The one that called him to a halt was a young Human man.
He had thick eyebrows and features that made him look like his will was strong.
His stature was tall and slender, and even though his hair in the back was short, a portion of his forelocks was long and hung in front of his face. Wearing glittering gold armor on his whole body, he carried a long sword on his waist.
Rem grimaced.
ăâŠâŠEmilă
ăGegeă
Shera also grimaced and made a disgusted-looking face.
The young man called Emil rudely approached. He stood in a way that got in Diabloâs way.
He took a long hard look at Diabloâs face, and laughed with a *Fu*.
ăYouâve got a evil looking face, donât you.ă
Diablo asked a question to Rem.
ăWhat is with this guy?ă
ăâŠâŠThis person is the Warrior said to the be strongest in the Adventurers association. He should also be working as the examiner for the Warrior-type occupations.ă
She disinterestedly informed him as if she were reading an explanatory note or something.
Emil combed his long forelocks up.
ăThatâs it exactly! My name is Emil Byushelbeljel[1]! I am the associationâs number one ăHerculean Warrioră that boasts a level of 50!ă
It was an unnatural, theatrical, smug-like way of introducing himself.
Diablo naturally prepared his staff.
When he played the game, he often received challenges from opponents that introduced themselves like this, and he kicked them all about.
ââNo, calm down. This isnât the game nor is it my dungeon. Heâs not necessarily a challenger.
Abasing himself to someone inferior would harm his majesty in regards to Rem and Shera but there was also that matter with Galak. It would probably be better to not have any speech or conduct that would pointlessly incur anotherâs enmity.
He kept in mind his usual interactions so as not to provoke him.
ăWhose permission did you acquire to name yourself in front of me, brat?ă
Not only Rem and Shera, even the other adventurers were astonished and stiffened.
Emil expressed a daring smile.
ăPermission? Fu, same to you, whose permission did you obtain!? Listen up Demon, you might not know this, but I absolutely love women!ă
ăHa?ă
ăYou who put chokers on Rem-chan and Shera-chan and paraded about with them, I wonât forgive you for that! To make those two your slaves, thereâs no mistake that youâve done a lot of evil things!ă
From the adventurers, voices that went ăThatâs right! Thatâs right!ă and sympathized with Emil were raised. It seems that at some point, their fight over there had been settled.
There was a misunderstanding made.
Many misunderstandings would be made since he was doing something like a Demon King role play, but Diablo was a pacifist. He didnât like unnecessary trouble and didnât want to have conflicts with other people.
And above all, this kind of âbelieving themselves to be justice and in the right and donât doubt itâ guy was his opponent.
Speaking gently, he decided to turn a blind eye to him.
Diablo opened his mouth.
ăDonât make a fuss over something as small as chokers being put on women, you small fry.ă
Emil raised one eyebrow.
ăFufunâŠâŠIf you want to release the two of them, come at me with everything you got. So thatâs what youâre trying to say!ă
Thatâs totally wrong!
Come to think of it, since he had used the Demon King role play against challengers, there was always a battle after the conversation.
Could it be that itâs not suited for evading trouble?
ââBut, if I donât do the Demon King role play, my words wonât come out and turn into replies like ăAh~âŠâŠuh~âŠâŠă and stuff.
And then, the guy that is self-confident in fighting would misunderstand and go ăYou getting cold feet?ă and then start smirking.
Thereâs no helping it. Letâs give up on persuading him.
Diablo avoided Emil and tried to go to the second floor. Because he was going to be a Magician, he had no business with the Warriorâs examiner.
However, Emil didnât let him pass through.
ăHold it! Youâre not getting away from here until you release the girls!ă
Rem made a pained looking face.
Shera also looked like she was perplexed over something.
From the girlsâ position, being frank about something like getting the slavery chokers stuck on them from their magicâs failure and then not knowing the method to cancel it was something embarrassing.
In order to request for Celesâ cooperation in searching for the release method, there was a need to talk about it.
However, there was no need to talk about it to other adventurers.
If only Emil didnât get involved!
He fully understood the reason why Rem and Shera made displeased looking faces when this young man had called out to them. In short, this guy was nosy and obstinate.
