Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

The Demon King's Army was in a hurry.

Only one of the Demon Kings, to be exact, was.

Jade-Raja's territory, which should have been hunted down to the point where it was no longer in sight.

Under the circumstance of crushing all the cities dotted everywhere, and then hunting them down to the point where Jade himself would leave only one city standing, and the battle in that city would be over in less than an hour.

Because only one dragon flew in, and a wall of wind appeared that surrounded the entire city, and was prevented from marching by the wall to a quote that wounded quite a few wounded by its wind pressure.

Besides, its wind walls are not magic as they would otherwise be used to defend the city, nor are they so high.

Even so, there is no sign that the demon king's army will ever be erased, even though those who can use witchcraft are committed to disarming them in total.

"What's going on, already!

A woman dressed in a black Gothic lolita-style dress is treading on the estate at the headquarters of the Demon King's Army.

The woman, who would have been over twenty years old by the looks of her, presented the appearance of a human race from wherever she looked, stretching black hair on white skin to the area of her hips without a fabrication.

In a situation where all the surroundings are demonic, the sight of a human woman making a fuss was a very unusual sight in the light of common sense in this world, but there is no appearance that she considers it unusual as one of the demons around her, rather it looks as if she even has some respect for that woman.

"It's just a wind wall. What is it?! Why can't you disarm it!?

"Either the surgeon's power difference, or the difference in the amount of magic being infused, or both, it seems. Right now, we are doing everything we can to lift it"

"I don't care what reason you can't!

The woman kicked the demon clan she had reported on with her feet in black boots.

Due to the difference in weight and physique, it is unclear how much damage that kick did to the Demon Nation, but if a person does that to the Demon Nation, there is usually no life.

But without putting that aside, the demon tribe being kicked was not allowed to be microscopic by a woman who would kick continuously, but was left to be kicked hard.

"Damn, you can use it. If you say so!

She was a woman who had been kicking for a while with frustration, but realized that her actions had not even become a slight itch against her opponent, she stopped kicking her breath absurdly and lowered her back somewhat to a chair resting in the center of the main unit where she made her lump for herself.

The Demon Clan, who was being kicked, bowed his head only politely and respectfully to the woman who swept over the chair, without even trying to pay for the place where he had been kicked and dirty.

"Sorry, I will continue to do my utmost to lift"

"Ha, you know what I mean?

In contrast to the demonic tribes who deal with it with courtesy, the woman said, without breaking the attitude of the bystanders only.

"This army! From His Majesty the Demon King, this me! It was received by Sazane-Chromites! This is a flourishing mission that I wanted to direct this attack to!?

"You're right. Our Lord."

"My army! Give me the status quo of being stopped by such childish sorcery! You don't feel sorry for me!?

"You're right. Our Lord."

"Then don't do anything about it!

"As you say, my lord"

Answering as if it were a machine, some of the demons around them move to convey their current orders to the front line, but the movement is somewhere giddy, and the anomaly of the demons being subordinate to human orders adds up to creating a somewhat distant sight.

The parties don't seem to notice one thing about the anomaly, and the woman in the black dress, named Sassane, once again lifts herself up with a sloppy collar and hem of the dress as she swoops back into the chair.

That motion alone somehow brought something sobering up in the faces of the demons around them.

"Uh, no more abominations."

Is that dress steamy and hot with a lot of thick cloth, or is the sazane blurry with the touch and the hem of the dress.

Her own body odor and a sweet fragrance that annoys her whether she is also intertwining with perfume.

"I just want to cut up such a cumbersome task and get a flashy one like world domination!

The unlucky thing for Sassane was, first of all, that the protection of the city was a wall of wind.

When a woman named Black Honey Fine Sound has been called to this world, she, along with two other men who have been called by the same time, has been informed that the Demons of this world have been persecuted by other races from the existence of naming the Demons God and are about to usher in exactly the time of doom.

