288 gossip escape

Measures devised by the Demon King.

That's what separates a line of brave men into three places, each attacking them.

Operation with more than 80% of the current Demon King's Army.

But he said that was not just an operation to defeat the braves, but to sharpen and exhaust their power.

Commander of the Third Corps, Assistant Commander of the First Corps, you take command in the rear.

Orders given immediately by the Demon King.

I just want to thank the Devil King for his care in ordering me to command you in the rear, whether you were listening to my faults in battle - but to be honest, I want to escape from where that fear exists as soon as possible.

From where we've already intercepted the Ice Brave and the Healing Wizard, there's information coming around that I hardly ever wanted to hear.

The devil showed up, you think?

The devil summoned the Warcraft, you think?

At that point, I no longer want to be in this place.

"Ha..."

I sigh loudly and retrieve the communications equipment I have at my branch.

Specializing in the transmission of information, there are five men in this location, each of whom communicates and holds the information of each unit.

In my midst - I connect the other day to the monster of Nono, who made me appoint an assistant.

"Nono, how about you..."

"Dear Hannah!! Oh, that! That brave bastard! Faster than Sean! Oh, no, Sean! Your power is still coming!! Sean! Be the Wind!! Shon!! Yes, Shon!! '

"Ugh..."

I flatter myself because of the high tension nono in the fight.

... that kid is going to survive somehow.

Let him check the situation again, turning off the noisy Fei Long combo audio for nothing.

"Did you make any movement?"

"No, we haven't found the lost brave anywhere and we're still searching. The brave men in the sky are doing everything in their power to respond… but as it turns out, they're only stuck."

"... this is tough"

Good situation.

This chaotic situation is definitely working positive for me.

More importantly, it is good that the brave man of light is rampaging me in the sky.

If you're from the sky, it's no surprise that some kind of mistake brought light magic here.

"Find where to direct us now."

Gather your men on a map placed on a large long table.

Instructions are where we're going to search.

They will be communicated to the Force Leader, from the Force Leader to his men, and the search will be broadened.

"For us, the most fearful thing is that the brave men are about to join us."

I guess the reason the Demon King let the brave men split up was because the average soldier knew it wouldn't extend to the brave men who bundled up.

In addition -,

"Another thing to fear is that the existence of the map will be known to the braves."

Now the movement of the brave is superficially suppressed because this one is more advantageous on the terrain.

If that advantage collapses, the braves will go to the Demon King almost intact. If that happens, we're not talking about our faults.

"First, escort each unit leader. Next, let your men hold the information on the bluff. … because if the brave men find out about the existence of the map and try to take it away, they'll just grab fake information."

The rear command shall be firm.

Because I'm not in the mood to be clueless about that, and if I don't stay active at all, I usually get suspicious.

Where my men are convinced, point to the map of the table.

"And think about the possibility of the brave men joining us and change the position of the soldiers who patrol a little. Prepare to send instructions to the unit leaders in each compartment."

"" "Yes!" "

Seriously consider and give instructions while anticipating the actions of the brave men.

To the extent that my men don't notice in it - I'm going to create a "hole” in the circle range.

"... and then you seem to be okay without me"

My men turn around and release a phantom magic magic bullet as they try to get back to work.

The phantom to show is simple.

That I, who sensed and went to see the anomaly outside, would take a direct hit of the light magic that flew like a stray bullet.

I won't show you a clear scene where I die, but I'll show you a performance that hints at it.

"I did what I had to do. I'll leave the rest to Mr. Gillette."

Put the hidden bag on your shoulders, sprinkle the sword and things on the ground that I know are in my hand, and drop the pre-prepared blood to the ground to disguise your own death.

"All right... shall we go"

Now neither my men nor anyone will doubt my death.

The maps are all memorized so there is no problem.

All you have to do is move to make a gap in the circuit route, and you should be able to get out.

Outside the city, there is a domed junction created by the Demon King, but you just have to lurk in the lair you prepared until it disappears.

All you have to do is remember that I was killed by a brave man, clear and free.

Exactly, too perfect a plan.

"And then don't bowl with the brave,"

But that's unlikely.

Because in this vast city, the possibility of me and the brave man proceeding alone accidentally bowling together would be almost equal to zero.

Even if they do, they'll be able to deal with it except that healing wizard.

……

It's not like you don't feel guilty about escaping.

Just a little, I'm sorry for the soldiers fighting here, but I still care more about myself than anything else.

"I didn't think the Demons had a future... because I don't think so"

The land is thin, and the demons, who have no choice but to live in the land that is dying, are now like living thanks to the Demon King.

It was defeated in the battle ahead, and now a line of brave men is coming to harm the Demon King.

Whatever form this battle ends in, to the Demon King's Army - there is no way ahead of the Demon Clan.

"Still, I want to be on the side of deception... I don't want to be deceived anymore..."

There is no point in kindness in this doomed land.

The moment I show you something like that, you'll be deprived of all the bread you offered and everything you need to live from now on.

As the land gets poorer, so do the hearts of the demons, including me.

"... maybe that's what those demons are used to destroy us"

I laugh at myself to put it that way.

"What are you talking about, me"

Even if that's not the real devil, I'm afraid of a healing wizard named Usat.

I'm horrified at that good-looking facial habit, and he's behaving badly.

What scares me more than anything is that I couldn't feel any lies in the words coming out of that mouth.

"... left at the next corner, was it"

After walking straight through the narrow aisle for a while, I tried to turn left through the aisle with only a few memories - that's when someone jumps in from the corner.

... you're a soldier on patrol!

But I also assumed that the soldier and I would accidentally bowl together, and I would immediately pound phantom magic into someone who appeared with magic caged in his hands.

If you touch it at all, the invincible magic that invites you to the illusory world in an instant.

Someone who was pointed at it had an illusion -,

"Mmm!"

"Yes!?"

——— When I could do something that was supposed to be like temper, I was forced to play the phantom magic that was supposed to be invincible.

Did you jump it?

E, Hajikitobashita?

"Nooo!"

"Hih!?"

The next thing to come is a bright black fist approaching me.

That stops on the verge of hitting me, and unusual wind pressure knocks me out.

The man who stopped his fist looked down at me with a lump on the ground.

"So, the Third Army Commander's...!? Why are you here?!?"

Eyes that shoot through those who stare, visible from the gaps in silver hair.

A black-dyed fist that stopped at the end of my eyes and nose.

It looks different, but I know who the person in front of me is.

"Oh, oh..."

What makes you the least likely to win?

That's crazy.

'Cause there's a lot of soldiers on patrol here.

Why would you run into me at a pinpoint...?

"No way, this sweet magic... your...!?"

It's sweet magic.

You mean the soul?

Is my soul sweet?

I don't know what that means anymore.

Nothing, I don't want to know.

I don't like it anymore.

"Nah..."

"What?"

A healing wizard tilting his neck.

Long hair, horns grow, he looks like a demon, but from his voice and face... no, I only know one unintelligible being who blows phantom magic with temper in the first place.

A healing wizard who is something mundane to me spilling tears from my eyes.

"I'll do anything, let it go."

"Yep..."

This world is too unreasonable.

Especially against me.

Sadly half crying, I stopped resisting.

And I - I sold my soul to the devil.