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

After the disappearance of Master Galenos, the Whipley army defeated and fled around the King's Capital. Fortunately, Cross avoided the cathedral and other places where people came and went in search of the rich place of Whipley's abominable sacrament, and discovered that one of the aristocratic Wang Capital mansions in the area adjacent to the royal castle had a single-family cold-blooded beast breeding hut where the sacrament was drawn in, which fortunately took this place as its root castle. Inside that dwelling is a library with vast amounts of books, throwing oneself into a celebrity life that satisfies the desire for knowledge in the midnight or while the landlord is out. During the days of waiting in peace calling it a search for the missing demons and heirs to Whipley's bosses and others, he also gained detailed knowledge of magic, demons and the Holy Spirit from the secret-like literature of a library that he thought had been collected by the Lord of a fairly maniacal mansion. For example, I can see that although my tensile bond guards against shock, electric shock, and the repellence of the Holy Springs, it can pass through light and heat, but also provide energy replenishment. Experience had also confirmed that it would be sufficient to wrap only the nucleus of the demon.

But I can't help but say that it makes sense only to have the ability to swell the connections that I hear are not available to anyone, even if they are all members of the super honorable 100th squad - the next most capable thing, the first Whipley called Origin, made of 100 individuals who lay and hatched eggs directly. With that said, Cross will hold his mouth that it may also be a total skan to his fellow citizens who have thus connected in the spirit of mutual assistance. In the days of just being filled with luxurious pulse energy compared to Demon King Castle, I realized that the cross, which does not require the natural strength of the wipley on its body, is able to mold even to the size of the junction it is making, while being as low in density as a sponge when it becomes demonic shape.

(No, I can keep this thin body because there are boundaries - not that, but that's what it looks like.

It is also understood that this can be applied to vary the density depending on the body part. For example, by sacrificing the body - as if gassed - and making only the bragging head a general density, it was also possible, albeit inadequate in size, to suck blood in demonic form. Until then, it was the head that projected into the junction, because the blood sucking needle at the tip of the tongue of the body was also a treasure bearing rot. However, it was a sadness with little magic retention that blood sucking could not suck away enough that slaves could. In the period in which Cross is thus accumulating his power, the wipley, which has run out of magic, continues to be crushed by man in search of blood in order to replenish his energy. Immediately in spite of the increase in winter, rumors seemed to have flowed from nowhere that holy water would kick off well, and there would also be a surge in wipley that would be hit and extinguished there. Regardless of when Kamal stabbed me, as a person who is accustomed to applying holy water, whether it be wounds or rough skin, it would have been an immediate weakness to be found. It is dangerous to deal with humans, even those who went out to the meadow area and asked for blood from monsters, but those aimed at mucosal areas that are susceptible to blood suction were beaten and extinguished in units of over hundreds every day. It sounded like we were losing 80%, 70%, 60% of the time, and Cross was living a dark day, no matter what he thought, the whole Remnant Demon tribe could only think of a future sitting here waiting to disappear.

On such a hopeless day tomorrow, I will report to Whipley's executive, the elite, that 9037 of my companions discovered the heir. Despite such a major pattern, this discovery led 9037 to be ordered by executives to wait long hours each day over the sanctuary of the harsh Royal Castle courtyard, in recognition of his successor's liaison role, who he thought was physically reserved to the sanctuary by man. Cross immediately offered his boss to do it on his behalf, but it was rejected and the replacement personnel could not even enter. However, the situation suddenly changed immediately, and from the unknown 9037 of the following day, the successor Lago contacted me and told me that he liked it and gained standing with the elite. Whatever the name was, it was called by the name of Krasabi, named after cook Euda, following guest Satan at Demon King Castle.

If you are a brainiac, such as being promoted to such an extraordinary role, you still can't believe that the inadvertent 9037 that even a single person passes by "warmth" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Speaking of Krasabi's special abilities, could it be that he could only change others with his magic, or that the needle on the tip of his tongue was unusually long? That is so much so that it was thought from around that it might have been necessary and prolonged to compensate for the disadvantage that the ability to convert the blood sucked into magic is exceptionally slow, because the monster's blood is sucked all the way unnoticed even from above the thick epidermis. In other words, as a wipley individual, it is not an exaggeration to say that none of the characteristics were outstanding when it came to this. But soon I got a voice from the elite for SS selection, and I came to know that I had heard all the voices from Large Numbers like myself, but also from 23 fellow Krasabi, and I was wondering if maybe it wasn't a lie.

(If it's true, this is a one-of-a-kind opportunity.

Indeed, the fate of Cross changes dramatically from this day forward. The snowballs that began rolling from the top of Snow Mountain continued to become enlarged without stopping, and every day was to be pursued by a totally different kind of servitude than up to this day, as they would at last cause an avalanche. Opportunities for selection testing have come to that cut-out, but it can be seen that about 50, other than the 23 companions put together in the container that is transported to Krasabi, are mostly top-of-the-line whipleys, mostly selected from double-eaux and zero groups - 10 units composed of only whipleys with numbers starting from scratch. Zero numbers with enormous magic from a cross's point of view, free to expand their appearance and costumes, thinking that this would not be a great battle, often waiting to be called in numerical order while giving up - the cross was the last of all candidates because it was in numerical order - but the order finally came. Speaking of my retaining capacity, although I had enough magic, I can't make a lot of changes because it's a thing with its limitations. Furthermore, because until then there had been no opportunity for humans to change, they seemed to have accumulated a cool amount of magic and had it transformed into a human form with their skill in cleansing crusty. He was a changed figure left to the art of crusade, but his size doesn't have to be as much as a thumb princess, but it also seems like a toy of a child, a hugging doll. Using the waiting time, like the body of the Demon Clan, wrapped in a junction and projecting its body enlarged, it seemed to delude itself as if it had suddenly become enormous around it.

(But it's not the Zero Number that you can fathom with such a body.

I gave up half the time and was surprised to get out in front of the interviewer called "Lord" and Krasabi. All but my peers have been removed from high level honors students to see what would happen if any scrutiny were conducted, and only 21 of them remain in the race, although the somewhat unfathomable 6341 and 5460 were leaked to the election because they were close to the standard in the ability assessment. It's just a shock that Krasabi is a love chair, sitting with his body against the "Lord" and finding out that the state of the balls is not a lie. Its "lord," but the feeling it didn't feel when it was relative pierced the soul of the cross when the "lord" opened his mouth. In other words, it was definitely the curse of Galenos, the Lord of absolute obedience. Prior to this coercion, even if the elite would have been displeased by being told to fail, they would not have been able to defy it. In such confusion, without being asked about my abilities and magic retention, I am giving a Q&A that has nothing to do with SS - no, I think Cross was just given a pass along with words like "It looks like it's going to spin pretty fast" and so on while I was barely responding.

(Did Krasabi tell the Lord about themselves beforehand?

I don't know how much they liked the crunch, but I mean, I passed the cone. But unlike when we thought that 20,000 other troops would win without actively fighting - no, we still lost - anxiety arose as to whether we would be able to help our successors by ourselves alone, but we could no longer go back even after a period of absolute obedience.