Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

The battle between the army of the Union and the army of the Demons, which was at war on the plains, was already over.

The outcome of the battle ended in the form of a pain division, but the Alliance's army, which misread the enemy's power, had suffered considerably more damage than the Demonic army.

Currently, the fort on the front line is used as the main force to build a camp around it and retain the army.

In the tent were also the images of the surviving generals and the fellow Weitzers Hatsumi, as well as Lemaia and Lefir.

And now, in their tent of refusal, they were conceived of such fervor.

Because the military debate about how to move the army in the future is incandescent.

To Weitzer, who is in a position to indulge in measures, generals and staff advise them one after the other.

"Your Highness Weitzer, how about lowering the temporary army here? Pull into the canyon zone and move the soldiers in your favor..."

"No, you could be disadvantaged in the canyon area. Some Demons can fly in the sky. It is better to lower the front once and for all here and also look at rebuilding the army..."

"Both are out of the question. We can't pull back until Lord Brave returns."

But Weitzer drinks. But, General, can't the staff lower their opinions that way? One of us ate down.

"But even if we do this here forever, we can't crack the situation open. If it's another battle on the horizon, this time we'll be devastated."

"We are therefore requesting reinforcements from each of our countries. Wait till the soldiers and supplies arrive."

"The anxiety of the soldiers spreads even as we wait! If we show our firm strategy now and move the soldiers, I'm upset that the soldiers have no strategy!

Has Weitzer reached the pinnacle of frustration with the generals who do not listen easily? I banged my desk with both hands and stood up to kick the chair.

"Surely everyone's right, the soldiers will be upset if we don't come together! But if we lose Lord Brave, we can't expect our army to recover in the future! Besides, do you really think it's right to abandon the valiant lord who helped us and run away!

"... Huh!

"All right! In a position to be saved by the brave, we have a duty to protect the brave! Those who despise it do not deserve bravery! Keep them all in your liver!

Once again his drink had the power to silence all. Together, you will be unable to move as if tied to words that ask you a smashed heart.

Meanwhile, Lemaire, who was sitting at the end of the military council, speaks to Lefir, who sits next to him.

"... oh man, that looks like a tough one over there"

"Please don't say it like any other HR. You have a say in Lord Lemaire here, don't you? As an Alliance Master in the Branch, make something real."

Le Maire flaunts her shoulders at the bitterness of a shuddering, mixed-up refir.

"It's refreshing that I'm a soldier. Well, I don't know what the consequences are."

"Is that okay..."

"It's okay."

Lumeia puffs flue pipe while responding appropriately extreme. Fermenia and Liliana, who were also given seats, have the same look of trouble with her unmotivated attitude.

With such a margin for them, Lemaire spoke to the soldier who had refrained.

"... hey, there you are. What's going on with the reports from the scouts?

"Ha! That the demon army has already retired. Reports from each border fort also indicate that the Demons are withdrawing their troops. But as for whether or not to advance, we still don't allow predictions."

"Still, you're starting to withdraw, aren't you? It's weird. Even though we wound up rewinding at the end, it should have been more advantageous over there, one way or the other. What do you think, Refi?

That's what I said, when Lemaire pointed the water at Refill,

"There are two reasons to leave the army. Has it served its purpose or suffered damage that it cannot sustain? Sure, there will have been damage to both demons, but I don't think it's enough to get them out of the army."

"Then the Demons served their purpose. So it will."

"Lily's right. But in that case, the problem is"

"You mean what that purpose was.... So, Refi. What's the answer you gave me?

"At present, the disadvantages suffered by the coalition's army are the damage to the army and the unknown news of Lord Hatsumi, the brave man. It's hard to say that the damage to the army is perfect, and the purpose of the Eighty-Nine Demons will be the brave Lord Hatsumi."

Refile's answer was almost conclusive. And it was Fermenia who gave the answer a strange look.

"... so Lord Swimey has failed? Yes. Do you anticipate Lefir?

