Yukimo and the Fight - Ingredients The Devil Tribe Loses Himself to Differences

(248) Satan vs Margaretta

(254) Kagelow and Satan

(256) Satan vs Margaretta

(270) Satan at the bottom of hell

(274) Mineral veins of magic metal

(280) Nostalgic Satan

(284) Discover Lagon

(289) Occult and geek

(248) Satan vs Margaretta

Dropped in what should also be called a pit to hell served in the buildings of the dubious things of purgatory, Satan and Margaretta just kept falling through the long darkness.

In the meantime, with no air resistance falling, he was not able to stabilize his body, but managed to hold hands together so that he would not be separated from Margaretta, falling firmly together until he was unwillingly in a place of light.

(But maybe I'm the only one who thinks I'm not serious here.

Along the way, I was about to be deprived of consciousness by that darkness, but when I thought we were going to weaken each other's power, I drew them in and let them stay in the mood, etc.

Satan, who finally arrives somewhere in hell and is hitting his naked body, still stands up, rubbing the hit part, making sure that there is no abnormality in his body.

"It's inconvenient that you can't fly. I think humans often live in such a disabling body. You deserve respect.

"Lucy, I can't fly either, but that's something I can manage to do with it.

Margaretta, who performs well, seems to have landed well with one hand. Of course, that was Satan's first-rate joke, but I knew I could only cut back to this extent in my native Margaretta's ability.

But the female soldier who housed the evil spirit of this cause is just over that beautiful muscle that took hundreds of years to work out. It has a pretty fine double hill than Satan, who thinks Yuscario is between B and C on the basis of an evaluation criterion based on memories of his previous life, while being a little more adult than that mite.

In other words, it is a somewhat enviable body, where the tightness should be tightened out. But apart from the world's evaluation criteria, Satan doesn't understand that the first A is not the best in the line of letters, and from the order of letters B, C, and D, the higher the rating is to go behind.

(It's okay. The point is not size, but form and balance, and most importantly, sensitivity.

Even during this emergency when he makes his head circle with such a loss, just now Margaretta opens the invisible bag she gets from Michisane, who had it so that it could be covered in a cross lowered from her neck.

From inside came Satan and Mitsu, Margaretta's clothes for three and Satan's wand, and Margaretta's demon double spear.

"Ahh."

Margaretta gives a weird voice with the bag turned upside down.

"What's wrong? Forget something?"

True, I think it was a failure to bring Mitsu's clothes, but Mitsu does not possess any weapons, and has been given diverse abilities by his peers. Naked and not tight, but even clothes taken from the bad purgatory can fight fine.

"No, as Lord Michisane said, once I got all the contents out, the bag was no longer handy.

Once the contents were gone, they disappeared. Since it is a bag that was originally invisible, nothing seems to be happening from Satan's perspective.

"Well, you said the invisible bag was disposable.

Magic tools also have many disposables for mobile use.

When used by humans and others without magic retention, magic cylinders and the like must be prepared for the replenishment of magic, because they become more unnatural than disguised as shapes.

But is it just like the psychic apparatus used by the ancestral spirits, or rather than disposable, it is just a Michisane service tool that calls itself a ghost that disappears once it is used? Margaretta was finished wearing the sacred coat, getting fit and diving under the sacred coat, taking that cross out on her clothes. I guess that's what her standard stands for.

"You've grown a lot. I did think it was as big as my thumb when I first saw it though.

"It is. Little by little, but it's getting bigger. Especially over the last decade. I didn't do a lot of work until I came to the kingdom, so I guess I didn't have the extra energy to accumulate on this guy because I consumed less energy, but lately I seem to be giving this guy energy because I'm active myself.

I don't think Satan knows how she understands this because I never explained this cross in detail to Margaretta.

Still, she was in a church organization, and I guess she only hears from a capable saint that this cross encloses the abominable power that resided in her. The reading of surface consciousness, effective only against defenceless human beings, made it possible to understand that Margaretta cared for that cross like her own patron saint.

What the Satans are rolling in is a wilderness of reddish soil with rocks like crystal columns growing from the goths and the ground. There's nowhere around that I can hide myself but a little bigger rock than the Satans.

If you dare to look, there's a ground crack a little further away, and going beyond that seems difficult with human leap power. That said, it seems a little bit deep, and I don't know how far it would fall if it wasn't even shaped like a rock shelf.

He also rolls with a completely unwounded, sinless soul falling on his body, which immediately seems to me to have been deceived and dropped here just like the Satans. And when I turn my eyes even wider in the wilderness, I can see the deceased rolling like a molten carcass, still moving guzzled. In hell, the brain marrow doesn't seem to be gone, the heart dries up, and even if it's just bone, it doesn't just die.

(Of course, there is no such thing as death or words here.

We were observing each other's surroundings, but we couldn't even know if this was the general landscape of hell or if it had the peculiarities characteristic of this place, and Margaretta asked Satan.

"By the way, where in hell will this be?

The surroundings alone do not know such details. If it's Largo, you might even be able to rely on that foreseeable eye to decipher what this place is and what it's called.

"I've heard that hell is divided into layers. But there's something going on here.

The two men, who were dressed differently, folded their mites' clothes in small pieces and cleaned them up in the pockets of Margaretta's sacred garments, hiding in the shadows of the rocks in the hills.

Then a black shadow is flying from the sky on the other side. They are like black clouds with no shape.

"What's that?

"Necromancer. That's also a pretty powerful evil spirit. It's just like what's lurking in your body.

"You don't panic.

If you notice, many necromancers come down and rip your body apart if you catch a solid deceased in a still moving form. But the power is overwhelming, and there seems to be no power to resist a very blurry deceased. I guess it's something I can't help but feel sorry for the deceased who go around screaming and suffer after such a setup, but it's something that has correspondingly worked evil in the lower realm.

(Do I have the power to fight that now? You can't exercise magic here. I have a cane, but I can't tie it down, and I can't seem to absorb magic.

No, if you think about it, Satan's best move at absorbing magic probably doesn't make sense to a necromancer who doesn't hold energy as magic. According to Michisane, what is called the Necromancer or Evil Spirit can replenish the input at any time from the spirit that is full of this otherness, even if it is temporarily deprived here of the energy of spiritual power. Not bad for Satan at all.

Is this what you mean by Away, which Yuscario has in his memory of his previous life?

Evil spirits seem to be looking for any other prey, citing the scattered dying deceased. It seems wiser not to bring this place into battle as much as possible.

"Lucy, what do you want to do?

"Let's see how it goes. With my power now, if I turn them all against my enemies, they're going to fit the same eyes as those deceased. Besides, they are the ones who have worked in the lower realm the evil that they deserve. I guess we shouldn't let that get in the way, because we're being justly judged in hell.

"I see. It doesn't seem like you're just a weak bully.

But soon I couldn't say that either.

Around the Satans are rolling innocent souls who have now been deceived and sent to hell again, just like the Satans. I lost consciousness as I fell, and I guess many of the shocks I fell and still have consciousness about to hang out. I left him sleeping here near the ground breakdown.

They are souls who are round naked but should not be punished here without scratches anywhere in the five bodies, unlike the deceased who are blamed here and deserve it.

The Necromancers seem to have noticed their presence, and some of the Necromancers come this way, although it is difficult to simply represent them in numbers, perhaps a dozen.

It is more obvious than to see the fire that they have come to blind their souls to the intact deceased. Some of them were said to be Tao's subordinates, an uncle named Hayaji who was sent to hell in that building just before Satans.

"Lucy, you can't abandon this.

"I don't care what you say."

"Everything around here is probably just innocent.

I don't even hear Satan stationary, and Margaretta, with a strong sense of justice, pulls out the demonic spear and pops out.

