A long time ago, the sun went down and my shadow melted into the night.

However, the center of the village of Yona is dazzlingly bright thanks to the lights of the torches lined up. If you saw this from the hill in the daytime without knowing anything, it would have been a wonderful sight.

So that's it.

It seems that it is not a mistake that all the villagers wait for their return.

"Oh, it's your early return."

It seems that he noticed that I was back, and Mr. Doug, who stands in front of a big bonfire, looks back.

He seemed a little surprised, probably because it was earlier than expected.

"It's a knight of the temple. It looks like a goblin, without any pain."

That said, he laughed.

"Oh, I'm not grateful for the words."

I will not stop walking. I left my luggage. Both the knitting cape and the cape of deer skin. Only carry a shield, mace, and magic sword Stormbringer. The night breeze strokes the surcoat worn on the chain mail.

"What are you talking about? That's why all the villagers are preparing for the celebration because they are grateful."

Hmm. Congratulations.

"Then I ask, to whom-is it a celebration for? What?"

I put the mace that I had already pulled on my shoulder and ask.

A torch built to surround the square in the center of the village. Villagers of all ages lined up beside them. It is the number of people who have doubts about the total number. And there are two big bonfires in the center. An altar consisting of two steps, white and red, sandwiched between them.

Several villagers lie on top of each other at the bottom.

Everyone was scratching the throat uniformly, and the altar was dyed with the voluminous blood that flowed out. Regardless of man, woman or child. The brows were involuntarily raised by the bloody odor.

"Of course, to our dark god."

Mr. Doug wearing a black robe-No, Doug thrust a blood-soaked scimitar into the center of the altar. The orange of the reflection of the bonfire and the red of blood are mixed, and the color that causes nausea is reflected.

"Shut up. This dingy evil spirit."

The wind shook my pure red hair.

In this world, there are undeliverable people who follow the demon who is a resident of another world. It is a so-called evil spirit.

This man named Doug is neither the son of the village mayor nor a villager. He is a demon-believing evil spirit and a dark priest.

To prove it, there were strange creatures on both sides of him. Standing to the right is a dull, large beast. The gray skin that seems to be hard to see on the face and the twisted horns that grow from the tip of the nose are impressive. The one on the left is a small beast. It has a body like a mizuku, but has no wings, and instead has two pairs of tentacles undulating.

Of course, such a person cannot be a decent creature. These are monsters called genus, which are used by demons.

"Simply put, it's not your soldier and slave. It's a mischievous thing that imitates the creatures of this world. "

Although it was a confusing thing, its strength was real. Frighteningly, if it's a fledgling adventurer party, annihilation is indispensable just by dealing with one person.

Anna looks at her genus and makes her throat screaming funny.

"But it's a poor workmanship. I can make it better. That's the one who is cooler and full of sense. "

It was actually the case, so I was in trouble.

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Originally, the demon and his genus live only in the dungeons of the labyrinth city of Denanma. However, these dark priests use sacrifices and catalysts to summon and use them. The sacrifice here refers to the villagers who have run out at the altar.

And the catalyst is probably a terrifying jar with runes that Doug holds in his left hand for later life.

It's a bad story. It was strange in the first place.

There is no church coat of arms that should be there, and the weight of the air is so heavy that Anna calls it a ranch of horror. That is the air of those who have been chased by evil religions and who have been oppressed under absolute control. And the disaster that struck the village that "he" said.

The village of Yona was dominated by the Dark Priest long before I visited.

"What seems miserable ..."

Contrary to me frowning, Doug shrugs his shoulders in a funny way.

"It's a terrible word. It's a sacrifice for you. Oh, no more sacrifices, because I've already sacrificed more than half of the villagers."

No wonder the number of people here is small compared to the size of the village.

…… This fucking bastard.

Keep the taunt in your heart and say alternative words.

"So, do you feel like a king with the villagers who forcibly converted to the genus?"

I laugh with my nose.

"Are you stupid? What do you do if you kill rather than increase new believers?"

"One is always more than none."

Doug says with a serious look.

I uh. It seems that the thoughts of the evil spirits were not understandable in the first place.

Now.

Prepare such a grand altar, prepare villagers, and even prepare a genus. What kind of event will you do? It's probably not a bad thing anyway.

Dougl put the jar he held on his side on the altar. Then he shined his eyes like a boy and put his hands together with the bread.

"Of course, a great sacrifice to God! If you sacrifice a pure maiden, you will surely be pleased! And if you are a temple knight, it will be origami!"

His tone became more and more exciting every time he spoke.

On the other hand, I feel more and more uncomfortable and disgusted. After all it seems that there was no mistake in the rules of the Order of the Religious Knights.

That is, kill all the evil spirits.

I hold the shield and mace and make me laugh invincibly.

"Unfortunately, if it's not clean here, you've already been cursed by the Ark Demon."

"I don't mind"

Doug suddenly regained his composure. He picks up the jar again and slowly traces the contour with his index finger, as if to show off the collection. There was a strange creepy thing there.

"Sacrifice is an atmosphere after all. Yes, it's a live feeling. The important thing is the catalyst and the arm as a priest who can activate it and control it. This is a ritual to aim for higher heights."

The atmosphere is different from before.

Apparently ... it seems that the coat color is a little different from the dark priests who have been fascinated by the demons I have been facing.

Although he was a dark priest, he had no awe or faith in the demon. The alarm bell rings in my head. This kind of person is troublesome.

"Be careful. Hey, I'm still going to call you. "

Anna's voice is hard and the appearance is steep.

I don't ask what. I was also aware. Evil magical power swirls around him.

Doug had a jar, a catalyst, etc., but it was probably a magic tool. It must be an evil and dangerous item that summons a demon. Then, the jar glowed suspiciously. There is no time to stop it. The space shook as if it shook, and by the time it was settled, a new shadow appeared.

Anna drifting next to me gave a voice of admiration, "Huh".

"Do you call the lesser demon? That guy. I'll do it unexpectedly "

A large humanoid variant with a sheep-like head appeared with chaos. The bifurcated spear in his hand gives off a mysterious glow. It is a real demon, a real resident of another world, different from the genus. Its strength surpasses that of ordinary people, both physically and magically.

The Lesser Demon is the lowest rank following Ark and Greater as a demon.

However, no matter how low-ranked warriors and wizards are, they are genuine monsters without waiting for a murder unless they form a clique. The smartness is also incomparable to that of the genius.

I suddenly saw Anna next to me. Her eyes are red and bewitching like a ruby, and the eyes of the newly summoned Lesser Demon are also red.

I don't want to admit it.

"No, I want to hear one"

Anna suddenly visited. I hurriedly turned my eyes away

"What?"

"Nnu. What happens if the demon crawls out of that jar and breaks it?"

"There will be two in the place where it is out and the place where it is not out."

"U, unu ..."

Her mouth was tight. I wonder if I had to ask now.

Now--

Doug was unbearable and laughed. The tragedy that is about to begin seems to be crazy fun. In addition to the two genius, it is a lesser demon. It's no wonder it's swearing.

"Come on, demons. The summoner commands you. With the pure blood and guts of that woman, change the altar vividly!"