This Hero Is Invincible but Too Cautious

"Hey, Sacred Eye! That Killing Machine, it's not like the others! My personality is" sweet "!

"Mm..."

While looking at the wreckage of the fragmented Killing Machine, Saint Aya, who was taking notes, shut up for a while and stared at its Killing Machine.

"Apparently, of all the Killing Machines left, he's the only one with character"

"What does this mean?

"If you mass-produce the same machines in a factory, there is about one chance every 10,000 you can do it, but it can mix. I guess he is."

Then Sacred Ya returned her gaze to the wreckage of the Killing Machine and resumed taking notes.

- Oh!? Just, that's all!?

For a moment, I thought it didn't sound like Holy Ya. But on second thought, I'm guessing Sacred Ya only collects useful information for combat. I don't seem to be interested in the Killing Machine or anything like "Failure to Do".

Eventually, Sacred Eye puts the pen down.

"All right. Now we're done with all the analysis."

"It's finally over!!

Johnde looked sincerely happy.

"Mm-hmm. So let's go to the last sweep."

And on the signal of Sacred Ya, there's a lot of Buku. Rock pours down into the caves of the Killing Machines.

The Killing Machine that hits the Rock. There was an explosion here and there in the wide cave.

In the meantime. My gaze was poured on the Killing Machine, which kept rattling and shaking my body in the corner of the cave.

"Holy crap... I knew you were shaking that Killing Machine..."

"So what?

"No, so the... kind of, isn't that a little pathetic?

A demon weapon, huh?

"... yeah"

Both Sacred Blessed and John looked at me with a half-hearted face. Still, Killing Machine making her body wave in the corner of the cave seemed like a little kid frightened by the war.

Seemed boring, it was a glimpse of its Killing Machine, Sacred Blessing,

"'A demonic weapon of character'? Well, it could certainly be a valuable sample. Keep it isolated just in case..."

A hole in the ground where the trembling Killing Machine stands, or he disappears. In no time, Killing Machine was ejected into a small cave next door. At the same time, Kudan Rock blows up the rest of the Killing Machines. I had exactly the same hair.

In an isolated little cave, Killing Machine was chilling without understanding the situation. But when Rock fell from the top of his head as "Zushin," he entered the ground as if he had lost his hips in surprise. I'm equally surprised.

"Buku, rock!? Why!? You said precious samples!!

"It's an experiment. If he had advanced intelligence, he wouldn't be attacking Rock."

We stare at the two monsters, but the Killing Machine still didn't attack them only with trembling like a fright.

"Holy shit. She won't attack. 'Cause it's' kind 'stuff."

"Are you sure about that?

Sacred Woe rings his finger. Then, surprisingly, Bukken Rock laughed with his mouth heavily distorted.

"Oi, oui...! Come on, come on, let's go.

I rise above a rock that speaks wild voices.

"Talked!? Bullshit, Rock talked!!

"It has specifications that make you really want to attack someone you're not attacking."

I immediately understood what Sacred Woe meant. Kudan Rock kept talking with a grin that crippled him.

"Hey, do it, you little punk. Whoa! Omei, you can't just stand there and do nothing - you idiot! Olaola, you're gonna have to try. Wow! I don't care what you do! Hiccup, you manure!

Jonde was holding his fist beside me.

"Oh, my God, I'm angry...!

"It sure is a wuss! It's too vulgar! Makes me want to punch you asexually......!

After that, Rock kept getting more wussy by repeating incitement words and rolling around dancing around the Killing Machine.

Me and Johnde were eating and tying our teeth in anger, exactly then,

"Ki... ma... sen..."

I heard something. It's not Rock's torso.

The next moment,

"I can't!!

A tall voice like a girl sounds in a cave!

- No way...? No, that's for sure! This voice is from that Killing Machine......!

"Well, there were some types of people who could talk."

When Sacred Eye rang her fingers, the rock disappeared as if it were a wuss, sinking into the earth.

And the Killing Machine left alone in a narrow cave. Saint Ya carries a microphone replacement dirt snake to his mouth.

"Hey, you"

The voice of Holy Blessing must have sounded in the cave over there. Killing Machine speaks Mandarin as he peers around.

"Here...... Hello"

He was like a girl who wasn't even really old enough.

"Why didn't you attack Rock?

"Well, because... attacking that rock will explode... and besides, I can't believe I attacked you in the first place..."

Killing Machine proceeded himself and started talking.

"I... I've been told to kill the humans today, but in fact, I can't do that horrible thing about killing creatures..."

- Ho, he's really sweet...! That's a weird demon weapon......!

It looks exactly like any other Killing machine. Still hearing an unusual voice makes me seem kind of cute.

But Seiya doesn't seem interested in that at all. Ask only what you want to hear.

"How many other types of people can talk like you?

"Yes, no. Except maybe your father..."

"Father?

"Ah, I'm talking about Lady Occerio, the Emperor of Opportunities. I don't think I can talk to anyone but your father.... Um, how can I talk?

You know what?

"... excuse me"

The slightly sloppy Killing Machine, however, immediately raises its face and makes a bounced voice.

"But me, now, glad to be able to chat! Everyone else in the Killing Machine but me only said 'giggy' or 'gaggy' no matter how much we talked! So thank you so much for having such a conversation with me!

"Shut up. Talk more about the Opportunist Occerio than that."

"Yes. Sorry. Sorry......"

- One, cold!? You don't know which one is the machine anymore......!!

"Your father's appearance is, uh, he has four arms, four legs, and then, um..."

