The Spearmaster and the Black Cat
Two Hundred Twenty-eight Stories Shadow Infiltrator & Rescue
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This is a wide cave in a dim basement.
Huge iron cages line up in parallel.
There were many captured women in the iron cage.
All in all, it's a dark face.
The agony dwells in everyone's chest.
Seeing the tragic situation you can see from the iron cage, I feel dark about when that (...) will be my turn, drooling, despairing, and sobbing.
Under such circumstances, there was a woman dressed in maid clothes who behaved firmly and temperantly, even though she had just been freed from the rough men.
"... Energize yourselves, gentlemen. My husband is not normal. You will surely find us!
……
"What's not normal, how many days have you said the same thing already?
It's the word of a woman trapped together.
All I can feel in that woman's eyes is the color of despair.
"It's..."
The woman in the maid's clothes finally says.
I took that for granted. Because I myself kept my heart calm, believing my husband would come desperately while encouraging me around.
"There's nothing more to be offended by a large number of men... but"
"... I'm going crazy"
"... look, again... they'll eat you. To that monster..."
Those are the words of the women who watched the ritual from the inside of the iron cage.
The woman has hectic dead fishy eyes.
Ha, and escaped reality.
He looked at the tragic sight taking place in the middle of the cave, laughing and pessimistic with a look like he had been plucked out of his lazy gut.
The center is a rounded terrain.
A giant magic formation is depicted on the ground.
A silver candlestick lit by a candle was arranged evenly to match the outer circle edge of the magic formation to the symbol.
The candle shaking on the candlestick is also a special, big magical flame.
Illuminate a part of the central area as wide as a bonfire.
The magical flame of that candle dubiously illuminated the altar, which was releasing an old bloody sacrifice and a dark magic that made history feel, creeping reflections of the men of the group in the pitch-black robes that perform the ritual.
A big figure at the heart of those creepy pitch-black robes.
Bull face, looks like a man, but a man who is about to become a family member to the devil.
His name is Barnaby Ze Kreutz.
He is a nobleman and an adventurer in the position of Baron of the Kingdom of Osebelia.
The other is the person in front of that Kreutz.
Tall as a cow face.
It's called golden hair, reminiscent of a sharp eagle.
Eye and nose sculptures deep and shaded in blue blue eyes.
Except for the shapely lips, and the earlobes rounded like clams, they were the faces of the trees of Elganov, beloved by the Northerners.
He has a good physique and a shoulder with tense horns.
As the man, who looked great, turned to Kreutz, his subordinate, who had refrained,
"Kreutz, let's be that blonde next time"
He gave instructions in a majestic tone, immediately thereafter releasing magic from his entire body.
It produced a peculiar horn with its tip lighting the flames of darkness from its eyeballs as it was, and raised a demonic mark from its forehead.
It becomes a fine spinning tattoo and stretches out to the ear.
From the end of his mouth, he had long teeth.
Blonde hair, blue-eyed eyes, clam-like ears, and sturdy face shapes remained the same, but they were undergoing transformation to the appearance of the Demon clan.
"... Yes, Master Naromivas"
The cow-faced Kreutz was not surprised that Naromivus' face had changed, and he expressed his willingness to bring a woman with him, looking to the men of the group as instructed.
"... no"
That's the voice the blonde screamed.
I did not scream when I saw the figure of Naromivas on the Demonic Face, but rather a scream against the men of the group who are taking instructions from Kreutz and grabbing both their own hands.
The blonde haired woman was dropped, but everything on her face mouthed, but she stood up as if calling, not trying to stop screaming.
But the damned scream of the woman only pleases the groups who, on the contrary, wear pitch-black robes.
They had their screaming blonde haired woman on the sacrifice bench with a delightful look on their mouth end.
"Hi-hi, no, no."
I scream when I find my back and hair wet in blood.
She rocked her big tits, moved her beautiful nudity like a potato worm, and tried to escape.
The blonde cannot escape with her hands and legs dismally embedded in dark shackles.
[Nightmare Apostles] Gentlemen, myriad rough hands of muscle hold onto the sacrifice bench as they touch and hold on to troubled nudity as they groan a screaming blonde-haired woman.
Naromivas looked down with pleasure at the condition.
A blonde woman with no skill to exchange, but in the inner depths of her eyes, she snuck the magic of light and gazed at the opportunity for liberation.
