Alec playfully cut here and there, watching as it regrew. All the while, without slowing his hand, he lopped off the heads of the monsters rushing from behind.

“It seems like only cutting off their heads stops them. Strange…… Were monsters always this regenerative?”

Even though it was a serious situation, he tilted his head with blank eyes as if genuinely curious. He even squatted down and flipped the monster’s corpse here and there, researching it.

“Hmm……”

Alec extended his left arm in front of one of the rushing monsters. The large claws of the wolfshaped monster scratched deeply past his arm.

“Bubble bubble. Bubble bubble. It doesn’t work. Look, I can’t regenerate.”

“You crazy bastard! Are you giving your arm just to confirm something obvious?”

“I thought there might be some secret hidden in this land. It’s a pity. It could have been more fun.”

“Hold on. Is this guy’s mind really in this world? Hey, you, just say one associated word about our young lady.”

“I’m not good at swordsmanship. Anyway, it feels bad. How dare these ugly monsters regenerate better than me? So arrogantly?”

Looking at how he accurately pointed out the young lady’s characteristics, it seemed his mind was still in this world. However, Herold could not understand at all why he felt bad from whatever point of view.

Why would it feel bad that the regenerative power of demons is faster than humans?

Suddenly, Alec’s eyes filled with a dark light, and his twin swords danced even faster.

“Give that regenerative power to our young lady. Our chick who would fall over with a touch needs regenerative power.”

With each indifferent step Alec took, the blood of monsters splattered about. His brazen attitude, threatening as if he could bestow regenerative power that he couldn’t possibly give, was shameless.

“Hey, hey, that crazy bastard. Now I’m siding with that thing!”

“Ahhaha Just give it up. There won’t be a day in your life when you’ll understand him on the battlefield.”

Dwen, who passed by with a pat on the stunned Herold’s shoulder, was also swinging his sword, laughing as if having fun.

“But if we capture this, will our young lady like it? A monster that regenerates bubble bubble? Ahahahaha!”

“……I won’t be able to understand you in a lifetime either.”

“Hey, that looks good on you guys! Give it to me. I’ll give it to our young lady!”

The bunch of sharp thorns like a saddle on the back of the wolf monster were flaunting their might, keeping the knights from approaching the monsters easily.

If we bring this to our young lady, she will become strong like a hedgehog. Dwen’s eyes sparkled as he boldly charged. Herold, who was squinting his eyes to estimate, cooperated.

“That’s a good idea. Let’s peel off its skin while we’re at it. We’ll make a coat for the young lady!”

“Uhahaha Got it, Herold. But look, the monsters are rushing to our little marquis over there!”

“Huh? Those rascals!”

The bastard sword flew out of Herold’s hand like a boomerang. Even the monsters ducked their heads at the massive sword making a whooshing sound as it flew overhead.

“Oh! A new technique?”

Dwen asked in surprise. Watching the bastard sword that cut down all the monsters rushing around Arkan and returned to his hand, Herold grinned.

“Hm. I like this new technique. Let’s call it… the Boomerang Bastard Sword!”

The massive sword flew through the sky once again. Like a boomerang.

“I should show it in front of our young lady! If I cut down the trees in the garden, she will surely praise me, saying it’s amazing, right?”

Watching the Artina Knights floundering like fish out of water, Agares shook his head with a serious expression. They were incurable lunatics.

“……It feels like we’ve gotten a glimpse of our little one’s mental state.”