In the office of the president of MAOcompany the presence of the president of this company and the demon king made his usual genial smile and listened to the report of the demon woman in the entourage.
I have dispatched the Demon King and the Immortal King to the Mushroom King's dungeon, where the mother body of the Evoluator is believed to be located. It is estimated that the Onion King will be in the vanguard and the Immortal King will be in the rear, reaching the deepest part of the dungeon in three days.
"Yeah, it's good to see you're doing well. I hope you'll be able to take them down safely, because it would be a disaster to have that thing rampaging in your belly.
Although he says he's praying, his defeat is already a given for the demon king.
If there is a difference, it's only the difference in the degree of damage, which is not within the range of what the demon king expects.
Although he has faith in his subordinates, he gives them advance information to capture the dungeon and deploys the most appropriate force to deal with it.
If this fails, it means that either those two are incompetent or something happened to change the Demon King's expectations.
So what's on his mind?
"So, did you find the old man?
We found an architectural structure that looks like a research facility, from which we started to investigate and found several noblemen. Details here.
"Hmmm, you've been using this one.
The demon king looks through the documents at a speed that makes you wonder if he's reading the report that's been compiled, and he spills his opinion that he's not what he expected.
However, the demon king sees the shadows lurking behind the information, and, as if playing chess with an old comrade, he runs through the information in his head, taking a few seconds to see if it's possible to hurt his opponent's stomach from here.
''Well, I think we can all guess who conspired behind the scenes, and these noblemen are probably the ones who got their tails cut off.
Yes, I sent soldiers to suppress the evidence, but the destruction was already done.
Well, if you had left the evidence here, it would have been easier to get your head off. Oh well. There's no point in complaining about what's done, just order some shadows to continue investigating and we'll be done with this story. These stupid noblemen should just confiscate the property and get rid of them without a trace.
But you think that there is nothing more you can do with the contents of the report you were given and that it's only harassment at best.
So you decide it's a waste of time to waste any more time.
But I'll make sure they get what they deserve. We dragged out that thing. I'm sure he was prepared for that as well.
But the demon king won't let this lame treatment end there.
Evvia, how do you think I should make it up to you?
"As you wish.
With this event, the Demon King's faction has lost a general who is the administrator of the dungeon.
It's obvious that it will take a lot of time to fill it.
More than anything else, the demon king is calm and angry after losing his trusted subordinate and vows to take revenge.
There's not a shred of forgiveness on his face as he plans to avenge his subordinate's disappointment.
Evvia, who follows his heart, bows her head quietly without replying.
Later, eight barons and one count will be decapitated for treason.
The demon king, who is trying to do it, just smiles quietly and quietly.
"For now, let's get rid of the move that's been inserted in your belly. Then we'll talk.
Another side END
Side Tanaka Jiro
A break in the dungeon is naturally far from the word quiet.
The sounds of the battle between the evoluators and the demons that intercept them, which are added from time to time, are louder than those of a bad live concert hall.
Even in the midst of such a noise, the demon is still at its own pace, or perhaps it is the demon that goes out to the front line to slaughter the enemy as if it were going to the bathroom, just as if it were drinking.
At noon on the third day of the march, I built up a position and marched on, and by the time I reached the front of the last boss, the noise became a lullaby, and I had blended in with the army to the extent that the killing spirit directed at me was a wake-up call.
It may sound good to say that I had mastered the ever-present battlefield, but the reality is that the schedule was so hard that if I couldn't do it, I would collapse from overwork.
What do you think, Jiro, about our battlefield?
"It's the worst kind of fun,
"You've grown up enough to be sarcastic! You were fine at first, but then you went quiet!
But I didn't break down mentally because of Instructor Kio.
The more we fight together, the more we learn, the more we absorb, the stronger we become.
If the goal is in front of you, you'll give it your all, even if you're still far from your back.
You pause to polish your mineral tree and wonder how to respond to your instructor's words, but you come to the conclusion that it's better to be honest with him.
If you are thrown into a place where you are going to die many times, you can reopen it. Otherwise, I would have just died. I can't tell you how many times I've had to slay the enemy because I thought you were the one I was going to kill.
"Hey, you know what, does that help?
"Totally.
This instructor put me in an environment that made me want to call him an ogre.
I couldn't get revenge on the culprit, so I took it out on him, but still couldn't reach the demon, as I replied immediately.
It's not as if it's completely useless, but if you ask me if it can still be used to inflict a fatal blow on an instructor, I'll shake my head.
I still can't imagine cutting it off.
The fact is that you haven't come to that stage yet.
The more you climb, the more you realize how strong you are.
You will!
The instructor smiles cheerfully and has a virtue in his hand.
I envy you that you have the luxury of being able to have a battle going on just a hundred meters away.
The attitude that the battlefield is the place for ogres makes me want to sigh.
Even now the ogre who came back covered in blood is drinking heavily.
I don't mind the sight as much as I did at first, but the desire to sleep in a peaceful room is growing stronger and stronger.
It ends today.
But not next time.
You will be able to find a lot more than just a few of them.
"The wolverine is a general of the demon king's army. I also appreciate your strength.
"Are you stronger than your instructor?
"Do it head-on, do it ten times and I'll win ten times.
This is neither a joke nor a laughing matter.
In a pure contest of strength, the instructor assured me that he would win, but he put a condition that it would be head-on.
That means if you deviate from that condition, you can lose.
"As an individual, he is the least strong among generals. But his strength isn't in fighting. His strength is in breeding. Even if he's not strong, his children will come for my head. Even if it's only a blow that can shave off a layer of skin, he'll deliberately create dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of individuals who can shave that skin. Otherwise, you can't become a general in the Demon King's army!
