Yomigaeri no Maou

Many people were gathered inside the large conference room.

Faces of it are the adults everyone occupies an important corner of the finals and not a single person in general.

The sharpness that dwelt in each eye was a peek of confidence and perseverance that he climbed up to this seat with his own strength.

But with them like that, the situation in which the finals are placed here these days does not seem so easy to swallow.

Everyone feels somewhat anxious and anxious, although difficult to read on that look.

The information on the Logsuela Mountains related demons was what posed so many threats to them.

Besides, it was the ultimate cause of this unknown gathering in the middle of the night.

So much so that they best understand that only the head of the Final Adventurers' Union (Guildmaster) Orotos, plus the head of the Northern Union (North Master) Moitz, and Claude, the Final Lords, have a flat face, but even that they are just trying to hide it in their hearts.

However, in the corner of the room, there was a young boy and a girl, and an old woman, standing in the wrong place, and only they seemed to be true and flat.

There is a little dragon (Liga Dragon) on top of the boy's head that invites weakness all the time, but whoever pays attention to it is not in this place full of tension.

And from the other side of the big conference room door, which was going to be swallowed up by the heavy atmosphere, I heard someone running when I was almost there.

- It would be an Adventurers Union (Alliance) official.

Orotos, who thought so, stood up before that someone opened the door and approached it.

Cancer, and from the other side of the knocked door, I hear voices.

"Oh, come on!

Her voice understands how many of them have come here in that voice of fright and impatience.

I haven't told them the details, especially what kind of people are coming to visit, but just to say that the faces gathered here in the Great Chamber are now or now waiting, you can see how important they are.

Orotos opens the door and speaks to her like that.

"... ok. Okay, let me get this far."

"Yes! Right now!

Running down the stairs as it stood.

There's a reception room upstairs, and I guess I'm keeping it there now.

So much so that, again, the door to the big conference room was knocked.

"... I've brought you"

Until recently the voice was a calm, badly suppressed voice.

With the person in question, I guess it's an attitude of thinking about what you call courtesy.

Shit, and the door opened, and Orotos saw the person.

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First of all, it caught my eye to be two, not one.

However, they both looked like human beings (human beings), all the time, without any particular philosophy.

I can't even say that I'm everywhere, because of the beauty of the two of us, and the young woman, there's nothing particularly strange about it in the sense.

There was no particular surprise that there were two of them, as the porter reported that they were escorts, thinkers and a pair.

"Welcome, come… I am the head of this Union of Final Adventurers (Guild), Orotos, the one. See you later."

It turns out that whoever is inside the big conference room, all of them, is paying attention to them, but no one will say a word, I guess, because we still can't decide how we should act.

At least, Orotos, who understood that someone needed to cut the tantrum and that the role was what he was supposed to do, went in from an unusual greeting for now.

The reaction to this is such that we can see something roughly, but like a figure of the other person.

That would have made the idea that future discussions would also be a little smoother.

Of the two women in the pair, the one with blue hair and amber eyes, answered Orotos's words like that.

It has a strange atmosphere, and while it's loud, I feel intimidated that I can't breathe watching it.

Orotos knew this feeling.

"Orotos, right? I remember...... at lunch today, you let me see your face once? At that time, I looked nothing like I do now..."

When I said that, even though I knew it, Orotos opens his eyes.

Then, with a trembling voice,

"Oh, did you remember... I was just getting smaller to your excess power..."

To those words of Orotos, the woman smiles elegantly and says:

"I think your attitude was splendid among those who first met me and approached that distance. Most people... it's hard to say, but they make me look crude."

Orotos in the mood to hear such words and wonder if this is ridiculed, but if you actually think back to the experience you've had, the horror was certainly like it's not strange to coarsely resemble it.

At least, listening to the knights and adventurers who had unfolded on that scene some time after that, he said that there were a small number of people who were a long way from Orotos and the others but who were crude.

However, I still think that it could not have been done with dignity, and Orotos said so honestly.

"I certainly didn't do the crude phase...... compared to the attitudes of Lord Moitz and Lord Claude, such as my attitude, I was just frightened. From now on, I want to be more refined."

"You're a humble man. I've never dealt with many people before... but if someone like you could have come down to the city a little sooner"

I wonder how Orotos should fit into the word.

In fact, if she came to the finals so many times, the city would be in chaos, but right now, I'm also willing to say that if it were this look in front of me, there wouldn't be much more of a problem.

Orotos gets stuck in the words because he's not sure which way he wants to come (...), but the woman guessed it better.

"Of course, people in the city will have trouble coming in too big a way...... in this way. Earlier, the gatekeeper took care of me and told me about some delicious treat shops, etc. The mountains and forests are fun places, but the city is going to have a lot of fun in the city."

Orotos tilts his neck for a moment wondering if this person (...) will eat confectionery or something, to the woman's words, but that doesn't matter.

