Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

A little wind sounded and the man looked up into the sky.

Blue skies with no clouds, and hot winds like you burned the air. If it blows even with just one wind, it quickly takes away the moisture and the hair dries to the crust.

The hair that used to be like a flame fades and binds it back. Long years have given rise to deep wrinkles, and the presence is as sharp as a blade.

Behind the man were several black smokes straight up into the sky. It was burned with filthy oil, and it could never be inhabited again.

Originally a sand country is a small place where people can live, and the way forward for his Demon Army will eventually be buried in the sand.

No, that's the war of purpose.

Never again, in this land, shall man be uninhabitable.

Horseback riding came running from behind me as I pulled my lips straight to the side to express such a will. Oddly enough, no one is on board, and even with armor reminiscent of a dragon, it lightly runs through the sand.

opened his mouth plumply, and finally found out in its distorted form that it was a demon tribe.

"General Heyzosoka-Behimos, in a communication that one hundred and two slaughterhouse squads are ready from afar, s. We have also finished adapting to the scorching land, so we can march at any time."

The talked long man does not move, still exposed to the sun. Cover one side of your face with black leather, breathe quietly, and vomit.

Eventually the man opened his dry lips to the smell he felt a long time ago.

"The former guardian (Mojo) finally disappeared. That's what he always hoped for - but to decay before he sandwiched us would be a lifeless end for a thousand years."

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Horseback riding droops his head and doesn't move.

By guardian he refers to the man who was fighting the Alirai soldiers in the ancient labyrinth.

I know why he was defeated. It took too long to start a formal war and it was because of a huge delay in rushing.

It was originally planned to declare war, but it collapsed with only one hand: the ban on leaving the country. If you choose to assault, you cannot leave the country even if you can enter the country. Never an unacceptable battle of retreat, which also becomes an unexpected battle for supplies.

Regardless, anyone knows that there is such a hand. But the royals of the country of Alirai, with a strong greed and self-esteem, were treading that they would not issue an ordinance.

Anyway, they get framed for offering huge consideration. I think that interference with the borders of the country requires dedication to the gods of the earth on both sides, and I am not so sure that I made my judgment.

"But the battle officially began, and the time came to reclaim the land. Send that bouncing lad to the ancient labyrinth, as you should. But before we get there, it's time for the guys lurking inside to work."

Clearly from its mouth, it was told that there was a traitor among the Alirai soldiers attacking the ancient labyrinth. He said he was a puppet (tease) of the Gedover country and even more than one.

The interdiction with the guardian could not be accomplished at last, but we are prepared to do so instead.

Heyzosoka held the magic in her hand and decided to give directives to multiple people to fight the enemy from behind.

As time went by, in the Second Hierarchy Hall, one woman was leaning against the wall and eating red fruit.

This was given to me by a boy with a kidding name and I was sure he would be kidding about the flavor too. But that was a big mistake.

When you twitch, you will be amazed at its raw (Mizumizu), teething, and refreshing aftertaste.

Apparently this is called an apple.

If you swallow it, your body will order you to eat more. I knew in the first one that I would probably not be able to stop eating until it was gone.

In white armor, she calls her name Cartina.

The shavings remain, and the brown hair is trimmed around the shoulder, but it seems strange.

She once had a death fight with the Alirai soldiers on the third level, and was originally about to turn into dust with the demonic costume. But as a result, you are allowed to relax in this hall.

If I had killed a large number of soldiers in that battle, they would have treated me differently again. It's regrettable that they think you're not even putting that much on your teeth.

Some of them chew apples on apples. What's strange is that while you enjoy sweetness, you also dilute the stiffness in your chest?

"But that battle was also bouldered by Lord Uridora and Shirley..."

I didn't know then, but now I can clearly tell "I can't".

The lush view from the windows seems to be due to the reign of former second-tier master Shirley. It had circulated the souls of countless demons, turning them into beautiful figures that now did not seem like labyrinths anymore. Furthermore, the invisibility of the bottom of Uridra is also abnormal.

Once she challenged the battle, she didn't even have a weapon, and she was punched to death. Exactly what I resented, but if Uridora was serious, I'm sure I can't stay here right now eating apples, etc.

One more - no, two or - the boys who gave me these apples were also troublesome.

It was only shortly after the battle began that we were advanced to our advantage, but as time progressed, we were luckily hunted down by our disadvantages. It's not just analytical power, it's too wide for counterstresses when the elves combine.

One-on-one would win. That's definitely what should happen given the level difference.

But there's also a feeling that that's not going to end. It's just a thought, but the image of winning doesn't boil. That is also a wonder for Cartina.

