One-way traffic

His identity is not simply about comprehending the will of the gods with a non-divine body.

"Where have we ended up without us even realizing it?"

Looking around, he realized he had arrived in an unknown city.

The city was shrouded in the tranquility of the night, but it was not simply enveloped by the colors of darkness.

Even under the cover of darkness, the city is still surrounded by a warm, orange glow.

Some of the lanterns along the roadside looked like the retro type, and the lights filled the whole street with a warm hue.

Although there was no one on the streets at this hour, just looking at it still gave one a warm and comforting feeling.

but.

Accelerator completely ignored this.

He turned his head slightly, as if he had noticed something and was drawn to it.

In the direction closer to the city.

There were several very strange auras swirling around.

If it were just something strange, that wouldn't be so bad; it wouldn't attract the attention of the top leader. But…

"There are just too many malicious vectors."

Even emotions are essentially a type of mental vector. As early as the Level 5 esper stage, Accelerator was already able to judge the other person's emotional vector simply by observation.

Even malicious intent cannot escape his control.

"Hmph... Interesting. So the malice is directed at that city?"

In other words, there are several powerful beings whose presence can be discerned from their auras, and they harbor immense malice towards this peaceful and harmonious city.

So what exactly is the other party's intention? Even without saying it, the number one person who has been in the shadows for years can guess it.

Under the dark moonlight, amidst the white that reflected the moonlight, a hint of interest suddenly appeared in the eyes that were so bright red they were frightening.

"Looks like I'll be able to kill some time tonight?"

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In front of a huge cliff.

"Latin, Welsh."

The voice came from an extremely petite and adorable figure.

She was dressed in dark black clothing that looked like a dress, and had rose-red hair.

Cute little girl.

She looks to be around fourteen years old, and her mannerisms and tone of voice are quite childlike and cute.

But in terms of temperament... he carries a sense of oppression that is hard for ordinary people to imagine.

"How are our preparations for the Gift Game going?"

“Master, it would be much safer to hold it a month later.”

"Hmm... a month?"

Behind the girl were two people: a mature woman in white and a black-haired man in military uniform.

The two knelt obediently on the edge of the cliff, their tone full of respect for the girl.

"It's getting a little late."

“Master, if we want the game to be in its best condition before we start, we have to wait a month.”

"That's true. That leader of the Eastern District, although it's unpleasant to say, we can't beat her in a direct fight."

"That's why we need to find a way to seal that White Demon."

The responses from the woman in white and the man in military uniform caused the rose-haired girl to frown.

She still looked somewhat unhappy.

“Master…this is your first time acting as the Demon King, so it’s best to proceed with caution.”

Are you lecturing me?

"Hmph, this guy has always been like this. He talks a big game, but when it comes to doing things, he's no match for anyone."

"What are you doing! You figured it out again, didn't you, Weser!"

"In any case, I am the one who can exert the strongest individual combat power directly on the battlefield, and that remains an unchangeable fact."

"Of course I know that, what's there to be so smug about?"

The argument between the woman in white, La Ting, and the man in military uniform, Wesley, did not attract much attention from the girl in black.

Incidentally, behind these three people was an incredibly enormous figure.

It is nearly fifty meters tall and is not human in shape at all.

"During the Gift Game, how did our team's combat strength compare to the opposing team's?"

"It's not very clear right now, but based on the intelligence we've gathered so far, the number of opponents we could face is probably no more than four."

"Does this include the White Demon?"

"No, Master. The White Demon will not be able to move freely on that day because of our game."

"That's good."

In just a few words, one can basically determine what the girl's intentions and purpose are.

Precisely.

This seemingly petite girl, dressed in polka-dot clothing, is actually a demon lord.

Within the miniature garden, there exists something that is completely equivalent to "natural disaster," possessing the immense power to plunge the entire world into panic with the strength of a single individual.

"Just proceed according to the predetermined plan when the time comes."

"understood."

"If you encounter anyone who gets in your way, no matter who they are, just kill them."

"As ordered."

pat.

The group slowly stood up, but at the same time, several stones at La Ting's feet fell off the cliff because of her movement.

Boom——

Because of the falling rocks into the valley, a series of noises slowly rose from the bottom of the cliff.

"Tsk, be a little more careful."

Wesley clicked his tongue, not very satisfied with Latine's behavior of making such noise.

"We can't reveal our identities yet, otherwise the master's plans will be delayed. Try not to make too much noise to attract attention."

"What are you saying! This was clearly not my doing!"

what?

It was only then that Wesser noticed that there were no stones at all near Latine's feet.

Moreover, judging from where she is standing, there shouldn't be anything there that could have magically caused these stones to fall to the deepest part of the valley.

What just happened was...

"It's probably just the wind."

The demon girl, without turning her head, quietly stated this conclusion.

Perhaps that's true... Weser felt that maybe he was just overreacting.

Moreover, it's a bit of an exaggeration for a demon servant under the Demon King to be so apprehensive about such trivial matters.

"Okay, I understand..."

Wesley immediately nodded and straightened his body.

Just in that instant.

—A terrifying pressure, as if the universe were crushing down on his body, was instantly transmitted over him.

"——?!!"

"Oh, so that's why there's a bunch of unidentified thugs wandering around here in the middle of the night. Looks like my guess was right. Ugh, it's really boring. No matter what world you're in, there are always so many ungrateful guys like this."

pat.

Just like before, the sound of rocks falling off the cliff rang out again.

At this moment, Weser finally saw clearly what was causing the sound.

That person stood at the top of the cliff.

It was just above their heads, a little further back.

Wearing a black and white coat that fluttered in the wind, her pure white hair was so pale it could reflect the moonlight.

Those blood-red eyes were filled with the gaze of someone intently watching their prey.

"Hey, good evening, trash."

He is a demon.

A villain standing here alone is enough to bring an unimaginable and extreme sense of oppression to Weser.

No… it doesn’t seem that simple.

Using such childish terms as "demon" to describe him would be far too degrading.

"you…!!"

After finally regaining their senses, Weser and Ratine immediately assumed alert positions.

"who are you?"

"Shouldn't you be asking me that?"

"Tsk..."

The two subordinates seemed quite alarmed by the newcomer, but the demon girl didn't seem to care much.

"Wise, Latine, take care of him."

"Does Master intend for us to make our move here?"

"It's alright. Even if it causes a temporary commotion and gets noticed by others, we can just kill all those people."

"That's a really simple and easy-to-understand method... Yes, ma'am!"

Upon receiving the order, Weser immediately brandished his weapon—a very large flute.

Sonic explosion.

In just a short moment, the man used his terrifying strength to leap into the sky and launched an attack in the direction of Accelerator.

"Sigh, so that's exactly what happened."

Facing Weser, who was about to attack him, and Latin, who was planning to do something, as well as the Demon Queen who didn't even glance at him before giving the order to kill him, and even all those who witnessed it all.

Accelerator let out this sigh of helplessness.

"—These little minions who have absolutely no idea of ​​their own worth are truly a dime a dozen, no matter where you go or what world you're in."

Followed by.

A ray of light instantly emerged from the outermost layer of Accelerator's body.

It was a purplish-black color, far surpassing the lightning of lower dimensions.

That thing, with just a moment's overlap, directly intercepted Weser's flute attack.

"Varied--?!"

Faced with the astonished and dumbfounded Weser, what the first person did was far too simple.

With just a fingertip, lightly tap the front of the other person's flute.