"I hope there's no trap....."
Speak to the mill as you flip Earl.
"Whether you want to intercept a ready opponent or slap someone you don't know you're ready for."
Well...
"I wouldn't mind waiting, but you guys have to put a piece together quickly, and you're not gonna keep living with your boring life in mind."
That's true, too.
"Fufu, if you want to be a family member, that's fine."
Milm smiles.
"Family... what's going to change when that happens?"
"Come on...? I told you. I don't know."
That's right.
If you put a finger on Mileoro's relationship with Mail and Quéla, it might be one hand to think about.
"Well, nothing has happened so far...."
Deep in the woods.
Potsons and a hut stand in that distant place where no one likes to enter.
"Here....."
"Even if you're worried, there's nothing you can do about it, so shouldn't you set it up?"
Ah.
Explore the cabin from above Earl.
The number of living people I can feel inside...
"Too many...?"
"Only a few... He's almost dead."
"What do you mean...?"
Someone is approaching us at an impossible speed from the hut.
"As planned, you should concentrate on the main unit."
And it came to pass that Milm had caught the opponent in the Night King, and he jumped out of the top of Art.
"There's no choice but to..."
I was in the first place, but I also jumped out of Earl and into the shed.
"Earl! Stand by over there.Watch out for the milk! "
Kigu!
I dropped off Earl, who responded cutely and walked away from the sky, and now summoned Ray and Ace.
"Here we go!"
"Cuooooooon"
"Gmooooooooooo"
As I unfolded my wings, I went straight down to the cabin.
--Dogon
I destroyed the hut and jumped in at the same time as I landed...
"This is...."
"Nh... yah... kita"
"Mail... no... you...!?"
Mail was there.
But I'm letting that mad aura dwell in my eyes.
It's as if Milreolo and Mail have merged...