Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Just as the influence of good gods necessarily exists in this world, the influence of evil gods also exists.

Just looking at the remnants of evil spirits possessed by the demon king army, which can be said to be a case that is close at hand, it is the same. Even in the remnants of evil spirits that are treated as dead, divinity remains and can be used, how can it be completely eradicated?

At least this side has been quiet since we have stopped the evil spirits that have shown great power relatively recently, and it is said that there may be guys struggling to fight the apostles of evil spirits somewhere across the sea, not in our neighborhood.

Monsters are treated in the same category as those evil ones.

That’s why they are beings that must be punished, rooted out, and eradicated, and nevertheless, like evil spirits, they are something that cannot be completely eradicated.

Do you work hand in hand with those bastards? It’s a completely different level from taming a wild wolf and using it as a hunting dog, or capturing an enemy prisoner and using it as a cannon fodder.

I don’t know the details of the fact that they are bragging about making the demon king a god, so I can understand.

Assuming that the remnants of the evil spirit are literally dead, if you approach it with a complacent mindset, thinking that it’s OK or not, it might be the result of not properly recognizing the seriousness like those who paid for radiation exposure when the nuclear missile was first completed, and somehow managed to There is room for understanding. Of course, the key personnel who tried it would have to break their heads.

But joining hands with monsters is not like that. They are monsters designed from the beginning to attack and plunder or eat sentient beings. In other words, it is normal to be treated similarly to demons common to all nations and regardless of race.

“Are you not even aware of that basic awareness, or have you become insensitive because you are so casual around you?”
“I guess it’s both.”
“Being honest is one advantage.”

He sighed at the guy who answered straight away, and Carl Kansi and I tied the patrol commander to the saddle of the car.

In a way, it was luck. No matter how much he knew about the existence of that lich pup, if Laika hadn’t come with his car, he would have had to prioritize contact with the kingdom’s army in order to hand over the important information he was taking from Thor.

Laika said it would arrive in roughly two to three days, so even if he wakes up in the meantime, as long as he doesn’t urinate, he and the information we brought will be able to reach the kingdom safely. However, I did not forget to enclose a short letter because I did not know what misunderstandings would arise from people who could not communicate with Leica if I sent it like this.

“Then, please take good care of me this time too, Leica.”
[Yes!]

As the Leica approached the car that had distanced itself from us with a strong reply, the guy stretched out his legs in a very careful motion, grabbed the Leica, and flew up into the sky in an instant. Even I wondered if he had such good strength, so it seemed that not only Carl Kansi but also Emmett were a little surprised by the move.

“You really see all sorts of cases. A pseudo divine beast that was a demonic sword, and a flying dragon that understands its words…” Emmett

murmured a small murmur as he looked behind the car that was quickly moving away.

After listening to it, I don’t think there’s anything out of the ordinary. Still, after all sorts of twists and turns, it’s no longer possible to know whether the demonic sword was hit or not, and I’m receiving a lot of help from Laika, so isn’t that a good thing?

“Anyway, it’s fortunate that you have a conscience. I thought about what I should say to the saintess later if we separated and said that we would only take that friend.”
“It’s a pity that he would have done it if he was just a little bigger.”

Taking Emmet’s joke as a joke, we packed up and set out to retrace our steps, voluntarily putting the taxpayer in front.

The idea of entrusting a prisoner with directions to the place where he was his headquarters might feel like a hit, but since we have the information on the base of the Demon King’s army in our hands anyway, it was possible because there was no worry about getting on the wrong road or getting caught in a trap. .

In fact, I was going to break at least one arm if I showed the slightest signs of strangeness, but the guy continued guiding meekly. The way he works so hard not to even act suspiciously makes me wonder if he has Stockholm Syndrome in that short moment.

“If you don’t have the confidence to run away, and there’s a person closely following you who wants to cut off a part of your body if something goes wrong, wouldn’t everyone act cooperatively?”

