This is Las Boss, Demon King, "Church" in front of Castle.

Moving his wings with Bassa Bassa, Belial's giant slowly rose.

With me and Stella on my back, the rising speed is a balloon-like slowness.

I leaked the truth.

"Aren't you going a little faster? You're as relaxed as a lame whale crawling, Mr. Berial."

"GRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!! So, why should Stella give you a ride anyway? A lifetime of unconsciousness, such as putting humans on it."

"It's the second time you've been on me."

The first time I ran into him, I jumped on Belial's shoulder with an attack on handing him a souvenir macaroon. That would be on the count, too.

Stella looks at my face and blushes her cheeks.

"Hey, what's that? Where I don't know, you rode a berial?

"That's what happened to me when I got there... whoa"

Bereal's giant oscillated, his back leaning like a steep slope that kept him horizontal when he lost his balance in the air.

Unexpectedly cling to Bereal's tenderness while holding Stella's body and keeping her from being shaken down. I mean, I pulled it a lot.

"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!"

Looks like it was a weakness. The giant swung around like a rambling cow in the air.

Stella in my arm said, "Hey! All of a sudden there is such a thing as... preparing my mind!," he would have fallen if he had let it go.

Where Belial's body slope subsided, I stroked softly as I applied elementary healing magic to my tendencies.

"Did it hurt? There was nothing else I could have grabbed. I'm sorry."

"No, don't, don't! Don't stroke me so gently!! Ha."

Belial rang his throat with "GRRR" to the point where he stroked it.

Is it a cat? No heart or rising speed also increased.

"Berial, do you feel good here? Look, look, look, look."

Stella stroked Belial's back when she hitched a ride.

"Oh, don't, demon king!

I exhale muffled from my nose even when I fight with my mouth, and Belial is in a good mood.

The altitude rose and as we passed through the foggy clouds we reached the cliffs that cut us apart.

As the depressed and thriving dense forest lies, above the plateau is flat and plain.

The tapered fields were made on a slope, with clean spring-water waterways stretched out like knitting.

It is definitely maintained at the hands of people.

Where Belial lands, me and Stella get off that back.

When wrapped in light, the giant beast shrunk to human size and turned to a light brown-skinned beauty.

Some of the deep purple hair is curly. Probably around where I gripped and pulled.

"Look, I don't have any weaknesses," Belial said, handcuffing his messy hair. "Once again, he has weaknesses in me. He made a report.

Thank you. I don't feel like losing a lot.

"Right. Because Mr. Berial is the gatekeeper of the iron wall. I can't thank you enough for your help."

In a token, the brown beauty said, "Because Master Stella was wanted. However, if you want to thank me, I won't accept it at a later date. Dark red is good," he named the wine in color.

It's neat, but the fact is, it helped, so let's find some good stuff.

Stella gently slips her hands up into the spring-water waterway toward the gradient field.

"Hih! It's cold! It's beautiful and clear, and I think I can drink this."

"Probably fine, but shall we bless the water just in case?

"Does that mean making it holy water? Isn't that the devil who dies when I drink? Then I'll keep drinking!

Stella drank out the dull water in her hand.

"Pu Ha! Yummy!"

If the demon king hits the raw water and breaks his stomach, he'll be treated with magic.

It is indeed a clear and beautiful stream of water. Waterway maintenance is brilliant.

The waterway was made by a stone combination of cut stones, with no room for even a slice of thin paper to be pinched.

Even in Wangdu, the work so far is hard to see.

Raising his gaze, he sees a line of settled stone houses across a staircase surrounded by waterways.

"Looks like you have a resident. I'll see you soon."

Stella strained her chest with opium.

"You're opening the Demon King Army Invasion Success Story here now!

"Because I won't. All right, Mr. Stella, Mr. Belial. Please keep me company. Because the first impression is important."

Stella gets more and more flustered.

"Absolute obedience through fear and violence! Ruling like a demon king!

Belial narrowed his eyes to Stella's growth, "Oh, that's the Demon King". Sounds like you should change your mind about this.

"Demon King. The first step is to approach the people of this land in a friendly manner, even for the sake of the mastery of the people. I was so alarmed, I thought I'd rule all at once."

Stella, glaring at me, stretches her spine softly and stares at me.

"Shit, you're set to joke about Seiklid. I'm not going to invade. I mean, you're like a demon cleric to treat them gently and stick them in. Yo, mastermind! Bad guy! Silver-haired, Sarah, priest!