"... this is the fiftieth man. Now that I think about it...... it's also a day to remember. They captured the great knight who was standing in our way."
"My lord, will you then lower this woman and sacrifice her great knight instead?
"No, I'm fine with this woman now. You show a strong shouting resistance so far under the influence of the Three Jade Gems. The person is trying to hide it, but it is under the influence of God relating to the divine realm Seulos... sure"
The cow-faced Kreutz marvels at Naromivus' words.
"My lord, is that true?
"Kreutz, can you rely on Jin Da Frog Dragon Gyun's hat? I didn't expect to overlook even the transplanted phantom eye, a gift from its goddess Vermina..."
What Naromivas pointed out about the Jin Da Frog Dragon Gyun hat is the stubborn hat that is not worn now, but is always worn by Kreutz.
Jin Da Frog Dragon Gyun is a type of great monster living in the Gordix Great Desert across the Mahaheim Mountains to the north. The crusade request is a monster of Rank S.
Moreover, the material was created by Tori Brossen, an artisan belonging to the Audbury family, who is also famous for having numerous prestigious artisans.
It is said that the hat he makes maximizes the ability of the material.
"Yes, I'm embarrassed though I have phantom eyes... I thought it was occassional because it makes more noise than usual..."
Kreutz's illusion eye is the thing that Vermina, the nightmare goddess with silver hair, gave Kreutz directly in the demon kingdom as a preparation to reincarnate him into the demon.
He hasn't been able to use it yet, but few people will be able to escape that phantom eye.
Originally the Nightmare Goddess Vermina obtained the Magic Eye when she butchered the Magic Demon Deurosus, an apostle belonging to Desarobia, the evil god of the Magic Eye, who had invaded her own realm in the demonic realm.
How to get it... cruel, living beside the Dark Ghost, the Dark Black Ravens were frightened too?
From that demonic eye, Kreutz had acquired special skills that could produce illusion if he placed the opposing designated opponent under conditions.
"... it's something I don't care about. Because it's definitely unusual. I'm not just a spiritual, temperamental woman. Because we maintain a strong will on this occasion (...)... I don't know which god is involved..."
The blonde woman, who heard the words of Naromivas, stared at the men around her.
"Shafa's light..."
The moment a blonde with glaring eyes like a beast squeals like that, she releases glowing magic from her nudity while simultaneously generating a shock wave around her.
In addition, she was bouncing off the dark shackles that were holding herself captive.
"Wow."
"Guh."
The men who were holding him down devour the shock waves and blow them away.
Several candlesticks surrounding the magic formation had also fallen.
Rarely seen sights make noise of the women captured in the numerous iron cages on the stage.
When the blonde, who regained her freedom, rises on the sacrificial platform to Xu (Momouro), she radiates her fierce soul like light from her eyes.
Its body was fitted with luminous armor, with a light sword on its right hand and a light shield on its left.
"The heathens...... Shafa God got angry"
The blonde speaks of the cutting-edge of the light sword emitting the dazzling light in her right hand, as she turns to Naromivas and Kreutz.
The intention made me feel the will of God.
"... oh, I'm surprised, are you awake here..."
"Sounds like you're the one to take to Shafa, the god of justice...... Dear Naromivas, do you eat immediately? Or..."
Naromivas and Kreutz show no upset when they see a glowing blonde.
Naromivas listens to Kreutz and smiles.
He had his hands on the corner where the dark flames growing from his eyeballs lit up.
Then, the shape of the dark corner changes to a soft, knife-like pattern winding that fits perfectly into Naromivas' palm.
"Phew, Kreutz, it's settled immediately."
Holding onto the pattern roll as it was, Naromivas pulls the dark sword pattern out of his eyeballs at once.
He was taking away the dark sword of a long, black sword that was releasing magic.
"It's a lame word in front of the blonde woman there, the goddess Vermina. Worth dying for. Be honest and sleep on the sacrifice bench!
Naromivas, speaking to Eagle Deep, waves the dark sword down to the blonde.
The blonde-haired woman accompanying Shafa reacted sensitively with a light sword in her right hand - showing her swordsmanship setup wrapped around the war-witch of Shafa God in an attempt to welcome and strike that dark sword.
But the dark sword Naromivas was swinging down changed into an irregular orbit.
Unnaturally in the position of the universe, stopping the pitch.
