Nankoufuraku no Maoujou e Youkoso

Mr. Aerial's time to come to the Fourth Area was longer than his previous rate of progress.

[Mower Knight] Enough to summon Fulcus and even afford to talk a little.

Even after my transfer, the demons of the Third Area must be struggling.

Kym and Wepal are wizard types. Instead of being so physical, magic is awesome.

I guess the magic that affects space is more appropriate to stop Mr. Aerial, who prioritizes reaching me too quickly.

We cannot ignore the rough seas and storms, or even the water blades and cannons.

With that in mind, I talked to Mr. Fulcus about one thing.

"... interesting"

She's happy with this.

And -.

Do you have Lord Remegeton?

Mr. Aerial, who came, was not unharmed, unlike before.

I have something like a fine cut all over my body. Unexposed areas of the skin also saw it from the damage to the costume.

Mr. Kym, or Mr. Forneus, if not.

[Eloquent Lord] Wind magic in the case of Kym.

[Sea Monster] For Forneus, water magic.

A warm, gentleman [sea monster], but the way it fights is intense.

It's a tremendous shock just for his giant to move, and if it bites, there's not a single one.

And I had a bit of a physical feeling on my sixth tier visit with Mira before, but he can use water magic.

It's about him who moved instantly even when he was summoned only to tail, it's hard to think that if he summoned the rest, he'd be helpless even in a 'something was falling' situation.

Even after swallowing Mr. Aerial, he must have done something.

This is the second time this Reid has swallowed an enemy. Once torn from the inside, it seemed natural to have measures in place.

He is also a demon of Demon King's Castle.

"To [Dragon Man] [Demon Man]... Apparently, the area of Lord Remegeton is next. Or is there an area available where his only subordination awaits...... Either way, we're almost there. - Lord Fulcus."

And, says Mr. Aerial.

Look at me (,,,), I said that.

The reason is simple.

Because I'm on black armor.

Her armor is magic equipment. Only those with dedicated keys can move it.

The key is not inserted and used, but only indicates the qualification of the operator.

So, Mr. Fulcus usually says he lowers it with his registration card from his neck.

I borrowed it temporarily and got into the armor.

The cockpit is simple. There are seats, elbows and fixtures. When you meditate on your eyes, your vision flies into the helmet of your armor.

You won't be able to judge over your appearance.

I suppress my own magic reactions.

Nevertheless.

[Storm Brave] Nothing can fool through as many as Aerial.

"... what happened to the love spear?

I don't have Mr. Fulcus' spear in my hand.

Mr. Aerial moves quickly.

He waved the holy sword in his right hand over his shoulder. The kind of move you try to stab yourself in the back, too. But the best decision.

Because the sword stopped the tip of the spear that stretched without poking him behind his back.

Shortly after, he flips his body away from the sword. Grabbed the sword immediately falling, flashing.

A blade-shaped wind swirls around and runs through it scattering slaughter from the tip of the spear to the pattern.

An attack that, in an instant, finely chops up to the stone clash and the owner, but there is the [pruning knight] Fulcus.

The moment he prevented the attack, he broke his spear and had already done his evasive action.

The engraving of the spear makes the remaining part of her hand a long side - that is, the body - allowing it to be stretched again.

Pack the distance with one foot and you'll see a poke.

The spear extends countless branches from the broken point, in a form in which only the part used for the spike grows upright. Other than that, I'm moving to wrap Mr. Aerial's holy sword and body around it.

Mr. Fulcus is protruding his ghost horns and dyeing his skin red.

An unimaginable speed and sharpness from its short body.

Mr. Aerial took the thrust with his left hand and pulled it to his side.

Mr. Fulcus' body turns forward, but she immediately leans forward and kicks the ground.

"Mmm."

His voice.

The patterned part of Mr. Aerial's grip deflects.

It was stretched straight up to the last minute, but suddenly lost its hardness.

Mr. Fulcus utilized his small body and crept through Mr. Aerial's crotch like a small animal.

Keep the spear.

Point and stretch the Stone Clash at the enemy.

"Ha ha."

Fun brave laughter.

The holy sword sprinkles the wind blade and cleaves the branched spear into snails.

He looked back forcefully, flashing his sword straight into the sideburn.

In the orbit of the sword and around it, the wind that engraves everything blows away.

There are few safe areas. Unless you take a distance and dodge it, you can say very little.

Few. That's about the body of a caretaker.

Nor does the wind blade run in the orbit carving the activator.

My sword master laid eyes on the pattern of the sword held by [Storm Brave].

Mr. Fulcus, who was leaping on the brink, landed there.

He spun magnificently as he stepped on Mr. Aerial's finger, slamming the momentum kick into his chest.

A dull, heavy noise sounds and his body blows away.

If you're a normal person, your upper body is such a kick that it disappears from the world, but there [brave man] holds it.

No, isn't that all? He seemed to deploy the armor of the air in an instant.

Pushing his sword against the floor and killing the impact, he retreated for a while with Zuzu, but eventually stopped.

"Excellent......" I found Mr. Aerial's mouth moving.

