"Dear Bright, it's not a crusade, it's a look. How's it going?"

Bright boy, haunted to recall my words, crisped his cheeks in the blindfold.

Grandpa told me it was brilliant, but the problem didn't really rise to a level.

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Azley

LV: 168

HP: 17225

MP: 130634

EXP: 163194500

Special: Attack Magic "T" - Auxiliary Magic "T" - Recovery Magic "T" - Refined "T" - Rigid, Rigid Body, Disease, Lightweight, Rigid Heart

Title: Longtime Fool, Bias, Immortal Candidate, Grand Mage, Premium Alchemist, Wand Saint, Six Mages (Temporary), Benefactor, Rank S, Chief, Dad, Tauntless, SS Killer, Guardian Mage Soldier (Temporary), Rigid, Sick (Haya), Below Usage Demon, Ancient Species Killer, Demon King (Temporary), Mad, Contraindicator, Knower of a Thousand Demons (Southern Magician), Jihadist (Temporary)

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Porch

LV: 169

HP: 32831

MP: 13702

EXP: 176022409

Special: Brace "Pole" - Air Crow - Huge - Divine Speed - Rigidity - Floating - Lightweight - Rigid Body - Attack Magic "Medium" - Auxiliary Magic "Medium" - Recovery Magic "Medium" - Sucker - Rigid Heart

Title: Finest Users Demons, Extremers, Panbirds, Intermediate Mages, Earplugs, Named Parents, Confectionery Lovers, Fools Raisers, Wind God, Rigid People, Ancient Seed Killers, Confectionery (Temporary), Purple Dead Birds, Jihadist Users Demons (Temporary)

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My expectation was that I would be able to catch up lightly with the Jornos, but that didn't happen.

The total experience of those two was over 400 million. Two hundred and two hundred and one, for sure.

When you get to the level from here, you'll have to crusade a fair number of monsters.

It would mean entering a level zone that would make it harder to get up.

The difference between me and Porch's level is more evidence than anything.

But it's not all bad. It came with an excellent title.

I have two, I have one pouch.

You just said the gear finally started spinning. I wish I didn't have to turn around.

If you'd stop forever, I'd be able to relax and live my life.

"Ho, Leol. Let's go -"

"Uh?

"Yeah, yeah, we're going out"

Put Leon in the baby carrier that turned from shoulder to abdomen.

It is a luxurious specification made of Porch's body hair for padding.

I didn't think there would be a day for the two of us to do needlework, but when we finished it at night, it was something I was impressed with and hugged.

"Yes, Chappie, you're coming in."

Chappie enters the little birdhouse attached over Porch's head.

Naturally, there is a rug inside that is made using the body hair of the pouch.

I thought it was a big discovery that since it got huge, detached body hair turned out not to go back to its original size.

Bright boy with his eyes round our preparation.

What are you so surprised about?

"What is it, Master Bright?"

"Maybe... are you taking Leol and Chappie?

"That's, uh... you know?

"If you leave it, it'll take you a day to apologize, a day to refresh, and a day to get your mood fixed!

Whatever Chappie is, I really want to leave Leon to Polco.

But Leon didn't miss Porco or anyone in the mansion.

Except me and Porch.

I don't know why, but only near us, Leon looks calm.

You really don't know what a baby is.

Since then, my promise to Polco to "take care of Leon just a little bit" has disappeared, and we're totally going to take care of it.

Aren't you going to be mad at the current Holy Emperor for doing this? The owner of some Adams family.

When I go outside and cross a huge pouch, Bright Boy rides behind me.

The ban on two passengers has been around for four at some point, but Porch doesn't seem to care anymore.

No, I guess I still can't do it against people I'm not used to.

Miss Ferris also wanted to go, but naturally Porco stopped this.

The reason Bright Boy could go to Flaming Dragon Mountain was simple.

"Come on, Lord Paul."

I put my hands on the pattern of swords I carry on my hips and said that over my back, Jun.

Yes, accompanied by a guardian.

