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[Wave 12] Freedom and Restraint

To be honest, I was surprised. The fact that my body was hurt by five annoying catastrophes with stats.

Even more severe scars were carved on the abdomen than the first time.

Of course.

Srr...

In front of the teachings of the great master, Molang, he was a small prodigy.

The blue whirl scar seems to never disappear.

But what about the others?

Even the first warrior I saw before didn't erase the scar.

It means that this "special" used by the five catastrophes is powerful.

▶ Toys: The scar is called the Mark of Failure. Angels born of divine blessing have to stop the needlessness, otherwise they lose their comrades or die. I'm sure he'll be gone by the time he returns.

Miss, isn't an angel dying?

A few moments ago, an attack broke through my class Z. I don't think an angel can take a hit like this with his bare body.

▶ Description: Angels are more powerful than you think. Born of the attributes of light, they never cease to exist until their hearts are broken.

That's weird. You're a dead man!

▶ Humiliation: Yes. At the festival, angels died easily at the hands of a strong student. Hmm... I think the fallen angels followed the judgment of the righteous Strong Cadet!

The prettiest schoolgirl in the world impresses me!

Properties of light.

If you don't break your heart, you won't die.

It was a very useful racial trait.

I was not envious that I would never perish, as long as my name and record remained somewhere like the ‘legend’.

In a city where the blizzard had stopped, the wings of the righteous warrior were filled with shredded Harpy corpses.

But not long after that, the corpses soaked into nature in smoke.

“Your sin is that you do not recognize a man. ”

Less popular than the first time

How could you do this?

“Drug warrior. There's been a big mistake. ”

The first spirit sitting on my head waved his legs back and forth and said in a light gesture.

“What?”

“The Harpies don't see you as a man. ”

“... Huh? ”

What is this new shit?

“Mermaids blindly love evil and fairy alike if their opponent is a handsome male, but Harpies are different. Only humans... ”

“I know that. What I didn't know is that, as a man, I'm not in the human category? ”

“Being born human means never being human. You're becoming more and more spiritual. This is perfectly natural. This is the quiz. What if humans become legends? ”

“... a god? ”

“It's similar. It's a spirit one step below your stature. ”

I don't even know what it is, but I do know that I'm turning into something that's not human.

“Well, you'll see. ”

My interest now was the heart in my hand.

Brainy!

It was still running.

It was different from the Heart of Elsh, the Frost Queen I knew. It looks like a brilliant sapphire.

And then...

“This... No way?"

My mind was sucked into something that made me realize who I was.

*

It was easy to be pure.

If they were divided into factions, they would be "White Dragon" or "Ice Dragon." The obvious way to distinguish between these two is...

“Iceeeeee.”

Well, it looks like an ice dragon.

“Let her go now! Frost-Head Eshnov!”

When I touched the Relic of Chaos, the protagonist, "The First Warrior," cried out in a loud voice in front of the dragon.

But who is she?

“Iceee?”

“If she goes wrong, I'll never forgive you! ”

The first warrior was not alone. Behind him are his associates and the Harem Cheerios!

They seemed to be trying to subdue the dragon called 'Frost King Eshnov’ and save a woman.

Who is she?

It was easy to find.

A man lies at the foot of the dragon. No, not human. Humans covered in pure white feathers cannot be Humans.

It was definitely a Harpy.

“Brave, be careful. ”

“It's dangerous to provoke the Frost King. ”

“Maybe she'll die... ”

Beautiful women disciplined me behind you.

It was better not to provoke the dragon, as they said. Otherwise, the Harpies you're trying to save will be flattened.

“Hehe!”

Even the non-idiots couldn't move to see if they knew. But not dragons.

You spread your arms wide and vomit your breath out.

“Iceeee!”

The snow-covered forest suddenly turned to ice.

My superiors and colleagues were fine, but the small-scale cheerleading squad was on the brink of extinction.

As you can see, the breath of the second dragon could not hold.

But he was still hesitant to attack. Then, to protect the cheerleading squad...

Oh, you stupid son of a bitch! Just attack!

It was a pathetic response I would like to fight for if I could interfere.

At that time,

“Warrior, don't mind me. Attack. ”

The Harpy beneath the dragon's feet exclaims.

She was fundamentally different from the Harpies I used to know.

A common harpy always has sharp eyes and a face like a falcon, which has round, oddly cute eyes like a chick.

“Don't say that. ”

“I was wrong. ”

“I'll save you for sure! Hang on!”

“... Yes, sir. ”

My tone and personality were different from the Harpies I knew. Half of the Harpy lines are meant to be killed by natural women warriors.

They'll kill their own kind if they don't! 'is alive.’

Such a harpy recites a fragile princess-like line.

