Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

- Mori.

In detail, it's a forest.

That would generally be a word referring to a place where trees flock across a wide area.

In words, it would be simple and commonly heard, but in modern Japan, no. Perhaps in the past, it is simply something called "forest". For that alone, it is something that the Japanese are not very familiar with.

Even in Japan, where forests boast seventy percent of the national territory, because they are mountainous terrain, forests are mountains of equals to the Japanese, and it is with many cases that the trees say depressing and thriving places, dim places where the trees make umbrellas, and the Japanese tend to think of mountains.

It is true that it is also a forest, but it can still be said that there is a forest called a forest in the West.

Europe has long been a land full of forests. Forests were not just in the mountains, but in the flats, in the hills, in most places where people could live, and they were blocking all connections of people.

Because once you get in, death is always next door. The forest is home to monstrous beasts such as wild dogs, wolves, bears and tigers, and dense, identical types of trees drive people's sense of direction crazy and swallow. It is not hard to imagine that going through the woods at the time would have been quite difficult for humans living on that land.

The fact that forests would also have been a grace-giving being to people, but on the contrary, they had also become one of the factors that had prevented people from developing, should be beyond doubt.

Yes, the woods are unfamiliar to the Japanese. I am therefore sure that these forests will allow people to correctly share their imaginations if they think of that sea of trees, or dense forests, where they feel lost and unspeakable fear.

Shuiming, who left the merchant squad and followed Refille into the woods, was walking for some time as she followed the signs of her magic.

I guess the only reason I can't ever rendezvous is because I was in a pretty hurry to get away so that Refile wouldn't bother the merchant squad. If she didn't complain and left at Galeo's discretion, it wouldn't be strange for her to go out and act like that.

And, as he walked in search of Refill, Shuiming looked up at the cloudy weather that had become difficult to see with the umbrellas of the trees, I think.

(Unreleased, I see. I guess wild beasts and fantasy nice to see you out on the hutu......)

Just a few stops for a holiday. Leaning against the tree that was in front of me, I open the water in the water bottle and exhale a delicate breath as I drank out of it. Perhaps or nothing, the demon will definitely come out. To the extent of danger, forests in different worlds are significantly more dangerous than forests in the other world.

Not to mention the danger of being attacked by the beast, first of all too undeveloped and without walking quite a distance there is no settlement. Because of the lack of breath in people, there is no opening, maintenance, etc., and the trees will continue to grow forever.

In a sense, isn't this a wide area junction with an area erosion type that encloses all hazards?

(I step out of myself like that, hey...)

Is it odd, is it just a fool? Even if I ask myself in my head, my doubts just swell.

In the meantime, before watering your throat to moisten it again, I'll ask you what you don't care.

"- I'm sorry to distract you, but would you excuse me for just slashing you?

Such a question against Kenji, who conceived the tension before the slaughter, pointing from behind. Did you try to make that sharp sharp, sharp tree by tree? I did.

The confusion of a familiar voice entered my ear, along with the sound of slight and grassy treading, as the flat line of words of Shuiming stuck in the quiet forest.

"... Suimei? Why are you here?

"Well, as you can see. I followed him."

Turning around, there was a look of Refill with the cutting-edge of the Great Sword lowered. Because he was diminishing the signs, he probably tried to kill them by misweighing them as chasers or beasts.

With her mouth flat as it is, Refill asks, distorting her face.

"I followed you...? Stupid, it's dangerous with me, isn't it? What the hell is that for?

"Well, it's going to be tough on your own. Mind you."

When Shuiming said so, Lefir closed his eyes in a clear and unambiguous manner.

"Don't worry. I can handle it alone. Your behavior is unnecessary."

"That the danger can be dealt with by itself?

"Yes."

So, it's kind of a twin. But clearly, it will soon collapse.

To such an idea, Shuiming points out with a sarcastic laugh.

"Then I ask you something that doesn't make sense. Is that enough for drinks and food?

"Ugh, that's, uh..."

"Right?"

Stuck in words, Refill streams his gaze sideways at first sight. Asking her to agree to all that chase, she comes up with any objections or a clear look revives.

"You don't have a load like that, do you? I don't deserve to say that line to anyone who doesn't even pay for their food."

"Even this?

So he said without hesitation to smash his serious face, and Shuiming showed him without difficulty a package larger than that out of the bag.

"Qualifications"

"What happened to your credentials? Did you fail the food intake test?

Before Mizumi, who is a little bit good at it, there is a refir that blinks his eyes.

