Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

The first hand in the war was a roar that shook the atmosphere and a pitch-black flash that seemed to even rip the world apart.

"Bu, break ku. Bleh- '

"In time -"

Army air warplanes flying across the dusk sky. The decree of circumvention, stretched out by its pilot, vanished vainly shortly afterwards by a flash of pink black.

It's like the blow of a great sword wielded by a mythical giant. Tio's brace, which finished the charge in just a few seconds, wiped out a five-aircraft formation of air fighters in just one blow, collectively about three units.

There will be no resistance, not even the wreckage. Literally "extinct." As if they had just kicked through a depressing cobae, the war-ravaged air fighter riders disappeared like jokes.

If you look far away, the cloud sea is broken in two. It's a nail mark from Tio's brace. In the Cloud Sea, a trench was formed.

"Eh, don't be a wolf. Crush it with the quantity!

A directive containing reprimands comes down. An air warplane sets up an uninterrupted hit-and-away on Tio and the hajime on his back. The Vulcan erupted into flames and countless missiles rushed to the two of them.

"Tio, let's go. Slap them into what the champion of the sky is."

"Fine. Then why not see the flying art of concubines cultivated and evolved on Earth? Don't let them shake you down, my lord!

Tio roared, not through the Vulcan bullets that hit his body or anything like that, as if by accident.

Of all Dragon tribes, the most durable Dragon Lin of the Black Dragon can't be scratched with the same amount of power as the Vulcan. Once, it was enough to finish scraping the surface with a Hajime rail gun, so naturally.

The impending missile approaches to lose its escape from all directions as if it were a cage.

but before they reached and struck directly, Tio's appearance disappeared.

"- [Fangs]"

Shortly afterwards, he was whined with a majestic voice, which makes sense and manifests itself. Four clumps of burning and glowing flames appeared around Tio, who popped up in what could be described as a clapless behavior.

When they were instantly released, they swallowed and crushed without any extra missiles that were approaching from the front, aiming incorrectly. As the flaming hua bloomed in the great sky, Tio flied out with a shocking sound, swirling sharply to the right in an instant.

I got the back of an air warplane I tried to pass.

Tio, whose air fighter pilot swirls sharply in a rush to shake it off but sticks behind him perfectly to mock its great swirlability, released his braces again and blew up the air fighter.

"Damn, you son of a bitch. Fuck you."

Is he a member of the squad? The air fighter, who was turning behind Tio to save his buddy stranded in Tio, fired a missile, however, driven by anger without his buddy's rescue coming true.

but thought to strike directly at the timing and position it was dodged with the incredible sight immediately after.

"The movement is monotonous."

"Return," he said.

Yes, it's retrospective. The giant black dragon in front of him turned around while flying at speeds close to the speed of sound. Naturally, we stall, but there's no way we can react or anything like that to an unlikely behavior, and the missile vaguely passes too far under her.

And the air warplanes, which unfortunately caught up with them, were definitely torn apart by black dragon claws and turned into scraps.

Tio flips himself one hundred and eighty degrees during the descent to reverse the direction of travel as the momentum of the retreat drops and returns to speed. That way, a formation of air warplanes was just about to pass in front of me...

Naturally, the braces and compression-bombed flame shells struck directly at the air warplanes to be sucked in, and at the same time colored the clouds sea with five blasts of flames.

'Da, no. I can't shake it off. Somebody help me...'

Flip that body 180 degrees from a steep rise and go in the opposite direction. The opposite manoeuvre once again takes the back and explodes and disperses desperately fleeing air warplanes.

"Targeting is uncertain." I can't lock it. '

I sacrificed my people and took my back, but to the right I wobble at a tremendous rate to the left, but therefore I can't capture Tio with an excellent machine.

And Tio, who woke up while spreading his wings to bass, slowed for a moment under the full resistance of the wind. The air warplanes that had been overtaken if they noticed, are still forced to disappear with a blow from behind.

"Ha, that's too fast. What the hell, that monster. Ha. Are you sure it's a dragon!?

Impact sound as if the air had burst. What then occurs is a wall of white air. Tio, who soared as he entered the world of light sound speed, flipped in the air.

"Use Synthetic Higher. Fit it! '

Approaching Tio from the bottom so that the Troops go for the apex of the triangle cone. Based on the fact that their fuselage began to be wrapped in silver, "Synthesis Higher" is probably that sonic attack.

