I suddenly opened my eyes and found myself in a pale white and pink room.
　A sweet scent wafted out of nowhere.　

　When I looked around, drawn by such a scent, I saw a white hand stretched out from the haze of the blur.
　It was a supple, beautiful, female hand.

　The pale gold thread of her hair draped over her shoulders, swaying ever so slightly.
　Her eyes were moist, her cheeks growing redder.
　The way she let out a short breath is extremely glossy and seems to be seething with heat.

　That, the woman - the woman who suddenly appeared in front of Nacht's eyes - looked a little like Aisha.
　Her slightly bulging breasts were heavily exposed - only the underwear that accentuated the lines of her body under the negligee was on her body.

''--Haah.......hmm, I can't hold back anymore--''

　She moves her body closer to him, as if to seduce him as she spits those words out. The gesture of placing a hand gently, as if tracing a hand between his thighs, does not stop stimulating the man's desire.

"Nacht-sama... please... come to me... ...

　Nacht squeezed the breast that was offered to him without the slightest hesitation.

''Hee!''

　It's no longer relentless - he rubbed it fluffily and nodded with a straight face.

'That's twice as much as Aisha's - if you're going to ask me out, you should probably make it look a little more like the real thing -'

　It's a good thing that you're not a fan of this kind of thing. It's a situation that an adolescent virgin would be happy about, but Nahat's eyes are cold.

"So what do you want to do with such a trivial thing - what do you want, succubus demon tribe?

　I throw it to the shadow so.
　While still rubbing her breasts.

"Oh no I can't.... ...It's not going to work, is it, this technique...

Unfortunately, I have a colleague who has a great deal of expertise in these skills and a great deal of countermeasures.

　The skill (skill) of the dream demon (succubus) that binds you to the boundaries of the dream - Nacht was under attack.
　If he was trapped, he would definitely be unable to act for a certain amount of time - or until the sorcerer released the skill. It's not quite a major night attack in the game era, but it's an egregious attack that could wipe you out in an instant if you're not careful.
　Without resting his hand on his chest, Nacht looks at the succubus.

''Totally, it's a laughingstock to be an elephant in my Aisha's fake--''

Then get your d*mn hands off me!　Also, I didn't, well, I didn't make that naughty girl. It's just that that's the woman you wanted--I mean, why a woman?!
　That might mean that a chest that was just right to fit in this hand was Nacht's desire.

''Hmm--because there's no one else I should love but Aisha.
　Nacht's partner in love is naturally Shtel, but in that sense, Nacht's only partner is Aisha.
　If this vision of the dream world is also Nacht's desire, it is no wonder that Aisha appears. Of course, he has succeeded in resisting the skill (skill).
　In Nacht's case, he resisted with a passive skill (passive skill), but even without it, the queen's bunk would be able to nullify it. Nacht, Aisha and the others sleep in it is not only a big bed, but also a useful tool that resists illusionary magic and the like.

''But, well - you've made the right choice.
　The sharpness in Nacht's voice increased.
　The phantom of Filnelia interfering with each other through the magic power trembled.

''........Right, the choice.......?''

'I don't know what you were afraid of, but you were right to go after me - even though you have the Queen's bunk, if you were sneaking around in the shadows and going after my Aisha and Shtel - I would have given you no quarter, would I?

　A crack runs through the dream world, or what I would call the space.

''--Still, I'll give you a little spanking.

...and...

　The dreamer's body was turned upside down significantly.
　Offensive Resistance (Counter-Resist). It's a counterattack (counter) that not only nullifies, but turns into an attack. Nacht's black magic power invaded the dream area - and crushed it.

"I...tha...tha...tha...no...that's why... ...No I want to go... home... to my parents...
　Feeling the glittering, glassy shards of the realm falling down, Nacht spun the words.

'I told you that the battle would be in a week's time - it's your punishment for not keeping it - and then you'll get your retribution in the form of Aisha.

So it's your effort...
　However, Nacht's sharp gaze and threateningly overflowing magical power stopped Fernalia's words.

''--No, that's nothing........haha......but it's quite sweet.

'Warfare is warfare because there is an unspoken rule and we are proud of each other. Fighting without pride is what you might call killing. Well, if you attack me, that's fine too - it's just more fun.
　Even if it was just in the area of the dreamer's advantage, Filnelia, who still couldn't reach it, had a gloomy expression on her face. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what to do with it.

It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.　If you had the power, you'd be able to destroy them all, wouldn't you?
　Firnelia asked, wondering wholeheartedly.
　Nacht's mouth twisted slightly and he smiled.

''It wouldn't be fun to do that, would it?''

What--?　We're demons, and we're your enemy, okay?　For that reason--

''- My only enemy is the only masked mage who hurt Stel. Rest assured, I'm in a commanding position, so to speak - I'll give you instructions, but I won't take part in direct combat. Let's make it clear here, shall we?

I'm supposed to believe that?　

Good call--and by the way, I have to ask--where is this masked mage now?
　Nacht's words sounded swift and swift.
　I don't have anything against most of the demon race, but that guy who hurt Shtel is the only exception.
　You must find him and give him his due.

''Well, well--that creepy woman?　He's under the Lord of the Rings, and although he doesn't have the same status as the Lord of the Rings, he's the next best thing to the Lord of the Rings in terms of strength, and I don't want to have anything to do with him... really... .........
　Filnelia's answer was, it had to be said, predictable for Nacht, but there was something slightly discouraging about it.
　Nacht was so hungry for retribution that if he was in this vicinity, he could find him now and kill him.