That is not the case with what can now be described as a failure.

Shuiming's student bag is a treatment bag that uses witchcraft to enlarge only the volume. Even when it comes to gigantism, they use kabbalah and alchemy to replace the volume of student bags with the volume of foreign suitcases with sizes of more than one hundred and fifty litres.

But it is user-friendly, and this is one of Mizuming's pride dishes.

Seeing the blatant wonder played out in front of him like that, Lephile says frivolously, with his surprise on his face.

"... what is that obscure magic guide?

"I don't know what I'm good at," he said.... but well, you can't even say this is a treat you don't need, can you?

Because I showed it in the dark that I had what I needed. And when Shuiming says it with an uncontrolled smile, it doesn't return the word good though. Lephile either blames him, or he asks him out of sorrow.

"No... is that good?

Did you come with me? Meanwhile, Shuiming sighed.

"Why don't you tell me you're so sorry you're here now?

"That's... sorry"

"There's no way. You won't come with me if you regret it right away. Never mind."

Shuiming cuts back as a joke to Lefir, who immediately leaned down after making a deep sinking look. That's right. If I didn't feel that way, I wouldn't have followed you, so there's no way I'd regret it.

But even so, Refill seems to want to devour it inexorably, and he just pokes it to his detriment.

"But I'm being targeted, right?

"Right."

"Then."

So what do you say? Can you push yourself into a weak position and say it is justified and exalted? Yes, I stare at the invisible blame that annoys Refill and say it out loud.

"Should Lephire have followed him over there?

"It's..."

Mouthfeel, Shui Ming pointing a different question to Refile, who lost his escape. I look out at the sky, visible from among the trees, as if it represented the depression that surrounded this place, and I say it quietly all the time, as I ask towards it.

"- Hey, Lephire, honestly, which one do you want?

"Which is..."

"Either I came over here or I should have followed you over there."

"Well, that's settled. You'd better follow him over there."

"Is that true?

"Ho, it's true"

Refil, who hears a heartbreaking retreat and shows his mood in his face. The crown even though you can't believe it, or is it just an infantile strength? Shuiming stuck his finger there and let go of a stubborn word.

"Well, can you and Arshna swear that's not a lie"

"Become!? That's..."

There's nothing more to this than Lephire getting stuck in words, either. The name of Arshna is immense as it leads to the Church of Salvation. If I can't swear to her, it will be a lie after all.

Then, Refill sighs loudly, indicating the will of the concept.

"... you're a mean man"

"So, what do you say?

"Oh, it helps that you follow me. But..."

"Well, then, that's fine."

That's what Mizumi blocked Lephir from saying. I just calmed down to say that I'm barren no more, and that's enough, and don't blame yourself for being any less humiliating, so gently.

"Eh -"

"Nothing, you don't need to fit into a frame where the way you do things is smart or not. Fine, let's get this over with. I'm sure that's better, isn't it?

"Ah..."

As I've heard, even though I can't think of anything, I see Refile losing his word.

Yes. What the hell are we going to do, talk about it, pursue it? Even though we don't have to explore what the better way is. Give me an answer and listen to it, is that all right? Even if you do that, the spiciness and sadness in your heart never clears up comfortably.

So I didn't want you to tell me.

Whatever the story is going to be after this, if it's going to get you stuck, it shouldn't be something you should be doing right now. Yes, never.

"... what's up? Is that one of your complaints, after all?

When Shuiming opened one eye and peered, Lefir frowned like the possession had fallen all the time, agreeing.

"No, you're right. Maybe you're right."

More than earlier, maybe a few voices go through like clear hearts. I'm not being honest, but he convinced me for once.

Shuiming exhales as she scratches her head. From the side, sure, it wouldn't be the right choice. This is a loss standing around. I know that, and you might as well say what Lephire said.

But deciding whether it's right or not is ultimately up to the person you choose. It's good if you think the person is good, and the best isn't always the right thing to do.

Besides. There is something quite embarrassing about being honest about the fact that I was relieved of the cheap feelings that occupied my insights.

Anyway, you named me a magician. I was always far from dry, Shuiming.

"Well, if you're good at something like this, you might never find it."

"... I think that's too optimistic for anything at all, huh? Swimei."

"Right. It'd be bad if they broiled it."

The shallow, brighter remark was broken before the correct point. Shuiming agrees with the spit out sigh with a dry bitter laugh.