But I'm pretty sure Margaretta is powerless to confront all the necromancers by herself.

"You can't help it anymore.

With that said, Satan jumped out into a battle where he had no chance of winning at present, wondering if there was any way to let him get away with just what was there anyway.

(254) Kagelow and Satan

Satan, who had gone from purgatory to hell, popped up flattered by Margaretta's sense of justice as she went out to help the innocent human souls who were about to be attacked by evil spirits, but did not have the means to fight the mighty Necromancer opponents of what seemed to be more than one.

Quickly, on the other hand, Margaretta is pulling through her proud Demon Twin Horses and responding to one or two Necromancers against her.

In an area where magic was considered unusable, all Satan could do was rescue operations that minimized damage.

Anyway, if you don't wake up and miss something unconscious that's the subject of an attack.

"You guys, if you get confused, they're gonna eat you.

That being said, it's blurry. But where should I go? If there is no forest to hide in this vast wilderness, then of course there is no art of letting them fight.

"You guys, this way! Running for a green rock in the crack of the ground."

"What about you?

A young man, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, also visible to the boy, hastened the deceased. I soon found out that my sharp figure wasn't just anything.

"It's a kind of slope down there. When I get down there, they're not coming after me anymore, and my aunt is fast.

"Auntie...?

Sure, Satan is old enough to live tens of thousands of years or not to account for himself, but even so, he is immortal. Unlike other dragons, which have a long life span, it is not just that they do not die, but that the place of immortality is extremely important. As for myself, I was just confident that I was just a good lady and immortal, not an ass blue little girl, a word that caught my mind quite a bit. That was also the fruit of years of Satan's research, including keeping the appearance commensurate with Yusukalio's age today.

"Excuse me - you were my sister.

I seem to have sensed that Satan is hurt, and you can notice it weirdly cleverly and fix it, and I don't extra like the fact that you're visiting the success or failure of that way of saying it, but this isn't the time to complain like that and be serious. Of course I know there's no benefit in having such a mess. Sure, yet, from the eyes of this boy, who seems not to have reached even a female adult, in his own situation, which is not even dressed, he may not be able to help but for today he gave up trying to give you a break with his sister.

"So... what's under that ground crack?

"Yes, in this hierarchy, it is an area where there are the faints of the deceased who are forced to work. Seems like we absolutely need that workforce, and those guys aren't coming in there.

"I see. I don't want to be one of those things, but now you have no choice. It's better than them eating you.

"Well, you too...

Some of those who have fallen here deceived have fallen near ground breaks, and some have already voluntarily fled beneath them. You just have to keep going. If you get close, you'll somehow see that you can escape downstairs. I am not hesitating to go down to the ground crack.

But until then, will Margaretta hold out? When Satan shifted his gaze, instead of about one or two bodies currently fighting, all the rest of the Necromancer mass was coming this way.

With the power of one Margaretta, it seems best to stop the current number of necromancers. But we need to buy a little more time for everyone to escape.

"I'm Lucy, what's your name? Don't you have any weapons?

"My name is Kagelow. Excuse me, because this is the only thing I can possibly use for weapons here. But that guy, where did you bring that in from?

That guy is Margaretta, and that would mean Demon Twin Spears. It is a small stone that a young man named Kagelow took out, saying he was a weapon. Not as big as Satan's index finger at best. When Satan could see throwing a teaspoon that this would not help, Kagelow unfortunately stoned in. It seemed like an empty weapon to him.

"Oh, that came from the lower realm with me. There's a lot going on, and they sent me here from Purgatory.

"From the lower realm - that means you're living beings, right? And not a single step toward the Necromancer, which means that he has such great power... is he capable? So, are you a capable man, too?

Unfortunately, even if you expect me to, I won't even get out of Satan on my nose.

"Uh, I'm a wizard, but I can't seem to use the magic itself here, and it doesn't seem to do much good right now.

With that said, the young man named Kagelow makes a bewildered face.

"Can't use magic? That's not true. Around here, magic and magic should be exercisable normally because the Four Heavenly Kings will break out.

"What? Does the Four Heavens King use magic?

In that case, if you take away their magic, it's ours. Necromancers and evil spirits do not retain magic, but if they can use magic, they will have magic. Even evil spirits can be suppressed if they have enough magic to use the moves of wearing Madante Planta collars. That can be absorbed by heat or electricity if it's energy. But it needs a lot of magic in it. If there's a mite or a largo in here, I'll just get a little of it, but...

(I'm sorry I left you in purgatory.

But if it's the end of the demon, the opponent can no longer use magic, and this one can use magic based on that magic to reverse the situation.

Even so, for some reason now Satan hasn't been able to sense his magic residue. I guess that's the special thing about it here.

"I think it's magic. Some exhale fire and fever the deceased themselves to suffer, while others possess the ability to take away thermal energy, possess the demon things they serve to make the deceased ill, mental attacks, evil or sneaky.

I see, when it comes to the lower realm, it's all about exercising magic.

"You're human, but you know more about magic and stuff.

"Yes, because my sister was in a special unit in the Kingdom of North Harun and I studied and trained from a very young age to be a part of it.

When I say special forces, I only think of shadow beards and beards that belong to the Hanakaru and Beard that came with me this time in the kingdom. Was this young man, who then had a 'lizard' on his name, also a shadow ox preparer? To the best of Satan's knowledge, I think only women have seen Shadow Shadow Shadow Shadow members, but I don't actually know them all. In some cases, there was just a shadow team of men, who might have worked hard while giving up to their sister and a man.

"North Haln is now a kingdom that has become Gran Chantoul, isn't it? Well, coincidence. That's where I came from, too. Even so, I'm not from the kingdom. But you don't look like you've done anything wrong, but could it be a deceitful mouth in purgatory?

"Yes, I'm ashamed - and so is your sister.

It's a bad idea to be aiming for a special unit. But at my age, I guess it hasn't gotten much better. When I say special forces, I only think of shadow beards and beards that belong to the Hanakaru and Beard that came with me this time in the kingdom.

Was this young man with the name "Lizard" also a shadow guard? To the best of Satan's knowledge, only a woman has ever seen a member of Shadow Shadow Shadow Shadow Shadow, but that was good for both of us over this period.

"I'm not. For a little reason, I just wanted to make sure they were doing it, and I just wanted to come here.

Hearing that, Kagelow argues with his eyes open to Satan's words' I just wanted to come '. Did it sound like I wanted to come to the amusement mountain somehow?

"Such an idiot. Is there someone who wants to come all the way to hell?

"Well, if I had time for that story...

There's no way I can explain what you're here for, or what kind of member you come down here for, and besides, it's because the dragonmen are after you. To help His Royal Highness in the Kingdom, who was taken to eternal prison, the situation is too complicated to explain now that the Divine Dragon, also thought to be the heir of the Demon King, is taking a mixed army from man to beast to dragon descendant, descending into hell and lost.

Even while I was saying that, the deceased could disappear into the open ground.

(I'm taking a breather...)

That said, in retrospect, it also looks like Margaretta is surrounded by multiple, far-flung ghosts and is still about to be attacked simultaneously. Margaretta will also be breathing, and if such an attack is hung, it will mean that she will rest in peace.

But the enemy feels hesitant. Half-heartedly as to whether the Necromancer had a good clairvoyance of consciousness, I somehow found myself having a conversation by means like sensory communication when I tried it.

"Nazekonoyouna capability ga, konna location madeyattekitailnoka.

"Mosiaa yatsuraga, fail citano de hanainoka.

"Trouble da. All decacalzos."

"To be teh. Otherwise King Samani reports Sinaktemo Liang Inoka.

"Yoitheinga troublesome da. Daga report sulma demona katta toi unoni, warella all kakakatte full out citatoi uno hamaz ikarou.

