宅男天堂

The only reason they hadn\'t attacked yet was Frondier\'s single word.

─Try not to fight.

Frondier was currently using the devils, and most of them had already submitted to him.

He planned to use them to stop the Devil\'s War, but his statement about \'saving\' them wasn\'t a lie.

However, if he conveyed the nuance of protecting the devils to the Constel students now, they would doubt him.

Devils were the enemies of humans. A human who sought to protect devils was one who had been bewitched by them.

The whispers of devils.

Those who overcome them are heroes, those who are bewitched are humans, and those who entrust their sins to devils are also devils.

For the people of the Empire who accepted these words as common knowledge, Frondier couldn\'t easily say to cooperate with devils.

Therefore, he only conveyed a subtle nuance.

As if not fighting the devils was simply a matter of calculation and reason. This short word was quite effective for those who knew how Frondier had fought in the last war.

The best solution would be for Frondier to personally try to persuade them, as in Philly\'s case.

The talented individuals of Constel gathered here might be able to understand. However, Frondier didn\'t have the time for that now.

And neither did Aster.

"Can\'t you hear me?"

Aster\'s grip on the sword tightened. The more hostility he burned, the more his aura gradually disappeared.

However, there wasn\'t a single devil who could laugh at that sight.

Aster\'s aura wasn\'t weakening. He was meticulously gathering and condensing it within his body.

To the point where it couldn\'t be felt until it touched his body. This was similar to his appearance right before he used the one-sword technique on the Minotaur.

Even if his aura couldn\'t be felt, there was a fear in Aster that couldn\'t be simply understood by such things.

"Aster Evans-nim."

It was Bart who finally opened his mouth. Aster looked at him.

"Who are you?"

"...There are a few places where Satan\'s devils are presumed to be gathering."

Just as Aster had heard from Frondier, the devils of the Empire also had things to convey that they had heard from Frondier.

Of course, unlike Aster\'s case, Frondier\'s words to them weren\'t very kind.

─My friend will be coming here soon, looking for Satan\'s devils. Cooperate actively.

─Don\'t talk about the relationship between you and me. You\'ve only done a little business with me.

─Even if my friend seems a bit harsh or impatient, never be hostile. He\'s someone you can\'t win against anyway.

According to those words, Bart was simply acting as instructed.

He just wanted to get this over with and send them all away.

"A few places..."

Aster looked at Bart as if he didn\'t like the words themselves.

Aster was feeling the greatest impatience of his life right now.

Lunia was a problem, and so was Frondier.

\'That guy Frondier said he\'d listen to the devils\' demands.\'

And Aster\'s goal was to rescue Lunia while Frondier was acting according to the devils\' demands.

Aster couldn\'t even guess what the devils would ask Frondier to do. Only ominous imaginations swirled in his head. Crippling one of his limbs, his eyes or tongue...

\'Calm down. There\'s no guarantee they\'ll do that. And there\'s still time.\'

The most frightening thing was that Frondier seemed like he would actually act according to their demands. That guy was abnormally insensitive to his own body getting hurt.

"I\'ll explain with a map."

Bart spread a map on the table he had prepared in advance. He didn\'t even introduce himself to Aster, nor did he ask why there were so many of them.

Aster also didn\'t ask what Bart\'s relationship with Frondier was, or for what purpose he was acting under Frondier\'s instructions.

This meeting was extremely uncomfortable. Both sides just wanted to finish things quickly and get out.

"We are extremely wary of unfamiliar devils. Even if we share information, we continue to investigate them. So far, there hasn\'t been much progress in those investigations, but just recently, we confirmed multiple overlapping pieces of information among the false information."Nôv(el)B\\\\jnn

The cause was clear. It was because Satan\'s devils had been summoned.

It was too much to hope that their gathering wouldn

wouldn\'t be noticed by the Imperial devils who had been following them.

Aster asked.

"Then you should be able to pinpoint one location, why are there multiple suspected locations?"

"We can\'t keep following them forever. It\'s also important that we don\'t get caught. We tracked the places they went and selected a few suitable gathering spots nearby."

Bart marked the locations on the map. Indeed, all the marked locations weren\'t far from each other. They must have investigated up to that point.

"...It\'s not far from here."

"We\'ve been sharing information periodically, so we couldn\'t have done that from a long distance."

Moreover, Satan\'s devils were in a hurry right now. Gathering itself was the priority, and the location was secondary.

Elodie, who was checking the map with Aster, asked.

"What should we do? Should we split up and search?"

Since there were many places to go, dividing the personnel would save time.

But Aster shook his head.

"No, let\'s all go together like this. It\'s not far anyway. It could be dangerous if we split up carelessly. And most importantly,"

Aster had already started moving as he spoke the next words.

"There won\'t be much difference in time."

* * *

Menosorpo

Void Weaving, Simultaneous Replication

Imperial Palace Armory

Rank - Rare

Spear, Homologous Replication 10 units

Tatatatang!!

Spears engraved in the void drew a circle and꽂 stuck into the ground.

Kwarurung-!

Soon after, as if responding to the hammer swung by Frondier, lightning struck the spears. The lightning then flowed along the spears, creating a circle, and shot out at the approaching devils, burning them.