"Don't you want the last one? Is that what you call it, grabbing the high priest and being a bad listener? And look at it. I just thought Mr. Stella was motivated because of this, and I was told it was a lie. May Mr. Berial be hurt. I can't wait."

The female knight was clenching her fist and biting her lower lip to see that she was about to cry.

I panicked and Stella said, "Su, a sudden invasion or something! Belial doesn't have to worry so much because he's going to be a decent demon king!" and that the Palm Return of the Demon King is too intense from earlier.

"Well, all in all, let's first ask the settlers about the Great Divine Tree buds. I'm glad you two are adventurers working with the church."

"Yes!"

"Damn...... Dear Stella, the reply is too good"

Belial seems to be in a complicated mood for Stella to raise her hand with ease.

But surprisingly, if you'll excuse me, I want Belial to be like a demon king to Stella. There seemed to be a demonic idea that they wanted the acts of aggression and others to be vigorously carried out as well.

The fact that the Demon King himself can protect Nina is good, such as sore and itchy?

Take the two of you into the settlement. The road was also paved with cobblestone.

The house is as small as you can think of when you approach it, and the entrance door is the size you can't get inside unless you sit back.

"Anyone!"

Speak up and also look for budding positions on the compass. Apparently it sprouted on the center of the settlement.

"Kind of a house just the right size for Nina," Stella groans.

It is true that the house and the road are not even miniature, but the size of the child has become firm.

Belial shrugged with a frightened face. Looks like you're tired of flying and swinging by Stella's words and deeds.

"I guess it doesn't mean I only live with kids, etc..."

A kid's paradise in the middle of a dense forest? This must be properly investigated and, in some cases, protected.

"Hey! Seiklid, wait! Walking too fast!

I went for the heart of the settlement.

And...

Just in the heart of the settlement, you reach the spring water fountain.

An island floated in the middle of that spring, and the buds of the great god tree shed a pale light.

Residents staring at it from a distance (?) to them, Stella speaks up.

"Liar! What are these kids... or they're cute"

A silhouette like the one that made Nina turn smaller, but with an overall rounded shape. His whole body was covered with hair that seemed soft, and his tail grew when he was flat and a big dough fan.

Meatballs in the hands. Mouth is ω. Hair patterns vary from tiger pattern to leopard pattern to three hairs.

The crushed eyes marvel at Stella's voice, scattering the spider child and running away.

"Ah! Hey! Wait!"

The inhabitants (?) hid behind the building.

From there, I hear a hissing voice like a honking voice, "Monkey... Monkey..."

"Apparently, you surprised me."

I walked out to the edge of a single fountain, appealing that I had nothing in my hands.

"My name is Seiklid. Let me start by thanking you for the loss of your peace."

The tone carefully lowered his head slowly with a calm voice tone.

Residents look at each other. If you look closely, their faces were somewhat similar to ('· ω ·).

"Mokyu... Mokyu?

"Momoki-ku"

Apparently they use their own language. It's a bad idea that words don't make sense.

For now, let's keep the budding coordinates for the record in metastatic magic.

And it was about the arrow tip I thought.

A bright white-haired resident, who had accumulated a splendid mustache, raised his voice, hailing both arms.

"Kamisama!"

Then the other inhabitants start to raise their voices, "Kamisama! Kamisama!".

Was there already a wise man's hand around here that looked a lot like mine?

No, it's too early to think so. Maybe I felt something in my cleric's clothes. I'm glad I'm dressed.

One by one, the inhabitants emerge from the shadows of the building and rush towards me.

"Oh! How wonderful. This is the first time I've seen you, and I'm going to end up with this Seychlid priest."

Dota-dota and the white-bearded dwellers led the way, and they barely walked beside me.

Stella gets gnawed.

"Hey, wait! Wow, don't do that to my creepy charisma.

As she was assaulted by a herd of sheep, Stella was messed up by the residents and grabbed her buttocks.

but still they don't stop, try to surround themselves around Berial and kneel (kneel first).

A white bearded resident said in front of Belial, "Ha-ha!," he fell down, then again called for a light brown-skinned beauty.

"Kamisama!"

Together, dozens of people gathered give up their belials "Kamisa ~!".

"Hey, what are you guys!?

The eyes of the inhabitants looking up at the bewildering bereal were sparkling and jewel-like.

Oh, maybe this is a project that our church can't get into.