"Deja, o precariciteil, ano warcraft angel ttehadowda.

"Sasga! o mae ha head gah times. Yoshi warcraft hubby out se.

Satan, who could read that story all the time, waits and waits for his chance.

(256) Satan vs Margaretta

Hearing the Necromancers surrounding Margaretta talking, Satan thought the opportunity had arrived.

Although according to the young man's word Kagelow is an area where magic can be used, I don't know when it disappeared, but Satan's possession of magic equals unlimited zero.

Still, unlike the Demon Clan, the Wizard is not moving by magic alone or keeping the shape of his body. Wizards who are just as lively and moving about their activities as humans can convert energy from magic if there is no energy replenishment to life. In hell, I remembered Michissane explaining to me that spirits filled with the space of hell were converted and could be used as a living energy. The constant spiritual power flowing into magic doesn't seem to catch on to Satan's magic sensation because it is quickly converted into vivacity.

But when it comes to warcraft coming out there, Satan's ability to suck it up from those around him with his best magic skills can be harnessed. That way I thought I could exercise my magic.

(I wish I could suck energy out of these Necromancers as magic...

Unfortunately, the energy of the spiritual body cannot be sucked up directly into magic with Satan's ability. If there is a massive amount of magic, you can create a Madante Planta collar to enclose even evil spirits with greater spiritual power.

In fact, this wand is also made of the same material, and the Madante Planta curse created thanks to it can be said to be considerably more omnipotent than Satan's unique abilities, but the magic power required for it is not half viable depending on the opponent who traps it, and in Satan, where the magic is depleted, it does not come true to create it, no matter what opponent it is.

But in fact, Lilith, the evil spirit possessed by Margaretta, is trapped and successful by Satan's hand when full of magic, replacing the chain of rosaries with its special material instead of the collar of Madante Planta.

While I was thinking that, it seemed that the warcraft that the evil spirits were talking about was called up. It was sensed that a great amount of magic had occurred within the same area.

When Satan rushes over to Margaretta, who is in contact with the Necromancer, Margaretta, who is in full surrounding, says, clearly disadvantaged but still strong.

"Lucy, you better run away with those people.

"No, it's okay. They can use magic and magic here. ─ ─ It's just that my magic is sober.

"Then why...

"That's why I came. Look at that!

Far from the other side comes the Warcraft, presumably a medium-sized monster-like. There was a lot of momentum in the wilderness. Even if it's not as good as Behemoth, it's definitely seen as overwhelmingly unfavourable in this state.

As it approached a few dozen meters in front of Satan and Margaretta, Satan shook up his wand wide, and the Warcraft fell to the ground.

"You did it, Lucy!

Soon a yellow shadow pops out of the fallen Warcraft, familiar with the Necromancer. It must probably be a more powerful evil spirit than the Necromancer who possessed and manipulated the Warcraft until now.

Meanwhile, the Necromancers who called the Warcraft are in a lot of panic. They seem to think they've been lightly buried with warcraft borrowed from beings like their own superiors. The Evil Spirit asked the Necromancer, who called out the Warcraft, as if eating it.

"Nanja Koitzha?"

"Wakaran! Our demonstrators burned the Beast of Warcraft, a blow - no touching Remo Sezni poured Citesimatta!

The enemy was in a panic, but Satan, who was supposed to have sucked up magic, was also confused. Because I'm not responding to the amount of magic I've sucked up. It's not as good as Alessandro if it's just a warcraft, but it doesn't come full of energy in your body. There is only a degree of realism that a small candle has caught fire.

"What the hell is this! I'm not underestimating it.

Satan can't help but mourn. Even though he was such a giant warcraft, he didn't have enough magic to wrap Satan and Margaretta around him. That said, it must have been a giant warcraft, and it must have been quite a threat to the deceased and evil spirits wandering around here.

Satan, who defeated it, seems to deserve a surprise.

There is no meeting, and the evil spirits and the Necromancers, as they were told, strike at Satans.

Especially what the Evil Spirit saw as his enemy was a rosary - a cross - that glowed wide in Margaretta's chest.

"Conoyona Location Ni, Abominable Mawashii Things!"

Yellow evil spirits when they shouted so pointed and separated the shadow behind them like a weapon, piercing them like lightning on Margaretta's chest crucifixion.

"Ah!

"Margaret!"

When he shouted so, Satan ran to protect Margaretta along with a small junction that could only protect his steeple slightly, but more quickly than that, its lightning-like tip stabbed him in the cross and even pierced Margaretta's chest plate. That's just Margaretta distorting her face in pain, but the way she works out.

"Ugh, what a prick!

Immortal Margaretta grabbed the yellow lightning that was piercing her own body and tried to hitch it out, but at that time the cross sparked a dazzling flash and splashed.

(No good, at a time like this...

Satan regretted, as it is now, that he did not defend Margaretta's cross the most in all, but it is too late. What was it that I feared if the cross ceased to function in this world before I came into this otherness? As it is, I will have to face the most troublesome guy in this place.

Yellow smoke from the cross, spreading around Margaretta's chest, out of the increasingly black sprouts, - no, it seemed so because about half the crucifix of the shattered shards was just hitting the part of the hole in Margaretta's body. It is clear that the smoke came out of Margaretta's body.

"Ha-ha-ha!

A tall, frozen, horrible laugh of spine echoes throughout the wide wilderness. That voice color definitely belongs to Margaretta, but the way she laughs is not hers.

"This is a funny body. It works better than it did back then, and it's easier to use.

"You're the evil spirit Lilith!

"That voice has locked me in this body for hundreds of years, Teng himself, the wizard Satan.

Yes, I forgot a few hundred years ago, but I sealed the evil spirit that was in Margaretta, who came out of her belly mutilated with that cross.

The evil spirit was created by Lilith, who was deeply related to Satan. Although it is natural to seal up evil spirits that only harm humans no matter what you think, it must still be something like resentment bone marrow from those who are trapped.

In fact, even though Satan was about to be trapped for nearly a hundred years. Although rust came out of him, it was temporarily something that resented Galenos and his successors, or Largo quite a bit. Still, now, I thank Largo from the bottom of my heart for that afterfollow.

(If your sexual roots weren't so rotten, I would have given them some consideration, even if I couldn't do it until it was useful for the Spirit.

But when they heard the conversation, they appeared here, knowing that it was Lilith, the mother of evil spirits, and yellow evil spirits and dead spirits began to twitch.

"Aucono Fang Ga, the famous Nal Evil Spirit no Initial Ancestor Lilith Samaka.

"You guys know how frightening it is. Fine, help me straw. Don't let this woman move. First, crush that intrusive junction!

Necromancers flock to Satan. And in the fragile, small junction that Satan tensioned, an attack like the crushing of spiritual power concentrates from the Necromancer. Then the junction, which, if normal, cannot be broken, disappears. Satan no longer had the power to maintain his bonds. Besides, if evil spirits hold your hands and feet down one by one, you can't move with strength to the extent that you've hardened your muscles.

"This! Let go!"

Margaretta's body, which came under the control of the evil spirit Lilith, stood as if there were a place where Satan's heart, which could no longer be moved with a weapon like the yellow lightning that had pierced him.

What Lilith is after is certainly Satan's left chest. That's when Satan finally figured out what Lilith was after.

Shit, that's what you were looking for.

It's too late for Satan to realize. The part that hits the heart of the human species is the most important part of magic control, which was said to be the dragon nucleus when the wizard was a dragon.

Even so, Satan will not die here. So Lilith manipulates Margaretta to destroy Satan's dragon nucleus and disparages him as just a soul of the deceased in hell. It is only worth to the extent of a long-lived human being, such as a wizard crushed with a dragon nucleus. In Satan, it would be just a muscled sister.