Anyway, with all this talk, I would have told the attendees of this meeting that this woman is at least a conversational presence.

With that in mind, Orotos recommends a seat to the woman in order to start talking about the future.

"I'm glad you said that, as a finalist. If you have time, tomorrow, put on someone to show you around the city. Then seats are available. This way, please - Lord Barbara."

To the last name added, those on the spot hold their breath.

Before attending, after telling them to be thorough about no other use, they were explaining who was coming here today for what.

Everyone was half-hearted and some of them claimed to be utter falsehoods, but the facts are facts.

At last everyone begins to break into the persuasion of Orotos' almost desperate attendance, and he is here.

So there are also on this occasion those who are not convinced that she is an ancient dragon (enchanted dragon)......

She - where Barbara sat in her seat, first told Norris to scream at one of the attendees on that point, the man at the meeting of the Almog Chamber of Commerce, the biggest store (oops) in the finals.

"Wait a minute! Lord Orotos seems to believe that the beautiful one is an ancient dragon, but is that what it is?

Like that.

It is in his land that the way he says it is slightly disturbing, or an atmosphere that reverses a person's nerves with the kind of voice he has put on his nose.

However, it's not surprisingly a bad guy if you go out with him, he's a beloved, fearful wife house who says he's laid on his wife's ass in his personal life, but that doesn't matter.

His words were undoubtedly the first question expected to come up on this occasion, and rather, I was grateful to him for asking frankly.

Probably, but he's figuring it out and saying.

Because there's a smile in my eyes that looks at Orotos.

While Orotos thanked him for that care, he tried to answer, but before he opened his mouth, Barbara starts talking better.

"If that's what you're worried about, it's not a rush for me to show you who you really are on this occasion. But in that case, I can't guarantee this building and your lives..."

and dialogue almost like intimidation.

In advance, Orotos had been briefed by the Lulu's that she, Barbara, was not used to the world of men, but I understand here that it seems to be true.

This would reverse the atmosphere that was about to soothe because of it...... and when Orotos tried to say something to get the atmosphere back on track for fear, a ship-eyed woman slowly opened her mouth, silently holding back behind Barbara.

"... Barbara. If you don't do that, I'll prove it."

Everyone on the spot could not understand the meaning of the dialogue, but Barbara seemed to understand it well.

Nod,

"... right. That might be a good idea...... then shzon. Please."

I said.

What do you ask for and what the hell are you willing to do?

Everyone was about to visit, and suddenly, a wind rolled into the big conference room that was supposed to be completely due.

The judgment and the curtains are shaken, and the documents placed in front of the table where the attendees put them are blown away.

The attendees covered their faces with the wind that had suddenly happened and looked around with surprise again.

The same goes for Orotos, who observes what the hell happened.

Though he now works as an adventurer union (guild) clerk, he is Orotos, who was formerly an adventurer.

Though somewhat decayed, it was not vulnerable to such an emergency.

From the eyes of Orotos like that, the wind apparently wraps around a woman called Szón,

There is a tornado wind blowing around her, and the paperwork and some relatively light stuff is winding around.

Is it wind magic?

I think so, but things were strange for that.

Something made Orotos feel that way.

But why I feel that way for a while, I didn't know for sure in Orotos' head, but at one moment, Orotos realizes.

The shadow of a woman who should have been at the center of the wind.

That gradually blurs and loses its contour, to reshape it.

The shadow, which belonged to a small, luxurious woman, turned slightly into black particles and grew to swell.

And gradually its texture becomes apparent.

No matter how you look at it, it wasn't people's, it was some kind of beast fur's that.

Bright red eyes with intellect in a beautiful fur that is black and lustrous.

And the blue flames that are blown out every time you breathe.

In that appearance, Orotos remembered.

And it seems there were other people besides Orotos who knew.

"H, Hell Dog (Hellhound)......!?

or someone was trying to escape by knocking down the chair he was sitting on and rubbing his back against the wall side.

To the man's words, Orotos nods.

Sure, that's a hell of a dog (Hellhound).

Moreover, it was also felt to be more powerful than the normal one.

I have heard that there are herds in the depths of the Logsuela Mountains, but I am told that they are very strong, clever, and that their bosses' individuals are powerful and cannot come close.

It is therefore supposed to be rarely seen around the finals, but such a person is in the great conference room of the Adventurers' Union (Guild).

If we are exhausted as far as atrocities are concerned on this occasion, that alone will devastate the function of the Union of Final Adventurers (Guild) - and hence the city itself called Final.

It was only natural to be frightened.

But Barbara approached such a hellhound and stroked his throat and said:

"How about that? Gentlemen. Szon can turn into a demon figure in this way. Me, too - if you're still dissatisfied with this, I'll do the same now?

It was a soft smile.

But there can't be anybody who shakes her head vertically in her words like that.

Everyone believed everything, so please, that's all I yelled for you to stop doing, and then it was just too much.