The Dark Sword that stopped the movement occurred so that the Dark Sword seeped out, and the Dark Sword that swelled to overflow expanded and grew to the left and right. Instantly, at night, it made me feel like a little dark night... creating a dark nightmare sky just over the head of a blonde.
And the zero comma lasts no more than seconds, and countless black arms like those wrapped around a mustard fire (every time) from the darkness created by that Naromivas attack toward a blonde woman.
"- Shafa, judge God!
As she intercepts the black-arms coming down from her head, the blonde-haired woman stretches her light sword to heaven screaming God's name.
The Light Sword instantly tore apart the black-arms wrapping the dark flames that loomed on him as he dazzled and glowed.
It creates an intense contrast so as to produce light and shadow.
But that was for a moment.
The little dark night created by Naromivas at the heart is uncut.
The light sword raised by the blonde does not work in the dark night......
From dark night onwards, black arms are born wrapping new dark flames, descending on blonde haired women, as Hell's widows lure them into darkness.
The light sword raised by the blonde woman had been burning the black-arms to evaporate for a while, but gradually she would not make it.
Eventually, when the light sword was swallowed, the light armor, the light shield, all of which she wore, was also covered by black arms.
The blonde woman, who used the power of Shafa to show resistance, is held on to the sacrificial platform by the black arms that were being created from the dark night, as she was forced to yield.
And when I heard the sound of evaporation, the light armor force that the blonde woman had wrapped around her disappeared, returning to her original naked appearance.
"Grunt. No more... I didn't know it wouldn't work"
The blonde woman being held down mutters remorsefully.
"Was it a series of war witches, officials of the Temple of Shafa... this sacrifice would make our goddess like it too. Hehe, now, ladies and gentlemen, please give priority to this soul and begin the ritual!
Naromivas, in the tone he played, speaking to the apostles of nightmares, including Kreutz, vanishes the sword of darkness he had.
Even as the black sword that was creating the dark night disappeared from his hands, the black-arms of the dark flames holding down the blonde woman had not disappeared.
"... the messengers of nightmares, Bellajozma Vermina. Let's thank you for your sacrifice tonight. A woman's grace, a nightmare at the end of her desires!
Naromivas at its center in front of the sacrificial platform.
He speaks to his peers as he speaks to his audience.
The face was just like a demon.
"" Thank you - "
"I dedicate this sacrifice to the queen of nightmares, Vermina."
His father, the Duke of Arosange, does not know.
Tell me why my wife died as soon as she had a son.
that my son was born blessed by Vermina, the goddess of the demonic world.
That my son created a secret society called [The Nightmare Apostle].
That my son is spending time away from the king's capital with a mansion in Pernate.
That my son grew up to be a killer and countless bodies were buried in the basement of the mansion.
That my son is recognized by the queen of nightmares and reincarnated into the Devil Nation, both physically and mentally.
A spear man whose son frightens every god, and a black cat. that he turned to the enemy.
"I offer my sacrifice -"
"I offer my sacrifice -"
[The messengers of nightmares] followed the voice of Naromivas with a wild voice.
"Lead us [the messenger of nightmares] so that the goddess of the demonic kingdom, Vermina, may lead the world. And with these sacrifices, I will set up the kingdom of nightmares in the land, like the wings of Hung, the son of God, who will be brought to the queen of nightmares, Vermina, to conquer men."
Naromivas sang and spoke in the voice of Tenor like Dr. Faust.
"The Kingdom of Nightmares!
"The Kingdom of Nightmares!
[Nightmare Apostles] Low voices full of joy.
This circular clay is played in a bus-centric play like that sung by Mephistopheles.
A creepy neon is added from the magical formation of the land to make it look like an opera venue.
"… I will eat immediately. This is not only the goddess, but also our power to transform into the magic of all the [messengers of nightmares] who are here."
Naromivas did not seek to hide his power as a family member of the Goddess of the Demonic Realm.
With his demonic face as it is, his unchecked voice sounds nasty as a snare.
"Come on, let's have it!
Words like swirling deep into your ears stir the fears of the women who turned into a large audience trapped inside the iron cage around you.
The effect was immense, and from the magic formation laid on the floor, the delightful voice of Vermina, the queen of nightmares living in the demonic realm, echoed like an earthquake.
And Naromivas in one hand with the gaze of fear.
This is God's recognized art of death.
This is a sign that the goddess recognized me.
This is a sign that I am the Son of God.
Naromivas makes joyful hearts bounce.
