Lord Demon is behind you

"The human town feels really alive..."

When the two of them walked along the street near the end, the Demon King suddenly spoke without beginning or end.

He was holding the freshly baked pastry in both hands, nibbling on it.

"No matter who you are, no matter what you do, you always look full of vitality."

After taking a bite of the fluffy and soft cake, he looked across the road.There was a young thief who had just touched someone else's wallet, and was being chased and intercepted by righteous passers-by, "It's the same even for doing bad things."

"However, stealing is wrong."

The brave man had the same dessert in his hand, but only ate a little bit.It was a little too sweet for him.

He also stopped and looked over there, thinking, if this was reality and not a magical projection, he would probably rush over to help.

"Well, cognitive errors are also a part of vitality. The so-called human beings are like this - they have an absolute light like you and a dark side like you. Under the intertwining of the two phases, they have a special sense of 'alive' Well." The demon king habitually launched a sermon full of second-level senses, "In short, after seeing these up close, I think I understand a little bit-the reason why you like humans, Brave."

——The reason for liking humans?The brave man looked puzzled.

I like humans, probably only because I am also a human being.Isn't it a matter of course to protect one's own ethnic group?

I always feel that he seems to have misunderstood something...

The brave thinks that he is not a very noble existence, and what he does is simply from the heart, and he is not worthy of excessive worship and admiration.

However, although this guy knows everything about him well, he always thinks too highly of him inexplicably on this issue alone.

However, it would be disgusting to deliberately correct this kind of thing, so he kept silent for the time being.

Before they knew it, the two had crossed the entire street and came to another double door.

Not far from the door, a magical image emerged, and Olga, who was printed on the image, assumed the catwoman's signature pose as always.

"Ding-dong-! This level is over here meow! How do you feel, Mr. Brave? Have you cheered up meow?"

"Well," the brave replied evasively, "the snacks in the store are delicious."

Hearing this, Olga's brows were obviously brighter.

"Then, if you are ready, please enter this door meow—Olga is waiting for you here meow."

——In other words, is this the entrance to the boss room?As long as Olga who is guarding the door is defeated, the strategy for the fourth floor will be completed, and they will be able to continue to the upper floor.

...It doesn't have to be "defeated", does it?Olga is a pure logistics department, and it doesn't have the function of fighting in the first place.There should be some other solution.

Is this the end of the fourth floor?

This layer is not long, but it is not short.There is almost no fighting link, but a lot of time is consumed because of eating, sleeping and walking on the street.However, this should indeed be the last... right?

"...Are you ready?" He asked his companions softly.

"Uh, uh." The Demon King quickly finished the rest of the cake in two bites, "It's done."

"..." The brave man felt tired for a while.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to push the door, but suddenly stopped because of the food in his hand.

In his hand... he was still holding the cake with only one corner missing.

——It seems that I have no right to despise my teammates at all.Anyway, at least they finished eating in time.

Now how to do?Do you want to follow the example of the devil king and finish eating on the spot, or put the snacks in your backpack as if nothing happened?But the packaging of this cake has been opened, and it will easily deteriorate if it is put away like this.wasting food or something...

"Hero," the devil tugged at his cloak, "If you don't like this kind of dessert, why don't you give it to me? I think it's delicious, and it's not too much for another three or five yuan."

"..."

After wordlessly handing over the thing in his hand, the brave man silently covered his forehead.

I always feel that the sense of tension that I should have had before the boss battle can never come back.

I really don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing...

Although in the first few layers, this situation is already obvious.The last part of the road on the second floor is already completely discussing whack-a-mole toys; the third floor...the third floor has no reference value.

Speaking of the third floor, I don't know where Xuelu is now.

She hasn't appeared since she disappeared in the second testing room. Could it be that Olga tried to lock her up, or was she teleported away?

After all, Olga said before that fighting is prohibited on this floor, which means that she will do her best to prevent the braves from conflicting with Xuelu...

"—I caught you, Mr. Brave."

Just then—a familiar voice came from not far away.

The girl in white priestly clothes jumped down from the roof of the roadside shop and landed firmly in the middle of the street.