Cowardly, he pretended not to hear Carl Kansi, who justified his actions with extremely rational and logical facts, and the journey that followed was several times faster than when he moved to join the kingdom army. It was also thanks to the active cooperation of the voluntarily taxpayers.

Although he had a lot of head, he was really hit by the Demon King’s patrol, and he was much more skillful than Carl Kansi, who had to guide him on his first trip, and skillfully evaded the Demon King’s army while finding the way.

However, it was only the demon king’s army that was avoided. If there were monsters nearby, did they repeat the process of digging in without hesitation and pulling out the roots four times? We went back the way we had come for two days, took a side road, and walked another full day before we reached our destination.

“It’s in a real fucking place.”

The forest, where there is a fear of being infected with a disease even if you breathe, is uniquely gloomy, even though it is no different from other areas we have walked through so far. Even though the sun was up, the forest was dark, and something thickly covered with fog or smog obscured all forms, giving it an indescribable bleak atmosphere.

At the end of the forest, which is not only full of stones and rubble that are expected to have been part of the building, but also unpleasant to the point where you can feel the mysterious signs wriggling inside before you step foot, the half-collapsed spire is like a dead corpse. It is showing its presence with the light on.

Sure enough, the voluntary taxpayer’s fingertips pointed to the spire.

“The lich sits there. It seems to be a temple of which church it was, but it is more solid than it looks as it has been physically and magically supplemented with additional reinforcements even with support from the military.”
“It looks like there’s quite a distance, but it looks that big?”
“Actually, it’s quite large. Looking at the scale, I wonder if there was a big city in this area in the past.”

During the brief conversation between Carl Kansi and the willing taxpayer, the presence in the woods was felt gradually closing the distance. Even just a moment ago, I didn’t feel any particular regularity, but anyone could see that they were recognizing us and approaching us.

“What are the undead that are scattered around?”
“Can you say the lich’s…familiar? Anyway, it’s a crime prevention plan made by the lich. I don’t know what they’re using, but they confirmed us through that.”
“Can you cheat?”
“No. There must be a certificate that is paid separately from the Command. It’s a one-off.”

It sounds like you are managing it very professionally. After joining the kingdom army later, it seems necessary to hold on to that unit and find out the details.

“Hmm, since the opponent is a Lich, there could be high-ranking undead. What can I do? They don’t die easily, so I think it’s a good way to avoid them.”

It was a rational decision, but I didn’t like it.

The undead summoned by necromancers are more like golems made by combining bones and corpses, but the undead created by liches are more like separate creatures. It means that even if the lich dies, the undead in this place will not disappear on their own.

Because I still have the mindset of modern people not to throw garbage on the roadside, I didn’t want to pass by the garbage that didn’t go away on my own, so I took out the ax of Kakula that I hadn’t had in a while and answered.

“Since I don’t have the hobby of crawling while watching the corpses.”
“…You really react sensitively to things like this. Is it because you’re a hero?”
“Well, this time I won’t just use magic, I’ll use everything I can.”
“Of course you should. I’m not a bad teacher enough to tell you to use magic even in this situation.”

I smiled briefly at Emmet as he shrugged and corrected his staff, then blessed the two-handed ax and threw it through the thick fog toward a shimmering shadow. Everyone was surprised by the sudden action, but the two-handed ax that had been thrown after a long time accurately hit the shadow and nearly blew his condition.

It seemed that the durability was not very good because it was a corpse, so there was a feeling that it exploded a little excessively, but it was not bad hit rate and power for something that had been done in a long time.

“It’s good because it’s been a while.”
“…No, do you usually use a two-handed ax for throwing?”

When I looked back on my memory, answering the question posed by Carl Kansi, who was dumbfounded, with an ax that returned instead of words, it was the first time I had ever had a proper close-quarters fight since lying down.

I didn’t like having to deal with corpses, but if you think of it as rehab, it might not be too bad.