To the last resistance, Satan takes the magic from Margaretta. range of assumptions, but unfortunately its energy is extremely meagre.

In other words, the spiritual power of the possessed Lilith is supplied from time to time as a magic power, converted as it is into vivacity and only moving Margaretta, in no way in a large quantity retained as a magic power.

The quantity, like Alessandro, was only of human proportions.

"Chi!

"Be prepared!

Margaretta moves dull for a moment, but recovers quickly. Satan just took it from Margaretta, using only a few magic powers to put it on his last bet. Of course, the strength that can withstand a bond with such a tiny amount of energy is known. An explosion broke out after his own body to shake off the evil spirit that held Satan back.

"Explosion!"

"Let it be!

A lightning bolt released Satan's heart.

The power of the explosion coincided with Satan's body lifting. The tip of the lightning did reach the dragon nucleus, but Satan's body was blown away momentum broke with the tip pierced and Satan lost his mind as it was.

(270) Satan at the bottom of hell

"Are you all right? That said, nobody dies here..."

"Yes...?

When I opened my eyes, there was a human before Satan from where he appeared. I guess it woke up Satan who fell. But I'm not sure if it's friendly or not, it's a way to be heard. There are other things that are embracing the fallen soul. And Mimi perceived that they were companions.

Looking around, apparently Satan fell here from a rift in the ceiling of this hierarchy. It seems that the explosion that he caused himself managed to plunge only the destruction of the demonic nucleus, and then fortunately fell into the ground that was said to be out of their hands. Seeing, on his chest, Margaretta, Originally, a piece of lightning thrown by Lilith, is stabbed as a metal heap. There was no blood, and it also looked like an injury to honor received in past battles.

(Damn, you've been hit so hard.

Having lived for tens of thousands of years, Satan, the most powerful wizard in the world, has also been known for some time as the highest demon in the world, selling fights to fairly naughty braves and demon kings, and surviving the battle of washing blood with blood. If you are a demon king, you will be relentlessly annihilated, but your opponent is a demon tribe, you don't mind things around you, and you don't care about any battles in the city that are harmful to humans. In the case of brave men on the other hand, even idiots who don't understand the story cannot be killed so easily because it is the last fortress to protect humans from demons. I have to make him raise a white flag with about a broken bone, so I need help. For this reason, it is often the case that this one suffers from hand injuries, and it may be said that this one is used to it. However, the condition in which the nucleus of the demon is damaged cannot be repaired unless it is a dragon vein.

(Holy Spirit, oh, you could have healed me with Buell...

That said, the Demons have persuaded themselves to leave everything behind. If hell is in this state, I regret it's too late to have managed to bring him in deluded even before eternal prison. But according to Michisane, that's exactly what you won't be able to get through the gates of hell. Could irregular members pass through the gates of hell, such as Largo and Hayahusa, by any chance?

Hayaji, who had fallen before Satan, has also already been recovered by them by the deceased - not the torn bones or flesh, but the humans in proper hellish garment-like things - and Hayaji is appreciated for their easy kimonos because they were naked.

Satan also decided to change into a given kimono because by his battle with Margaretta, what he had brought from the ground and worn was mutilated and almost clothed.

"This way, please. This place is no longer in danger, because there is a place to live and a meal there.

I didn't think there would be a meal in hell, but when they say so, I feel hungry, and everyone walks as they say.

All that has fallen into that place is that which everyone has been deceived and disputed for a sin they cannot remember, and which for this reason awaited a reincarnation, has been taken away from the clothes of the proof of innocence and sent to hell, and from that shock or dismay.

Where I was taken on foot for a while was a building where what was dropped on this hellish hierarchy lived normally. It is quite large. I wouldn't call it a royal palace, but there would be about a little aristocratic mansion. Or should I call it a giant prison in a big city?

"Excuse me, what happened when I stayed down there?

A familiar woman asks the person who takes her. When you're answering but you're listening, if you stay down in that place, as you saw when you got here, there are times when dead spirits appear to tear your body apart after dark. That's why they live here. They say every day, when it's bright, they take turns looking around. However, they say that there are more things that get driven away by that figure than those that get torn apart, and bringing what's over there is also encouraged by the ghosts who manage this place. As he said, the deceased are forced to work.

What happened to the boy who said he was... Kagelow or something?

Satan asked one person after another who seemed to think he had come to help. But no one knew about a boy like that. He said one of the old men in the building might know. I asked him about his work in that building from such a conversation. He still says he's doing a simple but pretty tough job of digging ore out of the mine for forced labor and crushing stones there, removing special metal from inside and putting it in a warehouse in this building. However, as long as he's in this building, he's got a tough job, but he can also give him food.

Satan is not so hungry because if he stays here, he will be hungry.

They say that if you go, you can choose between a place where you can eat full stomach or a normal meal, every meal.

Those with poor faces and attitudes are somehow gallopingly thin, or even like zombies, but they move on to the hungry first.

If Satan is not hungry, this one will definitely guide him between recommendations and regular meals.

Satan is surprised to see a treat carried to the hungry along the way and wonders if this is hell.

Because more and more luxurious meals are being carried.

Normally, one plate is filled with crude vegetables and grains.

I'd say it's somewhat scarce as a meal for one adult.

But this is hell. Satan says you have to be careful about a good story. See how it goes.

"How many people is that for?

"It's for one on those five plates.

I don't think I can eat them on my own, loaded on the fifth step of the wagon, but they are carried more and more to the room where I can eat them full.

It was very unusual during the meal.

coarse net-like floors of eyes.

It is marked there at equal intervals, and it can be seen that it is in a position to sit naturally.

Many of the things that were brought to him, he broke his knee and sat on that net, but Satan was so sore in his leg that he could not, and sat down with an agura on him.

Hayaji sits next to him, naturally.

Then the person in charge put the crude meal plate that had been brought in earlier in front of him.

But the only thing in front of Satan is nothing on it.

Is it because I said I wasn't hungry?

But Hayaji next door looks like he's in some kind of trouble.

"What's wrong?

"No, I was just wondering why I didn't have anything on my plate.

"That's not true, isn't it, like all of you, properly listed? I was just wondering if it was because I said I wasn't really on anything and I wasn't feeling well enough to get through my throat.

"What are you talking about? Hey, you're usually listed on yours.

Normally they say that and look at the plate again but it still doesn't have anything on it.

It's just a spoon when it comes to being on the same list as everyone else.

But Hayaji says there's nothing on it either.

"Okay. Maybe you just can't see what's yours, to try...

That's what Satan says. He explores over the plate with his spoon.

If it's listed the same way, there's got to be something similar there.

Touching the top of the plate with my hand didn't help anything.

"Ho, does that just look like it's in my eyes?

"I don't know. Would you excuse me for a moment?

"It's me, go ahead.

If you took Hayaji's plate and dull it, it was definitely real. I also smell it if I take it to my mouth.

Hayaji opened his eyes and looked over the spoon as he was doing so. Looks like we finally made sure we had food.

"Oh? Nee, I see you.

"Then go ahead. Eat from there.

It feels weird, but I'm going to put it in Hayaji's mouth thinking about eating people's share.

"Ugh, when you feed a beppin like Nee, it gets better and better.

"You're a good uncle.

"Then I'll pay you back for Nee."

That's what Hayaji says. He takes his spoon and puts it in Satan's mouth.

I used to do this with Euskalio when we lived together. It was a pleasant day even if only poor food was available, with the arms of Yuscario but with no food at all. Even such a meal can be very tasty when I think of it.

(Yes, Yuscario is waiting, so we have to rendezvous with Largo to fulfill our mission and return to the original world.

