Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

The visceral demon, who called himself Andromalius, was clearly a chewy bastard.

You can only see the trained muscles and the tall ones.

Above all, the bull-like horns on both sides of my head were fucking threatening. Approximately three? It's creating a dangerous atmosphere in many ways.

And he robs Agari with a nuance that he manages the gate. The bastards who managed that were all natural serial killers. This can also be scientifically proven.

Anyway, it's the paladins' job to think about such a gate, not mine. Now I just want to run away and lie at home with my feet extended and sleep.

"Brother Bakerell! Fuck you! You can't even look at that motherfucker!"

"You...! You have a rough mouth!"

"That son of a bitch is rougher, motherfucker!"

Barquerel was a man of speech.

From now on, you are more likely to escape without engaging in a fugitive operation. If you have a fight that seems low in odds, you'd better just run away.

This is never cowardly.

"Captain Bakerell...! I think I'm too much! This is a sacred trial from Verde! It's a mission to complete no matter what, now we must retreat and regroup the Punitive Force and come back! I don't think we can defeat that evil demon with our power right now!"

The paladin also spit.

These were extremely violent lunatics, but they had colder judgment than anyone else in battle. I made a quick judgement that there was no quote.

Anger must be used correctly.

The wrath of the Watermelon and Turtle causes death as always, and the dead can't stand here as paladins. They survived because they had made that judgment.

"I feel so evil, motherfucker!! That son of a bitch is not normal! Do you feel it, Brother Barquerel?"

I said again as I walked through the reach.

"You evil spirit! Oh, Verde...! Of course I'm feeling it!"

"Let's go, come on! We need to link this with the lord and bring in the soldiers and catch them!"

"Brother's right! Captain Barquerel, make up your mind!"

"Got it! I'll launch a fugitive immediately!"

That's it!

After judging, Bakerell and Reach Khan rush down the hill.

"Claudie! We're the first!"

"Hmmm... Is it still a little too much for Cat to deal with?"

"If I go crazy, I'll fight, but that's not it! I think we need to grow more strength than we need to fight that thing, Mama!"

Claudie was right next to me.

Claudie, who likes to slaughter the strong, would want to fight, but that demon was so heterogeneous.

I'm not saying I can't trust Claudie, but I can't help it.

"Hehe, yes. Cat needs to be stronger in the future. Yeah, okay. It is also the virtue of a great warrior to properly judge the gap with the other."

"You're so pretty!"

Then we came down the hill.

He certainly asked us what he did. I am more likely to follow the situation for a while. We need to get a little more distance!

"Hey, nigga, what was up there?"

"Goddamn big devil!"

"I knew it! What should I do!"

"That's it!"

Winia also rolled her feet in the east.

Then let's run away!

"Neglecting such a powerful threat would be a great threat to the world! We have to fight!"

At that time, one of the priests stepped up and stopped Captain Bakerell.

You crazy son of a bitch!

"Priest Lamelin, I understand your intentions, but I believe our ability alone is impossible to subdue!"

"Captain Bakerell! I don't know without trying!"

"That's also true. But just saying the right words doesn't solve the situation! I'm judging, commander, but right now we need to retreat and set up a Punitive Force! Get out of the way!"

It was natural, but not everyone decided to retreat. Some felt the evil energy and burned down the struggle that had to be fought for in the eucharist.

"It's too late for that! He will flee, and he will be summoned by force and force to threaten the world! If it's not now, there's no chance! You have to stop them when you have a chance!"

Priest Lamelin pulls out his armed machete and shouts aloud. You're such a frustrating son of a bitch!

"Priest! If you don't see it yourself, don't speak! That's Gaoba!"

"Are you scared too!"

"Where's the son of a bitch not to be afraid to see that, you motherfucker!"

- Kung!

And as he disputed with Priest Lamelin, the sound of the shaft sounded from behind him.

"Is the seed of the gods trying to flee before this Andromalius? Strange thing. Strange thing must be the cause. I want you to answer that. Have you used the gate?"

Andromalius looked down at us on the hill and said, Amy, I knew this would happen. Of course, those bastards are fast.

Did the fugitive cross the water?

"Nigga, fuck that!"

Winia hid behind Claudie in a panic.

"That...!"

"Demon!"

"Evil Energy!"

Everyone on the scene looked up at the devil. Andromalius' hemisphere was burning, and the darkness was swirling behind his back.

"Oh, my God...!"

Priest Lamelin, who was burning his jealousy while fighting, was also terrified. The bastards who didn't see it for themselves burst into more agary.

"Captain Bakerell... I don't think I can retreat."

Until just now, the Crusader Reach Khan, who claimed retreat, aimed his sword at the devil.

Yeah, that's right.

When you can escape, you have to fight and overcome if you can't escape.

That's what competence is.

Attitudes that change flexibly with time and circumstances are indeed suitable for survival.

