Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

The argument was disputed.

Because the story became parallel between Lianya, who told me to let him go first if I were to go, and Shion and Az, who said that I would not accept about letting one Lianya go ahead.

For once, AZ was left with the means to say that as a last resort, we would defuse the state of collusion with Lotus Yay's party and enforce it only at our own party, but since we did not say that Lotus Yay would leave at present, and furthermore we did not refuse backup by Lorna and Zion, we were in a state of strong difficulty getting out.

It's not like I want to have a fight with Lianya.

On the contrary, they want to maintain as good a relationship as possible.

So much so that I was impressed by the convenience of the skill of saying Lotus Yama's Vacancy, or that I was influenced by something like Lotus Yama's obsession with food, or that I was made to bluff, stomach scratch?

Anyway, if we want to avoid a deterioration in relations, but we cannot also agree to retreat, as Lianya said, then we have to show what we call a compromise.

"Well, let's just drink to say we'll put Lianya ahead of us."

"Think it's someone else's party, what are you saying to me, you insidious sorcerer!

Lianya was surprised at how much blood was on her head and the way Sion spoke up.

Because it wasn't the usual samurai-like way of talking, it was the way a girl of her age spoke.

"Scion, verbal......"

Az twisted his neck to the question of whether he would look so insidious, looking sideways at Scion holding his mouth in his ear.

I have bad eyes, my face is down, I don't like to laugh and my expression doesn't really come on the table.

Well, I'm convinced I can't help being called insidious, and then Az continues the conversation.

"I just can't still drink to let you go alone. What do you think in the form of leading you and me and four of the two ladies there as avant-garde guards, with the four remaining members of us acting as rear guards?"

"Oh, yeah, Lenya. Then you are right. We'll be following Lenya soon, and the worry behind it will go away."

Zion rushed onto Az's suggestion.

The suggestion to divide the party into two parts was one that I didn't really want to welcome if I tried from Lianya, but I just didn't think Gone would be able to get the story together any further.

Furthermore, saying that one worrying thing had happened to Lianya was causing her to rush to a conclusion, and she noticed that too, Lorna.

"I will use the magic of protection as much as I can before I go in. But... Doesn't all this fuss in front of the door mean there's nothing beyond the door?"

There were two possibilities.

You know, Lianya laughed out loud at Rhona deliberately mouthing the optimist of the possibilities.

"If there's nothing beyond the door, just make a joke about the heckling leader making a scene in Bibili"

It was Lianya who said so, but if another possible possibility was truer, I would be unable to laugh and so on.

That's if something that might be beyond the door was powerful enough not to be applied to the teeth, such as the behavior on this side.

It doesn't matter what Lotus Mita prepares.

If you want to run, you can run on your own.

Something powerful that only shows that much interest.

Apparently, Lorna has noticed the possibility, but without showing that, she is turning to the party members in turn.

"It's only about..."

"Enough. I'll open it when I get there. Guards, watch your back."

Seeing them all snort, Lianya put her hands on the door.

For a moment, if it's locked, it won't open and I can go home, etc. If I can help, the door starts to open slowly.

"Ugh!?

I raised a voice that someone said was unexpected.

From a slightly open gap in the door, it was the intense rotten odor that poured out.

Lianya, who had her hands on the door with her nose and an unusual smell of nausea, would not be able to cover her face, but would receive it properly.

The Scions, who refrain behind them, accidentally suppressed their mouths with their empty hands.

Even more from the escorts behind him, the groans rise, but Lianya opens the door without worrying.

I was surprised myself, but I knew other members would say it was so strong a rotten odor that I accidentally covered my mouth and stopped my moving legs, yet I didn't care about it.

Are you used to it?

Remembering such a question, Lianya dives through an open door.

Scion continued a beat late and Lorna and Az went inside as they raised the pine lights.

That was a space of considerable size compared to the one in front.

Bright first.

If it was probably just a pine light, it was a room the size of which would not have been known, but the ceiling itself is pale and emitting light, filling the whole room with quite a bit of brightness.

Unlike previous dirt walls, the surrounding walls are white like lacquered walls.

In the center of it, like some joke, you can see one desk of sandalwood sitting in a chair and spelling something hard.

At first glance, I felt it when I opened the door, I don't see anything that emits a rotten odor.

At this point, however, Lianya's alert level was shaking off the maximum.

In the center of the room, the intimidation I feel from the person writing something.

Without alarm, the inside of the left hand gripping the sheath sweats gently.

"Who...?

I guess that intimidation had reached the azz behind Lianya as well.

Asking Az with a plundering voice, the shadow movement of the person who was writing the object stops, and slowly his gaze from the top of his desk is directed towards Yada Lotus, who stands at the entrance to the room.

It was a man of a different style from Lianya.

The hair is light purple and beautifully attached to the back, and the ears are slightly pointed and long.

The color of the skin is dark brown.

Unlike people's objects, the eyes directed at Lotus Mita are almond-shaped.

What I'm wearing is clothes like white, which makes the man's impression even more suspicious.

"Oh, come on, it's a big day for customers. I don't remember inviting you.

