Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

"The Devil's Arm is Left!"

Having seen it, I had no choice but to make a full rate. Obvious proof of subjugation would be of great benefit to me. And whatever it was, we defeated that psycho devil.

"Déjà!!!!!!!!!!"

But now the Crusaders are more important than the shouts of victory.

I only screamed once and splashed at Bakerell.

"Brother Bakerell! Are you all right?"

"Cool gasp! It's okay..."

He blinks as he vomits elongated blood.

He seems to have suffered a fatal injury.

I can't believe the Crusader who would be a superhuman would get hurt like this... A strong demon has done it. You could never win one-on-one.

Andromalius.

Clearly he was a strong demon, but the crusaders of faith and trust were also very chewy people.

Rather, it is easy to hold on to the Divine Multi-Gull Bread of these human weapons. If he had brought in a few meat-shield men, there would have been a death.

And I like the last word he has left.

- Incomplete parenting.

If that were true, he would have shown this kind of misuse even though he was incomplete. But when I look at it, it looks like it's just a give-and-fuck excuse. The original defeated dog barks louder.

Come back for answers.

I like it, but I don't have to worry about it right now.

Anyway, I won and got the loot, so I guess it's good.

"Captain Bakerell!"

By then, the runaway priest had given Bakerell a heel. The paladins who were swept away by the explosion were resting with their torso.

They will also be severely injured.

There was a huge upheaval.

If Claudie hadn't hit Makta, it might have been practically impossible to beat him. It was defeated when the Bamboo Bane killed Bakerell and crawled back to finish the fallen Crusaders.

"Nigga!"

"Oh, Winia."

- Come on!

Winia comes running with a huge bast morphing and hugs me. The last charge was a life-saving one. I felt a little fatigue, but I felt like I was recovering like a liar from Winia's chest.

"Uh-huh. Look, you said you won."

Let's go back and let him touch it.

"I thought you were fucking looking! No demons in the future! There's all those bastards!"

"Yes. Let's not get too close to the devil anymore."

I grabbed her back with a hug and gave her peace of mind. I've never seen a real exorcism demon before.

A monster that can spread a 12-to-1 spark.

He was a fucking dangerous opponent.

"Katt... how dare you show such courage."

Claudie came and touched my back neck and said,

"I'm so glad. Excellent work. Critical hits to a demon like that are proof that Cat is getting stronger. He was good with blacks, too."

"Uh-huh, that's it. I used a little strength at the end. But Claudie didn't put it in the last place, so she must have searched everything. It was a damn good one, really."

I turned the charter upside down because it burst at a time when it was clogged. As a matter of fact, my feelings are becoming sharper every day.

Still, Claudie is the biggest obstacle.

"That's what he was able to do for a while."

"I was trying to make some time rather than a gap. But wasn't Claudie able to do it on her own?"

Maybe Claudie could cook him alone. When I asked, Claudie smiled and replied.

"Hoo-hoo, Cat. No matter how bad you are, you can't be safe if you get hit by a demon like that. Crusaders were also injured in such armor."

"Is that so?"

Certainly, Andromalius' attack was immense.

A combination of power and demonic energy from the weight class. Skill to deal with four trained warriors at the same time.

The Crusaders who were struck by such a man blew their screams and flew into the sky.

It must have been a huge blow.

What the Crusaders endured was purely religious fanaticism and aspiration, and armor belonging to the finest. Even if you have to heel yourself, there will be limits in an urgent situation.

The evidence shows that Bakerell and the five Crusaders are still out of their minds. He was also seriously injured while being breaded to the heels with such armor.

No matter how badly Claudie is attacked, she won't be safe.

"When you kill a monster like that, you have to take care not to be attacked, gather information, and then aim for gaps. It's very dangerous to deal with it face-to-face."

Claudie explains that the four crusaders threw Andromalius out of his body, and at a crucial moment, Barquerel and I were able to finish neatly because they created a gap.

"Claudie, can't you win one-on-one?"

"Hmph... I don't know. How's it going? How's Cat? You think you can handle it on your own?"

"I never imagined I'd be able to deal with it."

No matter how strong she was, it was her explanation that a one-on-one duel with such a monster was no different than a gamble.

Once pushed in size and Rich, it's dangerous because it takes a critical hit the moment it allows an attack. After all, even if you can kill your opponent and win, if you take a critical hit, it's no different than losing.

You need an anvil to take charge of the front, since the damage is great on your own.

That's right.

"But if I were Kat, I'd be a man who could kill a monster like that on his own one day. Mama believes it."

"Uh-huh, yeah. Of course it should be."

Anyway, today's experience will make me stronger tomorrow. I shared some joy of victory and recovered Andromalius' arm.

"He went back alive, right? It's a shame you didn't kill him. I have arms left, but... hoo-hoo, what can I do with this? It's a pretty unusual loot."

Claudie took off her gloves and touched her arm and said, I don't know anything else, but this arm was definitely worth a fortune.