"Let's have it."
"Let's have it."
The [messengers of nightmares], with their giraffed gaze fascinated by the devil, were uttering the same words with their mouths together so as to encourage a sacrificial meal to Naromivus.
The moment those heavy voices became one wave and shook their ears reminiscent of the clams of Naromivas, Naromivas, the demon of the Bigeye, let's say.
Spread your mouth wide and show the teeth of your fangs that have grown to amaze you at three hundred and sixty degrees in your mouth.
At the sacrifice table, the blonde desperately shakes her face to the left and right to show resistance.
But Naromivas won't stop.
He was glowing his growing fangs and biting at a blonde woman.
"Ahhh."
The moment she's bitten, she gives a nasty voice that's not like screaming.
Yes, when Naromivas bites, the woman feels comfortable.
This is also the extra skill he has.
"What do you say? It feels just like pulling out your nose hair, doesn't it?
Naromivus speaks of his habit, nose hair removal, in a soggy tone, even though.
After breathing into the ear of a woman who is bitten and has a tranced look, whispering as if she were going to even kiss gently...
"Which, again ~"
Again, he was showing a bunch of myriad sharp fangs, monsters and demons, different from vampires, biting into the woman's thighs.
"Ahhh."
The blonde scratches her sweat.
At the same time, he was dripping something out of his glutes that made him smell so dirty, unlike sweat.
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"Again..."
A man standing on the side of an iron cage where a large number of women are being captured groans.
His face was painted with white powder like a clown and his mouth ripped wide to the side.
Name Nolan. He looks like a monster, but his heart is different.
... I've been undercover for a long time though, but unlike committing a woman, I don't want to see that.
Speaking of Shafa's war witches, priests and daughters...... famous alongside the [god of war] priests who profess the god of war Weiss, but the Phantom, the demon Naromivas, is bad for his opponent.
But you stay away from such a shitty bunch of people fast.
And he thinks.
Every time, every time, I saw the sight now being done, he was a thought of throwing up backwards.
Nolan's superficial appearance with his torn mouth is that of a [messenger of nightmares] executive, under Kreutz's command, but not actually.
Yes, his right leg is marked with an engraving of black wings… a testament to an organization.
Now for disguised infiltration (...) I had people use (...) skills, whose engraving was invisible, and had been turned into a painting of a whale stumbling through two peaches, the mark of an elite force that only a special group of military punishment in the southern great Sevenfolia would be allowed to be stamped.
Behind Nolan, whose mouth was torn, a woman dressed in maid clothes, captured in an iron cage, also voices her temperament.
"Don't look at that sight! Your husband is a spear man and a black cat. He's the one who called me, so I'll definitely come!
Nolan, whose mouth was torn when he heard the words, looks at the maid of honor with a hack.
What... you kidnapped an official of [wreckage of the moon]?
Thought I'd get my hands on it in time......
If that woman is really a spear man associate who hears rumors, she might want to throw this assignment and run away.
I hear that the spear man was not only active in the trinity of the Dark Alliance feuds won by [the wreckage of the moon], but also a tenacious man who crushed [the fangs of the moon], which was based in Pernette but had entered other cities as well.
... It's also my job to get information on this city, so I did quite a bit of research on spears with lots of mysteries.
But the Bandit Guild [Gate of the Phantoms] doesn't seem to hold much information about spears either, and it only gives me the kind of information I can ask in the tavern.
Ma, maybe that can't be helped. Since the spear man is considered to be the head of the [wreckage of the moon] and one of the Yagami, do you want to imitate it so as to create an extra luxury?
Still, beside [The Nightmare Apostle] 's undercover assignment, I was working on my own.
I also grabbed that spears had excellent adventurers and excellent manpower.
Pretty strong guys, I can guess.
When [the wreckage of the moon] fought with the executives of the Dark Alliance [Ghost] in the southern downtown area, strange information came out that his fellow spears, his men, participated in the battle and eradicated the executives and soldiers of [Ghost].
Although it is not very credible because it is only unconfirmed information.
Whatever it is, it's those spear men. There's also the Naromivas and Kreutz thing, which may not be normal.
And a spear man and a black cat. We also examined the information of the black cat, the demon of use, as such.
There is also strange information that he transformed into a leopard, a horse, a lion, ran the wall, and flew through the sky.
