The Reborn Demon King’s Goddess Hunt

- St. Perchta's Festival, noon of the second day.

Until the decision of Operation Perchta, it won't be long.

Ash clouds can stand in the sky, slightly windy.

It's going to rain soon.

But many of the humans who visit the festival are just thrilled that such weather has nothing to do with it.

This is the boulevard of the king's capital of the Perchta nation, Perfy.

It is the route of the costume parade, the main event of the festival.

A lot of people pack up along the road and make a fierce offense to see the parade in a good spot at all.

Me, Spica, Artemis, and Lilith are swamped by the crowd along the way, awaiting the moment of operational decision.

Now he wears hemp clothes, but during an ambush he is supposed to chant summoning magic and summon each armed.

"Damn, what a thrive..."

I sighed.

When I heard in the back street, I found that the people of this country were not less dissatisfied with Perchta.

He's going, extreme Warcraft/Divine Beast preferences.

The faith of the whole country was shaken by the myriad doctrines that scorned the human race.

Therefore, Perchta is trying to restore faith from the people by descending all day into the costume parade - and we were reasoning.

In conclusion, his outlook is a great success.

We were sneaking around the first day of the costume parade yesterday as a hostile inspection.

The costume parade is huge.

It seems that the topic has raised the subject, and today, on the second day, more human races are gathered than yesterday.

"As I thought yesterday, you're a goddess worshipped as a national religion. … the air on the boulevard changed the moment Perchta showed up."

Spica shrugged her shoulders.

Next to it, Artemis is banging Long's silver hair with her fingertips.

"Well, Perchta is adorable too... just the look. There's hardly a human race that can stay calm in front of that lowly face and shape, and the charisma of the Six-Mounted Goddess."

"As for Lilith, my buddy Tsubetsu, maybe we should be happy that there is so much enthusiastic demand... No, the people are choro. I'm as choosy as Mr. Spica."

"Hey Lilith! Me, I've never been choro!?

"Dout! Mr. Spica choked as soon as he was dictated by the Demon King...... it just hurt!

Spica pulls Lilith's cheeks against each other with both hands.

I don't feel too nervous, but it's far better than being distracted to kill around.

"Oh, that night, even Lilith was chocolate!

"It hurt! Mr. Spica takes the initiative and puts on his swimsuit... it hurt!

I canceled that exchange between the two of us because

Zuuuuuuuu...... Zuuuuuuuu......

It was a heavy footstep between the Warcraft and the Divine Beast, heard from across the street.

Colouring it is the rough fanfare of golden brass instruments.

And it is a good rhythm of nori played by various percussion instruments.

The ground is shaken by another footstep, and the road is wacked up once in a while.

A costume parade led by Perchta is approaching.

"Oh, dear Perchta, oh! Banzai! Banzai!!

"Praise the young goddess, little and beautiful, our Perchta."

"In heaven, my Perchta. Ah! Bless us forever!

whistling, applause, and cheering people.

A group that sings a great hymn to Perchta.

who kneel on the spot and pray aloud.

Different enthusiasms intersect and the road transitions to a light panic state.

"- I see you!

I put my strength into my eyes.

Finally, a group of costume parades showed up.

The spikas embark on themselves.

"Ki, you're getting bigger than yesterday..."

"You're going to use this as an opportunity to eagle faith because it was so popular. Oh, oh... like the number of warcraft and divine beasts is about doubling..."

"The number of cats around seems to be increasing..."

They're right.

At the center of the parade is a huge god beast - a white chimaira.

The right neck is a white lion. The left neck is a big white goat.

The tail is a polar white snake, and the wings are angelic pure white.

A large basket is tied to Kimyra's back.

Perchta, the Goddess of the Six Mans, waves to the people along the way from within her basket.

It is also the Warcraft and the Divine Beast who are walking around to escort the White Kimaira.

Gold and silver pegasus.

Medium-sized dragon tribe.

Three-necked wolf.

Sal with eight arms.

That's not all the beast is, of course.

Just to parade, different warcraft and godbeasts, large and small, make long rows before and after the White Kimyra.

Cold sweats came to me just the same for that type and number.

"But we have to go...!

While I breathe, I send my gaze to the boulevard.

Parade squad moving slowly. That's where the girls dance.

Put on your adorable cat mimi and cat tail and dance to twist your body in troubles......

"Hmmm... they are all good asses"

I could put my hand on the tip of my jaw.

The girls are in a row, waving their asses down the road. It is the most seductive choreography in the world, reminiscent of a sweet cat.

"Kuh...... Exactly, it looks like no girl wears a cat tail like she was selling on the back street."

I gently laid my hands on my nose.

