Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Dororo and the ground vibrate, and fine sand spills from the cave that looked up.

Long ago, we crept through the rocky mountains, and here the Cats were mining demonic stones. They left scraped traces of metal everywhere, and I'm sure they struggled to dig ahead, too. That and the finesse of the grinding rock marks.

But the cats were not present now, and instead were occupied by humans in leather armor. It is a cave so narrow and dark that you can't walk without peeking, and a bright blue sky floats from the peephole.

Its backlight made the surroundings dark as darkness, and it also cast a shadow on their crouched faces.

Sounding vibrations have been going on for a long time now.

This is the approaching sound of the Demon Army. It is a vibration that is simply moving towards this land, and that is why I keep thinking of my own death.

And, the soldier takes something out of his chest.

It is tied in fine chains, and pendant-like decorations come out of the chest. It's not as if it's expensive, it's made of a simple piece of wood chopped with a knife, but the man seems to hold it important.

And he whispered to Kyou in order to do so in the hands of the noble.

This was made by the clever man at hand during the break.

A woman with a beautiful face is carved, but never an exquisite piece of art. But I had the warmth to feel as if I was laughing in person.

We talked about it a while back, and the man in good spirits carved it on request. Don't ask for consideration because it's rude, everyone hides it in their nostalgia to be unnoticed. For some reason I couldn't let go all the time and finally now I know how to use it correctly.

- Don't worry, I can do it.

Beyond the little peephole we can already see a bunch of demons.

The army, which seemed to be a sandstorm, was approaching with an unpleasant noise.

It would be over 10,000 as a number.

This vibration is just to say they're on the move and haven't even been attacked yet.

The rustle and sand fell and went down to the skinned armor. This is what I've been seeing since I was born. The dry sand must also have mixed ancestral blood.

But the man was grateful.

Fear does not boil a single piece; instead, the struggle swells.

Gyu, with boneless fingers, stiffened the craft and pressed it against his forehead. As if to give a blessing (kiss) from the goddess.

"We, the people of the desert. Do not be afraid of the fearful, and challenge the unfathomable, and guard the glow of the oasis as in Paradise (Eden)."

The surroundings also leak ancient words to be in tune, and the cave is visited with silence again.

and there were visitors there.

He looks around quietly and exhales in a frightened breath.

"It's you, darkness. Whose funeral venue is this, you guys?

That's what I threw at him was an old man with a cat back, a body that didn't make him feel old, and a face that showed how badly he grew up.

Look at him, a few jump up.

"Captain Gaston!!

Joy is also mixed in with the voice of surprise because they welcomed the Lord of the Union (Master). In other words, it was the Ruby team who were here, and it was indeed the first party in a long time.

To them gathering, the old man Gaston laughs "heh".

"Damn, I just did it because I cared. What did Temei and the others do in the hope of such a front-line position?"

"The captain is the one. I thought you were part of a labyrinth attack."

He smiles like that, and he hits his fist with you.

He is a good fighter and brainchild at the command of the deputy captain. Hitting him earlier has changed to make him look hectic, and to him Gaston hoists one mouth end.

"Heh, I don't know how you saw it, but this one looks worse. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I

"Pfft, you're the Ruby squad who told me that stabbing you in the head would kill you. Dad, we regret the sturdiness of the concession. When are you going to die?

haha! and peel each other's teeth, hahahahaha and they laugh like ghosts.

As the others call it Pocan, they Ruby Squad are a little special. Shizuku, meek, disgustingly struggling.

They are all fleshy and in the second tier they have a record of repelling that Shirley several times. My nickname is Meat-eating Fish (Barracuda) because of the way I fought my enemies first.

When one finishes laughing, he sits by the peephole with the old man. He quickly put the pendant on his chest, and spoke to Gaston.

"So, Captain Gaston, how was the third floor of the ancient labyrinth? Was this place so fun that you wanted to leave us?

A shadow falls on the old man's face in the words. I had a certain place of death occupied in my future, but I can't tell you that my blood color has improved instead of seeing death.

Training can only be moderate exercise, and I enjoyed hot springs, massages, and fried small fish for a meal, and rested in a comfortable tatami futon... so I had no choice.

"Well, I don't care about that. - Whoa, is that the Demon Army? There are quite a few of them, aren't there? That sounds like fun."

