Yomigaeri no Maou

In going to the fever forest (Rihalatka zounkla), for now, he thought that only his stomach had to be filled, squeezing as much magic as he could from the demons of the Lord of the Lake Bottom City.

Especially if you have nothing to do, survival can be maintained simply by naturally taking in the magic vegetables (ethers) that float around you, and there are not as many problems as fighting them, but if you want to be healthy, you need to consume them by diet to some extent.

Barbara thought it would be better to keep it as ready as possible, especially this time because we're going somewhere we've never been.

When I told my friend about it, he nodded that he was right, so he said that he would be happy to cooperate with it.

"... hey... hey... What the hell is wrong with your belly... take the majority of your magic..."

He was a friend who looked very, but not very fleshy from time to time, but now he had a thick look of fatigue to the point where he could say he was no longer cheeky.

For whatever reason, it was because Barbara ate magic until she was hungry in the eighth half of her belly.

Barbara looked at such a friend,

"It's a bit heavy after a regular meal, but I quite like the taste of your magic. It was delicious"

And I smile and thank you.

My friend looked frightened,

"... exhausting my friend so much. That dialogue..."

and disappointed, but a twitch between friends.

I don't really hate it.

The problem is that the friend is the Lord of the Lake Bottom City, and too much magic can leave the protection of the Lake Bottom City loose, but it was clear from Barbara's eyes that he wasn't as tired as he looked.

I've heard how many months have passed since my friend started protecting the lake bottom city, but the magic I've accumulated in those years is not the normal demon ratio.

You can say it's unlikely to interfere with that role as much as filling Barbara's stomach.

"Thank you, Fantasy Fruit, and I'll take your share, too, so forgive me. Do you do sunshine?

To that word, my friend looked openly happy,

"Ho, is that true? That also means this much tiredness... I heard that the sunshine will last for about three days. I just picked it and it's good, but I put it away for a while and heard that the ripe ones are good again. I don't care if I can eat either. I have a delicious cup of tea, thank you very much."

That's what I said.

Barbara nodded and headed to the entrance to the lake bottom city.

To the entrance, my friend drops me off, too.

There was a dock there, and there were many small ships floating.

Each one had a bowman on board, but none of them seemed to be people.

It also feels closer to the Seamen (Aquarius), but the demonic traits are stronger.

In addition, in general, the eyes of seamen (Aquarius) have a peek of intelligence and reason, but those who have the bow of the ship had unclear eyes as to where they were looking, and the work of their heads seemed terribly blunt.

The appearance is that the fishes have grown hands and feet all the time, and it is a nuisance.

They are demons called fishermen (da Glenn).

Normally, they come at us when they see people, but only demons are present here, be they barbars, be friends.

No matter how blunt your head works, your people will know, and you won't be attacked by demons.

Besides, my friend's demons are the main thing in this lake-bottom city.

All the fishermen (da Glenn) living in this lake-bottom city are submissive to their main Barbara friends in the lake-bottom city, and the fine work they do.

The bow of the ship here was one of those things they did.

Incidentally, inside the lake-bottom city, they also take on the role of deacon and maid, so to speak, who brings tea utensils and such to the Barbaras, and their friend's demons, no matter what they think, enjoy wearing such clothes to them.

When I first saw it, I had to blow it out, but I got used to it already, and most importantly, I thought complaining would be something different because the fishermen (Da Glenn) who are being flabbergasted don't seem to hate themselves very much, but rather have a heartless or happy look, and since then, I have left them alone.

Sometimes I say that there is nothing wrong with the job because it is more serious and I do what I have to do without complaining about it.

There is something troubling about whether we should praise our friends who have planted all this on the fishermen (da Glenn) who are said not to be so high in intelligence, or the unexpectedly serious fishermen (da Glenn).

"Well, you're going"

Barbara boarded a boat headed by a fisherman (Da Glenn) in an undressed hat, saying so, his friend's demon nodded,

"Be careful."

I said and waved.

Then, as the fisherman at the head of the boat (Da Glenn) took the flue pipe (which he could make) out of his nostrils and stuck it in his mouth, and breathed a puffy breath, something bubbly came out of it, gradually swelling, covering the entire canoe.

When the canoe is completely covered, the fisherman (da Glenn) slowly rows out the canoe.

The boat began and proceeded to slip softly over the water, but gradually moved away from the surface and drifted out into the air.

Then it rose up against the sky.

Barbara stares up, but it's not the sky that's there.

This is a lake bottom city.

It is a city that sinks into the lake.

The city at the bottom of the lake covered all its enormous beauty with a membrane of air, a strange city that was able to breathe without any problems.

Of course, all of that is maintained by the demonic powers of Barbara's friends.

In order to enter such a city, you have to pass through the lake and float to the outside once.

When we reach the boundary between the air that covers the lake's bottom city and the water filled with the lake, it should be a boat, and it breaks into the water, and it surfaces the lake as it is.

This is why the fisherman (da Glenn) used an earlier flue-shaped magic fixture and covered the canoe with bubbles.

Pushing the pale of every swinging water, for a while.

Lots of freshwater fish and polar-colored demons swimming around felt beautiful and heart-soothing.

- Bye.

and a canoe appeared on the lake, and then, pan, a sound sounded, and the membrane of the bubble that was covering the canoe could be played.