I can't help but be rotten about this. And the two of them were very satisfied with the crude meal that they initially thought was like this.

Calm down and take a look, everything in that room was doing that and enjoying the meal amicably. The meal progresses with gentle bickering by many. I thought a meal that would make it more enjoyable was better than a sumptuous meal.

"This place is hell, but it's nasty.

"Well, I'm a little greedy that the devil wants to come back to life, so I don't know why he's fallen here, but what happened to Nee? - Oh, the metal that stuck in that chest doesn't hurt?

"Well, just a little..., but it's okay. Never mind.

I relayed Hayaji's question that I was something similar, and decided it was time to take a seat.

"Then it looks like some people are waiting for you next, so shall we open this seat for now?

Hayaji and I took our seats, but what I care about is the room that we can eat hungry.

Satan decided to take a peek, even though it was hell because of all the satisfaction in this room, that he would be indulging in sawdust cuisine.

(274) Mineral veins of magic metal

When Satan takes an intrigued peek at the place where the treat was carried, he interacts with this room, where a horrible picture of hell spreads.

"─ Well, what's wrong with this?

What I've been watching for a while and figured out seems to be that it's disastrous to say that my stuff can only be seen in the sky while being put in front of me in such an inedible amount that it's taken away from the people around me.

I guess there are different patterns, but when I try to get my hands on someone else's plate with or without it and put it in my mouth, it also disappears.

Satan didn't try, but apparently the only thing he could carry to his mouth was one on his plate.

And it doesn't diminish with its own spoon.

(Humans have to help each other to live. If you ignore that rule, you're telling the truth that you're going to eat -- that is, you can't live.

But the shallow deceased don't realize it.

In the end, I just have to let people eat something that suffocates, but I'm in a hurry standing first to say thank you for saying I don't understand it or wanting to eat it, which also hisses Satan just watching. What's wrong with us is that we can see what's on someone else's plate. Nature and I can't wait to want it. Besides, it looks delicious, so I'm glad I got my hands on it. And stolen from my plate is how it looks when they take it. I can't help but want to eat, but I don't see myself. If someone else steals it, I'm angry, and I accidentally steal someone else's too. Even so, what you steal from someone else's plate doesn't get into your own mouth. That's how a dish wrapped in a pinch flips over as we work together. Food falls between the nets on the floor that seem to be coarser than this one.

It seems that the food that was on his plate for the first time since then can also be seen in his eyes, rubbing it further against the person who was rubbing his food with the anger he lost in front of him.

(If you look closely, all the people in this room are Gallic deceased.

Probably at this rate, they're eating up every meal. The deceased, who became only bones and skins, looked like a hungry ghost, and he couldn't help but want food.

According to what Michissane was telling me, I just feel like I'm habitually hungry in hell, and I should have said that I don't have to eat to die just because of the energy I get from my spirits. But I can see that the meal you gave me earlier is energizing in Satan's body, and most importantly, it makes me wonder if there is a metabolism even for those who have lost their lives in this hell as far as the deceased in front of them are suffering from starvation with bones and skins alone.

Perhaps metabolism is given here only to create this kind of hell.

While I was turning to that idea, all the food that was so piled up like a mountain disappeared under the net, and only contention lasted forever in the room where only empty plates remained.

"This one's exactly hell.

At some point Hayaji, who was watching from behind Satan, says Potsuri.

"Yeah, totally.

"Compared to that, aren't we, who did it earlier and were eaten amicably, like heaven?

"Right. When I say heaven, I imagine something more wussy, but in fact, this is how people who come to the world of death live together. Maybe that's heaven.

In fact, even if you could eat that extravagant dish every day as normal, wouldn't that be all you can call heaven with if it went on every day? Satan, who lives hundreds of times more than man, can do any luxury with his magical powers, but he knows that such a thing is only a quick coming play. There's no such thing as happiness. But even if I was poor, I had happiness in my life with Yuscario.

(No, I'm not. Because you're poor, you can feel happy because you struggle.

If you are human, you can feel happy about your normal life because it can be hard. It is the first time that you have become ill to know the gratitude of your health and to know the gratitude of peace and security in the event of a war or natural disaster. How much have you seen the case that nobility finds out about the gratitude of the treat after it has fallen?

"The environment is very different from that contentious hell. Or even though the food available was crude and the original quantity was small, we were satisfied with it. I mean, just like a man's heart is going to be in heaven and hell.

For what Hayaji's been a short life, he's saying things like he figured out. But this man's affinity in this world should have been a personality person like Tao. I guess I've taught you a lot of important things.

Yes, even if it dawns on satiety, moreover, man can produce greed. Even if it can be satisfactory for a time, humans cannot maintain it in quantitative terms all the time. Be sure to start finding shortages for you. But if it's a good idea to be satisfied with something that isn't enough in the first place, I'm not going to say a shortage because I'm assuming that's enough.

Do you know that, because the friendly ones I was able to eat earlier know how compassionate and edible it is, I wish I could come and eat this luxury meal, but I don't think I'm trying to do that.

(Well, you know you get attacked by the likes of starving ghosts around you, and no idiot jumps into hell like this.

The two people in such a sight seemed to stick around forever, and many passed behind them looking rarely at them like that.

"You guys, if you're confused in a place like that, a ghost will come and you'll be badly hit.

Someone who walked behind me speaks out worried about the Satans. I'm laughing a little bit, so I don't think that really happens.

(That's right, we were talking about being forced to labor something here.

I just can't eat.

"So... what the hell can I make you do?

"Apparently, they're digging up stones in the mine. It's about ore.

Mine borehole for forced labor is another orthodox setting. Does it make any sense to dig a mine in hell? It wouldn't even be the side business of the Great Demon King.

"You need ore here? I wonder what that means.

"We have no idea about that either. Anyway, we're gonna crush the stones we dug out and collect the special grains that came out of it and put them in the ghost. I do that in large quantities every day. ─ ─ Hey, you, didn't you have it a little dull?

A man who was called out looked like a bad one, taking a black block of stone out of his nostalgia. Sure, it's something you want to be dug out of somewhere, but it just looks like a stone's throw.

"Don't say bad things about people. I couldn't get it out of the stone, so I figured out what to do, and I brought it back with me. I can't handle this stuff.

"Show me, show me, what things.

"The black around here is stone, but this guy's too hard to peel off.

"Grains like metal in there, I hope that guy comes out corny.

"Don't say such unscrupulous things. I broke the stone and took it because it was harder than the stone.

Just a little bit, the metal ends peer out of the stone. When I rubbed the surface, I could see the white glowing, stiff area. Certainly some kind of metal.

"How do you break stones?

"They have a way of processing that grain somehow, so they beat it and break it with something like a hammer made of it.

"You do that and you're pretty hungry. That's why I have to eat here.

I see. A tool for breaking that stone is apparently close to a magic tool.

That's where you need to eat to consume magic.

Isn't it deliberately made to be hungry?

It would mean you're using the magic you've ingested and saved in your diet to move that tool.

It's in here. It's definitely something like metal peeking into my face just a little bit from inside the stone.

But Satan looked familiar to this metal. It's not metal, I called it magic vegetable metal.

"Have you seen this before? I used to dig gold. So I dig back through all kinds of mountains and I'm familiar with metal, but I've hardly seen any of this metal.

"Almost never. Does that mean you've seen it somewhere?

"Right. I do. I don't remember where it was, but I also feel like it used to be traded at a high price.

"Metals like this are traded at high prices on the market? Oh, this is..."

Satan noticed.

(No, why didn't you notice it before?

This is important to Satan, no, on the contrary, material that means nothing to anyone other than Satan on earth.

It is a material that can hardly be taken on the market and is so precious that you can finally turn your hand to the Holy Spirit all over the world to get just a few each year.