Most importantly, Tio began a steep descent without even showing the bareback he cared about, even signs of a sonic attack that would have the effect of lethal behavioral inhibition on the Dragon clan.

A sonic attack is emitted. The air waved. Into the rough waves of its sound waves, Tio progresses without hesitation. Freedom falls and other raw temperatures. If you spread your wings as you fall and roll in a move that can be considered graceful, as soon as you do, it's a pitch-black tornado that occurs.

"Smart. Put it together and crash."

Like a divine spear breaking down a great wall. Black dragons in a sonic world wrapped around a black tornado blew the walls of the sonic waves lightly, just straight past the center of the formation.

One beat.

The Sonic Boom, which came late, grinds their fuselage in an instant and disappears with the algae chips of the Cloud Sea.

Tio smashed the impending missile with pure velocity and swirlability, wiping out yet another unit with the brace of a horizontal giraffe.

and a massive attack from the aircraft carrier is fired into Tio there. We didn't seem to be able to target much of our mobility, but our air fighters crashed nearly 80% of the time anyway. Then you thought of bombing a limited airspace itself.

It's not the high firepower of a one-point breakthrough like a main gun. A bunch of missiles that say it will reach a thousand soon. They are a little too vicious to call Skoll. They boast a size that is no more than a missile unleashed by an air warplane. It is clear that it is proportionate and unusual in its power.

Before the rough business of airspace bombing, Tio stagnated with a blow to the wing.

And I deviate greatly and breathe in. Tio's chest swells guzzly due to the air sucked in with the unlikely sound of Hugovo.

No longer are missiles approaching in such numbers that the launch destination aircraft carrier itself is hidden…

- Grrrrrrrr!!!

The wind is dead. The air burst. The cloud sea blew up in a radial fashion, and the atmosphere swept away.

Just a growl. Now, it is the roar of the Dragon King, who gives the listener an undeniable fear. Therefore, the mere roar became a shock wave to the point of immensity and propagated throughout the airspace, crushing the impending group of missiles with a wall of impact.

As if there were an invisible wall there, a group of missiles exploding one after the other in the intermediate position between Tio and the aircraft carrier.

The sky, where the book of the night has already begun to descend, illuminates brilliantly with a blazing orange.

"Dude, you haven't had my turn since just now?

Your husband ordered me to show you what a champion of the sky is? I dare you, I tried pure air war technology and braces, only with a little magic... were you satisfied?

Turning his neck, Tio turned his eyes on Hajime, who stood flat on his back despite all that behavior, making him feel naughty somewhere.

Hajime exposing his half-hearted expression,

"That's the one with the air combat manoeuvres, isn't it? Was it Split S on Crubit and Cobra on Inmelman Turn? I've had a lot of other things, but when did I remember them? Well, it was brilliant."

"Earth's fighters are great. But the sky is the realm of concubines. Regardless of pure speed, losing with air warfare technology is unacceptable. I remember fishing for materials, playing games, going to an air show. You seem satisfied."

Guru ♪ and Mr. Tio sounds his throat with joy.

Seriously, because I can fly freely without flying technology or anything else just to be able to manipulate the wind directly, it broke my bones in the middle to indulge me with ideas such as kinematic and positional energy... Undoubtedly, the aerodynamics of the planet dramatically increased my flying technology, so I seemed to be really happy to reveal it this way and be praised by the Lord.

Play Vulcan, have better speed and maneuverability than missiles, have a powerful and unparalleled method of attack, grind your opponent with the Sonic Boom alone, and on top of that even have superior air combat technology without relying on specs…

If we found out our technology had been stolen by flying tanks, we'd be sure that the planet's fighter riders would be in tears.

Flushing in the wind, the explosion flames gradually clear.

Beyond that, we can see the aircraft carrier charging the main guns. I don't know how you're willing to guess, but I can only say that it's stupid not to even try to escape yet. Are we overconfident of our existence?

The chosen people, those who govern the sky. The kingdom of God.

With all these dangerous words, it is clear that their pride is higher than Everest's, but a little, reckless is inevitable. Or is there something else trump card......

"Well, that's why I wouldn't bother to wait and do it"

Hajime caught the edge of his mouth niggling as he watched further air fighter units set off from the aircraft carrier. Not even Tio's Vulcan freaked out about his body.

"How does it feel to be sidelined?