Chewing on me, me, and the overflowing sweetness and sourness, Cartina looked up at the stone spiral staircase.

This staircase, which connects the first and second floors, has at some point turned surprisingly high. Few people use this place because there is another route at the entrance to the third tier.

The directive from her country, the Gedover country, has certainly arrived.

But it's like you're not interested. Ride the apple again. On the contrary, she leaks a soliloquy that reveals that it is something completely different that interests her right now.

"I should have gotten some more of this. No, it's better not to be greedy. For once, I'm... a former (...) knight."

The only reason I drop my word ass is because I haven't been recognized by a woman named Shirley yet. I want to be in charge of escorts as a knight, but I'm still not getting a good look from her at the time.

I was saved from her tenderness that I would be imprisoned in the underground labyrinth forever. The cursed chains were broken, allowing me to live as I please. It is my honest desire to reward you for that.

So the directive from my country called "betrayal" can only be thrown away by throwing up "ridiculous". Send me some information, I thought about it a little bit... but ignore it if it's still important.

While I was thinking about that, I heard a noise coming from the spiral staircase. From the sounding voice, it would be the diamond squad that was announcing the visit.

It's about a kilometer away from here to the mansion. They bought directions and got out because they were visiting for the first time, but it's probably just a small use rather than a step towards a knight.

When you throw an apple out the window that only has a core when it looks like it, you draw a parabola and it falls. I thought it would eventually return to the dirt, but I was like, "It had seeds on it, but it's gonna grow?" and think only for a moment - then have a splendid upright immobility like an ex-knight.

Eventually the women who were meeting, the eight diamond squads peeked into their faces.

"Oops, Cartiner. Wow, you always wear that armor?

"Mm, Eve in underwear is the only one I don't understand. A little bit of shame before... but I'm guessing you've forgotten this place as an ancient labyrinth?

Waslethenayo, he replied suspiciously, but droops his head to the woman who emerged from behind, the ruler (master) Pseli.

"I've been waiting for you, Master Pselli. And the diamond squad, ladies and gentlemen. Dear Shirley, my Lord today. And Lord Uridora welcomes you. Please come this way."

"Thank you for inviting me. But you don't want to treat me like that. Your companion attacking the same ancient labyrinth - you weren't, Lord Cartina. I'd still like to treat you as a friend."

Gracefully wrapped up her long dark hair, Pseli greeted her like a lady.

When I saw him on the battlefield, I felt signs like a demon, but when I look at his face like this, it conveys something called the discerning character of good households. For Cartina, who is accustomed to the battlefield, it is a seeming air.

"Sister, let's come quickly. We can't help but be excited."

"Master, is the rumor true? A land where even demons live in peace."

I thought maybe, the chick and the girls peek at her face from left to right and the look on Pussy's face loosens.

A pure looking daughter with brown hair for you. The other one has pink, fluffy hair and a loveliness that doesn't even get old.

The dust and psylli laugh, then turn their eyes to Cartina for directions.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this will be the second level hall -"

When I opened the door to the hall, more and more fresh air flowed.

The cool breeze smells fresh green and I even think it's slightly sweet. Then the lights abound from above, so visitors feel like they have set foot in a different world.

There is no more shadow when the Immortal King, or his daughter, once called Reaper, kept sitting alone. The hall was full of greenery and everyone watched as the little birds flew.

My chest is soothed to see how I am surprised by the mouthful of "You're lying," "Unbelievable," "No way under the desert," etc. Proud of the Lord, Cartina gently hid her mouth and smiled.

And as I slowly walk down the organized trail, I introduce myself to the surroundings of the hall.

"We're looking to grow vegetables in those fields, but we're still coming. The soil here seems to be well rooted and growing a lot faster."

There is uneven soil on a slope that is pleasant to see, and the spreads are stretched slightly. It swells green and is rare to see Deng and riding to the ground, and everyone crouches down and peeks in.

"The management here, as you can see, is what they Lizardmans do. Still, I don't even know the words, but at night they open seats about the demonic tales of the reptiles. You can join us if you want."

To the words of Cartina, Pseli gives her face in haste. I couldn't notice because I didn't move, but a big Lizardman sat on the stump, closing his eyes to enjoy sunbathing.

"Lizard, man? I hear it's a fierce demon, but is that how you manage the fields?

"Yeah, it's a demon that works a lot. Yeah, I can see it and it's clever, and besides, fish are delicious here. - Ozo, it's a guest!

Lizardman wakes up like a proper nose lantern could play. Then he turned this way and waved from afar. The slow movement looks peaceful and there is no sign of an attempt to strike.

They're Uridora's men, but they don't want to know why, and Cartina's laying low on information.