Her legs have been dyed pitch black, her arms are disproportionately swollen, losing the shape of human arms, and a pair of eyes without highlights are still burning with crazy obsession.

"Miss Xuelu?"

This is really... the flag is collected in seconds.

"Finally I see you again, Mr. Brave—" the witch grinned widely to the sides, "I finally got rid of the restriction of that catgirl and came to you again!"

"In other words, Ms. Xuelu, you were really killed by Olga..."

"That guy, what did you say about the armistice zone? It's ridiculous." However, Xuelu didn't listen to the brave man at all, and just complained to herself. Right! Do you think you can win the favor of the Brave Man by using such a tricky method? How can I allow such a thing... I am the one who wants to win the Brave Man, no matter what...!"

"—It seems that before we break through the fourth floor, we need to solve the remaining problems first, brave man."

The Demon King calmly took out a scroll while wiping the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

"She seems to be getting more and more crazy. It seems that you can't even see yourself now - what is reflected in those eyes of desire is just the concept called 'brave'."

The Brave also discovered this.Although Xuelu looked at this side, her eyes seemed to penetrate the body of the brave man and look into the void.

She stepped forward step by step, shedding a series of emotionless laughter.

"Hehe, hehehe, Brave-sama, what are you talking about? It's you I love? It's not anyone else named Brave, but... the one and only you! This feeling, no matter how it is done by anyone, Negatives won't go bad!"

"—Brave," the Demon King suddenly leaned behind the Brave and whispered, "This time, try using this sword against her."

He did not know where to draw out a long sword and handed it to the brave man.

The brave man grasped instinctively.The hilt in his hand was icy cold, and a strange and sharp breath rolled towards his arm, forming a layer of protection on the front of his palm.

The feeling is aggressive, but not annoying.

This long sword is based on black, with complex decorative patterns outlined in gold and red on the blade.From the perspective of a brave man, this kind of decoration is too exaggerated; but the so-called flaws do not conceal the advantages, with the sharp blade and the powerful energy contained in it complemented, these patterns will not be too obstructive, thus avoiding the sharp weapon from being reduced to The miserable state of decorations.

--This is……

There is no doubt that this is a very powerful magic sword.Not to mention the quality of the holy sword of the brave, at least it is much better than ordinary spare goods.

The infiltrating breath along the palm is the embodiment of extremely pure magic power.

If the person holding the sword is not a purely physics-based hero, but a magic swordsman who can combine magic and swordsmanship, he must be able to display its power to the fullest—but, now is not the time to think about it .

In any case, if you use this sword, at least you can avoid the embarrassment of returning blood for the opponent after attacking.

"Then I'm welcome!"

The brave man quickly threw off the scabbard and held the hilt with both hands.He tried his best to adjust his breathing, trying to be more in sync with the weapon before actually fighting.

The witch gave a twisted smile.

The alienated feet suddenly stomped hard on the ground, and at the same time as the bricks and stones splashed, she jumped up high and fell straight down like a meteor.

Halfway through the leap, the huge black membranous wings on her back suddenly opened, adjusting the angle and direction of her body with the help of flapping force.For a moment, she was like a changeup ball on the field, drawing a strange trajectory seemingly slowly and quickly—if it is not an experienced fighter, it may be difficult to grasp her true position.

However, to the brave, these are just ordinary tricks.

The moment before she fell, the magic sword precisely landed in front of her body, touching those strange arms, making the sound of gold and iron.

"Ugh...!"

Xuelu suddenly groaned and took a step back.On the palm that was in contact with the magic sword, a large black and red burn was impressively visible, and wisps of blue smoke rose from it.

The brave man looked at the sword in his hand with some surprise—the body of the sword was still clean and cool, without any trace of blood.

"what is this!"

She showed a hint of weakness like never before.

"Why, Mr. Brave possesses such a thing... This nasty smell, ah, ah! Could it be from the Demon World—!"

"Heh, hahahahaha! That's right, crazy witch!"

The Demon King behind him let out a series of triumphant laughter, vigorously waved his cloak, and spun around in a big circle with high spirits.