Indeed, it is a story that could be enough, because the presence of such warcraft servants, magic painters, beasts, and Tamer systems exist sesame seeds in this labyrinth city of Pernette.
From here on in my imagination... the black cat is called a demon of use, but I think the inner part may be the kind of “demonic creature” created by spears.
Ancient magic of the secret art system said to have been diverted in ancient, dawn times.
I don't really want to think that there might be other guys with abilities like the captain...
There may be no more possibilities than the presence of a commander.
Other members of the [wreckage of the moon] are also not insulted.
It has not pronounced itself prominently in other cities, but is regarded as excellent inside.
Among them, the original general manager of the wreckage of the moon, "Flashing Legs”, not only has fast feet, but also fast hands, and has good roots.
Maybe she's making her own deal with the movement [Gate of the Phantom] to restrict information on the top spearsman.
The spearsman [wreckage of the moon] at the top of such a member is the largest force in this city.
It will be inevitable that the work at the end of the year will be difficult to do.
I don't want to die, so I just want to sue the captain and his people for suspension.
And if the maid in the back is really involved in that spear use, I'll let this end the solo undercover assignment for [The Nightmare Apostle], which was due until the end of the year.
So Nolan stopped thinking and listened to the maid.
... After listening to the maid for a while, he nods his face several times.
It was consistent with what the maid was looking into herself and what the maid would talk about.
Gradually Nolan blues his complexion.
Damn...... definitely a spear guy.
I made up my mind. Let's unlock it for insurance and let it go. I should leave with such a creepy place.
Damn it, don't let me take this kind of task on my own, too.
Stolen, assassinated, tipped off, all tight on my own.
Kreutz is definitely not talking about assassinations either, he won't even show a gap...
The female executive Camis on the side is also depressing.
That woman, she's poking around and prying at my actions.
But the least I could do was do my job, and I got the three jade jewels safely that haven't lost their power.
I'd also like to get some other items that will haunt the demonic world, including the dream liturgy ritual of 493 books of the demonic world that Naromivas has...
Like Kreutz, Patriarch Naromivas shows no gaps.
Son of the Duke... but still, Icareta Demon in the midst of cannibalizing.
It is Naromivas, who made his reincarnation from man to demon, through the gods of the demon kingdom.
Such an act is a favorite of the Nightmare Goddess, or the Nightmare Goddess. You refuse.
I'm also a freak and bad guy who likes to peel raw skin, but I don't bother eating women's meat alive...
Nolan cautions against deeply re-wearing the hood that comes with his pitch-black robe and exposing his face as he repeats such thoughts.
And he was plugging the key into the iron cage keyhole.
He turns the key, unlocks the iron door, and slowly and gently opens the iron door without making a sound.
"... you guys don't make a scene. I opened the door on this street. Run if you don't want that demon eating you. Now, as you can see, we're in the middle of a ritual. There are watchers standing at the end entrance and exit, but, well, if we run away in a group, we'll have a chance."
The illusion the women were eating must be solved.
But I can't take the shackles off, so I can keep them, but I can move my jaw quickly and I can be willing to run away.
"Huh?"
"Can we escape?
This is your chance. Let's get out of here.
"Now."
The women take off from the iron cage and flee.
Nolan, with his torn mouth, shut up and one after the other unlocked the other iron cage.
The Great Knight helped catch him, but at this point, let him get away with it.
If these numbers of sacrifices escape at once, chaos will arise that the tide will continue uninterrupted, and the [messengers of nightmares] who are obsessed with the ritual will also wreak havoc.
With two of Vermina's apostles, Naromivas and his family Kreutz, it should take some time to clean up all of that.
I'll take this mess and steal it and retreat to Tandar.
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A horse lion-shaped black cat (Rolodine) was suddenly slowing down, following the direction of the blood chain at an explosive speed.
This is located on the north side of Pernette, on the border with the aristocratic district.
The Horse Lion Black Cat (Rolodine) is paced on foot and continues into a neighborhood with dense small houses.
You're being captured inside the house?
Despite such doubts, the horse lion-shaped black cat (Rolodine) did not stop walking as the blood chain of the.
Several fine Yokocho streets bent the deepest, stopping the movement of its limbs. This is a trail.
An iron plate is rolling ripped to the left and right in an unnatural way on the ground in front of me.
Next to the right was a staircase leading down the floor.
Is the torn iron plate the lid that hid this staircase?
The sickle-shaped blood chain, still shaking in small pieces, also shows the end of this staircase.
