Dungeon+Harem+Master

Battleseeker, furiously angry, was striking Karen in the full seat.

In his eyes there was a coma that reminded him of the abyss of darkness.

The horse whip in her hand is stained with red bleeding from her back.

Karen kept her face down, didn't get a single groan, and was enduring.

"Why!! How could you betray me!!

Angry as he trembled the giant, the warring generals in line also had the power to be frightened.

A giant body whose strength excels in the crowd wields a whip as it lifts its muscles and is driven by passion.

The pain, the shock, was just as intense as even the big man would have been.

There is a strong sense of betrayal in the battleseek.

According to a recent report, the military alliance between Cliad Kang and the Silver Villago side was formed by a letter sent to the castle by a secret detective named Loulou, who Karen missed.

That being the case, it was handed down finely to the faction until the beginning of Thea's murder, and the soldiers leaving the camp had enlarged their numbers over time.

outside the scope of the assumption.

Besides, his real father, Elbredo, who watched lightly, showed more strength with 150,000 in the rear than he thought. My father has no talent for adaptation. That's right. The fact that I was bringing Taka came out on my back.

Besides, the rush of an old Admiral named Bastian, who was dressed to be eaten up behind him, surpassed himself in a way. The more time passes, the more drained the soldiers are. The color of anxiety appeared darkly on BattleSeek's face.

Instantly, drop a rear battalion base.

Destroy the Bastian army with a knife to return and drain Silver Villago.

That was the basic policy he set up, and it was supposed to be the definitive way to do it.

But in fact, instead of piercing the basics, they are already thick in defeat.

On top of that, Karen's passing through with her enemies, even after she trusted her, further aggravated BattleSeek's anger.

Just one apology and I'll forgive you. Perhaps it was an indication of his weakness, which could also be taken as sweet, but in his fortitude, Karen smiled with her mouth shut. It is like anointing a burning flame. I didn't know the throw was going to end, and I thought it would continue in extension.

"Die, die!! Those who do not respect Me, disappear from this earth without remaining!!

A lot of blood erupted from Karen's back, and it wasn't strange when she lost consciousness.

It was more pain than the degree of injury that was troublesome with stick and whipping sentences.

The thing called the Five Bodies of Man was more yawdy than I thought, and if the degree of wound was too strong, I often died of shock. It is possible to build muscle bones and thicken them, but no matter how much you build up, it is impossible to build up the surface of the skin.

Still, she left a spiral of laughter when she showed patience to the unusual.

BattleSeek kicked the woman's hips as she barked as she rose her blood to her brain.

Karen snapped with a faint voice as she lay her face down on the earth as she fell over.

"... will you stop?"

"Ahhh!?

Battleseeker cleared his ears to Karen's constant voice as he roughed his breath.

"... do you ever lose something?"

Resentment was the word that touched the marrow of the bone.

Let's kill him. We have to kill him.

The expression disappears from BattleSeek's face. Pulling through the golden knife I raised on my hips, I shook my hand with strength. Put your foot on Karen's face and secure it. No mercy or other fine dust floats.

When the angry-burning man tried to shake the blade down in a frustrating mix, the curtain broke wide open and the soldier's body popped out.

"What is this?"

The man was one of the best hundreds of martial arts, chosen by BattleSeek for his main guard.

The back length is well over two meters and the way you look at it is the big soldier obese strong over the oak.

It has been heavily wounded to the chest and rolled like a toddler.

When the man circled himself as if frightened, he blued his face and trembled violently.

"To, run away"

"What?"

"Get out of here. - Bucket of shit."

Battleseek felt a murderous hurricane emitting intensely from the entrance, stifling himself.

Speaking of which I wasn't surprised, let's lie.

And there stood a man who should have killed him by the second time without skin, without sound.

The collector jumped off the griffon to the front line where there would be a battleseek.

