Maouyome

A flash of sideburn is released into the demon's torso.

Blood splashes and shoots the holy air bomb, one of the sacred magic, directly in front of you where you are frightened by the wound.

Along with the shocking sound of Dofu, a labyrinth troll giant blew away, involving several bodies that had refrained from rearward.

"... I'll do it. I didn't think you were a priest."

Mr. Orolena meditates on one eye in a way he's used to.

He was shaking his sabel and putting himself in shape as he shed his blood paste and was coming right back to the side.

"I'm not a cleric. But I let you study magic carefully."

"That's a valuable experience. I'm more thankful than anything that magic holds me back. It's very comforting."

A refreshing smile brightens with sparkling white teeth.

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... I wonder what, this.

I feel quite tired there.

Should I raise my yellow voice like Ka or something?

"Ugh!

... I feel something different.

"Hey, what's wrong?... suddenly"

"Never mind the monkey in your heart just leaked"

Monkeys also leak sometimes. Maybe.

Refresh your mind and turn to the labyrinth trolls.

We lost a lot of numbers, so there were only a few left.

I didn't expect to be reunited with them here.

The memories of chasing him back in the ruins of the demon king's castle.

That was... tough.

"Oh yeah... But you didn't expect me to meet a labyrinth troll here. Is it also the labyrinth of the Dark Goddess nearby?"

Raise the sabel blade so that it can be repaired, and Mr. Orolena will also face the labyrinth troll.

I was a little concerned about the last Boyaki I added.

There's a labyrinth troll, so there's a labyrinth of the Dark Goddess?

"Is it possible that every labyrinth is fixed with the kind of demons that are born?

"Yes, but..., maybe you didn't know?

I didn't know.

Labyrinth, demons, and so on. Until six months ago, we lived a completely marginal life.

I'll snort for affirmation.

"He seemed used to fighting, so I thought he was a labyrinth explorer. The labyrinth creates demons, so I try to crush them as soon as I find them. I wonder if I have any details thanks to you."

Is it one of the tasks of the squad?

You're trying to keep the territory secure.

Looks plain tough.

Step in sharply lower your torso and Mr. Orolena jumps back into the nostalgia of the labyrinth troll.

How do I look at what I think I'm used to fighting?

Even a normal farmer's daughter everywhere.

……

... You can handle a little sword and just use magic, right?

I'm not that far from normal range, Haz.

I'd like to think you're barely hooked.

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……

That's crazy. I'm starting to feel like something's not normal.

Maybe it's because of my chi, so let's forget it.

"Geez!?

Mr. Olorena's white blade spattered the neck of the labyrinth troll.

Rather, Mr Orolena is the one who surprises me.

He said he's managing to be captain of the squad because he's inside the pope, but he's half-baked. He is blinded by the way he deals with the big labyrinth trolls with his slender body.

If it's just speed, I think Lean Shade is probably better up there. However, its foot clasp, which dominates as long as it thinks of its distance from the target in a rhythm of weaving the loose ends, can only be described as brilliant.

I wondered if he approached Fuwari, and the next moment the blade of the sabel brilliantly brings together the blood.

...... Mr. Orolena.

This guy, he's strong.

The type is different, but Adolphus, the former head of the Kingsguard Knights of the Demon King, and maybe about one another.

... Not if you're in love.

Shoot holy air into a labyrinth troll distanced from Mr. Orolena with all your strength.

The giant is bounced off and sinks into the ground with a dull sound.

"That's a power you're just stunned with. No one in this temple will be able to handle the holy air that far."

"Mr. Olorena is very strong, isn't he?"

Honestly, I had a low estimate.

I'm sorry.

"Because you didn't have to do anything but practice. Come on, let's hurry."

Cross the fallen labyrinth trolls and hurry ahead.

Aim is the exit of the forest.

I just want to say goodbye to this dangerous place.

I'd like to rendezvous with the Demon Kings if I could, but I don't even know where to go if I don't know where I'm currently.

Follow Mr. Orolena's back and rush his feet through the woods.

... if we don't know where we are.

Where do I go,... even?

Follow the refreshing and uncertain back.

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……

...... hey. Here.

"Wait, Mr. Orolena"

Calm down and stop Mr. Olorena going forward.

"Mr. Lefia? What's the matter with you?

A stopping, looking back smile bears the light.

"Where are we headed now?"

"Outside the woods, of course."

Olorena, a lost man with a refreshing smile, answers my query of a lost man who has calmed down and stopped.

"Do you know which part of the woods you're in right now?

"Ha. Oh, no, Mr. Refia. I wonder what you're asking."

Look at the look on your face that gives you plenty of room and check for relief.

Right? I'm sorry.

You were confident and leading the way.

Even when I say lost, I mean lost with everyone, and I naturally know where I can get out of the woods...

If I knew that, I wouldn't be lost.

You don't understand!

My knees fell off by accident.

Where were you headed, where were you!

"But don't worry about it. When I say forest, it doesn't spread everywhere. If we keep going straight, we'll get out someday."

"I think I can clearly see why Mr. Orolena got lost now..."

Even as a matter of course, I feel that the area around the temple becomes heavier on Mr. Orolena, who speaks very theoretically.

I regret that I followed you without thinking too deeply because you went confidently without saying anything.

... I should have checked properly to see if I was familiar with forest geography.

Now, holding his head about what to do, Mr. Orolena smiled gently, not breaking his spare look.

"It's okay. Trust me."

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……

With all due respect, will you be all right with your head, this guy?

Even though it's quite difficult to go straight in the woods.

In places where goals cannot be determined, people seem to go a long way in circles, even with the intention of being straight.

Suspiciously frowning at me, Mr. Orolena pointed to the trunk of a tree close to him.

The bat stamp is engraved at some point if you look at it.

"This is how you mark the tree. If we proceed so that trees marked at equal intervals overlap, we can proceed straight with nature. I hope you're relieved."

I shave my gaze from Mr. Orolena, who speaks slowly and gently, and look back.

When did you do that?

Looking back, indeed, the equally butt-stamped trees were lined up in sight.

"... Um, Mr. Olorena"

"You don't need an apology, do you? You just have to trust me, that's all."

... I feel my headache getting worse.

I accidentally held my head down and leaned down.

"Every bat mark is in a clearly visible position..."

"... Oh, yeah?

Look backwards as a kyoton and tilt your little neck.

I look at it strangely, but I can't help but wonder what I thought was going straight with it.

"Is that it? It's not. Doesn't it make sense to mark each of these side-by-side trees?"

"Yeah. It doesn't make sense, does it? I can't believe I wasn't sidelined..."

Zazzling trees squirm.

"Damn...... I didn't expect a marked tree to move."

"Well, there's no way a tree can move that easily."

Look out at the marked trees that stand around you and admire Mr. Orolena's stuffiness.

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Around, standing in line?

Is that it?

"... Mr. Orolena"

"What is it? I'm glad it's a positive word if I can."

"... I've heard about a demon named Trent a long time ago, does Mr. Olorena know?

"Mm-hmm. Have you only heard the story? They say it's a scary demon who eats lost travelers in the woods. He's tough because his body is made of wood, and he's a pretty strong opponent."

Seriously......

I've already been surrounded all around me.

Localized dense forest conditions if you are aware.

We're losing our escape to the blue-smelling green smell wall.

"It's okay. Trent is inherently a big character, so unless you attack him from here, he won't attack you..."

I guess I'm anxious myself.

Add capture as you step down the tension of your voice.

Unless you attack me,...... hey.

The gaze of me and Mr. Olorena is poured into one point, even though I didn't make him see me.

There, Mr. Orolena's butt stamp was engraved in great depth.