Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

On the table, colorful dishes line up.

On the right side, a cream simmer made with leafy vegetables called harpoosi.

It is a delicacy that leaves behind the firm texture of the ingredients and stains the taste of gentle cream.

In the middle is a sauté of the main dish, the Genofish.

Genofish is a D-ranked monster of aquatic habitat, but it is said that it reaches a size of 2m when it is a large one.

Nevertheless, it's only about 50 cm in size right in front of the flam, but still quite present.

The hot air rises from the surface that has been cooked by the flavoured oil.

When I inhaled the air through my nose, the fragrant and spicy smell spread all over my chest.

The interior of the barbecued skin is packed with a fluffy body.

It's going to make me covet just watching.

Even dishes with stir-fried chicken and vegetables, soups made with stock from the head area of genofish, plus freshly baked bread -

Once all the menus are in place, the three of them, Flam, Eterna and Saila, who waited a long time for the completion, immediately said, 'I'll have it!' and ate them hand in hand.

I'm happy with the momentum, and Milkit smiles, saying, "I'm sorry."

Today is the day to invite Saila to behave as a Milkit dish in order to fulfill the promise of that time.

It's obviously a fancy menu because I made it more temperamental than usual that you can't betray your expectations.

At the time of cooking, they seemed soggy and restless waiting for the completion, as Flam hugged them from behind and peeked at them, Eterna snuck up on them, and Saila imitated them and stumbled on them at last.

To be honest, I was subtly out of the way except for Flam, but I don't feel bad about it.

Because it wasn't until I met her that someone would look forward to my cooking.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Yeah, it's cheeky. Hiccup, hiccup, hiccup!

"... hey hii"

I talk with the food in my mouth, so I have no idea who's talking about what anymore.

But you tell me it's delicious, so it's strange.

Milkit didn't get any hands on his share and watched the three of them cheeks happily full of mouth.

Then a seemingly flam slices the sautéed genofish into his plate for a bite and stabs it in the fork and offers it to her.

"Yes, uh"

"Master, it's okay because you can eat it yourself"

"Or something like that. You're not moving at all. Look, uh!

"Ah, uh..."

A mill kit that opens its mouth, pushed by a rather forceful flam.

When a fish body enters it, the aromatic aroma of the fish body and spice spreads.

It did taste good, but on top of the dishes I made myself, I'm too shy to taste it.

"We're friends, those two."

"Always like that"

"My face has healed, but I don't know how to stay bandaged"

He said he only wanted Flam to see it.

"... buddy, hey"

"Yeah, like that"

Sarah and Eterna observe the two twitches and have a conversation while even carrying food to their mouths.

When I was invited home, I was suddenly greeted by that hero Eterna, and Saila is a surprise, but now she's completely adapted to the situation.

Because of your youthfulness, or did the wavelengths fit?

"Speaking of which,"

Stop the hand holding the fork and Sarah asks Eterna with a slightly more serious look.

Maria, you're with me, right?

"Yeah, for once"

"What do we do? How you doin '?

"I'm not sure because we haven't talked much. But... it felt like I was hiding something."

"... Hidden, Suka"

Sarah is not very surprised.

She pokes a fork at Harpsi and carries it to her mouth.

Chewing and swallowing with the sound of squeaking, squeaking, continues the word.

"Unlike you, Marianne is great, so there are all kinds of church situations."

"I don't trust the church...... I guess it's bad to say it in front of a nun. Sorry."

"Fine, I agree with you."

Since returning from Enicide, Saila has been moving around to find out about the lab.

But I can't grasp any information at all.

Assuming that research on that chemical is still going on - that facility was abandoned and time has passed, it must be making more progress now.

By contrast, even Auga, a less powerful monster, was powerful enough to finally defeat by two.

If it ever gets embedded in a powerful monster or an adventurer...

"Maybe we should do something difficult later."

"Yes, you do. Now I'm going to enjoy Milkit's cooking!

"I like that...... hahm"

"Hagu, hook!

The two of them emptied their heads, stuffed their freaks in their mouths and hitched to the bread.

