It was a sign of death, as if it was offering its head to the sickle of the Grim Reaper.　
　The next moment, a girl with good looks that even the elves who looked like they had gathered their eyebrows could never match, giggled and smiled. The next moment, the beautiful girl giggled and laughed, and a dense death covered the world.

　This is no illusion.
　The black magic that could be visualized was blowing around as a wind, and the earth, which had succumbed to the pressure, was trembling as if in fear. Trees were shaking and leaves were falling as if they were being sucked into the ground.

　They were ready to hope for a fight - but it was still not enough.

　When you meet a real strongman outside of your understanding, you can't do anything with such a thin resolve.
　You can't move, you can't breathe, you can't faint, and you can't allow anything to happen in front of you. I am like a child thrown into total darkness.

　The elves, struck by frailty and silence, had broken their necks as if to offer up their lives.
　The blade that approached to reap such a small life easily dissipated as Nacht just meditated on it.

'I'm afraid to die--far more than words can say.

　For there is no creature that is not afraid to die. The clear death that would now be seen in front of their eyes. It would have been a moment more intense than anything else in their lives.
　In the moment the intimidation was gone, some of them had fallen down, some had tears in their eyes, some had been rough, and some hadn't even made it back from the runway.
　These elves looked up at Nacht with eyes that seemed to be looking at the freaks.
　No wonder.
　They were literally dying right now. More specifically, they were almost killed by Nacht's hands.



　Someone who had recovered from the silence spilled that out.
　In their eyes, Nacht's power was definitely a monster itself.

''That's right!　But don't forget--!　Twenty years ago, there were people who fought for their lives despite the same horrors that you are experiencing now.

　Slowly, the elves' eyes turned to Shtel.
　I'm sure he doesn't care about the elves, he's just jubilant and says, "That's great, Mom!

It's a good thing that you're able to get away from the fear of death if you want to fight against it. Stand up and show me. Now it's your turn to fight.

　There was no reply to Nacht's words.
　Everyone stared at Nacht with fearful eyes. He knew they would be terrified of Nacht if they were exposed to the dragon's vibrations, and yet Nacht was the first to confront them with reality.

　He told them that they needed to confront this threat without embellishment or pretense.
　Risking one's life is difficult, and forcing someone to do so for any reason is a mistake. The right to choose should always rest with the person in question.
　So there is no shame in walking away from it. It's also a courageous decision.
　It's not Nahat, who couldn't stand such a state of silence, but--

'Hey--well, folks, Nacht-sama is a kind man--well, you know, I mean, how do you say--'

　-- it was Aisha.
　Something, failing to find a clever word to say, Aisha was more lovable than any other time.

'It's okay, Aisha -- or rather, I didn't expect it. Aisha seems to be totally fine with it. I didn't mean to add or subtract too much.
　Aisha, who stands unconcerned with Nacht's words, replies to such Nacht's words.

''--Because I didn't feel the slightest bit of hostility.......and since I don't know how many times I've been there, I've gotten used to it....... .....
　Aisha said with a somewhat distant look in her eyes, unfaithfully.
　Aisha's ability to defeat skills (skills) with familiarity was far beyond Nacht's expectations.

''--Hmm. You're my Aisha, as expected.''

　Nacht couldn't hide his delight at Aisha's words.
　The corners of her mouth hung up and a smile would appear on her face.

''That's not what I meant!　--Nacht-sama, well, he's not going to scare you all with some crazy but meaningless thing - so, you know, there's no need to be afraid of him. It's not there...?

　She doesn't seem to understand what Nacht is trying to do.
　And yet Aisha searches for the words without the slightest doubt, trusting Nacht.
　It's already a desperate search. In order to illuminate the shadow that Nacht gave birth to.
　This - how could I suppress my glee after being subjected to this?

'Well, don't push it so hard. Besides, I'm more than happy for Aisha to say that--
　Nope.
　I can't help but feel my cheeks loosen up.

　There is a girl who accepts Nacht as a matter of course, without even questioning or doubting.
　A girl who can do the first thing that would be impossible to do without a care in the world, even if it seemed possible, is standing beside me. A hot feeling rose in my chest, and I even felt like I was going to have tears in the corners of my eyes.

　Because Aisha is there.
　Because Aisha is by my side.
　It's a good thing that you're not going to be able to get a good idea of what you're looking for.

　How many times have I been saved by those powerful words - in this little body?

　After being driven by the passion, the body moved spontaneously. Nacht's movements were so abrupt that Aisha wasn't able to react as if she were.
　Nacht bent down a little bit and - Huh, he approached Aisha's cheek, which spilled out the words, and let his lips touch her.

''~~~~~~~~~!　Nah!　Huh!　Na.........!

　Nacht gently stroked Aisha, who had turned bright red.

''Ahhhh!　Mommy and Daddy, you're good friends!

　What a fuss Shtel makes, and the air begins to feel a little more peaceful.
　In this atmosphere, Nacht opens his mouth again.

'You should be relieved--you will never know a greater fear than you just felt in your lifetime. No matter how powerful the enemy is, there is still nothing that can surpass me.
　He looks around Nacht at all the elves.

