Another side

　The continent of the Demon King's army headquarters.
　The continent, which is called the demon world in the eyes of the world of Isual, has suffered greatly due to the recent rebellion by the descendants of the heroes, but the reconstruction is progressing smoothly.
　The fact that the main battlefield did not include any major cities or transportation routes, coupled with the fact that the suppression of the rebellion was carried out quickly, is a factor that has hastened the recovery.
　However, this does not mean that there are no problems.
　An environment that requires more work than usual limits the amount of work that can be done, and sets priorities.
　That's inevitable.
　We cannot do anything unrelated to the reconstruction when the reconstruction is the priority.
　There is a limit to labor and budget.
　Yes, this was a situation that could be said to be unavoidable, but when this was later found out, the word "unavoidable" could not be used to describe what happened at the edge of the continent.

"Hmmm, working with such an old man, the princess is always acting so recklessly. Can't you do something to help the elderly a bit more?

　A withered dungeon.
　A long time ago, when the earth was parted, it was the first bridge to the dungeon that was shattered.
　In a space not much different from a cave, where all functions ceased to function and the value of a ruin was almost gone, and no one paid any attention to it, a voice, which should not have been there to sound, resounds.
　You'll be able to see a human figure emerge from something that glowed slightly before the voice sounded, and the self-proclaimed uncle, wearing a gray robe, realizes from the quality of magic floating around that what he tried to do was successful.

It's just that the preparations were worth it, I guess. If the words of the angel are correct, this should be the magical world.

　A man with stubble visible from behind his robe rubs his chin as he jolts.

It's really dark in here. You have to use night vision magic to see anything.

　And they complain about dungeons that are dark and empty.
　These dungeons were abandoned thousands, if not years, of years ago.
　The monsters to slay and the treasure to seek are long gone.
　The man is fed up with the dusty space, a dead dungeon that is only visited by wild animals looking for a place to live.

It's just that I prefer this one's magic power to that of the other side. It's too bright, and I'm a bookworm, so I can relax in this one.

　But this guy seems to be quite positive and soon finds a good portion of this space and starts nodding his head without asking for anyone's consent.

"Well, according to the man who tortured you and made you throw up? The demon king of this generation seems to be very sharp and has some kind of plans. I need to get information from such a smart guy. I don't like it. I don't really like fighting, but it's too much trouble.

　However, if you stop nodding your head, the way you mumble and mumble to yourself is honestly beyond stinky and uncanny.
　But since there is no one other than the man in this space, there is no one to point out or complain about it.
　If there is.

Hmm?

　The roar of the beast is heard from the darkness.
　It is the voice of a beast that will not tolerate those who trespass against its territory.
　The roar grows from one to two to three.
　Lurking in the dark, clothed in magic, numbered and with sharp fangs.
　Their fierce appearance is like a cross between a bear and a wolf.
　A mere mortal would have cringed at the sound of their voices and despaired of a future in which lives might be lost.
　Just notice one thing here.
　Why did the beast let out a roar to announce its presence, why didn't it come at you under cover of darkness?
　Or why didn't they leave?
　The answer is quite simple.
　It's because surprise doesn't make sense.
　It's because escape doesn't make sense.

A good start. I was hoping to get the errand boy there.

　The beasts present here instinctively understand the fact that this man is stronger than these beasts.
　And the reason why the beasts couldn't escape is because they also instinctively sense the fact that it is useless to escape.
　If there is no escaping, they will at least retaliate with their fangs and claws.
　More than anything else, she couldn't forgive the man who had just realized what he was talking about.
　The pride that this land was their turf, the desire to dispel the inferiority complex of being inferior to those who were smaller than they were.
　If it was the chief of the herd that turned the roar into a roar, then the males of the herd that responded to that roar.
　A man will do nothing against the flock that rushes out to devour its enemy with its gong.

"Even better!

　No .

." "It saves me a lot of trouble to have my prey jump into the trap all the way down. Uncle, I don't like to exercise.

　It was already done.
　And the smile on his face was honestly happy to have saved you the trouble.
　What the beast dives into is not empty space.
　The ground is covered with layers of magic.
　The moment your foot touches the magic circle, your limbs become numb and unable to move.
　Those that can't fly fall into the man's trap without a trace.
　All but one of them.

Oh?　There seems to be only one smart kid,

　The black beast that runs on the back of its companion to avoid stepping on the magic circle, the black beast that instantly realized what had happened and, instead of advancing faster than anyone else, jumped up high and stood on the back of its companion on the ground, spread a bigger gong than all the other beasts and tried to bite the man's neck.

"Maybe this is a bargain.

　But it did not work for the man.
　The beast's own response to the situation was just an element of pleasure to him, as if he had found a student with good grades.
　The chains that extend from the magic circle towards the beast, which is not threatening enough, catch the beast and make the beast's body a goose chase.
　It struggles to break free from its bonds, wishing it could stick its head out just a little bit further, but the more it struggles, the more it struggles, the more the magical chains entangled in the beast's body become entangled and strangled.
　The blood circulation of the blood becomes sluggish, and you feel distant from consciousness.
　Even with your last ounce of energy, your wish will not be heard.