To save the demon tribe in danger of its doom from doom, they had been given various favors by the demon god, but what she received as a favor was < temptation (temptation) > skill.

It was as dangerous an ability as there was the word "inclined" in the original world, but if it were to be used in practice, in addition to being quite smart, his personality would also become an important element.

But this woman named Sassane did not wear the kind of clothes she was wearing now after being summoned, but had a short-tempered, self-centered personality, having originally preferred such costumes.

In other words, she was a woman who couldn't do that, like the ancient princesses faked herself to be liked by someone they didn't want.

He seemed to be aware of this, and when he benefited from it, he demanded quite a performance boost and it was fulfilled that there was no point in being normal.

The ability of Sassane to tempt even the dead, if they are men, takes away their free will and tailors them to Sassane's faithful servants.

She easily recognized the Devil's word that such powerful abilities would not benefit her from improving her physical abilities.

In the first place, if you are not the type of person who originally does something on your own, and you can manipulate others with your abilities, then you have nothing to do with yourself.

Because of Sassane's powerful ability to do so, she had been given an army by the Demon King and entrusted with its extraction, but this ability also had its drawbacks.

One is that it doesn't work at all for women.

This didn't matter to Sassane.

From her point of view, there is no point in being liked by women who are same-sex just because they want to be confused by the opposite sex.

The second is the scent drifting out of her body.

To the extent that this fragrance does not reach, it does not work on the ability.

Once allowed to smell it, it would remain somewhat effective, so that was why she could control a huge number of soldiers, but < temptation (temptation) > does not make sense in itself to the opponent who never let her smell it.

If Sassane was serious, the range of effects would be in a circle with a radius of about 1 km and this was tremendously powerful in urban strategy and so forth.

Anyway, there was no way to retain the intrusion of a soldier, because there was no way to prevent her smell coming on the wind or the atmosphere without knowing it.

Once under dominion, orders could be given without words, so we argued with each other and kept our thoughts to ourselves, and then there would be no solid castle.

It is the wall of wind that stopped the city that the Jades are standing in, too, when it was time for Sassane, who was thinking of dropping it that way, to see the city in the sphere of effect of his abilities in a little while.

No matter how powerful their abilities are, their identity is just a smell, not such that they can penetrate the interior beyond the walls of the wind, and the smell wound up by the wind will continue to interact with the atmosphere and deteriorate into something harmless.

Lotus Yan covered the entire city with wind walls simply because the magic that was compatible with him was wind, and the earth walls would break us down, the flame walls would make us uncomfortable to be inside, and the moisture on the water walls was the erasing legal choice that we didn't know where the hell such water was coming from, but we were supposed to choose the best way to defend ourselves indefinitely.

"If only the wind could manage, a city like this, it would kill instantly!

Little by little, the work of releasing the wind wall was not progressing.

The momentum of the wind is starting to weaken everywhere, and we are also beginning to see places that make us wonder if there will be holes in a little while, but the work as a whole is slow.

The unexpected was causing further frustration to Sassane.