I ran as I cleaved the curtain. The soldiers of the elves come together like ants on sugar, waving their swords in their hands. Sizka's movements were quick. Ten ahead. They run into a straight line, not taking the soldiers in line for nothing. It was a quick, powerful move like a meteor. When I wondered if Sizka's sword reflected the chills and sunlight, it flowed left and right in an awesome motion. It's not a visible move. Men torn throats, faces, torso and flanks, like paper dolls, sank to the ground in an instant. It's not human work. The collector saw it in the battle of Sizka, shaking the black lion in his hand. The flowing dance was as beautiful as it was extreme. Without a moment's waste, he kills the enemy soldiers. Dark hair flowing in the wind, glittering.

"Leave this place to me!! Go, Crando!!

"Answer!! I asked you!!

As the collector broke through the siege net of frightened enemy soldiers, he proceeded toward the main camp of the enemy, which he had confirmed from the sky.

"I'm not letting you through here!!

A huge man stood in front of me. Back length is a soldier well over two meters.

When the collector opened the front of the jacket he was matching, he was rolling out his long sword with great momentum.

The man's blade was as thick and huge as a bamboo, but he jumped up lightly.

"Out of the way!! I'm helping Karen!!

I thumped into the poke with all my strength. Stabbed him in the chest to the mouth of a man. I don't feel the weight on the giant. I feel like a locomotive. The collector gently bounced the man forward. I broke through the curtain and my foresight opened unexpectedly. Karen lying in her eyes. And then there's what BattleSeek looks like.

We're ready to kill each other.

I spread my hands and glanced around. The frightened eyes of the officers of the elves jumped in.

"Come on, let's start a revenge match. Battle-Seek. Let's settle this."

The collectors had left no surrounding escorts to take on Sizka, only to reach in the middle of one enemy main operation.

In the center of the men's line, his brain boiled in anger in a moment to reconfirm that Karen was rolling like a bolt out.

Your whole body is full of strength.

Normally, he's the one who's lost twice. I guess I should be able to feel fear and awkwardness.

But the soul of the treasurer was filled with a flame of vengeance in every corner.

My muscles swell up with infinite energy.

Don't be too willing to lose.

Defeat BattleSeek. I'm being honest for the third time.

Intense hatred circulated into a fist to grip, and the intent to kill was ablated.

"Kisama, why are you here"

"- BattleSeek!!

As the collector kicked the ground and ran out like the wind, he shook the long sword down in momentum looking at BattleSeek's brain.

Battleseeker's movements were slightly delayed because of his legs on Karen's head.

The slaughter, wielded with all his might, made a clear noise and engaged.

The blade and blade hit hard and sparks scattered.

The defenseless face of the stunned man was exposed in front of him.

The treasurer swung his gripped left fist and slapped him in the beautiful face.

The sensation of the nasal bone crushing was transmitted to the fist.

I swung my fist through it with all my strength.

The BattleSeek giant was bounced backwards.

Wrap around the close-up you had withheld behind you, and your giant body collapses like a piece of paper.

The collector rushes over to Karen and hugs her.

Her back was torn skin and red blood adhered snugly.

He took a rough breath, remembering his dazzling anger as well.

Karen kept a vain eye and still smiled and showed it.

"Ah, haha. I knew it.... he was alive. Good."

"Oh, I'll kill him right now and set you free."

"Sort of. But don't push it too hard. You're weak."

"Idiot, you need to get some sleep. When I wake up, I'm sure it's over."

"Mmm. Shit, he's awake. I'm gonna open my eyes and I'm gonna see you get rid of him."

As the collector sat Karen on the spot, the battleseek ahead finally stood up.

"Out of the way!!

Battleseeker walked out of the neighborhood, but his knee immediately collapsed and he poked his hands at the spot. The blow of the collector was so powerful.

Battleseek spat out a bloody bump accumulated in his mouth when he moaned low, causing his eyes to tear in anger.

"Kuh, shit. Why, you. Totally, I should have killed you."

