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

Krasabi sat with his hand over Dora's chest, feeling like he was wrapped in skin on top of frozen fruit, wrapped underneath the house, even on the coldest winter day in North Harun.

In this eternal prison, to replenish the energy diminished by the radical activity, the crispy who stood still suddenly wakes up surprised by the magic transmitted to his palm.

No, I wasn't sleeping anything else, but I just thought so because resting or sleeping in this area made little difference to Krasabi.

{─ What's the matter? You're saying the manipulation stopped?

It was such a voice - or will - that came through the palm of my hand. It was indisputably thought to be a propagation of the devil's specific will.

If the wipline were to be wireless interracial communication, would this apply well when I say wired interracial communication, which is done between demons of different races who do not have a common language, so to speak?

In any case, Krasabi also found that this communication would not be possible if we let go of this hand.

{Who are you? You're not Master Dora.

{This is the one you're asking. Isn't this supposed to be in eternal prison? Or this body, yes. Dora was sent out of jail?

The person who uses this method of transmission, to his knowledge, is definitely considered a demon tribe. But the crusader, who felt that the majestic, high-pressure attitude of some of the various narratives, if any, should be the will of this eternal prison or something like that, if he defies it, it should not suck - honestly, but carefully conveys his will using a bad salutation. I don't actually utter words, so it's just politely communicating my intentions, so I still do. In this place, it helps to have been educated by the summoning demons.

{No, we're in jail here. I haven't been able to get out yet, but there are some things on their way to helping out what's here right now. And I'm taking you from Nirvana's coffin into this cage to get Master Dora out with me. Please answer this question as well. You must be the Demon Clan, right? Why are you in Master Dora's body?

{Needless to say, to want to help Dora out of this painful setup. No, it could be wrong to help. I want to make Dora a little easier from the pain of eternal prison. For this reason, I have broken into Dora's body and, with my secret skill, have iced Dora's spirit. Who the hell are you? And why are you trying to get Dora out of here? What if you're one of Dora's dragon men? No, this fluctuation, no matter what you think, you're supposed to be a demon. That means... is this the day finally here?

{What does that mean? Who the hell are you?

{So you're a demon tribe who was at the former Demon King's Castle. That means you're my servant in the first place. Lie down. I am the Galenos who reigned as the most powerful demon king since the beginning of history.

{Yes! Are you Galenos the Demon King? No, I used to be at Demon King's Castle, and I served you, Master Galenos, but now I serve Master Galenos' oblivion Lago. Because it is the will of Master Galenos.

Once you know who they are, you feel relieved crunchy. The phrase was a good addition. For Krasabi -, no, for the lingering demon tribe of the old Galenos, no, Galenos means nothing more than the birth parents of Largo.

{I see. Surely, you and I may no longer have cut the thread. So why are you here and trying to help Dora? Is it your current husband Largo who ordered it? And then it's what you asked me to do? No, first of all, why are you so pimped out here in eternal prison, and I'm not stuffed and tormented in the same immense suffering I've been feeling?

{Even if Master Galenos could protect Master Dora, were you tormented?

Again, ignoring Galenos' question, Krasabi only bumps his own question. Little respect for Galenos is a matter of full understanding.

{Well, not at all. However, I was spared the physical stuff by freezing it with my moves. When I freeze my spirit, even though this technique is performed only in Dora's body, it will not be possible to continue without my consciousness. No, if I don't want to go back to normal again, it's not impossible to fix the surgery, but Dora and I are going to be just hardened. Anyway, it's fine because I'm helpless out of this, but somehow I was caught up in the thought that Dora might be able to be helped out and be considered a Largo. No, you're untrained. But this is how people like you...

{That's what you were told earlier that 'this day is here', wasn't it? There you go. You must have suffered.

{But for what I'm freezing my flesh, from those who are ordinarily punished, even though they're in Nirvana's coffin, I think they're making it pretty easy.

{Actually, I'm here because...}

Then Krasabi, to the best of his knowledge, also answers and explains Galenos' questions such as the circumstances in which he came here.

I started by talking to myself about meeting Largo. In other words, after the fall of Castle Galenos, the demon king, it was himself who discovered the largo hatched from the eggs carried to the royal castle, a story that began with the first time Largo had summoned me to meet him when he had been forced to engage in a lookout in the repellent area of the Holy Springs with a scarce body of magic.

At that time, I thought of Largo as a bloody damned demon tribe, and even though I imagined that half of such a thing had been born because of Dora, I felt the benevolence of Largo, believing and swearing, not cursing.

Then, as they sequentially annihilated the enemy, the Mafia, as they solved one problem after another that hindered them, for the purpose of conquering the kingdom flexibly from Largo's policy, the witch Aradia, who was the mastermind, stood, that Largo was damaged and that they were sent to eternal prison. After coming here, Krasabi remembered the memories erased by the fact that the conditions were in place, which should not have been possible by chance, and realized that Largo was a modern dragon born between the dragon man Dora and the demon king Galenos, who then also had the information that he had been judged by a magic tool that was also derived on earth.

Galenos' memories were sparse, with some stories of crunch falling to his heart, and even Galenos' own actions were met with little response as if he were twisting his neck. But after listening until the end to understand the general circumstances, Galenos connects the words as he was convinced. The words were so unlikely to belong to the dictatorial demon king Krasabi had been hearing about.

{Was it? We have a strange fate, and you're here. Unfortunately for me, it's strange that I lived in this world with only fragmented memories from before I came here. Though it is called this eternal prison, it may be one effect. Alternatively, when I froze Dora, I gave her the magic she had left in me to withstand. I feel like I fell out then. But Dora was modest in comparison. Suffering, you held on to yourself until I froze you. That's what I respect about being a first-class female warrior among dragon men. Dora put me in her body, believing that she could protect me.

Apparently, Galenos deceives Dora into sacrificing himself and feels that he has come to protect Dora from the punishment.

{But why did you try to produce the Lord - Lago - while you knew such terrible consequences?

{I remember a lot about that area. That was Dora's ruse in the first place. But I thank you for doing so, and I truly respect and love Dora for making such a decision.

After all, the word is very unlikely to belong to the Demon King, who should not even have a heart, not just life, but blood and tears. And despite the ruse to get into that dreadful Nirvana coffin...

{Grateful? Dropped here like this-- Why?

{That, come on, you'll see. Listen to my half-life story as much as I can remember now.