The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

When I took the spear from Lyao's luggage and what seemed to work, I walked out.

Forests around here are hard to walk.

At the border between Kirchna and the Islamist region, I guess there are no settlers.

If this is the forest of Siyarta, it is still easy to walk because the surrounding residents cut trees for firewood, but this place is desolate where it was not Riyama (...), etc.

"Ah, shit... I don't know..."

I can't help but say it, but I accidentally put it out in my mouth.

Even as he walks careful on an easy path to walk, a severe pain runs on his hips on some clap.

I don't think I have a broken bone because if I can't do it, it should swell with internal bleeding.

If this is the mountain walk you're effortlessly doing on your holiday, don't hesitate to take a break, but it doesn't work either.

We need to see what's going on with Carol as soon as possible.

Like stardust, I hope the sunstorm is underneath and helpful......

So, a bad idea turned my head on the pretend.

If it was the opposite of my case...

Like stardust, what happens if Carol is injured that doesn't retain a person's shape?

So, if you're still alive.

Unexpectedly, my legs stopped and my blood drew from my head.

If I do, do I have to kill Carol, just like the stardust...

The idea was too realistic and frightening.

Enough is enough...

I felt my dorsal suzi freeze, my stomach felt sick, and suddenly I felt nauseous.

Stunned, I couldn't think of anything.

A few seconds later I realize I'm stopping and I walk out again.

I can't help thinking about that.

Nothing is definitive yet......

I kept walking in the direction I marked the compass.

It's time... That's when I thought so.

Guuuuu......

It was like a beast...... I could hear the beast threatening noise like a hippo.

At a time like this......

Should I or should I not go?

Even if I did, in my condition with no strength in my lower body, I'm dubious as to whether I can beat a wild dog instead of a beast.

But Carol could be under attack.

Lyao's spear is the only consolation you have on hand......

With that in mind, I lowered my hips and it was the sleigh that brought me closer.

Oh......

As I approached, I was convinced.

I saw the wings of the dragon moving from the trees.

The grey green skin was covered with fine scales, like a southern lizard.

The faintly wet texture looks like smooth textiles or armor with plates.

What sounded like a beast's voice, it seems, was a dragon groan.

But to analyze it from limited information, the dragon is also lying there, and I don't think it's in a healthy state.

For now, it doesn't look like it's going to start rambling right now.

Hmm... and exhale, nervously, wandering around beside the dragon.

Not if you can relax and leak your voice into the pain anymore.

Whether adrenaline or something came around, the pain didn't really bother me anymore.

If the dragon is here, there must be a Dragon Knight (Dragon Rider) alive or dead, just like I fell near the stardust.

And as he went round the dragon, there was a stranger there.

I'm turning my back on this one, and it's like I'm wearing unfamiliar design clothes.

That kind of culture, it was wrapped around my head like a grey turban.

It's just hindsight, but it's not just on the top of my head, it's covering my jaw and forehead with a roll cloth.

Perhaps it is the traditional design of the Dragon Knight.

This is definitely the Dragon Knight.

And beyond that, what a king eagle there was.

It doesn't even work with Pickle, so it's probably a wreck, but from the feather color, that's a clear storm.

He fell while the dragon bit him, or he fell to a point with him.

And I also noticed that Carol was next door.

Carol walked into the spot wondering if her back was sore or something... and had her shortcut around her neck.

I mean, I was trying to self-determination.

I remember the feeling of freezing, like even ice water poured into my spinal cord.

Carol is confronted with the Dragon Knight.

The Dragon Knight, he doesn't want Carol to hurt herself, and he's yelling at Carol while she pokes something like a short knife.

I don't know if I can speak Terrorist or what, it was a language that didn't make sense to me either.

Perhaps this is the Arn language spoken in the Kokolu community.

Intonation feels closer to Shan than Terrorist, but it has a slightly more pronunciation on the nose, and I can't get used to it.