Slightly tilting his neck, the voice uttered by the man was slightly tall and deaf.

Lorna, who saw the face from the front, made an awkward voice.

"That... demon..."

"Demons?

Of course, Lianya is the first species I've ever seen.

Before I came to this world, I heard from that young girl that it was a species that lived in the central part of the continent, but the question boils down as to how many deceased continents the demons were in, and also in, the dungeons.

"Lenya, you were right. This guy absolutely sucks. We have to run."

Az's voice also loses its usual composure and only haste is intense in color.

Only one, Zion, who subtly doesn't understand the situation, sees the two in a hurry, without knowing what's going on, keeps his sword in place and lets his gaze come and go between the Demons and Lianya.

"You don't have to leave so soon, do you?

A voice containing laughter.

The way you say it and the look on the man's face is soft and intimate, but Lotus Yaya detects that the emotions contained therein do exactly the opposite of them.

That is not the kind of emotion that is directed at people.

"As far as I'm concerned, if I only asked, I'd like to be dispersed."

"Ho? What do you want to hear? Let me ask you something."

"A bunch of adventurers would have come here about two sets earlier, wouldn't they?

"Adventurer? Did you come for something like that?

The demonic man put his arms around his chest as if to think, but immediately shook his head.

"No, you haven't come here as far as I can remember."

"It's the main road. There's no way he hasn't come.

The devil's man turned his troubled gaze to Az, who said as he stood up.

"That's what I say. Nothing that hasn't come has come. That's the only way to answer that, isn't it?

"Shall I change the question?"

Listening to the response to AZ, he calls for that even higher stage of vigilance, even though he says Lianya's vigilance has already shaken out the gauge.

It showed that the presence in front of him was more dangerous than anything Lianya could have imagined.

"Here, all eleven toys or ingredients would have rolled in, wouldn't they?

Party members who see Lianya with a slight look.

I can't even afford to pay attention to that gaze, and Lianya is staring at the devil's man.

Often, he was a demonic man who stared at Lianya's face without changing his expression, but eventually when he smiled with garlic, he untied the hands he had put together in front of his chest and rubbed his palms together.

The trick made me imagine a fly somewhere, and Lianya blushes.

"You're a funny guy."

Stop rubbing your hands together and the Demon Man pulls the chair and stands up.

He wasn't that tall of a man, he was a body with a slight impression, but they didn't alleviate any of the dangers Lotus Mita was feeling until then.

"Toys, toys. Let me answer that question for you."

Spread your hands away from the desk, without paying any attention to Lotus Mita, the Demon Man slowly walks over to the wall.

As if he were some actor, he made a turn twirling around on the wall, and the man put his hand on the bright white wall.

The wall, which should be stiff, only slightly swallows and the man's hand sinks into the wall.

"You mean this toy?

A man's hand sank completely into the wall.

What he was doing, and as Lotus Mita watched, the man slumped through the wall for a while, but eventually he pulled out his hand as long as he hadn't grabbed it.

What was dragged out of that hand?

"Is that... a Hultz!?

Az stepped back with a definite fear of emotion in his voice.

He trembles when his hand holds Zion's sword, and Lorna bites off a scream by holding his mouth with both hands.

Lianya unwittingly pulls the knife out and leaves it at her disposal.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

From the wall, it was Hartz's head that was dragged out by eagles of his pruned short blonde hair.

A half-opened mouth that drools out words for help in his nagging eyes.

The right half of that face was empty but still left a human face, but the left half melted and rotten, and it seems that the bones peer through the muscle fiber gap.

To that anomaly, Lotus Mita freezes.

"It's kind of nice to stay alive in the morning, but come roll over."

The Demon Man, who let go of his hand from Hultz's blonde hair, stuck his hand in another wall again.

That hand pulled out was a human head with brown hair still barely remaining but almost turned into bone.

Perhaps, it was Zest, but naturally the shadow is no longer there.

"These guys are really good ingredients. Fun to play with and moderately sturdy. And it will soon increase."

From the bright white wall one after another, only a person's head rises.

They, like Hultz and Zest, left behind remnants from when they were only a few human beings, but most of them were melting, rotting and about to collapse, not in a way that stood up to the front.

That number, indeed 11.

"We have a lot of things to do, too. I tried to create a dungeon in close proximity for research, material collection, and some hobbies, but it turned out to be a good fishing borehole."

Not only the head, but also the hand with the melted skin hanging, or the completely whitened feet, slowly stick out of the wall.

The sight was just a nightmare.

If you are weak, there is no such thing as losing your mind among the Lotus Yadashi, with each degree of difference, in front of an immediate sight of fainting.

But they can't even move, as if they've each been drunk by the sight in front of them.

"You guys don't have to be so scared because I'll make the most of every corner"

Only with a smile, the devil's man says away.

From the wall behind the man, those in the shape of men, who are no longer men, crawl sloppily as they stick their arms out as if to ask for help.

"Well I can't fit in... can you guys do this?

Very easy.

No evil in your voice at all.

At the same time as the man said it sounded really fun, the wreckage of someone crawling from the wall behind it attacked with the aim of Mita Lotus.