172 168 結果が分かっていると反応に困る (2/2)

You are going to be laughed at by Vals for doing nothing and turning around, but since you can't do anything, you decide to take action once you decide to do so.

”Huh?

The sensation that the instructors had drilled into my body to be sensitive to deadly force sent a rush of electricity through my brain.

A chill runs down your spine and you follow your premonition and with all your might, you swing the mineral tree toward the space behind you, where there should be none.

You felt something slicing through the air.

Immediately after that.

Ohhhhhh!　My arm!　The arms!

Who are you?　This sword.

A scream rises from that swept space.

It wasn't there earlier.

There's no doubt about it.

But then I realized something had attacked me, and I reflexively shook the mineral tree, and there was a splash of blood, and a man kneeling with his arms down.

You quickly turn around and see the man's face, but all you remember is that it doesn't look familiar.

But I'm sure I know something that applies to this situation.

Gently, you look at the dagger lying on the ground near the man, still above your wrist, and you're sure it's something dangerous.

You can tell at a glance that it's something dangerous, so you slash it with your lumberjack.

Huh, that's it, huh?

Cracking the dagger just around the middle, you see that the suspicious atmosphere has disappeared, and once that's done, you turn your attention to your attacker.

Kuro hair and dark eyes, a face that looks only Japanese by all accounts.

You don't have to wonder why he's here alone, but he's the culprit behind the demon sword incident, I suspect.

There is too much circumstantial evidence, including the fact that he attacked me and the dagger that looks like a magic sword.

At first he was screaming in pain, but now he's quiet, I wondered why he's so quiet, so I checked him out.

”It's off, it's off, oh no, it's off!

The dagger was split in two and the painful cries of pain disappeared, but now it was mumbling and mumbling, giving off a dangerous atmosphere.

You should not get involved with a man who is clearly not in his right mind any longer, but you can't just leave him like this.

”d*mn.

You have to take out a potion from your waist and put it on the man's hand to stop the bleeding, and then retrieve the man's hand and the devil's sword that he had smashed to pieces, holding the man whose hostility had vanished and walking away.

I was afraid that the man might try something while holding him, but he only let out a dry laugh.

As you run, the man just stares at his missing hand and repeats that it's off, and you can't help but feel mentally exhausted just hearing it.

The miasma miasma is a mere mortal disease that can cause the miasma to become much worse.

You'll be able to get a better idea of what to do with it.

”Hey!　Can you understand me?

”Ha ha ha, out of place, out of place

He grabs your face and tries to make eye contact with you, but his eyes are unfocused, and he's not sure what he's looking at.

These people aren't psychiatrists.

Snap your tongue and realize this man is out of my control.

Potions can't cure the mental.

It's impossible to tell in this situation if he was drugged or if he really is suffering from a mental illness.

It's good that I brought you in for information, but there's nothing more I can do.

Huh?　The timing was good.

When you are at your wits' end, you feel a presence.

It's not a disturbing presence like that of the undead, but the presence of the purely living.

And this distinctive black presence is unique to the devil.

It's not crazy about that feeling, and it's sure to find me.

The group, which had grown stronger, turned its course and appeared this way.

Tanaka Jiro, what are you doing here?

Perhaps a leader.

The man in the lead, the demon, calls my name and asks me if I'm here.

”I'll tell you the details later. I flew in to fix the problem, but I couldn't do anything about it, so I just turned around. Thanks for the good timing. There's a magic circle ahead. That's probably what it was. And this is the street monster that's been causing a ruckus lately.

”What?

Let's talk about what kind of special forces it is later.

A forest camouflage demon appeared, and judging from the lack of hostility and the emblem on his shoulder, I explained the situation honestly.

Finally, he points to a man leaning against a tree while lighting a cigarette.

”And then?　What's going on now?　The other testers

”I'm safe. The evacuation is now complete and we are waiting in the village. So, is it true what you just said?

”There's no point in lying here, the sword is here to prove it. He's the one who is responsible for the latest scare. Maybe it's the magic sword or something else, or maybe it's just me, but he's gone crazy since he cut his wrists off. Is there anyone in this unit that can do healing magic?　I want to join hands with this guy's mental health treatment.

All right. And we'll get the magic sword too. I'll have my men take it to Master Evvia.

”Yes, please.

Handing over the man's wrist with the magic sword, one of the troopers approached the man and began to heal him.

He let out a sigh, thinking that this would solve the situation, as three others went ahead to check out the magic circle.

I was relieved to see the end of the job at hand, not knowing that this was just part of a plan that was less than a prelude to a battle.

Another side

The man had a smile on his face behind his hood the whole time.

This is despite the fact that the wizard who was supposed to be a key part of this plan was captured.

I would have liked to see a little more of his skills, but was he too much to handle, even with the magic sword? That's enough for now. And the results are great. He did a pretty good job. I was going to turn him into an abandoned pawn and let him die here, but as a reward, I'm going to give you the right to live.

No, I guess that's now useless.

The turmoil in the forest of spirits is gradually coming to a halt.

The summoning party of the immortals is being closed in.

At last, the magicians who used the vein to summon them have been seized.

The man, who has no more cards on hand, gently flips his cloak and leaves as if to see off the end of the play.

Yeah, I'm looking forward to the harvest.

Only the words echo in the place, and the man leaves in a spatial transfer.

Another side end

Word of the Day

What you can't do is right in front of you, and your future course of action depends on how you react when you fail to do something. That was the day I thought so.