The Immortal Demon King and the Impaired Hero

There was also a glimmer of wind rushing through the city of Marchelg during the night.

It is Isaiyoi who exercises phantom magic on himself and runs on the roof of a private house with the spec of the demon king in front of him. I don't see him, so it just feels like a gust of wind has blown through him from the outside.

A few places over the private house, Isaiyoi jumped heavily and stepped down to the front of the church without a sound.

The church at night was not the same as the day. Mystery lurked the ringing, hitting and changing and emitting a creepy atmosphere.

Isaiyoi doesn't mind approaching the church door and exploring the signs inside. Apparently there is no one in the diocese, and the scenes and ears just give back so much silence that it hurts.

But still, Isaiyoi does not fail to be vigilant. Because there is that adventurer present that I saw at noon.

Right now, Isaiyoi is invisible by witchcraft, but that's only vision. In other words, the signs, smells, sounds and other elements are not covered up.

If it were also S-rank, it would naturally be enough to read the signs. It's not necessarily going to be a fight if you find it, and even if it is, you don't have shards willing to lose, but you still want to avoid infiltration.

Carefully and carefully overlapping, Isaiyoi slowly pushes open the door of the church. As the priest said during the day, the church door seems to be open at any hour.

Slowly so that there is no noise. And peek inside through the slightest gap that opens.

There was still no one in the diocese, ruled by darkness on dark nights. Although the moonlight is barely plugged in from the stained glass, it is only illuminated near the classroom. Other than that, it's dark.

But the Demon King's specs are equipped with night vision. There is nothing wrong with Isaiyoi about this degree of darkness.

Break into the cathedral so that it slips in. Then, as expected, the same heavy pressure came under pressure as during the day, so Isaiyoi settled down and dealt with it with physical strengthening.

With some movement and spiciness, Isaiyoi heads straight to the lecture hall.

"... don't you"

Isaiyoi sighs as he searches near the lecture hall.

What Isaiyoi was looking for was the Bible that the priest was reading. I thought maybe the fact that the priest deliberately lay low is in the Bible, but unfortunately I don't see the Bible. Perhaps the priest brought it back, or it's stored somewhere else.

With only a few shoulders dropping, the next thing Isaiyoi looked at was the door leading to the back of the church. The young adventurer disappeared during the day.

Isaiyoi approaches the door without sound, just in case, explores the signs. But he still could not feel anyone's signs, and Isaiyoi opened the door with caution.

At the end of the door there was a passage. A dark passage that doesn't plug in the full light. It was quite a dark place for the church.

Behind the aisle is a stone wall, between which there are several doors leading to the room, left and right. Isaiyoi decided to look into each and every one of those rooms first.

The first room. Although it has several desks and chairs and has a sense of life, I didn't see any blind potatoes when it came to this.

Second room. Apparently it was a warehouse, with crates and barrels resting on it. I also looked into the contents, but there is still nothing to note.

And third. This was the hit.

A unique smell that drifts from the gap when you press the door all the way. The smell I had smelled in Demon King's Castle was drifting from old books.

The third room is tiny, with desks and chairs one at a time. And the walls were provided with shelves, and the contents were filled with books.

Without hesitation, Isaiyoi went to the bookshelf, searching for the Bible of the fitting in which the priest was reading.

I run my eyes to the back cover of the book and look from top to bottom, but I don't have a familiar fitting book. Apparently, that Bible is always carried by priests.

While gently dropping his shoulders, Isaiyoi regains his mind and locates the bookshelf in front of him. Noteworthy would be the old stuff. Isaiyoi appropriately picked and took the old, worn out back cover among the bookshelves.

▼

Isaiyoi sighed when he finished coarsely coloring the contents of the bookshelf.

Most of the books on the bookshelf came off. There was something slightly distracting about the method of formulating the spirit medicine, but there was still no such thing as the holy sword. It's as if it's intentionally hidden.

Remembering the slight frustration with the current state of affairs, Isaiyoi tried to follow the scene.

"- What...?"

I stopped on my feet feeling strange signs.

For a moment, I thought I heard something. But I don't know where that came from.

Isaiyoi clears his ears and concentrates his whole nerve on hearing.

As the silence of the quiet church continued, I heard such a fine voice that I might miss hearing it if I didn't concentrate.

- Once... and...

Isaiyoi raised his face to the weak voice that reached his ear and proceeded to the source of his voice.

The source of the voice is outside the room. That was also heard behind the aisle, at the end of the stone wall.

When Isaiyoi stands in front of a stone wall with no change of philosophy whatsoever, he puts his hands everywhere and begins to find out if there are any tricks. So often, he found an odd dent in the right end of the wall, and pushed it.

- Gacon!

When I wondered if something sounded off, the stone wall went down to be sucked into the ground. And what emerged was a hidden staircase leading down to the basement.

- It's just...

I could hear my voice more clearly.

