Lord Demon is behind you

"...Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

The brave man asked hastily.For him now, it takes a lot of courage just to maintain this short conversation.

"Well, because I need to know. If you don't know their nature, it will be difficult to deal with them in the future."

Having said that...

"you……"

Doesn't he feel abnormal?

The brave man didn't know how many times he wiped the water droplets from his forehead.

There's no room for talking about those right now.From time to time, the dancing girl directly across from him would throw seductive glances at him. Although it was a completely non-hostile gesture, it put a lot of pressure on him.

Obviously, they are pure support systems, so they shouldn't be able to cause him any harm——

However, just facing it from a distance, it was already difficult for him to move forward.

But the Demon King didn't seem to feel anything about it.The only companion grabbed his wrist and led him forward without any explanation.

"Okay, it'll be fine. Anyway, go ahead and answer me when you leave. Did you have a bad relationship with them before?"

Different from the damp and cold air around him, an extraordinarily warm and soft heat source was sticking to the skin of his wrist.I don't know why, but as long as I focus my consciousness there, the humming in my head seems to be able to subside a little.

The brave man tried his best to gather himself.

As they approached, the spinning and dancing figure gradually faded away, and finally completely disappeared in the mist.

Is that, an illusion...?

The unknown sense of oppression still accumulated heavily around his body, but for some reason, he felt much more at ease.

Is it because the presence of companions gives me a sense of security?No, I shouldn't be so dependent on him... Stop, stop.Can't think about it anymore.

He tried to turn his mind back to the business in front of him.

"Speaking of which, my relationship with them...is not unharmonious, but it is not good either."

It should be said that no one in the team could have a good relationship with them, but no one had a falling out with them either.

From the very beginning, they were another small group in the team independently.No matter what they do, they act together, and they don't blend in with anyone else but each other; although they don't cause trouble to others, they are very confusing.

As for the reason why the two joined the team, it is said that when the Holy Maiden Xuelu was out, she happened to meet a group of thugs who were bullying weak women, so she rescued them—then the other two followed to repay her kindness.Since the hero was not there at the time, I don't know the details.

"They can really help in battle. On the one hand, they have auxiliary skills as musicians and dancers; on the other hand...Miss Lana seems to have a certain degree of predictive ability, and can detect the enemy's weakness and the turning point of the battle in advance. Category."

The words "predict the future" sound ridiculous.In fact, the hero himself didn't believe this at all, preferring to choose the more vague statement of "she has an intuition for combat"; but the devil just nodded in response with "hmmm", urging him to continue talking.

"...But Miss Lana can't speak."

Literally speaking, Lana's tongue seemed to have been injured, and she was completely unable to speak formed words.

"However, it should be said that the two of them have a good understanding... Miss Shaka can understand her meaning without words, so she can help convey it. In this way, the combination of the two of them has provided us with a lot of convenience."

"Oh...so that's the case."

The Demon King made a sound of enlightenment.Although the fog was so thick that the two could hardly see each other clearly, the brave man believed that the other party must now habitually pose with one hand resting on his chin.

"That's easy to explain. She—the dancer, she's probably the kind of person with exceptional mental strength."

"Mental strength?"

This kind of thing has also been heard by the brave.The so-called spiritual power seems to be another attribute independent of magic power and muscle power.

"That's right," said the Demon King, "Although I've only heard of it—it should be a kind of power that you humans were very good at using in ancient times."

at this time--

--what.

appeared again.

From the corner of the brave man's eyes, he once again caught sight of the girl in the light tulle dress.

She emerged from the mist on the left, dancing gracefully as always, with a carefree smile on her face.

The hero's breathing couldn't help but pause for a moment, and before he could react, he had already grabbed the arm of the demon king with his backhand.

"...ah, sorry..."

He was quite ashamed about this, and quickly let go of his hand.The Demon King skipped over this little episode as if nothing had happened.

"In short, although people with strong mental power can't fight directly, they can use auxiliary skills to control the situation of the battle. Like ancient wizards and prophets, most of them are typical examples... Anyway, except for magic power, most of them are unknown. All of his strange abilities can be attributed to mental power."

"...Unusual ability, right?"

When facing them, there is indeed a feeling of facing the legendary mysterious power.

"Yes. I guess this kind of white mist is also an external manifestation of mental power, and it is mostly an illusion. Brave, do you understand? Whether it is vision, hearing, smell, or perception, in the final analysis, it is through organs. Projection, and then the product of cognition through the brain. Mental power is the power that can strengthen or interfere with these perceptions, so creating hallucinations is also feasible."

"But, well. No matter how powerful humans are, they have their own limits."

In his voice, he couldn't help revealing a bit of complacency.

Just as human beings increase the strength of their muscles to the upper limit, their muscular strength will be lower than that of ordinary demons, so it is the same with their mental strength.In other words, as a high-ranking demon, the demon king's mental strength is not weaker than that of the opponent, so it will not be affected at all.

"...That's it. So, brave man, leave it to me! No matter what kind of mental power trap the opponent has set up, it can be easily defeated in front of me like a paper tiger. As long as I lead you No problem."

That's right, this guy is from the high-ranking demons.Although it is currently only a level 99 dark magician, its inherent attributes such as muscle strength and mental strength are still far higher than ordinary humans.

The brave finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, then please."

"—Is that so?"

——From far away, a girl's ethereal voice suddenly came.