What's going on here?

“Iceeee."

The dragon moved, which made me feel very uncomfortable. The man opens his mouth and catches the hostage Harpy, instead of exhaling.

Since a while ago, the senior who was looking into the comfort of the cheerleading squad and guarding his breath did not respond at all.

It was a short moment, but I could see the Harpy's whole body.

She was as much a mutation in appearance as her personality.

Even though it was as white as snow from head to toe, both legs were the same as humans. It also boasted a perfect line without any color, even though it was called 'Leg Beauty’.

But as a Harpy, it was the worst.

Two feet with sharp claws is the Harpy's greatest weapon. It's also used to hang on to branches like a bird or catch things.

In that regard, both the toe and the claw had many defects that had short ‘human feet’.

I like mutants a lot better from a human perspective.

“Iceee"

“Oh, no! ”

The Harpy has entered the dragon's belly.

Tearing kneel, the dragon smiles with its wings and tail bent. The colleagues in the back said they were sorry.

And the cheerleading squad...

“Ah…. ”

“I was a good Harpy... ”

“That's too much... ”

Everyone turns their heads as if they can't even look at the awful sight.

But unlike you, I could see their faces from the front.

Bold or smiling.

No one mourns like the rambling ambassador.

“Frost-Head Eshnov! I'll kill you for sure...! ”

“Iceeee ~"

The dragon smiles at the threat of the furious warrior. It was a great posture like a dragon. I wanted to show it to people after recording it.

However, his relaxed expression did not last long.

“I, Iceee…?! ”

The dragon swallowed a mutant harpy, grabbing its belly like a complaint, rolled the floor to the left and to the right.

If I were you, I would have attacked you, but you were in a hurry to protect the cheerleaders from the sudden dragon upheaval.

Hmm. Is that why I should watch out for genetically modified ingredients?

The dragon's appearance began to change rapidly.

Dook dook, dook!

To illustrate the process easily, the white dragon changed to a new white. Since the ancestor of the bird is a dinosaur, it shouldn't be a surprise.

“Snooooo ~?! ”

The dragon bird glanced at himself one time, wondering if it wasn't the change that he wanted, and then he roared in mourning.

I know a bird's head that looks like that.

I just hunted, but I couldn't have known.

“You…. Is that Frost-Head Eshnov? ”

You were asking a stupid question.

As I answered, the bird's head gradually turned into the beautiful face of a human woman.

“I'll kill you first, warrior. ”

I know the name that came up with that.

Frost Queen Elsh.

The creature that was once a great dragon, wrongly fed on genetically modified foods, was chosen to be a Harpy!

It's a tragic story.

This taught me the lesson of using organic natural foods.

‘I…. I'm very sorry, but genetic engineering is not in my past to teach you a lesson you don't understand…. ’

Genetically engineered food drew cold water at the conclusion of the righteous warrior!

*

It was a very trivial story.

Born with a human ‘useless bridge’, she was bullied by her own kind, and she didn't have sharp claws, so she couldn't hunt alone.

Instead, I was harvested by the Human Wizard with a magical gift and ended up living near the Humans' villages. She always hides her wings in long-sleeved clothes, hiding the fact that she is a Harpy.

She was soon to be known as a maiden.

The reason why the magic that my whole body was white and mainly dealt with was because of the ice sheets.

She lived happily ever after until a warrior who drives disaster and tragedy came to town.

The young men who got dumped when they asked her to marry them would be miserable!

The wizard used to pluck out her feathers to use as a magical catalyst, but he didn't abuse the monsters because he taught her magic and fed her.

The problem lies with the first warrior.

“You really.... I admire you.”

I wonder if monsters are okay with a pretty face and body?

A senior who insists on racial equality beyond race. I even practiced my equality, not just chattering.

Monster Romance Fantasy!

Too much hubris for me to catch up with.

The story of the romance is as follows:

You chased behind you against the beauty of the maiden who came out to play in the village, and here the jealous cheerleaders revealed the truth.

The girl who was discovered to be a monster flew to the Wizard's house like she was running away, and was caught by the dragon who was looking for work.

And it became genetically engineered food.

‘There is a distortion in the middle, but it's roughly right. I was eaten by Frost King Eshnov and fused with that evil Dragon... ’

Wait! Let's cut to the chase and cut to the chase.

I want you to tell me what you want and what you want, and I want you to do it fast. I've waited a lot just to hear the stories that have become common so far.

‘Freedom and restraint. ’

You stupid bird head. It's too much of a reduction.

"Well, is it? My hope is to escape this fate of being hunted endlessly by warriors. And in return, I'm bound to you for giving me freedom. ’

... This Harpy seems to have the same taste and mutation as his looks.

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