'I am on your side. I am your ally in the fight. I will not lie to you--
　Nacht chuckled softly, as if to unwind his stiffened body with fear.
　No one but those who fight with fear and doubt, blowing them away, would be able to walk the steep path that Nacht showed them. After all, they have to win over the monsters that easily exceed the level difference of ten.

''So ... how long will this travesty continue?''

　Yes, it was Sylphy who spoke up.
　Although she is resolute and remains quite calm, Nacht properly grasps the fact that her knees were laughing and she was unable to stand up just now. Of course, she's not wild enough to talk about it, and she's only a stone's throw away from being one of the first to return to work after being exposed to Nacht's skills (skills).
　Although she received frailty and silence, she hasn't lost the will to fight - that means that she showed resistance to Nacht's dragon wave with her will alone.

'Well, don't be so hasty - things are in order. Hurrying won't make things better.

"We don't have time for your games...

'Having said that, you're here, and you're following my instructions - what, are you a tsundere?
　Widowed silver-haired elf tsundere, not bad.

"Now, I don't know, but I feel terribly insulted... and I crossed blades with you. I'll only acknowledge your monstrous power - I'll use both gods and dragons to avenge Uris.
　Then Sylphy laughed ferociously.
　A little bit, Nacht raised her reputation. Even though she looked like a child who wanted to die, she was only genuine in her determination to fight.
　In response to her, Nacht opened his mouth.

''Then let's get down to business--come on out, Daishin Demon Summoning (Levy).

　Answering Nacht's call, a fleshly woman manifests from the darkness that gushes out of the depths of the earth. For some reason, Levy's expression, with a snake entwined in her limb, looked terribly sullen.

I'm not the kind of person you're supposed to call something like that - aren't you going to think a little bit more about what to call it and when to call it that, Lord?

　Levy, who is unfaithful and starts to sulk, is definitely a natural disaster-grade monster, but to Nacht, he's just a convenient pacifier. Besides, it's a good thing he has a defective skill (or skills) that he can't use whenever he wants.
　It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you want to do with it.

Hm, you'll be happy to be used by me - but this time you have no use for yourself.

"Then I hope they don't call me...　Jeez, he's a rough master of demonology - so if he doesn't want me, why would he summon me? I'm still busy with this, you know?


Aren't all demons neat or something?
　At least Nacht can't imagine what they usually do.

'Oh, my Lord, you see, you're not familiar with demons. "Oh, you see, my Lord doesn't know much about demons," said Nacht, "and it's understandable if you don't. What do you want me to do, anyway?　I'd be happy to fight the guys here or something?
　Levy starts to blatantly distract from the topic.
　I can't help but wonder if her job as a contract demon isn't to do Nacht's life.

'Don't be a fool. You wouldn't last a second less if you fought.
　Nacht said in disgust.

'You'll have the demon(s) you need for leveling.
　There are probably two main means of leveling in this world.
　The first is the method of repeatedly practicing swordsmanship, body arts, etc. to acquire skills (skills) and train the body.
　The second is to kill a creature and convert the experience into its own power.
　More specifically, we can say that it is training and actual combat. Nacht's view is that more emphasis should be placed on actual warfare next to death.
　Let them have a bad taste of it.

''.........Nacht-sama, your face is creepy.......''
　Levy happily peers into Aisha's face as she says in disgust.

''Oh, isn't it Aisha-chan? It's been a long time, you're as cute as ever. And it looks so delicious - I'm just kidding, Lord!　I'm just kidding, no dragon shooting magic method, fancy, no fancy!

Quit screwing around and get to it - just call me a Lesser Demon. The numbers are, well, a thousand for starters.

Oh, God, it's embarrassing that you're more jealous than I am of my own accord.

Just do it.

"Hey hey--skill, demon madness--Demon summoning the lowest level demon (call-less demon).
　The day turned to night as Levy raised his distracted voice. Yes, an illusionary shadow covered my vision.

''He-?''
　A distracted voice overlapped.
　Aisha looked used to it - oh, again - and spilled out.

　Filling the sky is a deformed army.
　Emerging from the giant gate were a group of lowly demons with small horns, wings, and red bodies.

'With Aisha and Sylphy, well, I think we can take care of two-thirds of them.

"He-?
　Nacht ignores the two overlapping voices.

'And you can hunt the rest with Urs and the elves.

""What--?"
　The levels of the lower level demons are in the low ten range, and the high ones do not exceed thirty.
　It's a fair enough level, and I've made Levy make the demons clear to never kill them. The number might be a bit high, but it's probably within the margin of error.

　Since this is training with Nacht and Levy watching over us, we may almost die, but we will never just die.
　You can gain experience that can only be described as ideal.
　We should rejoice more, like this.
　We should direct our gratitude at it.
　Nevertheless, for some reason, the elves look at Nacht with resentful eyes.

"Why are you so stupid - the training part has just begun?

　The voice of a demon shakes the heavens.
　It seemed to herald the beginning of the training of hell.