Yes, they also have quantities. If we can get sued by man-made sea tactics, we'll find them too. I'm optimistic you won't find it if you're hiding.

- Whether or not there is a premise for using magic.

Then.

"Sorry."

What is the matter? Apologies for slipping out. Shuiming asks Lefir, who bowed his head in front of him, with a strange face.

"Why would Lephire apologize there?

"It's probably my fault the Demons showed up. So."

"... Oh, the Yatai tale of that obsessive demon clan. Well, I felt like I'd never remembered it before. You came after me from the beginning, and the wind couldn't see anything."

Mizumi differs in Lephire's apology. He said it was too much to blame.

What Rajas said is fragmentary, and there's a part of him that doesn't really fall to blame for Refill.

The adventurer said it was her fault that the Demon Clan showed up, but it's totally irrelevant, if you think about it. The Demons would be more persuasive to come looking for someone else and guess that they happened to find Refill there.

However, what happened on that occasion occurred because of the unfortunate overlap between the fact that the whole thing had not yet recovered from panic in the demonic raids and the fact that the easily attacked subjects were nearby.

No one can make a sober decision at any time, no one with that kind of weight can do that, and that can happen all the time.

Besides, I guess he thought so too because Galeo got away from the squad, but that one in Galeo is a choice he took to avoid the merchant squad from obvious danger. They cut off Lefir because it's not the same as establishing survival when he's running away from his power somewhat more than the danger of being absolutely targeted.

Neither does she interpret it in a bad direction nor feel responsible for it.

But Refill himself doesn't seem convinced.

"But the guys who are still hanging out with Tria and Western countries sent troops to Astel until they cracked some of it. That's all I'm saying..."

Don't you think? Rajas said she couldn't let go of Lephire's power, and she said herself...

"What. You're pretty confident in your power, aren't you?

When I niggered and pointed it out, did I embarrass myself by letting myself peek at my confidence unknowingly? Refile crimson her face and screams.

"Wow, I'm serious, huh? Don't tear me up!

"Ha, bad bad. Sure you're strong, Refill."

Apologize for what you did to her and turn around. When you lifted her strength, it seemed like a dissatisfaction. Rarely, a pointy voice.

"... don't feel like you're being ridiculed when you say it"

"I don't know. You know, it was easy to slaughter the guys I was working on."

It is the undisputed heart of Shuiming, felt in earlier battles. But it looks like Refill still has something in him. One word or two, I'm tying my mouth to the letter to, like I said.

But Shuiming lets go of such signs now and says the rest of the story.

"So - well, you know, you said you were surviving Nocious about Refill. Sure, what's a nosias?"

Unquestionable rhetoric was cut off by Lephire's troubled voice.

"... you know about it even though you're negligent about things around here."

"Oh, oh, sort of..."

Reminds me like a fool right now, and I get a retarded reply. Speaking of which, that was the setting. Even though I am oblivious to common sense, can't I help but think it is somewhat strange that I have the knowledge that goes through the situation?

As Shuiming roars in her heart, Refill speaks as if she had noticed something on the inside, or as if it were zero.

"- Oh, yeah. Like he said, I'm a survivor of Norsius."

Was that the revelation of who you've been hiding? Refill's confessional stinging voice echoes. He said it was the survival of a country destroyed by demons. Some pitiful tone, with a band.

Shuiming is shorter than that.

"Northernmost Country"

"Yes."

"Surely, you were the first to be raided because it was the boundary between human and demonic territory, right?

"You know me well."

"... it's important."

As for that, it was an opportunity for us to be called. You can't even forget it.

Refill then affirms, in a voice of flattery, whether he has recalled the conversation.

"- Oh. The protection from the Demons has always been a nosias. And it fell in less than a month."

Hidden behind that voice are thoughtless or untrained? Words that make you feel spicy.

It was with what Astel's prime minister said in Camelia.

"I also heard it was nearly a million troops?

"A million... I don't know where that story came from, but I wonder. I've never seen such a crowd of creatures, so I can't tell you for sure."

The opposing words were not exasperating. But what is that euphemistic rhetoric complaining about beyond words?

To the water that still doesn't make sense, Refill mirrors the scene like a grey slide at the end of his narrowed gaze one day.

"It's the ocean, that one. From the edge of the horizon to the edge filled with demons, like the sea, such countless armies have attacked across the border."

What Refill is looking at at at the end of his gaze, his mind. Imagine that as well as watering down, sounding gobbly and swallowing.

