"Will this be okay......?
I squirm as I slowly fly over Philsand across the phantom horse.
Under his eyes, the giants sweep the earth with brooms on several faces, gathering the remains of the dark in one place.
The remains of the ghost that has become Oyama are thoroughly burned out by the giant red dragon (Huge Red Dragon) in flaming exhalation (Fire Breath).
If you leave a large number of dark bodies unattended, you won't be left clueless because there doesn't seem to be a lot of things like the plague being the source or undead.
"Yeah. It'll be fine...... Maybe."
I've just enjoyed a situation where a man can't help but get excited about single-riding away an overwhelming enemy army.
After a temporary exaltation, various worst imaginations were still springing up.
Ever since I was transferred to The Watchman, well, I'm proud that I managed to do it. But the fear of a fatal failure somewhere isn't fading.
Tens of minutes later, the traces of an army of demons (Legions) that was all that was there by the work of giants and dragons disappeared without a trace. All that remains is a dry earth that has become somewhat flat.
Visually clean and refreshing, the anxiety is somewhat lighter.
I waved loudly at the Philsand soldiers who were laying in formation in front of the city walls and headed to the command post set up at Daimon.
"" Margils! Margils! Margils the Great Wizard!
Long before I landed my phantom horse at the command post, the soldiers sent me fists and weapons up for praise.
"Excellent work, Master Margils"
"Uhm."
The only person who spoke to me when I got off the phantom horse was Crawla.
She usually speaks equally, but she stands this one up properly in public. There is something about appealing to a man's instincts to get a beautiful woman to appreciate her work. I felt like the president of a one-man company wanted to have a beautiful secretary on his side. I knew better.
Meanwhile, the Duke of Philsand and Elizabeth, Deane and the heavy ministers, who remain seated in the chair, are stiff for some reason.
"As you can see, the Legion of the Dark (Legion) has been cleared, Duke?
"Ah...... Oh, boulder, right..."
I say as the Duke stands up as he swoops.
Conversely, the surrounding heavy ministers, magicians and knights began to lay flat in unison. to Elizabeth and Deane.
"Shh, great work... I didn't know you had that much help..."
"Oh man... aren't you really a demon god after all...?
"Wow, our hero!
"It was a mythical sight though!
"Oh, no..."
It's time to get used to this kind of reaction itself. I'm just a little confused because Duke Philsand's men have a strong sense of awe for the duke that person, or they've never blatantly snapped at me so far.
... No, if you think about it, it's also the first time you've used a flashy, high-level spell so far. It's time for my senses to be paralyzed myself, but if I tried it on them, it would have had more impact than the stand-alone dragon I had shown before.
"... Gentlemen, take it easy"
It is not by nature a dialogue to be said apart from their Lord, the Duke.
But the Duke himself seemed confused, so he dared speak greatly.
They all got up like relieved and said nothing about the Duke or Crawler, so I'm pretty sure in this response.
"Anyway, thanks to you, the crisis has left.... Philsand will never forget this grace"
There was certainly relief in the face of the Duke wiping the sweat off his forehead. Naturally, because the town I control helped, but he also has a little human feelings.
I shook his hand tightly with me, and his hand was also transmitting heat over thick gloves.
Though.
There are still many challenges, including Elizabeth, about his children and the Schulz, plus the 'second suggestion' to him.
... or the current challenge is not over yet.
"The crisis is still ongoing. The emergence of this many demons means that somewhere - perhaps, the base of the Schulz tribe - there must be a nest of demons. We must destroy it."
That night.
The fine handling after the defeat of the Legion of the Dark (Legion) threw a round at the Duke, and me and my friends were in the dungeons of Gangyi Castle.
Because Reid and Reich, who were acting differently, returned with a great 'achievement'.
The 'achievement' is now sitting in a crude chair in the middle of the cell.
Both arms were tightly tied up on the back side, and apes were attached to the mouth.
The man who seems to be cramped to see is the 'Spellman', whom Reid and Reich have infiltrated and captured in the Shruz stronghold 'Garden of God'.
"I thought you said reconnaissance was good... Wasn't it dangerous?
"I'm sorry, Lord."
"That's what I did on my own. I have no reason to take orders from you."
Yes, I was asking these two to scout the Garden of God, which would have been taken over by the Dark One. Although I lent you phantom horses (phantom hoses) and some magic items for travel, I asked you not to take any risks...
"As, well... I'm not going to criticize the judgment in the field. Turns out... it's a trick."
I certainly didn't tell you not to bring the prisoners. Probably not a big deal for Rade and Reich.
... I'll stroke your head to forgive Leiha, who still seems to be harming herself, even though I need to be more careful if I have the next one...
"A generous word to me, lowly and foolish...... Oh, thank you. Lord......"
"... um"
As she stroked Reyja's thin purple hair as she knelt, she began to snooze.
Because she is a beautiful woman who is inherently like a chunk of colour, she sometimes accidentally feels bad... Hi. I've been feeling like I love a big dog that I miss too much lately.
"So? Who's going to interrogate him?
Crawla asked me if I was a little distracted by rubbing Reiha's hair.
Only Crawla is in this place to interrogate the 'Spellman', besides Rade and Laiha.
Originally, it's important prisoners, so I think it's muscle to call Philsand and Schulz officials as well. However, given the way he was interrogated and the information that he would be able to pull out, I wanted to check with him first, so I was forced to make this face.
"Oh. I'll do it. Use this."
"... is that it again? I don't know how to..."
"Not in an elegant way, though. I don't even have the confidence to have a decent conversation with these guys."
Crawla shrugged her shoulder when she saw the 'ESP Medal' I took out of her nostalgia.
In fact, the problem, his eyes gleaming golden as he is restrained all over his body but turns to strong hatred. I glowed red as soon as the rade gave out 'The Haunted'.
I don't care what you think. I'm getting a dark erosion.
I had previously read the consciousness of the Baron, who was a dark admirer (demonist) in the city of Lellis, in the ESP medal as well, but already his spirit had collapsed and only vague images could be read.
Fortunately, this' Spellmaster 'maintains a clear consciousness, so we may be able to obtain specific information about the Dark Worshipper (Demonist).
It was quite a struggle to peek into the consciousness contaminated by the dark, more than an ethical issue, so I don't mind. But if you don't want to, it's adults.
"... for once, ask in advance. Wouldn't you honestly be willing to tell me about you guys?
"Huh! Mm-hmm!
I confirmed it while I thought it was futile but it was still futile.
A man named Black Robe on brown skin roars with a face that seems to have bit this one to death.
"Then you have to stop. I'm sorry, but let me read your consciousness. First of all... why did you guys know my name?
……
Stick the ESP medal in front of you and ask questions.
I hate to be questioned, but the answer comes to his consciousness. If you read that, you'll see why they knew about me when the Dark Worshipers (demonstrators) had just left Battle Axe Township.
Yes, and maybe the reason that the warring witch named me and said it was' Focus'.