"You look like shit. But, nigga. Who can have this?"

"I will."

Makta was hit by Claudie, but the only thing missing blood is the paladins and priests, so I think I can just say 50-50. Thinking about it, the Crusaders twisted up and appeared in one place.

We went there with our arms up.

"This is our victory...!"

Barquerel cries out a small voice when he sees all the people gathered. I don't think I've recovered completely despite receiving heels.

"Argh... Long live Verde!"

"Long live...!"

"Justice triumphs...!"

Crusaders also toughly celebrated victory.

I would be delighted if I could destroy the Demon Gate, kill the powerful demon, and get the loot.

"Irresistible impulse!!!!!"

I heard it too.

"Ugh... it was worse than I thought. Demon Gate appeared, and there was a powerful demon named Andromalius... and this was his arm..."

Barquerel, who was speaking for a while, looked at Andromalius' arm as he cleaned up the situation.

"This is very serious... It must be a big deal in the church."

"Yes! This is very serious!"

The paladins and priests looked around his arms and shouted in awe. It was the devil's hand on the arm that looked really fucking nasty. When people wait for the search results in the church, they may faint.

They had a heated debate and vomited blood again, analyzing the identity of arms and demons. Internal injuries are severe.

"Once you get back to the church, it won't be too late for you to recover. First of all, calm down and enjoy the victory."

It was only after I stepped up and calmed them down that the situation was over.

Well, now that I'm going back with my arm, Barquerel thanked me.

"Thank you so much, brothers and sisters. If it weren't for you, we would have been forced to ignore this threat. All of this is like a brother's accomplishment."

"Thank you so much!"

"Thank you!"

"Of course you were, and your powers were great!"

"Truly a godly courage!"

It wasn't just Barquerel. All the search party members bowed their heads and thanked us for causing them pain.

"Oh, brothers. What did I do? The Crusaders, the priests, and the nuns all joined forces. This is the work of all of us."

"Truly humble!"

"No! This is all my brother's achievement! If my brother hadn't made this accusation, things would have gotten worse without knowing anything!"

Religious people were also good people.

They have thanked me even though they have been more severely wounded and thrown at me.

This was comradeship and brotherhood.

"Hoo-hoo, Cat. These people recognize Kat's achievements too."

"Yeah, nigga did a good job. I thought he was really gonna die when he popped out at the end, but the attack was a success."

In fact, all I did was use Hildegard's information, and why did I starring?

Well, that's a good thing.

"If it weren't for you, they'd all be dead! We're all together, we're all together!"

"Hahaha! I want to give you my scripture as a gift!"

"So am I! Do you intend to return to the Bronze Celestial Society?"

After being thanked for a while, I started preparing for my return. The paladins are still uncomfortable with their behavior, so I helped them with this.

I don't know if I'm really forced to do this.

"Brother, this arm of Andromalius..."

As I was about to leave, Bakerell approached me and said,

"Take it as a loot. Whatever it was, it wasn't the sister who was there who finished it."

Surprisingly, he seemed to give us this arm.

But I think I'll take this.

We've all done it together, but we can't be exclusive.

"Claudie, Winia."

Looking back at them, Claudie and Winia nod.

"Nigga, what do you want us to do? Just give it to the church and get your reward."

"Cat made a gap. It's all Cat's work. You can do whatever he wants."

"Thank you. I'm going to cry."

I stole my tears and told Bakerell my intentions.

"Brother Bakerell. This demon's arm belongs to all of us, of course. I will submit it to the Church immediately. We need to analyze this, because it will be easier to deal with demons in churches."

Then his face brightened as if he were a mere child.

"I see! Brother is a true believer! I can't believe you've been looking to that future!"

"It's natural. Exterminating demons is so natural as a human being."

If you give it to the church anyway, you'll be rewarded.

Is the reward a logarithm?

It will gain greater trust in the Church. That's the most important thing.

The Church is a key institution of the city.

It is easier to live in the world if you are trusted by such institutions. The paladins are in the best position in the city.

Most importantly, this information was obtained from Hildegard in the first place and was unilaterally assisted by paladins.

You cannot poison loot by yourself.

"Brother! Whatever happens to me, I will make sure you receive a fair reward! If you don't want to give it to me in the church, I'll rob the armory because I gave them all away!"

"Uh-huh, I'll only trust Brother Bakerell."

Barquerel promised me a great reward. So we had the pleasure of returning. Everyone was exhausted, and the paladins all moved around, but morale was rare.

"..."

As I walked, I recalled the sensation of cutting Andromalius' flesh with a sword.

- Violent cheer.

I feel like I'm flashing in my brain right now.

Using my inhuman abilities, Swordsmanship, I struck a powerful demon to such an extent that it was incomparable with mine. I was thrilled by the fact that it was my power.

- Flag.

I don't think I can give Claudie and Winia a rest even if I go home.