What exactly is it like for an organism to push over like a tsunami? If you're not tired enough of erasing the horizon, a crowd of outsiders filling one side. It would be more vicious than that because it is in line with the fierceness of nature, no, and individually willing. If you can be attacked by such things, are people enemies?

In the midst of such thoughts rushing through my head, Fu and Refile.

"... what I saw in the northernmost fortress was such a sight. That's all I remember then."

"That's all you mean, you've been pushed into a situation where you can't afford it"

"Oh. You were right, we were at our best. I'm going to try to get the demons to push me in front of you."

"So, what was that thing about you then?

To the abstract identification of Mizumino, Refile returns the nod of affirmation.

"You're Rajas. After him. After pulling together his surviving companions and retreating, he became the wingman to fight. As I heard earlier, it seems to be one of the seven demon generals."

"No, you said that"

Reminds me of Rajas' words. He kept the army from Nakshatra and left it alone. Surely that demon tribe should have proclaimed that.

But...

"Seven bodies..."

"Oh, I remember hearing you say that in the middle of a fight then too. I don't know the details, either, but he bragged that he had broken three of the seven armies."

Refill, there is no emotional movement in your voice. But in Shuiming's eyes, he could see the face shaking his gaze in retrospect.

Is that worrying? Then the magnitude of the shock she suffered when she heard the word is not hard to imagine. Three armies. So how many are all combined? To think on a scale.

"Three. And if it's still possible to say it's more than a million, how much will it be when it's all combined..."

Is this a bad story at last?

I didn't even lick something, but the taste of spicy acid spreads in Mizumi's mouth. If you're a million in three, simply think twice as strong. But from what I've heard about Refill, it won't count in such simple calculations. Does that mean that humanity in this world is being targeted? Certainly not so much when compared to the military scale of the other world, but what more than six billion human beings tell you not to compare to the hissing world.

Sometimes the other guy's out there, and it's more or less impossible to hang it on the shoulders of a few brave men called. The same goes for myself in this world, but the advance of Trinity, who asked and undertook to defeat them more than that, is still in jeopardy.

"So when I fought Rajas at that time, I had no hands or feet before his power. The troops crumbled, and then I told that demonic woman..."

And there was an unfamiliar unique noun in the story of Refill that I mentioned.

In contrast, Shuiming asks casually.

"The demon tribe of women? Is something wrong?

"No... it's nothing. So..."

But I didn't return the answer. Shaking his head quietly and blocking the conversation, Refile takes a breath and now it's time to say the real thing.

"That's probably not the only reason Nocious was first targeted"

That would be the core of the story that made me smell like I'd just broken up an army. I don't even think about it, I'm sure of it.

"Spirit."

"Supiriki?

I hear new words in my ears, and I ask you suspiciously, Refile. In contrast, Shuiming realizes that she remained knowledgeable and answers the question.

"Oh, no, it's about the power that Refill has. That's what they call it at our place. Spirit."

"Is there someone as powerful as me in the east as well?

"No, there's no such thing as a refil, but, well, to a large extent?

And, I lean my neck towards rhetoric that neither Mizumi nor myself know well, but I don't know even more about Refile, who was listening to that. No matter. Perhaps this world is not defined the same as the other world and the Spirit. Because this world, like the other world, does not account for more of the sources of existence than nature or mystery, and firstly, because there are no objective elements or fundamentals to be gained from the point of view of diverse sorcery knowledge, there is little data on the Spirit, and even spirits on the rules of this world cannot even be identified as saying what it is.

... Refill seems to have been speculating on the contents of Shuiming's story for a little while, but in the end he doesn't get an answer and fixes the story that's derailed.

"I don't know the language, but you're right. We call it the power of the Spirit. In my country, it has long been said to be a force against the demons."

"With that said, he said sword moves are passed down from generation to generation, too?

"Oh. My ancestors were born between the Spirit and man. They say the goddess Arshna weighed in to fight the demons. The sword moves were also born at that time, and with all their power, they have helped the brave men who were called a long time ago."

"A brave man, hey, are you serious..."

Shuiming squeaks small and small at the story of Refill, which contains unexpected words.

I had no idea that Lephire's ancestors had become the strength of the brave men who had been summoned back in the day. And now what ironic cause is this that its descendants are with themselves for not following the brave? I don't feel like I'm being fooled by something I'm not good at.

Then, Refill looks spicy, lonely, with a look at him at all times.

"I, too, wanted to protect people with this power, to help, that's what I thought. But in the end, the dream ended with a dream. And now it's like this."

