There was no hesitation in his actions as he knew the location of the thread. Rather, he went beyond avoiding the thread and actually utilized the thread.
He flexibly moved through the thread, leading the monsters to be cut up, or directly chopping them up, controlling his stamina. As he got used to it, sometimes he pushed the monster in at the moment the nearby 2nd Corps members swung the thread.
Ben's expression gradually changed strangely as he watched the situation while holding his visitation bag tightly.
'The tide has changed.'
The behavior of the monsters that had been charging recklessly without regard for direction became passive. Due to Demon's characteristics, the attitude of those guys was like setting the stage for him to go on a rampage even more.
'But it's not enough.'
Still, it was not enough. Even though they killed so many, there didn't seem to be much difference in the number of monsters. When would support come? Was 15 minutes always this long?
"Cough!"
"Demon!"
"Do not come!"
Deon stopped Ben, who was trying to rush towards him, and stepped on the dagger between the monster's eyes, pushing it deeper. Deon used the recoil to throw himself backwards and enter the safe zone.
The monster, unable to stop its momentum, was cut by the thread and fell with a patter. In the midst of the pouring debris, Deon quietly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. It was covered in something he couldn't tell if it was the monster's blood or his own blood.
"I hope you're okay..."
"It's no big deal."
He tried my best to avoid a head-on collision, but it seems like the shock eventually piled up inside his body and exploded like this.
Deon coughed out the blood that had accumulated inside him once more and suddenly stopped moving as a thought crossed his mind. Damn.
'I just had to hold on a little longer.'
The atmosphere that had been barely brought about had changed. The being that seemed the strongest showed blood. Deon gritted his teeth as the monsters' attacks, which had faltered, became stronger again... no, stronger than before.
'I think the 15 minutes are almost up.'
He roughly gathered himself, pulled out a new dagger, and walked out of the safe zone. He grabbed a nearby monster and randomly stabbed it with his dagger as if taking out his anger on it.
Even though it seemed like he was hacking at random, he was deliberately doing it. He had to be more cruel to them in order for them to falter. Only then could they bring the flow back.
"But... Demon, you don't seem to be feeling well...!"
"..."
"If there's enough time to get a medical examination, you can earn enough time with the 2nd Corps Commander and the 2nd Corps, so it's better to get a medical examination and move on.."
"..."
"Commander Demon, sir!"
Deon turned around without hesitation and threw his dagger. Shink! The dagger grazed Ben's cheek and became lodged in the carriage wall.
Blood trickled down his cheek and Ben quickly closed his mouth.
It's not just because of the dagger, but because the red eyes staring at him were shining with a dark glow.
"Shut up. You're annoying."
"..."
"I definitely said it was no big deal."
Even though there was a distance, a low growling voice was clearly heard.
The monster's blood seemed to be covering his face and blocking his vision, but his narrowed eyes were clearly focused on him, unable to hide the overflowing madness even in that state.
"You expected this anyway, right?"
"...!"
The arm holding the visitation bag trembled. Ben's eyes shook violently, as if there was an earthquake.
Deon, who looked at him with a cold expression as he couldn't answer and just pursed his lips, quietly opened his mouth.
Rather than anger, an emotion closer to distaste was evident in his voice, as if it was not worth getting angry about.
"Behave properly."
Don't be clumsy.
"..."
"..."
There was a short silence against the noisy background, and Deon was the first to look away. He started moving again, expressing pure satisfaction that the annoying voice had disappeared, but it didn't last long.
"Demon!!"
There was no answer anymore. Deon turned around and raised an eyebrow as if he was really going to kill him this time.
"Your back!! Behind you!"
Ben was rushing towards him, screaming and calling out to him.
As if he was in such a hurry, he used his visiting bag as a shield and rushed out, trying to figure out where the thread might be, before he could reach Deon.
Suddenly, blood splattered.
Deon, who had just turned a monster into a rag, slowly looked back. There, another monster was stopped with a dagger stabbed in a vital spot.
Deon, who realized that the monster's hand was reaching towards his head, tilted his head as if he was interested, then smiled brightly and took a step back. Soon, cuts appeared all over the monster's body and blood began to splatter.
"...Ah."
The monster became tattered in no time.
It clearly resembled his hand, but it was definitely not his work. Deon realized who was coming and called the otherperson's name with an unexpected smile on his face.
"Silua."
"Hello, Demon! It's been a while!"
***
I woke up to a shocking sight. In a daze, I looked back and forth between the miserable corpse of the monster and the woman in front of me.
A cool, short bob haircut. A dagger in both hands. In addition to the vertically slit pupils that accentuated the seemingly lost spirit, the inside of those cruel hands!
My head screamed that I should never have anything to do with that demon, but sadly, I already knew her.
7th Corps Commander Silua.
She used a dagger and was the Corps Commander in charge of the border between the human world and the demon realm along with the 9th Corps Commander... Is it okay for her to be here now?
"I hurried over after hearing that Demon was enjoying a party alone in a place like this!"
"...Where did you hear that?"
"The Demon King told me!"
"..."
I looked around quietly. A thread that took on a specific shape and formed a space. A swarm of monsters flowing endlessly into it.
It was a trap. A trap with us as bait.
Although my memory was temporarily lost due to the alcohol, I can assure you that this was not a party.
'Demon King...!'
The rest were struggling to survive, but he called it a party...
No, it's not. It would be more likely that Silua just accepted it as a party of her own accord.
