48 48. Encounter battle.txt (1/2)

Baru scours the entire Empire late at night on a whim.

The area is so vast that he doesn't know how long it would take him to get around using normal methods of travel, but it's no big deal if he's willing to do so.

Using a movement technique called Exclusion of Shadow, he can move back and forth across the Empire in a single second.

If you try to painstakingly check for any abnormalities, the time required will increase by about five seconds, but it will still be insane speed.

He suddenly felt uncomfortable and stopped at an empty wasteland in the southeast of the Empire.

''Who's there?''

What?　You must be quite a good sentient being for a lowly creature of the terrestrial world to be aware of my existence.

It appeared in response to Val's question and was a deformed form with jet-black skin that seemed to suck in the darkness and three pure white horns.

Its eight wings, the same color as its skin, were spread out miserably, and its eyes were a red color more horrific than blood.

It was about twenty centimeters taller than him, so it was probably one hundred and ninety-nine centimeters tall.

No matter how one looked at it, he was not an ordinary being, emitting a cold and evil magic that reminded one of a blizzard.

''Are you people of the demon world?''

”How.

The variant easily admits to Val's words.

You have better instincts for a lowly creature. I will have special mercy on you. You may call yourself.

No, not really a man to call yourself that.

When he replied, the xenomorph twitched its strong shoulders.

”You're still so stupid and incompetent to try to shield me from a lowly creature living on the soft ground.

The deformity laughed.

It was a brutal smile, like the amusement of watching a small animal fall into a pond and drown.

From his point of view, Bal was nothing more than a soft creature in a cloak, hood and mask.

'Shouldn't you call yourself that first?

Val asks calmly, and the deformity bursts out laughing belly laughing.

''Hahahaha. Is that what you call the style of a stupid, lowly, lowly creature?　In the demon world, only those who get killed take names. Well, good, because they should be rewarded for making me laugh. I'm Gevalttu. I'm Gevalttu, the ruler of all the woodworkers in this world. What's the matter with you?　You may tremble in despair and beg for your life, you know?

”...... Demon General. Are you the same rank as the ringleader who once invaded the earth?

The variant, whose name was Gevardhu, showed a nod at his words.

''Ah. I see, the flow of time is different between the earthly world and the demon world. ...... I'll give you a reward for remembering that. The Marshal and the army under his command, who once invaded this world, are the weakest. So it was the weakest general and the weakest army of our nine generals.

When he said that much, he deepened his mockery.

'Do you understand, lowlife?　That the people you have dealt with who have died nine deaths to nine deaths were only a minor player in our midst.

”The Nine Marshals, ...... I take care of you here, I can reduce it to seven, right?

Val is only calm and positive.

This attitude of his irritated Gevardeau.

You can't beat me as a lowly creature?　You don't have an army of a million men, nor do you have any heavenly protection weapons, just a single worm?　You'll forgive me if I've gone crazy with fear and despair?

Still, he didn't start to get angry because he decided that it was because Bal didn't understand the difference in power between him and them.

To Gevaltou, all the creatures of the earthly world were insignificant minnows, and he didn't feel the need to be wary of them.

That is why they are here alone.

''Since we're here, I'd like to ask you something. If the General falls, what happens to the army under you, the legion under you?

'You want to make ...... the gift of the underworld?　Good. In that case, it will be a matter of who will reassign to which corps. It won't be decided right away. In fact, it took some time when that Gregor guy went down.

He answered Val's question in a lawful manner.

He thinks that Gregor is probably the Marshal who attacked us a long time ago.

'So defeating you would buy us some time.

Hearing Val's words, Gevaltou's shoulders shook.

''Kukukuuku ...... enough!　You're the one!　You lowlife!　To Gewaltz!　You don't think you can win!