The old man's face, saying so, had the look of seeing a freshly fried little fish.

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Hmm, and the old man exhales.

A cane that stands on the ground does not fall without support. It propagates the ground and waves its magic radially, with countless blue and white light dots floating.

This captures the appearance of a pushing Demon Army, taught by a girl in a half fairy elf. However, it was not fully mastered and it was not possible to see the enemy's skills (skills) first.

"At all, I didn't expect to distribute this information to everyone with a magic tool. That elf is a little unusual."

A spiritual magician is certainly a rare (rare) profession.

But there are quite a few if you string history together. And to the best of the old man's knowledge, few have grown up. High experience is required for combined jobs, often inferior to those in the same period.

In fact, the first time I saw her, she had a childlike appearance and strength. It startles me because that's the big leap I've made in the last six months or so.

Well, what is the reason for that? Don't try to leave the side for a moment, is that boy affecting you? Or by a number of friends?

While I thought so, I spoke to a man wearing gear behind his back.

"Hakam, can I ask you something?

"Oh, my God, if it's a will, you can wait."

Guff, and the old man laughs. Usually I almost spit and get angry, but now I'm being hit by battlefield air without merit. As a result, the old men laughed.

"That Shirley girl, you realize who she is, right?

"Well, I was so tormented by the previous hierarchy that I didn't like it. Uridora tells me that the power of the sealed hierarchy has turned green, but it's convenient not to draw strength."

If you can do that, people change their treatment of demons. I would have found the art of capturing and using demons to help people. But like the Demon Army looming in front of us, in reality it keeps attacking people.

Hakam thought it was perhaps the demon, the Hierarchist (Shirley), who helped change the second tier that way.

Hakam, the commander, and Aja, the elderly mage, both have eyes that identify the essence of things. Otherwise we could lead our brave men to death.

"If you'll cooperate, I won't treat you underneath, and I won't divulge any secrets. Except for the harm they do to Alirai, because they're strangely well-informed. They're really nice people."

"What are you talking about, if it's harmful, I'll take it. Don't you realize the habit of having a beastly mind?"

Yes, the old man tells me, and Hakam often thinks. He rubbed his chin with a red copper arm and wrinkled between his brows.

He's finished gearing up, and while he pays the curtain for the tent, he says, "Is something wrong?" Ask. The old man after him laughed and became a shitty face.

"Damn, didn't they take the diamond squad? It's a national treasure."

"Ha, must be. Besides, some guys were boned to look like maids. Gentlemen, no one in this formation has ever offered a gift to the beauties!

With that said, a wild voice echoes into a slightly wider cave. Ten or so of them are seated, decorated like wiring on their foreheads and behind their necks.

There were a few dodgy faces, and the rest shoved away the upset brilliantly. One of them, still young, looks back.

"Master Hakam, please don't! I was concentrating on the Demon Stone, and it reminds me of Eve's ass!

"Whoa, get Eve a massage, too, for the greatest merit. You guys, I'll forgive you. The guy with the biggest martial arts medal will have a dark elf rubbing his whole body in the bath!

Merely economic, which I also said in a joke mix, but shortly afterwards Hakam felt bad.

There was such a reaction from communication (chat) that I thought it was stupid that the beasts woke up and gave the illusion.

I can't withdraw this anymore. If you do that, you'll lose your temper.

Will I be able to do something with money? If I could, could I pass a request from my subordinates that they wear thin clothes and give me a massage?

Looking beside him, Aja, with her cane, was laughing, "I don't know," he said.

and then a sharp voice echoes into the back of their brains.

"HQ! Demon Army reached, Demon Army reached! You are in the optimal attack zone (Kill Spot)! The number of troops detached from the main army of the Demon Army, roughly two thousand!

Hearing it, Hakam grips his lump and jaw.

At this point, the number of soldiers is ten times different. Even if it was in the interest of the land, a normal castle attack would seem to be enough for a triple force difference, but it's way above that.

Furthermore, the Allied forces are being tormented against an equal number of enemies in the offensive at another base. Nearly half of the soldiers are probably in the bellies of demons.

"... a spike. Aja doesn't have to use 'bombing' yet. Set them up and let them enter the corridor."

But Hakam says so like it's no big deal.

Under his direction, the demon army is sucked into a passage sandwiched by a rock on the wall.

The old man with the shoulder watermark exhaled haphazardly.