Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Maura the 2nd

Lesson 3 Parental Visits

A young sword chi and a hanging voice echo in the woods.

This is what's out of Sylvia.

I was coming to a training ground in the woods after I drove Chris back.

I don't show my face in grandeur, I look at it costly from among the trees.

How many times have we been in the way, so Sylvia gets angry when we get closer to this time?

So this is how it's routine to watch them faraway so they don't find out.

"Yikes! Yikes!"

"My body is bluffing. Don't forget to swing in the right position."

Now it seems to be training the mould by bare gestures.

There are three people in front of Elena: Silvia, Mireia, and Glenn.

But Sylvia was the only one waving the wooden sword, and Glenn and Mireia were in.

After all, I guess the Beast Man has more local power.

"Sylvia, you have too much power in your hands. Let it loosen up a little bit."

"But if I don't, I can't have a pastime."

"Hmm. Can you put me up for a second?

"Is this what it is?

Elena and Sylvia faced each other.

Strong fighting is directed at young bodies.

Sylvia, unfamiliar with being present, has not been able to notice any signs of bulging.

At that moment, my body was moving.

Running through the trees and jumping all at once.

Affordable stick in right hand.

Shake it down against Elena's head.

- Goddamn it.

But one fist was blocked by Elena's sword.

"Alf, he's as sharp as ever. But they're going to read about it in a killing spree."

"Killing, huh? I'm just a little cocky."

"Wow. That was a pretty accurate jump for a fall."

"It's a coincidence. It just so happens to fly towards you and the stick you happen to have just cracked your head open."

After the meeting at last, the meeting.

I try to inflict many fatal injuries from this one, but I'm avoided just by the movement of my legs.

Is Elena getting stronger every day, too, you little shit?

In the depths of a special blow if this happens......

"No more jamming! Old man, you walnut!

"Chi, no! This is kind of a mistake!

"Elena, I'm going to nakanaori with your sister. I'm gonna look at you."

Our rules of rapprochement.

Hugging and forgiving each other.

I don't know who the hell thought about it, but it was settled at some point.

As it is, Eingel is in a bad mood.

I held Elena tight in a frivolous motion.

"Wow... sorry. Think Sylvia's in danger."

"Kuff...... Never mind. You seem to be misunderstanding something, but I was just trying to tell you a little bit about the mould."

"About the mould?

"Silvia, turn your sword against me again"

Elena took my arm off with her supple fingers and told Sylvia instead.

When you hear it, turn to Elena with your whole body.

Even from my amateur ole, the movement felt a little stiff.

"I'm going to shake a knife now. You're not letting go of your sword."

"Yeah!"

Elena's sword flashes.

The wooden sword crept across the universe and fell potpourrily on the ground.

Looking at the unbroken spot, it looks like he hit it in the belly area without raising a blade.

"Got it? If you grip it hard, you won't be able to kill your opponent's attack. Keep it loose for a little while."

"Yeah. But how gullible are you to stop?

"Right. We'll talk about how to tighten your fingers..."

The fighting earlier seemed to be meant to demonstrate this.

Well, I noticed.

Then Glenn and Mireia also stood up, bareback in line for the three of us.

When I finished swinging, there was Elena's decree, and today's norm minutes ended.

Each begins to clean up his weapon as he pleases.

Elena carries a bag full of materials and walks toward the house.

I stopped Sylvia from calling from behind.

"Sylvia, I'm going to play with your father and Ali..."

"Old man, it's Meh. The walrus will be handsome."

"No! Because I reflected! Because I was so fierce that my soul gave it away. Ah!

Sylvia runs away.

Leave my crying father behind.

If this happens, Brother Glenn!

I just have to get over my nostalgic brother!

"Glenn, help me! Sylvia's gonna abandon me like this!

"Hmm. I just can't defend you. I've been scattered."

"'Cause you'd be worried, wouldn't you? As a result, there is no choice but to interfere once or twice..."

"That's the 128th time. It's more rare the day you don't show your hand."

I'm in a good mood tomorrow, and Glenn walked away, too.

I can say that it is no longer absolutely fatal.

Don't you have any means of regenerating death?!

"Demon King, leave it to this Mireia"

"Is that true? You can count on me!"

"If you don't have time, let's have a lovely play with me and the couple."

"It was a worse idea than I thought!

And then that thing, Sylvia didn't mind at all.

I don't care how you talk to me, you're going to be tuned.

Each time I was attacked by unbearable pain and fear.

I think it would be a lot easier to fight a million enemies if I could see you like this.

But Glenn was right.

The next day, he took care of it as usual.

All this time I was heartbroken.

I'm so relieved it's about to leak a little.

"It's been a long time since we've all gone away. It's fun to be with you, huh?

We're moving out to the Midwest of the continent.

This is not a trip you're in the mood for, but a visit to a subhuman town.

I assure you it's not for mood swing purposes.

Really, definitely.