The beautiful general swung his hair and plucked the blood dripping down his jaw. A thoroughly murdered man is standing right in front of me. For Battleseeker, that fact was more of a shock than having his nose snapped.

"I haven't got a job yet."

"Work, you say?

When the collector laid his long sword horizontally, he lowered himself and radiated his fighting spirit from his whole body.

The energy is overflowing.

It was in my eyes to pick up and set up the machete that BattleSeek had dropped in his fluttering footsteps.

He presses and straightens his broken nose bone with his fingers. I remembered an emotion like the presence that I thought was out of reach had fallen under my knees, and my grin spilled unconsciously.

"What are you laughing at"

"Oh, that's crazy. There's a dumb twat in Temeh."

"Are you gonna fool me?"

"In fact, you are Manuke himself. If you want to finish me off, keep your neck properly severed!!

The collector suddenly rushed out toward the right.

The battleseek then shifts its position accordingly.

The two slammed each blade toward the center point of their bodies as they ran against each other.

A tall metal noise rings. As the collector moved his wrist cleverly, he released a poke to flow.

The white blade flew in the wind and captured the man's face.

"Gu!!

Battleseeker twists his face and squeezes his poke with a critical.

The blade is rubbed against the characteristic long ear, which did not evade slightly in time.

As I sprinkled water around, a puffy red petal opened into the void.

After making a blow, the collector flew backwards just to put the sword to sleep horizontally.

I'm sure you don't know.

"I'm so smart!!

Battleseeks zero distances at awesome speeds at once.

At the same time, I've been swinging my machete down diagonally.

The long sword intercepting the zodiac sharply draws a semicircle.

The two swords aimed, collided, wounded and severely tempered each other at the steeple in the hollow.

The collector rolled out his sword for the battleseek's tibia as he rolled.

It was reflected at the edge of his sight that the man's scarlet coat quickly rose into the void.

A blade of disease is swung down towards the collector who laid down on the ground.

When I lay down my long sword and took the slash, I kicked my belly up from the bottom and thrust it.

When the collector barks hard, he hits battleseek by body.

A quick poke looms in front of you. I twisted myself and threw myself away.

The enemy's rolling thrust broke his chest shallow as it quickly turned into a shovel.

As the collector inverted his body, he rubbed dust and muddy water and slammed his weighted coat on the tip of Battleseeker's nose. Yeah, and a blunt sound sounded like hitting a wet rag with a slab wall.

Battleseek squeezed his black coat all at once as he suppressed his face and moaned, knocking the body of the collector to the earth. Heavy pain and shock clogged my breath. When I open my eyes, a white blade dropped perpendicular to my defenseless chest is imminent. I threw myself out and rolled down the earth. His shoulder was severely broken and a blood splash broke around him.

Jump back and put your sword back in place.

Ignoring his defenses, he tried to swim and saw his hands slammed.

Battleseeker, distracted himself and bowed.

They quickly changed their bodies.

"Whoa!!

He tortured his wrist and released a slash.

The collector's sword faintly broke the right flank of the battleseek.

A warm blood smoke wet my cheeks.

Roll out a long sword that you switched backwards without looking behind you.

Ka 'an, and the sound of clear iron rang.

Intense impact that paralyzes the bones of the arms. It's not going to make it that easy.

The collector paid a horizontal long sword when he inverted his body.

Battleseeker used his thick machete as a shield to receive slaughter.

Still without being shocked, he unbalanced his body, collapsed diagonally to the right and poked one knee.

It was an attack that didn't even have time to exhale. My heart is about to pop out of my mouth, striking an early bell. The same is true of the enemy, who roughs up and down the giant and breathes.

When the collector pulled out the lumbar bamboo barrel, he sprinkled the contents from his head and waved his face. As soon as I stop moving, my whole body feels heavy like it's loaded with lead. Vision is white and cloudy with intensity fatigue, with no heart or bracing left and right like broken video data.

Float your heels and advance with a slip of foot. It packs the distance together without either. If we get to a position where that's all we can forgive each other, we engage like crazy beasts.

