Since then, Curse has had about a week to demodulate.
It was October 20th that I went to school.
By then, the Odillons, Little Wings, were all better.
Curse's wooden knife was picked up by Fernando on his way home, but the iron plate was left unnoticed.
Alan had no choice but to relinquish his duties and serve his men in whorehouses, booze, etc.
It seemed like a setback at this.
But rumors were circulating that it was a guild.
"Oh, my God, you're so serious."
"Seriously? Green Glass Meadows, huh?
"Yeah, I went yesterday, I saw it."
"I saw it, too. That's not a meadow anymore."
"Seriously! Oh no!"
"The greedglass meadow grows in two days when it's about cooked or mowed a little bit, right?
"Right? That's not growing at all!
"Seriously! Oh no!"
"It's definitely the Midwest, isn't it? If we go through that route, we'll be able to cross the meadow in less than a day, right?
"Yeah, it usually takes three days to get through the meadows. That's the birth of Loot in less than a day. You want to make sure you never grow up again."
"You can't even imitate a sword ghost like that, can you? I hear you're coming to Tannatsu now."
"Seriously! Oh no!"
"From what I've seen, they've got burn marks. Did the wizard like a monster burn or did the real monster burn?"
"I hear a witch went out to witch land by herself last week or so. I thought the witch hit eight or something."
"Seriously! Oh no!"
"You're a witch... it's possible. Hmm? Last week, it was last week about the Odillons, wasn't it?
"Hey! Has anyone seen those Cyclops since then?
"No, I don't. What about Omei and the others?
"No, you haven't seen it, have you? No way......"
"Are you serious..."
Inside the guild is at once surrounded by silence.
Everyone was convinced even though there was no certainty.
The cyclops roar touched the witch's scales and burned them all down the greedglass meadow...
Little wings appear there.
All four seem to have grown once and are said to be close to promotion to the ninth star.
Seniors call off their girlfriends to finish delivery, receive rewards, and leave the guild.
"Whoa, you guys seem to be doing well.
"Hey Odilon, didn't you hear me? Like the Green Glass Meadow thing?
"I'm listening, but I don't think it's our mother. 'Cause you can't do that in" Fire in the Plains, "can you?
"Ah, that's so extensive." Fire in the Plains "would be too broad. And there 'll be enough firepower.
Yes. The seniors here are adventurers with first-rate close arms. I know the range and the firepower of a normal class of plain fire. I also imagine what would happen if a wizard used enough to be called a witch.
"I'd like to know the other way around, how does that happen?
Of course Odillon knows, but I'll try to put it away.
"That must be about as good as a witch being able to do that in here.
"You can multiply the range of fires in the plain by twenty, and you can multiply the firepower by five."
"What the hell? Then I can beat a sword ghost if I'm ten times stronger than I am now!
"Seriously! Oh no!"
"That would be five times what I am!
"Even I can win if I have a holy sword!
Odillon succeeded in getting off topic brilliantly, is it? But Isabelle, the killer theory won't go away.