Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi no Slow na Second Life

The woman I saved, as you can guess, was human.

The knife I picked up also seems to be what she has after all.

"Thank you so much!

Woman, come to me with all your might.

"I'm a benefactor! What would have happened if you hadn't come! I'm sure Atashi must have done something geeky to the monkey!!"

What are you imagining?

That's a monkey, isn't it?

"Please come to Atashi village! Because I want to thank you properly!!"

But I became unemployed and admired myself for wandering.

Moreover, it is too dangerous to go to the habitat of the human race, which is the enemy.

"Come on in! Come with me!

"Welcome......! I don't pull! I don't pull!?"

She was a great force.

Why were you so powerful that you were about to lose to a monkey? About.

I was out of strength on the wandering, too, so I couldn't resist it, and at last it stayed what she thought.

And move.

Arrival.

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There was a village.

Needless to say, a human village.

"This is the village where you live?

"Yes! It's the village of Lax!!"

She said cheerfully.

Was it really here, in the power zone of the human race?

Though I was driven by despair, I used to walk far away.

Home, is the demonic realm far from home with the past...

"Come here, please! Because I have Atashi's house!!"

And she's coming.

It's a lump of vitality.

"Because I want my parents to see me!

I don't know what you're talking about, this girl.

Aren't I leaving myself to a hell of a stream?

But even if I rush here to escape, I can't escape with a guttery hand grabbed.

I was dragged away by cheats...

It's my father.

It's my mother.

Something made me face to face.

I felt an irresistible twist of fate.

"She saved my daughter, and I really appreciate it. Even a horse like this is an important daughter to me and the others."

across the table in a line of fathers, daughters and mothers.

What is it, this nervousness?

"Um... I'm late to name it, but I say Marika"

The woman I helped in the woods, she told me.

When I look at it again, it's young and beautiful.

Although a simple outfit like a village daughter, everyday or twisted, is visible by the way, it is rather preferable to become a family impression.

I wonder how peaceful it would be to have such a woman say 'Welcome Back' every day.

...... hmm?

No, no...

"So, uh..., your name too...?

"Oh."

I answer because even if I cut the shira, it's me.

It's Darriel.

I decided to explain everything from scratch, including why I was there.

This is a human village.

I mean, I was an enemy of the demon king's army.

Humans send brave men in to kill the Demon King.

The Demon Nation intercepts the Brave by organizing an army of Demon Kings to protect the Demon King.

That's the relationship.

Speaking of, this is enemy territory.

For me.

That's why I made it an operation that wouldn't otherwise cover it up, in order to hide only one point: 'I'm the Demon Nation'.

I succeeded in blurring about the Demon Clan and the Demon King's Army and telling them only that I was' fired from my previous job and lost on the streets'.

"So wandering through the woods... It was a disaster."

"How awful! Mr. Darriel is strong and awesome! I'm sure the second generation of bonbongs chased Darriel jealously for his ability!!"

I don't know what it is, but it pisses me off like I do, Mr. Marika.

"Mr. Darriel! If that's what you mean, live in this village!

"Huh!?"

"Guess you're not going!? Waking up is my house! Because there are so many spacious and empty rooms in vain! Good, Father!?"

Mr. Marika advances things wonderfully and forcefully.

That father, without stopping his daughter from rambling...

"Well, our village is chronically understaffed too..."

I got on.

"You're welcome to stay in the village long enough to defeat the forest beast. My daughter's right, we have a lot of empty rooms we don't use, so you can use them if you want."

No, even if they say so.

It was a difficult offer.

Well, as far as I'm concerned, being deported from the Demon King's Army, I'm thankful to be given a settlement.

As much as I'd like to ask from this side.

But the proposed settlement is a human village.

As soon as I find out who I am, a demon tribe, a dangerous place that could lead to death.

I should just stay the night at most and walk away promptly......

"... ok. I'll take care of you."

I reconsidered.

How much does life mean to me now?

Wasn't it me who was banished from the Demon King's Army and wandered around saying that everything didn't matter?

There's a place where you need me like that.

You should do everything in your power to respond.

"But I don't know anything else in my previous line of work. I hope there's something I can do to help......?

Marika's father answers the question.

"Then Mr. Darriel. I'd like you to be an adventurer.

"Adventurer?

A word unfamiliar to me in the Devil Nation.

"In the profession of registering for the guild and doing all kinds of requests. In a country village like ours, there's only one easy job unique to the countryside, but if we still have one or two, we'll treasure it."

"I see."

So, to be that adventurer...?

"What, I'm just gonna finish a little registration. Let's just do it right here."

"Huh?"

"I'm late, but I was playing guild master in this village. It's the smallest village, so there's no guild per se, and I'll just go through the registration and request process by myself."

Are you serious?

If so, are you sure you're coming?

The ritual of registering the guild of the human race.

Of course, I don't know the demons in detail, but I know the outline.

Only the human race has a system called Alliance built by the human race.

As if to balance the magic used by the Demons with what humans cannot use.

The human race can fight magic by gaining strength by belonging to the Alliance.

And we can fight each other with the Demons.

How troublesome for the Demon Nation is the adventurer unleashed by the Alliance, the brave man at its apex.

"Uh, uh, the...!

But right now, there are more pressing problems.

I just said 'the guild's system is only for the human race', which also means' only the human race can join the guild '.

In other words, the Demons cannot join the Alliance.

It doesn't make such a difference between a human race and a demon race in a painful way.

An easy way to distinguish that human demon tribe is the ritual of registering an Alliance.

In his time as assistant to the Four Kings, he had sent spies to the human side in an attempt to help his boss, but he largely failed.

Because many secret detectives have found out who they are in this guild registration.

That dreaded ritual of guild registration, right in front of you.

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I wanted to keep my identity down as long as possible, but all of a sudden, I didn't know I was gonna find out.

Yes, it is.

I thought I was dead once, this body. Whatever happens, there's nothing less!

"Regards"

"Uhm."

Mr. Marika's father - he was also the guild master of this village.

I started the registration ritual quickly.

He stabbed a tickle and a needle at my fingertips and pushed some of the blood coming up on the contract form.

Then it felt like some strange force was pouring into my body.

The force eventually stained from my skin to my flesh, and some crest floated to echo.

On the back of my hand.

"This is the end of the registration. You will be granted the protection of your guild and will benefit from all kinds of things."

"Ahhh!?!?"

"Huh?"

I was surprised.

Marika's father was surprised by the surprise.

I don't know. Interaction, but I was a mayhem.

I'm a demon.

How could the Demons pass to the ritual of registering for the Human Alliance!?

Why is that?

Why!?

A lot of confusion complicated my brain...... but only one clear answer to this question came to mind.

"I was..., human?

It was a human race, not a demon race.

So in the Demon Nation, I was accepted to sign up for a human guild that would be played.

I couldn't use magic on the Demon Clan.

Again.

Considering I was a human race would explain...!?