The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

About the Black Man (Roxward) and the killer of the Beast Clan's former chief. It was about two weeks early when I started traveling around the vast demonic realm while doing those two hearings.

There is a wide variety of places where we took our feet out of the Beast Nation. Starting from the depths of depressed and lush forests, we set foot in harsh rocky mountains and active volcanoes filled with poisonous gas, poisonous lake marshes spreading with giant fish and sea snakes and, at the end, underground settlements flourishing at the bottom of the valley.

And speaking of what I felt during that journey, it's the temperature difference in how the demons take it against the end of the war.

Basically, the Demon Clan, who is always a battle freak, fights are the living and greatest entertainment. It would be the view on the part of the people that many demons should have been aggressive against the war against the people if it had been.

But the truth was that even among demons there were very different perceptions and mindsets of the battle, which meant that they did not necessarily appreciate the existence of war.

In the vast majority of demons, they like to engage in battle with dignity, not with the aim of killing their opponents. Rather, it is the inherently healthy way of the Demons to glorify each other's good fight after fighting.

And in the first place, few demons prefer such a refreshing battle because the majority of people fight nasty ways to twitch numbers and ploys in favour of their weapons. Unless you're also a distorted character who loves to slaughter the weak, like the Black Dragon who once confronted you in the Republic, you don't bother to take your feet near human territory.

... and I also heard from Nemesi the rough lines of those circumstances, but it's still not the same as listening to them and seeing them with your own eyes.

It was a diverse welcome two weeks for those who glanced at this one or slammed their pussies, those who came to say thank you or look at it with a worship eye, and those who came to fight regardless of how the war came about.

And the harvest of listening is bad, for example.

Before and after the rise of the Black Man (Roxward), it was discovered that some of the named demons had suddenly disappeared. At least there were three credible rumors as far as I heard.

Vampires, 'Empress' aperillas, whose movements are known by Oak King's firm testimony.

Durahan, The Burning Blade Zaglas, has been witnessed several times in the vicinity where Roxward was witnessed.

Golem disappeared after publicly declaring that he would cooperate with Roxward, Ezeal Core of "Tsukuba".

There is no reason to know what each of them intended to do, such as cooperate with Roxward, but all of the rumoured demons have two names with eye openings (chanteras). I mean, you're definitely quite powerful.

Considering that these people are coming at us with strange ore and unilaterally disabling this magic and eye opening (Chantella)... this is frightening.

And we were currently stepping into the jungle deep there in the Demonic Realm.

Until now, I was trying not to move out of the back seat as hard as I could to scare the horse pulling the carriage for me. But right now, the horses have gotten used to it, and they are sitting on the couch in front of them.

Because these naturally abundant places can cause horses to be attacked because there will also be many wild beasts. So you're preventing that by having me near a horse, feared by animals by the time it's unusual.

You're treated like an insect repellent or something, but I'll tell you just in case. My vocation is to be an Imperial Demon Supervisor, Duke, and Brave.

Either way, being a good adult, I don't complain about those last things. I cheeked the cookies with dead eyes as I heard the screams stained with the animals' fears from the direction of the carriage going through the jungle.

This cookie, by the way, was made for me by Soti, a magical girl wrapped in mystery. My tongue, accustomed to Kayliss-kun's excellent treats, is also convincing, quite in front of me. I mean, I feel somewhere resembling Kayliss-kun's flavoring, so the two of us might get along surprisingly.

And so... I felt my gaze and looked up as I was eating cookies in the first place. Then there's Kayliss, who's slightly frowning, staring at this one.

"... Kayliss-kun? What's the matter, man?

"No, stick around"

Kayliss, who had rarely broken down his poker face, asked me concerned, but what returned was a tedious answer.

I wonder but when I start eating another cookie, there again I realize that Kaylis looked a little disgusted. What the hell is wrong with you?

I was curious. As I jealously stared at Kaylis, Kaylis eventually opened his mouth as if he had lost his roots.

"Is that cookie delicious?"

"Huh? Yeah, it's delicious, huh?

"Are you unhappy with your recent meal?"

"Hmm? Uh, it's not sticky."

