Of all the demons encountered outside the labyrinth, the Wood Golem species fall into the category of mighty enemies.
Haunted arm power. Giant tree defense. In addition to the plant's vitality, it possesses a pseudomorphic ability that is disputed by the trees of the forest to the regenerative power that grows branches from the felled areas.
Immersed in an unman-made labyrinth, the mighty men who broke through the "Level 150 Wall" a long time ago also try to crusade in a short time when they hit the Wood Golem species.
They see demons in their abilities, not in their levels. For skilled warriors, the Wood Golem species was a formidable enemy that would never be insulted.
Conversely, for amateurs who make demons out of level and movement alone, the Wood Golem species looks like prey to outfits. All power is masterful, and he's a dull demon who can't help but run. Thus they judge.
But they don't know. That the Wood Golem species become an unparalleled threat in the woods. The foolishness of trying to hunt together enemies with regenerative abilities. And whenever and wherever, 'arm strength alone' means something that is remarkably spoken of.
II. S students, yet, did not know.
"I knew it was just a bump. He's not our enemy."
Valerie wears armor, a sword on her right hand, and a shield on her left. He, the third most powerful man in the second S., kicked Marutai, dropped by Oak Golem, and said away plenty of room.
"I'll say it often. You got your shield jumped once. That was cold watching."
It's Abel, his best friend, who lets him slap his hatred against Valerie. He wears a cape from the top of the sea bread and hoodie and holds it so that he pinches a short wand similar to the conductor stick, sarcastically teasing his partner.
"Heh, do you say that? Which one of these days did the proud magic not work?
"Ice, water and thunder are just hard to work with for the Wood Golem species. If I could use the flames without worrying about the fire, I'd be fine."
"Even so, this island has only forests and beaches. Why don't you bring Oak Golem to the beach and use some flaming magic?
"Say stupid. If you do that, the sun will go down."
"No, no, take Camp Fire's place, maybe it's a good idea. Most importantly, you can save yourself the trouble of carrying this Marutai."
It's also something that Abel is used to throwing up, and Valerie returns the scratch with a laugh. Abel hits it back and the caught Valerie makes fun of her partner again.
The eight remaining students laughed dullly at the reward of words that would sound if struck.
A liveliness characteristic of the students enjoying the vacation, arguably fornicating. Of the groups divided into three, the Valerie squad was well on the monster crusade, and their hearts were as clear as the summer sky.
- But there was, indeed, an alarm.
"Gu, ahhhhh!?
"Abelu!?
Until a moment ago, that was supposed to be a tree. It wasn't a horrible oak golem, it was an oak tree from anywhere. It was supposed to be a tree with no philosophy, seen there on this island.
How about that? Haven't the oak trees stretched their branches to chestnut-haired boy students through their roots and crushed them with tremendous momentum? Pressed against his chest and crushed to the best of his power, Abel blew a bubble of blood from his mouth.
"Damn! This guy is Oak Golem!!
Once expressing the power of a demon planted in a mysterious witch, Valerie struck Oak Golem many times with a sword wrapped around a darker aura.
Not a single giant of a servant oak tree, not even a single one before its onslaught, was so lost and breathless that it turned into purple particles.
"Abel! Hey, are you okay, Abel!!
"Hey, ha, ah"
A boy who is falling on his back so that he can plunge into the ground. His chest was shallow and submerged as if he had a crater, and his mouth was filled with blood like whoever it was.
It's serious. It's also life-threatening if you don't treat it immediately.
"[High Heels]!
"is to have a high potion......!
Several students hurried to magic Abel to recover and sprinkle her recovery pills. But the caught chest didn't go back to normal, and the bleeding didn't stop.
"Hey, what's going on! More [heels]! [Heels] Put it on!
"No, you can't! Such a fatal wound, [High Heels] can't cure it!
The voices of screaming students. Valerie's anger also mixes with her sense of sadness.
As it is, Abel dies.
to an emergency as if they had come down and sprung up, but the Valerie squad students could do nothing, just bewildered.
"Mmm, it's a pinch! All right, let's do it!
In another minute or two, Abel was definitely supposed to die. The fatally wounded chestnut-haired boy, as the word 'fatally wounded', was supposed to lose his life.