The image of reason extinguishing and the feeling of the flesh dispersing.

My head feels different dalls in my hand wounds and muscles, causing me to secrete large amounts of brain drugs.

Staring at BattleSeek, does the pupil function break or does the man in front of you look bigger or smaller? I swallowed up a mixed spit of blood competing. The face to face man's lips twitched oddly.

"I didn't know you had all these arms. Speaking of which, warrior. I didn't hear your name. Name it. It will have to be engraved on the headstone."

"It's Klund."

"What a shame, what a shame. I didn't know I had to slaughter a man like you with this hand."

"Don't worry about it. Probably because you are!!

Kick the ground and run out.

BattleSeek, when he exhaled loudly, shoved the sword in his right hand up to heaven and began chanting. The surrounding winds are disturbed and the laws of nature are rewritten by the mystical formula.

"Wind King Random (Aerostorm)!!"

"Shit-!!"

Another trump card for a prairie warrior.

It is the magic of the wind.

When I wondered if BattleSeek's blade glowed violently, the atmosphere twisted and twisted, and a severe storm appeared. The anomalous storm approaches the present as it chews through the grass that grows on the ground.

I turned around trying to avoid it.

but the wind of tyranny that suddenly appeared instantly swallowed up the body of the treasurer.

The hurricane was fierce and wild, winding its entire body to heaven.

Heaven and earth reverse and you don't know where you are.

All over his body, a blade of flying wind in the tornado was chopped into tazzutas, and the pain reached its limit.

Still, I won't let go of the sword in my gripping hand.

Protect whatever happens.

I decided not to protect Karen.

In order to do that, we have to beat a man named BattleSeek, who would be the strongest.

If you notice, the storm had subsided and the body of the treasurer had been thrown out into the earth.

"No ahhh!!

Only Karen's crying voice sounds clear.

I opened my eyes thinly and looked directly at my body.

I see.

Now no one would think as much as dew that they are alive, etc.

Anyway, there's no place unharmed all over your body.

This body was shredded, rattled like counter-paper.

But I stood.

Still stood.

"Heh, no kidding"

I can't stay away from you.

Poke and move the immobile, and pass through the feat of immobility.

That would be the brave one.

Strongly remember the image of knocking force into a blood vessel that passes through the body without a single bottle remaining.

I feel strongly about it.

From the roots of the will, squeeze the power.

This Shimenzo will rise again and again until he destroys the enemy in front of him.

"What, to?

The face of Battleseeker, who believed that he had already killed the treasurer, blued violently.

He's moving his mouth like a goldfish looking for oxygen.

I saw a fingertip with a machete trembling violently with agitation.

You drained a lot of mental power with earlier sorcery, and your gigantic body seemed to shrink a turn.

The battleseek generals, convinced of the victory, lagged behind as they were pressured, and those who wanted to stick their asses out of the curtain continued.

The endurance of the collector was far from what the elves had imagined.

You're supposed to be dead.

I'm not supposed to get up anymore.

Even though it's over.

Humans, nothing feels more hard-working than the invisible things that go ahead.

Not to mention that the opponent is an immortal creature, defeated or not.

Fear propagates violently around you. They were already starting to get cowardly.

That's the bridgehead that the defeated claw carves.

"Why, why!? How can you fight that far!! What is your purpose!! What is the cause that drives you so far? What is ambition?!

"Oh, my God, you don't exist in me."

The cuffs wet with blood make the jacket creep against my shoulder.

That's it, heavy. Heavy enough to be about to fall.

"Enough is enough. Let's not, let's not."

As Karen spills her silver tears, she is pleading with Battleseeker.

No, it's not. I'm not fighting to make you look like that.

Karen's wagamama on the back of the zodiac's brain, but only a joyful smile comes back to life in the big picture on the run.

The trigger was an order. But.

Because I seem to enjoy a look that changes with a circle like a child. Because it sounds really fun.

