Scop Scopper Scoppest with Demon Eye King

"Ha-ha-⁉ “ If you think you're finally home, what the hell!

The Milliardo Chamber of Commerce is situated in the first class of Rosolique. It is the Lord Mirialdo of this room who is dyeing his white face in bright red and shouting in the chairman's office on the fourth floor of its main building.

Myrialdo carefully groomed his blonde hair with a finishing touch of citrus fragrance and wore skinny clothing that was well tailored to look both up and down. Around thirty years old, but the youthfulness is still noticeable on its face.

"Like I said. I've been trying to buy and beat him to the ground, so I told him the story."

Relative to the screaming Myrialdo is Lanza, the man in the robe who grabbed the Lourier.

Lanza was sitting loosely on the couch opposite Myrialdo, pouring unmade tea into her own cup.

"So I'm asking you what that means! Why now Laseheima is making a mess about the price of slaves ⁉ ●"

Miriardo shouted even more unconvinced,

"I don't know. Ask over there."

and Lanza's attitude was blatant.

Lanza is employed by Miriardo. Nevertheless, I am not reluctant to say things or attitudes because these two are special patterns of childhood taming.

"Don't you know! What the hell did you do to Berg? You!

"So don't tell me. There's no other way because they won't give in. Or should I have done it according to the discount?

He was an increasingly red-faced Myrialdo to Lanza's attitude of crushing a deal that was almost wrapped up and not even bad, but he gets stuck with words when they say discount.

For the Milliardo Chamber of Commerce, the Laseheima Chamber of Commerce is a fat guest. He is a customer who continually needs slaves for the mining of magic ore. If we compromise on prices here, it will all sound like a later deal.

Once he calmed down with his breath, Mirialdo sat on the couch himself.

"... how much have I been telling you to put away?

"Half price"

"Ha ⁉ It's impossible! You're tasting it, that shitty elf! You, too! What are you kidding me about, and yes, I'm back in silence!

Banging the table and spitting again at Myrialdo, Lanza laughed furiously as she took her mouth off the cup where she was sipping tea.

"I didn't come back for free. I have a proper souvenir. Maybe I should just say I pulled it up because I have it."

Myriad frowns at Lanza, who looks rarely good at it.

"What do you mean?

Asking Miriardo, Lanza threw the tag a little and gave it to him, a souvenir - that is, he told him about Roulier and made him listen.

"… - [Scopper]? That's a title I've never even heard of. And the nine-year-old title..."

Earlier anger had gone where, and Miriardo had a cold look as if people had changed.

He puts his hand on his jaw and circles his thoughts as he stares at the Lourier status screen floating in the void.

"Is the inheritance condition this [scoop technique]?

"I don't know. But if that's the case, it's gonna be pretty hard to inherit."

"Right. [Digging] Thank you..."

and asked Lanza, as Mirialdo had noticed furiously there.

"Don't you have to aim for inheritance?

"... I don't mind. I'm not even interested in the title."

"You're a greedless guy," replied Lanza, clapping his shoulders, "and Mirialdo looked a little frightened, unfortunate.

"How are you doing now?

"I'm letting you sleep because of the rumbling. Shall I bring him in?

Mirialdo was lost in the answer for a moment, but immediately shook his head to the side.

"No matter what you do, it's a bad time right now."

"Bad time? Is something wrong?

"... you, you've come all the way through the city and you didn't notice anything? Rosolique's been making a scene since this morning."

Myrialdo gave a look like he was heartbroken.

It was quiet out there.

"... ha"

To Lanza leaning her neck in swallowing, Miriardo began to talk about what had happened since this morning with a serious and unpleasant sigh.

That news has come that 'Three Ferocious Red' has appeared in the cold village of the north. That its "Three Ferocious Reds" came southwards towards Rosolique. that the Adventurer Alliance moved to crusade but failed.

"..." Three Ferocious Reds. "... When did you show up?

"[Heavenly Dragon's Beloved]"

"... that sucks. It's the most remote creature of the three."

"Oh, they eat humans for everything. I don't know if it's true."

You don't believe the rumors, Miriardo laughs karakara.

"It's not funny. I'm not sure about the authenticity of that hand story, but at least it's an indisputable fact that 'Three Ferocious Red' is regarded as the world's strongest red name. If you can get your eyes on something like that, it won't be a sprinkle. Is" Three Felonies Red "already in the city?

"Oh. I don't know why, but now they're wandering around the city."

"Are you making me look...?

Lanza asked in surprise, but Mirialdo shook his neck to the side.

"Commercial guilds are letting people run their use. I wanted to explore it, but you weren't here either. It wouldn't be nice to be poorly stimulated and blinded."

"That's wise."

Lanza exhales quietly.

So Mirialdo asked.

"You think we should evacuate Rosolique?

Lanza arms up and thinks.

"... no, let's stop it. I'm most afraid of moving poorly and encountering it suddenly. It's not like we're being targeted, so if you lurk around, the storm leaves."

When Miriardo nodded to Lanza's best words,

All of a sudden, a huge shock sound penetrated the office.

The two open their eyes in surprise.

A roar as if something had exploded.