''After the Demon King, hey. Oh well--then leave early--it's time to get ready for breakfast.

　There was no reply to Nacht's words, and the magic that had been eroding the realm of dreams left.


　Thinly, he opened his eyes.
　The first thing that jumped into view was Aisha's face, clinging to Nacht and sleeping. On the other side was Shtel, who was sleeping on Nacht's belly, using it as a pillow. Shtel is a mischievous sleeper.

　Suddenly curious, Nacht lightly patted Aisha's chest.

I'm not sure if it's twice as much, more like three times as much.

'That's rude!　

'You're my Aisha for going into it in your sleep.

　Stroking his beloved squire's head, Nacht went about making breakfast with great enthusiasm.





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　A gust of wind blowing through the greenery.
　In the afternoon sunshine, cool and calm.

................

　--a devil's roar of unworthy demons.

'Go--eh!　My fingers, my fingers, aaaaah!

Haha.....my leg....is it still attached to me...?

'Yuck!　We're not even close!　Get the hell out of here or fight, a**h*le!
　A storm of flying shouts and screams. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one.
　The image of the elves as warm and intelligent has become an illusion, and their fine appearance is stained with blood and sweat.

''Mm-hmm. Devil, devil, devil, devil, devil, devil, devil, devil, devil, devil, devil. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm.

You gotta kill, you gotta kill, you gotta kill, you gotta kill, you gotta kill, you gotta kill, you gotta kill, you gotta kill.

　On the contrary, there are a few here and there whose personalities have been slightly distorted.
　It was noon on the third day after Nacht's training began.
　It could be said that everyone was able to take on a demon and fight in their own way.
　Especially Aisha and Sylphy.
　The cooperation between those two, even the lowest level demon (Lesser Demon) or so, seemed to be useless at the earliest.

''Earth Spirit, tie me up!

　As Aisha speaks, the earth flows, and the soil that has been transformed into a wall, a restraining device, and the demon's freedom is taken away.
　A flash as Sylphy thought he was approaching the demon bound by the stubborn earth's curse. It was a tremendously fast blow as fresh blood leapt out of the air a step too late, finally realizing that it had been slashed.

　The demons that were there to fill the sky were also surplus on the first day, but on the second day, they were all destroyed, and by the third day, they were able to hunt them all down in about half an hour.
　This is proof of his definite growth.
　Nacht clapped his hands lightly, several times. Then he opened his mouth.

'Yes, that's it--'

　As Nacht's words echoed, they broke down significantly, plunged to the ground, and exhaled.

'Hmm, you're getting to be able to fight in your own way--'
　It wasn't long before Aisha and the elves smiled at Nacht's labored words, and Nacht opened his mouth eerily and continued his words.

''--Then it's time to end the basic training.

...........the basics--?

Training?

　Aisha and Sylphy spat that out while they were stunned in good company.
　The rest of the sides don't seem to have the time to spit out the words.
　'You're joking,' they seem to be saying, but Nacht's training is still only the beginning of it.

That's right. That's right, we've only raised your basic specifications to a certain extent. But that's not enough. It's just not enough. What you are dealing with is a being that has a level difference of more than ten - reaching out to the clouds and striving to grab them?

　Nacht shook his head, "Oh dear.

'And that's why it's this guy's turn!

　Nacht took out a thick book.
　On the cover of the book, which was as thick as a dictionary, it was written, 'This is a must win for everyone, the Nacht-style super easy demon race strategy book. Just by looking at the title, it really stunk.

　It's a Nacht's specially made strategy book, which is a handwritten one that is a little bit duplicated with skills (skills). The book is designed to be opened only by those who have been certified by Nacht, and it is also designed to prevent information leakage.

"Read it carefully and memorize it--knowing the enemy is the first step in battle!

　Saying that, Aisha, who is not good at memorizing and studying, looks despairing.

''Nahat-sama.......is this all?''

'Ha, Aisha's cute, so just give her the first ten pages.
　Hearing that, Aisha let out a breath of relief.
　Because of that, Aisha was the one who would be handling the toughest role with Sylphy, but Nahat didn't talk about it.

''--Wow, what is this...''

　One of the elves, who was looking into the strategy book as if he were devouring it, said those words.
　It was because he was overwhelmed by the minute data.
　All of the detailed information that Nacht's guards had detected, from the detailed map of the enemy's camp, the location and types of traps, the shape of the enemy, to its approximate strength and weapons, skills (skills), and magic, was recorded in the book. It is Nahat's hobby that the way it is written is similar to a game strategy book.

'Well, you can't just read them. You have to be strong and able to deal with it properly - hence lesson two. Each platoon of Urs and the rest of the team will have practical training with the assumption that they will be dealing with demons - for starters.

　Nacht gently shifts his gaze.
　The shadow that was ahead of him--

Nyon.

　--It wasn't adorable.

You don't think.........that.......phantom......is the one you're dealing with?

Nyaon.
　He cooed as if to say hello. I'm sure that the elves' company is just as playful to Tama, who is always eating and not getting enough exercise.
　Nacht gave a big smile as an answer to Urs's words.

''Haha........''

'Oh, um, so, Lord Nacht, what should we do?'
　Aisha asked, a little uneasily.

'Yeah, that's it, Aisha--'

　Nacht spun the words happily and happily.

'--This, Nacht-chan, let's instruct and train you in person!

　In contrast to the excited Nacht, for some reason, Aisha and Silfie had an unflattering expression on their faces.