At the next moment, the three [Dragon Man] bodies that were about to be slashed by him are split up and down. A total of six solidifications became magic particles as they were, scattered.

[Brave man] Just saying, screwed up. Exceptional. Proud of its strength outside common sense [Title (Job)].

I get the most attention at the party and I get asked to be the most active. I can't even throw a party without them because that's all that matters in a dungeon offense.

We're dealing with the culmination of such a [brave man] right now.

I remember what I once said to Phoenix.

- I have company, so I can make an interesting offense.

- After I lose my people, I mean I can get them out.

- I can handle magic I can't usually use because it involves my people, in full.

I told my best friend who was worried about having overwhelming power on his own at the party not to say anything stupid.

The way you attract as a team is not the same as the way you attract as an individual.

Each one has its own charm, and [brave] can attract people either way.

Now, although Mr. Aerial did not lack all his companions.

We don't have company to get involved in, so we don't need to hesitate or take into account the attack.

"It's troubling... it's really a luxurious concern. But I'm sorry, Lord Fulcus."

I suppose you have a desire to fight Mr. Fulcus.

But then you'll give me time to make magic.

Priority issues. He chose Remegeton.

I wonder if his body has braced, there is no more. No, you must be approaching me at a tremendous rate.

Mr. Fulcus tries to inhibit it with a spear, but he doesn't stop being turned into a man-shaped wind blade.

――――

In a very short time, his rampage and - the captivity is over.

Mr. Aerial now fitted in my manipulative armor, his right hand.

I have no special eyes. [M] The reaction rate will also be compatible. There are limits to working out. It is difficult to develop capacity in areas where there is no aptitude.

Still, Mr. Fulcus once praised me for my eyes.

He praised me in the sense that I was observant.

Adventurer geek. I didn't know being a demon and my hobby would help so much.

Respected and enthusiastic on-screen adventurers. I watched their movements over and over again.

Especially the top rankers.

So, I get it.

Very, even at a speed you can't follow with your eyes.

As long as we know the start and end points, we can predict which route to run at how fast.

All you have to do is prepare your hands on the expected track.

It's hard to get the timing, but not so much impossible.

"... still (,,,)"

Mr. Aerial, whose head is out of his hand, looked up at his helmet and muttered.

- So now you're sure of something...?

That gaze could only be directed for such a short time that I thought it was an illusion, but not an eye that sees enemies, as if it were directed at friends -.

"-"

At the next moment, the sound of metal clattering sounds.

[Wind Brave] When Yuan was captured, it was new to his memory that he had difficulty getting out.

That's how strong this armor grip is.

Even though you're holding onto it with all your might, yet.

My hands, they're opening.

Turn your left hand immediately to restraint, too, but he won't stop.

Starting with Mr. Fulcus, the remaining demons turn their consciousness here, but the light flashed there.

The only thing that didn't die was [Mower Knight] other than Fulcus and me, like two.

The thunder that ran through the floor was in the shape of a person.

Puffy, the smoke rises slightly from Mr. Fulcus' body.

The thunderstorm burned him.

Still spears at the enemy, confronting him.

The others have been engraved into their [brave] men who turned into thunderbolts.

[The Brave Man of Thunder] by Skaha's "The Land of Thunder".

Good to see you again.

Mr. Fulcus responds with a spear to Mr. Skaha, who wraps up lightning.

Speaking of me, I just got out of my hand.

"I already know where you're riding."

The restraint was only a buy of time.

Yes, I've earned time.

His holy sword looms. Chest armor will be pierced soon.

"Come (,) - Agarez"

[Demon of Time] Summon Agarez to the cockpit.

"... where are we going to go if it's called for by the Lord of Staff, but isn't this a little narrow?

I know. It's a small space for two men to enter.

I leave my keys on my elbows, and I command Agarez.

"Return the armor to the owner"

"Okay, so"

If you noticed, I was on the shoulder of my armor.

"Oh, it's a little late."

It was critical.

Mr. Aerial's holy sword had just pierced the boarding seat.

I look up at him, and I see him. Well, this one's wearing a mask.

"Full swing with Fulcus."

After this, we plan to fly Mr. Fulcus to the boarding seat on Mr. Agarez's "Space Travel" and have him manipulate his armor to fight.

... I'm sorry I ventilated the cockpit, but there won't be any problems with the cockpit itself.

Mr. Agarez will be added to the remaining [Demon Man]. I can't get out that easily.

"Brilliant. You've been around a lot without freeing the corners."

"If there's ever a time to free my horn, it's time for you to leave."

"If you don't try, you know what I mean?

As such, I moved to the final area.

When you exit the stash room for staff to the final area of the tenth floor, you will be greeted by your allies.

"Welcome back, Len"

It's Ellie.

"Ah."

"That was faster than I thought, wasn't it?

"Problem?

Ni, and she laughs.

"No, waiting is not a hobby"

"Right."

"Aren't you glad you're finally fighting?

Indeed, until now, combat has been like a retreat battle, even in combat, with the help of allies.

Summon your people and flee to the back.

Are you glad you can fight the Aerials yourself?

I'll think about it. No, it's something I don't even have to think about.

I smiled at my mouth and proceeded to rendezvous with the others.