A ravine beyond the Demon Fog Forest to the south.

There was a shadow that ran effortlessly along the twisted rocky surface of the foothold.



(A little further.)

The scent helped him determine his exact location and he continued running without hesitation.

It wasn't long before he stopped at a rocky place where the owner of the scent was likely to be, and called out to him without shouting, but with a volume of voice that could not be overheard in the quiet of the place.

'There's someone in there, isn't there? Come out if you're not an enemy of Hu and his friends.

One beat, two beats... There was no response, so Fumil was about to issue a warning next, but when he moved his gaze, he suddenly caught some kind of wobbly black object coming and going from a gap in the rocky area.

"....Hiding, you mean? You see that black stuff, right?

"Oh, they found me. This is great, lady!

The owner of the spaced-out voice appears from a gap in the rocky area.

A beautiful girl of about ten years old with lightly wavy, dark purple hair tied up on both sides.

Although it was the first time for Fumil to meet her, she was the spirit ──Yomi who came to help Julius, whom Virum had confronted in the Humane Kingdom.

Although the way she didn't warn Huumil at all and conversed with the two black objects that wriggled erratically, 'It's amazing~', it was eerie, but it was very hard to believe that they were adversaries.

''I'll ask you, just in case. Who are you?''

'Yeah? Yomi is Yomi, okay? This is Nai-chan and this is Mea-chan.

Hmm. So, Yomi, you're an enemy of the Fu?

"Hmm? Doesn't "teki" mean "bad thing"? Yomi, wouldn't you do anything wrong?

Even though he felt a little irritated by the conversation that he couldn't get to the point at all, Fumir didn't think the girl in front of him was someone who would attack their village.

'Yes, that's fine then. Well, then.'

Deciding that there was no harm in it, Fumil hurriedly turned on his heel to go to join Meldina and the others, but his path was blocked by two black objects that suddenly appeared in front of him.

''...What, what do you mean?''

"Hey, girlie. Play with Yomi.

Fumil's eyes narrowed slightly as he turned around to see Yomi looking at her with a bland smile and expectant gaze.

''I don't have time for that,''

Now, Huemil needs to get to his family as soon as possible.

(If he runs as fast as he can, he can shake them off.)

Just as you are about to step out onto a black object to force your way through...

"What? If you won't play with me, I'll tell my sister's place to the humans.

An innocent malice pierced through Fumir.

His entire body hair stood up in reverse, his four canine teeth and the claws on his hands and feet grew sharply, and his eyes, which were always sleepy, opened wide.

''I'm sorry, guys. I'm sorry, I can't help you right now, I guess.











At the time when Fumil had confronted Yomi, in the grasslands to the west of the Demon Fog Forest, adventurers and mercenaries were waiting for Guild Master and employer Larsen's command now and then.

''Gentlemen! I've said it again, this is a request from the Rastabelle Empress! The spirits captured will be purchased by Rastabel, and as for the rest of the loot, it will belong to the one who gets it!

Unlike a disciplined army, the quickest way to boost the morale of the mercenaries is to flicker huge rewards to them.

In fact, their eyes turn gleaming when they hear that all of the loot, except for the spirits, can be taken as their own.

''Furthermore, we were able to borrow some of the new weapons that Rastabel had developed independently. With these, there's no need to fear the demons that nest in the Demon Fog Forest! It is you who will conquer this forest, the uncharted territory! We'll take our vast wealth and the greatest fame into our own hands!

"'Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!'

In addition, many adventurers are also concerned with fame.

The adventurers who have achieved fame are sometimes recruited by the government, and when they do, they are promised a high standard and stable life.

It's not a bad thing, but it's probably inevitable that adventurers who are constantly in danger yearn for a stable life.

Move on!

"'Oooooohhhh!

At the same time as Larsen's command, those who have taken up positions in the front row begin their assault.

I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this in the future.

The Blaze Wall.

Suddenly, a wall of wildly burning flames appears in front of them as they rush in single-mindedly with their eyes on the forest.

''What the hell is this?

Hey, stop! I can't let this go...!

