At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

No, metastasis-- no, we don't have time to break through the inhibitory magic that Sigal's straining.

I don't know how it is, but Cigal is purely going all over me right now.

At this time, he gets shot while he's taking the trouble to get through the inhibition.

I was already ready for a metastasis earlier, so I got away with it, but I can't make it this time.

Determine it's impossible to escape and stop fortifying yourself immediately, turning everything to the defense of the hotline.

Apply all physical protection, tension the barrier forward as long as time permits, and pour as much force into the barrier as you can.

Of course Cigal couldn't have waited for me, and the hotline was released.

The first barrier stretched is easily broken through, and the subsequent barrier is also pulled out so that even paper breaks.

Continue to erect barriers from the edges that are pulled out, and continue to erect barriers back to the critical point where the hotline reaches you.

Concurrently exercise all three magic tricks that you can use, and focus on defense only.

My sense of standing was also suspicious, pushing and killing tensions and fears that I thought would rupture my heart, eliminating any unnecessary thoughts and just keeping up with the threat in front of me.

This blow, this flash, is taken if you distract yourself even for a moment.

"... oh, you couldn't win. It's the defeat that couldn't decide in that streak. I shot him without preparation or chanting, so he wasn't powerful enough."

After I felt I heard such a voice, the red flash I felt forever out of fear cleared.

I recognize Cigal laughing lightly with an unfortunate face back to his usual appearance ahead, feeling the annoying heartbeat.

Her breath is rough and pale. I felt that the flash was my last blow.

"Immortality affects you more than I expected. I couldn't move..."

"Sigal!

And she smiles, falling off her knees.

I rushed to a hug and fell with him unsupported.

When she fell, she held the cigar and fell like I was going down, so she shouldn't be hurt.

"Oh, my God... Sigal, are you okay?

Ask Cigal, but he hasn't responded.

Worried and trying to check her condition, I noticed that my body was not moving.

Instead of being able to stand up, I can't raise my body or my arms that I intend to hold Sigal.

"Oh, shit, not enough magic, either"

I tried to strengthen it or even use magic that forced my body to move the worst, but the magic is almost empty already.

Unwitting tiredness and body fatigue go hand in hand, and you become aware of yourself as your consciousness is about to fly.

Looks like Sigal ran out of everything in the first blow, but I think I ran out of them all, too.

The influence of fairy arts is also present and my whole body hurts. I haven't had as much effect on the boulder as I did with Mr. Balf, but it's tough to use fairy art out of this state.

You can't seem to move.

Troubled to figure out what to do, Inai came into view glancing at me.

At that angle, you can also see it in your skirt, Mr. Inai. You've got a cute frill.

Sometimes I wear it with mature black lace or something, but I feel this one looks better on me.

"Where are you looking"

"Bubba."

Looking at her pretty underwear, she stepped on her face.

My body can't move, so I can't resist anything.

has a crushed nose.

"Totally no more"

Sighing like a shudder, she crouched in and slapped me right in the head and started using healing magic. Looks like me and Cigal are going to cure each other at once.

It hurts because of the influence of fairy arts. Well, it's a painful one this time.

The only way I can afford to heal myself is to put up with the pain, because it is neither in the injurious nor in the marginal sense.

"It will be hard, but bear with me a little"

"Ugh."

Returning a pitiful reply, I take great care of Inai's healing magic.

Mr. Leifarna also stopped by and was laughed at when he creaked.

"Mr. Tallow, you are a very good companion to Sigal."

"Yes?"

Mr. Leifarna has said it with a gentle grin. What is it suddenly?

You don't have a good eye for me. Following her gaze, she seems to be suitable for Cigal.

I couldn't move my neck so my eyes alone managed to see how Cigal was, and she was asleep with a very good smile in my arms.

Awesome smile.

"She seemed like a lot of fun. A little envious."

Mr. Raifalna also crouches in and gently strokes Sigal's head.

That sounded fun, huh? Sure, Cigal looked like a lot of fun today.

As for the relative one, I was pretty scared.

"Yeah, you seemed really... very, very jealous,"

In the tone of Mr Leifarna's words, emotions are invisible, Inai said.

Somehow the look on his face made him seem lonely and crying.

Actually, it's pretty close to the straight face, but somehow I felt that way.

"Gu."

"Oh, what?"

I know it will be hard after I use it, but I am forced to move my body and touch Inai with immortality.

I forcefully hold Inai with a bewildered expression, where I am completely powerless. It's really the limit to boulders.

But Inai kept her head on my chest, and there was no turning back.

"... it's hard to treat."

"Inai can do it."

She complains with a slightly obstinate look, but she doesn't show how she's going to retreat.

Tell her to stay as she pleases with such cuteness, and she continues to heal as she hears that wish and nods her face to my chest.

My consciousness disappeared the last time I saw Mr. Raifalna's face laughing with Couscous.