The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

With Mai back safely, many of her companions awaited her return.

Megumi and Aika, who are also classmates on boulders, had such an atmosphere that they didn't care, and Aika had prepared me for holy magic too, but Mai's own injuries were not, and I just needed to get an easy governor.

This is also significant in that the opponent was considerably better than Mai. Because of this, Mai himself understood that he would not have it if attacked.

That's why the key is how far you can take down an opponent's attack, and we've done everything we can to do that.

Along the way, the care of the Book of the Devil was also a hint, thanks to which he survived without major injury. Even though Mai herself thinks that it is too much to take damage so far.

"Apparently, there's more repertoire of role making"

"Yeah, thanks to what Nagare taught me."

Nicole and smiling Mai's smile was an actress-like sparkle.

Thus we have finished our offensive to the seventh palace, and the next is finally the sixth palace. Each emotion is tense, exhilarating, and varied at the top approaching slightly.

However, what has challenged the trials so far is undoubtedly becoming stronger in mind and body than before.

Thanks to this, the time from the palace to the palace was also considerably reduced.

And first, we arrived safely at the sixth palace.

"I'll leave you here."

It was Heradonna who made the name so. There is no one to disagree with. Flem and others want to try to fight the stronger enemies that are up there, and Peach may be something similar.

"Good luck, Heradonna - but you can't do it - you can honestly jump into your yummy chest when you can't seem to"

This is what it's always like when it comes to Kyle. It is light. But it would be either a liver sitting around or a muscular dosquet around being treated like any other woman even if she knew Heradonna was a demon.

Rosa, who was listening next door, is also stunned by what he said.

"Okay, I'm coming."

Various voices of support were hung, but she steps into the palace, returning the least words and aiming for Nagare's life before the trial, but still failing, at all, sighing.

That appearance changed when Heradonna stepped inside the palace.

I heard from Mai, but apparently from here there is usually an outside view inside the palace.

Just slightly different from the information from her, outside but not outside. There was a red-brown earth that was not grassland or anything else, but rather almost unseemly, such as green.

Besides, it didn't just have flat ground going on, I could see the raised plateau of the ground everywhere, and I could scatter huge rocks.

"Well done. My name is Tristan, guardian of this palace."

Then, against Heradonna, who set foot in the palace, a knight rises his name from the top of the high ground.

He is a likely armored knight. So much so that the strangely gothy silver armor is still likely to be bounced off by uplifting muscles whether the size is critical or not.

Helmet with visor on head. There was a long patterned Hulbert in his hand with an integrated axe.

The horse he rides is also a very large black horse, wearing armor and wrapped in a warlike style.

"Nevertheless, I didn't know anyone would come to this sixth palace. I've been in this labyrinth for a long time, but it's been a long time since I've seen anything so far."

Two, Tristan looked out for Heradonna as Girodiro. It's not like a nasty gaze that licks around. The expression is also harsh.

"Hmm, that color, and your hair, you, you're not a person? Neither the Beast nor the Elf... Who the hell are you?

"I apologize for this. I'm late, but I'm Heradonna, the devil. After that, get to know me."

Pick a botanically tailored dress hem and worship gracefully. She looked almost human when she said she was a demon and she looked like a beautiful woman.

One greeting is very, very similar.

But even if you look at what Heradonna did, the other Tristan remains musty.

"Hmm, I don't know what the hell kind of hand you've used to get here, but the devil and the like don't laugh at people's imitations or anything. Dirty."

Pickle, and Heradonna's eyebrows bounce.

"Is it something like a demon summoner that's challenging the exam? It is surprising that there were (...) such people in this world as well, but in such an evil and lazy way as to summon the devil around leaving everything to the devil without bothering his own hands. Your husband must be an ugly face and a very bad character like a demon."

As Tristan spoke that far, Heradonna threw a smile at Nicole.

However, the smile is a black devil's sole, which is different from what was formalized earlier.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Ha, the demonic flair looks great. Well, this is a good opportunity to give my weapon Desgria an alias for demon killing with your blood."

And here we go, Black! and he makes a call, lowering his visor and rushing down the platform with tremendous momentum.