Yes, this is the material of the magic wand that Satan always carries, and it can be considered a valuable resource by processing it to create a Madante Planta collar.

This is not worthy of use in this world except that Satan does not allow other followers, the art of making stunts, and the material needed to make Madante Planta collars. ─ ─ and Satan believed. There's just one more place in this other world that needs this material. That is where Satan came out of wisdom, and True Dragon created its form, now facing our own rescue team, in this otherworld-no, the most horrible place in this universe, the eternal prison without mention.

(280) Nostalgic Satan

(But why? Tens of thousands of years ago, the Eternal Prison was supposed to have been built with all the magic vegetable metal I had stored.

Satan seems to have been seen as the one who wonders about weird things. Or even thought of as a woman familiar with the ore, a man who was digging for gold earlier makes me try to take out another chunk.

"Uh, sister, do you know what this is? I'm sure it's just like this one.

What the man took out and showed me is still the same magic vegetable metal.

But now the man put it out. It looked a lot like some of the fragments that were destroyed after he finished using it as a collar for Madante Planta, according to Satan's perception. To the best of Satan's knowledge, that's just a chunk of metal with little use. Moreover, this chunk has no hardness compared to that before use. Even when compared to diamonds, Magnetic Metal has a much better altitude, but finished Magnetic Metal takes on a fragile word compared to ordinary iron and copper metals.

"What is this, I mean, what kind of qualities is it?

"It's what I'm going to pick up in exchange for the metal I paid. There's a place in the mine to dump it, and it's an empty hole deep in the ground, and if you dump it there, it'll rise again as a mineral vein.

(I see.)

Hearing the story, Satan finally realized.

Unlike Madante Planta's collar, which locks up a finite life form on earth, or a demonic clan for a short period of time, tens of thousands of years, no, permanently, but for an eternal prison with a stipulation that the number of people that will be locked up will increase over the years, this means that its maintenance and expansion will become a prerequisite.

(So you have to take this metal out of the mine vein here for that and keep the equipment updated.

But only the evil spirits who managed the highest temperatures - Inferno - should be able to process this magic vegetable metal, other than themselves, where it was originally in this hellhole, a hot hellhole.

This magic metal is probably the hardest and strongest property in the world, not just to enclose the ability of what comes into contact with it, but not to be destroyed by any force, such as impact.

However, since removal is also problematic when used as a collar, when creating as a collar for Madante Planta, it was Satan's unique specialty to weave prefabricated into invisible thread-like shapes like fibers and apply machining so that they can stretch and shrink.

"Then why don't we go with the mine for once?

"Ha, you weren't going?

The deceased who have lived here for a long time laugh. Just eat the rice. There won't be any of that. Satan tongued out at his grandfather, expressing his willingness not to do so otherwise, and began to walk about after the deceased.

Hayaji visits the senior deceased as he moves forward.

"By the way, brother, what the hell is this place?

"It can't be here. It will be just between what is termed the lowest level of the annoying hell and what is termed both the annoying hell and the evil hell on it. Maybe if you're trying to escape, you should stop. Either way, you can't expect to be treated like a human being. I still have work to do here and I can eat. I can live like a person.

It still tells me a lot about two hell on the road afterwards. A snort cry hell seems to be a place where dead spirits who have just seen devour the souls of the deceased punish evil people who have suffered to the point of other people's lives, such as those who have repeatedly gone to take people's lives or match them badly without even leading to death, those who have ordered others to do so without polluting their own hands, and those who have financially or spiritually tormented people to the point of wanting to die.

On the other hand, in a hierarchy known as both distressed hell and evil hell, it was explained that in this world it is a hell of pain to pull your legs together and greed each other by denigrating even more distressed hell what you have left out of your depression without moderation from yourself.

Almost everything I saw earlier, that I was arguing in the room about being able to eat, was not something that had helped something intact and fell from somewhere like Satan, but something that I couldn't stand running from those two hells and happened to roll into this equipment.

(So you still can't get out of trouble, stick your greed out, and cause trouble to others.

Now I understand why something like a saint and a hell of a hungry ghost live in the same building.

Walking down a mountain road with such a story, there's about to be a mine mouth in an atmospheric place called the summit of the mountain, just outside a place with a big hole, a cabin where ghosts roam, where the deceased seems to be renting or returning hand-held cars, moorings and other moat tools.

"Hayaji, go ahead for a moment.

Satan climbed further up from the mine entrance near the top and looked over to the troubled Hell's side. I heard that every hierarchy of hell is in an upward and downward relationship, but it's strange because this is how you want it to look like it's going to go on across this mine. Satan then uses his energy as his wizard, who is returning safely with the meal he has just received, to activate Hundred Mile Eyes. This was not magic, but had the ability as a nature to have it if it was born as a dragon. Of course, the power has both large and small, and what has been transformed into a wizard and generations seems to have degenerated its ability. We also know that pespectiva lineages and others devote everything to research to reveal and recover that power that they have lost.

(That would be a waste, wouldn't it? Even though Pespectiva herself and others have quite amazing magic powers.

But Satan has no taste in interfering with other wizards' research.

Satan should be more familiar with the content of what Chiriko can do, but he wasn't willing to bother to teach it to Satan, who has more than 1/10 of its power in reality and has actually heard its user-friendliness from a true dragon with Chiriko eyes, compared to Pespectiva, who is desperate to rely on past literature and so on to conduct research.

That's right, and there's a reason Satan bothered to stand on this mountain and look at the hierarchy in front of one that looks beyond the mountain.

After researching this mountain as it climbs, it turns out that in the annoying hell on my climbed side, I couldn't discover what Margaretta looked like I'd lost as far as my clairvoyance was concerned.

And then, looking over from here, Satan finally discovered.

Margaretta was in a castle-like place abandoned with the Necromancer.

A castle is not a luxurious thing, it's like a castle exit to prevent the intrusion of an outside enemy.

Did you even let the Necromancer bring you in there, bringing in a bunch of beastly deceased people and enjoying sexual assault?

Apparently, there is a collection of hobbies that the victims of assault can enjoy doing the same.

To imagine, did you bring in what you came by letting them know there was such a place rather than forcing them to bring you into the dossier?

Speaking of which, someone on this side of the hierarchy said that what drowned in troubles and greed is a hell of pain by denigrating it into a further hell of trouble, which means that in this recap, the sentences that made the deceased do whatever they wanted are being redeemed by the fact that the greed between the deceased collides with each other and suffers.

(Is this going to make amends?

At least there's no such thing as an all-you-can-want place in Satan's known hell.

There should have been only one place, like Flaming Hell or Extremely Cold Hell, to encourage reflection by inflicting substantial suffering, but when did this transformation take place?

But in this case, if the reflections of the deceased do not arise, many of them may not be able to graduate from here. Is that all right?

There is nothing that Satan influences, even if hell is overcrowded and cramped, but there is something in my mind that I felt once involved in this imagination of the other world.

Nevertheless, I must now free Margaretta from that troubled child Lilith and reunite with my fellow men who are supposed to be coming from the rear to regain their power as well.

But Satan today didn't have a decent fight, not even with one Margaretta who was within sight.

(Next time I see you, Sekiyama will be the one to return the favor before we do something about Margaretta.

That means I have no choice, what I can't do with my own strength anyway, is I have to use someone's help.

Even so, the deceased here is not even a living corpse, a completely dead soul.

The body itself, which looks like flesh, is also a phantom created by the soul in question to redeem the sins of this world, to communicate, etc. I don't think such a soul is the right match for a bunch of them.

(So if you want to do something about it, you have no choice but to wait for Largo and the others in the end.

But no matter how we spent our time wandering out of the well into purgatory, I didn't think it would be that easy to catch up with Satan, who came all the way to the bottom.