He's trying to captivate Carol, but Carol's trying to reject it and self-determination, so he's probably yelling at something like, "Stop, give up and rope it."

As soon as possible, we must do something about this situation.

If we don't process it fast, Carol dies.

I don't have time to think about operations or anything.

When I laid down my feelings, suck... and my head crossed, and the pain and nothing went away, and I felt like I had become one machine.

I walked out of the tree.

A few steps closer, Carol notices me and looks at this one.

A dragon knight noticed a change in gaze.

I try to look back.

"Hey, lizard ride."

I held a spear in my right hand on my shoulder and kicked the ground vigorously with my left foot, saying the contempt of the dragon knight I hear.

Throw the spear from close range at the same time as you step hard on your right foot.

The spear stuck doggedly in the right arm of the man, half-hearted to look back, as the momentum of the first speed remained.

Shit.

It was too early to throw.

It would have been ideal to stab him in the torso. I think I did, too, wrapped up in the thought that

The spear is pierced to tear his arm to the side, with a big knife hanging underneath it.

The one with the weapon, in other words, caused deadly damage to the opponent.

This is huge.

As I burst into the momentum as I threw the spear, I grabbed the pattern of the spear hanging right in the man's arm and hit the spear deeper from body to body.

"Gu......"

Groaning, the man stepped on his feet and did not fall.

With the bumped recoil, the momentum the five bodies had disappears.

"Huh!"

At the same time the momentum was shredded, I stepped in and kicked him to step on the man's knees.

I felt my knee bones crumble and pulled out the spear to use the kicked recoil to pull it out.

The man breaks the balance and puts one hand with a weapon on the ground.

I stuck out the spear I pulled out without getting my hair in and sewed the palm I put on the ground onto the ground.

Turn your hips on the spot and just shake your knees.

At an almost intimate distance, a knee entered the jaw of the sat man to be sucked in.

When the feeling of shooting down his chin echoed in his knees, the man collapsed to the spot as weakened.

I won.

I look at the man still for a few seconds, but even Pickle doesn't look like he's moving.

"Ha, ha... Carol, are you okay?"

Keep your eyes open from the man and say.

When I had a first victory, I felt at ease, as if people's hearts had returned.

My mind exalts and I feel the warmth after exercise in my body.

"Yes, sir"

What do you mean "yes"?

Why don't you reply to the teacher or something?

Are you sure you're okay?

Off his gaze, looking at Carol, it didn't look like there was anything else in his life.

I'm not bleeding, and it doesn't look like there's damage to my gut.

Good.

I relieved myself from the bottom of my heart.

"First, put the knife away."

"Oh, oh... yeah, you do"

Not a bluff, but a hand with Carol's short knife was trembling, really prepared until self-determination.

With a trembling hand, release the dreaded short knife from the neck and deliver it to the sheath.

Now I feel safe.

I looked back and saw the dragon.

The dragon, looking directly in the front, is falling and the rider's dragon knight (dragon rider) is attacked and unconscious, but he is not interested.

Maybe it's an animal that, unlike eagles, doesn't have trust with riders.

Control how fierce animals instinctively try to attack people, causing them to turn their fangs to the enemy side for themselves. Maybe that's the way it is.

Think about it, even when you knocked me down, it was like that.

It's really a one-tempo delay for the rider to direct the attack and then move on to the attack, but that wasn't there at all then.

That must have been a dragon who followed his instincts and attacked him on his own.

Your interest in dragons is endless, but you can leave them alone for now.

Whether it's a gut rupture due to the impact of a drop, or my spear piercing through my feathers and entering my torso stabbing me in a steep spot, it feels like a hundred million hijackings to move.

You'll die in time, and you won't be attacking me if you don't irritate me.

"Carol."

"Ugh... yeah"

Yeah.

Well, okay.

"Until just now, Lyao and Myalo were flying over. According to Lyao, the showdown seems to be this one's loss"

And I covered the situation.