But the distance from Heradonna was quite far away, enough time for her to plant the demon seeds.

"Grow up, Lurdicanoi -"

From the seeds planted by Heradonna, many strangely large plants of buds grow.

And when the buds opened up pacified, the tubes stretched out of the opening as if it were a cannon shell, spitting out one rounded seed after another.

They descend into the knight Tristan across the horse drawing loose parabolas.

"Sweet!

With a flash of temper, Tristan strokes the falling seed with a Death Greer axe blade, but at that moment the seed exploded violently.

The demonic plant produced by Heradonna, the seeds of Lurdicanoi, explode when impacted.

It's a force that seems pretty effective against brain muscle opponents.

"Sweet. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Connelt pops out of the smoke spread like a wall by the explosion. The black of the horse apparently didn't take that much damage either, and it accelerated all at once - the torso of Hiragi and Heradonna fell apart upwards and downwards.

"Humph! To this extent even when it comes to demons? Absolutely, this is not enough power to kill a demon. I'm really disappointed."

Raise your visor and raise your voice with a strong look.

"Oh, that's my dialogue."

But to that voice, what! and Tristan is stunned. Then the ground thrived, and massive heradonnas grew as if they were plants.

"Hey, what's this?

"What's wrong?

"I'm still safe."

"Look, this one's real, right?

"Come on, go ahead, deal with me"

"Every one of me is more relaxed."

Heradonna and the others surrounding Tristan speak to the knight as if they were choruses.

The knight on the horse must have noticed that he was being jerked off.

A thick blood vessel floats in Cricket Valley, trembling with pixie.

"Bullshit, whoa, whoa! Fortourbillon Halbert!"

After spinning Desglia overhead, he cuts and kills all the heradonnas surrounding him, but wields an axe blade as he spins his whole body wide.

With one of these moves, the heradonna that appeared in the vicinity was swept away.

"Huh, a-ha, ha! What do you say! Afraid, you demon, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh!

Tristan, who had slashed and killed all heradonnas and was good at raising visors, suddenly turned his hand around his back and started scratching algae.

Then the pleasant sound of hitting Tristan's back twice, three times.

He distorted his face as if he had been struck by an electric shock, commanding the horse to take a distance and look back.

"Ki, you! The devil! You still had it!

"You don't get killed on your own."

Nestled there was Heradonna, a beautiful demon, with a whip of tsu created more than a plant.

And naturally it was also this tsu whip that struck him in the back.

Apparently even Tristan in armor couldn't escape the pain of this whip.

"You! That's not just a whip!

"Well? What do you think?

Heradonna answers with a smile exactly like a demon. In fact, it is a whip with the effect of pain passing all the way inside the armor.

And it's also Heradonna who goes crazy on Tristan, who's going to look surprised.

You're probably wondering if it's real, but until earlier, that was the effect of a demon species called Clones, which was sprinkled with bulk around the position where Heradonna originally stood.

This is a demonic plant that grows to look just like the one that planted the seed. Especially if it's just appearance and not very long life span, but great for stirring up opponents.

"Well, let's get some more punishment!

And Heradonna wields the whip again. But Tristan swung Death Greer in his hand and dimensioned Tsu's whip.

"That's enough to get you on track, you demon! My Death Gria, its axe blade truncate every plant, and its crucible!

I ran for the big rock that was nearby with my horse, and I thought I was using Death Greer, and what a big rock I grabbed.

"Yes, this one grabs the nearby stuff on its own as if it were willing!

It was like a hook and nail, but it seemed possible to grasp every object by tightening it.

Tristan then throws the rock he grabbed at Heradonna.

Playing a heavy bass, the rock fell where Heradonna stood.

Heradonna, in particular, jumped without being crushed, climbing on a rock and letting her look down at Tristan, though.

"... there's only one man on the run, or a busy demon"

I look up regretfully and wrinkle between my eyebrows. While acknowledging his appearance, Heradonna grinned lightly.

"That weapon of yours, it sounds very useful for logging. It's not too late for that. Why don't you get transferred?

From Tristan's forehead, it seemed like the sound of a piki piki had leaked -