Well, we still spend more than three days and three nights of our own time - even if we estimate less.

It is true that the different worlds are very different from the lower realms and the speed of the flow of time, so a longer time would have passed on the ground.

(Everyone must be worried. Isn't it time Grandma woke up? I'd like to see Yuscario soon.

I didn't become homesick, but if I came to a completely different world for a few days, I would know the gratitude of the original world that I would make at these times.

(284) Discover Lagon

It was Satan, brought for quarrying, up to the top of a mountain with a mine of magic metal, but no member other than Margaretta could find it, and no achievement could be achieved in saying this.

(No, even the original one went up this far, so let's search and see what we can see from here once. This is how you have to climb this mountain every day until someone comes along and live in stone with those deceased.

As Satan, the best wizard on earth, I know it's a sad story, but I can't help it because this is reality.

Anyway, Satan thought about assuming how they would go through these two broad hierarchies and be prepared to put some around to do a point search.

There must have been a way for Margaretta, who was on this side, to go to the area now visible, a previous hierarchy.

If my people get into this hierarchy, they'll have to go that route to come this way naturally.

(First of all - yes, let's suppress the unmistakable entrance and exit.

If we thought about it that way and looked into it, it was relatively easy to discover this side and the passage of the previous hierarchy.

Because it is an area where the deceased are freely made, I was able to discover to some extent that the ghosts were stiffening their guards from going from there to another hierarchy on their own.

It seemed to me that leaving the castle, where Lilith had taken over Margaretta's body, would be one base for keeping an eye on such a route.

Naturally it is not popular on this side, which is the outside of that guard. It turns out that the part where the deceased are completely invisible is a different and connected part than this one, and if you follow it all the way down, there is one guy who's pulling his luggage around somewhere just down this mountain peak.

(Yeah, but that shadow isn't a dead man, it's a ghost. And that ghost, strangely enough, doesn't aura yellow?

He's a strange guy, even though what he was doing the evil things he saw in Purgatory and the ghosts he sees in this world are bound to emit yellow auras.

That makes me want to know more about what I'm doing and zoom up.

The next time you ask what you're putting in the luggage truck, under the shield that the ghost is lifting a little, the body of a person who fell apart - no, it seemed that way because its making was too well done, and you can see that in no way is it the corpse of a living human species. Besides, I also remembered the face that looked raw.

That should be it, too.

Oh, my God, isn't that Lagon, the best automaton in the lower realm, No. 12, which Satan has always borrowed from Gymon and couldn't use well with his own magic, and now it's the property of Largo?

(Definitely. The number 12 borrowed from Jamon, or one of the three witches Aladia took to eternal prison - what the hell.

That means it is possible that near there is also nearby His Highness the Milian Rune of the Kingdom, and the daughter of the Demon tribe, Lago's belly-hearted subordinate, whom he named Krasabi, who used the abilities of the Demon tribe to help Yusukalio even though invitations might be missed during the fire in Aberharnville.

Think so. My current situation. Satan couldn't help but run down the mountain in total disregard.

"Hey, Nee, how long till... Eh!

Looking back at the voice called just a few meters down, Hayaji was climbing where Satan had stood until just now.

"I'm sorry. I really need to see someone. And I'm Lucy, not Nee. Tell everyone Lucy's on the run.

Saying so, Satan runs down a mountain of rocky skin.

Because of these times, I refrain from flying magic every day and my ankles work out.

(No worries if prepared - right? What Yuscario taught me.

A small stone falls from the cliff behind me as I rush down about 100m.

Sooner or later, I wondered if someone had followed me to capture Satan, who had declared that he had escaped, and there was a teasing and intimate voice.

"It's me. It's me, Lucy. My name is Hayaji.

Hey, honey, I didn't want to call you, so I named you my real name, but it didn't seem to make any sense.

"Well, what's wrong? Why did you follow me?

"I thought it might be a little weird because Lucy is looking unwelcome, but if I had listened to anyone here, I wouldn't have thought that Nee could do it alone. That's why I followed you.

"I don't... I don't even know what kind of place I'm going.

"That's why I followed you.

That's just what I call Tao's men. He's a pretty good guy.

"Whatever happens now, I'm not responsible. I don't know if I can help you.

"What are you talking about? I'm trying to help Lucy.

In normal people, they can't tell if Satan is here in his biological body or not.

Of course, in this hell, it's better to look at other deceased things and wonder if they're alive.

But perhaps you should have revealed earlier that you are Satan, who is said to be the best wizard on the market, even though you are losing power, if only enough to bring humans to such perilous eyes.

(No. This guy's good uncle, even if he knew he was Satan, would come after him worried if he told him he'd lost his powers.

Satan loves these stupid, humane parts of humans.

Looking at these emotional parts of a human being reminds me of the character of the true dragon who made that human being.

But I thought it looked just like Largo's change to Adam, who said he was made to mimic such a true dragon's youth. After all, the rumor that Dora inherits purely Divine Dragon lineage doesn't seem to be unfounded and absurd.

"Thanks. But be careful where the hell you really are right now, because you don't know what it is.

"Ouch. This one died once. I've crossed the River Midway, and I've only met the devil with chills, but I also keep a few compliments. What are you afraid of now? So, Nee, what horrible place are you headed now?

If I relax, I'm already back at you. That would be fine because it's already a pain in the ass.

But Satan wonders if being dead once will be some sort of prestigious item in this hell.

"Well, still, there's that horrible monster where we were dropped and it's just like a buffer zone in the hierarchy before that, so it doesn't seem like so much of anything. That's where I knew him, or he found the doll I was using carried away.

"A doll? Hey, are dolls coming to hell too?"

(Yeah, it's already a hassle, but it looks like we should finally talk.

Satan doesn't stop his legs going down the peak, he turns his belly and enters into a troublesome story.

"Hayaji, I'm not even clapping, but listen to me calmly. I'm not dead yet. I got lost in this hell through the route I have from me alive. That was to help His Highness in the kingdom, as you know.

"Yeah, he said he'd help His Highness. What the hell is going on?

Uh, did I try to start a annoying story about my identity and get caught up there? Indeed, as a king citizen, I know it is a more important matter than the identity of the elderly woman in front of me and so on when it comes to His Highness the Milian Rune.

"Though you would know, there would have been a witch prime minister who screwed up the kingdom in the reign of his predecessors.

When the witch's name comes up, Hayaji, who was listening, changes the color of his eyes. I'm going down the mountain path positively, so normally I can't see my face, but Satan uses clairvoyance to check Hayaji's complexion. There was a clear fire of anger burning in its eyes.

"Yeah, I remember exactly. Thanks to that woman and the previous king, we were forced to live a very bad life. I didn't know what was good or bad because I was only a young man, but I was taught a lot of things separately after working at Tao's place. I've heard that because of that witch, women from all over the village can no longer have children.

That just seems to mean I was just working under Tao and I understood around it. But isn't that a hell of a story about using the people of the kingdom when you were that witch to create a village where you don't know what kind of experiments you did, but you can't have children?

"Well, I don't know the details, but... The witch called me Aladia, but she used to look good in this hell, and I sent her to the Mafia, who was pulling the thread behind the Unitota that killed you, to trap her in the most horrible part of this universe, the eternal prison, which is at the bottom of this hell because it still didn't seem to work.

When he could understand so much, Hayaji furthermore roughed up his voice so that he could change his voice and sprinkle his anger.

"Oh, my God! What a bastard to disparage the kingdom so far and still hold grudges against it.

(289) Occult and geek

Satan got out of the mine mining site in recognition of Lagon's appearance, along with Hayaji, who was accustomed to being one arm of Tao in this world, dropped together near the lowest level of hell.