"I mean, even if we wait here, things just get worse. You'll be here first, not the army of your allies who come worried."

"Wow, okay. Right..."

Carol seems kind of depressed.

I can't help it.

After handling Carol's case, when you think calmly again, things can't be as troublesome as this.

It distracts me to wonder how much trouble I have to deal with.

"You know what I mean?

"What?"

"If we stay here, it means we'll have a chaser. Let's go."

Regardless of the Dragon Knight (Dragon Rider) who was viewing from close range over the sky, it is suspicious that the clan on the ground could have recognized Carol's blonde hair.

But there's a blonde Shan here. If it turns out, it's definitely coming after me first.

Anyway, I hear that on the other side, if you're a blonde Shan, and you're a beauty, you can pull out concessions at the national policy level as consideration, with enough substitutes to be used for political dealings between kingdoms.

According to Dr. Etha's story, that actually happened about thirty years ago.

I mean, it's worth so much that it's priceless.

Regardless of whether you have information about Carol's qualities over there, someone on the ground was definitely observing the most rare dragon aerial warfare in the world.

Given that, two eagles and one dragon fell. Until that point, it would surely be grasped, and if there were a guy with good eyes or a human being watching in a telescope, it would have been blonde on one of the two. Even if it is grasped that, it is not strange.

"Sorry......"

For some reason, Carol apologized.

Instead of apologizing, for some reason, I'm crying in my eyes for remorse.

"What?

"My leg... looks bad somewhere. It hurts and I can't stand..."

………

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Uh.........................

Oh, my God.

I was taken aback and had to be stunned for a while, and all I could do was stand on the spot.

"Leave me..."

Carol said in a voice that bit the loneliness to death.

I guess I'm sincerely telling you to leave it.

Then, well, wait here for one rescue in case Klu comes first and it feels like self harm......

"That's an extraordinarily stupid dialogue (line) from what you've said so far."

"... huh?

Carol uttered a voice as small as she whispered.

"There's no way I'm leaving you."

"But if I stay here, I'll be in danger to you..."

"It's too soon to give up. Your life isn't that light."

But things are serious.

Makes me want to put one of my sighs on.

"Ha..."

It really followed me.

What do we do now......

Think about it, if you can stand and walk, it would be odd if you hadn't stood and fought when the Dragon Rider appeared.

Without even being able to do that, he went in and stuck a short knife in his neck, shielding his own life, so I don't know if it was a fracture or a flesh, but I guess he really can't walk.

... do I have to walk on my back?

The conclusion was briefly drawn with the guidance.

But how far do you walk......

Even if you can't get to the reformation, on the walk with Carol on your back, even Nica, who was based... probably takes more than a week to light.

Besides, you can see that the main streets have enemy horseback riding running around more than you lost in the showdown.

If you're one, you can use your hand to run into the woods even if you're found and run away until the chaser gives up, but not if you're carrying Carol.

Out when the chaser finds you.

Whether you hide in the woods or not, it is a gift of carriage or not.

No matter how many lives you have, it's not enough.

In the woods, we have no choice but to walk down a road without paths.

"Walk with your back..."

To confirm my determination, when I tried it out in my mouth, despair crawled up my spine.

Carol is leaner, but she has muscles, and it doesn't mean she weighs as much as an elementary school student.

Plus, chopping it up to a critical point doesn't mean you have zero luggage to carry.

No matter what marathon runner you are, if you compete for weight from fifty kilos, you won't be able to beat your amateur opponent.

If it takes a chaser, I carry Carol, I'm inferior to speed, and one day I'm going to be caught up in the math.

When I sat down to God, I was in the mood to sit down right now if using the magic of being a behoimi for Kearga to heal Carol's injuries.

The situation is as bad as God wants to ask.

Should we have prepared the sacrifice and let the Wang Eagles all go into the woods...

