Eileen should wake up better.
Unless you fell asleep sick, you've never annoyed a samurai's hand. Not since we got married, I'd rather wake her up because her husband is weak in the morning.
So, wake up, there was no realism in getting roughed up.
(Sounds like when I was little... my father, my brother, because I'm a child, in Lady's room, I'm not going to wake you up... this kind of thing...)
- Only about when my mother knocked me over with an archery of swords and passed out.
"Yes, you can still do it, Mother!
'Oh, good. You're doing well.'
Before Eileen, who jumped up as a trained soldier, was Grace.
And it's made of light, and I can see it blurred.
"... is it a dream? Master Grace?
"I want you to call me Mother-in-law. It's just my soul now. '
"Soul...... what about Lady Aamelia!?"
Oh, and Grace, who was crouching, stands up.
"With my sister, you mean full. He passed away without leaving anything behind. I ran out of souls, too, and vanished. Me and Luchel have no time to get angry, no chance to apologize, it's a perfect win and run '
"Really..."
"My sister was amazing, wasn't she?
Grace's face, who stood up and looked at the sky, had a grief for her sister, no more to understand.
With her hands on the ground, Eileen stares at it and exhales deliberately and loudly.
"I don't want to see you again"
"Ha, say it"
"So, what the hell is going on right now? - No."
Irene, who tried to stand up, notices her right foot pointing in a slightly weird direction.
Grace noticed that too and dropped her gaze.
"... not broken?
"You're broken."
It's starting to hurt a lot when I realized it.
(I mean, now, there's pain and fatigue all over my body...!
Grace puts her neck around Irene, who's getting blue.
"Are you all right? Bubble with holy power and you'll stand. '
"It's not an explanation! I think it's Grace's bad habit to think that anyone and everything can do that!
'Right. But if you don't get up, you're in trouble. Probably think this place will collapse'
"Huh."
I give it back to me after I've caught blood.
"Oh, yes, demons! Call the demons, yes, from the shadows..."
A shadow beneath his feet was covered with an even greater shadow as he explained to himself. At the same time it sounded like a loose growl on the ground. Irene, who looks up at the sky, complains of its shadow appearance.
Silver dragon and follow it - a pitch-black dragon.
"Ru, Master Luchel and, no way...... Master Claude!?"
Luchel also opened her mouth to the rays of magic that Claude had thrown out.
Black and white magic bumped into each other over the sky. Cross Irene's head, lying on the ground, and cut diagonally through the palace, where the rays were about to break. My ground falls into the sea.
"Hey, hey, how did you end up in this monster war..."
Irene, who raised her face, looked at her all the way.
Far away, to the extent that it can be seen, land can be seen. I chose not to let anyone wind up, not Ashmail's planned point of fall.
(- I'm on my way to Hermeia!? If you two go at that speed......!
It won't take long enough to reach the Imperial Capital.
Or it's imperative that Luchel and Claude get caught up in an annoying battle before that happens.
'What the hell are you doing to the end, that guy? - It's the only way. "
Grace and I glanced at each other all the time.
"Sorry, I'll borrow your body"
"What?"
Fluffy, and Eileen's body floated. For some reason, the pain and fatigue pull off. No, I'm not feeling it.
(Eh)
I can't move my fingertips. But I am firmly re-gripping the holy sword.
Grace's grain of light, dissolved like sand, flows down Irene's body.
My body rose all of a sudden. It's not Irene's will. It's Grace's will.
Eileen's body rushes up in the air as she creeps through between the falling rays.
"Whatever it takes, I'll take that responsibility."
"Duh, how?!?"
"It's settled, hit me."
After all, the word didn't speak anymore.
It was like a meteor rushing through the sky.
Baal turns when he senses it first approaching from behind. And I glanced.
"Eileen!?"
"Holy King, or continue to be my son's friend"
"Dear Baal, before, I'm coming!
"Don't try too hard, too."
Follow Elephas, who was a little further, and accelerate even further as he turns the rays of the flying Divine Dragon into two true ones with the Holy Sword.
"Iri!?"
"I'm sorry my son and husband bothered you"
"Eh who!?"
We overtake Walt and Kyle and the pompous Ares and Zemes and Augusto who have joined us along the way, knocking down all the attacks flying from the contending Divine and Black Dragons in the foreground with the Holy Sword, and reaching the nearest demon of the most dangerous Claude.
"Well done, Belzevute"
"Stop... Yikes, you are"
"And Claude."
Gently smile the black scales dirty with blood into the deep purple eyes.
"Good luck, that's my boy"
Further ahead, a silver dragon with red and purple eyes roared.
Straight out is a screaming attack. Bright white, just the power to decide that you didn't have everything.
He swung the holy sword from the bottom up and evaporated the attack.
I'm glad I had the chance to protect my son.
So let me forgive you. Poor God who left me.
The eyes of red and sorrow are nothing but anger and sorrow. Now, open your mouth again without dusting.
"G., Master Grace. Wait..."
Shake off Belzevute's voice on the frightened face and head from the front.
Again from the front, an attack has arrived. Cut through the middle of the light swallowing everything with a holy sword, flying through the sea, straight ahead.
I guess I don't know who I am. Whatever, this body is the body of a righteous daughter. But.
"You can't be forgiven for not knowing my wife or anything, you idiot!!"
Slap your shaken right fist into its jaw with full force.
The only person who can live with this is his own husband.