Menosorpo

Void Weaving, Simultaneous Replication

Imperial Palace Armory

Full Open

Immediately after establishing the surrounding defenses, Frondier began to pour out weapons from the void. Spears, swords, and axes alike smashed the devils\' heads and split their bodies.

Lightning cleaving through the black clouds. Frondier was currently clearing the weather.

\'...Amazing.\'

Marco, who was participating in the battle from the side, admired the sight. It really seemed like he could eliminate all these cloud-like devils by himself.

\'If he has enough mana, that is.\'

Marco examined Frondier\'s complexion but couldn\'t see any signs of fatigue.

But Marco was also starting to realize that it was impossible to gauge Frondier\'s condition by his facial expressions. He would probably keep that face even until right before his mana was depleted.

\'Even so, would a single human have enough mana to wipe out all these devils?\'

No matter how low-ranking they were, devils were still devils. They possessed the basic characteristic of devils, aura. In other words, the mere fact that they could use aura put them on a different level from ordinary monsters.

Devils who clad themselves in aura were much harder to injure than monsters. If such a swarm of them rushed in, even the famous powerhouses of the continent would feel their vision go dark.

However, Frondier\'s attacks, as Marco observed, seemed to pierce through aura easily.

Especially those attacks that started with the black liquid. It could simply be overwhelming power piercing through aura, but the momentum was similar to his other attacks.

\'...Though not as much as that woman named Sybil.\'

Sybil, whom Marco had fought before. Her attacks, a combination of aura and mana, completely ignored the opponent\'s aura.

\'Petals,\' was it? He understood why she called it that. The enemy\'s aura was dyed with her own. Whether it was red or white, it didn\'t matter.

Frondier\'s attacks, while not as potent as Sybil\'s, seemed to somewhat diminish the effects of the opponent\'s aura. The principle was probably completely different, though.

"Marco! Your hands have stopped!"

"Nonsense!"

Frondier shouted at Marco, who had momentarily fallen into thought, and Marco pretended not to hear and resumed his attack.

Anyway, now was the time for Marco to fully cooperate. If Frondier died here, it would all be meaningless.

Of course, Frondier didn\'t want Marco to have any \'thoughts\'.

\'It\'s important to control my strength, and it\'s also important that he doesn\'t notice me doing it. Quite difficult.\'

Frondier\'s goal wasn\'t to annihilate all these devils.

If that were the case, he would have used the \'Devil\'s Power\' long ago.

His goal was to buy time.

Until Aster found where Satan\'s devils were gathered and rescued Lunia, he had to keep up a kind of act.

Of course, this strength control didn\'t mean fighting weakly. He wasn\'t holding back on mana. If he did that, Marco would notice immediately.

The important thing was what kind of power he used.

He was saving not only the Devil\'s Power but also the combination of \'Falling Rain\' and \'Sure Hit\', which was best for dealing with multiple opponents.

He was using the lightning barrier he had spread like a final defense wall and the weapon replication he had always used for all purposes.

To others, it might seem like he was effectively annihilating the devils, but from Frondier\'s perspective, it was the epitome of inefficiency. He was continuously consuming mana in a way that wasn\'t the best.

\'In the worst-case scenario, I might have to swallow the Dragon Heart.\'

The lightning curtain Frondier had created was still functioning effectively, but the devils spread across the sky were still overwhelming.

In the end, Frondier was stepping into danger himself. The remaining amount of mana he had, the number of remaining devils, and the time it would take for Aster to rescue Lunia.

\'If things continue like this, it seems like I can buy enough time.\'

Frondier still had a few things to rely on. The Dragon Heart would somehow take care of any lack of mana, and even if he eliminated these devils too quickly, he could still buy time.

Judging by Marco\'s actions, the devils weren\'t trying to kill Frondier. Time would still flow while he was fulfilling their demands.

However,

There was a reason why Frondier kept repeating \'shitty game\' as a habit.

Whiiiik-!!

Something flew from Frondier\'s location towards the distance.

With Menosorpo deployed, Frondier had already recognized what it was. The area covered by his Menosorpo was wider than his \'sixth sense\'. Frondier\'s face hardened slightly.

"As expected, it\'s not that easy."

Frondier had a guess as to what was flying towards him.

And that guess was correct.

"I saw my subordinates flying in a strange direction, so I checked it out."

The person who flew in spoke while observing Frondier\'s situation.

"What is this situation? What have you done to my children! Human!!"

The man\'s voice, filled with aura, roared.

Frondier couldn\'t identify who he was yet, but his identity was clear.

\'A high

-ranking devil from the West.\'

Just like the hidden devils of the Empire and the devils of Satan, the West naturally had high-ranking devils. They were the ones who commanded all these countless devils.

\'That guy isn\'t the only high-ranking devil. The remaining devils must be heading towards the Empire.\'

However, high-ranking devils alone wouldn\'t make a war. As mentioned before, it wasn\'t a matter of strength but a matter of numbers.

Frondier shouted at the devil who had flown in with a clueless expression.

"Hey! Are you the boss? Do something about these guys!"

The reason why the low-ranking devils were drawn here was because of \'Rafflesia\', but of course, Frondier didn\'t mention that at all.

He was acting like someone who had been subjected to an incomprehensible assault, asking the devil for help.