The type of cat tail that sticks to your ass and the type that sets with your bikini pants has been sneaking in your nose ever since.

All right. Thanks to my indulgence in rocking asses, I'm feeling calm.

I'll leave my hands on Spica, Artemis, and Lilith's shoulder.

"Finally, it's time to settle. When I give the signal, we all release the magic at once. Summon individual armies and raid the White Kimaira on which Perchta is riding.... okay?

The spikas' strong nod returned.

"Once you've caught Perchta, activate the metastatic magic immediately..."

"In that evil and sweet demonic space, Master Juno will have a demonic discipline!

"I'm looking forward to seeing how the Perchta of Tsubako gets bored..."

Well, it's an operation in that condition.

This is a complete unintentional hit.

By blocking the dummy doll and the magic reaction, the four of us are still supposed to be in Macaino Village.

If I were to be ambushed by those four...... Kukuk, what the hell would a reassuring perchta look like?

"You guys...... you ready?

I move my eyes left and right and send my gaze to the honored families of the demon kingdom.

"Anytime!

"My heart, with Master Juno...!

"This country belongs to the Demon King."

Spica. Artemis. Lilith.

All three attract expressions and are in a state of battle.

Noisy fanfare and drum ramblings, as the human race enthusiasm intertwines.

- White Kimaira came to our present.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... whoa!

Magic - open.

I roared from the bottom of my belly and freed the magic in my body all at once.

Meri, Meri and his skull swell, and the testimony of the Demon King - two horns grow on his forehead.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh......!!

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!!

"That's it, that's it, yeah, yeah!!

Spica, Artemis and Lilith, too, followed me to unlock magic.

Four currents of evil power violently tremble the atmosphere, and beautiful evil plays across the boulevard and spreads.

- There's been a breakdown.

- Buildings roar, people scream chains.

"Assault, everyone!!

I kicked the ground with all my might. Spicas, almost at the same time!

Continue to chant summoning magic.

Hemp clothes are sucked into the Devil's Space and immediately replaced with 'The Devil's Clothes'.

A disastrous yet luxurious costume with a purple tone.

I miss merchants' clothes, swimsuits, and hemp clothes and badly because I wasn't wearing the Devil King's clothes these days.

"This clothes still sticks! Be prepared, Perchtaa!!

Flesh on White Kimyra - Leaps Big!

Perchta looking up at this one from the basket and her gaze staggered.

Spicas are also armed by summoning magic.

The role of the three is simple.

While pointing weapons at White Kimyra, they give the surrounding Warcraft and Divine Beasts a glimpse and buy time for me to transfer Perchta into demonic space.

I decided to land in the basket.

Confront the protagonist of the festival, Perchta, at close range.

"It's been 300 years, Perchta. Ho ho... isn't that the same adorable look as before"

As I slapped my mouth lightly, I snapped.

- Perchta, corner of the Goddess of the Six Mans.

Together with Venus, the goddess of his predecessors, he is the goddess of hate who sealed me in the sacred space.

Regardless of the inside, its appearance is too adorable.

My back length is smaller than Lilith's.

And less body irregularities than Lilith. That's the old stock goddess who calls herself nine-year-old.

Purple long hair is long enough to touch the ground, with an unspoken sweet fragrance.

Her eyes are huge and she is lazy and cloudy.

But white skin and poor lips go hand in hand, and they come together so beautifully that they nail my gaze as well.

Perchta like that.

Perchta, who should be eating our perfect surprise and hesitating.

"That was a long time ago... Juno the Demon King"

Nitaaaaah.

He had an abusive grin, as if to mock this one.

"Become...!?

At the same time that I'm breathtaking, Vung - and the low sound echoes behind me.

Someone's magic team activated it.

But when you realize that...

"I was waiting for this moment!!

There was another woman's voice behind me, and a blue, clear magic formation unfolded beneath my feet.

"Transfer magic......!?

I opened my eyes, the next moment.

My whole body was swallowed up by blue magic formations, and the scenery was stained with bright pure white.

This feeling of being flown over to the other side while his whole body is compressed with fierce force -.

"Ku......! How uncomfortable......!

I remember 300 years ago, when it was sealed in the sacred space.

But this is metamagic.

Where are you gonna fly me?

What happens to the remaining spikers?

Doubt, anxiety, and vengeance against Perchta burn with melamera.

"In the first place, that voice I heard from behind...?

- I was waiting for this moment!!

Sharp, stiff, somewhere disgusting...... so the voice of a woman combines the colour with which her groin somehow reacts.

I remember the faces of the Goddesses of the Six Lights, and I bit my back teeth hard.

"You were fighting Perchta...... it's Gruveig!!