Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Ancient labyrinth, third floor, central management room - ….

The room is dark and illuminated by lights from blurry terminals.

It's an unhealthy looking young man sitting in a chair staring at a screen, crushing something but not listening to the content.

They jamming units have been locked in this dim room for days already since they were cut off from food supplies.

If it was before, support from a brave candidate, and taking mobile food from enemy soldiers, I can't do it any more these days. Because they're sending in only a bunch of elites, they don't even get a chance to take it.

"Damn, this guy's in the way... if I could crush him sooner..."

The bump and the young man shrugs, repeatedly streaming video of the terminal.

That's the last week or so of combat records (logs). I can't even notice that people showed up at the door because I was so focused on the analysis. He spoke from next door and shook like he was finally hit by electricity.

"Don't be a jinx. What do you say, what do you got?

"Huh!? Captain, I'm sorry I didn't notice."

The knight-crawling young man tries to take a salute stance with his previous habits, but the bearded captain makes him stop it by gesturing. And silently urge them to communicate the contents of the analysis.

One cough, the young man shifted his chair to the side and invited the man in.

"Yeah, now we were reconfirming their strategy - no, in this case it's tactics -. It's still the elves that bother me. Look here."

Peeping into the terminal, there's still a young elf mage moving in there.

She looks cute as a flower, but I can tell this holds a hell of a key.

Because of the extremely rare profession of spiritual magician, if left alone, he consolidates his position and is even spotted in a hidden ambush position.

Horrible is so bottomless magic that it seems inexhaustible. And when you are at the stage of laying down a defense force for the purpose of annihilation, it is good to say that you are already doing well. Some powerful attackers run to destruction without causing much damage.

"Um, if you crush this girl, don't fall apart. But I can't give the demons detailed instructions."

"Yes, that's why I had a toothpick."

Hmm, and the man called captain rubs his chin, and thinks.

I have been aware of what the young man is saying for a long time. But the powerful monster of the patrol type had already left, and he could not find a way to open it.

But is that everything? Just about one of the elves, will we continue to make fast progress so far? What else is there to say? Think of it as unfounded.

Aside from that suspicion, he quietly thinks, trying to bring about measures to crack down on the elves.

"Follow me. Let me show you the thread."

"What? Ha, ha!

And the young man rose up, as he walked on the cobblestone.

I didn't notice the anomaly at this time, probably because I was focused on the analysis. The surroundings were quiet with Sin, and he never questioned the fact that he could not see a figure.

It was my former colleagues who were rolling to the floor in the next room.

Tingling and cramping his whole body, everyone leads his eyes astray in search of salvation.

"Ah... of..., bastard... ooh!

Several grudges echo into the dim room.

That seems to represent the end of the forthcoming visit.

From behind it, a dark magician approached with a needle in his hand.

Nothing to worry about.

Because they are only a little closer to the demon.

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And, and, and, and, a hard sound echoes into the labyrinth.

The relief embedded in the wall is more than just a stone statue. When an intruder shows up, he has the role of kicking that opponent. I mean, it's real.

The tricks, demons, and labyrinth structures that are everywhere exist only to kill intruders.

"What's wrong, look frightened. We won't be attacked."

"Yes, no, but it's creepy. It's like they're watching..."

A weak soldier, the man sighed in his chest.

"So why aren't we attacked?

"Hmm? Oh... you were a newcomer. If you grew up not knowing the fairy tales of Gedover country, you know why you're scared of this labyrinth."

"Wow, I'm scared, etc...! I just don't really like this feeling of being cornered."

cornered. One word of it spreads ripples all over a man's chest. Because it is good to say that the word is the history of the fatherland itself.

Slowly the man opens his mouth, slowly slowing down the speed of walking. There is also a different sight around, and its good sounds are also like some prophet.

"Once upon a time, we were called demons. And ran for the Age of the Devil, the Age of the Night. The remnants of that time are handed down to our blood - …"

The young man with his mouth shut would have wondered.