"Then I suppose you are the first demon in our world.

　The beast, whose strength was cruelly stopped and could not be repaid with a single shot, is suspended by the chains.


　Then, from the bag the man kept in his waistband, he took out a gem-like stone and stuck it on the forehead of the struggling, resisting beast.
　The body of the beast trembled, and a few seconds after the beast's body lay on the ground, its strength relaxed, the beast's body lay on the ground.
　The beast rises up, hangs its head, and is subordinate to the man.

Now, that's enough for the first animal. If you spare yourself the trouble here, you'll be in trouble later, and the more labor, the better.

　Then, witnessing the unbelievable scene, the beasts strive to somehow move their motionless bodies, but their efforts are unsuccessful.
　One by one, a stone is implanted in their foreheads, and they become subordinate to the man.

Now, is this our strength for the time being?

　In less than an hour the beasts are lined up in an orderly fashion in front of the man.
　The man who stands in front of the man is the new chief of the beasts, sitting quietly and waiting for instructions.

Ladies and gentlemen, for now we'll use this place as our base, so please stay alert and keep your eyes open. If any foreign enemy comes, destroy this one and if possible catch them alive. Of course, it doesn't have to be intact. I'll fix one of your legs and one of your arms. Oh, yes. If you kill it, it's no good to you, so make sure it's yours to eat. Just give me a bigger animal. Oh, and I forgot to mention that we won't be attacking. It'll be in self-defense.

　The beasts, instructed, run off to follow the man's will.
　After seeing the beasts off, the man turned his shoulder and let out a sigh of exhaustion.

Haha, it's definitely going to be busy. It's definitely going to be busy. It's better that we have food for the time being, but this is definitely not a job that you should be doing alone.

　Then, remembering the face of the girl who had sent him to such a place, the man let out a further sigh.
　The man sadly departed alone to this place because the factional warfare left out what he thought was unnecessary for the time being.

I don't care how much it's to end the war, this is not it. I said I was bored, but I don't have time for this kind of thing.

　Sigh after sigh, the man's hand never stops spewing out complaint after complaint.
　The other mages have been saying a lot of things to him, which could be considered a move to the left, and it hurt the heart of a man whose disposition doesn't care much.
　Silently securing the light source, creating watering holes, building dwellings, summoning golems for defense equipment, and building a security net.
　We say there is much to be done, but our hands are steady.
　That's proof that you have a firm grasp of what needs to be done.

I've got a feeling we'd be better off if we just retreated in here, without any noisy lady knights.　And no aristocrat is forcing a high-powered woman to fit into a faction for any reason?　And I don't have a maid that looks at me like I'm trash?　Huh?　Wouldn't I really be happier if I stayed in here?

　One after another, you list the entities that aren't here, and then you suddenly find yourself in a place that is unrelated to them, and you wonder if you might have come to an utopia. But the thought came to me.

"Please. You are my only hope.

　With this single word alone, reluctantly, truly reluctantly, the man gave up his desire.
　You will be able to have a look at the girl who relied on you and you can't disregard her thoughts.

......... Yes, yes, I know, I know. I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it, right?

　A man who is aware of the clumsiness of human relationships felt embarrassed at the prospect of being depended on straight away.
　Most of the time, his visits were accompanied by an ulterior motive to obtain the power he possessed.
　The man who is sensitive to this is very slow and reluctant to let him off the hook.
　You scratched your head and said again that it was too much trouble.

It is really a troublesome thing to do. It is true that the war between the kingdom and the foul-smelling monks of Trice has become a quagmire, and the burden is being placed on the people. But that doesn't mean you have to put a burden on me.

　What the man is going to do is try to create a new enemy.
　It is a story that could prolong the war, but it is the perfect salve to stop people from fighting each other in a quagmire.
　By successfully guiding its enemies and reversing the course of the war as best it can, the human race must be united.
　The man who came to the demon world was pushed to accomplish this.

Oh, no. I was happy when I was young, but now my title of wise man is just a hindrance. I'd like to impose it on my students, but I don't have any students to begin with. I would have wanted to impose this title on the a**h*les who made those golems, but I couldn't do that either.

　It was the wise man of the third seat of the court mages of the great western kingdom of Isreal, the Hanjibar Empire.

I'm not sure why I listened to that little girl's words so long ago. Well, you're right. When you're young and the royals see you as a talent, they're going to be very excited.

　And he is also the princess's tutor and first mage, the jewel of the empire.
　The man, who does not seem to be happy about such a position, once again lets out a sigh and resumes building his base, which had stopped.

"Oh, no, no. I don't like this job where I might have to fight against the demon king.

　It's a good thing that you're able to have a good time with this guy.

It's also a good idea to have a handy hero that can be conveniently promoted somewhere.

　What he doesn't know is that the man's wishes will eventually come true.
　And he doesn't even believe the words.
　He doesn't even know what words he will say when reality is right in front of him.
　All I can say is that the demon king's army, which should be used and experienced in attacking and being attacked, has let its guard down.
　They were attacked once, defeated and destroyed, so they thought they would never be attacked again.
　What effect this carelessness will have on you is something even this man does not anticipate.


　Another side End


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