In the meantime, I wonder if the demon you called in with your big scream will come for a while because it's been wiped out. Relax and walk in chat with Dilk.

"... Rosalind, what else have you done to God?

"I was suddenly attacked from behind, so I tickled it down and made it all tearful and snotty. But we got along."

"Don't skip between! Because I have no idea!

Explained. It's just a tease, and this is going to work...

"... What did Rosalind want?

"I was ambushed, so I just responded."

"I see."

"The other two had a mysterious ritual-style traditional Japanese play and cover-up to make them cry."

"Why are you whining about God anyway!?

"He said he was jamming the other side's sleep every night and every night, and I gave him a compliment. Together was a dance show by the pervert (Gora), the other side and the hallucinating magic girl Osama x2. God was panicking."

"What are you even doing to Mr. Canata!?

"As I said about Kabadi, your other side is just like Lynn. It's the spot."

"... yes"

Where Dilk gave up a lot on me and the other side, here comes the demon again. Demon stone, right? It's similar to Draoe's, but it doesn't explode. There is no suicide bombing spell in this world. Even though it is a rock, it is a demon by the name of stone.

"On the other side."

"Aye. Hmm."

The light overflowed from the pen-shaped tool.

"One, annoys people... fuzzy prank threesome... Mitsuzu, it will succeed and defeat the ugly demons! Canatalou!.................. why not!

The other side of the samurai style... no, Canatalou was self assured. That's a great scratch, brother!

"Ooh...!

"Cool!

Silver wolf parents and children are shaking their tails so much. Is it cool, is it?

"Why would a➡➡ squadron-style Ultra-On Taro samurai come!? Age group, do something crazy! Where's the special shot?

"It's Kanataro, not Taro. Aren't you the hero of the teahouse, for once?"

"Why did you choose!?

"... the devil has given it to you!

"Convinced!

The Canatalou samurai convinced me to slash and throw away the Zakuzaku Demonstone with a hipster's knife. The spa is slashed. Awesome.

"... it makes sense that I'm here."

He had eyes like a dead fish even though Mr. Andre was a snake.

"The other side still can't handle magic, so an escort is a must. You don't know the appropriations or anything. That's body & weapon enhancement by magic, so I'll drain it there"

"... I see. But wouldn't it be unnecessary if the lady and Lady Rosalind were here?

"To be honest, Mr. Geraldine is a force of war, but not suitable for escort at all. Jash is a personnel Geraldine is too tense to get lost in. It's subtle if Dirk and I are surrounded and separated."

"No, I feel fine with Lady Rosalind and Lady Dirk"

"It's my fault."

If you were having such a meaningless conversation with Mr. Andre, it would appear that the Canatalou Samurai has finished defeating the Demonstone.

"I've slashed something boring..."

It's so norinoli. Yay, brother!!

"Lord"

"Yes."

"I'd like one, too."

"... you can't because you're low on magic"

"... kiuuuuuuuu"

Stop it. Gatai's big Osama has such a screaming sound and eyes like a jean dumped in cardboard... wow, that doesn't work for me... hey, it doesn't work...

"... I'll make it"

I lost. I was utterly defeated by Osama, a sad-eyed man with cutthroats. I followed this one.

"Excuse me, ma'am"

"Well, it's the only way."

"......... I want it too"

".................. ugh"

Jash, you too!? And I wanted to scratch, but usually a very dear and submissive servant who shyly says sorry. I couldn't refuse his rare treat. He's always working hard for me, and I thought it would be as good as a magic trick.

"Well... one or two won't change the hassle..."

"I think it's about Rosalind who puts the magic tools in the same line as lunch boxes."

Mr. Andre is frightened. Then why are we taking a break in the safe house?

"Convenient."

"I didn't know you could have tea inside the ruins."

Waiting often.

"Done. This is Mr. Geraldine, and this is Jash's share."

Mr. Geraldine's is a bracelet (both to prevent it from being lost) and Jash's is a knife.

"Ooh..."

"Thank you, ma'am"

Silver wolf parents and children swinging around wondering if they could take their tails off. Good for you.

"Yuku, Jash!

"Yes!"

They were shining. That was the boy himself who couldn't wait to play with his new toys. I can't get my tail off. Plumping, they opened the safe house door.

Out of the safe house, Mr. Geraldine transformed quickly.

"Righteous Messenger, Wolfaneer Mask ascend!!

Osama appeared wearing a perfect suit and cape like Sue O-Man, a Ki O-Man lovely muscle, wearing a Wolf Face mask.

"Whoa whoa!!

Osama, gladly tense, ran away.

"Huh!? Hey!?"

I didn't have time to stop because I ran away so quickly. Osama, transformed into a super-high tension man, ran through the ruins.

"Jash, stop it!

"Yes, I did!

Jash also used the magic trick. Light overflows.

"Living in the shadows is my destiny... not judging the fool."

Medium 2 disease-filled ninja... No, rather NIN JYA. Not sneaky... Jash transformed into followed. But I was oblivious. Jash was super-high tense, too, and he just wanted to test his powers.

The result of the overkill super high tension men unleashed............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

An hour later.

There was a silver wolf parent and child sitting in front of me.

"You guys, this time we were combining your combat training."

"" Yes ""

"I understand you've been whacked by a new weapon."

"" Yes ""

"Yasuri, bye! Stupid!!

He was a silver wolf parent and son to be blown away by my Harrison. They destroyed the demons inside the ruins while still in that high tension. Nothing will come out of all this screaming!

I knew you didn't need an escort.

Mr. Andre with eyes like a dead fish. to boulders. As things stand I could not deny.