Shinka no Mi

"Hey, I wondered what would happen for a while, but isn't there proper unknown food!

In response to the mysterious demonic raid, Lune kicked in with her own desires, not to mention knowing such air while Origa and the others were on alert.

Until now, when the wilderness had continued and she had not met a food-like creature, tension had risen before her first creature in a long time.

In contrast to such a lune, Origa asks, keeping her hand on her forehead.

"... eater, question. Does this look like food to you?

"What else does it look like?

"... it was a bad way to ask. Are you going to eat this?

"It would be obvious"

"... sane?

"Are you insane?

"... it was crazy"

"I said sane!?"

To Origa's words, LuLune hits, but ignores such Lune, and Origa continues.

"... eater. This demon is an unknown demon. First of all, is that perception the same for eaters?

"Hmm? Sure I've never seen this demon..."

"...... hmm. Then you know how dangerous it is to storm such an unknown demon helplessly?

"That being said, the creatures in this hand are scattered, because I've seen them where I used to be."

"........................... Huh?

Origa doubted his ears on Lune's words.

That was understandable not only for Origa, but also for Routier and even Zola, who had lived in the dungeon until now, to be unusual.

But Lune, the person of the day, goes on without looking particularly concerned.

"Hung. I lived and did it with the demon dealership until the Lord bought it... I've seen creatures like this all the time there. Every time I got it, the owner was dying."

……

The Origa and the others were silent.

In the first place, the Origa, who do not know that Lune is a loba, such as why Lune lived in a demonic dealership, were only mysterious.

But ignoring such origa, Lune turns his consciousness to the unknown demons he defeated immediately.

"Well... the guy from the store owner got in the way of the demon dealership and couldn't eat it... I wonder what the hell he tastes like!

Origa and the others just had to pull back to Lune, who could no longer tolerate her appetite and could not stop coveting from her mouth.

- And there was another, a convulsive look on Lune's face like that.

"Dude... what a dazed face I have cancer..."

"Huh!?"

Without even letting them feel any sign at all, and to the voice inadvertently thrown at them, Origa and the others jumped away from the scene with a stifling momentum.

Then there was the shallow, dark-skinned man - Vittore of [resonance], standing, with his face drawn together.

Without feeling anything, Oliga asks calmly, sweating cold, by allowing Vittore to approach her.

"... who are you?

"Me? I 'm--"

When Vittore separated the words there, the next moment, he had a vicious grin.

"The Vittore of Resonance."

"Resonance...?

By the time Oliga accidentally listened back, he had not taken his eyes off Vittore, but his figure had already disappeared.

"Huh!? Where..."

"Right here."

"Ugh!?"

"Oh, Origa!?"

Reacting aggressively to the voice of Vittore heard from behind, Origa immediately turned her body toward Vittore, crossing her arms intact and taking a defensive stance.

At that moment, a slight impact runs on both arms of Origa and blows loudly as it is.

Seeing it, Vittore had stopped dressed with his legs up, and in that moment he could be seen turning behind Origa and letting go of the kick.

When the blown Origa manages to get her attitude in the air, she lands while worrying about her painful arm.

Zora and Routier rush over to such an origa.

"So, are you okay!?"

"...... hmm. Do something..."

"Arms, let me see." The Light of the Demon King ""

Routier wrapped her hand around the red, swollen Origa arm, from which she overflowed with soft, gentle black light.

Origa's arm, touched by that light, gradually draws the pain away and returns to its original state.

"... it stopped hurting. Thank you, Sister Lutya."

"Never mind. Than that...... all of a sudden he attacked me or he didn't do anything while I was recovering... what's the purpose?

"Oh, yeah! What are you!?"

Even though Routier and Zola asked Vittore that as he seeped in hostility, Vittore had a huge abduction without looking like he cared.

"Hmm? Purpose and nothing... I'm here to have fun."

"Fun......?

Routier unknowingly listens back, not knowing the sincerity of Vittore's words.

Then Vittore told him somewhere boring.

"Oh - but you guys can't"

"Huh!"

"Why didn't you attack me while you guys were recovering? You've decided to have a little fun."

Vittore no longer seemed to have any interest in the Routiers and continued to look like a heartfelt disappointment.

"I said I came to this land, so I came to see... the daughter of the demon king, the snake woman, and the beast man of the black cat who hated me... I don't know what kind of woman. I have a feeling it's going to be fun, but you're too weak. Well, I figured it out when I had the demon king's daughter. But stay there. You guys just exposed your purpose for coming here, and you die. That's it."

"Let me tell you...!

Routier, exasperated by Vittore's words, unleashed his magic as it was.

"" The Hand of the Demon King "!

It appeared, just as it did when it was unleashed in Zola's dungeon, a giant hand made of pitch-black flames.

Unlike in the dungeon, however, the leveling allowed both hands to appear instead of one.

Vittore turned his cold eyes everywhere and shook them off with his arms unmanipulatively against the pitch-black flaming hand, which was swung down by the stiffness of heat and momentum.