On the road to Lagon, Satan reveals himself who came to hell to rescue Mirin to Hayaji.

"So, we jumped into this world with Margaretta and Viscount Cyber. But there's something in the way here, too, and I couldn't help but scatter it. Me and Margaretta got lost in purgatory, and I got dropped here fighting this hell of a scoundrel, and then Margaretta...

"Uh, was the first white righteous Nee to fight to help us, Lord Margaretta, the Kingsguard of His Majesty the True King? I've seen it a few times, but I just didn't remember it to my face. You sure were such a beautiful person. But why did Captain Margaretta turn to your enemies on the way?"

"Well, if we talk about it, it's going to be a long time, but in brief, the evil spirits have taken over my spirit. Because they broke the cross that's lowering to that kid's chest.

"Right. Evil spirits don't like crosses, so even in this world, you're like, 'I hate mountain hats if chefs hate them'. Are you saying he was resented and possessed?

That's a proverb that Euskalio often says, what a sayin 'if you hate a kid, what a sayin'. Moreover, the Yamagata hat used in today's restaurants was used to spread the word when Yuscario stopped using it and started living with Satan, and started showing one scale of the cook's skill. It's a hot restaurant, and wearing a hat to pull your hair off is even hotter, so that shape is convenient for breathability, he said.

Again, that's not the case, but if Hayaji can understand and be convinced as such, I think that's fine, and Satan nods vaguely.

"Well, so be it. This is how I got hit, too, but I actually still have other reliable people. If they come, I'm sure they'll figure it out. I'm sure there's a kid who can do something about it, but no, there's a man in the company.

"Well, apparently, Nee trusts him.

"Sort of. I think I'm the most reliable person in the universe. So, I followed His Highness who said we were here to help, and no, it was the doll that was taken away. There's got to be another, uh, so-called snack woman on it, but I still don't see those two.

"So where the hell did you see that doll?

"Yes, that's the flatland part that went all the way down this peak.

"Hey, did you see that far away? Nee, what are you looking at?

"Hayaji. I've talked this far, and I need you to believe me -- think about it, if I were a normal woman with no power whatsoever, do you think I'd come to hell mixed up in such a hell of a group?

"I guess if they say so. Nee, in the lower realm, were you in a shadow or something?

For a moment running down the mountain path, Satan unexpectedly looks back and sees Hayaji's face.

"You know very well. Until the name of the secret unit protecting the royal family...

"Well then, Mr. Tao, you know very well to the rat hole in the kingdom.

"That's the thing, isn't it? But it isn't. I'm not even a member of the royal family. Well, if you're strong, you know what I mean about my boyfriend, right? ─ ─ I wonder if it has anything to do with him recently working as a cook in the royal castle and getting his royal highness to adore him. But that's not why I'm here to help. Well, when he got pinched, the girl he took away with his highness, he said she was crusty, but she was grateful that she helped her boyfriend out of a burning building. Even in the lower realm, I am a wizard with a name, because there is a temp that was eaten by that witch, so I came because I want to give it back and reveal my nose, and I really have to give it back to the child I just mentioned, which is why I'm following you.

"So, what's good about Nee's eyes, I mean, magic?

"Um, it's not magic to say the details, but think of it like that.

Dragons are given the ability to accompany Chiriko as a nature. If it's magic, it runs out of magic, and besides, there's no way it can be used by Satan, who was hurt by the nucleus of the demon. If it's a simple magic tool that even humans seem to be able to use, I feel like I could manage to use it as long as it's full of magic - but now I can only think of about the means to replenish it in my diet.

(After that, let me tell you about Mitsu's tits. It's an emergency, so I hope you won't hate me...)

When I think of it, when I mix up in the sacred springs on the ruins of Demon King's Island, it is Satan who reflects on things that I have done a little too much on track.

That's why Satan is currently so incapable of using magic at all. Anyway, there's nothing I can do about this because if I don't do something about the vital demon nucleus being damaged, I can't control the magic. But only this wound wouldn't go back to normal first without a user of healing moves like Buell. And I knew magic couldn't be a usable body without a huge magic tank like a mite on top of it. I can't do both, but I just want to manage to heal the Demon Nucleus, but the only source of magic I can think of to replenish there where it's healed is the mite. With Satan's abilities, it doesn't matter if you're a monster or a deceased, if you've got plenty of magical energy in your body.

(There is too much magic in hell. Then again, I may not be of any use at all until I return to the lower realm.

Well, that's also the story of being able to get home safely. After a while, Satan and Hayaji had come down to what they called flatlands soon after the peak.

Once we got down here, Hayaji finally seemed to be able to confirm that there were humans while there were about rice grains.

"Oh, Nee, I see you. Is that the shadow?

"I'll be quiet from here for a minute.

"Why? I guess that's the doll, huh?

"Shh! That's a prison ghost. No, maybe not. Another ghost? Well, at least you look like a ghost. Even so, I'm not wearing a yellow aura.

"Yellow aura? That's just the ghosts around here and the guys who dropped us here.

"Oh, really?

Until Satan came here, all he saw was what was standing up a yellow aura when it came to ghosts.

"Yes, the ghosts who worked in the gates were not allowed to stand up for judgment at the gates of hell. I wonder if there were many that were showing blue or red colors. Nee didn't come through the gate, so you don't know.

"Oh, yeah. You don't all have yellow auras out there by the jailguard ghost.

"Don't think so. There seems to be a lot going on in some places. I only know the gates, purgatory and here, too.

"Well, that's good, but that's probably it. In short, this hellish ghost, the kind of doll he owned before me, seems to be put on the carrier of that ghost's towed luggage. And it's falling apart.

There's a big shield on the top of the luggage truck over the lagon's parts, which you won't see very well from Hayaji, but if you see it through clairvoyance, you can see the neck of the lagon placed to be hidden beneath it having a conversation. Apparently, they're trying to tell us about the rush to get here, especially Aradia's evil deeds on the ground.

"What? Is it broken?

"I'm sure you fought the strong guys here and lost. Though I didn't think it would be easy enough to beat a guy like that. Well, they sent me down here with all their magic on the ground, so maybe I can't help it.

"So, what's he doing stopping there all by himself?

"Apparently, the doll regained consciousness, describing the grunts on the ground. I don't know what it's for.

Saying so, Hayaji shook his head like he was confused.

"The doll has regained consciousness. Are you falling apart? What a story. The doll you had there was a human intelligence or... yes, was it conscious?

I do know exactly how Hayaji feels bewildered.

"When I had it, I wasn't aware of that doll. And then it was in the hands of an amazing guy who was good at that, and even the guy who made it was amazing, like a human..., yeah, you know what homunculus is?

"Homun - no, I don't know.

"That's right. It's like a fairy tale that only some of us wizards can get through. The King of the North Hurn is not a word you would normally hear.

"Sorry about that. I lost my education.

"Oh, that's not what I meant. I don't know what to say. The occult and the -- very nerdy story.

"What kind of nerd is that?

"Uh, it 's--" geeks are knowledge I've heard of from Euskalio, and they seem to be titles given to people with biased, special knowledge used in another world. "Well, I mean smart people.

"I see. Well, I figured... I'm not the smart one.

"I'm sorry. That's not even what I meant, but well, I can't talk about this either, because I can't get any closer to them.

"I've been talking about them for a while now, but are you telling me that ghosts and their dolls are doing something together?

"That's right. I just told you. Apparently, a ghost is listening to the doll. We talked about how you got here. I don't know what it's for.

You should have been surprised to explain it earlier, but you couldn't believe it, Hayaji, who puzzles you again.

"Can you hear me at this distance? That's a hell of an ear.

"Sort of. I just hear what I see.

"It's convenient - so we can talk about it well.

"No, I don't think it's going to be that easy.