The rescue failure of Shuiming is incredible to Fermenia, who knows his strength.

But Refill shakes his head here.

"No, not that Lord Fermenia is right. If the devil's strategy had focused only on severing Lord Hatsumi from the army, it was also possible that the purpose had been achieved at that point. Then you won't mind if the time comes to leave the army, because no declaration has been made that you have defeated the brave from beyond. It would be more likely to be alive."

"I see, that makes sense"

If the brave were defeated, the devil's side would raise the brave man's neck aloud. In that case, the morale of the Union falls to the lowest. And if we ignore the damage and attack it as it is, that will be the shortest way to the destruction of the coalition's armies.

"I wish I had the wit to work with the Demons like that."

"They are cunning. Comes right into the weak parts of a person. That's why I went after Lord Hatsumi, the brave one."

With that said, Refill concludes his prediction of this demonic ploy.

And he spoke to Lemaire, who had asked him what he thought, of the answers obtained in this rigging.

"Coalition forces should be standing here somewhat painfully. If you lower your army poorly for fear of damage, you will only be enlightened to the disadvantage of the other side, and this one's morale. Worst of all, a retreating demon army could turn it upside down."

"So, tell me that?

To them. The refirs nod at the words that went on like that pointing their fingers at the Weitzers. Then Lemaire turned to the Weitzers, and returned her gaze to the Lefirs.

Over there, the heat of debate still doesn't cool down. Rather, there is even more enthusiasm. Gaius and Selfi, who both looked at the staff who wanted to somehow lower the army and shut up, also spoke to the military council at some point.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no. If it's enough to jump into that place, you should still slash it into the army of the Demons now.... hey, we'll talk about things, but won't we? Come back in a minute. Don't you think that's a good idea?

Refill exhales tirelessly at Le Maire, who moves a lot of tails and shows her winks until she appeals.

"Why are these people called Beastmen..."

"It's the only way. Because these are the creatures we are."

"Lord Clarissa is special..."

"I guess."

"Yes."

Liliana nodding yeah to Refile's consent. As they spoke that way, the hanging cloth at the tent entrance inadvertently opened.

At the same time, soldiers jump in out of breath.

"We will report to you!

"What's up!

The reaction was Weitzer, who was at the heart of the military council. The soldier breathes into his question and then answers with joy.

"The brave man is back in line!

To the report of joy arises the voice of relief from within the tent and the twirling. Weitzer immediately stopped it and asked the soldier again.

"So, Lord Brave is safe?

"Yes. Walk here with your own legs"

Anticipating the interval, now Lephire asks.

"Lord Brave, are you alone?

"No, the boy with the black clothes is with him. But it looks like you are lending your shoulders to Lord Brave..."

To the report, Refill stood up.

"Are you hurt!?

Suppressed by her stuffed with an oppressed sword screen, the soldier pokes his butt. Nevertheless, he would not hesitate to say that the state of Mizumino was a priority. Refile pressed the soldier to answer, and the soldier in question, bewildered, managed to answer.

"Oh, no. It doesn't look like he's hurt, but it doesn't look like he's safe..."

"Get the guidelines! Clear! Clear!

"I don't mean very impotent, Refi. Look, one end down."

When Lemaia forgives them, Liliana is the easiest to understand, two words.

"First, let's go"

"Right. I'm concerned about Lord Swimey."

And the chief men that were in the tent temporarily interrupted the military debate, and left the tent behind.

Through the forest of black steel trees (Blackwood) and back to the realm of the Union, Mizumi and Hatsumi now arrived at the fort and were inside the walls.

Hatsumi sat on the crate, Mizumi sat down on the ground, resting briefly. Eventually, there, the refirs and the Fermenians rushed.

Look at them, and Mizumi smiles and waves.

"Oh, I'm home."

"Lord Swimey. Looks like you're safe."

Fermenia replied quietly to Shuiming's return words.