Raising the alert to its maximum, Isaiyoi carefully descends the stairs step by step. I guess it's normal to take even one of the lights, but Isaiyoi doesn't have the need for it.

What preceded him, who went down with care not to make as much noise as possible, was a room, a chamber, closed in an iron lattice that did not resemble a church.

"This is..."

When he was distracted and Isaiyoi shrugged, one shadow moved in the chamber.

Even though Isaiyoi stood still for a moment, he realized that the shadow was falling inside the chamber.

A slight gap opened on the wall opposite the iron lattice of the chamber. The identity of the shadow falling on the floor rises, illuminated by the moonlight inserting from that gap of whether one arm passes or not.

She was a girl dressed in a crude cloth.

The limbs visible from the cloth are full of moles, and the face is badly swollen. Are you not satisfied with your meal either, its body is thin as a dead tree? It's not hard to imagine that you've been treated so badly.

And most importantly, this girl, from the top of her head, has ears, tails growing from around the back hips. Both remind me of beasts, which are not usually provided for ordinary humans.

"The Beast Man..."

Isaiyoi's whining arrived or the girl who was falling reacted perfectly.

"Oh... oh..."

She was cutting her mouth off, and the girl uttered her voice even as she seemed to talk spicy.

It's time and the girl with her face up. Her eyelids were swollen and her eyes were half open, but those eyes did capture the presence of Isaiyoi.

"Can you see it?"

When Isaiyoi remembers a slight surprise and asks, the girl nods about it at last.

"Maru... ku... but..."

"You know what?"

Perhaps this beastly girl sees not the figure of Isaiyoi, but the magic that Isaiyoi possesses. All magic can't even be hidden by phantom magic.

Isaiyoi was troubled looking down at the girl falling and lying in the shack.

I'm sure Evening Incense would try to help out without one or two. If such a young girl is trapped in a cell and even her eyeballs are behaving badly, Yuka will always try to help.

But Isaiyoi gets lost. I don't know who this girl is. The choice to save her in a detour at the moment is foolish. Maybe this girl is a terrible catastrophe-inducing being. Even if not, I'm pretty sure you have some kind of troublesome background.

What to do, when Isaiyoi is touring his thoughts,

"Tashi... Tashi..."

A girl who lifts her blurry body with one hand and desperately tries to reach out the other. There is certainly Isaiyoi at the end of that hand.

The girl's golden eyes stared at Isaiyoi and couldn't leave. The eyes of the last hopeful girl kept staring at Isaiyoi.

…………

What time was it?

It was not until he began to kill the brave men who prayed for salvation, the brave men who mourned in despair, the brave men who wept, like work without looking. Isaiyoi himself, it was so long ago that I can't remember anymore.

That didn't matter. So I was right. Because otherwise my mind was going crazy.

However, since I met Yuka, there has been a slight change in Isaiyoi's mind, albeit slightly.

Were you put on the kindness, the straightness, and the stupidity of Evening Incense? Something called conscience and guilt that was sinking deep in Isaiyoi's heart was beginning to surface.

The same is true at this time. I wanted to save the Beast Man girl without thinking about it, and I wanted to. I thought I needed to do it because I had enough power to do it.

But Isaiyoi pushed and killed that desire that sprang from within him.

This hand has already been stained with blood. It's not convenient to help people now.

So Isaiyoi gently clapped his hands on the head of the falling beast girl...

"- Don't give up yet. Don't break it. We're almost there. Almost there, the brave will come."

"Yu... sha...?"

"Oh, yeah. He's straight as a fool, and he's stronger than me. He will come and save you."

"Hon... and...?"

"Oh."

When Isaiyoi affirmed forcefully, the girl let tears seep into its golden eyes.

The girl whimpers without a voice, wearing out tears zero. It must also be hard to cry. It's hurting me so much.

Isaiyoi slowly takes his hands off his head as he bites at the appearance of such a girl. Then the girl gives some residual signs, but Isaiyoi doesn't seem to notice.

Looking around the dim basement, Isaiyoi finally glanced at the beastly girl before heading back up the stairs.

Returning to the aisle, Isaiyoi manages to undo the stone wall, erasing as many traces of infiltration as he can before returning to the cathedral.

As always, the cathedral is only lit by the moonlight around the lectures, otherwise it is dark.

Isaiyoi was just about to leave the church behind.

- Oh, hey, are you home yet?

I was stiff in the voice I heard from behind me, shocked like I was shot by an electric shock.

"No, I'm surprised. What is an invisible being? Is it the inherent ability of the Demon Clan?"

Isaiyoi is stunned by the words he can carry on.

If the signs have been read, it is still OK. But I never thought I'd be nursed until I was a demon.

Isaiyoi looks back with amazement not to be enlightened by his opponent. Just in front of the lecture, the Lord of the Voice stood calmly as he carried the moonlight.

"You swing for a few hours, demonic adventurer"

A gentle grinning priest was staring at Isaiyoi with that Bible.