- So I wanted to protect it, from the bottom of my heart.

"Ohhhhh!!

"Whoa, no!!

A battleseek stops a soldier trying to unleash an arrow driven by fear, but it was a moment late.

The arrow unleashed by the soldier succeeded in breaking its body when it cut the wind and struck brilliantly into the right eye of the collector.

"I'll take a ride."

Somewhere in the words to blame, there was definite relief.

- That's right, Battleseeker. You're a man to that extent.

The grieving scream of a woman woods the spirit.

The collector did not give up fighting in constant pain, humiliation and even remorse.

Doc and hot blood pouring out of his right eye.

I feel pain. The skin is torn, the blood erupts, and the whole body feels it sharply. As one living organism, the body commands you to live.

"This, Monsieur."

So the collector stood up.

As I pulled the arrow thrust into my right eye through each eye, my vision stained bright red.

In a reddish-colored world, the battleseek face I looked back at was certainly engraved with colorful fear.

"I can't kill you!!

The soldier who unleashed the arrow, when he lowered his back with a petan on the spot, burst his teeth violently in tears, incontinence like a toddler.

His eyes were white and unreasonable, like those who broke open the door of contraindication, which should not be touched.

Immortality Red, an immortal crest engraved on the chest of the treasurer, began to glow so violently that it filled the world. The elf generals in the line collapsed from their hips to the spot, caught in fright when they covered their faces with their arms immediately, without even being able to keep their eyes open.

Kin, and the cool sound echoed all over the main formation, and the noise of the battlefield was undone.

Right eye of the treasurer. The orbit, which should have been worn, instantly allowed the eyes to be reconstructed when it glowed blindly.

The figure of the treasurer, wrapped in glow and taking a step, was the legendary brave man himself.

"Hey, why not? Why a man like you? Stand in front of me!!

BattleSeek softly wet himself with a sweat of fear on his forehead, but still ran out with a machete in place.

"I am the man born to control this world!! Let the Romles hang my flag all over the world!! To do that, you're in the way. Ah!

"You can't beat a fucking asshole crying Karen to death."

"What the heck!? What the hell are you!!

"Everywhere, Common, Cheat Brave"

"Heh, kidding. Just kidding around this time of year!!

"I'm kidding. Karen's my girl. Kill me. You're not complaining."

Battleseek rolled up his scarlet coat and ran out in an unmistakable shape.

The collector, with the holy sword "Black Lion” in front of him, runs like an unleashed running horse.

The last clash began.

The first one I fought was BattleSeek. When he trembles and advances, he slaps his machete to the side. The collector leaves his body halfway open and punches a blade into his galloping empty torso.

"Wet!!

"Bastard n. Whoa!!

The blades engage each other and fierce tuba competition begins.

Hit each other with a big battleseek and muscle trembling all around.

The strength of both is antagonistic.

Turning his attention only upwards, he circled violently so that BattleSeek's long legs turned the compass.

When he leaps and squeezes, he waves one hand and slaps the sword down vertically.

Likewise, the enemy flew away behind his back and took a distance.

BattleSeek is wielding a machete with an angry burning look.

The Caveman was regaining his calm while wavy attacks from his enemies were being carried out.

The battleseek's fat muscle was slightly different, but it was slowly starting to disturb.

For a man who calls himself King of the Meadows, he was not allowed to lose to a man who soiled him twice.

He looks furious and is strongly aware of the eyes of the generals around him.

Previous fights had only been about getting Karen back.

It was as if I hadn't read the course of the battle.

But how about now?

Eyes from BattleSeek's foot carriage. It is easy to predict the next movement from muscle tension.

The opponent is in a state of extreme tension and it will be time to hurry up and make the big move.

Can you break it or not?

The time has come to decide whether to win or lose.

Battleseek switched it backwards as he set up his machete.

It is a preliminary action of a special sword whose collector has been soiled twice.

I dare you to shoot me.

