart. I was watching."

There was already no laugh in Mr. Hyodle's face as he shook up "Spear Hayes of Wind Reading" again.

Until just now, Mr. Hyodle and I don't think he's the same person.

I feel cold killing on my skin.

If you're in time, they'll definitely kill you at the next moment.

I jumped behind my back with the Devil's Sword Belzera in place.

Edda also drops to be pressurized with a pale face with a magical guide sword.

"Leopard, Leopard, what imitation, like this..."

Edda asks even though she is a wolf.

"What imitation,. You haven't noticed? You both carry only a fine magic sword at low levels, and besides disappearing, there's no one to make a scene, even a great duck."

Keep your expressionless eyes intact, only the edge of your mouth leads up.

I've never seen such a temperatureless laugh.

"Ugh, it's a lie, isn't it? This... 'Cause, look! I don't know how much time I've had to attack...!

"Oh, I planned on doing that. They're not the two guys with" instant "and" odd sensing. "If you run and let the other adventurers know. But don't worry. The passage here is dead... you have no escape."

It was said that "Odd Sense" was perfect even for the name of fighting, although it should have been rare for the Pure People "Legman" to have it.

When I opened my eyes in surprise, Mr. Hyodle's, no, Hyodle's cheek shook like a laugh.

Sickled.

Travel to the center of the aisle so that the hyodle seals the path.

"Adventurers know, that's ten. The exit of the prey must be sure to crush."

I just stood still behind my back in the battle against Solas, just in case I couldn't get away with it.

Solas is not. Me and Edda.

I guess he moved poorly and feared that me and Edda would get out of the way and that Solas, who became the third force, would get in the way of chasing him.

Hyodor noticed the Devil's Sword Berzera from the beginning.

Perhaps when you see me carrying a new Magic Instructor sword and holding a conventionally unthinkable swollen redemption bag.

What a wooden adventurer I am, a normal adventurer doesn't notice.

But Hyodle, almost pointlessly, had nominated me as a haulier twice.

That could have been for gathering information and creating a public body.

Even if I could understand it so far, I still couldn't accept that Hyodle was going to betray me and Edda from the start.

Your heart beats faster.

My breath gets rough.

My vision glares and I feel the sound I hear somewhere far away.

My brain refused to recognize that this was real.

'And hold on, Dean! He's not an easy match for you right now!

I hear Belzevute.

"I'll teach you something interesting." Cerberus Fang "is a nickname for me. Kuk, I laughed unexpectedly. I didn't expect you to fool me with that name. It's a stupid threesome everywhere."

"What...?

"It was just a disguise work...... oh and I didn't know it was spreading well, the guild adventurers, the army, there are only fools. It should be easy to imagine an adventurer hunt destroying corpses with a demon trap to disguise multiple engagements."

No... I believed The Fang of a Three-Headed Prison Dog (Cerberus Fang) was a threesome and no one suspected it because the killer was too handy.

No one should have thought that an unidentified Reaper-like offense that was even mysterious, without a single witness to kill many adventurers, without attempting to attack several hunting companions (parties) or failing to kill one, was by just one adventurer.

"No, it's something with an interesting name. Originally, a three-headed prison dog (Cerberus) used to refer to a single warcraft."