That's all, the magic of Routier scratches off, and a storm hits the Routiers.

"Damn!? Oh, no..."

"You guys really don't know anything. In the first place, if I hadn't spoken up, the Beast Man would have died in the first blow, and I wouldn't have waited to recover, and I could have given it to the Blood Festival as it was. I don't do that just to have fun for a long time. Let's hope so. It's not a big deal. It's to make the most of you."

Vittore, who had finally stopped even turning his gaze to the Routiers, who were desperately weathered by the storm, also looked and sighed at the already breathless mysterious demon.

"Damn... when I saw it in that facility, I thought it looked a lot more interesting... but I should open the lid. Really... I don't care."

The last time Vittore seeped his anger and told him to throw it away, he waved down toward the mysterious demon who was already dead.

With just that one action, a rush of faint magic poured down from overhead into the mysterious demon, and the mysterious demon's body disappeared beautifully from the spot.

"Well, I cleaned this one. Well, not from here -"

"What?"

"Am I?"

Suddenly he heard a grunting voice, and Vittore turned his gaze toward that voice.

Then, as Vittore spoke to me and Origa jumped away, from the beginning, all the way before the body of the mysterious demon, Lune continued to imagine how to cook it and what kind of dish it would taste like, staring at the bottom of the crater.

"Wow, what about my rice? What about the unknown food?

"... eater, you're lying, right?

As Origa donned to Lune, who said he was so docile to each other, he didn't care at all, Lune ignored even that, searching for the body of a mysterious demon who disappeared without leaving any more dust, and let his sight wander.

"Duh, where have you been? Scattered waiting, unknown food... where did it disappear? Nothing, in the wilderness...... I put up with patience and finally found my rice, where did it disappear?

"Ru, mr. Lune... that's it..."

Seeing a dazzling lulne, Zola accidentally covered her mouth with her hands and wept.

Not so long ago, Lune's appearance was painful and sad.

I can tell you that Zola grew up in the dungeon, because she was so pure, she accidentally burst into tears when she perceived Lune's mood, but Oliga and Routier, the owners of ordinary sensibilities, didn't know what to say more than sneer.

And it was the same with Vittore.

"Uh... I'm surprised you didn't even care about us before... you, you don't understand anything about this situation?

"Situation......? That my rice disappeared...?

"You don't understand."

Vittore stumbled on me, but as soon as I regained my mind, I looked to Lune.

"Okay. I don't feel comfortable having you around. First, I'll erase you like the demon you were before. So, after that..."

"What did you just say?

"Ah? Guru -!?"

Vittore was floating in the air when he noticed, wondering if he had suffered a slight shock to his stomach.

Besides, that blow alone crushed most of my guts and overflowed my mouth with massive amounts of blood.

When you're looking at your condition like that and solidifying, there's a look on the ground of Lune with her legs swung up.

"You turned it off."

"What, -!?"

Once again, when Lurne disappeared, Vittore was struck equally hard by the sides of his body and was blown wide to the side from floating in space.

Because during that moment Lune jumped up into the air and kicked Vittore in the ass.

To the sight, the Origa and the others can only glimpse.

"Oh, you... who the hell - thank you!?"

"It's you."

When Vittore, who was blown wide and rolled over the ground, tried to get up, not to mention Todome, Lurne slammed his heel down over its head.

Vittore, which took the form of a head-to-ground penetration, created a great crater on the land, just as when the mysterious demon was defeated by Lune in its impact.

Lightly landed, Lurne chilled away to Vittore, who, due to Lurne's previous kicks, smashed his guts as well as his bones, and lay still on the ground.

"Food grudges, absolutely."

"... I don't understand the eater"

Origa's mood just ran out of that one word.

Everything was too mysterious, both Lune's origins and his strength.

Nevertheless, the fall of Vittore, which until earlier had been hopeless, led the Origa and the others to wonder if they would finally be released from the tension - that was when.

"- Ku, ku... ku, kahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

!?

From Vittore, who was supposed to have fallen to the ground, I heard a laugh.

The Origa and the others are surprised at the appearance, and Lune also slightly lifts a single eyebrow.

Then Vittore rose up slowly as it was.

"Holy shit! It worked, it worked, didn't it? Your blow! That's funny, isn't it!?"

Vitol, who had risen, had broken bones and bled in his body as a result of Lurne's kick earlier, but from that wound a small smoke had developed and the wound was gradually healing.

The Routiers open their eyes to such a Vittore figure.

"Kee, the wound... disappears...?

"... I must have kicked your ass."

Lune also frowned at the sight, waving her legs gently as if to recall the feeling.

Vittore replies, laughing funny at the words of Lune like that.

"Oh, of course I got kicked. More powerful than I expected. Your bones and guts are all gutted up."

"Then... why, can you stand?

"Because that's the kind of body (...)"

Vitol moves to make sure his fully healed body as he rings his neck.

And...

"Well... now I know I can enjoy it. Hey, try to entertain me more...!

"Fine. Me too, what I did earlier wasn't enough. - Eat it fully."

- - Lune and Vittore clashed.