Mr. Luke, Mr. Travis. The other one has arrived.

　Just then, Sylvia's voice was thrown at us through the door.

　The one who came in without knocking was the one who had called us out. It was Dustin, the two spearman.

''You're late!　You're late, Dustin!
'You can complain to the Golden Fang Knights. It's their fault for wasting your time.

　Overhearing the complaints from Travis, Dustin propped his two magic spears up in one corner of the room and stopped beside the common room table.

　Apparently he didn't want to sit down in the chair, and he was going to end the conversation while standing there.

　Of the three of us here, two of us are A-rank adventurers, the pinnacle of adventurers.
　The remaining one - or rather, I'm the lowest ranked E rank adventurer.

　It's a combination that would normally be impossible to achieve without thinking about it calmly.

''So what is it that you want?''
Hmm, I can't wait for you to hear about it.
I'll explain it to you in a few steps. Let's start with the recent battle where we defeated the four demon generals.

　Dustin began to speak in a voice that looked like he was too lazy to even open his mouth, yet still clear.










　--He said, "Two days ago now, in the middle of the siege and defense battle over the position that the Golden Fang Knights were building in the 'Demon King's Castle Realm'.

　Not long after I was trapped in the ice dome by one of the four demon generals of the Demon King's Army, the Ice Norzuri, something strange had also occurred on the other side of the camp Dustin had undertaken.

　Dozens of earthen forms that were reconfigured whether they were defeated or not.

　The 'mouth' of one of them opened up and began to emit an eerie voice.

''Kukuku. Norzuri, you look like you're struggling for a big mouth.''

　The spear instantly crushed the head of the clay figure and stopped it from functioning, but another clay figure began to speak in the same voice.

　In fact, three or four of them opened their mouths one after the other and continued to speak as if they were chanting in a circle.

''I even went out of my way to cover the earthen walls.
I also took out the strongest man in the room.
Nevertheless, they look like that.
Poor thing. I couldn't avoid His Majesty's scolding. Kaka. ......

　Dustin watched the series of events with a cold look in his eyes.

　He was talking to himself in front of the enemy he was currently fighting.
　I'm not sure I'm going to be able to get away with it.

　--The actuality of the story is that it's a very good thing that you're not going to be able to get your hands on any of these things, but you're not going to be able to get your hands on any of these things.

　As the narrative of someone who hadn't been seen continued, Dustin abandoned even listening and released the function of a swing of his magic spear.

''Hurry, Lightning.

　The thrown demonic spear drew a complex trajectory like lightning ripping through the sky and returned to Dustin's hand after releasing all the earthly forms.

''Vain, vain, vain!　No longer will you be courting the Norsemen!　This Vestry will carry out your orders!

　One part of the ground rose up like a wave, and countless earthen shapes emerged from it.
　They spread out to the surroundings like a landslide.

''The four demon generals are rightly one horseman!　My army of clay figures is rightly numbered at 1,000!　You humans were defeated when you allowed either me or the Norsemen to enter!　Let a thousand earthly forms grind you to a pulp!
There you are. It's good enough to know where he is.

　Dustin didn't listen to Demon General Vestri's declaration of victory for even a second, and leaped high on a foothold on the undulations of the defensive wall.

　Then he threw another magic spear at the coordinates that produced a large number of human forms.

''Howl, thunder!''

　The enormous amount of magic power contained in the magic spear separated and diffused in the air, generating countless spears of magic power.

　The rain of magic spears waved with such density that it completely blocked the view, causing a roaring sound similar to a lightning strike to echo through the air.

''Gggiaaaaaaah!''

　By the time the echoes of the roaring sound subsided and the dust disappeared, exposing the ground that had been dug up by the demon spear, the regeneration of the earthly form had no longer been completely stopped.

　--They knew from the beginning that the sorcerer was lurking in the ground.

　The basis for this was that 'the earthling form had appeared without warning' and that he had deliberately breached the defensive wall to enter.

　Both physical and magical surveillance nets were in place around the base, but as expected, it was difficult to say that the underground was perfect.

　Assuming that there was an unidentified ability in this world that was capable of going underground, and that its owner was secretly approaching it, it would explain the sudden appearance of the earthling form.

　Such skills had not been reported in human society, but human common sense would not apply to the demon race that believed in a different god.

　It could be said to be the difference in perception between the Knights, whose main mission was to fight a war between humans, and Dustin, who had devoted half his life to defeating the demon king who led the demon race.

　However, every skill has its limits.
　Vestri's ability was no exception.

　He generated an earthling form in front of the defensive wall and physically breached the defensive wall to get in.

　That meant that he couldn't generate the earthman form away from him or dive deep enough to dive through the foundation of the defensive wall buried underground.

　In other words, the entire time Dustin and the earthbound form were fighting, the Vestry, the surgeon, was lurking in the shallow depths of the ground.

　After that, it was enough if he could grab his location.
　All he had to do was smash the overwhelmingly destructive magic spear into the ground and smash it--!










'-I don't suppose you're calling me out to brag about the results of the war, are you?
'Do you think that's impossible?　I don't understand what a muscular brain marrow thinks. Hollow is still better than hollow.

　Travis and Dustin threw thorny words at each other.

　It's always been like this when the two of them have come face to face in the last few years.

　It's a scene where the uninitiated get defensive at the thought of a clash between two A-ranked guys, but there's no need to worry about that.

''Luke. I hear you have a black wizard in your employ who was a companion of the brave Falcon.

　Suddenly, Dustin switched the contradiction to me.

'It's almost as if I don't understand the mind-set of keeping a grudge enemy, but that doesn't matter. It's not the first time you've lost your mind, you know.
'What's wrong with Noir? That guy was definitely in the same place, but ......
'The black wizard had a twin sister who was a white wizard, did they have the same face?　Even twins can look different, can't they?

　That's a question that doesn't connect with what I was talking about earlier.

　...... No, no. There's no way he's asking about something that has no connection to this process.

　This should be a question that has a direct connection to the battle between Dustin and Demon General Vestri.

''Noir and Bran are a perfect match except for the color of their hair and eyes. There was a difference in their expressions, though, because of their personalities. If you're asking me that now, I don't think you're asking me that .......
No way.

　Dustin uttered the crucial testimony without a single change in his face.

'Shortly after the engagement with Vestri, a white woman who looked a lot like that black wizard appeared. That must have been a white wizard named Bran or something like that.