"Ugh, yummy!
Sheila is cheeky with boned meat to her satisfaction.
We were eating in front of a round roasted fang. Around it is dark on one side, only the burning fire and the light of the stars overhead.
Roast my share of meat prepared in front of me.
The flavor on the fluffy fat wraps my mouth. It is slightly rough but matches the chewy meat.
"It's delicious."
"Right! Flavor it with spices and portable condiments in the woods here and skip the smell! And softness."
and says as Sheila cleverly gently shakes her flesh-eaten bones with her hand.
"It's really delicious. Especially today."
"Hmm. Now you're grabbing Jeed's stomach!
"No, if you do that, you're in a lot of pain, not anywhere."
"That's not what I meant......! It means you're dying to eat my food!
"Ho. Well, it's really as good as that."
I say with a rash.
I guess I'm really good at making this much flavor with portable condiments and the grass leaves that I picked in the woods.
"Nooooooooo"
Sheila is rocking beside me happy with my compliments.
But Sheila saw a spot in the woods.
It's a deep forest that's supposed to be dark and not even three meters away, but Sheila seemed to be finding something for sure.
"Something, no voice?
Sheila says potpourri.
Me and Queena clear their ears when they say it.
The demons are raging in the distance. You can hear the demons breaking off.
But that's how much tea we do in these woods. It's not enough to take it up on purpose and say it.
"What are you hearing?
"Something like a person's voice..." Wake me up ""
Sheila slowly puts the meat down and stands up.
Then I try to walk towards the one I was watching.
Me and Queena face each other and follow Sheila.
I can't hear you, but the contraindicated forest bottom is a danger zone. Either way, I can't leave Sheila alone.
Sheila stopped on her feet as she walked for a voice we hadn't heard in a while.
"That, now I hear it from this way...?
Sheila looks surprised as she frowns both ways and puts her index finger on her chin.
I scratch my back hair on Sheila like that and say.
"I didn't tell you because it's troublesome to solve at this hour, but this is a bird's nest showing illusions"
"What, a nest? But nothing like that..."
Sheila looks around.
"Told you? Show 'Illusion'. If you solve it this way - show yourself."
Scratch away the magic the bird is creating while putting your hands on the nearby sky. Then it comes out so that the real forest figure switches.
A few birds are waiting for a tree near us, behind which countless birds - especially children - sleep as they solidify.
But you felt a sense of crisis due to our emergence and the disappearance of magic, and the crowd panicked and vanished into the night sky.
"You've annoyed me, that's the bird that creates the illusion. I just haven't noticed, and since just now we've been walked in the same place many times by those guys. Well, there's no harm done, and I left them alone because they're not the ones trying to lock me up unless I'm trying to go for their nest."
But on the contrary, touring the same place shows that there is really a one Sheila is listening to called 'Voice'.
I care who your voice is, and those birds can build a new nest if they expand their magic nearby.
"Ho. You were...... ah, but your voice is closer than it was earlier! Over here, over here!
"Hey, do you really hear me? It could be a dangerous demon, right?
"I don't think the fact that that bird was nesting means there are any demons living near here that would do harm. Even so, I've never been here before."
Actually, I've only cooked and eaten that bird once.
But since then, I've had no choice but to always show my illusions around me as to whether I should also call it obsession.
It's good because once I let go of the magic, it stopped coming close, but the way I did the damage was just twisted and powerful.
That's why they were building a nest to keep out of hand. I never got anywhere near here.
"It's true!... Oh, I can hear you from over there!
That said, the direction Sheila pointed was a fantastic place where the moonlight was illuminating at a point.
The cold feeling strokes my nose.
Black magic abounds like waves - black swords.
He was deeply stabbed in the raised ground.
"That's... not an evil sword, no matter what you think. How could something like that be in a place like this..."
"I didn't know you had a sword like that."
He said, "He's pulling it out! Hey, hey, can I pull it out!?"
Sheila says as she brightens her face.
"You've decided not to. Whatever you think, it's disastrous... here! You're not going on your own!
It was the wind that was asking us, but it no longer seemed certain to pull out of Sheila.
Queena looks at me.
Convince me, too, I suppose. However,
"To see, Sheila's not magical about anything. That would be a compatibility issue. Either way, Sheila was destined to have it in her hands."
"The ex-knight is compatible with the evil sword... what do you think?"
"Either way, I'll take good care of it."
Expand the magic formation as you say.
Place about ten fist-sized little things around Sheila and the Evil Sword.
If anything, inhibit magic and stop moving.
"I'll pull it out. Yo!
"Yeah, take it easy on yourself already!
Queena also acknowledges it as self-inflicted.
Sheila pulls out her sword to signal it.
Shiru, and the sword that was deeply stabbed is easily pulled out.
"Ugh, this is...!
You don't even try to let go of the evil sword Sheila pulled out, you look serious.
The magic of the Evil Sword is wrapped around Sheila.
This.
"Hey, Sheila, you okay?"
A black evil sword melted like water into Sheila's silver sword and took it in.
Maybe they have to take over.
"Guru...... I am still a former noble knight! Easy takeover is' Ugh ♡ Jeed Come on '...... ku. My consciousness......" Me and the good stuff "♡... Shit. I'm not going to be me......!
Slutty looks and suffers shift.
... but this.
"Erm. Has anything changed?
"'Huh!?'"
Sheila and the Evil Sword.
Both voices overlap to look stunned.
Queena nods mysteriously next door.
"Sure. Isn't this the same as the original Sheila?"
"You're lying!? How disastrous are you!
"I don't want the Evil Sword to tell me!
Sheila is having a conversation with two personalities from one mouth.
What a strange sight.
'I lost... you can't be a warped personality if you become an evil sword...'
"Hey, don't tell me like I'm a distorted personality!?"
"No, you don't."
"Well, you've been distorted lately. I guess that's you."
"What is it? That! I'm an innocent white knight!
"You guys have your special training tomorrow. Don't waste your strength..."
However, Sheila, wrapped in the magic of the Evil Sword, was creating a creepy strength.