Four days had passed since then. While on a forced march, they headed towards the Demon King's Tower, taking appropriate breaks.
Occasionally, they encountered monsters they had never seen before and engaged in combat, and there were many times they were exhausted from even night raids.
It really felt awful.
Still, it wasn't as tough as I thought. Strangely enough.
"Rather, it's Adolf constantly trying to pick a fight that's inconvenient. That's the most inconvenient thing!"
I sighed and glared at Adolf. Even as he shook the blood off his sword, he glared back at me and clicked his tongue.
He's just trying to find any excuse to get me. No, does he really have to be like that?
That's why if you get on a tiresome person's bad side, you're fucked.
The surrounding Heroes yawned.
"This is too easy, isn't it? Are these really the Demon King's elite troops?"
"We might be stronger than we thought...?"
"Honestly, isn't the Demon King nothing special?"
