Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

I want to rest.

Twisting her feelings that she truly thinks so with her strength, Lianya sees the situation of Shion and the others.

Somehow, Theon had truncated two person-shapes, the other two had Az burning one, and the other had Rhona crushing her head with a full swing of mace.

Seeing that the annihilation is over, Lianya relieves herself.

Basically, he was just a puppet to be grabbed, so it wasn't like he'd have to struggle too hard though.

"Lenya, it looks like you're done... but you're going to use strange swordsmanship again"

Seeing how Lianya fought along the way, Zion comes closer as she pushes her interest forward.

Hitting moves with sheaths or purposefully showing your back in the middle of a fight.

It just looks like a gap and even makes it a fabric stone to create centrifugal force.

That's what I said. The way we fought was something the Zions didn't know.

"I'd like to teach you, but I can't tell you that either."

"Yeah?"

"You forgot, an AZ party member would be attacked in the previous room. We need to open this room's exit early to help..."

"You did."

He was too obsessed with the battle and forgot about it before he entered the battle, Scion, blushing a little, but running to the exit of the room, which had become blocked.

The exit door never opened, even after the demons fell.

Scion, who ran over, tries to slap him with his fist, but only returns a hard sound.

Then and now I will try to slash him with a long sword in my hand, but there was a hard, tall sound, and Zion saw Lianya with tears.

"What's up?

"Paralyzed..."

He slapped the hard stuff to his power, so his hands got paralyzed.

Even the slashed sword is so lacking that it clearly understands the tip that it wastes things.

"I'll try. Out of my way."

When Az lowers Zion, he casts a spell.

"Gather in my power, demon bullet. Put it on!

Using up to the surgical parallels, two magic bullets released by AZ are fired out with a tight door in sight, but they are scattered empty on the surface of the door and disappear.

To the sight, Az glanced at the door with an eyebrow root.

"This door, witchcrafted, and still alive"

"You mean this is still alive?

Az denies Lianya's inquiry pointing to the Devil's neck, which remains pierced at the tip of the knife.

"There's no way he's alive in that state."

"Because who the hell practiced magic?

"I don't know.... but keep it up!

Kick the door, as if Az were going to hit the frustration.

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Az would also have guessed that the fellows attacked in the room in front of him were not compatible with the demons they attacked.

Because I'm guessing, I'm in a hurry, but there's no way this is going to happen with one magician's kick when Scion's slaughter didn't scratch one door.

"Lenya. With your slaughter, can't you slash this!?

While curbing the rush, Az points to the door, but Lianya has trouble answering without saying anything.

I also don't know the material of the door from what I've seen.

Slashing people and chopping trees naturally have different minds and chopping methods.

I don't know what to slash, and I know what it is possible to slash with a swung blade.

And if that door was made of metal, it should have been quite thick, so there's no way it could be slashed.

If Lianya properly understood the characteristics of the knife she had, she would have performed just enough to be slashed even if all the doors were made of steel, but Lianya did not know it at present and no one told Lianya about it.

"Um... Mr. Lenya?

While Lian Ya Da hung on the door, Rhona, who stood behind it to protect her, spoke to Lian Ya.

"What's up, Lorna? I'm pretty stuffed with chopped wings right now."

"This is quite an emergency, too."

Lianya looks back when she felt something in Lorna's voice.

"What's up?

"The body... has disappeared"

If you ask me, eleven bodies because Theon and the others defeated him and Lianya defeated him.

Furthermore, I could see the body disappearing, leaving no trace of one in the place where there was supposed to be a demonic body engraved on Lianya.

Fu, if you look at the cutting-edge of the knife, the neck of the demon clan that remained pierced was still there.

For surely it is not like saying that Lianya dreamed of defeating the Demon Clan.

"What the hell is this... what does this mean?

"All alert! Something's wrong!

Without even checking if they all followed their voices, Lianya's eyes are examining the surrounding sights to make sure they don't miss even the slightest difference.

It had been burned or cut, but no doubt, Zest and Haltz's party accomplished corpse should have rolled on the floor.

The body of the demon clan cut down by Lianya also remained divided into several parts and rolled.

To say it's gone is to say that someone, or something, has finished those bodies, but what the hell is it like to be in the same room and let the bodies disappear unnoticed not only by Lianya, but also by the other three?

I see no change on the floor.

The desk of sandalwood is also there, with the loss of the Lord.

The walls are cold dirt walls, coated and hardened by something.

"... dirt walls?

Lianya notices abnormally why she can see the dirt wall.

When I walked into the room, the color of the wall should have been white.

That's now exposed to dirt walls, the same as I've seen until I entered this room.

"What's wrong with the wall..."

Without being able to say it out to the end, Az was blown out of front of the door, slammed against a sandalwood desk in the middle of the room, and rolled up to the opposite wall as he destroyed this.

Scion, who had been taken away and watched it, tries to flip himself, and this is also blown away by something and slammed against the wall.

He defended something before it was blown away. A long sword full of himself broke from half and rolled, losing his power and also dropping the pattern from his hand.

"Scion!?

Lotus tried to stop Rhona from rushing over, but she couldn't make it.

