It is a wilderness of scarlet and pitch black, with huge and varied stones scattered closely across the originally open land, forming a grotesque stone forest. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a land infested by demons, and the ground is full of traces of burning fire, and every breeze that blows on it contains a strong smell of sulfur.

It was supposed to be the sunniest afternoon, but the gray mist that swirled over the land blocked all light above the clouds, adding a taste of eternal night to this already terrifying and sinister Jedi.

If there is only one entrance to this place, and a sign is allowed to be placed at the entrance, it must say: No mortals are allowed to enter.

However---

At this moment, a mortal boy who seemed to be 15-6 years old and dressed in a black trench coat was moving forward in this land that was obviously a human peerless land, seemingly loose but vigilant.

The teenager is searching for a trial target for his first combat training.

He resisted the discomfort of the harsh atmosphere of the land, and covered his silver hair, which was out of place in the darkness, with the shadow of the hat on his trench coat, to prevent the obvious color from exposing himself to the prey of the trip. A pair of pale blue eyes constantly roamed the surroundings, alert for anything that might happen. The hilt of the long sword at his waist had already been grasped in his hand, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy at the moment the sword was unsheathed.

Through the high requirements of a certain facial paralysis girl's hellish training, this young man who thought that he would take a certain magical beast in the human realm circle as the target of his first actual combat trial after studying with him for two years after studying swordsmanship, was forcibly thrown to this place called the purgatory wasteland outside the northern region to hunt down the only existence that the domineering girl left after emptying this stone forest area, which he called an inferior demon.

Pity God, that's a demon!

It's a terrifying existence outside the human realm, and it's completely different from the cute animals in the circle that are just infected by demonization and called Warcraft.

They are the Apostles of Destruction who have sprung up from the abyss and are accustomed to killing and fear, a horrific nightmare that once nearly wiped out all of humanity.

If it weren't for the appearance of demons at the same time, there were also supernatural beings among human beings who could manifest their own mental image and will as entities, and possess extraordinary powers such as thunder and flames, divine weapons and beasts, which were above mortals and comparable to demons, then the history of mankind would probably end the moment the abyss gate opened.

Two years ago, a teenager who was just an ordinary otaku couldn't have imagined that he would be asked to hunt down this kind of existence that he had only seen in knight novels.

Damn, this must be something wrong.

He gritted his teeth and thought to himself.

He's just a mortal, and he's only 15 years old, just a boy from a civilian family who has learned swordsmanship for two years just with a certain black girl who is no bigger than him!

It is true that he has the unparalleled swordsmanship talent that a certain facial paralyzed girl claimed when she forced him to apprentice with absolute force.

It is true that it took him only two years to advance his swordsmanship to a point where even swordsmen who have been immersed in kendo for more than ten years are ashamed.

But!

But after all, swordsmanship is not the power of those extraordinary mental images! Demons have been positioned as unnatural beings that can only be fought against by those who are supernatural since they were recognized by humans.

For him to use mortal skill to shake the apparently extraordinary being ...

Is this going to send me to death?

The teenager, who was in a broken mood, sighed deeply.

。。。。。。

"It's outside the circle. ”

The walking boy kept reminding himself in his heart that although he couldn't imagine how the girl with facial paralysis had passed through the towering walls of the Northern Regions and was brought here by her stunned self, it was an indisputable fact that she had left the "greenhouse" and came to this dangerous area outside the human realm.

This is the other side of the Great Wall of the Northern Regions, the Purgatory Wasteland, where countless demons roam the human realm.

It is said that even the most elite overseas exploration team among the capable people only dares to carry out their so-called overseas demon investigation work around the giant wall of the Northern Regions that is used to resist the demon tide. Never go so deep that you can't see the giant wall!

Thinking of this, the young man subconsciously began to look around, and after extremely regretting that he could not see the slightest shadow of the guardian wall that was said to be nearly fifty meters high and stretched around the entire human realm, he shrugged helplessly.

It seems that I have outgrown the elite search party

The boy thought not without malice.

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

"No, this can't work" suddenly remembered the warning left by a certain girl with facial paralysis before leaving, and the young man quickly shook his head to dispel the cranky thoughts in his mind.

Before leaving, a girl with facial paralysis named Fei'er repeatedly warned that demons can not only use their eyes and ears to detect enemies, but also search for the location of humans by sensing their violent mood swings. The Mental Elephant Sealing Array, which is built in the human realm circle like a beehive, is based on this trait of demons, and is used to isolate the mood fluctuations caused by the gathering of a large number of humans, so as to avoid attracting the attention of wandering demons and reduce the pressure on the town guards during non-demonic disasters.

The boy who scared himself out of a cold sweat was glad that he was not the first to be discovered by the demon because of his crankiness. While hurrying to calm his loss, fearful thoughts, and try his best to calm his mind.

You must be the first to discover your prey and establish an advantage over the first move!

After three deep breaths, the boy finally calmed his restless heart and began to search for his trial target again.

An hour later, the boy spotted a vague figure of his target in a large spike-shaped rock forest.

The next moment, he suppressed his heartbeat that accelerated due to nervousness, restrained his breath, and shuttled between the stone forests as swiftly and secretly as a black cat. His feet were precise and steady, and with each movement he perfectly ducked his figure behind the shadows of the rocks. He approached his target like a ghost, showing off the movement skills he had learned over the past two years.

"No, isn't Fei'er an inferior demon left behind?"

However, the closer the boy got to the target, the more he observed its form, the more difficult it was to suppress the doubts in his heart.

Seeing that his target was clearly visible, the boy jerked forward, quickly and lightly moving his body behind the shadow of the rock wall not far from the target.

