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

Cross considered that he was formally asked to escort His Majesty the King and, at the same time, the presence of His Royal Highness the Princess would likely allow Lago to leave the King's capital as well. Because some kingdom brave men have been allowed to use the Seven Lights - even though the lonely struggle is yielding results - it makes me wonder how much credit I have received from Lago for my work. Of course, it is only fair that I (the servant) worry about that one, and it is not something I can ask the Lord very much. Therefore, when His Majesty's life was targeted, I tried to report to Largo the arrival of His Majesty's escort, even though I was not uncomfortable with it from time to time, on the basis that I could not show anyone else how to protect myself with my bare hands in the eyes of the public.

{I myself can be bound, and to some extent I am confident that I can protect the true king. But preventing physical attacks with my bare hands threatens to find out that I'm a demon. Could you give me some weapons to mislead it? Hopefully something uncomfortable that I wouldn't be too surprised to have, something that I can use my sacred power if possible.

Without such a clear designation of the name and capability of the weapon, he thought that the importance of the role assigned to him could be deduced by looking at the creation of what would be given to him.

But when the fact that the role of the cross is much more important in the largo than I thought it would be, also appears in the short time to its finish, it has been finished at a rate that I can feel enough.

That means that the next day SS will start making made-to-measure coffee as an antenna shop for intelligence gathering, and it was just two days after Lagon and his companions talked to him about the undercover he was looking for on the wipline - that is, just two days later.

Besides, it is a bespoke item. Not to mention the functionality is diverse, at first I thought it was just a stabbing weapon to stretch and shrink, emitting a holy light of sight, bullets equivalent to magic guns can be infinitely released by magic, electric shocks, and ice-column arrows can also be struck. Other efficacy could also be described as an all-purpose weapon, mounted in an assortment ranging from anti-personnel smokescreen substitute air-bomb mines to castle and large army-level killing weapons. I don't like the fact that the author was a dwarf with a bad attitude the other day, but it means he let me spend two full nights for production, so it's a range of endurance for a slave-like job. More importantly, being given this much by Master Largo was unquestionably as obvious as seeing fire the magnitude of the expectations being placed on Cross's first job.

(Thank you. After all, Lago travels entrusting himself with all of the royal castle and the holy pulse, the most important point of the kingdom.

But he looks ten years old by this national standard, but the environment in which he was born and raised is such an easy cross to throw away the evil guts forged at Demon King's Castle, which is also said to take out the eyes of the living. Here is another push of Lago's thoughts, but the question confirming his importance unexpectedly comes out with that mouth. Of course, the words are full of humility as to whether we can be so beneficial to ourselves.

"May I and others have something so wonderful?

What Cross expected from Lago's answer was, 'It's a fair reward for your work and your role here.' It was a line of assessment, but it was to give you a slightly different word of nuance than that.

"Of course, it's a lot for Cross, but I'm going to have to ask you to work hard on your own one day.

"It doesn't even have to be said. Let me do my best. ─ ─ But do we need this much to protect humans, etc?

"Right. As strange as it may be, this country will be stable and it will be easier for everyone to do their job if Cross protects the King well. And my job, of course. When everyone thinks that working hard to make it easier for the world to live, not only about themselves, but also about themselves and their people, I think that demons and humans can be happy without a relationship.

"My Lord..."

It's also natural to be surprised, and as far as Cross knows, the Demons don't think that crazy. I think that my happiness, or satisfaction, is not something else to be desired, but something worthwhile because I grasp it with my own hands. Maybe that's what happens by reason, but I don't think that my misfortune is a matter for the entire organization to which I belong - for example, the whole army of demon kings, and I don't think that my fate has been determined by the fact that the world and the world are roughly bad, etc. But many would think that human thought leads to the misfortune of others to their own well-being. Despite being of the same race, the more unhappy others who can instead distance themselves a little, the more despicable a creature seems to be a human being to be satisfied even if he is somewhat unhappy with his sense of comparison with it. The Demons have a human misfortune - which they like, but they don't want to compare it to their situation to get a sense of happiness. But the Lord intends to make everything - the world and the world - livable and stable in order to ensure the happiness of himself and his companions.

So another Largo hobby-- no, Cross's Voltage, taught something like philosophy, takes on a culmination that I've never seen before in my life. I wanted to take care of this word forever, probably spoken only to myself. The weak, greedy and persistent human beings are nasty beings who delude their desires, lean against each other but deceitfully cynical and contending, but Lago, who is an honest demon to his own desires, is told to work hard for the world around him, under self-sacrifice, thinking of his and even the happiness of all his companions.

And it is already too late for humans to realize that the ultimate purpose is to create a world in which our demons reigned as a wedge that must be in human society, deeply struck and never fallen out again.

This kind of thing made Cross proud of his own Lord, whether it be a very incomprehensible philosophy to the shallow, non-talented bovine species.

(Exactly what you deserve to be named King of the Demonic Realm.

Furthermore, Master Largo seemed to realize the ability of the cross, and, in addition to being instructed to connect the energy source of this weapon to the sacred vein, he had already indicated that he could establish a bond when asking for a weapon, thus incorporating a mechanism for the automatic granting of a bonding capacity to the metal strength complement of the weapon. And at the same time, the junction can create a thin space of air by letting it stretch, and we can be taught that there is such a kind of concealed junction that cuts information completely. Until then, the cross junction could only be tensioned with the intent to be able to cut off speech, so when using eye-catching ray moves, the demon clan felt repellent in the light itself, and so was instructed that the light blocking junction could be tensioned. It goes without saying that Cross was then to encourage him to train to master it as soon as possible. Although I'll talk about it later, but I managed to conceal the information, I couldn't even stretch it with my magic capacitor, no matter how hard I tried, that I couldn't even put up a line the size of just wrapping one deer car. A cross that realizes that if we trap humans in the juncture with this effort, we will have the problem of not being able to breathe for a long time.

Moreover, unfortunately, much of the capability of this weapon is only dangerous, making its use forbidden even in the pit of the Holy Spirit, the only place in the King's capital where Cross is free to try and hit.