But to deduce from the way this lid was broken... you mean someone from the same outsider as me broke into the stairs leading down here?
"... there may be Mimi in the basement of this staircase. Let's get down."
Alive or dead...... anyway, it would be at the end of this staircase.
"This basement is suspicious."
I descended from the Horse Lion Shaped Black Cat (Rolodine), feeling Hermé's thoughts.
Everyone I was riding with comes down from Rollo following my actions.
But only Vine had her legs fluttered.
"Vine, are you okay?
"Yes, sorry"
When Yui asked worried about Vine, Vine was apologizing, upset with a strangely upward voice. I thought I was used to it a little...
It's not going to heal.
Fear of heights & Lolo's speed phobia.
On the other hand Yui, who was worried to hear, seems nothing to taste the speed of Rolodine like a jet coaster. Heck of a face.
"Nyao."
The black cat (Lolo), who unloaded everyone and returned to his usual appearance, walked forward with Tokotoko and peered down the stairs like it was leading to the abyss beneath the floor.
"Shuya's demons are incredibly capable."
Fran mutters as she sees the black cat (Lolo) in front of her.
She should have tasted Rolodine's speed for the first time, but she doesn't seem to taste fear like Vine.
Is she definitely a half with ghosts?
Maybe I didn't feel scared because I'm not a normal person.
"... oh, my best buddy"
"Nyao."
The black cat (Lolo) also rings.
'That's right,' he replied.
We're headed to the end of that staircase. Everybody pull out your weapons.
The stairs look narrow across.
Maybe we should assume an indoor war.
In the meantime, summon a demon spear wand in your right hand, then head down the stairs first.
The black cat (Rollo) came on his shoulder late.
Copy that.
"Yes, I'll pull out the black snake"
It's not the name of that sword, but my vision was covered in darkness as I went down the stairs like a rattlesnake.
Activate.
"Underground or cult followers..."
I guess Yui is underground fighting in the assassination work of the Dark Alliance.
I can imagine these underground opponents, too.
Once in Holkerbum's basement, he fought a demon who believed in the Ten Hell Kings.
At that time, the black cat (Lolo) blew fire and sanitized it.
Maybe it's a disinfection pattern again this time......
"My lord, Vail is thin."
'I guess......'
It's getting suspicious. Is that the demon god system?
Shoe sounds echo worryingly at creepy air sounds like toothpicks.
Vision is dark...... temperatures dropped slightly? Smells like a moist fallen leaf burned to the ground.
I felt the cold and the back of my nostrils hurt slightly as I felt that smell.
For once, look back behind you for confirmation.
"My vision is dark - is Fran all right?
"I'm fine. I've told you before, I'm not a normal person."
It was okay.
"Sort of."
Looks like a little magic builds up in her tinted eyes.
You seem to be seeing my face with certainty, even in the dark.
For this reason, all the family members are fine in the dark.
She is a B-rank adventurer and a multi-spy. Don't worry, or let's focus in front of you.
Turn back in front and head down the stairs early.
At the end of the stairs, I sensed countless magic vegetables from the end of the cave.
So activate.
It's been a long time since I've used an enemy with a smell of blood.
At the same time, this place turned into my vampire territory.
"Ah."
"Your husband's, smell..."
"Nyah, nya ~"
Yui, Vine's chosen family and Black Cats (Lolo) move their noses cutely in an instant and sense my smell.
Fran has a strange look on his face and looks at us.
She had a one-handed half sword, and the bandage on her left hand was undressed.
I used to show it every once in a while...... multiple eyes screaming.
There's a hole in the palm of my hand, so I guess it's still some kind of flying tool.
With that in mind, I roughly grasped the position of the men who could smell the slight sweat of the women, the feminine body odor combined with oranges and cheese that didn't smell like sweat, the companion blood, and more than one woman who was bleeding. Blood...... unpleasant feeling.
Are the bleeding smelling lords moving?
The position indicated by the tip of Mimi's blood reaction is the same as the reaction of the secretory breathing hand (pheromones touch).
Surely Mimi is present in this cave.
"... the cave ahead showed Mimi's reaction. Looks like there's more than one of them. Maybe there are other women kidnapped like Mimi. Some women seem to be bleeding, and it's hard to think of them all as enemy women."
"... in this moment, is it something you can grasp that much information about?
Fran asks with a surprised look on his face.