He pressed his back against the rock wall tightly, even if it hurt from the hard, uneven rock wall. Then, a little by little, he turned sideways, stretched out half his head, and began to seriously look at the behemoth that was very different from the trial goal he had imagined in his heart.

"Ian, I've only left one inferior demon in this area, so the only demon you see here is the target of your trial. ”

Can this damn thing be called an inferior demon?

The words of the girl with facial paralysis before she left are still in her ears, but what she sees in front of her almost makes the teenager who tried every possible way to warn herself to suppress her mood swings want to jump up and scold her mother!

It's a joke, right?

Look at its scarlet, rock-like shell that is more like armor than skin! Look at the hideous, wind-pulling barbs that grow on its back and arms! Look at its tall stature, almost twice the size of a normal adult!

Fei'er, how did you equate such a terrifying guy who is full of oppression and exudes pitch-black smoke with a short, thin and stubby limb in a knight's novel, purely to show that the protagonist is powerful and can be slaughtered in large numbers, and ridiculous is better than a terrible little bad devil?

The thought of this tall demon not far away, whose heavy weight would make the ground moan with an overwhelmed sound with every step it moved, and make the gravel tremble and jump, was the target of this trial in the mouth of a certain girl with facial paralysis: an inferior demon. The boy felt only a dry run in his mouth, a twitch in his heart, and his right hand, which held the hilt of the sword, turned pale from overexertion.

Brother Demon, are you so handsome that you deserve the title of your own inferior demon?

Ian, whose heart was dripping blood, complained weakly.

......

Suddenly, the behemoth in front of him flashed red in his eyes and turned his head.

Ian suddenly secretly screamed badly, he had warned himself not to think crankily early on, but he had a moth at this most critical moment.

I saw that the huge demon who found the prey suddenly let out a roar like a wild grin in the direction where Ian was hiding, stomped on the ground with both feet, and the huge body jumped high, with the sharp claws of both palms stretched to the maximum, and swooped down from the air like a giant eagle with a huge sense of oppression.

Perhaps just as people become numb after being too nervous, in the face of the huge pressure from the pavement, Ian strangely felt that his mind had calmed down, he did not rush to turn around, leaned forward directly, a boulder that rolled away from hiding, only to hear a rumbling sound behind him, and the boulder that was hard and solid for mortals was like tofu was shattered by the claws of the demon, scattering in all directions, and the huge strong wind generated when it landed blew Ian who was dodging almost stumbled.

Once he was on his feet, Ian quickly turned, his sword clenched in both hands, and stared at the slightly stiffened demon as it landed. He didn't take the opportunity to rush forward, because he didn't know if his sword could inflict lethal damage on the demon, and if he didn't know how to attack it before he could hit its weak point, he would end up with the same end as the pile of rubble in front of him.

Judging from the shocking destruction scene caused by the demon, it is obvious that the hard fight is hitting the stone with an egg, and the teenager who has always said that he has a middle IQ will naturally not choose this way of fighting to his death. So, when the demon attacked again, the teenager, who adhered to the principle of dodging to the end, began to firmly carry out the non-violent non-cooperation movement.

He ran or jumped, dodged or fled, in short, he would never let the long sword in his hand, which was extremely fragile compared to the demon's claws and skin, have even the slightest touch with him.

Because he knows that any touch is devastating.

The demon seemed to be angered by the boy's uncooperation, obviously he was just a humble and weak, and he was supposed to be able to sweep a large area of ordinary mortals to death with a single sweep of his claws, how could he be as slippery as a loach?

It kept letting out a roar that shook the air, and danced its claws more and more vigorously, as if the young man in front of it, who seemed to it to be like a fly, had a grudge against it, and was going to slap it to death no matter what.

At this point, it was no fair fight, with any attack on one side killing the other, and the other side had little power to fight back.

Ian's trench coat was cut through by the claw wind that fanned as the giant claw swung it several times. The boulders along the way were shattered, and the broken gravel of different sizes hit the body for a while. But the boy was unmoved, he stared closely at the demon's movements, judging a feasible attack plan as he kept dodging.

Mouth, or eyes?

"The best swordsman always pursues unanimous defeat!" This is the most said by the girl with facial paralysis in the past two years of sword teaching, "Observe the enemy, find the weak points, build the best sword route, and then kill with one blow!"

Feeling the massive loss of stamina caused by the constant dodging, Ian knew that if he didn't make a decision, he would become sluggish, and he would really have to sit back and wait.

"I can only gamble!"

Ian, who had made up his mind, caught a glimpse of the moment when the demon's claws fell, and suddenly leaped into the air. The gray-white sword slashed through an arc and was held in his hand, and in the boy's angry shout, with the strength of his whole body and the inertial momentum of his fall, it slanted into the demon's right pupil like a silver meteor.

When the sword easily pierced the demon's pupils and went straight down, Ian knew he had made the right bet!

The demon roared in pain, struggled, and shook its body frantically to shake Ian away, but to no avail. As the red glow in his left eye slowly disappeared, his huge body finally fell down unwillingly.

。。。。。。

"Won. ”

Ian gasped for breath as he lay on the ground, feeling his limbs go limp and tremble. As the demon fell, as if a string that had been broken was suddenly connected, great fear instantly engulfed his poor little heart. The previous composure and calmness were as if they had not existed in the first place. For a moment, he felt that he had changed back to the ordinary cowardly little otaku he had before he learned the sword, and he wanted to go home early and never have to come out.

After a few moments, Ian, who finally felt relieved, began to try to get up slowly with his hands and feet, which were not yet obedient.

He was going to retrieve his sword, the same inferior sword that had been stuck in the head of some of the "inferior demons".

Then go to a girl with facial paralysis to reason with her!