But Valerie Squad had an amazing arm of Virgin!
White peach Holly Girl, said to bring even the dead back to life, was watching them closely!
"It hurts, of the body, fly away - [Miracle Heels]!
A mysterious white glow emanates from Melissa's hand, which was dispersed and hidden in the branches over the head of the Valerie squad.
It illuminates Abel like sunlight plunging out of a dark cloud, healing his wounded body.
"Ooh, this is......!?
As the students watched, Abel's flesh returned to normal...
However, please don't force me.
"Mi, it's cooler than mince!
"Ugh, yeah eh!!
The submerged chest swells in reverse as if it had been pushed up from the inside and bursts quickly. Flesh and bone splashed as if squeezing the necrotic cells outside, turning one side of the perimeter into a sea of blood.
"Hey, hey, what's going on? Me, me, what happened?
"Hii, hii!?
"I don't have a feeling from the neck down there. It doesn't hurt, it's not hot."
"Hey, don't stop by! Don't stop by, monster!!
In Abel's chest, where she rose, she made a noise and the flesh was pounding. Three colors, vibrant red, pink and white, that can only be served by creatures, play a madness concert.
"Hey, what happened to me? Hey, hey."
"Help me! Help me!!
Students screaming at the sight of traumatic things. But the white peach Virgin watching over them,
"It's all right. He's already saved us."
And, come on, he said something out of focus.
Now, as such, the Valerie squad went into the hell of a snort cry, but the other two squads were largely on track.
"Velvet once back off. I'll take your place. Camilla covers her departure with restraint magic. As soon as the recovery is over, take turns again"
"Got it!
While from an exotic country, Dorothea rose to the second seat of the II S. in one semester. Her strength was real, and among them, she beats François when it comes to command.
That's why the second squad, that it's the first time they've had real combat experience with demons with near levels, could also move as trained, if under Dorothea's command.
If there is a good commander who is not confused, hasty, and above all unassuming, even the recruits defeat the demons. Camilla the Little One was remembering a sentence she heard in class.
Warriors and warriors help each other. Recover in small pieces. Hit one with many. Velvet, out of Takemen, was remembering the guiding principles on the battlefield taught by his father.
Dorothea was in command of the squad, according to the words of those who excelled, those who experienced the battlefield. Without hesitation, he crusaded Oak Golem efficiently everywhere.
Safe if left to her, the students who follow her had increased their confidence, and Dorothea, on whom they depended, had a meaningful time saying that this was a good experience.
In this, the only, if dissatisfied, route sent to support them.
Turning into a little bird, Routou, who was slowly chasing the Dorothea squad, was causing frustration to the students who were going through a solid battle.
(What is that neat way of fighting? If it's a woman, it's one-on-many. Collective combat is the beauty of battle. That silver-haired little girl, after all the fighting to lure her into a slap... yeah, it's still snuggly. Now, isn't it my turn?)
Whether you're looking like a pretty girl or an innocent little bird, the nature of the lutoo is the demonic king, the dragon. mighty beings, but therefore she prefers the mighty to the sumptuous battle, and abhors above all the 'little battle' as the Dorotheas do.
If you ask me, heroic behavior is the favorite of loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. A thousand horsemen, the great struggle of 10,000 injustices is what she seeks, and solidity and prudence do not burn her heart.
Besides, the absence of a crisis means that, this time, there is no turning up of a router. I, Chaos Dragon, am watching you on purpose. Then it would be polite to let one or two of the pinches fall.
and so forth, and a route that seems to be absolutely present, causing selfish frustration to be solicited. The king says he will not tolerate anything, but in her case, no exception, she took one limit when the Dorotheas defeated the third Oak Golem.
"Yeah, you cowardly little rats! That rotten sexual root, my immediate beating back!!
Chaos Dragon is a monster who can be anything. You can be a dragon girl, and you can be an elderly woman. You can turn it into a little bird, like you do now, or even an inorganic object if you want to.
Using that power, Routout turned into Oak Golem.
Flesh like an oak tree and limbs and faces that also look like people. As an integral oak golem with different dimensions, such as abilities and traits, Luttoo stood in front of the Dorotheas.