I didn't know how that crazy demon would react, so instead of getting angry, I suppressed even a sigh and muttered as if I was lamenting.
"How did you get here?"
"Oh, it's no big deal. Like this—"
Silua swung her dagger, located the threads, and then pressed one of them with her dagger to open up space.
There was a crack in the dagger, but she ignored it and slipped her body into the space to escape the trap and smiled brightly as she looked at us from the outside.
"You can do it like this."
"...I guess I'll have to install it tighter next time."
Did it make sense that the threads used to trap and cut down enemies would be stretched even a little so easily?
Dvelania, who was watching from a little distance away, glared at her corps members. Anyway, as I was belatedly realizing the uncomfortable state of my body and removing the unidentified pieces of flesh that had stuck to me, Silua, who had come back in and was looking at my blood-soaked and shabby appearance with sparkling eyes, cautiously opened her mouth.
"Oh, by the way, Demon. There's a monster behind you..."
Pow!!
Patter.
"...?!"
"...There was."
Wow! What's this!!
I put aside Silua's somewhat disappointed voice and quickly turned around.
A sound of something being smashed was heard from the rear left, and debris of something came pouring out! Before I had time to shake off the red flesh that had stuck to my body, I turned around and saw a pale Ben come into view.
He was desperately avoiding my gaze. I wondered what was bothering him so much.
I looked at him curiously, then lowered my gaze a little... and saw a blood-stained visit bag.
I think that was clear in my memory...
'Yeah, he was crazy too.'
Given the circumstances, it seems like the monster's head was smashed with that hard visiting bag. Maybe it's for me. I'm grateful... but it's scary.
"I'm sorry. Demon, that's..."
I didn't say anything yet.
I just stared at Ben, who looked at me with a pale look on his face, started talking gibberish, and then closed his mouth. His closed lips were trembling.
'Why are you apologizing after protecting me as much as you can?'
The question couldn't come out of my mouth. Because Silua had grabbed him by the collar earlier.
The vertically slit pupils glared fiercely at Ben.
"If you know you did something wrong, you should kneel. How dare you ignore Demon?"
"..."
"Do you think Demon didn't know that?"
Why are you suddenly so angry?
And ignoring it? I wasn't ignoring it. Thanks to him, I survived.
'If I had known there was a monster behind me, I would have jumped away and avoided it long ago. I wouldn't have stood idly by.'
As expected of a Corps Commander, her body was so violent that he naturally cringed, but Ben was no slouch either. He only flinched for a moment, then raised his hand and grabbed Silua's wrist, which was holding him by the collar, and looked straight into her eyes.
"The person I apologized to was Demon, not the 7th Corps Commander."
"...You're arrogant. Is it because you were once the Demon King's personal doctor? If you keep doing this, you'll be rude to Demon."
"...So I was apologizing for my rudeness. Let go of the hand."
"Stff all the way. What if I get really angry and kill you?"
"Are you going to break the restrictions? My person in charge is the Commander of the 0th Corps. It means that only the Demon King and Demon, the Commander of the 0th Corps, have the right to punish me."
Basically, attending doctors were restricted from being killed carelessly unless they failed to perform their duties properly. If the doctor performed his or her role properly or not, it was up to the patient in charge to decide whether or not he or she deserved to die.
This will be the basis for Ben to stand up to other Corps Commanders.
As the patient in charge, I was not brave enough to treat him carelessly, and other Corps Commanders could not kill him due to restrictions.
'...'
If I got involved in their fight, not even a single bone will be left. I kept my mouth shut.
Silua, who was raising her dagger in annoyance, glanced at me and then lowered her hand and wheezed. It was clearly visible that Ben was trying to suppress his frustration, but he didn't let it go and opened his mouth again.
"The reason you were angry in the first place was not because I ignored Demon, but because you couldn't see Demon tearing the monsters to death."
Stop that. What was I supposed to do in a place full of monsters now?
Even while those two were fighting, Dvelania and the 2nd Corps were moving hard, but for some reason, the spirit of the monsters was coming back to life.
It seems that Dvelania also felt that fact. She suddenly threw the broken pieces of the monster between the two and let out an irritated voice.
"Aren't you going to do it? What about boundaries? Is coming here like this just a fight? Are you here to disturb me?"
"Ah, was Dvelania also there? I left the boundary line to my adjutant. Even the Demon King said it would probably be okay. He said the Empire has no time to attack here."
"So you came here because the Demon King sent you?"
"Yes! I've been communicating with the Demon King for the past few days, whining that I'm bored, and he sent me here."
You were whining to the Demon King...
Anyway, was it really okay for this to happen? Like her, I heard that the Commander of the 9th Corps, who was in charge of the border line, has been sitting in the Demon King's Castle even before I came.
This means that there was currently no Corps Commander on the border with the human world. What was he going to do if someone who was really a 'hero' attacked?
Dvelania seemed speechless as well, so she pursed her lips for a moment before sighing and stroking her hair.
"Anyway, if you don't want to help, why don't you go back?"
"Of course I will help! Ah, before that, I will help you after seeing that Demon has just defeated one monster!"
"...Yes?"
Why was I suddenly dragged in...?
I was startled and reflexively looked at Silua, and our eyes met.
And I was able to witness in real time the eyes that were sparkling with crazy excitement gradually turning dull and dying.
Silua, who quickly lost her vitality and became droopy, muttered in a very disappointed voice.
"...It's not Demon..."
"...?"