The moment Hajime shrugged so, the aircraft carrier, which was still about to fire the main guns - quietly, lost part of the rear bottom.

It's not damage, it's loss. As if some of the combined blocks had fallen off, some of the rear bottom had fallen off. Sprinkling crimson sparks.

Aircraft carrier tilting about. Furthermore, a large number of human beings fall from that loss part. I don't hear them because of the distance, but I found out in my hands that they were screaming with a look of despair.

'Your husband. What the hell did you do?

"While you were fighting, I was free, so I shot a bullet in. A shell filled with spider-shaped living golems inside."

- Special shell. "Squarm shell."

A shell was fired in, but it didn't explode, and it broke into the carrier ship, so to speak, a cocoon. Large quantities of ultra-compact spider-shaped golems are packed inside, with the specification that they are born in the enemy's body.

Not yet because this time it was a giant battleship, but if this was a large organism......

By the way, there are many other things you can pack besides spiders. Bring your favorite bug to you

"Oh, I don't know... or I've made an obscenity. You got goosebumps!

"No, you don't have skin right now. It's all Dragon Lin. Well, anyway, I smelled the ship all the way through Arakune and forced it to purge just over there."

"Sally flushed...... hon. Heh, heh, there's... heh, yeah. Boulders, my lord. Normally, he's an evil, outrageous, ruthless bastard. I don't like the kindness he shows at times like this. Concubine, you fell back in love!

"Thank you. I don't feel complimented, so I'll treat you like an animal later."

While tingling his temples at Tio's words, Hajime covered the whole part he purged at the Cross Velt junction - that place where he kept the dragons who were imprisoned and fueled.

As the aircraft carrier manages to regain its posture, about forty reinforced air fighters recklessly rush to the Hajimes whether they intend to protect the carrier or not.

Tio hits the wing trying to play dogfight again, but Hajime puts a stop to it.

"It's time for us to get scratched with fantasy (hope) that we can't lose." "If we go with this hand, we can win." Crush it all at once. Heart-to-heart. "

"Hmm, sure. With a brace of maximum power, can we toss it all together?

"Let me get my hands on you for a second. I'm gonna be a subtle guy who's just on top of you."

What a childish thing to say, Tio makes a tickling laugh. An air warplane unit that approached me while I was doing that. In the long run, their shapes are insane. But somewhere, it also seems to hold the hope that we can outrun this place.

"That's the fantasy. Carve on your soul who you turned against your enemies."

Shortly afterwards, it was a herd of black crosses coloured with crimson prints. In the air, there are two hundred of them lined up neatly on Hajime's back. The sight floating around the pale light of crimson is purely unusual and incites terror, illusory as if it were in the air and had been distracted into a cemetery.

In Hajime's eyes, he could see the pilots with their eyes wide open. Keep your eyes open from them, and Hajime's hand will wave gracefully like a baton, sticking straight out. The fingertip goes into the shape of a finger.

As soon as possible, the two hundred crucifixes spin one twirl, pointing their long tip to the front.

"This is what crushing with quantity is all about"

One beat. Boom.

An electromagnetically accelerated burst bret fired from two hundred cross verts relentlessly releases at a rate of 1500 rounds per minute. It's a wall of bullets that has already appeared in the sky. This is the form in which the military side was returned the same amount of warfare that it had done earlier.

In fact, what would they think if Hajime knew he could summon more than three times as many Cross Velts and hundreds of Reapers if he meant it?

An air warplane that was hit directly by the first blow falls apart into the clouds sea. The lucky dodger also crashes with wings by Burst Brett spreading crimson ripples in the air and scattering deadly shock waves.

Just one offense. That's it, the air warplanes have been cut to 30% of their battle power.

'This is not a fight anymore. It's not a massacre.'

'What the hell is that? Where did you take it from? "

"Not yet. I can't shoot a Negrad cannon yet. '

Pilots presenting a look that can also be called a nasal cry. but such a margin (...) disappears immediately. Because a cross burst out simultaneously calling for the death of two hundred aircraft. Approximately, sharp and irregular movements that ignore aerodynamics, sometimes shooting down air warplanes one after another while even generating something like remnants.

Indeed, it was no longer a battle.

In the meantime, an aircraft carrier that succeeds in posture control finally points the turret of the main gun at Hajime and the others. The concentrated silver light, however, seems slightly different from the earlier blow. In silver there is a mixture of cloudy black, as if it were coffee dripping in milk. If you look closely, the silver part may also be close to white.