"You're a pseudo individual. I'm late for discovery, but it's not a big deal."
In front of a suddenly appearing oak tree giant, Dorothea shows no surprise or agitation, and quickly commands the squad to form a formation.
Three avant-gardes. Three Nakagami to take turns. Three guards. And Dorothea in command and the Dorothea squad, which takes a four-step formation and is relative to the route.
To an opponent with low levels and inferior numbers, she doesn't even show fine dust gaps. But Routou, laughing at it with his nose as cowardly, turned his hands to heaven greatly, not to ask him to come.
"[Powerful Aura]!
"[Chain Binding]!
"[Crescent Caliber]!
"[Metal Axe]!
"Supporter" buffs the avant-garde with increased arm strength. Sousales binds enemies with restraint magic. "Sword Dancer" emits a light wave in the form of a three-day moon as it dances, and "Heavy Fighter" slaps a big axe with his full strength.
How to fight using your role instead of simultaneously attacking. It was both the way you taught your greatness and Bartolore's specialty in adhering to rationalism.
Defeat enemies efficiently. The first blow that brings together the power each can have to fulfill its purpose. But they were all bounced back, without causing the enemy to suffer a single scratch, leaving the momentum they struck in reverse.
"... Huh?
Everyone in the Dorothea squad solidified with their eyes round.
Despite the fact that they were in the middle of a battle, they became too surprised and stiff.
It's not that I have no choice. It was natural for them that magic and blades would prevail on oak golems, like fish swimming in water and birds flying in the sky.
Repeat three times, three times common, indisputable facts. That was supposed to be the proven truth, not the aesthetics on the desk that I thought about just the level difference.
That's what was denied from the head. Impossible events cause people to stop thinking when degrees pass. When you lose your mind, people's brains freeze.
The Dorotheas today were in exactly that state.
"Shit! You guys, what's wrong with that body? Enjoy me more! Let them rise to the best of their power!
"Huh!"
If it was Lootoo that froze the Dorotheas, it was Lootoo again that thawed them.
A horrible sounding loooooooo commensurate with Oak Golem's body sounds soaring with one leg at a time. That alone, the students moved out, as they were played, to distance themselves from the oak tree giant.
'What, run away? Are you going to run away pathetically? But I won't let that happen. I'm not going to let any of you live from here.'
"Oh, Oak Golem is talking......!?
"What, this intimidation?!?
Students groan as they shrug away from Oak Golem, who shrugs and shrugs. An instinct as an organism begins to emit the utmost red flag at the signs of the strong coming from the voice.
But why, an oak golem with no weirdness whatsoever, suppresses ourselves so far. Why, speak people's language.
Something is different about him. Where is he, that's not normal.
Vague discomfort. It was trying to engulf the students as an invisible fear.
"Hih!? Lost, level 250!?
Invisible fear unleashed by Oak Golem. It was made visible fear by Camilla's upward voice.
"250!? To, 250!?
"Ho, it's true...! It's 250...!!
Do you not believe Camilla's words or do you not want to believe them again? Everyone on the spot activated a skill [scan] to find out the level of the demon.
As a result, they saw it. 250 numbers, floating overlapping the oak golem.
Around a hundred if it's flat. 140 in places with thick magic vegetables. About 200 even in spiritual mountains and labyrinths. This is the level of the common demon.
Even knights and adventurers are said to have seen fewer than 200. Whether those who live in the city have the opportunity to see it, even if it is more than 150.
So the level of 250 that the students are showing in their sight was somewhere unrealistic.
Will it be easy for them to understand when it comes to the same level as that Kraken, which paralyses traffic throughout the Mediterranean? But Camilla and others, who had first thought of it, had already fainted with white eyes.
"Hih, hih...!
The students wept, rattling and shaking their bodies. In contrast, the route turned into an oak golem, in such a prestigious manner, was proceeding with a relaxed walk.
"Come on, are you ready to travel to the afterlife! With these giant arms, they will crush each and every one of you with care!
The voices of monsters echoing in the woods. And when Lootoo grabbed his fist...
"... um? They must have passed out. '
All the students jumped their consciousness somewhere.
