Sent To Isekai As Demon King's
Eps 34: A Group of Forest Bandits
Spring, 23 April 1163 Zaenium.
Red Cliff Forest, Duchy Canaria, Zamara Kingdom.
Nightfall.
It's midnight soon. Laciel's group had eaten and were now sleepy from the satiety. But they are still awake. Sharp eyes watching around.
“They've come.” Nadja.
They had known from the beginning that there was a group of bandits who had been observing them ever since they entered the Red Cliff Forest.
For ordinary people, being surrounded by bandits is a disaster, or at least a threat or even a nuisance. But for Laciel, it's like getting a durian crumbling. The point is to get something unexpectedly.
They must have some good stuff, like weapons or armor. And not infrequently, he could have obtained some valuable items such as gold or magic artifacts belonging to the boss of the bandits, or the stolen results of the bandits. In addition, he can also train his other abilities and train his subordinates.
Laciel went to settle in the darkness. From the shadow of his body, appeared several silhouettes of eyes. They were a small part of the Wraith he had brought. In addition to functioning as a news or mail sender, he could use them to “play” the bandits, and know their limits.
The durian collapsed and threw the bird with one stone.
With his Mana Sense skill, he sensed that there were 13 bandits surrounding them. And there were the remaining two people who were far behind, watching. It seemed like he was the boss of these bandits.
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The night mood is very tense. Rigrit, the name of the bandit who had earlier reported to his boss, as well as the person entrusted to lead this ambush, felt a very unusual atmosphere. For some reason, he felt that the feathers were standing. His heart also beats faster because of andrenaline.
Grasping two long curved blades, he led the way of the ambush. His left hand he lifted. The ambush will be carried out once his left hand is lowered. But he would never do that again. More precisely, it cannot. Forever.
An invisible delicate monster had just passed through it and slashed his left hand smoothly. He didn't feel the pain. Haven't. If he had not turned his head to the left, he would never have known that his left arm had just gone.
“ARGH!!”
After waking up and receiving confirmation from his body in the form of pain, he just shouted in pain. And frightened.
His friends were confused about what happened. But soon they will find out.
BUMU!!!
In a different area, an explosion occurred. It came from the direction of his friend who should have been besieging. But none of his friends were able to carry out an attack of such a huge explosion. If so, then surely the one who did it was the group they surrounded. That's the only reasonable explanation.
However, it was not the time for him to worry about his friend. Right here, right now, his life is in danger. Look around. He had not found two of his friends who should have been there. Even he could not feel the moment his hand was cut off or his friend disappeared.
He had never felt anything like this. Usually, they hunt. Even if they were chased by the Royal Knights, the Red Cliff Forest was their home. It makes them hunt, not hunt.
But now he feels it. He felt for the first time what it was like to be someone hunted. The feathers that stand. A heart that beats fast. Andrenaline is ridden.
Panicking, he looked around. Raise his alertness to the highest level. With the instincts he had honed during his time working in the group, his abilities could now be assessed as a Rank B Adventurer, or even an early A. But, in the face of the terrifying strength, he felt how helpless he was.
There's nowhere to run. This is his house. There's nothing to do. Everything feels slowing down.
He caught a glimpse of a black fog-shaped monster with two blue eyes approaching him as fast as light.
Even though it was that fast, it felt like a long time ago. He recalled back when the boss, the person he respected so much, picked him up when he was a little orphan. Without relatives anywhere. Teach him how to survive in the harsh environment and natural hazards.
Is this a flashback to life before death? Inner Rigrit.
Does he have regrets? Sure was! If reincarnation is really real, he hopes in the next life he becomes someone good. If it was possible, he hoped. Expecting very.
Slashh...!
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The pile of items gathered by the Wraiths mounted before Laciel. He put it all in his inventory.
“Although not good, but it's okay. What to expect from a bunch of bandits.” Laciel's Mumbling. “Good. Now it's time to pick up the last disposable cast from this episode that hasn't appeared yet.”
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The bandit boss named Grid was waiting with one of his confidants when a huge explosion occurred. At that moment, they both panicked. Didn't expect that it turned out that the group was carrying a very strong person to be able to cast such a powerful magic.
But it's still less. Magic Caster was extremely weak against Assassins. The Assassin is able to kill a Magic Caster in an instant, before the Magic Caster casts magic. And because the Magic Caster is still able to cast magic of that size, either the Magic Caster is so strong that it is able to cast fast, or there are others who are useful as protective tanks.
Grid seemed to be thinking hard. And since he wanted to dodge first, until his subordinates had defeated them all, he chose to go away for a while. Just as he stood up, he felt the fur on his back stand up. He felt creepy. Not because of the cold, but because of the killing intent that was heavily focused on him and his subordinates.
Ctangs!
His reflexes were very fast after being trained for many years. He fended off the attack launched by a black aura Wraith.
The wraith? At a time like this? Grid thought, but he could not guess anything.
He's been surrounded. There were five Wraiths coming.
Actually, what's going on? Inner wonders.
Tap tap tap
Just then, he heard a sound of footsteps approaching towards them. It was a white-haired teenager with fiery red eyes full of murderous air. His focus was on the two balls he carried in his hand.
As the man got closer, he threw the two round objects at him. Not too far. Quite rightly fell down and stopped in front of him.
The two round-shaped objects turned out to be two heads of his other subordinates. One of them was his trust subordinate.
In– he's dead! Grid goosebumps. The orphan I picked up, who had good talent. Is dead!
“Si– who exactly are you?” Grid asked with a tongue that was trembling from intimidation.
“I've been very famous lately. I am the Demon King Lucifer.” Answer Laciel.
“Hii..!”
The two were scared to death. And now they are already completely dead after seeing the form of death that is so feared in the Zamara Kingdom today.
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“Hah, they are very disturbing my holiday.” Laciel murmured after taking the lives of the bandits. “Luckily they have some stuff that looks useful. Although I'm not sure if it's still useful or not.”
His gaze fell upon the pile of armor and swords and knives used by the mountain bandits.
“Yeah, maybe I can sell everything to the city later.”
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