Meanwhile, Lefir weaves a comfortable grin in the shadow, he says.

"You're always worn out."

"That's no word to give back."

"Welcome home,. Are you all right, sir?

"Wow, I'm tired."

Shuiming replies with her hands up to Liliana. I can't move due to fatigue and lack of magic, but the majority of the damage I took was healing.

Hatsumi, who had been watching her like that, gave her a small neck and asked Mizumi.

"What about those people?

"He's one of mine."

"It is."

"That's right."

"... I don't care, you're just a girl"

"Huh? Well, yeah."

"Hmm."

Hatsumi turns her gaze into a frigid one while giving an inclusive reply. Mizumi, on the other hand, does not detect the meaning of her sudden change in attitude, giving her a missing look between them.

"What the fuck?

"Nothing. And don't you feel too comfortable? You're supposed to come and help me get borrowed and go home."

"Ah? You can't help it, can you? It was tough walking alone."

"It's not cool"

"It's not like I'm going to help myself. Whose fault is it? Whose."

"Ugh... I can't get out strong when they say that..."

To the half-eyed Mizumi, Hatsumi can only groan. Originally, because the roots are serious, they cannot be returned when they are told something serious.

In the meantime, the second formation out of the tent arrives late.

I sat in a crate for the first time, and Serfi jumped.

"Hatsumi!"

With a voice of joy, Selfi embraces Hatsumi. Hatsumi eats bubbles with surprise in her sudden embrace.

"Wow! Selfie, a little suddenly it is."

"Hatsumi...... glad you're okay"

"... thanks. Thanks to you, I'm safe."

Happily, Hatsumi also expresses her gratitude with a voice of relief to Selfi, who speaks out of relief.

After the conversation with Selfi settled, Weitzer and Gaius, who watched it, spoke up.

"Hall of the Brave. Welcome home."

"Yeah, I'm home. Everyone's safe, more importantly."

"Now I can finally feel safe drinking"

"Gaius is full of it."

Hatsumi also gets caught up in the remarks that soothe Gaius' place, and laughs around her.

Towards them, on the other hand, Shuiming grinned.

"Whoa, did you do your job right?

"............... right"

"Oh, hell, you are."

One looks out of sight with a slightly more complicated face, the other gives a pleasant sunny look. At some point in the midst of such an exchange, Lemaire, sitting nearby in a crate, asks, smoking the smoke from the flue pipe.

"Swimey. I heard you've been borrowed shoulders?

"What the hell is wrong with you? Lord Suimei can't move."

"Sure. It's strange that you can't move because you just went looking for it."

Liliana's doubts were followed by Gaius.

"The Demon Clan?

"It's hard to think about."

To Liliana's assertiveness, yeah, the face of other watery parties that snort. They know that no matter how many bundles it takes to be just a demon race, it can't be a threat to Mizumina.

As he found out the core, Lefir turned his gaze.

"So, Suimei."

"Oh, there's a bit of a mighty enemy out there."

"Are you a Demon General?

"Hmm? A demon general?

Ask Gaius, Shuiming tilting her neck for some reason. Seeing him like that made Hatsumi look stunned.

"You were there, weren't you? Could you have forgotten? You're lying, right? Whatever..."

To the bewildering voice of Hatsumi, Shuiming thinks with his ill-blooded head. Well, I was wondering what you were talking about with the Demon General.

Yeah, he roared, looked up to heaven, looked down at the earth, and so he finally remembered 'there was such a thing'.

"... ah. Oh, oh! Speaking of which, you had a guy who used a patchy, stinky move!

"Hey you..."

Sounds around, the shuddering voice of Hatsumi. No way, I guess I didn't think I'd forget, etc. Mitsumi can only give back a bitter laugh to her with her hands on her forehead like a headache.

Inru's shock was too great and he was completely oblivious about Vishudda.

On the other hand, Selfi asks Hatsumi if he decided that Mizumi would not get the procedure.