"I even have incontinence. Hmm, I shouldn't."
Returning to the figure of a dragon girl, Luttoo blushed openly at the smell of urine she could stand around.
"Still, Takahiro asked me to take care of you, don't you? I see, this does stink of trouble"
Routoos that roll dori and fallen students with their toes, as if touching dirt as well.
As it was, she went down the mountain, not even so high, rolling the stunned students by the way.
"... voice just now. The one you left to Routou? Well, with him, you wouldn't be in danger."
The third squad, the François squad. The person in charge of this is, from a standpoint, the person responsible.
"Earlier, help me, so, hey, I can hear you, but not a single icon in the MAP has been reduced. You're gonna be okay, maybe."
High-hearing nobles will hear screams and fury no matter how much they respond, but they decided that there was no presence on this island that could be a threat to Melissa or Routou, and dared to ignore those voices.
Because he was full of just taking care of the François squad.
"Now let's move on"
(Hiya! There's a herd over there. - Huh?
A flock of golems simulated on oak trees was 500 meters ahead of François, who walked ahead.
The students serving as scouts had not yet noticed Oak Golem's fiction, and depending on the route Francois chose, it could also be that they would be surrounded by herds.
If that happens, the dangers of the squad will jump. Worst case scenario, there could be a dead man.
It's a demon, isn't it? Outdoors, huh? It's not a school labyrinth, is it? You deserve to be more cautious than this, don't you? Damn, you're licking those guys!
No one is harder to handle than the one who took care of himself in one or two victories and was confident in vain. They always try to be efficient. I try to increase the number of enemies because I could afford to win.
We do not doubt our defeat, but cease to doubt because we believe that victory will last forever. If you win once, you'll never lose or you'll start coming high.
And we think somewhere in our minds that we won't die. The students certainly had a sense of omnipotence due to immaturity.
(Whoa, whoa! [Neck hunting]! [Heart piercing] Huh! [Mirage Dagger] in [Mirage Body]!
But if you let them die because of how immature they are, your majesty will bear a tremendous sin. Though the story of the drifting destinations, when it comes to noble children, the sons of the great merchants, even rescue was unavailable - their parents would turn their anger toward nobility without a place to go.
Neck exposed to jail time, torture, and cleavage. If he escapes, the assassin may be released. Sorry for such a troublesome situation, Guitar turned desperately to cover the François squad.
He jumped into a herd of oak golems and swung the knife in his hands as far as he could. He hunted his neck, pierced the steeple and split his body and knife. A noble man who demonstrated all the power he could have and cleaned up the oak golem as quickly as he could think of. I could tell you that what makes him sweaty is that he has no choice.
"Oh, Marutai is so much. Could it have been Oak Golem's nest?
"Maybe you ate together. Ha ha."
Students slowly pass over the noble majesty blending into the shadows of the woods trees and exhaling rough breaths. They didn't even pick up Marutai and headed up the mountain, wondering if they had such a carefree conversation that they didn't think they were in the demonic forest.
(Ha ah!? Why!? With all this, you can put together about four or five tents!? I'm going to build a mansion!
Is it only that we want to obtain the Marutai in our own hands? The students move on without even looking back.
I had no choice but to follow you.
"Funnulaba!
Again, the François,
"Yeah, yeah, no!
All I can think of is deliberate.
"Oh, my God!
thrust into the herd of oak golems,
"Ugh!!
Your strength was severely shredded.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! This is it, this is the last herd! There are hardly any demons on this island anymore!!
Guitar, who stabbed Marutai in the last oak golem, leads to the vanishing giant, only to say that he has run out of essence, but he fell on both knees.
"Yes, no, not yet. One last thing, I have to complain to François, not to mention Hugh. Hey, scold him, then let's go to bed as long as we want."
Standing up fluttered and shaking his body, Guitar heads toward those who have the Francois squad as he thinks fit. Walk desperately, trying to say something to the students who are flowering in their brains.
"Damn, if this is the case, we should have stopped it first. We should have done anything in the Blue Sky class and taught them the dangers of real life. Uh, humans, we shouldn't be laying around."
Noble Daisy pees down the mountain with bumps and complains. Keep your hands and feet moving mechanically toward where the students would be.