Rem opened her mouth.
ăâŠâŠEmil, actually, these chokers areă
Diablo interrupted her words.
He didnât want to give them any embarrassment.
Failing in their magic and becoming slaves to a Demon of unknown originââI donât want that kind of failure story to be talked about in front of other adventurers, is what he thought.
Diablo prepared his staff.
ăIf you are going to obstruct me, no matter who you are, I just have to kick you out of the way.ă
Emil unsheathed his sword.
ăThe chokers that you forcibly placed on Rem-chan and Shera-chan! Iâll have you remove them! This Emil Byushelbeljel is the guardian of all women! Learn that the great me will not fall in front of women!ă
The feeling of accepting a challenge was actually nostalgic.
Against the sword, Diablo unconsciously took some distance. When battling, confronting the opponent with a distance that was advantageous for yourself was something as natural as taking a breath.
ââFor the opponent, it might look like Iâm afraid and shrinking back though.
If heâs level 50, he should be able to use some fairly good ăMartial Artsă.
Martial Arts were the special techniques that the Warriors and the Archers used. It wasnât just attacks due to a sword, it was even for axes, spears, bows, and bare fists.
It was the general term for fired attacks that consumed SP[2], or techniques of defense or movement.
By the way, SP is different from HP and MP and automatically recovers. Moreover, itâs fairly fast.
Diablo did not possess Warrior-type abilities.
However, understanding the opponentâs abilities is a foundation of fighting.
Looking at the preparation actions, he understood what kind of attack was coming.
ââăSword Smiteă, huh.
It was a Martial Art that used a sword where, from a posture that lowered the waist, they would get close enough to where they were right in front of the enemy in an instant, and unleash a powerful horizontal slash.
Since the Warrior-types arenât worth considering unless they get close to the enemy, many players used this at the beginning of their attack.
However, putting aside if it were a monster battle, something like a planned âhorizontal slashâ wouldnât hit on a player opponent.
An experienced player would use only the charge part of ăSword Smiteă, cancel the horizontal slash, and connect to the next attack.
If drawn into a move reading battle at close quarters like a hand-to-hand fighting game, it would be the Warrior-typesâ pace.
Normally, he would first defend against the charge with a barrage of magic butâŠâŠ
ââIf I were to destroy the Adventurers associationâs building, that would be bad, wouldnât it?
ăHmphâŠâŠHow troublesomeâŠâŠă
ăHere I come, Demon! Iâll have you release the two of them!!ă
Emil came with an assault.
And thenââ
Diablo was surprised.
ââHe didnât cancel the horizontal slash!?
He received it with ăThe Staff of Tenmaă.
Emil made a surprised face.
ăHou, so you stopped my attack! You Magician!ă
ăAre you not taking me seriously?ă
ăDonât look down on me! For the sake of women, I always use all of my strength!ă
While saying that, Emil grandly held his sword aloft.
The next Martial Art that was invoked was the âhigh in power but long in time until it strikesâ ăAlpsfallă.
Diablo groaned.
ăHow could this beâŠâŠă
Not only were the levels of the people of this world low, their player skills were also shoddy!
Using ăAlpsfallă at point-blank range is just like saying âplease go ahead and hit meâ. He couldnât see it as anything but a spontaneous discharge due to an operating miss.
They were completely insufficient in their research.
Diablo used his staff like a cane and thrust Emil, who had brandished his sword and was full of openings, away.
Since he hadnât learned any Martial Arts, it was a common attack from a staff. However, it was by the physical strength of level 150.
ăSei!!ă
ăGah!?ă
Emil was blown away.
Smashing a wall decoration, he spit the air out from his lungs. Tumbling down, he took a knee beside the stairs leading to the second floor.
The adventurers that were watching in the surroundings returned to being quiet.
ââWas it too strong!?
However, Emil stood up.
ăGuooooh!! How could the great me! Fall in front of a woman! Itâs impossible!!ă
Unexpectedly, he was a man with guts.
ââNo, if heâs a level 50 Warrior, I guess thatâs natural.
It seems that with a Magicianâs common attack, damage enough to make him incapable of action wasnât given.