Flam, on the other hand, somehow had a fork in his shameful mill kit, opening his mouth as he said "ahem".

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When we all finish cleaning up, the four of us sit at the table again and start exchanging information with one hand on the tea the mill kit has cooked for us.

I just want to tell you a fun story and drop Saila off if I can, but there's a situation that doesn't work either.

"I've been looking into the lab ever since, but nothing's come up."

"What about the material that said the location of Chiarali was noted?

"I think maybe the bishop of the Church of the Central District had it... but it just seemed like it was left defenseless in the room by accident then"

"I mean, the bishop knows the circumstances"

To Eterna's words, Saila nods, "Probably."

"But there are only a few places you can go after that."

"I wonder if I can attack you from a different approach, churches in other districts or something"

"The North Side cathedral is definitely impossible, so it's going to be the East Side or the West Side. But the West End... I know a couple of church knights, but I don't think that's the place, do you?

"How can you say all that?

Milkit asks.

Even though I was a little surprised at her becoming more active in the conversation than before, Sarah replied.

"There's an orphanage. Look, the West End has a lot of insecure, abandoned kids, so that's what they're protecting. In fact, you've been in there before, but I don't think it's possible to hide the secret lab over there."

Conversely, there are ways to hide it, but I guess Saila wants to believe that the church is not that far out.

Besides, the fact that she had actually stepped in meant that there was no suspicious part, at least as far as she could look into it.

"So it's the church in the East Side that's going to be looked into as it stands, or..."

"Because it seems like an area with a lot of wealthy people there, too. Hey, I don't think you can do much noticeable imitation. In the first place, the research facility itself is built externally, and there's a good chance that nothing will come out of exploring the church."

"Well, sure, there's no guarantee that the research is still going on."

What do you think?

So Eterna pinched her mouth.

"The history of human experimentation in the kingdom is surprisingly old, and I think it's more likely that it's still going on."

"Is it old?

"At least it should have been done by the time I was born."

Everyone on the spot said, 'I have no idea when that is...'

At least, I'm pretty sure they're much older than the three, except Eterna.

"The facility where the disgusting creatures were embedded with the core and stuff. The fact that we built all those facilities in the basement is proof that both the kingdom and the church were betting on it. I don't think we're going to give up to the point of crushing one place."

But her words have mysterious persuasion.

I don't think you're lying, guessing things out of the ordinary, and I guess you should think in the direction that research is still moving.

"For one thing, if you're here, I'll try to get into the East Side and Cathedral somehow and see if I can't find out."

"I'm sorry, we're totally useless"

"It's okay, because you guys have a personal interest. If the church I belong to is doing something wrong, I want it to be bright."

It's definitely the Original church that has raised her so far.

I guess I really don't even want to doubt it.

But the Church is guilty of something more than actually seeing a monster or a large number of bodies in the lab.

Evil must be brought to justice, that is what the people of the Church taught her.

"Speaking of which, what about Dayne? Do you have any idea how to crush it?

"That's right... he's been a big deal lately. Thanks to this, the West End seems like peace itself, and it doesn't involve me at all. I mean, it's hard to do the opposite because of this... hey, they're moving a big plan behind something."

"You have a bad feeling..."

"Yeah, I can't just get an overview of the plan for now, or a situation where I'm putting in an exploration while I do my request"

In the end, so far, no specific information has been obtained.

When Flam said, "You have to come to temper," everyone nodded.

There are differences in size, but it's a large organization compared to the Flams, whether it's a Dayne faction or a church.

There is no way that useful information can be found immediately, and we have to explore it in the tunnel.

Afterwards, the dinner party was held by the time the after-dinner regiment was calm and the third cup of tea was gone.

Saila said, "I'm fine! He said," But you can't just let one 10-year-old girl walk the West Side night.

In the end, Flam was going to send Saila.

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Later that night, in the alley of the West End, a man's wild scream sounded.

"Fuck, don't come... come ahhh!

When I saw it, did I say I was in my mid-20s?