"Brother... I'm sorry. From now on, it seems difficult to guarantee your brother's safety. But rest assured, we'll stop him, so let the brothers run."

"Brother Bakerell...!"

"You must go to the city and inform the church of this situation!"

Barquerel took off the insignia that it was on his armor and gave it to me. At that moment, tears almost gushed out.

"If that were the case, I would certainly believe your brother and send troops! Let's go!"

He was right.

It would be good to do what he says here.

But it is.

"Claudie, Winia."

You can't run.

"You want to run away?"

I immediately asked Claudie and Winia.

"Of course you have to run!"

"I don't know? What about Cat?"

Winia flickered as if she were asking what was natural, and Claudie looked at me with a gross glance and replied.

"I am."

When I looked at it, this presentation was mine.

Certainly it was an offering to fulfill the lust, but it was a sacred service with the noble purpose of saving the human world from the threat of demons.

It was something someone had to do.

Those who are the religions of the Bronze Astronomical Society here are all those who believed my words and followed them. They never doubted me at all. Rather, with unlimited trust, he executed the devil together.

They were true good men, and Captain Bakerell said he would risk his life to get us out of here.

- Running away from here alone?

I can't tolerate that.

That's fusion.

"Brother Bakerell. The fugitive has already crossed the water. I'm afraid, but I think it's time to fight with all my might. Power should not be distributed."

"You...!"

I said as I put the insignia back on Captain Bakerell's armor.

There was no guarantee that he could escape in the first place.

Friendship and trust. That's not the only judgment. In terms of survival, we should not run away.

Do you think that Andromalius will allow us to escape?

If you are tall and muscular, you may want to bypass the Crusaders and attack each other from those who have left the pack. That is common sense and the basis of combat.

It is the end of the moment.

When power and morale fall, they become extremely disadvantaged. Who will leave the messenger alone to announce the threat? I don't think so. It is believed that if you run away, there will be a situation where you will have to fight for three things immediately.

That is why it is better to fight with a sword than to run away now.

"Do you intend to help!"

"It's embarrassing, but we also use knives."

"Thank you, thank you! Most of all, it will help! As expected, the brother was a truly faithful man!"

Barquerel was very pleased. However, the joy soon turned to the eyes of a cold warrior.

"It's a dangerous situation, though. Be sure to follow my lead. Even if it's a demon that outweighs our abilities, I will protect my brother."

"Thank you, Brother Bachelor."

Most importantly, the conversation might work.

"Nigger, you're crazy! We should run when we can!"

Winia, who saw the sight, jumped down the street.

It's right to run when you can.

However, judging by the warrior's spirit and experience, running away now was a shortcut to each individual wave.

"Winia. There is no guarantee that this will escape. Look at that leg. The moment he bypasses the Crusaders and comes after us, we have to fight for the third time. Rather than that, we'd rather all fight together here and end it."

"That one, nigga? Don't you know it? Not that one!"

I put my hand directly on Winia's head.

"You and me and the Crusader and Claudie can rub it together? Winia, trust me. If you run now, you're fucked. We have to fight, you know?"

"Ugh, really...! What are you gonna do when you search? Yeah!"

"I'm not looking. Don't worry."

Yes, I have to fight, but I can get out alive.

"Right, Claudie? You're not the one I'm looking for here, are you?"

"Huhuhu, of course. Cat's not the one who's gonna die here. I can tell."

Claudie had already thought about fighting.

Anyway, I made my advance under Barquerel's command and prepared for battle.

Andromalius may be looking at the situation or gathering information, but he was just standing on the hill looking at us.

"Are you ready to answer this question of Andromalius?"

You son of a bitch... Did you wait for me?

A more gentle daemon than I thought.

Then the conversation might work.

"...!"

Barquerel tried to scream something.

"Andromalius!"

"You?"

I immediately stopped him and shouted forward.

"I will answer your question! We have nothing to do with that daemon gate! As a mere human being, I just came to scout because the gate was discovered!"

Once the Crusaders have robbed the Devil and Agari, there will be no good. I'd rather be on my own. Barquerel is most likely to bubble into his mouth and scold the devil.

Then I glanced back at Barquerel.

- Nod.

He nods slowly.

Let's just say the facts.

"... said he came to scout."

Whether you listened to me or not, the demon looked right at me and began to speak.

"It's strange, too. Apparently, Andromalius tried to figure out the truth as soon as he felt the presence of the gate was out of control and awareness. But I felt a handicap because I was trying to be modern in the right place. It was an obvious attack. Who attacked the gate?"

This shit seems to be going awry.

In other words, Andromalius did not know the existence of the gate at all and immediately felt the destruction and came to confirm it.

It appears that the black sphere was assembled by this son of a bitch who practiced sorcery in order to become a creature, and we try to destroy it, thereby disrupting his life.

But you don't know we attacked him now?