Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

"Oh, are you finally here? I thought you weren't scared."

At the same time as I open my eyes, Garb's slightly teasing voice echoes in my ear.

followed by:

"Even I was scared the first time they brought me here. You're the only one who doesn't freak out."

And I hear the embarrassing voice of Capitan.

Shortly afterwards, I turned to the one who heard my voice, and I was relieved to see the two of them standing on the spot without any scratches.

Neither does neighbor Lorraine seem unwell at all.

The Metastatic Magic Team seems to have activated without any problems.

... Well, it's only natural to say that because Garb and Capitan can't possibly let us use something that won't activate.

"But where am I? It's dark... walls. In some cave, I guess?

Lorraine looks around intrigued.

If I look around as well, it does feel like a cave.

Terrific rock walls are slightly damp.

"... hmm? But it's bright over there."

Looking a little further away, I could see the light shining from there.

Exit of the cave, I guess.

Does that mean that the metastatic magic formation is hidden in the cave so that it is difficult to find?

That's why I haven't found it before.

Well, I don't know. But...

To us thinking so many things, Garb and Capitan looked at each other, smiled deeply,

"We're almost there. You should follow me..."

That's what Garb said and walked out.

As always, we don't know what to do, but now we can only follow them...

I hope it won't be dangerous.

"What makes you say you walk in a cave while Lord Garb invites you, like this, don't feel like going down Yellow Springs Road..."

Says Lorraine, looking at Garb's back.

Sure, Garb looks like some reaper behind him.

Residents of the post-mortem world who invite the living to places unknown anywhere.

Is the Capitan walking to follow next door a place called the Reaper Knight that is said to be such a Death Hand?

I don't know. It's just an imagination.

In fact, I don't have any hints as to where they're taking me, so I can understand you wanting to think about that.

but it's clear that they don't want to bury us apart, so don't worry.

... maybe.

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Such expectations, or trust, swayed for a moment when it reached near the entrance to the cave.

There was a sound and something huge appeared in front of us.

"What...!?

That's what Lorraine says and pulls the wand out of her hips.

I pulled out my sword the same way.

...... but Garb and Capitan don't.

On the contrary, stop by that approaching object yourself and

"Oh, all right, all right."

So he reached out and stroked his head.

I don't believe it.

However, no matter how circumstantially incredible you say it is, this is how Garb and Capitan react.

We're pulling out weapons. I can understand we're more wrong.

Me and Lorraine put our weapons back, and then,

"... Hey, Master. What the hell is that?"

That's what I asked.

What Garb's hands stroke.

It was just a giant tiger, far beyond a person's height, more than five meters long, with a full-body black tiger pattern.

That bite would easily take the head of the galb or something. It's the size.

And yet, in front of the galb, it's twisted like a cat.

He seemed to feel really comfortable being stroked, and his eyes were showing complete obedience to the garb.

"What, you know what I mean? Tiger."

"... are you kidding me?

When I went in like that, Garb laughed,

"Ha, I'm sorry. Just kidding. Of course, it's not just a tiger... it's a monster. It is a powerful demon called the Black King Tiger (Shahor Melefnamel). Wouldn't you guys know better?

That would have been a dialogue in the sense that we, the adventurers, would be more familiar with the kind of demons.

Of course, I saw what kind of seed that was.

However, that is not the problem.

That's not what I want to hear.

I don't know why I miss you.

Black King Tiger (Shahor Melefnamel) is not something that you can see if you go around it first, but a powerful demon that is said to be comparable to one army in one.

If you're going to crusade, that's the least you can do. You need platinum, platinum, or divine silver, Mithril.

It is on that level.

It's not strange to be told that a galb who caresses something like that so unwrought and casually is insane.

I'll be honest with you about that question.

"I'm not asking you what kind of demon you are... Why are you nostalgic? That's not supposed to be like nostalgia."

The Obedient Demons (Monster Tamers) know the art of reminding themselves of numerous demons in various ways, but basically it is close to humans and limited to demons whose nostalgia has been confirmed in the past.

It doesn't mean you can obey any demon.

That is why, once every hundred years, much praise and honor is given to those who obey the mighty demons on a miraculous tour.

If Garb is a Monster Tamer and follows the Black King Tiger, he will surely be able to join the legend.

But that's my question, Garb.

"It's not like you miss me. This guy is just nostalgic for my blood... I mean, look, you come here too, Lent"

That's what invites me.

I don't like it, I don't want to get near it, I'm scared.

Such an excuse never applied to Garb, the master, and if he stood on the spot, he was pulled and brought to the front of the Black King Tiger (Shahor Melefnamel).

See the Black King tiger (Shahor Melefnamel) nearby again.

...... big. And scared.

I feel intelligence in those eyes. That's extra scary.

This demon is not here without thinking.

I'm here for something.

Who can tell you that's not about collecting us into one good thing and eating us to death...

Because that's what I think.

Well, if I mention that, you do it now and it'll be over there, so it's probably okay......