With his mouth, Refill quietly lays his eyes down.

Fall back on your homeland, become an adventurer, be exposed to unspeakable slander, and taste solitude. Do you have any thoughts on your body like that?

The face of a woman scorched by unexpected dreams and finally betrayed by reality. That was definitely there. I wanted to protect, I wanted to help, just straight up, and my pure thirst was a face gasped at such spiciness that I was unreasonably deprived of hope, as denied in bad faith.

I had the power. So I tried to take advantage of it. For someone.

But there was nothing I could do. Yes, like you're complaining about unrequited thoughts.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"... hey Refile. What the hell is a Demon Clan?

Turning away from the inhospitable face she showed, Lephile answers the unexpected question.

"... them. To be honest, I don't know for sure either. But there's probably no one in the world who really knows more about them. There's no way to get information about the Demons but a little from stories we've been telling for a long time."

"What about just a little bit of that?

Is that what you tell Lephire's house? It is the record of those who have fought demons for generations at the border where demons and humans continue to flirt. It would be the most reliable information in this world.

"You told me before that there was an evil god in this world who fought with Arshna... He said the evil god boasted a mighty power, and at the end of the day he lost before Arshna and the elements and spirits, and was driven into the narrows of the dimension"

"Oh."

Shuiming agrees. He did say it was something he taught me on the road on a journey before.

I generally remember the conversation, and perhaps what she called the narrow dimension is the outer world, the so-called void between the world and the world, the outer shell world.

I saw a nod. Refill goes on.

"They say the Demons were servants of that evil god. He was under the protection of the Evil God, trying to fill the world with chaos full of strife and death"

What is chaos, has it come out big again? No, it would naturally be a big story on the scale at a time when something evil is involved.

In the end, the consequences of devil worship and the direction that the outside gods try to take go hand in hand. There is a difference between disloyalty and spitting madness.

Then you will.

"I said shelter, but then you say that the source of that power of the Demon Nation is its evil god?

"Oh, speaking of which, I think you had that theory. I don't really remember either..."

"Phew..."

"What's up? Swimei."

Suddenly suspicious of Shuiming, who silenced himself with his contemplative face, Refile utters a question. Such a delimitation of her into thought, Shuiming answers the identity of the idea.

"No, think for yourself about what a demon tribe is."

"Hmm, that sounds interesting."

"You want to hear it?

"I'm very interested."

That said, he seemed like a special victory there for what he was thinking. Refile is laughing as impressed. But did I just say that the face is really an anticipation of the fun that springs from interest? It doesn't seem to be an expectation of the possibility of getting to the truth. Anyway.

- Okay, first things first.

"Fine. But let's start with the definition of the evil god that came out to talk about it."

Did you lose some tone of voice in the magician's face? Shuiming cuts out about evil gods.

The definition of God and the Spirit in the world of water was also touched upon in the story of the Spirit.

Essentially, the only thing in the outer shell world is a concept that has a power similar to that of the gods that appear in inheritance, etc., and when invoking them in summoning art, they name them, determine their existence, and so they appear as gods, spirits, etc., when they finally come into existence.

The gods and spirits we speak of in the other world are such vague and invisible, information only, but if the evil gods of this world are affixed with names and definitions like the gods and rulers outside, they are the same, exceptional, and have a history (of) existence.

I mean, the Evil God...

"Let's say that the evil gods that exist in the narrow space of the dimension, or outer shell world, still exist as firms today. His hope is that this world will be filled with chaos, and he is still looking for tigers from the outer shell world to do so. But because he has his existence tied up there, he can't interfere directly with this world like he did when he fought with the goddess a long time ago. So instead its servants and demons who are pulling their thoughts more than evil gods are trying to fill the world with chaos with the help of the evil gods they believe in"

"Mm..."

Was the reasoning surprising? Refill's complexion turns into a flickering, only stubborn one.

But Shuiming never takes a good look at it, and he keeps on saying the most obvious things.

"Well, that's a clich, but as far as I've heard earlier, that would be the place for a scenario. From what I've heard, it sounds more like we're trying to fill it with contention than just trying to get it back to the world for the first time. - Whoa."

I don't know if all the Demons do, but when I do, Mizumi notices a derailment when she puts it in her mouth, she modifies the track of the story.

"Actually the problem. That's fine, as for its puppet, the Demon Nation... right. Original spec...... different from human because of the strength of the flesh, I wonder if it is another creature that originally followed a different evolution, or was designed by the evil gods and the devil ones. I don't know if there's any certainty in either of them. That's the impression I got from listening to you earlier."