If the opponent were to do a series of gapless attacks without using big moves, as expected, worrying about the building and winning without using magic would probably be impossible.
ââCanât he just fall back already?
Diablo expressed a sadistic smile.
ăKukukuâŠâŠI canât go easy on you next time, got it?ă
ăThatâs the same for me! I am the associationâs number one ăHerculean Warrioră, Emil Byushelbeljel! For the sake of all oppressed women! Until this life comes to an end, I will wield my sword!ă
ăâŠâŠEmil.ă
Rem quietly called out.
ăBe at ease, Rem-chan! Iâll release you from this heinous Demon right now!ă
ăâŠâŠPlease stop already. Allow me to say it to you clearly. The cause of why I am stuck with this slavery choker is due to my own blunder.ă
ăEh? âŠâŠWh, whatâŠâŠwhat do you mean by that?ă
ăâŠâŠI donât want to go into detail about it but Shera and I made a blunderâŠâŠand got the chokers that should be bestowed onto the Summoned Beast onto ourselves.ă
Rem bit her lip.
Shera made a face that looked like she was about to cry, and her cheeks became red.
ââSo she went and said it.
It seemed that she couldnât let Diablo and Emilâs fight intensify anymore than this.
ăâŠâŠHe has promised to cooperate in removing these slavery chokers.ă
ăWh, what was that!?ă
ăâŠâŠThough, right now, since we do not know the release method, we have gotten Celestine-san to investigate it.ă
Emil raised a frail voice.
ăCould it be, IâŠâŠă
ăâŠâŠYou jumped to conclusions. Please sheath your sword.ă
A cold, wintry atmosphere streamed in.
After Emil had a brief silenceââhe smiled.
ăFu, fufufuâŠâŠThank goodness! So there werenât any women that had slaver chokers forcibly placed on them!ă
He ended it as if it were an impressive tale.
It was a refreshing smile.
ăHey, Demon, whatâs your name?ă
ăItâs Diablo.ă
ăMy name is Emil Byushelbeljel! Iâm an ally of all women and an ally of the allies of women. In other words, Diablo, if youâre cooperating in removing Rem-chanâs and Shera-chanâs chokers, Iâm also your ally!ă
ăIs that so.ă
ăIâm really sorry for suddenly trying to cut you down! Whenever you need a Warriorâs strength, you can rely on me whenever you need it! Well, youâre pretty good yourself!ă
ăFuâŠâŠă
Diablo laughed.
ââWell, he doesnât seem like a bad guy.
Besides, he the received Diabloâs physical attack that defeated the Salamander in one hit and was still lively. It probably wasnât a lie that he was a level 50 Warrior.
Emil stepped aside from the front of the stairs.
ăSorry for getting in your way. Youâre going to the Adventurers Registration, right? If youâre choosing the Warrior system, let me determine it from the earlier attackâŠâŠFumuâŠâŠAs a Warrior, Iâd say youâre around level 40!ă
The surroundings became noisy.
He understood that level 40 Warriors seemed to be highly appreciated.
ââOi oi, are all of these guys lower than that? This isnât the town at the starting point you know?
Diablo swung his head left and right.
ăI am a Magician.ă
ăWhat!? That is unfortunateâŠâŠWell, I guess it canât be helpedâŠâŠDiablo, once youâve finished your first mission as an adventurer, come visit me! As a celebration, Iâll treat you to anything!ă
ăHmph, if I feel like it.ă
Being sent forward, Diabloâs group went up the stairs going to the second floor.
Lined up beside him, Rem talked.
ăâŠâŠEmil isnât a bad person, and he definitely is competent.ă
ăBut that person feels stupid, right!ă
ăâŠâŠThatâs true.ă
Rem didnât object.
There was an unexpected accident, but they were finally at the Adventurers Registration.
ââSince it looks like theyâll celebrate if I finish my first mission, Iâll do my best.
Remembering when he first started Cross Reverie, he felt an excited elation.
Note:
[1] Canât think of a good spelling for this. Original: ăă„ă·ă§ă«ăă«ăžă§ăŒă«
[2] SP is read as æ°ć, or energy or vitality.
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