"So are you sure the demon generals came out?

"Yeah, I fought a demon general."

"I fought, but it wasn't such a messy fish problem. More than that."

"Is the Demon General a Miscellaneous Fish... Miscellaneous Fish..."

Selfi squeaks repeatedly and flauntingly in the hood at Shuiming, who goes to skip the demon matter if it doesn't matter. For them, where the Demon Nation is a great threat, the story of Mitsumi is a deviation from understanding. Not only does she notice, but even Weitzer and Gaius have both frowns.

Ask, Refile, to encourage ahead of the conversation.

"You mean from the mouthful, there's someone else besides the Demon General who made you so worn out, right?

When Shuiming nodded, "Oh," now Hatsumi opened her mouth,

"The Demon General knocked down what was good thanks to the Eight Keys, but he came right after that."

"So, who is that guy?

He said he was a dragon man.

"Duh!?

"Dragon Newt!?

Hatsumi turns a strange gaze to Weitzer and Gaius, who uttered a surprising voice.

"... is something wrong?

"I don't know... I don't know, but no, I don't know..."

Gaius, who answered, is stunned and gets no guidelines. Then someone else...... and we were all quite surprised to look around and turned our gaze to Lumeia, the only one who seemed calm.

"Ha... you're Dragon Man (Dragon Newt). The Union tells me it's a species that lives in the Northwest Mountains, and that it can have the toughest flesh in this world. Well, it's actually a very strong creature. They're the ones who don't try to get involved in the world. Or did you fight that, Anthony?

"Yes."

"Did you take him down, too?

"Terrible. It was pain-splitting."

Shuiming adds, "You're a loser," but still Lemaia deepened her fright, "You're just out of common sense," he said.

At the end of the exchange, Shuiming looked toward Lefir,

"I'm in the mood to take Leffi's opinion into account."

"I agree with Lord Lumaia. Dragon Man (Dragon Newt) is strong. Besides, they are so close to the land of the Demons that they still connect the seeds without perishing. Even a large number of them will have the power to afford and fight."

To the story, Mizuming recalls the fold in which Inru appeared, the solitary words he uttered to the Demons.

"Uh. No, he said something about featherworms."

"Well... if I could show you that one, I could snort."

Selfi speaks out his doubts as they are both taking a deep sigh remembering the situation then.

"But why is Dragoneworth with the Hatsumis?

"Come on? He said he was taking the Hatsumi, but I couldn't hear him out any more"

"Do you have a honey?!?

"He said he needed the strength of a brave man, but I don't know what that means."

Weitzer yelled as Shuiming shook his head vertically, looking heavy enough.

"Why haven't you heard such an important thing!

"What?"

"It's all about Lord Brave! I can't hear it."

"Ah, too." I wasn't exactly the kind of person you could ask. I don't know what else to do. Ah? Or do you want to try instead? This was a trauma festival from start to finish, right? It's a dragon, Dragon! Can you fight a monster that can destroy the world's seven billion human beings and the civilizations they have created single-handedly!? Ah!? Ah!?

"Oh, that's..."

Peel off your octagonal teeth, triangulate your eyes and angry Shuiming. Fermenia and Lefir forgive him for saying, "How's it going?" when he starts making beastly threats.

"I'm a horse!

"Please calm down, Lord Swimey. It doesn't seem..."

"It doesn't have to be like that!

"Suimei. This is a mess. I guess it's not what I fought for in your world, is it?

"No, but dragons are dragons! Ugh!

"You mustn't go wild, Suimei!"

"Ghahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Both shoulders were pressed against Lefir, and those around him seemed to be sending a bewildered gaze, even if there had been an earlier story.

(Sounds awesome, doesn't it)

(I guess I was so cornered. I have seen Lord Swimei in a similar condition before......)