Something like a whip tangled up Lorna's foot as she tried to run out, dragging her body down, swinging it around and throwing it at the wall.

At the time of the throw, from the leg that was being grabbed, Lorna crashes from her back to the wall at such a rate that she hears a broken bone and does not even allow her to take passivity.

Instantly the three were rendered powerless.

In the meantime, Lianya, unable to move, looks at the figure standing in front of the entrance door to the room and looks away.

"Hey... you slashed it, didn't you?

"Right. Sure. Could they have slashed you?

With his hands behind his back, smiling and smiling, he slammed these three men against the wall, which he showed in a light manner in response to Lianya's question.

Brown skin, light purple hair.

Slightly pointed ears, almond-shaped pupils.

Dress White Unmade It was undoubtedly a demonic man that Lianya was supposed to have slashed down.

While capturing that appearance in his eyes, Hiro and Lianya look at the tip of their own sword.

There was the neck of the demon tribe that remained pierced, but when it changed the color to white as it wandered, it dripped to the floor like molten butter, and when it did, it stuck to its toes and assimilated when it flowed to the foot of the demon tribe man, disappearing as part of the man.

"Slime, you..."

I'll say the name of the demon that Lianya came to mind in that sight, but the man sighed and showed one.

"Why do I have to be seen in the same way as an inferior mucus organism?

"I know it feels similar."

"Well, maybe that's the way to look at it"

The Demons laughed with terrible pleasure as they watched Lianya set up a knife that was no longer heavy.

While alerting to the laughing demons, Lianya explores how the three men slammed against the wall look, but none of them move ticklishly.

I hope you're just losing your mind, Lianya prays.

"I didn't think the white one that was snagging against the wall was your main body,"

"Correctly, I was sticking to the ceiling, too, hey. It's part of me who did this to you."

If this word was correct, it seems that it was also this demon clan who was in charge of lighting.

Lotus Yashi feels out of place when she lets her split body work and the main unit improves the environment of the room is a much more efficient way to work.

"Are you telling me it was in your stomach from the beginning? Disgusting...... Is that what it all feels like to be a demon tribe?

Continuing the conversation, Lianya wonders what's going on.

If it was only part of the slaughter earlier, the body must be much stronger.

In fact, I didn't see Lianya at all about the attack that struck Az and Zion.

Besides, we have also seen the moves we used as odd measures, so there is no way it will work again.

I can't find the thread to attack.

"If all the demons were like this, there wouldn't be any other species or anything on this continent by now."

"So, what are you?"

"Emil-Raja. I'm a demon researcher. I know it's gonna be a short stick, but it's not a good idea."

To the name of the Demon Nation, Lianya confirms two facts.

The first is that the Demons also have a name, which is very obvious.

The second is to say that apparently we have absolutely no intention of letting this demon race, everyone in this room, go home alive.

"My specialty is not the one that says bioengineering. I'm studying the idea of fusing something with something to create a strong life form."

I didn't think there was biotechnology in this world, Lotus Ya, but I presume it's probably one of the disciplines I said magic and alchemy.

Just no matter what discipline it is.

"You're the one who looked down on blasphemy for life."

Emil spoken of it as a technique that would undoubtedly jerk off its existence and turn it into something else, without any relation to the subject's will or anything.

It doesn't resemble that of the original world.

"Isn't there a disagreement? As far as I'm concerned, I think it's a noble study that pushes life to a higher stage..."

"If you think so, make yourself a research material first."

"What are you talking about, huh?

To the words of Lotus Ya, who threw up, Emil asked, as if it were something he could not understand.

Lianya's complexion slightly changes when she perceives what the very act of saying she asked.

It had faded clearly.

"Isn't it natural to use yourself as a research material?

Once the researchers in the world heard it, Emil uttered words of content that she would deny without any feelings.

I don't even know why I bothered to say such a natural thing, it even looks purely strange.

"My body is constructed of flexible cells with a wide range of shape changes. This is one of the results of my research."

"... I thought you wouldn't have the contents of a decent head..."

"It's research, research. If you need it for that, it would be you, but it would be someone else, but it would be the researchers who would use it as much as they need it, right?

Asking, Emil's arms stretch thin and long to the floor like a whip.

The identity that slammed Zion and Az against the wall and threw Lorna's body was Emil's arms, apparently reshaped to the tentacles.

"Earlier, you said you made this dungeon as a fishing moat, right?

When the story is over, it becomes a battle.

If it comes down to battle, Lianya observes Emil as she figures out how to prolong the story, saying that she is overwhelmingly disadvantaged that she still cannot find a way to attack.

"So you don't have a core in this dungeon, do you?

"If I insist, am I the core?

Emil gently waved her right arm vertically.

At the same time that the tip that does disappears from Lianya's view, she feels a shock on her left shoulder and collapses.

On the left shoulder, the clothes had been torn, but all the skin had swelling, but there were still no abnormalities in the bones or the flesh.

"Did you see that? I didn't see it, did I?

Very, very happy, Emil laughed.

"So are you ready? He's the one who killed me once, by the way. Twelve minutes and then we're all good friends and research material."

Lotus Yakiya set up a knife, wondering whether it would be fun to watch a man get whipped, while he couldn't even afford to slap such a light mouth.