"Even if I do, I'm not suddenly getting in and launching an attack. Wait a minute. We'll catch the chaos we're about to visit."
Arsh forgets me with anger. I mean, the nightmare of 200 years ago, again. That's troublesome, but I can use it if I can. It's happened anyway, and I'm about the only one who can hold Arsh in. Let me take advantage of this situation for a while.... I'm worried about Meg though. We'll just have to get Gil to bear it. Nica and Kron are here. But.
"How do the high elves get out... I don't see any hostility coming."
"Why don't you ask Meg about that area? Listen, I don't mean to rush you, but you don't have the same mind."
Okay, and Shrier gives instructions to the Spirit quickly as he answers. The difficulty of exchanging short sentences is that there are only limited means of exchanging messages quickly in this world. Besides, Shrier seems to be the fastest of the spirits to interact with. Elves who are best at wind. It's a little free from Meg, but the message from Shrier is pretty fast.
Wait like this for a while. Apparently, he's finished the exchange. Shrier has reported it as somewhat surprising.
"Apparently, residents of the High Elf township are cooperative here. Only Shermelhorn is hostile and embodies the bad image of high elves today, let's just say. This was a good miscalculation."
That's a surprising fact. Things got pretty much easier because I thought it would be a war between the Namo guys and the High Elves.... No. Arsh was raging. Thinking about demons raging like they did 200 years ago and coming at us regardless of our enemy allies, is it worse?
"And then... Yennarieal was still dead," he said.
"... right"
I had a wish. That expectation was high. No way. That's not why Arsh was so clean, is it?
"The demon king forgot me in anger because he was insulted by Shermelhorn and destroyed the tomb."
I see. I can't help but tell you what happened right after I was notified of death. He's going to be emotional soon. It's a good place and an evil cousin.
When that happens, it seems good to think that the spearhead of anger is headed for Shermelhorn for once. I wish I could rush before my self collapses until I lose my enemy alliance. By then, it will be just another nightmare.
"Nevertheless... a limited exchange of short texts often gives us that much detail."
I spoke to Shrier like Kay was impressed. You're absolutely right. I feel like I've only had about three exchanges.
"The way I tell Meg is accurate. It's also big due to the power of the Spirit of the Voice. They say that the Spirit of the Voice can convert what Meg wants to convey into the Spirit's words."
"Wow, that's against the rules. So natural magic can be used well for that matter."
"Heh heh, Meg is our splendid instant power, too. Awesome."
I used to ask Yenna that spirits are hard to handle. High Elves simply say that it is easier to serve spirits of higher rank than elves, and the part of treatment suffers the same hardship as the others. He's just retaining a terrible power, adding the fact that he's accustomed to handling it because of his long life. It's a threat at a time when you have the power to be afraid.
But Meg made it easy for everyone to break through the process at that young age. This is both exciting and scary to grow.
"You're here."
Sounds like that "time" came while I was doing this.
"... the wall protecting the city doesn't make much sense either. Sainsray is a particularly insecure country."
"Hmm, you don't spend money and effort on those aspects because you're just thinking about making money. Even though there is a lot of damage in times of need. You're sad."
Exactly. Other countries don't forget 200 years ago, and the protective walls that surround the city for times of need are quite robust. It's not that easy to break through. At least I can carry it until the Alliance people and adventurers rush. But this country has only a protective wall of ornamental proportions. Well, that's why I'm insecure because I can easily work evil.
I mean, what do you mean?
"You've got a demon in the city. Do you still want to wait?
"Right. Let us wait until the Alliance is confused."
A demon that has become more ferocious due to Arsh's influence is attacking a city that is not usually close. The demon senses magic, senses life's response, and attacks. Demons who have taken their fighting instincts to the limit, forget me and follow my instincts.
"Well, you heard screaming and fighting from the center of the city."
Finally, the mayhem is near. But I have no right to help the inhabitants of this land. It sounds cold, but we have other things to do. Besides, those who live in this desolate country have more or less the means to defend themselves. Challenge the demon with alarm or overconfidence in your power, and even if you die there, it is your own fault. Those who grasp the power have fled from the beginning, and there is so much time and escape.
"I moved it out. You're slow to react to the habit of an extraordinary guild."
Most importantly, there's a special guild named here. The rescue of the city's people is their job. Even if the base is screwed up because of a demon or something (...) while we're on rescue, we have to prioritize rescue. Whoa, my mouth's gonna loosen by accident.
"Don, you look like a total bad guy."
"You're rude, towards the hero who saved the world"
Kay laughing couscous, Shrier laughing bitterly at the exchange, and me.
I feel the rough signs of demons I haven't felt in a long time and the feeling expensive about this air.
I like peace. I'd rather end my life in a daze.
But I guess it's your instincts as a subhuman or elf that makes you jump to these battlefields.
Me? Idiot, I'm just a human being, right? It's definitely half the soul I traded for Arsh that makes my heart jump in the same way.
We continued to hide in the shadows and observe the premium guildnamemo, while we started a light prep movement so that we could each jump out at any time.
"I'm out. Must be the city rescue team and the demon crusader. Now the guild is thin."
"... it would have been easier to infiltrate now to gather information"
"Idiot, now we have to turn a blind eye to the demon raid, don't we?
"Well, so is that."
Capture a demon figure at the edge of your sight with such a light slap. Looks like the guys defending the Alliance are responding. But the demons will come later for the guild. That would come to a place where you seem to be releasing powerful magic. You didn't even suppress the magic that emanated from you. This is an operation. I don't want you to go to the city. That's a good idea. Even with strength, I'm talking about.
"Chief (Don), haven't you?
Shrier's voice cut off the paralysis as the demons finally began to push him. Oh, unusual.
"Okay. Shall I help you with your pathetic pushy name? At that time, there may be accidents where buildings collapse or people escape, but be careful with each one of them (...)"
Copy that.
No, I jumped out. Maybe I was the one who wanted to get busted more than anyone else, huh?