Don't push me, you idiot.

Jeez! Ajiiiiiiiiiii!

Those who could not stop because they were running as fast as they could were swallowed by the flames one by one and burned up with screams.

The smell of burning flesh and skin was filling the area, and their morale was at a low ebb because of the scene, when a winged, human-like shadow appeared from the flames that still showed no sign of abating.

'To voluntarily jump into the land of the dead... it seems that my life is too light for you guys.

Hinori, who appeared while fluttering her flaming hair, fluttering her sharp yet beautiful wings with a powerful flap of power, struck an extra-large killing blow with a word of contempt.

''Hey, what the hell was that...''

Did he do this...?

You monster...

Their complexions turned pale and pale as they were hit by Hinori's killing intent, and many of them seemed to be shaking with their clatter.

The first thing to do is to say, "Monsters, huh? It's a good thing that you're not the only one who comes to invade someone else's territory for your own benefit.

Nonsense! People, don't be afraid! That must be the spirit beast that is our top priority capture target this time!

Sensing an anomaly, Larsen rushes in from the rear and appears in front of Hinori's eyes and tries to inspire the adventurers and mercenaries, who are under the control of their feelings of fear.

It's not Larsen (Guildmaster) who can't understand Hinori's overwhelming power.

So why does he want to challenge them to a reckless fight?

"No matter how much of a spirit beast it is, this sucking bead will not be able to hold a hole in it!

The only answer is because there is a chance of winning.











At the same time.

In the eastern part of the Demon Mist Forest, the Rustabelle's slave army had begun its progress.

''Hahaha! Move along! Don't think about it, just go straight ahead and cut down at random! You slaves are nothing more than expendable pawns! If you want to survive, you'll have to kill your enemies as hard as you can!

A young man wearing a sword and armor that is overly ornate and overly decorated to the point of being too conspicuous on the battlefield is issuing orders with insults from horseback.

The man's name is Dylan.

He is a young general who belongs to the Rastabelle Empress and is fascinated by Rosalia.

Because of his young age, he is not even familiar with the sentiments of his immediate soldiers, so it is impossible for him to show concern for the slave soldiers.

''Oops! Don't kill a genie by mistake, okay? For it is by the order of our Lady Rosalia! Hahahahaha!

However, despite being told all they want, the slaves who are advancing at a constant speed do not show any feelings of frustration or resentment in their expressions.

All of them just continue to walk silently and expressionlessly like puppets.

''Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Just when it was time to step into the forest, dozens of slaves leading the way were blown away all at once with a roar that could have been perceived as a rumble of the earth.

''Wha, what! What happened!

What Dylan, who was upset, caught in his vision was the back of a huge flying dragon that seemed to have passed above them at a tremendous speed.

That flying dragon turned sharply without killing its momentum and headed towards the slaves, who still showed no signs of stopping their progress with even more speed.

''Hi Sierra! Give him another round!

"Gruaaaah!

High Sierra, who passed through to ignore the stunned Dylan, instantly focused her magic power on her mouth and launched a breath of wind (breath) with a roar that shook the atmosphere.

The slaves, who continued to advance without breaking ranks, were blown away without any resistance.

''Huh! Crap! All troops, halt!

When Dylan, who finally came to understand the situation, gave the order to stop, the slaves, who did not show any reaction to the fact that they had been scattered, stopped moving in a flash.

Dylan, who had a mixed expression of confusion and anger on his face, shouted angrily at the slaves.

''Shoot down that d*mned flying dragon! We'll shoot them down with bows and arrows and magic! Get on with it!

Teeeeeeeeaaaaah!

The slaves guarded their arrows to a haphazard order and began chanting magic, but they were blown away by the fact that Coonaria jumped down from the sky and slammed the great axe into the ground with its momentum.

It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you can get your hands on a new pair of shoes.

''I won't let you pass a single step from here! If you insist on passing, we'll be the ones to deal with!

Pulling out the great axe that had been plunged into the ground with ease and carrying it as it was, Cunaria stared at Dylan, who was stunned by his blown-up posture.