Inferior ability user's return from the demonic realm

Neesbeck was convinced that Mizgard had been destroyed.

That's because I realized that the fog of spiritual power was beginning to disappear, and then I tried to read to Mizgard but didn't respond at all.

(WOW! Did you miss that pompous trick! Now you won't be able to sense Garm!

Neesbeck could no longer hide his impatience. There is no doubt that Mizgard was destroyed. This meant that the summoning demon from a distance could not be manipulated. If we are to continue the attack like this, we must move far from the battlefield where we are now, and from this safe place protected by the junction.

Also, even if you want to re-summon demons other than the destroyed Gulm and send them to Mattow's troops, by the time you get there, the fog-free state of Mizgard's spiritual power. As a result, we were unable to accurately sense and manipulate it, so we were unable to put in a new force.

In other words, there are two options for Neesbeck. One was to take a risk, sense the demon he had summoned, get close to the enemy until he could manipulate it, and aim for Mattow, or the second was to pull his hand without taking a risk.

And now, besides that, something unexpected was happening for Neesbeck.

"Yikes! This exorcist little girl is just as clever! You're willing to fight!

Even though Neesbeck summoned Garm, his trump card, he was held back by Marion and kept away from Mattow.

Neesbeck was attacking Marion's defensive subject's exorcist technique. In that sense, Needsbeck hasn't gone as far as he wants, regardless of Mizgard's loss.

But now that there is no Mizgard, it is only a matter of time before this mist of spiritual power clears completely. That was unnecessarily backstroking Neesbeck's emotions.

Marion's handling of Garm, the A-ranker of that institution, was very ingenious.

As Garm roared and hung on Marion, Marion unfolded the Holy Shield of Light multiple times without hesitation and withheld Garm's whereabouts, and the direction of escape was determined to be the opposite direction of the troops with Mattow.

And as Neesbeck tries to make Garm ignore Marion and turn to Mattow, Marion perseveres in pursuit of this to attack from behind around Garm's limbs with a dagger out of Raphael's coat of law.

When Marion throws Raphael's dagger and stabs him in the back leg of Garm, Garm's leg dissolves into a drool with the purifying action of a powerful sacred attribute, and he falls, and Garm is deprived of his manoeuvrability.

Marion provokes expressionlessly when he draws Raphael's dagger stabbed in Garm's leg to his hand with a thread of light.

"No more warcraft showing back to the exorcists, right? Don't you have any pride? Big wanker."

As serene as it may seem in the midst of Marion's battle, Garm progresses into the furious Marion.

"Oh, I'm scared"

Marion says so, where the hell is the word that provoked Garm, and Marion, an exorcist, flees with his back to the Warcraft. Remember to multiply the Holy Shield of Light.

This way Marion fought turned out to be very annoying for Neesbeck.

Neesbeck uses magic and sacrifice to repair Gulm whenever Gulm is wounded.

In other words, I don't know if Marion knew the price of Needsbeck's Gulm summons, but he was forced into a very poor minute war of attrition for Needsbeck.

"You little girl!

The screams left to Neesbeck's wrath have not reached Marion, but Marion feels like a summoner's impatience in the way Garm fights.

(This, the situation is moving?

And at this time, Marion felt that the fog of spiritual power was fading away.

(Ko, is this... the fog...? Yumen captured the enemy's spiritual abilities!

Marion thinks so, only for a moment makes these girls laugh.

Then, all of a sudden, Marion hits and changes the way he's been fighting and stops. And Marion was relative to Garm, who was about to strike himself.

"No more... no more need to buy time"

(Ha? What is this little girl saying...?

Neesbeck doesn't understand the meaning of this girl's words.

"My purpose was twofold. One is to cover the retreat of all the escorts. The other is to nail you here...... But I won't do it anymore. You know what that means?

"Goaaaaa!"

Garm strips his fangs, barking and leaps those dozen tons of giants, sticking his nails out of Marion's head. The chances of survival are close to zero, even if only by the giant. In addition, nails large enough to exceed Marion's height impelled him not to rip that body apart.

But Marion doesn't make it faint from the moment.

A madness claw of a giant beast named Garm strikes directly into Marion's brain weather, when...

Avoiding Marion as if the nail carrying the full weight of the garm were slippery, he glanced over the ground just a few meters to the left and right of Marion.