It's not hard to imagine him being an adventurer, feathering a cape and wrapped in light leather armor.

The man put up the hand axe he was carrying and faced his enemies - but he has no idea how to fight an imminent threat.

If you were a person, or a monster, you might have had the means to counter it.

But the other person is just an “eye.”

Nor is it an eye-shaped compound.

By the way, it's just a human eye, just rolling closer to him.

But that number is too high.

The ground of the alley is grated, and the walls of the building surrounding it are even laid tightly on the roof, and its black eyes are uniformly staring at the man.

There is no longer an escape.

When the backsliding back hits the wall,

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!

He was convinced of his death and moaned as he sat back.

Still, an instinct to protect life wields an axe to the extent of evil.

Bullshit.

Some eyeballs crumbled with it, but water on the baking stone.

Finally, that humid sphere touches his body.

I wondered if I had reached my shoulders from toe to knee, from knee to thigh, and running up my torso - and not dived into my body.

There is no pain.

The man gasps and shudders at just the tickle and the strange feeling of foreign bodies entering his body.

And when it totally enters, it drifts from there! and new arms grew.

I also have a feeling, I can move freely.

It is indisputably a part of one's body.

"Ahhh... ahhh...!

I don't know why.

He just went a bit to threaten church officials while Dayne ordered him to.

Even so, if you think your eyeballs are falling on the ground on that way home, that number increases slightly.

And eventually it was enough to fill the path. Then when I ran away, I was hunted down, into my body, my arms, increased.

I don't understand from what to what, from 1 to 10.

What the hell am I fighting now?

But there is no answer, one eye after another climbs up as the body rolls, sinking into it.

It doesn't hurt, that's what scared me the most.

If it hurts at all, if I can scream, then my fears may have gone astray.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

My right thumb increased to two.

My legs increased to 3.

On the inside of my body, my stomach swelled to bread - no, I guess this increased to two too.

I also feel the beating of my heart pulsing a number of times by the time difference between the dormant and the dormant.

The arms had grown to five in total to the right and left.

What's more, the eyeballs get into my neck...

"Uhhh!

"Ahhh, ahhh!

A scream, unison.

Now I'm losing my head.

From the middle of the neck, a new neck stretches out as if it were a branch of a tree, lined with two identical faces.

There was a mixed consciousness, I didn't know whose body belonged, and I lost even the freedom to crawl and run.

If we are to say that this is the reward that threatened the officials of the Church, then atonement should be enough.

"Stop it, please."

"Kill me. Yeah!

"No, I don't want to die. No!

"Kill me as a human. Ooh!

Even though it is, it doesn't stop.

The eyeball kills to the point of filling his body, and enters the body.

Gradually with three or four more heads, he no longer knows who he is or what he feels - at last he is no longer a human being, neither his body, nor his mind.

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The next morning.

My men, who made me turn to church officials, are not returning.

Dayne, who was so contacted, had rarely embarked on a search herself.

He finally decided to reach out to the church to fulfill his ambition of full control of the West End.

The disruption to the flam has been much sweeter due to the effects of the genuine start of the plan.

You have to let them pay you for hurting your people.

But now it means we have important matters to prioritize over that.

Corrupt the ends first in order to keep the church in your hands.

This has been going on for a long time, and already by entertainment and bribery, several church knights and several priests have lent a hand to the Daines.

Furthermore, he reaches out to the shops in the West End where he has dealings with the church and to the inquirers who wholesale the goods to that store to ensure that they make the ground.

If we consolidate our surroundings, we will put pressure on the Church and push the knights and priests we have acquired to a higher position.

Now it was the stage of exerting that pressure - well, it was predictable, but I didn't expect them to come out to exercise their strengths so quickly.

Dayne himself went out to explore trends in the Church as well.

I have a general idea of what kind of man is lending a hand to the church, or the knight himself did it, even if he just sees how to kill, or hide a body.

Even if he was kidnapped and imprisoned, that's the same thing.

Look at the M.O., identify the enemy, determine who should be crushed.