From the way it sounds, the source of the sound is probably near the ground floor.

Nevertheless, the vibration was transmitted to the fourth floor, where the two were, and the clerk's office was shaking with a rattle.

The two get up quickly.

I don't know what happened.

But all I get is a bad feeling because I was talking nasty.

When they exchanged words two or three indulgently, they jumped out of the room.

The time when the sun has already passed directly above.

The two heirs and Fried, who arrived in Rosoliek, were proceeding down the city's central street.

Assuming it will be a battle, the carriage will have to wait at the city entrance and the two will be on foot.

"... it's a city with very few people."

My heir spilled like a soliloquy as I looked around.

The city of Rosolique that has come is so big that it is no less pale than Berg's.

Nonetheless, I can't see people all over the city at all.

It's like ghosttown.

"That's odd. It's not always like this. I thought it was strange because there were no people in the carriage storage, but... Maybe this was something."

"What, if something happens, people disappear from the city?

He's not gone.

That being said, Fried slipped his gaze and blamed the gaze we were peering at ourselves through the gap in the window of the building next to him. When the eyes meet, the Lord of the gaze closes the window as surprised.

"... seen from all over. There seems to be a lot of people themselves."

My successor also looks around me when I'm told, but I'm not sure if I have gaze or not.

I gave up early because my vision blurs when I get mucky and stare.

"... is that some kind of special skill?

to his successor, who asks rubbing his eyeballs,

"It's just a kind of sign detection."

and Fried replied lightly.

Even though they wonder what's going on in the city, the two of them move on.

Through the lined shops, the destination was seen in the first class of Rosolique.

The place is, of course, the Chamber of Commerce of Milliardo.

But...

…………

…………

The two stood blindly ahead of their destination.

"What's going on? Seriously, is this the place?

My heir asks Fried, but his voice is closer to the question than the question. But it is also impossible to do so. The sight that spreads before the two of us was so puzzling.

"... definitely here"

The color of confusion is also dark in Fried's voice, which I finally answered.

Naturally.

What was in front of them was ruin.

The Milliardo Chamber of Commerce that arrived showed exactly what it could say was devastated.

No further confirmation was given, and the heir stepped into the run-down Chamber of Commerce premises.

The main building of the Chambers of Commerce of Bumpy Milliardo, which was originally four floors long, was in a state where the front exterior wall collapsed from the center and the building itself tore in two. It was so strange why it could still be built without collapsing because it seemed so awful.

Turn left and there's parking space for the carriage, but now there's only a crushed carriage there.

On the right, there is a one-story annex bungalow lined up, but it is still worn out. Particularly noticeable among these are the equipped doors. The door, which looks sturdy because it is made of metal, is splendidly shaken by the object. It was as if a monster who did not know the door knob had forced the door open.

"... roulier"

Spill unexpectedly. My successor is not optimistic enough to believe that Lourier is safe in this situation.

The heir ran to the main entrance.

But it has completely collapsed there, and there is no longer anything left that can be called an entrance.

to a stand-up heir,

"- Let's climb the rubble and get inside. I don't know if there's any left. It'll be faster than looking for the back entrance."

Fried, who has caught up to me, made a sober point.

My successor nods silently. And I was just about to put my hands on a pile of rubble...

Suddenly, the debris blew up like an explosion.

"Nah-nah-nah, 8265;"

The two, who bounced backwards reflexively, immediately afterwards, look at the debris that could have been bounced and understand what had happened.

Something hit the rubble from inside the building. And that tapped "something" was breaking through a pile of rubble and showing itself outside the building - that is, in front of the heirs.

"Ha! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

It was the bloody man who broke through the rubble and showed up.

The man takes the potion out of his hips and drinks it dry while dyeing himself even more with blood in front of his heirs, vomiting.

The heir instantly checked the man's name window.

Name: Lanza

Occupation: C-Rank Merchant

Affiliation: Chamber of Commerce of Milliardo

The man who showed up was Lanza.

It was not to the knowledge of his heirs that he was the tenant who captured Lourier, but the name of the Milliardo Chamber of Commerce alone sufficiently fueled his heirs' vigilance.

"The [Demon Eye King] is the Lazeheima Chamber of Commerce..."

Lanza stood up fluttered, spilling small. Then, wipe the blood from your mouth and stare at your heir and Fried as worthy.

As his heir took a step there, Lanza hastily opened her mouth.

"Wait. I know what you're trying to say. Why don't we make a deal? If you're willing to cooperate, I'll swallow your say."

"Where's Lourier?

"It's a deal. First of all, this one..."

My heir let go of the kick.

The sudden blow hit Lanza directly, who looked like a brilliant kick in the stuff - but Lanza landed fluffy and light.

Lanza went on to say more as her defensive arm chewed her to bits and pains.

"Listen carefully. Now if you're in contention..."

Another blow. The heir kicked Lanza's belly up as much as she wanted.

"I'm asking you where you did the roulier. I'm...

My successor can roar.

But unlike earlier, Lanza didn't make it slight.

Kicking his heir, Lanza was now completely blocking and holding him in.

"I see...... You're the kind of person who doesn't make sense."

