Part 3

The Fort Bridge Ulg had a visage of two box-shaped buildings linked together with stone arches. At a sudden look, it resembled a castle gate.

Those box-shaped buildings were spacious, and many of the guards usually lived there.

However, right now, because they readied their equipment and came down to the first floor, it was cramped.

The soldiers thought of their hometowns, encouraged themselves, shed tears over their nearing deaths……In front of the opponent they felt hopeless against, they showed the manifestation of various emotions.

Since Shera had handed the Grape Wine over to Boris, the quest was already achieved.

It would be fine if they just went back to town but……

——If I leave things as they are now, this place will probably be annihilated.

And then, before long, the Demonic Beings will probably invade up until the town.

It was a strange story.

Faltra City had a barrier. Even if the Demonic Beings were to attack, if the gates are closed, they shouldn’t be able to enter.

Would the Demonic Beings assemble more than a hundred-something beings for the sake of a meaningless expedition?

Next to him, Shera was trembling.

「Diablo, have you seen a Demonic Being before?」

「Naturally.」

「You are a Demon King after all!」

「Well, pretty much……」

「Are they strong?」

「Youngster, it’s unfortunate but your resolution will become useless. After all, today will not be your last!」

「Eh!? Wh, what are you……Diablo-san?」

And then, Demonic Beings appeared.

The guards of Fort Bridge Ulg raised voices that resembled screams.

Diablo turned his eyes to the point across the stone bridge.

There was a black group.

Right now, he felt like he wouldn’t lose even to the Demon King.