The moment, white light on the black crossing emitted with the roar. The power, rather, looks lower than the blow earlier, but complains that the inquisition backed by Hajime's experience is something more obscure.

Before such an unknown, perhaps their trump card, Hajime silently glowed the "treasure trove ii".

The sun almost set, and as the black of night covered the world, beside the hajime lit by white light, it appeared.

"Bumping out of the front"

It was the extreme light that was emitted. As if, denying that it is still early in the night, the colour of the brilliant light is just the colour of the sun that illuminates the world.

- Solar focusing laser "Balth Huberion"

Horizontal shot of charged Balth Huberion. That's who the light is. The energy of sunlight, concentrated and compressed to the extreme, instantly drives the world at night.

White light from the carrier's main cannon and polar light from Balth Huberion collided from the front.

The power antagonizes, and from the point of collision occurs the phenomenon of disturbed blooms of light, so fantastic that it does not seem to belong in this world.

"... an individual, you mean antagonize with the main guns of a battleship..."

The squeaky whine I heard leaking from the reading must belong to the captain. Hajime dared to return it in a reading, trying to snort it.

'Antagonism? How long have you been fantasizing? Well, that's not enough.'

Hajime uttered the keyword of liberation.

"-" Second compression furnace liberation "

Balth Huberion is equipped with a special treasure trove that focuses and compresses sunlight inside, but no one has said that this is one. There's nothing wrong with having more than one fully charged "special treasure trove" - "compression furnace".

What happens if that second energy is released?

The answer is simple.

It easily collapses, such as in an antagonistic state.

The main cannon of an aircraft carrier that is swallowed, extinguished and gradually pushed back.

"Eh. It's an attack. Attack that man! Bullet Speed Focus! And the rest of the air force, they're gonna take him from behind. '

The order could not be exhausted until the end.

"-" Third compression furnace liberation "

Of Reapers, what is the death sentence?

As if swallowed by torrents, the main guns of the aircraft carrier were swallowed by a polarized solar laser without even showing resistant resistance. Straight ahead, Huberion's light swallows a triple main gun every third above the front deck as it is, pushing it into the sky far away.

Was it the judgment of the eunuchs? Or coincidence? I don't know about that, but the sudden drop in the carrier on the verge of a direct hit seems to have averted the fate of becoming an empty Titanic.

However, it does not change the fact that the damage is significant. Both the front and the rear are losing money, as if they were eaten away by something. Leaning, fire and black smoke, and a small detonation make him look innocuous and still painfully stopped in the air.

The aircraft carrier began to flip by spraying silver light while lowering altitude.

"Are you finally ready to escape?"

"I don't know what the effect was on the last attack, but it was a real trump card. That meant he'd be smashed from the front and shot down at risk. If we don't get away with this, that's not the realm of madmen. '

While being chased by Cross Vert, the air fighter pilots, who were fleeing mad though dead, rush after the aircraft carrier.

The battle is over. Only two of us drove a giant military aircraft carrier with enormous combat power into retreat.

To that fact, the sky thief girl and Xiaolong approach each and every airship as they push overflowing emotions.

"Pi. Pi. Pi."

"Oh, uh. Knight, knight. Dear True Dragon, This time, I'm going to take a look at you."

And, trying to speak up,

"-" Fourth compression furnace liberation "

"Huh?"

"Pi?"

Extreme light blew out the rear of the fleeing carrier like a full-blown creation. with the girl's words.

Furthermore,

"Is Cobae... about ten planes? Then that's enough."

That's what Hajime took out. Objective sniper Schlagen A. A. Hajime, who captures the air fighters desperately fleeing over the scope, pulls the trigger every breath. The shell, which drew a beautiful crimson line in the night sky, shot down an air warplane that randomly dodged without a single mad shot.

"... Hih"

"... pi not"

Without any emotion, the girl shuddered gabbly as she cuddled with Xiaolong on the side of Hajime as she raised the pale escaping pilots to a blood festival, and went and sat down with Petan and the girl. Your blonde combo is staring at enemies who will be dropped with the same faded look. Only the surviving pilot whistled "hiccup" as impressed.

'My lord. That aircraft carrier, unexpectedly snubbed. We're still flying. Do you want to chase him?