Severe vibrations and earthquakes at Garm's weight, but Marion did not disintegrate at all and looked up at Garm's face from the bottom.

(Nah! What the hell!?

Neesbeck looked through Garm's eyes and looked down at the exorcist girl.

(Hey, what?!

Neesbeck was stunned.

Marion unfolded the Holy Shield of Light from his own head, at an angle like a half-open umbrella, sliding Garm's linear attack with the Shield of Light. It was a craftsmanship that could not be done without courage and confidence: changing the angle of the ground surface to be received attenuated the weight of Garm's nails, deviated from them, and missed the force beside them.

It's not something you can do without considerable guts.

"I figured it out when I was fighting. He said he could take down a wanker. But I thought it would be difficult to defeat him weirdly and get many demons summoned to Miho again. Our purpose this time was to destroy the culprit who created this fog of spiritual power."

Marion laughs nicely with a soft look.

(So what are you talking about! You little girl!

Neesbeck doesn't know what Marion means, and he tries to give the busty exorcist girl, again, an order to attack Garm, but there, Yuto pops out from among the trees behind Marion.

"Mr. Marion! Are you all right! Ha!?"

(CHUCKLES) Backup! If we prolong this any longer, the fog will be thin and imperceptible!

From Miho's place, Yuto, who had rushed through the mountain forests to cover Marion, was stunned to see Marion tumbling directly beneath Garm.

But Marion turned to Yuto under Garm and smiled.

"It's okay, Yuto. I'm done with this wanker."

"To? Wanker?

When Marion said so to Yuto, he grabbed Raphael's dagger in his right hand and pointed it upward towards Garm's jaw.

Then a gentle wind with light emerges from Marion, whose soft wind begins to envelop not only Marion but also the giant of the Garm.

(Nah! Garm's not moving! What the hell is this little girl doing? What is this technique...?

The Blessed One, who was supposed to come to cover, was blinded by the powerful and pure spiritual power emanating from Marion, as he bewitched on the spot, to amass in his dagger, and, finally, was seen.

Marion's spiritually powered dagger stretches as the part of its blade sheds light. And that dagger was no longer shaped closer to Rapier than to a dagger.

"I'll go. Go home to the dark bottom, wanker."

Power cages in Marion's eyes.

When Marion jumped fuzzily, he easily pierced the jaw of a tough garm that slaughtered several of its flexing soldiers from below the garm, which was unable to move its rapiers. Marion then swung down from Garm's mandible down to his throat at once, not staying behind. The rapier arced like there was no obstacle there.

And Marion, wrapped around Raphael's coat of law, landed like an emerald feather.

Yuto was just watching the series of flows. Marion then turns his back on Garm, delivers the blade back to the dagger to a sheath scattered around the emerald and macarite, and walks in the direction of the eunuch with a clear look.

"Yuto, it's over. Join Miho."

"Huh!? Ugh, yeah, right."

Even as I answered that, Yuto saw. Behind his marion, approaching the Blessed Man, the body of Garm the High Warcraft is broken vertically in two, and from his rift is overflowing with light. And... when that light wrapped the garm around his body, the garm vanished without a trace.

(su... awesome)

The Blessed Man turns his eyes to Marion in dismay. Marion, now in front of Yuto, looked like someone else from his rookie exams.

However... Yuto has experienced this kind of scene several times in the demonic world.

Those who have experienced a life-threatening training ground, or survived relative to enemies stronger than themselves, grow up as if running up the stairs….

The Blessed Man turns his eyes to Marion's tender face.

(No way, just one time...... the struggle with the rookie exam Gaston has grown Mr. Marion to this point? If so... even if this man says he has a rare talent in combat...)

"Yuto?

"Oh, oh! Sorry! Shall we go?"

"Yes!"

Marion gave him a smile that didn't show the fatigue of the battle.

As Yuto and Marion joined Miho, Taintan revealed himself from among the grass trees and discovered a lump of charcoal that would once have been Mizgard.

Miho is not on the spot either. Considering that he probably already made his way to Mattow's main unit, Taintan impulsively runs over to Mizgard's end.

"Mi, Master Mizgard! Oh, how you look..."

Taintan reached both hands in front of Mizgard and moaned out loud.