Fermenia overlapped the current state of the water when the water went wild during the first visit to the world. Even then, Shuiming had lost her cool because of irrational matters. I guess I have restraint from using magic to just not get violent, but just when these things happen, I guess there's something about the year that suits me.

Eventually, Gaius asks if the water was expected to settle down.

"You didn't ask him about his name?

"Oh, oh... I was inlookin 'when I named you"

"Inrue hey......"

"Hmm? I remember hearing that name somewhere..."

Gaius seems to have no idea, but he sounded familiar to Lemaire.

When I realized it, Serfi was fading his face.

"Selfie?"

"... I've heard of it. About a hundred years ago, there was a terribly strong dragon man (Dragon Newt). He said he defeated the demon man who ate the one who couldn't defeat anyone at the time."

"You mean that's him?

"Sure, my master said inrue about that dragon man. Probably..."

"... for Christ's sake, was he like that - you know, a hundred years ago, you've lived a long time"

When Shuiming exhales fed up, Lemeia opens her mouth to answer it.

"Dragonut is a long-lived species with elves and dwarves. I've heard about a demon who eats that person before, so maybe the dragon man (Dragon Newt) is alive for a hundred to two hundred, too?

"Ugh... is there such a long lived guy in this world? I'm getting chilly."

Fermenia asks Shui Ming, who shows a trembling bare gesture holding her own shoulder.

"Is it Maz who lives long?

"He who lives a long time in my world mostly sucks and has standards to say it. Even a hundred years old sucks. He sucks pretty bad."

"Mm, who Lord Swimei says so much about..."

While Fermenia makes her face grumble, Shuiming thinks of those long-lived monsters. To the Alliance Leader of the Order, Chancellor, Dr. Monster. And so do the Mages of the Greed of Ten, all of whom have terrible powers.

At the end of the story, Fumi Hatsumi speaks up.

"Isn't it time to end the story? I'm fine..."

Hatsumi glances at Shuimi a little reluctantly. To her consideration, Shuiming has never been particularly strong,

"It's time for me to rest. Let's keep it open today."

I also perceive that Hatsumi is tired, and this is Mizumi seeking rest from herself. Perhaps as a man he should be strengthened, but he was also wondering how psychologically the soldier was trying to make him seek rest from the brave.

When I try to pull it up to a place where I can rest, I accidentally get signs behind my back. Mitsumi tried to find out who the Lord of those signs was.

"You're not going to be able to move. Then."

"To?"

I was suddenly grabbed by my arm when I thought I heard Refill. And the body is pulled up. Then a rotation and twist that I wasn't sure was added to my body, and I noticed that Mizumi's body was delivered to Lefir's back.

"Hey, @ x !?

"Suimei, you're speechless, aren't you?

"I don't know! Or what do you do, Mr. Leffi!?

"It seemed like a hundred million bucks to move, so I thought I'd give you a lift?

I appreciate the care, but since a man is carried by a woman, he has a weird gaze from around him.

"No, no, no, no, no! Put it down! I'm all right, put it down!

"No. I guess I'm tired. Better not force it."

"You're dressed too badly like you can't or nothing girl pussy you!

"I can't help it. Because you used your power to the limit."

"That's not my fault..."

No, I tried to say it, but when I realized it, Lemeia was leaking a sneak laugh.

"Ku, kuku..."

"Hey, don't laugh. There!

"Because, hey..."

"Because it's not! Or Fermenia laughing at me!

"Even so, it's unusual for Lord Swimey to be highly disturbed. Heh, heh... you can't stop laughing when you see pity..."

Fermenia is also pointed out to Shuiming, but she just has a delightful grin.

Still intolerable to Mizumi, this time Liliana,

"Awesome, sweetening people's favors is also an adult measure."

Stabbing at the stomach is always an innocent thing. After all, Ming Shuiming realized she couldn't escape from her penis, all she could do was shout out her grudges in a grand way.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey! Remember you guys later. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Then, after a day or so of rest in the fort, the Mimings took up their journey back to Miazen.