"I told you because I could."
"It's not just martial arts... [Gate of the Phantom], no, I see why my sister would want to recommend it to the country..."
Recommended by Remrona? Now hurry in the direction of this reaction.
"The width is wide from here. Let's fight each other out."
"Yes."
"Let's go."
Copy that.
"Nnh, nya"
Black Cat (Lolo) is swollen and transformed into a black leopard.
With a blast speed that harnessed Lucival's physical abilities, he couldn't leave Fran, so he took the black leopard "Rollo" to the spot where he reacted while running lightly at his feet.
After a while, turning to the left in a place like a tunnel, people rush in with a bulge of footsteps.
"Come on."
"Everybody, it's dark, but I'm gonna run this way, so rinse."
"Guys."
"I can't see the front. - Come on."
"There's a light from behind. Oh, there's a chaser coming."
"Just run."
"Ahhh..."
"Geez."
"Well, well."
The screams of the women and the voice of the man chasing hung echoes at the bottom of her ears (obsessed).
And encounter that fleeing multitude of women.
They don't mind seeing me, they run along the edge of the cave and escape to a glance.
At that moment, the tip of Blood Chain Exploration shivered and reacted heavily.
The tip of the sickle mould bursts into the midst of a woman who flees vigorously as she drips blood.
"What is this?"
Immediately there was a scream of a negative woman.
And it was the clothes I found out, torn but made-up clothes, that were carried to roll entangled in the blood chain.
He's a child of the people who worked in the mansion.
I remember my face only a little.
"Maybe you're Mimi?
"Ah, it's your husband! You really came to help me! Good..."
You were alive...... really good.
She is entangled in blood chains.
But you seem relieved. He is attacked by weakness as if his strength had slipped out of his hands and feet.
At that time, it was released.
The sinister sickle-shaped blood chain that has done its job disappears into the dark world.
"I just want to reassure you more, can we talk a little?
"Yes, ask me anything"
When she examined her breath, she was talking with an enhanced gaze as to whether she was a Lesonante temperament or whether she was feeling strong from the beginning.
"He's a great kid. Well, I ask, so have these women, but from the circumstances, Mimi, you've been running all the way out here."
"Yes, I was helped. At that time...... I didn't see it well because the person who helped me was wearing the hood deep, but it felt like my mouth was ripped. The guy unlocked it for me. And if you don't want the demons to eat you, you tell them to run away."
Infiltrator? After all, where we broke in.
The broken iron plate that was blocking that staircase felt unusual, so maybe there was a hero who broke into the basement.
Or that the kidnapped side inside wasn't even a single rock?
Either way, Mimi's rescue, the primary objective, became.
The women seem to be running and confused, too, and make it good.
"Well, I'm glad you're alive. Everyone will be relieved."
"Yes, my lord..."
When Mimi hears the words of labor, she is shaking her body and moisturizing her eyes.
For a moment, I felt the fear she had experienced was a heavy stone of iridium deep in my heart, so I broke my knee and held her over to reassure her like that.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, sama,... that"
"Fine, I was scared... well done"
The little girlfriend has been giggling with strength.
What was made-up clothes I was wearing was torn, my blonde hair was sticky, the shit......
"Yes, sir"
Mimi weeps.
So, I gently wipe that tear off my thumb, and then I get up away from her, who was hugging me, and I turn my face toward Vine.
"Priority will be given to securing Mimi. You take Mimi back to the mansion and explain the situation to everyone."
"Yes, what about your husband?
"Me and Yui advance while helping these fleeing women. Maybe Remrona's behind this. So follow Fran."
"Naturally. Under these circumstances, even if they tell you to leave, you can't leave."
Fran laughs.
"So is that."
I respond with a smile while suppressing my anger.
Copy that, sir.
Vine gently lowered her head and quickly moved to Mimi.
"Okay, Mr. Mimi. I'll escort you to the mansion. Can you walk?
Vine behaves magnificently with a black snake in her left hand to the sheath.
I returned it to my lower back sword belt.
"Yes, thank you and your husband"
"Thank you, hurry"
"Yes."
Vine runs out quickly when she holds Mimi.
Vine, who is growing as a, quickly runs down the path of the cave we came from when she holds a small mimi.
Return your heels after you can no longer see the silver hair shake.
I turned my gaze toward the cave where the women were fleeing.
"... I'm going to the back like this"
"Yeah."
"Sister......"