It is only by destroying the slash of the Special Attack that you have made them shoot directly in front of you that victory and defeat will be decided.

Current battleseek. I have spared no effort to spit out the slaughter that I did my best.

Breaking the atmosphere that created the udder, a fierce slashing wind tore the air and ran.

"Secret sword, disease triple slaughter!!

A white, shining machete was shaken out three times mercilessly.

On a blade of wind that swept and flew, the Zao did not hesitate to jump and wave his long sword.

One.

Two.

Mitsu.

A flock of hurricanes that strike.

Like intercepting, the glow of the crest fills the world.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The collector exclaimed, matching the long sword to the slaughter.

The glow bursts through the atmosphere violently.

The clenched pitch-black sashimi swallowed by the waves of light derived from the crest, shining white.

The blade was engaged, offsetting the impact of the BattleSeek Special to wood dust.

Unbelievable, the current man freezes with the expression.

The collector punched down with all his might on the blade, spitting out without leaving any accumulated oxygen in his lungs.

The light was tremendously fast and shook three times.

A blow waved by a horizontal giraffe.

Two perpendicular blows from the brain to the inseam.

Three strikes. A meteor glistened from the right flank to the left shoulder with a knife to return.

A vertically bright red rift was created, from the face of the battleseek to between the crotches.

At the same time, the abdomen is broken horizontally and the upper and lower body are separated from the zurli.

Unmercifully, the left half collapsed two pieces of flesh like a broken toy.

Brain pulp and built-in raised hot air and flowed off like a running stream.

Leaving a dozen hands behind, the Caveman's slaughter finally crushed the BattleSeek.

"It's my win, Battlesea Coo!!

When the collector threw up like that, he kicked the hips of the things that were battleseeks hard.

When the meat mass was separated into several pieces, it flooded the area with blood tides, created a sea of blood, and finally dispersed.

And when the treasurer cast down his sword and flipped him to the spot, he looked up to heaven.

The day was high and I could see the white clouds moving slowly.

The enemy generals, when they saw the general taken over, could not escape the scene without eating the wind.

From the outside of the curtain, the sound of the drums of war and the bronzes being pounded hard was heard on the wind.

The grass is drifting around.

Closed my eyes, I was so tired that I seemed to be able to sleep as soon as I could.

There's nothing I can do anymore.

Besides, the enemy troops that the General has taken over will probably surrender sooner or later.

A snake who has lost its head cannot be perpetuated.

It was the truth of the battle.

When I close my eyes, a breeze strokes my cheeks. It was comfortable for my lit body.

The uttered drowsiness seemed to have fluttered in a veil.

BattleSeek was probably a masterpiece of the world that would never come out again.

It was a phoenix "decoy" itself full of ambition and winged toward Nakahara.

However, the collector finally shot off the unprecedented phoenix decoy three times.

"Hmm?

And then there was a shadow over my face.

I struggled to open my eyes.

There was one princess, with tears in her eyes, who dropped her cut glances.

"Stupid. Who told you to work so hard?"

He was beso with a crusty face.

Now my cheeks snagged at the waste of beauty.

"I don't know. But I have a monster called Mean, too. You don't sleep well without getting hit."

The collector made Karen laugh as he put his finger through her beautiful silver hair.

A large tear spills from the eyes of the princess who closed her eyes.

A dripping silver Shizukuishi descended one after the other on his face.

"Don't cry."

"I'm not crying. I'm not crying."

I opened my mouth and drank it.

More than I thought, it was sweet dew.

"And"

"And?"

"I'm your escort."

Karen's face turned into an indescribable ambiguity of crying and laughing.

enduring something. It kind of keeps my chest cut just watching.

The collector put his strength on his belly, trying to deceive him, and smiled again.

Mission accomplished.

"... silly. So hurt."

Karen scratches her hair up gently and offers a victorious kiss to the wounded brave.

Then he turned his bright red face to the side, and went.

"Crand's idiot! But I love it!!