In order to set up a future operation, you have to check it with your own eyes first.

"... hmm?

Walking down an alley not so far from the church in the West Side, he felt uncomfortable and snorted.

Then there's a smell of fresh odor coming from somewhere.

It's not a corpse, it doesn't smell blood, but it's unusual.

If you insist, it was similar to raw garbage, but more intense than that, more like condensed -

Dayne went on relying on his own nose.

And at the end of a certain corner, witness it (...).

"What the..."

So much so that even he accidentally leaks words like that, alien.

The color of the skin, the individual parts, it was human.

My hands are in the shape of hands, my feet are legs, my face.

It's just that it's not in the right place, and the numbers are ticking.

If you say so, it's just a chunk of meat with dozens of arms, legs, and heads on it, and that kind of thing, it's awesome.

"No way this guy was missing, Phil!?

I look at his face and notice.

I've also tried scanning it, but it still seems to be definitely who I was looking for.

But the head Dayne saw doesn't already perform that function.

It is like an excretory organ that just drips fluid from the mouth and nose and eyes.

Like other heads, the man's brain had grown but his consciousness had been completely lost.

"Mr. Dayne, what are you doing here... or this creature?!?

"I was here. Look at your face."

"What face... this guy, no way...!?

"I don't know what's going on, but what we're doing is it seems like we're dealing with someone more troublesome than we thought."

"Church, right"

"I guess."

I've heard black rumors for a long time, but I didn't know it was enough to create such a monster.

As Dayne pulled the knife out of her hips, she pushed her hands and feet away, touching and moving, and basically stabbed the knife into the meat mass.

"Mr. Dayne!?

His men looked panicked, but Dayne calmly cuts open the meat and checks the contents.

When the blade was pulled out, it flowed out of the incision, all forming part of the human flesh.

Particular attention was drawn to two pulsating hearts and three eyeballs among them.

When scanned, the heart displayed Phil's status, but the eyeballs were completely different.

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reward

Attribute: origin

Muscle Strength: origin

Magic: origin

Health: origin

Agility: origin

Sense: origin

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To a strange description, Dayne stumbled upon it unexpectedly.

"Ah? Origin? Oh, my God. Is this going crazy? Hey, you, give it a shot."

I tried to ask another guy to scan again, Dayne.

But he stands up with his neck tilted at a slightly tighter angle.

"Hey, don't be silly, get over here quick"

"Oh, that Mr. Dayne, I... I... what's going on now? I can't move my neck and my right hand, and I can't leave."

Until now, he had only seen it from the side, but when he saw the man directly from the front, Dayne notices the anomaly.

The man's right hand is one with his head.

He was trying to get his hair up with his right hand while Dayne was using the scan.

But as it is, my right hand stops moving, and my neck keeps leaning toward me so that I can be drawn to my arms.

"What is that face? Hey, Mr. Dayne, what's going on with me! What is the situation!? Oh, yes, it hurts... it hurts, but, agi!

The arm was completely swallowed by his head and disappeared.

Even his shoulders begin to assimilate, and his neck bends in an unlikely direction.

"Ha, no... Dei, ha, ha!

And goggy, and I thought there was a blunt sound, and the man's neck was completely broken.

The saliva drips from his mouth and wets his collar.

Still, “assimilation“ did not stop the phenomenon to be said, and the man folded smaller and smaller in front of Dayne.

Even Dayne, who has overcome many training grounds before his men, who eventually became just heads, can only be flabbergasted.

- I apparently touched something I shouldn't have.

It was too late when I realized that.

Bujiru.

With that sound, Dayne turns around and turns her back on Phil's body.

There was a boy with no face.

What's in the face change is a whirlpool of meat.

When it spirals, the bloody red liquid drips and pollutes the white shirt.

The boy, dyed crimson from shoulder to chest, stared at Dayne without moving.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Dayne's dry laugh echoes in the alley.

You'll see, I'm not the one who can win.

Before the overwhelming mighty, he could only laugh through his helplessness.

And the boy reached for Dayne.