"That's a pretty funny story"

"Thank you. So, protection is the story, and most of their power should be based on the evil gods'. That's the black throat overflowing from the Demons."

Lefir pinches his doubts on the definitive watermark.

You think that's not a demon-specific power?

"Right. Such a monster creature is not a natural force. Because it makes sense that power against the world and against nature is never created in that world. Nobody consciously makes anything to destroy themselves, do they? The world is full of shit. So that makes it an inexistent force in nature. For this reason, basically, the body of a creature can be made mediocre of anything, and so the only thing that disjustifies it is something that has been influenced by a being that doesn't stumble into the world. So, what is that?"

"Evil god."

"Talk back, don't do that. At a time when the Demons can use such power, the existence of evil gods is proven. It's a tough story."

Yes, in the end, the story of the demons comes down to the story of the evil gods. Though, that's where it's the most cumbersome and hard work. Even so.

"So, Arshna and I are against evil gods, so perhaps humans and other subhumans in this world are enemies to them because they have that faith from their roots. So they try to kill creatures that don't fit the will of the evil gods."

When Shuiming concludes the story, Refill narrows her eyebrows and eyes as if to indulge in the content of the story.

What stirs and clumps in its head. In anticipation of the time, Shuiming releases a calm word.

"What do you say? I think it could be a theory.

"Sure. It's a story that makes sense. This is the first time I've heard a story about the existence of an evil god or the source of the demonic power, but if you think back to what I've said based on what I've just told you, the inheritance will be the best."

"That was a pretty funny story, wasn't it?

"Oh, that's unexpected. There was a lot more to it than that. That's amazing, Suimei."

And, to her, who nods as seriously as she was impressed, Shuiming puts in a supplement.

"By the way, I think humans can fight demons because of Arshna's protection. Except in this case, that's why the average guy has the power to resist. The magic of the wizard also works because the elements also apply to the creation of things hostile to the evil god"

Yes, that's why when I was fighting the Demons, it didn't work on any physical attacks other than magic that didn't go through the elements. Because this human being is inherently endowed with the power of faith because it is closely related to the lives of people.

In addition to that, the wizards of this world have attacks via elements that are also strongly connected to Arshna and the Spirit, with great and effective power over the Demonic Nation. A good example of this is that the wizard was defeating the Demon Clan with the subtle magic of power.

But on the other hand, I wasn't born in this world like I was, and anything unrelated to the elements should be less powerful.

Hence.

"- Sometimes I ask, when I fought the Demons before, did the magic of the new American wizard work for the Demons?

Asked, Lephile often said after dedicating herself to the pursuit, with a voice far from her face and certainty.

"No, there was a variation between those who could make an effect and those who could not..."

"The wizard you can put out, even if you haven't used magic for a long time, touched the mystery and it worked because there was a connection to the element. But the wizard who couldn't get it out couldn't defeat the Demon Clan because it was the first time he touched the mystery at that time, and the connection to the element was thin. Isn't that why you're here?

"No, that's it"

"- Assuming it is, we're talking about. Well, I guess I'm a dozen or nine."

It is uncertain simply because there are few materials, but there is certainty. The fact is that Refill affirms that there has been variation, so if you erase the reasons for not fitting that, you should generally get this answer.

However, if this assumption is correct, it cannot have the desired effect on the Demon Nation unless it is certain sorcery, and the water tree, which will now fight the Demon Nation with the magic of this world, may struggle until it is accustomed to it.

In any case, the answer was given. Because the Demon Clan has the protection of the Evil God, it basically only works with this magic of the sayings that fight it.

But. If the source of that power anchored the demon tribe in its present form, they would call it the evil being of the other kingdom, and that sorcery would work.

(All you have to do is knock them out on the ground...)

It was that time when Mizuming was convinced that that magic would still work, that he had elevated previous memories.

"Suimei kun"

"Hmm? What's up?

"No, who the hell are you?

That kind of casual question is probably due to previous statements. Makes me wonder what it really is rather than wondering who I am.

To her inquiry like that, but Shuiming was not rude.

"- Well. I mean, I think it's time to look for a place to rest?

"Right."

Refile agrees looking at cloudy weather, which is starting to stain blue in the woods as it begins to darken. Is it because of your mind that unfortunately it seemed at the edge of your sight that you flaunted your shoulders?

With her, Shuiming walked out into the woods again.