Even then, Sacred Ya had asked Killing Machine a lot, but he didn't seem to get much useful information. Say it with a pale expression.

"Enough. That's all the questions."

"... I'm sorry I couldn't help you"

Saint Ya takes his mouth off Mike.

I was looking at a Killing Machine left alone in a narrow cave, but suddenly I peered into my face from the ground, looking at Deathmies.

"Career!?

And I shouted, and I was in a panic. The way it looks makes me smile and kind of laugh.

But Sacred Ya had an absolute zero glance at such a Killing Machine.

"He's suspicious. Isn't that the assassin for the plane emperor Occerio?

"And assassins? That girl?

"That's right. Maybe he's after our gap by pretending to be a crook."

"But if I hadn't stumbled upon the gap, it would have been destroyed by the lock, wouldn't it?

"... Hmm"

Sacred Aya was thinking a little,

"Either way, you should turn down your hindsight (like this) worries. Let's still dismantle it."

"What!? Oh no!!"

I shake Johnde's shoulder.

"Hey, Johnde! Say something!

"No, I don't have a problem with that, either, do I? Whatever. He's a monster made by the Demon King."

"Some of them are good monsters because of how much the Demon King made them!

"I wonder. I've seen a lot of beasts in Tarmaine, but there wasn't a decent guy."

"What!! Johnde wouldn't be a 'bad monster' anything!?

"!? No, I'm not a monster in the first place!!

I scream as I point to angry Johnde.

"Holy shit! I won't break it anyway! If you're really worried, you should wind up full of dirt snakes, like Johnde, for that kid too!

"Why are you putting me out there to pick me up!!

"Johnde, you're an undead monster who doesn't know when to lose reason! If I say one way or the other, she'll be safer! Holla, look! Johnde's going to be irrational now!

"I didn't lose it!! Damn, I'm pissed off, you goddess!!

Goddamn it, you're arguing.

"Shut up. Okay, so shut up for a second.

Holy Blessings sighed loudly.

"… then, for the time being, after wrapping the dirt snake around it, we shall be imprisoned in this place"

As I stroked my ho breasts down, Sacred Eye had turned a stern gaze.

"I'll just keep it as a rare sample. If there's any strange movement at all, we'll dismantle it as soon as possible."

"... ugh, yeah"

Many dirt snakes appeared in the quarantined cave of the Killing Machine on the signal of Saint Yius.

As soon as I saw it,

"Yee-haw!?

Killing Machine screams. Still, the dirt snakes didn't mind, clutching to the neck and limbs of the Killing Machine.

"Heh, snake, on my body!? Ha, ha, can you help me? Ahhhh!!

The Killing Machine was wretched, but Sacred Aya gives further instructions.

"Just in case, do you want to pack a dirt snake in the exit of the Evil Laser?"

Killing Machine that cries and extinguishes, even on the face, on a muddle-wrapped dirt snake.

"Or pathetic...!

I did not accumulate to take the microphone of the dirt snake from Holy Blessing.

"Hey, can you hear me!? It's okay!! Be quiet and the snake won't hurt you!!

"Ho, ho, really...? And can I believe it...?

Sacred Eye looked at us like that with white eyes.

"Hey, Lista. It's time to go. I don't have time for this stuff. Destroying the first battle of the Aircraft Emperor's Regiment revealed Tarmaine's return to human hands. The second line will therefore show real strength. We need to be better prepared and ready for it."

"Oh well said......! I spent so much time analyzing myself...!

"Analysis is strategic, necessary and important. You're just playing, aren't you?

"There's nothing to play with."

Johnde interrupts the conversation from side to side.

"So what's a sure preparation? What the hell are you gonna do?

"Focus on defense against attacks from the sky"

... Sacred Ya seems to be much more alert to the flying type of demon-guided weapon, but is there actually such a thing? I ask Killing Machine.

"Hey. Is there a Killing Machine flying in the sky?

"Wow, I've never seen..."

"Lista. It's no use just asking. Soytz doesn't have much information. And words that come out of your mouth are not always true."

"Did you just ask me a question, Sacred Ya?!?

"Regardless, I hear less than half the talk. Even so, it is an attack from the sky that should be countered. If that's the case, there's no blind spot on the pentagram."

"Oh, you know..."

Unexpectedly there was a voice of Killing Machine. Saint Ya looks a little interested and talks on the microphone.

"What's up? Is that what you remember?

"No... not... gush...! I knew this dirt snake...... I'm so scared...... agoo......!

Sacred Woe thought of wrinkles between her brows.

"Okay. I'll give you one piece of advice. 'Shut up'. That's it."

"Ugh......! Ugh, hiccup, hiccup...!

"!! No, the mess isn't terrible!?

I tell Killing Machine crying with a dirt snake microphone.

"Calm down! It's okay! So don't cry!

When I realized with consolation, Saint Yi was about to go up the dirt staircase that made her appear in the cave at some point and get out on the ground.

"There's no point in being here any more"

Johnde also follows Saint Aya. I tried to follow him, too, but stopped with the sobbing voice of Killing Machine.

"Sacred Blessings...... Um, me, can I stay here a little longer? I want to talk to this girl until she calms down..."

"This is ridiculous. Take it personally"

Sacred Aya tried to walk away telling me to throw up, but I look back with a stern face.

"Don't use the gate to get into his cave. You know what I mean?

"Wow, I know! I will never do anything like this again! This is not a shake, never!

"Now no matter what happens, 120% will never help you if you die for sure."

"You don't have to say that much!!

That's how... Saint Aya and Johnde left, and only me and the gentle Killing Machine were left in the cave.