"No, you don't have to. After a little harassment, I shot him down."

Hajime, who had finished shooting down all the air warplanes, niggered as he took on a shruggen on his shoulder. From somewhere "Dragon Knight... aren't you?," or "Ah, it's the devil..." or "run away, quick," but it's trivial for a hajime with an evil grin.

Look at such a hajime, Tio has a word.

"Hmm. You can't run from the Demon King, that doesn't mean."

Needless to say, the girls were even more freaked out by the word demon king.

Meanwhile, around that time, on the aircraft carrier...

"What about them!? Are they coming after us?

"Yes, no! Target, not moving! I could have missed it!

"Watch your mouth. I didn't let you miss it! Our strategic retreat was a success. The next time you say the same thing, you'll see it as treachery!

"also, sorry"

It was rough on the rough. Everyone, swallowing their saliva as if their throats were dry, is still forcing their faces into fear of being dropped.

That's the same with the captain, who says in his mouth, "the success of the strategic retreat," etc., but his face has become pimply cramped as if he had even had a bad disease.

"We need to inform the country and the country quickly. Try with the fleet, this time... Hey, how long till you're in communication with your home country?

"The distance is roughly 1500. However, in the current situation of reduced thrust and lack of replenishment, I was wondering if it would take two days"

"Chip. How did they decide the whole supply room... no, in the first place, how did they know exactly where it was located?............... insider, huh?

A suspicious demon erodes into extreme conditions.

And, at that time, communications entered the bridge.

"This is the departing ship command post! The Higgs are about to send out an air warplane! Armed, many servicemen were killed or injured trying to stop them! Somebody, drop by for backup! He's insane!

To a sudden report, the bridge becomes noisy. As the captain pulled and grabbed the microphone, he pressed the communication button to the command post where the aircraft departed.

'What's happening!? What is the purpose of the Higgs!? Why would I try to get an air warplane out in this situation!?

'I don't know. What you're saying is ruptured… I really don't understand why! He's coming, or the Demon King will come. He's already here! He's screaming, and I won't even listen to these words!

"What a fool. Damn, I don't have time to be involved with crazy idiots at a time like this. Allow firing. If you don't know what I'm talking about, shoot me. '

When the captain tried to give instructions even as he felt something fiercely unpleasant.

I heard that.

- Me, Mayu. I'm on deck right now.

The captain looked back at Ba and Behind, feeling the signs unexpectedly. But all you can see there is a door leading to the aisle, and no one. He sighted back that it was a hallucination, and immediately afterwards, he swallowed his spit unconsciously.

"Or, Captain. Yes, now..."

One of the steers was looking back with a faded look. No, he's not the only one. Every man on the bridge looked back just like himself.

"Hey, what are you looking at! Do your job! Now a little sooner..."

It's an illusion. It's a coincidence that all my men were looking back. Yes, I tell myself, scratching my spine off with anger as if a bug were crawling. Try to scratch it off.

- Me, Mayu. I'm in the central corridor right now.

"Yeah, who is it?"

"Oh, Captain."

I can no longer delude you. To the sounded voice and the signs felt behind it, the captain looks back again, but still no one. Return your gaze in a shabby move and you'll still see your blue-faden men there.

- Me, Mayu. I'm in front of the elevator right now.

"Chi, come closer, are you coming?

"Captain. First elevator. It's working!

"Who's on it!? The footage!?

"No one's on board! I'm not on it! Why are you moving?"

A subordinate in charge of remote operation of the bridge perimeter is staring at the monitor with half a cry. There was a view of the interior of the elevator leading up to this bridge. but certainly moving, inside the elevator that was coming up, no one was riding.

The elevator stopped and the door opened. No one is on the surveillance cameras in the corridor leading up to the bridge. It's just that the elevator moved on its own, stopped on this floor, the door opened and closed again at the same time as if each person had come down.

- Me, Mayu. I'm in front of the first room right now.

First room - first fire protection room. When boarding an aircraft carrier, there are three rooms between the elevators and stairs to the bridge to stop the attack on the bridge. It's made of a lot of shields, sturdy, and easy to intercept intruders.

"First fire room. It's an intruder in front of the door. Allow shooting!

Use communications to give instructions to the soldiers guarding in the first fire escape room.

but I don't get a response back.

- Me, Mayu. I'm in front of the second room right now.

