Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

"Good, Elise. Then let's start the investigation now. Are you ready?"

"Absolutely!"

"I came out fully armed, too. Then let's get out!"

"I see!"

I went outside the eastern gate with Elise, who was very motivated.

With Elise, there is nothing to be afraid of.

I trust Elise that much.

I don't know her exact combat power, but her determination and spirit stemming from her firm beliefs and beliefs were stronger than mine, accepting the true truth of Fusion.

And it's basically better than me.

Even divine spells can be used, so combat power is incomparable. But it's an old story, too, and now I'm sure Elise and Vivielle will be able to do it somewhat.

That's how we got together?

The criminals of Amidizine Samaritan should just crawl into the graves of their mothers that day.

- Bugs and bumps.

I walked along a well-maintained path with Elise.

If you find an Imp a little further from the city, I intend to start investigating it. There are a lot of them, so you will find them soon.

"Oh, yes, Elise. This is what happened the last time I went to Fog Plain."

"You mean the fog plains?"

"You know what?"

"I've seen it on a map."

I'm walking now anyway, so I told you the story then.

I thought I'd let you know if I see you later because it's a pagan affair.

"There was a town of robbers who were trafficked there."

"Well, what! Is that the truth!"

"Yes! Those bastards were the ones who fed the lost travellers in the fog, killed them, took their possessions and sold them as slaves!"

"I can't believe such evil villages exist!!! I will never forgive you!!!"

When I heard the story, Elise burst into fury and fluttered her whole body.

Really none of this has changed.

"I saw him take the medicine to Stu and bring it to me. Hahaha, I immediately noticed and killed them all. The whole town was in a hurry."

"You did a really good job. Such evil hordes must be crushed to pieces!"

I told you what happened, and one day Elise, who was completely immersed in my story, looked back and forth except for the iron.

"You are a saint who never takes a day off for a just world. I am most delighted to hear such a pious story."

But it's actually not a very pleasant story.

It's more like a joke.

"But that's not the end of the story."

"What...?"

Immediately, the pagans showed up.

They were dealing with a trafficking in the town. After hearing that story, Elise literally burst into hatred and division as if she were going to curse all the evil beings of the world.

"Well, that doesn't even make sense...!"

"I've retrieved the evidence and I'll show it to you next time."

"Be sure to show it! I must inform the Church of this! The pagans were hiding in the fog plains...!"

In the plains where the fog of the Sashi-iron was so great, what purpose were pagans trafficking for?

If you look at it, there are a lot of pagans on this side.

"Phew! Saint! You seem to be overflowing with anger! This is the impetus that cannot be dried up!"

"In that case, déjàaaaah!!! Shout out loud, Elise!!"

"Very well, Dejaaaaaaah!!!"

"Dejaaaaaaah!!!"

So I am without difficulty with Elise. Dejaaaaaaaaah!! I entered the forest screaming. Because you two were doing this, it seemed like motivation was springing with unbelievable jealousy.

You evil pagan bastards!

I will kill them all and take away their wealth..!

"Haa, I can't help but feel a little soothed by the urge to join the saints."

"No, it's not true. It was just stored in your mind. If you confront an evil being, your anger will explode again!"

"I see!"

With that feeling, I started exploring without pulling a knife. I can see monsters running from here and there. I think we made too much noise.

Where are the Imps?

"Elise. But I think there are a lot of pagans around here. Neither was the untapped zone near Krashheim when we first met, nor the cochlear arch."

- Squeak!

Break through the bushes, break branches, and head into the forest.

There is a paved path right next to it, but the jungle opens up as soon as you get off the road. This is the terrain.

"There, the Kobolt Dungeon at the Undead Festival, of course, stretched out to the Isvant Groundwater, and even to the slums. The same goes for the fog plains."

I told Elise who was following my views on the pagans I had thought of until now.

"Their home must be somewhere on this side. I'm hiding there and preparing to turn the world upside down... what do you think?"

"It's the right decision. Our church is also working with other churches to search nearby. But it's also true that we haven't achieved much yet."

I looked around while having such a conversation, but I didn't see any Imps. From time to time, all I could hear was monsters fleeing.

Fuck, I can't see why.

"What is their purpose? What the hell is the point of trying to break into the city with the undead? We converted people to ghouls, we enslaved them, and the pagan giants created them..."

The question only deepens.

No, I'm not sure this is because I bought a house, but I've been thinking about it a lot lately. I don't think these pagan bastards are looking for Isvant.

Of course, gathering forces and making an invasion will not make it easy for the Lord and the Church to take down the city.

Still worrying.

"What's the point?"

I want to kill them all right now so I can get rid of these uncomfortable feelings.

"Purpose... it is likely to be the resurrection of evil gods, or some kind of evil adversary summoning a hereditary Demon King. The goal of pagans is to have a placenta like that."

I asked seriously, and Elise also gave me a serious answer.