Since this conquest was formed into a carriage life, most meals have been prepared by Mr. Rovero. He seemed to be one of the butlers with Mr. Rümmyfort, perfectly doing his chores in general. Well, if you're serving that belly peco demon mentor, Mr. Lümmyfort, you can improve your cooking even if you don't like it...

Anyway, I'm not dissatisfied with Mr. Rovero's cooking, so I answered that.

Then when Kayliss-kun is the one who looks dissatisfied, he complains in a strong tone that makes him a little mucky.

"I'm a butler, too, and sometimes you think you should cook, right?

"Mm-hmm? Mr. Rovero always cooks a lot for Mr. Rümmyfort, so he's making us some, too, right?

"... you always think it's hard! Don't you think I should take your place for a while!

"That's right, I've been trying to figure it out, right?

Apparently, Kaylis wants to ease the burden on his fellow butler, Mr. Rovero. What a sweet kid.

To alleviate his concern like that, I tried to reassure him by quoting conversations I had previously had with Mr. Rovero, etc.

But for some reason, the more words I overlap, the more Kayliss-kun pulls the usual poker face to a pinch.

And finally, Kayliss, quite rarely, just a little absurd in his voice.

"I'm telling you I want to cook the lady's food!

The moment I heard that word, I was filled with a sweet and sour sense of well-being that I could so tighten my chest.

That always-inspired Kaylis is getting mucky for me! With your bright white cheeks red!

I felt like you were breaking it down a lot more than you used to, but no longer this far......!

It's kind of like my rebellious son clumsily conveyed his daily gratitude... like that! Like that!!

I'm glad I'm always about to follow up and fly away trying to hug Mr. Nelvia or something like that...... but I'll stay on critical.

I listened to the evil whispers that had stained out of the depths of my heart as I did everything I could to contain the edges of my mouth from creeping and about to nibble.

... just once. Just once, let's soak it up...?

No, you can't...? Whatever it takes. Can't that be a person in this situation......!?

Yeah, I'm sure he'll look good! If we trust you, we'll look good!!

"Oh, yeah... really, if you don't cook too much, you're gonna lose it, right? Kayliss is the best."

I put my hand on my chin, I see. Convinced, I try to snort like, again and again. While leaking Kayliss-kun's "I want to cook my dishes" crooked grunt into the nuance of "I want to cook because my arms are dull and anyone is good".

Then subtle, I take a look at Kayliss-kun's expression.... Well, what do you think?

Kayliss then tied her lips as she dyed her face even more red than earlier, shaking with tears.

Oh, no... that just pissed me off.

I panicked and opened my mouth to try to fix an earlier word, just before.

Kayliss-kun shouted at me with a trick like a mucky child.

"It means I don't want my lady to eat anything but the dish I made! Blunt and awesome!!

Even though it's huge, it's a closed space called a carriage. His shouts echoed as much as they could into everyone's ears, and he was sucked into the luxurious inner walls.

I've been interacting quite loudly since earlier, so I've been drawing attention, but now loud enough, everyone finally stops hands and focuses that gaze on Kaylis.

"Ah... ah..."

So she finally noticed what was going on around her, Kaylis, but she opened her eyes and pampered her mouth as she turned her face bright red.

Then when you pull your mouth together hard, Kayliss-kun leans down to the exit of the living room with a quick leg as the hot air seems to come out.

But when I catch up with Kaylis instantly with magic, I pull on that back flutter. The neck muscles you can see right around the corner were moist and sweaty, with thin brown hair of pigment strained together in three braids. By the way, the neck muscles were pretty hot when I touched them.

Then when I passed in front of Mr. Rovero, who was dishwashing in the provided dining kitchen,

"Mr. Rovero, from today on my dinner will be made by Kaylis! Whatever, Kayliss-kun's dinner is all I can eat!

That's already delightful. When I say that, Mr. Rovero has returned a convulsed bitterness: "Oh, really..."

Then I flauntingly ignored Kayliss's plea, which made me blush to my ears, saying, "I want to be alone......" I finally complimented Kayliss, who had a futon on his head and circled around, saying, "Kayliss's cooking is the best," "I thought other dishes weren't enough at first," "Kayliss is the best butler ever, I love you," etc., and I was in the mood for the whole day.

of the jungle that our carriage progresses in, its depths. It was around dusk of that day that we arrived at our most recent destination, the Whispering Sinus.