"Mizgard... Dear Sir? You just said, Mr. Taintan, no, Taintan!

"Ha."

A girl's voice echoes from behind the Taintan, who thought no one was there, and the hasty Taintan turns back.

There stood... Miho Shitenji, the A-ranker of the World Organization of Competent Persons.

When Mattow's troops came under attack for a few moments, Caligda, Millemer's de facto ruler, nearly dropped the teacup over the saucer.

"What! Is that true!?

"Yes, it's true"

Caligda raised her voice in the reception room of the Marshal's Office in Napie, the capital of Millemar.

Right now, in front of Caliguda sits a headless man in a hooded coat.

"Check this out"

When Lokialum said so, he gave Caliguda a one picture. When Caliguda receives it, she looks at the picture and widens her dripping eyes wide.

"Ko, this is...!

Mattow and Guaran on a young day stand with a grin in the picture. And in the meantime, a woman with a tender look on her burnt skin on the day held the baby.

Rokialum laughs nigga.

"Yes, apparently His Excellency Guaran has betrayed the Marshal from the beginning."

The angry shaped caliguda let him wiggle the fat stored in his belly and grabbed the picture.

And...... at the same time that secret talks between that Caligda and the Lokialum are taking place.

A long man, thought to be a rare European and American in this Miremar, laid his mouth on coffee again in a small lounge, in the lobby of a small hotel in a city not so big. And in front of me is a girl sitting rather than a Miremar woman...... What a strange combination.

"Oh, surprisingly, coffee is delicious too."

"Thank you. Niina, would you like a cup of coffee?

"No, because I'm going now"

The Miremar girl answers courteously by stretching her spine. I could easily imagine being a good lady from that work.

When the owner of this hotel found this European and American and this girl, he had come to greet these two himself as if in a panic.

Because this girl is the only daughter of a heavy town in this town. As the owner of this hotel, we must treat it to the fullest extent possible.

"Well, thank you for an interesting conversation"

"No, I'll see you again. Say hello to your father."

"Yes, my father, Mattow, too. Today's story is beneficial. Again, please come to our mansion next time."

"Yes, let me ask you that verse."

Niina met lightly when she stood up and left the hotel with her accompanying SP.

When the hotel owner wipes the sweat gently, he turns his face to the Europeans and Americans with that incredible connection of meeting Mattow's only daughter.

"With all due respect, are you a diplomat or something? You don't seem to be a reporter from what I've seen, and you're not traveling, are you? Now Miremar is a little disturbed..."

"I'm just an ordinary person. No, here it is, hey my husband... no, I wasn't expecting a friend. That person seems to be very busy, so I'm here to help, right? But isn't it a nice city, this town called Minla?"

The customer looked loving with deep carved eyes from beneath his dull silver hair. The hotel owner didn't pry any further either. In the first place, as a hotel family person, you should not do anything that directly explores the character of your guests.

Besides, I also wondered if it was quite possible to summon Niina, Mattow's only daughter, to a meeting like this.

"I'm glad you said that to your customers. I used to be more idyllic. The democrats are looking around now, and they're a little tingly."

"Looks like it."

When this guest laughs, the hotel's owner suddenly, pleasantly, forgives him so much as he doesn't think he will meet for the first time, and even talks to the peppers about the circumstances and rumours that only the town's people know.

This customer was listening with a snort. When the hotel owner finishes the whole conversation, he bows his head to the guest.

"Okay, I don't mind anything, but please relax. Dear Gaston."

"No, this was fun ~?"

When the hotel owner turns back, Gaston mouths the coffee again.

"You're late, Yuto's husband. I knew you were being attacked? My husband at all...... I'm getting caught up in everything from the first request I finally made. He's the one who draws in all the things that really don't fit, and so does his husband."

Gaston sighs, but his face also looks happy.

"But from now on, you need me to make it a little easier - as a friend. There are so many things I need to tell my husband quickly. Those enemy powers, and Mr. Mattow's relationship with Mr. Guaran."

Gaston looked so naughty that he couldn't wait to meet Yuto.

"Would you praise me, Yuto's husband? If I gave you any information that this country is in danger of survival, rather than democratization, right now. Fine, I did my best, didn't I?"

Gaston sings his nose and puts his hands up for coffee again.