Jun reappeared that next day at the Adams family and gave an apology and explanation of his history to the surprised Polko.

The secret of space transfer magic asked by Porco. Naturally I said no, but I was surprised at Porco, who was rarely excited.

It is true that with that magic in this day and age it would be a considerable gain or countermeasure.

You can cooperate if you want to be a polco, but when you think about the times, you don't know if that's the right answer.

Hmm... I'm the only one who can use it and connect it to each town?

Perhaps if it were a magical ceremony that would not react to the apostle of despair.

... from that side of the spectrum... why don't you talk to Polco next time?

"Yeah, let's go, Master Jun. Master Bright, I will protect you with my magic, but please hold on tight."

"Yes, Doctor!

Bright boy who can turn his hand around my hips and put his strength into it.

... Oh, you've gained quite a bit of arm strength. Is it time to invite you to the Muscle of Love Tre Theatre?

Oh, no. I need to teach you how to circulate magic that Eileen uses first.

I'm improving myself so that I can grow properly while maintaining my shape.

Because with such a calm and neat face on the boulder, Jun would faint if he became a monster like Tooth.

"All right, Shiro, do me a favor!

"Awwww!"

"Ugh!

"Pip!"

What the hell is this party?

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Boulder Jun.

It matched Porch's leg strength and accompanied him to the fire exit as he walked side by side.

The three men covered with magic also seemed to enjoy the speed of the pouch.

Porch is starting to turn around.

Well, on the way, Jun was trying to stick to Porch.

It seemed like it was to show off his gorgeous jumping moves and get the Bright Boy to praise him, but he seemed very sorry without being noticed.

"Can you see that? Lord Paul."

Jun says to look down at the fire exit.

"No, with smoke… but I still feel powerful magic at the bottom."

"Sure. Lord Paul was right."

"So, Doctor, what do you do after this?

Bright boy off the pouch tells him to look up.

"So I told you how it went, didn't I? I won't do anything. If you get your hands on the fire escape badly, it could erupt."

"That's right, Bright. Don't forget that it's only a tour."

If it's a crusade, not a tour in the first place, there's no way Jun would allow me to accompany him.

"Well, still, let me put you up to about a trap,"

"Is that what you were talking about?"

"Ho ho ho! Holy Ten!

Expand the magic ceremony that appeared with magic and cover the entire fire escape with netting.

... All right.

Now you will be able to buy time the moment Hell Dragon is born.

If I can perceive this... Huh!?

The next time I wanted to go into magic, I felt strong magic from above.

But it was Porch who noticed earlier than anyone else.

"Flaming dragons are approaching from above!

"You mean survive!

I see two shadows the size of a pebble.

That means there are two heads. The shadow gradually increases with the wind sound.

But the next moment, the magic I felt from one side was interrupted.

"... Phew"

The reason for this was Jun.

Before Jun exhaled, he wiped out one flaming dragon's neck... with some kind of attack.

That's outrageous with a clear face, this guy.

"Speaking of which, I've never seen you fight before, have I?

Jun looked at me and said:

That's certainly true when you ask me that.

I've been seen giving magic instruction, but you've never fought in front of Jun before.

It was after the battle with Flaming Dragon.

The only remaining head who noticed that his only companion was instantly killed stopped in the universe for a moment.

After watching them drop off their fellow falling into the ground, the last flaming dragon sounds like a crying squeal.

And it was only a matter of time before that turned into anger.

This will not be the earliest option for that flaming dragon to escape to the cuteness of his life......

Porch says, he's ringing the starch drum he took out of my nostrils on his own, toward the chappie over his head.

Did you feel Jun's fighting power on your skin and decide it wasn't dangerous for you? What an easy guy.

Well, for now, I want to install a magic formula that allows me to perceive when this sorcery team starts up as soon as possible... do I clean it up properly?

"Um!"

That's what I thought. It was an arrowhead.

"Doctor! You can't let me do this!

The jihadist (tentative) student raised his name to the exorcism of the Fire Dragon.