"It's just one evil thing."

Evil God, the Devil King, it was obvious that they were the sons of bitches. Those bastards are only good for humans to search forever.

"Perhaps they intend to break the taboo of lion resurrection."

"Resurrection of lions?"

According to Elise, pagans may be poor people who study such things in order to revive the mother of the laggards in the evening.

They're literally the ones who went after Amy.

I think so, and it's starting to make sense that they're always floating around like that. You're gonna miss your lost mother for crime and murder. It is natural.

"Demons and Demons who were defeated during the idol war. There were a lot of demons. And of course, there were just as many of their followers."

In the era of madness, in the time of idolatry, good and religion. Values and ideas were all tangled up and they said they were right and killed each other.

In other words, communists, imperialists, and principalists, of course, and a myriad of forces, such as democratic thinkers, dreamers, or nationalists, fought a great war for survival. Briefly, it is said that, to some extent, such ideas combine bi-world common sense, religion and values, so that the number of forces reaches thousands.

Even in the process, the world became even more open when it flowed in and intervened with external forces such as the Demon King and demons.

In other words, it was World War II.

"Perhaps to revive their old idols, it is my personal view that, hundreds of years later, they continue to operate in a pagan vein..."

"Argh!!! It's a really scary story!"

"Hahaha, the scary story is true, but it won't matter if you have the same firm beliefs as the saints."

"Uh-huh, I'm sure. If you only eat hard, those bastards don't work."

"You're right."

I continued to explore the forest while talking to Elise like this.

After about 30 minutes, I noticed something crawling in front of me.

- Glug, Glug...!

That naughty, bizarre figure...!

Imp!

"Hey! Elise! Imp! I found an Imp!"

"Finally appeared!"

Elise, who had thunderstruck a thunderbolt, grabbed a piece of iron and ran out like a shot to the Imp. I also ran after Elise.

"Order!!!!"

"Argh!!!!"

- Scream!

When our sacred screams are heard, the Imp looks this way. When I saw the twin plates of that monster, my inhuman anger and murder soared!

"Son of a bitch from hell!!!!"

"Evil beast!!"

- Quajic!

Elise, a ruthless monster pucker, swings the iron with skill and smashes the head of the Imp at once. The original investigation was to destroy them.

- Glug!

- Glug!

"That's right! These bastards are here!"

"There are a lot of Imps!"

There was not only one Imp here.

- Glug, Glug!

- Glug!

- Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

There were so many Imps gathered here, between the bushes, on the trees, and on the back of the rock!

You disgusting bastards!

"Déjààààà!!"

"We must kill them all!!!"

- Papapod!

I immediately applied the real estate law and kicked the land's crawling Imps. - Faggot! Fierce punches and fierce kicks with profound philosophy of Fusion Buddhism burst into their bodies and heads as the sound of a gentle blow blows out every time they hit the flesh.

- Bummer!

"Die!!!"

This watermelon can never survive in front of my real estate law, which is trained by murder.

- Glug!!

- Glug!

Only then did the Imps realize the reality, but in the first place, they could never escape from here at their own pace.

- Borz-bornz!

"You crazy bastards!!!! How dare you tell me where this place is!!"

I yell at the Imps and blow them with my bare hands.

It didn't take long for the merry-go-round Imps to burn to pieces in the gut.

Compared to me and Elise's skills, the Imps' mill was just a water bomb. Level does not match. Her iron mace and all the Imps in front of my fist burst alive.

In an instant, a field of flesh was created.

It was the last of the evil creatures that matched.

"You must be the Saint!! Truly a brave and just power! The power of a saint like steel must come from a godly heart!"

Elise exclaims with admiration as she watches me as she unfolds the law.

"Elise! You must also know how to strike monsters with your bare hands! Even if you lose your weapon, the situation you have to fight will surely come to an end! Always think about it and fight!"

"You're right! The Saint was preparing in that way!"

Seeing Elise admire me, I felt like I should pass on the real estate law.

"Now, follow me, Elise! Intellectual Property Law!!!"

This was the moment!

"Poetry, real estate law!"

"Watch and learn! It's a barefoot martial arts skill with the power to process! The primitive Justice Martial Arts I created to slay only evil creatures!"

"I see!"

- Papapod!

- Borz-bornz!

Immediately, Elise skillfully imitated the movements as she presented the murderous herbs of the real estate law. Impersonation? No, that was never impersonation.

It's already in the realm of murder...!

"So, this is how you do it!"

"That's it, Elise! You're doing great!"

It would be the first law of authority in my life, but Elise's talent and fighting power completely digested the real law just once.

Is this talent...?

- Papapod!

- Borz-bornz!

"I can feel the power!"

"Good, it's real! Dejaaaaah!!!"

"De, déjààà!!!"

That's how I roared with Elise and Bill of Rights. Today, not a single Imp in this forest will survive.