Lanza threw up small as she frowned.

The heir realized that she was angrier than she thought at this stage.

And when I could feel it, the anger was almost to what could be called a fierce state.

That's why I didn't hesitate.

The heir sends magic into both eyes to activate the [Demon Eye of the Curse]...

At that moment, behind Lanza, who was relative to his heir - his arm stretched out from the other side of the rubble, grabbing Lanza's root from behind.

"Damn it."

The arm that had been stretched was a thin arm wrapped around it with a bandage.

"- Are you ready to talk?

One woman emerged from beyond the rubble, lifting Lanza lightly with one hand.

Seeing the woman who showed up, Fried gave an eye-opening, blind look, but his heir was not the other way around.

The heir was more surprised at this moment than anyone else around for a completely different reason.

At the same time as the woman appeared, the sight of her heir somehow stained the dark.

What is this, and even if you stare into your eyes, your vision is dark.

Confused by an unintelligible situation, but soon from another angle it was found out what the darkness of vision was.

I sensed it. My heir, [Magic Sense], gave me that “darkness."

The identity of the darkness that fills the sight was immense magic.

A black mass of magic swallowed up his heirs.

The heir jumped backwards aggressively. Then I could easily escape the dark mass of magic. but instead and only this time the vision is blurred and the view distorted.

I thought it was a glitch, but the legs have power, and my head is refreshed. I feel like there's nothing wrong with my health.

Yet only vision is strange.

(This is... -)

The thought of an heir stops in a situation I don't understand. There,

"Experience reached a certain amount"

"[Demon Eye of Truth Lv1] has risen to [Demon Eye of Truth Lv2]"

The heir finally came to mind in the distorted scenery.

Today, the blurring of vision I've felt from time to time. I thought you were feeling sick because you were tired, but you weren't.

It wasn't blurry. Now it was looking right.

For example, a game has something called passive skills. It refers to skills that are automatic and always active. [The Devil's Eye of Truth] is close to it.

[Demon Eye of Curse] does not activate unless it sends more than a certain MP to the eye, but [Demon Eye of Truth] activates even the tiny magic that always flows thinly into the body. That was the identity of the poor vision that was causing the heir. The effect of the already activated [Demon Eye of Truth] was reinforced by the massive amount of magic sent in there to activate the [Demon Eye of Curse], which led to the view we are now seeing.

The successor began [magic manipulation] when he understood everything.

Now it is not automatic, but spontaneously activates and strengthens the [Demon Eye of Truth].

And...

The blur cleared up.

The blur didn't clear.

He clearly captured the identity of what was blurring his vision.

What [Demon Eye of Truth] captured was' water '.

No, liquids clearer than water filled themselves, the city, the sky, the earth, the world.

The world was submerged in water that was transparent, felt, weighed, and not even physical.

If the view in your eyes is the truth now, what an incredible shape is this world taking?

His successor forgot his current situation as well and was attacked by the illusion of being merged into the world and swallowed up.

"- Dear. Successor!

His successor returned to sanity when he was grabbed by Gassi's shoulder.

Turning to his eyes, he was grabbing his shoulder, a man who, in a submerged world, had raised a red flag from his body - Fried.

"I suggest you run away"

Fried said with a tense look he had never shown before.

"- What?... No, what are you talking about"

To an incomprehensible and wolfish heir,

"I finally get it. It is also natural that there are no people in the city. Because these creatures roam the city."

"A monster...?

To the question of his heir, Fried gives the answer only by gaze.

When the mimicking heir moved his gaze to it, there was a big, black piece of magic ahead of him - a woman at the center of which was gently lifting Lanza with one hand.

The successor confirms the name window.

Name: [Heavenly Dragon's Beloved] Sefina

Occupation: A-Rank Adventurer

Titled. A-Rank Adventurer. And even the first bright red stained name I've ever seen.

At this point I had too much information to surprise my successor.

But something amazing happened the moment I tried to look into the window again, wondering if it might be a mistake in too much information.

Name: [Heavenly Dragon's Beloved] Sefina

Occupation: A-Rank Adventurer

Assets: 0 lark

There are more names in the window.

"- What?"

I had no idea what that meant.

What do you mean, staring further into the name window,

Assets: 0 lark

Race: Semi-Dragon Race

More items. And when you gaze even more,

Race: Semi-Dragon Race

Age: 17

There were also more items in the name window.

The successor finally realized that it was there.

The name window with more items this way was somewhat similar to the status window that it was.

I realized that strange sensations like agitation swirled around my chest.

I think so.

I gaze further into my eyes so that I can be held back by that thought and stare into the name window.

However, there were no more name window items.

But I'm already expecting it. This is all I could think about.

The successor performs [magic manipulation] carefully and sends a large amount of magic into both eyes.

Conscious of trying to make the already powerful working [Demon Eye of Truth] work even harder.

And...

Age: 17

Lv: 56

- I see it.

But while the joy of grasping the true summit of the [Demon Eye of Truth] was also bound, the number 56 in sight showered cold water on the head of the heir.

Level 56 red name.

The heir finally understood what Fried meant when he said he wanted to escape.