She had little ability other than that < temptation) herself, so she had no help doing something about the wind wall herself. Some of the walls of the wind can't be torn by the hands of the demons who are servants early on? Thinking so, Sassane, staring at a wall of wind that was blocked by hatred, noticed that some of its walls were thin, but the wind had subsided. The place, as it stands, was not yet too thin to let the smell of Sassane through because it would deceive the aftermath of the surrounding wall, but when the thread of the offense finally tries to please Sassane into the sight of the surely torn wall, something that lightly covers it pops out between the wind walls. That's a crimson light of a strip. At first glance, I can see it was caused by some sort of sorcery, which pierced the corner of the Demon King's Army for each of the demons desperately trying to unlock the sorcery of the Wind Wall from an empty gap in part of the Wind Wall. After the light passes, nothing happened for a moment, but a further moment after that, the roar and blast blow everything that was in its orbit, making sure that the red light follows the path through. "... ha!? To an unexpected sight, Sassane gives a dumb voice. Until now, there has never been such a powerful counterattack from enemy forces standing inside the city. That is because those who are attacking and those who are defending are demons, and because of the antagonistic power of both, there were no such attacks that would ravage them unilaterally. Two figures emerged from the gap between the wind walls to confuse even more astonishing Sassane. "Ha-ha-ha! I knew I'd rather be this way than the dress! Really good! It was Emil walking the lead. In addition to the usual tubing top bra with hot pants and long coats, he dresses like elbow and knee protectors and black skinned fingerless gloves with a thump on his shoulder guard for no reason at all. It is Theon who walks with a misrillic knife in his hand with a frightened look, somewhere behind him. This one has the knife out of his hand. The others are as usual. In the space created by the first blow, Emil takes some demonic stones out of it and squeezes them in his right hand when he sticks his hand into the pocket of his coat without even looking at the enemies surrounding him. Emil screamed as if he exploded even with some uncontrollable emotion, scratching his head with a shattered, crushing fragment that fell as if it were some kind of makeup to his crimson hair. "Wow! No, I'm familiar with it! Get used to jitsu! You're kidding me! "Is Lenya's magic also some bad kusuri-like influence...? As blurry as it may be, Theon beats down the approaching demon clan in the peak part of the knife, beats it up and kicks it, and speaks out to Emil, who feels strangely kicked. "Hey Emil... where the hell is that story going that my people don't really want to kill? I don't know about those blown away by the blast, but Zion thought those pierced by the first light would surely be dead. In fact, the wreckage at that time is rolling pretty much all over my sight, shaping a tragic sight there. "I remember the details, buddy. Well, that hasn't changed." Now smile the demon stone with your mouth, and with dried meat Emil looks back at Zion slightly as he chews on it as if it were oblivious. "These guys on the front line, they're all dead already, so hey. I don't know what reason this army is using it as a soldier to serve the dead." "Huh? That kind of smells sweet to me like I'm gonna have a bad chest." "Ha ha! You stink! You really stink! There was a good distance from where Emil and the others appeared to the main formation of the Demon King's Army, but Sassane, who was in formation at that headquarters, could perceive the situation, the conversation, etc., if his abilities were within reach. In other words, Emil's conversation with Zion is outrageous to Sassane, but Emil and the others don't know about it. Whatever you knew, Zion and the others would have taken care of Suzanne, and there would have been no such thing as prudent mouth. "This is the army of dead people wrapped in such a smelly smell, here it is! As soon as Emil lays his hands on it, an enemy soldier who was trying to besiege Emils on every ground blows up. Emil, who splattered and blew the dust and man's body together, shrugged her shoulders exaggerated when she looked back at Theon with a very good smile. "That's why the properly living demons are supposed to be behind the army, so I don't think you have to worry too much about it." "Copy that. When you kill a living demon by mistake, you're sorry." "That's no choice. 'Cause it's war." By the time Emil answered, several soldiers' necks were already dancing in the universe. When a decent Emil begins to follow Zion's movements with his eyes, several more soldiers are being slashed down by Zion and back to just a chunk of meat as he raises his red bloodshot. "If you ask me, it's certainly too late" Some soldiers are attacking us with weapons. But that was a story that seemed a terribly slow move from Zion's eyes, and Emil's words that he was the army of the dead could also nod. Theon wonders if I wouldn't even have to feel so bad about this as I don't even meet with one person, slashing off both arms and my neck and kicking me to the rest of my torso. "In any case, you seem to be able to do the job you were told to do" "It's serious, Theon. That's where I like it. Come on." Pushing Emil back with an undisturbed degree of force to keep her body supple from her back, laughing naggingly, coughing one up, and then again, Zion sets up a knife. "Well, then, until the work inside is done" "Let's have some fun at the sweep, buddy! While the poisoned sweet air can stand in. They began to tear apart the armies of the Demon King, whose air was to be torn apart and whose silver sword flashes and red magic light swept in large numbers.