That way, at the expense of twenty-six eagles and several accidental deaths, twenty or so gestures are available.

With all those gestures, I could have broken through even if it took a chase......

No, no replenishment...

If it's food for one or two people, there's nothing you can't secure while walking, but there's absolutely no food for more than twenty.

I starve in three or four days......

No, not if you're thinking about such a nonconstructive thing right now.

What are we going to do?

Don't you ever dig a hole here and hide without running away?

I know only one person who must come to the rescue.

The King's sword.

She'll always be here one day, no matter what she dies.

But a day or two later, if you get here, you'll still carry Carol when you run away.

That woman would be highly agile, skilled, capable of building strength, and not always able to reach the limit, but I don't think she can walk more than me carrying Carol in that stature.

Walking in turn reduces the burden on each person, but does not double the speed.

I still can't.

Her arrival is not absolutely effective enough to allow her to see the deterioration of the situation that would result from waiting here.

After all, there's nothing else I can do to get away with it.

But if the chaser is bound to catch up, it's visible to pack early and late.

If that's the case, we need to work out something to keep us from getting caught up.

I saw the Dragon Rider who was fainting.

There is daze and blood coming from my arms......

Why don't you use this guy to do the work first...

It's going to be a loss of time, but if it's how much faster the opponent is, it's just the difference between whether the debacle stretches or not.

You should try everything in one or eight.

I took off my armor first when I caused the fainting man's upper body.

Again, although not all of them are physically fit dragons can afford loading weight, the design is a lot different, but light leather armor just like mine.

Plus, my physique isn't so muscular, it's almost the same as mine.

Continue with the armor, take the helmet, shin, clothes off, and just wear the skin.

"Yuri, what are you doing?

Carol asked me if I was anxious about my suspicious behavior.

It's a waste of time explaining, so I won't answer.

When I took my outfit off, I put it on a man, making sure he was faint.

It was the superior armor Luke prepared for me, but which way, I have to throw it away for activities after this.

I lay on my back when I forced a man to wear armor a little out of size and also put on a shin, helmet, etc.

So I looked around and brought the biggest stone possible.

Even during the carriage, I felt no wonder and pain in my back.

I lifted the stone as high as I could and dropped it in the face of the fainted man.

There was a messy blunt noise and the stone slipped down to the side telling his face, wondering if the man's body had convulsed.

The man's face is covered in blood and submerged.

Are you still breathing, the red blood coming out of your fractured nose was making a small red nose lantern.

When I lifted the stone again, I slapped it the same way.

Tapping him two or three times, the man stopped moving even with Pickle.

The face is crushed enough not to fasten the prototype anymore and the pink muscles are visible throughout......

Even the armor I was wearing earlier was splashed with blood.

I slammed off the bloody man's helmet and threw it with as little force as I could.

And he gently crushed the blade by tapping the first big knife the man had on a nearby stone.

I cut the tip of my ear with that blade, and the other ear with my own short knife.

Now you have my body.

Being in a clear storm, I was shaken down in the middle of a fall and, unfortunately, crashed my face into a rock on the ground and died instantly.

The Dragon Rider was safer, but as proof that he had the enemy Eagle Rider, he swept off one ear and disappeared somewhere.

The helmet covering his ear was in the way of shredding, so he stripped it abusively and threw it on the spot.

My ears are crushed on one side and not on the other.

But the armor does wear Shanian armor.

Too dodgy and naive a workmanship, but it would be better than not doing it.

Perhaps the first thing to discover is that one soldier at the end, and the enemy, though better than this one, does not have elaborate armaments in place.

I can cast doubt on the chaser side, divide and confuse opinions...... maybe.

Satisfied that you got one body for one, the other will miss it, maybe you will make the choice......

Too convenient an idea......

………

When I looked at my hands, my hands were guzzled with blood and dirt.

Shall I wipe it with a borough cloth?

No... let's still wash it.

I feel bad......

I rinsed my hands with precious water.