That's all I can understand is saying that the sun is crossing around a little past Jomtien and it's out on earth.

Then Barbara told the fisherman (da Glenn) who brought us this far,

"Thank you. Say hello to her."

So I say, grow wings from my back and fly up into the sky.

And as it gradually rose, shadows began to form large enough to easily cover the lake that spreads beneath his eyes, the canoe that floats above it.

Because Barbara is about to return to her former body as an ancient dragon.

The fisherman on the boat (da Glenn) looks at it without fear and has no way of escaping.

Then Barbara, completely restored to her original appearance, barks loudly that echoes around her and flies away straight west.

On a canoe floating on the lake, a fisherman (da Glenn) was slowly waving as Barbara swayed into a wave made of a gust of wind that he woke up as he flew away.

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Barbara, who reached high altitude, gradually erases the signs as she reaches near the border of Crisanse.

I'm not even willing to say that I'm warm, but it's not a hobby to go out of my way to confuse people.

So even if he looked up from under the sky, he did his own bewitching magic and hid so that he could never see Barbara.

Of course, it could be noticed by magicians and others who have gained more than some strength, but I don't care about boulders that far.

Make sure your figure is well hidden, and Barbara goes inside Chrysancé.

I have lowered altitude and come to the point where I can see the ground, but I do not see anyone who is aware of Barbara's appearance.

There are streets running under my eyes, many people walking, but hardly anyone is looking over them, and even if I were, there are barbars, which doesn't mean I'm simply looking at the blurry blue sky, or so much.

Nevertheless, Barbara sees the sight of the lower realm and thinks.

I used to say that the Demon Guided Empire had a slightly different view of Chrysanse than the rest of the country.

In other countries, it is probably people walking to and from the streets, carriages and luggage cars pulled by horses, etc., but Chrisance can frequently be observed with giant magic equipment coming and going.

The power part of the carriage is not a horse, and there are a number of magic devices that are substituted for magic equipment, or that are shaped like armored knights several times the size of a typical adult male - called "Maggia Ipico".

Indeed, as I call myself, quite a bit of magic technology seems to be advancing, and it seems that its people may also be living a rich life.

My friend's demon was just telling me that Marziarca, the capital of Chrisansee, was a giant city built with such a collection of excerpts of technology, but for Barbara today, that didn't matter.

The place where Marzialca is also west in Chrisance.

Barbara's ambitious fever forest (Rihalatka zounkla) existed in the east, and she had no business getting there.

As such, not so much time had passed across the border, but a febrile forest (Rihalatka zounkla) can be seen.

There was an untouched nature there, not passing through the streets.

The trees were quite thin compared to the forest trees around the lake-bottom city, although many seemed tall for it.

The plants were dense to the extent that they felt they would undoubtedly push down many trees if they went down as the bodies of ancient dragons (enchanted dragons), and Barbara lowered altitude and used the "magic of humanization” to slowly descend.

The ground I put on my feet had a red brown color and I was under the impression that there was a lot of water and air.

There are strong signs of creatures, and from all directions I hear an unknown, high-powered cry.

Many bugs fly, but they don't come very close to Barbara and don't feel so depressed.

However, if you are a person, you will definitely come under attack such as stabbing.

Given that, I could understand the meaning of the words of a friend who said that this was a very difficult environment for people to spend.

"... seems like an easy place for me to spend..."

Calling that a bump, I decided to move on.

According to a friend of mine, the fruit in question is deep in this forest.

I went down to the depths where I could possibly call them, but I looked around and it didn't look like the fruit in question was growing.

However, I could see a number of familiar fruits growing, so I ripped them off and walked with munchies to eat.

Along the way, some demons may have struck, but it is Barbara, an ancient dragon (Enchanted Dragon).

Now I didn't even struggle, and I knocked him out like a twist on the baby's hand.

However, as the same demon, I felt a little distracted to kill it, so I kept it to the point where it made me lose my mind.

In addition, although it was in the woods, I saw some artifacts and stones and metal pieces.

It was a febrile forest (Rihalatka zounkla) where everything is now covered in forests as far as I can see, but I felt a historical sentiment that maybe there were times in the distant past when there was some civilization.

With that said, the search for a febrile forest (Rihalatka zounkla) was a relative pleasure for Barbara, but the search also comes to an end.

I don't know how long it's been since I walked around, but at last, Barbara's eyes caught what a friend said was the fruit of illusions.

It lived on a very tall tree.

I might not have noticed it if it was blurry, but it was good to have looked up, fuzzy, to an indescribably sweet smell.

There was only one thing there, but there were fruits and thoughts and objects hanging.

It was a dark purple round fruit with leaves on the top.

It was shiny and I really felt like it just looked delicious.

"Then hurry up..."

With that said, Barbara started floating in the sky with wings on her back.

But unfortunate things happen.

In the blink of an eye, I wondered if something had flown in, and Barbara approached him sooner than he had taken the fruit, and took it and flew away somewhere.

"... na!?

Barbara, who opens her mouth in amazement, rears her eyes (Shizuru), and its red light flies away quickly.

For a few moments, after being taken aback, Barbara looked around to see if there were any other similar trees.

But when he understood he couldn't find it, Barbara screamed as he burned the flames behind his back.

"... my, my fruit -!!

Barbara thus decided to go after that red light.

Food grudges are, above all, horrible.