The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

Kingdom of Hermes.

In the heart of its capital, Elgrid was beating down a giant jar with his adventurers.

"Shit! What's going on? Oh, shit!

Former King, Hergrid von Hermes.

Behind him is the figure of many wounded adventurers, who accidentally look back and bite their teeth.

(Damn...... ugh! Compared to a few years ago, the adventurers have gained strength, but still a few skilled adventurers were needed to finish this one. I'm limited to three or four at best...)

Oh, man. Oh, man.

Ergrid grins bitterly as he wipes the blood back on his cheek.

- The beginning was abrupt.

It was roughly thirty minutes before the kingdom's proud court demon leaders confirmed the imminent [●] flock from the South.

Each one of them has a stature of nearly five meters, and fortunately in misfortune, each one is not as strong as -

Anyway, there's too many of them.

If you turned your gaze to the voice you heard from next door, there was a woman standing there, a familiar face from a long time ago.

"Mr. Grace......, how many are there with a light estimate?

"That's right... It takes - ku, even an estimate."

Say it and look up at the two of you.

At the end of that gaze there was no grey sky, overflowing with enough - [●] to fill the sky.

"- Billions, I guess."

Estimate lightly, billions.

I didn't want to laugh at that fact. Elgrid exhales loudly, poking at the gauntlet he put on both arms.

"Well, now that there's no Kuse party, I think I'm going to leave more than half of it to you..."

"I knew it would happen."

"You will, I knew it"

Polypoli and cheeky Grace sighs small.

At the end of his gaze, there were a few of them jumping out of the swarm that spread over him, and when he saw it, Grace...

"It's a pain in the ass..."

- Moment after moment, the surrounding integration turned into ice soil.

Flying over the sky, he froze under cold air, and shrugged loudly as the crooks in the sky were wary.

“ - I mean, bug weaknesses.

That must be... cold air.

"Lately, I've been eating and sleeping and playing with Kuse's kid. Sometimes I show you what a master looks like."

King of Ice Demons - Grace.

Once Gin's master and Kuse's master, she is.

I hoisted the edge of my mouth like he once did, laughing and showing it.

"This is... is it not good?

The man - the King of the Horn (Belzebub), who presides over [the sin of bulimia], whines small as he looks at the sight under his eyes.

At the end of his gaze, a familiar girl somewhere plays an undoubted play against a herd of herds of his own family.

(Where did you see it...?

That's what I think, I remember.

"Ah, we met at the concourse venue, if you say so"

Yes, that was when Ginn was still in school.

Sometimes Belzebub, who even thought of "eating" human beings, disguised himself as a human being and broke into the concord.

Just then, she was the one on the woman's side - Grace just as Ginn was returning to the clan.

"I see. Though I thought you weren't the only one coming to the concert with that look... but you look like a pretty strong opponent ♡"

- Maybe I should call you back, Guys.

Hmm, I thought about that, but to hear the story, it also seemed quite important that he was entrusted with the 'forest'.

Consequently, it was assumed that considerable resistance would be expected.

"Well, I don't care about you there about Guys, but if you're at work, I don't like it."

- The head of the Ringing Gods, Guys.

He once survived even when dealing with White Night and Hui Night at the same time, and was strong enough for Satan, who is not any other, to admit that he would survive fighting Gin when he was relative to Satan.

And even the present, space-time god. A guide with enough speed to escape to get away with even the white night. If we can defeat him now, that's definitely the same as Belzebub...... no, it has to be the same as Satan or more.

"That can't be anything other than that girl..."

Fu reminds me of one young man who once killed himself.

Even if you stand in adversity, it's still easy to flip that war situation.

If I were to say - [the strongest “pieces"]?

"She was strong..."

He dyes his cheeks red and whines with a woot look.

Attracted to the strong. That's same-sex - if it was a man, I'd be attracted. That is the pervert named Belzebub.

gossip.

"I don't think Guys can get away with that kid, either. I can't believe she's dead... I can't believe she's going to get away from Satan."

After a streak of convincing in himself, he looks down again.

But there was no woman there with the appearance of that girl who was rampant until earlier.

"I don't know, man."

From behind, my voice sounded.

"- Huh!?"

Stiffen your arms over your head.

"but...!?"

To his belly, a heavy fist pierces him.

Blood overflows from your mouth. Each body is blown backwards, but he jumps on top of a nearby jaw, holding his fisted belly down.

"Well...... already! There's a monster here too...!

Before Belzebub stared, Grace was floating with ice wings from his back.

A huge amount of cold air is overflowing from its body, and the relatives who were present around it instantly despair.

- Incompatible.

That's more than that, of course.

(He's... he's so strong.)

Of course, it's no big deal compared to chaos.

Still, first of all, no doubt...

(Same as me...... no, Mephisto, Satan and a level monster who can kill each other by Matomo...... ugh ♡)

I tremble unexpectedly.

He likes' man '.

But the 'strong' is better than the 'man'.

That's right, I passed the pervert.

Unmatched in the demonic realm.

"No hi ♡"

- I am a combat freak.

Grace, watching Belzebub laughing furiously, sighs with her gaze down to her own fist, which gives her cold air.

"Hmmm... I was also going to be overwhelmingly stronger than I was a few years ago... If we can't defeat him now, he's a great demon, right?

"Blame it on you ♡ Strong, smart kid, I love you ♡"

"... I don't care about you."

Unexpectedly return it to Grace as a pocan.

Belzebub, who distorted his face greatly into a 'laugh', put up both fists.

"Oh, I don't care! If I love you, that's fine! If I can fight and squirm to the top, then squirm!

To that word, to that madness.

Grace accidentally laughs bitterly.

- I see. I thought this was the type.

The character is too thick. I know I'm quite thick myself, but still this intensity is off track.

- But.

That goes on, laughing and remembering.

Our leader who even sells fights to Yen Huan Ryu.

If you take your eyes off me a little, I can't get a sign of you, belly black elf.

Stubborn, clueless, earthy dwarf.

A fool demon king with only his breasts in his little habits.

Big figures and luxury are the only fool beast kings to gain.

And somehow the longest relationship I've had is when I can't get married forever - a late reaper.

Compared to them, it's no big deal.

Fist.

Its body is solidified by protective equipment even higher than what it once used to use in its full season, and her own power is far above the full season, which she never stopped suspecting was the limit - even at the time.

"Well, recently, my apprentice left me behind, and I felt like I'd been beaten and run away, and I was stressed out."

- Hence.

She continued to laugh miserably.

"I don't know who you are, but for now, I'm gonna let you hit me with stress."

Those two fists were blowing up a huge amount of cold air.