"What is held in the hands of the brave is my incarnation, my spirit, which is born from my core, the magic sword named 'Albert'!"

"……Hey?"

It sounds really bad, doesn't it? !Why does this sword have the same name as the Demon Lord?What about the extra damage it caused to Xuelu... Is there any special background behind it?

"What did you say?"

"I'm sorry, brave man." Seeing him turning his head to look at him, the Demon King immediately scratched his hair blushingly, "I didn't explain to you before, this sword is actually... I don't know how to describe it, it's probably similar to Something like the materialization of my roots."

——root bone.

In other words... part of the body?

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Seeing that the brave man's complexion is not good, he added as if to please, "This sword should be very useful against witches, the so-called emergency, you should just let it go first? "

"No, I'm not angry..." It's just an indescribable feeling in my heart.

In this way, isn't it equivalent to...holding a part of that guy's body to fight?

If you understand it in a good way, this is two people working together to fight against the enemy; if you understand it in a crooked way, you don't necessarily want to go anywhere.

"—Damn it!" Xuelu, who came back to her senses, rushed up again, "You let the brave man do this kind of thing—you let him touch the dirtiest part of your filthy body! This kind of thing, this kind of thing! How can such a thing... I will never allow it! You must break that sword and step on it, and then wash the palm of the Brave Lord repeatedly with holy water!"

Wait, the more you talk about it, the worse it gets? ?

With no other choice, the brave man could only swing his sword to meet the enemy, and started a battle with Xuelu.

The strong magic power eroded Xuelu's arm little by little from the point of contact, and soon her forearm was scorched black, and the "erosion" state of continuous blood loss was added to her body.But she didn't seem to feel the pain, she just continued to attack violently, swinging her fist with such force as to shatter the blade.

The brave man didn't know the strength of the sword in his hand, so he didn't dare to fight her head-on, but chose to back away to distance himself.

"—That's it!"

When the two sides separated for a short time, a particularly huge magical image suddenly flashed above the head.

The image reflected Olga's enlarged face.

Although she was still smiling, her forehead was full of veins, and she was clearly in a state where her anger tank was full.

"Battle is forbidden. Fight-fight-ban-stop-! As I said before, Olga's floor is the truce zone, and the truce zone is meow! Besides, you can see Olga clearly through the gate, But it stopped at the door, and instead had a heated fight with Xuelu—isn’t this kind of thing too much? Even you, Mr. Brave, are too much meow meow meow!"

"Who cares about you, useless cat girl!" Xuelu snorted, "You are the one who chose the position of the witch, right? You must be out of your mind if you talk about a truce in this situation!"

"It's clearly you who's out of your mind, you ran to other people's floors without authorization..."

"If there is someone you like, go and grab him. Is there anything wrong with my thinking?!"

"..."

On the other side of the screen, Olga suddenly became strangely quiet.

"...Olga?"

The brave feels very bad.

The smile of the girl with cat ears—disappeared?this means--

The next moment, everything around him suddenly became distorted.

The whole world is mixed together like melted paint, and then flows into another scene.

At a certain moment, the spirit seems to be trapped in a completely unrecognizable space, pulled out of the body, squeezed, twisted, and thrown into another time and space——

There was a slight tingling in the palm.

He snapped back to his senses, belatedly feeling sick to his stomach.

It feels like... motion sickness after sitting in a poor-quality carriage for too long.

"Brave?" The Demon King was still beside him, and grabbed his hand at this moment, "Are you okay?"

"No--"

The brave man collected himself and found that the location where the two of them are currently is no longer in front of the boss's house at the end of the street.

Now they are standing in a small room, the walls of the room are painted in a girly pink.There are various cat-shaped cute ornaments everywhere, a few sets of tables and chairs are scattered here and there, and there are things like menus on the table.

There is light music flowing in the room.

"Are you awake now? My lord. I'm very sorry. It's the first time I activated the mechanism of instant teleportation just now, and I'm still very unskilled... It's great that nothing went wrong, meow!"

Across the room, a familiar figure appeared bouncing around.

——Wearing a maid outfit, wearing cat ears, holding a dinner plate——

Olga.