Ex Strongest Swordsman Longs For Magic In Different World

Suddenly, there are few human demons.

Goblins and the like are typical of it, but at the same time, it is normal for them to have the appearance of things that are clearly not people, demons at a glance.

Well, Demonis - although some beings are like demonic species, basically people or not are judged only by the look of a pah.

So the first thing Soma was confused about was that it was the reason.

"People...? But this sign..."

"What, people...? Why is someone else here...?

"It's the same purpose as us...?

Standing about ten meters ahead of the sights of Soma and the others, it was at least the appearance of a painful look at people themselves.

My body is pointing this way, and I don't know what that's like because I'm laying on my face, but that's all I'm sure of.

Is he around one hundred and sixty tall?

Thin, smooth hands and feet, golden hair.

He has a sword in his right hand, a shield in his left hand, and a chest patch on his slightly swollen chest.

Though it is quite a bit of light gear, the Somas are not equipped to say this to others either.

So I don't know what it's all about, but I can't imagine that you're the one who visited here before Soma and the others.

"... No, it's not."

"... no"

"No, what... what's the difference? I don't care what you think..."

"... no, if you do take a closer look, you feel uncomfortable somewhere...?

"Hmmm... I mean, maybe..."

I couldn't speak the word to the end.

Before that, because the sole moved.

The faces raised are still people's...... and quite beautiful.

But.

A pair of pure white feathers that grew from that back of the moment clearly showed that it was something other than a person.

"Feathers...!? So really, you're not a person...!?

"Feathers on the human form... I feel a little different from Harpy..."

"... um, that's for sure, my arm should be a feather"

"Hmm...? Oh, I thought you were an angel as you looked, but you weren't?

"Angel...? That's the first name I've ever heard... well, I'm not that familiar with demons."

"No, I've never heard of it either."

"... n, as well"

"... hmm?

Soma lurked his eyebrows there, naturally, when he heard the name Angel, everyone didn't show any reaction and decided he was just a demon.

No, it's hard to judge a person at the point when a feather grows, even though it's human... but still, in Soma's eyes, he only looks like an angel, no matter what he thinks.

Well, technically, I've never seen an angel's real thing.

"... I'd like to ask the three of you, do you not know what an angel is?

"At least I've never heard of it before... what, are you famous?

"I don't know... could it be a dangerous demon or something?

"... just like I said"

"Hmm..."

Hearing the words, Soma realized for the first time in a long time that speaking of which this was a different world.

I just assumed that there was a lot of knowledge that would go through with it in common with the name of the demon, etc., even here it would go for granted... I didn't know there was no such thing as an angel in this world.

It would be more natural to think that way already here than to think that the three of us don't happen to know.

But when I do, I think as soon as I grow my feathers, I don't see the movement to be vigilant.

That would also mean that it would be impossible to be a fantasy species.

I thought it was an angel fantasy species after all... apparently not.

- Fantasy species.

It is a being created from the stars by the idea of a person's fantasy, a fantasy creature if you put it in the end.

This leading being a dragon, a being called a fantasy species, is somehow not all of it natural.

Though the mechanisms of its occurrence are theoretical, what is generally common is that it is the ideas, fantasies and fantasies that humanity is commonly aware of that have taken shape.

For example, in the case of dragons, the fantasies and concepts of the strongest imagination of a person have come together and come to form.

By throwing the stars outside, the world created a dragon.

Well, I mean, people's imaginations and fantasies have influenced the world and made it materialized.

Of course, it is impossible on its own, but all of humanity combined to make it possible.

And it's unconscious, so it can't be controlled.

At last, if we say so, the existence that we have created is a common recognition of humanity.

If I simply say it, it means that the existence of a dragon created by man with the concept of the strongest is the strongest as it is.

At least if you remain a person, you won't be able to scratch a dragon.

Anyway, that's why that angel? also wondered if it was a fantasy species created by some concept... only a fantasy species is a fantasy creature.

The fantasy belongs more to people than it is based on people's thoughts.

Moreover, given that it is a common perception, that must be known by the majority of people.

But more than unlikely, that's unlikely to be a fantasy species.

And then...

"Hmm... it's easy to think of it as a biological weapon..."

"A biological weapon... you do mean an artificial hand on an existing organism or demon...?

"You are. And then, as the name suggests, it should have been something that we decided to use as a weapon."

"... it fits. … and biological weapons should leave the appearance of the original creature colorful"

"Yes, right...... does that mean that it is, could it be...?

"No... I don't think it's that way about that. Either that or it would have taken that form to imitate"

Speaking of biological weapons in a nutshell, it just looks like the same thing as it turns out, and the process leading up to it splits into several parts.

And even in the world of previous life, there was a biological weapon that mimicked dragons, but a biological weapon that mimicked something was different from a normal biological weapon from the idea of development itself.

Normal biological weapons are those that multiply and mix organisms with organisms, or organisms, to amplify their power.

A biological weapon that mimics something by contrast is one of those attempts to mimic its appearance, not just its appearance, but even its power.

Only normally it should mimic a fantasy species.

Because there's no way we can come close to that power by imitating an existing organism.

If it's a fantasy species, it's possible because the fantasy species is the existence of a concept... well, it's just an aerospace theory on the desk, and Soma did that in her previous life, too.

But even if the world changes, if there is no great difference in the original knowledge, what we are trying to do will not be very different.

So the question here is, why did you look like that?

It would be hard to think that it happened by chance.

The inevitability to make it look like that is nowhere.

What the hell is it because you let people grow feathers?

I mean, someone who made an array could have known there was an angel... well.

Just because the three of us don't know, is there a place somewhere in this world that conveys the existence of an angel, or is it that it existed in the past... or...

"… Whatever it is, it is certain that I am an obstacle."

"... right. I don't know, he seems as alert as he thinks."

"It's just that there wasn't a demon so far, and all of a sudden it came out, which is likely to have something to do with what it was meant to do with."

"...... hmm.... If you want to interrupt, just knock it down"

I have a lot to worry about, but now is not the time to worry about it.

That would be all you have to think about after you defeat that one.

Well, whatever that is, I can't seem to be alarmed, but I'm not going to do it from the start.

Nevertheless, I don't think I'm going to set you up from the other side... until I get there.

Soma pulled the wooden sword out of his waist and went straight to that angel Modki, kicking the ground.

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