It was Shaka's voice.

The brave man concentrated his mind and moved his head left and right, trying to distinguish the direction of the sound, but it was in vain.

"Your Excellency Brave, can you really—trust this pathetic male animal beside you?"

Sadly... male animals?Do you mean the Demon King?What a strange way to describe it.

The brave man couldn't help speeding up his pace a little, and moved closer to observe his companion's expression—the fog was so thick that he had to move to the side to see clearly.

"What's wrong, brave man?" However, the other party didn't seem to notice it at all.

"...Didn't you hear that?"

The Demon King shook his head again and again.

"As I said just now, mental power can interfere with one's five senses. They are probably directly manipulating your sense of hearing. In short, no matter what you hear, just don't worry about it."

"Oh, can't you see? He's trying to be brave."

At the same time, Shaka, who didn't know where she was, let out a meaningful laugh.

"Blindly maintain the image in front of your sweetheart, intending to promote your reliability; however, have you ever thought... Can everything he promises be really fulfilled?"

What does it mean?

"He is your defeated opponent. Does a former defeated person really have the ability to lead you to victory?"

The Demon King still held his arm, guiding him through the endless mist.

The surrounding scene is getting whiter and the fog is getting heavier.

The dancer's figure appeared repeatedly, near and far, back and forth, her tender limbs and thin gauze constantly flipping up and down.

The same is true for Shaka's voice, which floats into my ears from time to time.

"Don't you feel uneasy? In such a dangerous situation, you can only rely on such an unreliable guy."

No, he's reliable as a companion—though I wanted to refute it, but it's really stupid to yell at something you can't see.The brave man bit his lip and kept moving forward.

The wet and cold feeling became more and more intense, and the cloth on his body was half wet, conveying a cold touch.

In any case, the two are indeed gradually digging deeper into the hinterland.

"He's just a sad loser, it's just the past tense. We are the ones who hold the throne of the Demon King, the real Demon King. In the face of such a fact, he actually doesn't have the confidence to win at all."

Shaka laughed like a silver bell again.

"However, he chooses to appear in front of you as a helper and leader. It's nothing more than hoping that you will look up to him, and nothing more than hoping to gain the trust and dependence of your sweetheart. This—isn't it sad?"

Before I knew it, the ground under my feet became soft.Every step you take is like stepping on cotton, or stepping on clouds.Could it be that the ground is a cloud formed by the condensation of fog?

There was a blank white air in front of him, and he couldn't even see his own body and limbs clearly.It is no longer clear whether the fog blinded the eyes, or the eyes lost the ability to see things.

The sense of touch is still there, the warm touch from other people's palms still sticks to the wrist.

"you……"

"Are you really moving forward?"

The brave man wanted to touch his companion's arm again, but found that his hand was so limp that he couldn't use any strength at all.He regretted that he didn't let go when he held on for the first time.

They do, however, still make progress.Although he was only moving his feet mechanically, and although his legs had become limp at some point, there should be no need to question this matter.

"really?"

It's true... right?

For some reason, I suddenly felt extremely uneasy.

"Then," Shaka's voice suddenly sank, "let me show you the real 'reality'."

……what.

--Disappeared.

The brave man's arm suddenly fell downwards.

The force that was pulling him—the one that had been holding his hand until a second ago, suddenly—

--Disappeared.

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Logically speaking, at a time like this, one should feel panic... right?

But the brave man was at a loss for a while.I don't know why, but my mind seems to be extremely dull.For a moment, he couldn't even remember where he was or who he was.

The surrounding area was a vast expanse of white, and there was nothing but fog, making it impossible to tell the difference between east, west, and north.

At this moment, a warm air suddenly came from behind him - close to the base of his ear.

With a feminine scent, it brushed over his side face.

"...!"

As if he had suddenly regained the ability to freely control his body, he jumped towards the opposite side.Looking back, I saw that dancer Lana was standing there, leaning forward slightly, smiling ignorantly.

"Miss Lana..."

Suddenly realizing the current situation, the brave man hastily put his hands on the hilt of his sword.

Probably because he had missed the opportunity to feel scared or flustered, he did not lose his composure, but was slightly worried.

In the end what happened?

Why all of a sudden...that guy disappeared...

Or, in fact, it was you who suddenly disappeared?Was he teleported to another location by the witches?

Can't figure it out.In short, there is nothing wrong with facing the enemy alone now.

No, speaking of it, is Lana really an enemy?

The dancer just tilted her head and looked at him, not intending to attack at all.

Suddenly she retreated back lightly, and the figure was about to disappear into the mist again.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Before he had time to think about it, the brave man immediately chased after him.

There was nothing in front of him except her, and if he lost the only target he could track, he would probably be completely lost—he thought so instinctively.

The dancer actually stopped.She turned around as if she had calculated, showing a dazzling smile.

"Are you coming"——

Her mouth seemed to be asking.

"...where are you going?"

Lana moved her steps and stuck in front of him.She opened and closed her lips as if she was very happy, and the brave man stared at her closely, trying to distinguish.

"Your... heart?"

Is this an earthy love story from somewhere?

While being stunned, the girl suddenly leaned over and stretched out her hand to him.

"—"

The surrounding fog pushed forward frantically and buried him.

There is no room for struggle, the whole person is like being dragged into the deep sea by an unknown hand, falling downward——

Consciousness quickly moved away from the precipitation and disappeared.