It could be like coming to the amusement park for the visitors for the first time. Green is dazzled because he lived in the sand country for a long time, using fertile fields, demonic halls, and then walking down the trail for a while, he hears the spiral of the river and leaks cheers again.

There are no evil signs, and there are beautiful scenery again, so there is no end to what the Guests are talking about. Touch the trees, the leaves, the flowers that decorate along the road, then look at the water wheel that is under construction. You'll feel like you're dreaming through wonders because you're also swarming with Lizardman straw to build this.

"... I'm surprised. Hey, I can't believe lizards manage. Not a big eater when it's that big? Aren't vegetables going to be gone, too?

"Ha, that makes it incredibly tasty when you cook. Because they know that, they barely get their hands on it. And the hunt has begun, so you won't have any trouble eating."

The condiments brought in by that sleepy looking boy, especially the black liquid ones, smell and taste good. The flavor stains the vegetables well and I forget to even talk about Cartina and eat them heartlessly.

I just haven't had enough cooking hands lately and I hear that I'm in trouble. Unfortunately, Cartina has never even cooked, so I can't help her.

A few more walks and now there's the square, plus a roofed learning ground.

Unlike the others, it is arranged in a straight square, and the magician Aja has witnessed secrets to an elf named Mariabel, and the conductor Hakam has also seen the sight of teaching tactics to the Doula squad.

Plus two old men who will gaston for a while now, a big man named Zella, are training the boys.

Both are skilled, but if you observe closely, Cartina was also amazed. The old man is stronger than the standard, and he realizes he can't win if he gives his best.

Besides, I hear that the Diamond Squad that is currently with us is one of the best in the Alirai Nation. Hard to imagine from how busy he was talking, but Pseli, who was single-ridden and rampant and crazy, was definitely a strong man.

I don't know, this is the only cooperation front (Reid) I thought I was going to fight from the front against, etc., she thinks like every person.

If there was ever a time to fight again, we'd need at least three more demon-dressed things like Cartina, and on top of that, Uridora and Shirley would have to take a tour.

When I was thinking that far, I freaked out and Cartina laughed.

Even if they tell you to betray them, then you can try it yourself, and I think it's abusive. I am aware that I am liking the second level hall every time I lay on the day. Eventually it might feel like home.

At the same time I noticed something.

They are the girls of a shivering diamond squad, but if you look closely, they are mixed with their own demons.

My blue-haired daughter is definitely a demon as there are curly corners. For that matter, I have talked to a long, barbarian woman, "Shall I teach her demonic tales?" "No, I'm not interested." I don't even have to hide it.

Other girls holding hands with Pseli probably leave the blood of the Divine Clan out of signs. A cat-eared woman who shines her eyes on the fish will also be waving her tail loosely and not being a human race.

Cartina worried a lot and finally remembered. About that brave candidate in captivity.

If you think about it, you were supposed to betray the Alirai kingdom with a man who would be Zarish, so it's no surprise that the Demons are accompanying you. Not surprisingly...... aren't they getting directives too? And I think it's like other personnel.

"Well, look, it's all about people.... Then please come this way. Watch your step as you cross the bridge."

I feel like I've gotten used to this kind of guidance (escort) lately. Though, it seemed a lot off chivalry, and some of them honestly weren't happy.

Well, we finally get to the center of the hall.

When was the road tidy and paved with stone and gravel? It sounds creepy if you step on it, and while you're enjoying it, the scenery changes.

He is mowed round the tall tree, filling the slope so that it folds. If you look up, the trees are producing a comfortable leaking day, and every step you take is filled with calm air.

Puselli looked around admirably on a path that would wash her mind just by walking.

"I never imagined there would be a place like this."

"Yeah, the garden will be very different from Alirai's. Apparently, you two have a hobby for gardening, and we apply our hands as we do every day. I'm used to pruning, too."

I answered a bitter mix of laughter, but in fact I was considerably tricked. I've also cried over the finesse of my order.

Surprisingly, Uridora and Shirley are cohesive and say that if there is no harmony from all angles, it is not a garden. I can't help but despair of what to do... etc.

And where the hell does that enthusiasm come from? The description is specific, as if you actually saw some garden, and you can have a splendid view at some point by simply moving as directed. That's not surprising.

With that in mind, we finally reached the mansion where the LORD waited.

As time went by, in the desert, General Heizoka was tilting his neck as if he were unresponsive... but for a moment he decided it was a malfunction of the devil.

I can't help it either. General, I never dreamed that I would not be left alone to give a response when I said I spoke from all of you.

For some reason, while I was lonely, the General ordered the Demons to move forward.

We must start a fun massacre from now on. But I realized the tension was dropping just a little.