To the fact that a captain who doesn't like much conversation is thus tying the past just for himself. And every time I walk, I lose sight of people from around me.

"The years of losing the battle, being deprived of territory and continuing to weaken blood were bitter times. But our fathers left us a powerful weapon for the future to come."

Slowly I see something forward.

That ripped the torso vertically, looks like a metal demon or something. That's why I thought black things scattered all over the floor were organs.

I don't know because of the noise, but it's about two meters tall.

But it also looks fundamentally different from the stone statues and demons that have existed before. In the middle of such a hall, I find myself feeling strongly uncomfortable about being stuck.

"... What do you mean by weapons?

"No, it's not. You mean flesh and blood, Cartina."

I'm not sure what they said. But the voice color turns to hard, and the frightened young man trembles.

It's like being invited to the woods where the witches live, and I feel like something's waiting for me, and I realize I'm making my face stretch.

When one of them grabs his wrist, he tells them how cold it is to be relieved.

Scary, scary, for no reason my instincts start to turn, my knees laugh out on their own. Gaku and so much so that it seems boring.

- Yes, I'm scared.

Something is available and I am afraid that it will be changed to something from now on.

In fact, the movement of the young man was sealed by a powerful curse.

Scared to destiny like an innocent lamb, stripped of clothes and armor in a frightening and unwrought manner, only from the neck to the top...... only slightly moving eyes are all of the senses.

"Ha ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha ha!"

Her breasts were exposed to the chilling air, her abdomen, her glutes and dew, and she still felt like a goat. That, yes - I can't move when I understand death. Shivering hard, only during death, Pii! and raise your voice like a little bird.

"Ha, I want, Captain, Ma, wait, wait...!

Hmm? And my blue eyes peek in. He seems to be holding down his eyelids and looking for something behind his eyeballs, which seems to move beyond people and demons - so scared that he can't even notice that something warm is flowing through his groin.

"Is the pulse abnormal, is the blood magic as reported? Hmm, when you peel like this, you're having a pretty healthy body. If the world had lived, it would have left a fine child for future generations."

But he whispers.

Keep your lips close to the twitching neck muscle, with a voice that gently sounds deep into your eardrum.

"Luckily for you, the time has come to help you."

And he is grabbed by his neck from his limp, icy hands, and walked barefoot. Go to the center of the room, to something that's poorly situated.

"Come on, sit here, Cartina. Let's serve as former knights for our country."

Knuckles and knees break on their own, something hard and cold hits their buttocks. Bikun and his whole body tremble, but the horrible story is just the beginning.

When I was pressed on my forehead at my fingertips, I would sit deeper, and inadvertently, I remembered the shock of something called a penis. Something cold pierces each of my spines and I find myself pouring something in the back.

"Hih, hih, hih! What the hell, Colle! What's stabbing me!?

"Mm-hmm, it's called a demonic costume, a weapon that's been in place since antiquity. Come on, sit down a little deeper. And if it drifts, you may regret it forever."

In that voice, the warm things that should have been exhausted wet my thighs.

I want you to stop now, if you have so much fear, I want you to interrupt every consciousness already. But I still have a lot of spines.

Bumping, bumping, poking one after the other, and getting something poured out of it is crazy fear. How can you be so horribly eyed when you said you hadn't imagined it just a few minutes ago?

"Ah, ah... Aww!!

When something cold wrapped around my thighs, I started to erode my femur this time. Glance, open your toes to the limit, and the surprisingly trembling yet brutal erosion progresses.

"Oh, you seem to like it"

".................. Huh?

And she noticed that her vision was covered, and she opened her eyes again with a different fear than earlier. That means that something metallic is about to swallow your whole body.

He says he's desperately looking for help, but he says something wrong.

"Yes, yes, the earlier analysis is correct. It's your mission, Cartina, to make that elf incapable of combat."

He waves good luck, and his vision is completely closed.

Cartina raised her voice like the last of the goats.

- After this few moments, the proud elite troops of the Alirai Nation wake up.