Slightly, I was scared of my spine. With his gaze, he asks the man he's monitoring, but he just doesn't say a word by shaking his head with his unfocused eyes, like he's about to lose his sanity.

- Me, Mayu. I'm in front of the third room right now.

Lightly, they broke through to the second fire escape room. No, can I call it a breakthrough? As if there were no doors or anything, as if there were no guards or anything from the beginning, it would slip in and "something."

- Me, Mayu. I'm in front of the bridge right now.

The bridge is quiet. At some point, communications calling for damage reports and instructions that had arrived like a storm from each department have quieted down so that they can lurk their breath. All you hear is a slight breath and the roar of a power furnace working hard to float this giant.

The captain gently pulled his pistol out of his hip holster. In the silence that even annoys me with the sound of clothes rubbing, I slowly point the gunpoint at the door, biting my teeth, which is likely to turn out to be cranky.

"Fuck, come on if you're coming. The moment I opened the door, I shot him to death."

"Me, Mayu. I'm right behind you."

It's not a resounding voice. It was a flesh voice. Right in my ear, what I heard at a distance that looked like it was snuggling.

I couldn't keep it sane. Whose was the scream of "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" by all means? When the dry sound of bread rang, the first man to fall was the steerer.

It was the captain's pistol that shot him through the chest. The captain, who flew reason and panicked, opened fire without looking back. Later, like a stone rolling down a ramp. Everyone was whispered in their ears immediately. Remaining in a state of panic, with fire and a bare-handed beating, the bridge fell into a training ground.

That was what was happening in all the departments. Everyone, to something approaching, broke the mental equilibrium. He was heartbroken by fear, and the more he fled and hid, the more he survived. but they always feel that way. No matter where you are, no matter what you're doing, just sneak some sign behind your back.

Those who did not freak out did not reach 20% of the total.

"That's the situation. Now."

"Incredible, Description Pleas"

By Hajime, Tio tried to ask in a bright tone, listening to the status quo of an aircraft carrier that had fled far away and was also cleverly attracting his expression while in a black dragon. If I hadn't, I would have dreamed of just listening.

"Look, you had Arakune breaking in earlier, didn't you? Well, I used one of the hundred and eight types of harassment."

- Demon King Liu (other name) Harassment Hundred Eight "Me, Mayu. I'm right behind you.

A version of a city legend, Meo-san's phone, the Demon King's version, which uses an ultra-compact living golem. It is forced to experience "gradually approaching" by reading, while increasing the feeling of fear by soul magic. Moreover, as they approach, the golem lurking around the target collar from the beginning creates a sign that someone is always behind them due to "sign manipulation". And the finish is naturally "behind you" with Hajime's flesh recorded.

It is one of those wonderful harassing moves that is unmistakably frenetic. "Be gone! If this is abrupt harassment, this is harassment that is slowly coming into effect!

"... the idea is too frightening. I mean, I don't think Japanese horror and urban legends are irregular. Before this, Mu searched the internet for more interest and came out of the futon for a whole day. '

"Japanese horrors are so tiny or soggy... because they have a unique atmosphere that is not overseas. Well, I can't believe it, that's fine, it's pompous."

Hajime, laughing bitterly at his shoulder, pushed that switch without hesitation when he took out something more like a switch.

'... for once, listen, what have you done now?

"Yeah? Well, they took my Arakune. I'm in trouble, so I stick it up at the ship's stronghold - and I blew it up."

By the way, Arakune (biological golem) earlier on the pinky finger, it would be about 10 kg more or less powerful than the C4 bomb. That's about two hundred, by the way.

The power reactor, of course, focuses on the bridge and other important facilities, and breaks into the inside of the machine not from the surface, but by smelting.

"Me, Mayu. I'm behind you right now, and I don't think I can handle them in a nice mess.

Loss of power, loss of bridge, no replenishment, crew more or less frenzied Medium. It will definitely crash.

If I could go home without crashing now, that would be a compliment.

Anyway, seeing Hajime with a really neat look, saying, "Bomb at the end - you're a romance," not only Tio, but the gable and trembling girl and Xiaolong, the blonde combo with you, and the pilot whose expression is drawn to the boulder,

"" "" "Ghostly" "" "

"Pi."

I aligned my voice and put in a brilliant scratch.

On this occasion, if there were any classmates, I would have returned them like this.

- He's a demon king.

and.