Next Life

The Demon Gaelic is a being born of Mimic's evolution.

Whatever Mimic features are, it's a pseudo skill.

Being a demon enhances your skills, and the number of beings that can be simulated lightly exceeds 10,000, and if you count separate individuals of the same race, you will exceed 100 million.

Combat power is at the bottom of the entire demon, but he was bought that skill and tasked with infiltration, intelligence gathering, etc.

And now I was reporting to my colleagues who had gathered the information I had obtained.

"... that's all about Marius. As soon as possible, I know you should wake up to the Demon King."

"Really? Isn't worrying sick again?

It is the demon Alberto who is skeptical of Gaelic's information and prophecy.

He is a superior demon and a militant from Griffon.

Zamuel, the devil's face is dirty.

It was Sendrick the Demon who threw it away.

"I think it's a downfall you don't know how to get hit by the key Zamuel, Gaelic"

Although denial was the one that didn't, it's the lower demon pal who doesn't hide the bare gestures to blame.

"I agree. Miscellaneous fish like Zamuel, if you attack them all at the same time, it's self-evident, but that's the key to what kind of widespread attack you used."

The attitude that the demon Franklin simply spoke the facts without any sign of blame.

"Oh man, I hate the brain muscles because they have no imagination. Isn't that right, Master Rubens?

It was Lower Demon Gastark who followed Rubens, the culmination of this scene, while keeping his peers at bay.

"Uhm."

The demons who made Gastark's disrespectful words hit the comet were also unable to say anything because Rubens offered his approval.

"If we had transferred tens of thousands of people, including Gaelic, and then tore Zamuel apart, we could not insult him."

"Certainly magic is a big deal. I wonder if you're going to say it's the same as Klaus-Adler."

Rupert calmly analyzes.

"If you kill me, you'll see."

It was the demon Labella who threw it away in the rampage.

And Alberto got on top of it.

"By and large, Gaelic was acting like a human being, wasn't he? Didn't it take you a while to get back from being flown?

Gaelic replied hesitantly.

"Yes, I was wondering if it would have taken half an hour"

"Ahhh?

The demon Labella raised her angry voice.

"Thirty minutes, Zamuel. I can restore as much magic as I can kill. Are you stupid? Are you a cunt? Is it garbage? Are you dying?"

"Shut up, Rabella."

In a word from Rubens, Labella shut her mouth, which was letting off cursing murmurmurs.

It is true that Gaelic's report contained perhaps arbitrary interpretations, but we cannot ignore them altogether.

"What will you do, Master Rubens? Do you want to take advantage of Zamuel?

It was the demon Mergen who asked the question.

"No. Prioritize awakening to the Demon King. If we fulfill our grief, we will have avenged nature and Zamuel."

Rubens' decision was absolute, and neither did Alberto and the others.

"However, it is fully conceivable that we will be disturbed. You'll need someone to draw attention to."

"Then I'm coming. I'm gonna kill you."

When Alberto says so, the likes of Labella, Franklin, and others are offered at the same time.

Rubens opened his mouth after the claiming match ended.

"I'm going to have Zofi go here"

A red dot that didn't say a word, the same gaze concentrates on the demon Zophi.

"Zofi, can I take care of this?

"I don't mind."

Zophi had a compelling smile that seemed like even the demons would be boneless.

"You ordered me to draw your attention, but can you turn it into my simobe?

Rubens snorted reluctantly at the challenging eyes and words.

"Let's do that, too. If you're as good as Marius, you can do it in addition to our last seat. There's a precedent."

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Zophi thanked Rubens and took his men outside.

"By the way, Mr. Rubens. Who will wake you? I thought it was Master Zagan?

Rubens nodded at Alberto's inquiry.

"Mm-hmm. If you want to think about the future, it would be best to wake up to Master Zagan first."

That makes it easier for them to move.

"Which means Philato's next target."

"Mm-hmm. If we all go, they might find us and make it into a fight. Do you want to go in a few?"

"Yeah? It's as easy as fighting."

Alberto stared at the disgruntled labela.

"Philato will disappear even if he wins easily. Did you forget who the guy who sealed Master Zagan was?

"... were you the ancestors of Filato? Later, Lanreo was the guy who made the country."

"Dear Zagan, they'll want to go to the Blood Festival first. Those guys, if we turn them off on our own...... seriously, they're gonna run out?

Singh, and quieted back.

Rubens opens his mouth.

"Does anyone not know that there is only one continent that has just enraged Master Zagan and has been transformed into another?

"... that was a bad idea."

Franklin smudged and twinkled. Alberto bit the label even more.

"Temei, are you going to calm Master Zagan's anger responsibly?

"Mm, I can't"

Labella blued her face and shook her neck sideways at high speed.

"Then shut up."

Everyone shut up.

"Rupert, and Sendrick. I'm counting on you, Zagan and all of you who know each other."

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"Yes, sir."

Thus the new assassin was released.