That's why, the instructor speculates, the Evoluiter may have also targeted the Mushie King.
A general who boasts of strength not as an individual, but as a troop, may in a way be one of the strongest in forming an army.
Raising a soldier takes time.
But for the Mushikoku, the conditions are lighter than for other armies.
It has the ability to deliberately produce ideal soldiers.
That means no reduction in force at low cost.
You can assemble a large, if not infinite, force, which alone is a threat.
But that's only with reason. That man has more sense than I do. I was expecting much worse traps to come this far, and they didn't. They just kept adding more of them and came at me. They're licking it.
But even so, they pose no threat to the instructor.
It seems that they were not just invading the dungeon haphazardly but were waiting for their opponent to make a move.
Sorry, Sir, I thought I was always at the front because I just love to fight.
They're eating wolverines and getting carried away. I'm strong and powerful," he said. I can see that he's eager to show off his power. That's no way I'm going to be defeated by him.
The instructor, who was laughing so cheerfully a moment ago, is now exasperated as if it were a lie.
It's a good idea to have a few peaches in your mouth.
You can peacheacheach a few peaches and the contents will be empty in the blink of an eye.
After shaking the bottle a few times to confirm this, he released the bottle toward the battlefield.
It's just by instructor standards, and from my point of view, it looked like it flew as fast as a bullet.
"d*mn, you messed up!
I asked the question I didn't want to ask when my heart was finally in the right place.
"Sir, is there any chance you can help the Kuzuri General?
"There's no ....... The wolverine was eaten and her soul is gone. The wolverine's body was eaten and transformed. All I can do is give her the keys to keep her body from hurting our people any more.
The instructor looked into my eyes and shook his head, declaring it impossible.
Then, without much emotion, he assured me that he would do it.
I see.
"Hm, you should take care of yourself instead of worrying about me. You think you care about me, but if you want to care about me, you better be stronger than me.
I'm sure the hero of the story would say there must be a way to help, but unfortunately, there's no chance of that happening to me.
And if I could save her, I'm sure the demon king's army would take action to help her as an organization.
But the action they took was not to rescue you but to defeat you.
Then I will do so.
If you've taken that option, it's probably too late.
Then this is no longer the time for me to interfere.
I've only seen him once when the training was over.
I accepted the conclusion of the question without much emotion for such a person.
But the instructor will be different.
There is no doubt that you have feelings, greater or lesser, good or bad, for that person.
This demon deserves respect for keeping it under wraps and trying to do his job.
Then we'll see about that.
It's time. It's about time.
I'll follow you. If you pull out here, you'll miss your chance to level up.
Ka, you got a good answer. Then I'll show you how it's done. And then go home and feast!
"I hope you have a good drink.
"You're it! I'll get you a fine one!
Silently fired up, I interrupt the instructor, who was about to tell me to stay behind, and volunteer to the front line.
This is the final phase, of course.
If the battle can be fought without thinking about the consequences, you can take it somewhat easier.
When you enter the dungeon, you'll find yourself behind the topless instructor.
As the instructor walked forward, the demons who had been drinking, eating, sleeping, preparing weapons, and healing will arrive one after another to complete the Hundred Demons Night Journey.
'Clear the way! I'll step forward!
The front line where you were fighting against the Evoluator is joined by a giant demon who has recovered his strength.
The demon king, who has recovered to prepare for the final battle, once again wields his powerful arm, which makes even the storm look lukewarm.
"Follow me eeeeeeeeee!
Create a storm with a single swing, chasing the back of the demon that kills the enemy and charges.
Deep inside, deep inside, deep inside, it just keeps on advancing.
Stop the evoluator, wounded by the instructor's attack, and fearlessly slice and dice the enemy, who is larger than the first.
Blowing fire, spitting acid, wielding a sickle, sending stings flying and sprinkling poison.
All of this is dispelled by a single swing of the instructor, and I and the other demons attack.
The adrenaline in my brain is pumping, I feel a rush of elation, and my opponent's movements start to look slower and slower.
At the same time the enemy was in front of you as you literally crushed the floor and rushed forward, your spinal cord was swinging down the mineral tree before you could even think about cutting it.
The enemy's foot is chopped off, and as the enemy's balance is shaken, the ogre's huge battle-axe is brought down.
"Yoshi, Tsugida!
"Oh!
Answering the ogre's voice, I leap to the next enemy.
My role as a petite demon is to slow down the tempo of the opponent's movements, and if I cut off a part of him or her with my hands and feet, those who prioritize power over speed will decide for me.
You'll be able to trust them with your back while you're fighting with them.
I've promised to drink with them while I'm helping some demons.
Between you and me, you're easier to get along with in a sense than humans.
You're off topic, but you shake off your distractions with the sound of a bomb blast at the front of the pack and run to catch up with them, circulating more magic power.
There is no one to fight a decent opponent in front of a spirited instructor who can hurt the enemy even with the shockwave and aftermath of the dust cloud in front of you.
The demon king who slaughters his enemies in order has been given the structure of the dungeon and has been made to understand in three days that he has the ability to reach the deepest part of this dungeon in no time.
The Great Hollow.
The entrance itself is as high and wide as a Tokyo Dome.
It couldn't be any smaller than that.
The space itself was like a wilderness with a ceiling like the night sky, so large that the horizon could be seen, yet it boasted an existence so large that it could be seen from any location.
''I see, that would explain the large number of breeding.
An alien in a giant cocoon would be more accurate.
The dull red-black cocoons are constantly ovulating eggs and increasing in number.
It looks like a factory that produces mass-produced goods, and the sight of it makes me feel sick.
"So, is this the endgame?
Watching the instructor's back as he gazed at the huge body, I regained my composure.
Tanaka Jiro, twenty-eight years old, with a girlfriend