From The Strongest Job of Dragon Knight, To The Beginner Job Carrier, Somehow, The Heroes are Depend

Cecil, with George, was slowly approaching the shadow in the cove, from behind.

There was a big leather bag beside the shadow.

I'm sticking my hand in that bag and waving something on the powder that glitters purple. The moment the powder and the sea came into contact, I could see it turning to a darker color.

If you believe in the reaction of the jewels, that powder uses ingredients derived from demonic stones.

... I've never heard of powdered demon stones that change the color of the ocean...

Nevertheless, it is definitely a substance that contains plenty of magic.

... I wonder what you're thinking about spreading such objects close to a city like this...

There is certainly a way to attract Warcraft and hunt them using less pure Demon Stone powder to collect the material.

However, it is usually a matter of having to be done far from the city, and if you go near the city, you will be drawn to the guards.

Now that the damage of the Warcraft has been done to the city and even the Alliance and Adventurers are going out, I even get angry that I want you to think and move a little bit.

... I haven't noticed this one yet, so I should keep asking and asking.

George and I would not have let him get away so easily if we had lined up, and Cecil walked toward the center of the cove, thinking,

"Hey, there people. What are you doing here?"

I uttered an inquiry. It's that moment.

"- Stop, sister...! 」

George made a strong voice and stopped Cecil with his hand.

The corner. Whatever you think you've come so close to quietly, Cecil immediately realizes his intentions.

The rock-crossing sand ahead we were about to walk on. Because there was a warcraft lurking there that tasted bitter juice.

"These guys... Also Jackalope"

I hid in a rock and couldn't see it from a distance, but I do. Plus, he's picking things up off the ground somehow, moving his mouth.

Seems to be eating something, said Cecil, who used his earlier experience to carefully observe the Warcraft,

"Huh...! 」

I breathed. Because,

"Ma, wait, George. That's what the Jackalopes are eating......!? 」

"Are you eating people's... fingers? 」

Jackalope and the others are eating because they were obviously part of people.

Did George notice that, too, and he gets unwittingly upset, and his voice goes up.

And it seemed to make too much noise on the boulders,

"- Ahem? What, you guys? There they are."

A man in the cove noticed this way and turned around.

He was a man with a big scar on his face. No, it's worth noting, not just the facial wounds, but the act.

"This guy... he feeds people to the Warcraft...!? 」

Spread purple powder with one hand.

With the other hand, there was a man who was feeding the body of a man whose torso had disappeared to Jackalope and the beast of warcraft by the water.