Black Haired King

"... what the hell are you saying?"

I look at Alfred and squeal, who has become an alien standing in front of me. Alfred has a shadow, but his whole body has been wrapped in something black, turning him into a bipedal wolf.

The black ones reproduce even the hairs, with sharp nails from the toes and fingertips. From the waist there is a tail growing, bashing the ground.

The shape of his face also takes the form of a wolf's face on Alfred's face, with ears growing from his head. The size of the body is also about the size of a turn. And what you hold in your hand is a sword that supposedly put out that black thing.

"... come on, what's wrong with you, Alfred!

You've never seen Rondor before, too, make a werewolf voice. There doesn't seem to be a trump card for the Alfreds. I don't even seem to know Rondor.

"... what the hell is this all about?

Victoria, who came to my side sometime ago, also looks at Alfred and says that. The Tilicians are also stopping the fight now and watching Alfred.

The audience still hadn't figured out what was happening, and they didn't move at all, but the soldiers apparently felt strange about the boulders.

Noisy, the soldiers stand surrounding the circular venue where we stand. A soldier in a little extravagant armor came out one step ahead of the others.

"Alfred Meccriano! Put your weapon down now! Otherwise we must seize the Lord! Put your weapons down and surrender before that happens!

A soldier who says that out loud. But you haven't heard Alfred, he doesn't respond to soldiers' voices.

Have you been in a hurry about it, soldier's decree brings out one magician? And give me your hand for Alfred.

"Earthbound!"

and activate magic. That is the soil magic of the bondage system. When the magician activates the magic, about 10 earthy whips come out of the ground and tie Alfred up.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

But when Alfred rammed with force, there was a crack in the pikie and the dirt, and it cracked.

Did you find out that the current one was hostile to the boulder, Alfred looks at the magician? And when you open your mouth wide, magic gathers in your open mouth. This is...

"Mage, run!

Black thunder emanated from Alfred's mouth as I shouted at the magician. The attack Alfred unleashed went straight to the magician and pierced the magician's chest.

The audience panicked when they saw the sight and felt it was dangerous for the boulders. The soldiers try to evacuate them, but those who are hastily invisible move around on their own and disturb them.

In it, Alfred lifts his face up and unleashes magic the moment the soldiers who came to seize Alfred try to get close to him. As the black thunder rose slightly into the air, it now spread in mesh in all directions.

It's about the same size as the circular venue we were playing. black thunder spread over the reticle. Now thunder stretched and snapped at each other, as if

"... sounds like a cage"

Victoria shared her feelings with me. Yes, we were put in a cage with animals in it like a spectator.

In the cage of thunder is Alfred, who activated the magic, me and Rondle, Victoria. Then, a short distance away from Gawayne, who rose, Tilicia, Clara, Charlene, Mailene and Beans were surrounded.

The soldiers were just out of the cage and could not come in. But one of the soldiers slapped him with a sword to break the cage of thunder... and he was electrocuted. It's powerful enough not to die, but I seem to have lost my mind.

"... we're bait in a carnivore's cage."

You can't laugh at a joke like that at a time like this, Rondle. I stand to shelter Victoria, and Rondor sets up Battle Axe.

Alfred's in a cage with Kyolo. He's looking at us alternately, but what are we doing? As if you were choosing......

And did you decide that Alfred was meant for

"... it's me."

It was Charlene's. Charlene stands to shelter the Marlenes. On the side are Tilicia and Clara. There Alfred runs out.

"Gah!"

Alfred swings his sword down as much as he can, there's

"You bastard! I'm not after a woman!

Soon Gawayne stood between Charlene and Alfred. And shield and play Alfred's sword. Alfred is alert and leaves Gawain.

Right there.

"Wow!

Rondor cuts in Battle Axe from behind. Alfred crouches, avoids, but I attack there too. Alfred takes it with his sword, but I'm pushing it because he's in a bad shape.

Alfred's body starts charging the moment I try to kick him off like this. And...

"Wow, wow!"

I let out the lightning that was charging all around me at once. It's not much of a range, so Rondle and I were avoided by falling back, but this guy's a pretty troublesome opponent.

I thought so, put up my weapon, and I was looking at Alfred, and Rondor...

"... thunder magic... wolf... no way..."

I'm going to say bumpy by myself. I wondered what the hell it was, and Rondor...

"He's probably a B-rank warcraft, Beowulf Nitonis."

And I said something weird. All I could do was snap my neck toward London.