Then, losing the more, the characteristic vertical roll of blonde hair began to look beyond the woods -.
"... hmm? Well, what is it? Purple...... fog? First things first!
Ogi directly next to the François squad. From them were gathered purple particles, or magic vegetables, in the position of blind spots.
The magic vegetables gathered as they wrapped around a vortex became purple balls as tight as eggs, and quickly, they cracked.
Breaking through the sides, a scale-covered arm popped out. I made sure to pull out the bottom, my legs and tail poked the earth. And then he blew up the shell's heavenly edge, and the face of the great lizard appeared.
The large lizard, wrapped in blue scales all over his body, did not crawl on all fours, but moved his slightly golden eyes while remaining upright. And when he materialized the silver gavel and armor and wondered if he had whimpered several times, he roared like a crier.
This demon is the unique monster feared in the western part of the eastern continent, the Mourning Lizardman. Take it to level 150. Featuring a handsome movement and tears of worn out and dripping poison, Lizardman does not look good on that crying face and persists in attacking humans.
We were attacked by this demon, but at the end of the day, it is said that the victim will have the same face as the mourning Lizardman, i.e. a face that was snuffed with tears. Not so brutal a unique monster would condone fine dust, even if a student who is not even twenty years old is his opponent.
That's François', right next to him.
Theoretically, a unique monster can be a place where demons can be found and can appear anywhere. That's what shows up in the streets, and even in the flower gardens. However,
"Nothing, I wouldn't have to go out to a place like this!!
No way, on such a small island, that would also appear right next to the students, something even noble could have expected.
"François, run! Ooh!
"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!
"What?"
It was almost at the same time that your great cry and the mourning Lizardman emerged from the shade of the tree. By the time I realized it was already late, the two metre old lizard with the gavel in both hands set up a rampage on the defenseless girl -.
And, as far as his power was concerned, he shook down a gavel on François' head.
"Damn!"
"Shh, shh, shh...?
A silver hammer that was supposed to crush the girl's head like a watermelon.
It struck directly at the dark-haired young man who jumped in and rocked his brainy temper.
"Ki, [Stun] effect, but. Not good."
At the end of the day, you lost consciousness.
"Mm, uhh... huh?
A dark consciousness slowly surfaces out of the darkness.
Blurred vision joins the statue step by step.
And in my sight, when I recognized that it was a starry sky full of heaven - Noble Daisy jumped out of momentum.
"Lizardman Ha!? F, what happened to François!?
Quickly looking around, Guitar realized that the sun was setting, that he was moving to the beach.
From the fact that there is no sign of a unique monster, it can be seen that the crisis has taken off for the time being. But we don't know how many victims there were. Worst of all, it was also well thought that the François squad was wiped out and the rushed Melissa, Lutu, defeated the mourning Lizardman.
François and the others could be dead. More and more cold sweat erupted from your body into the idea of "maybe".
- but
"Doctor, if you wake up all of a sudden, it's bad for you."
"François!?
The person worried about cheapness, nothing, was sitting behind his back.
"Oh, come on! What has happened since then?!? What happened to them!?
At the edge of the woods and sandy beaches, a blonde vertical rolled girl sitting in the shape of a front seat strokes the shoulders of a stuffed noble man and grins.
"It's okay. We're all safe. The mourning Lizardman, we crusaded"
"Oh... well, ah"
Attracting a noble man who sat down with a nagging waist out, François put his head on his lap. And
"It's okay. Because it was okay."
I stroked your great head several times as I spoke.
As it were, neither of us said anything, five minutes, enough and time flies by. On a sandy beach lit by the moon and the stars, the two of them were just there.
Nobody, say anything, in the silence where all you can hear is the sound of the waves. It was François who opened his mouth.
"I'm sorry, Doctor"
"... oh? What are you talking about?
Being blurred out of tiredness and relief, Noble University did not turn its thoughts well and was unable to respond immediately. Even though they said I was sorry, I didn't immediately think of what it was about.
To him like that, François drops his words as if he were penitent, pompous, pompous.
"We were on track. I had scattered training, so when the actual battle worked, I was mistaken. As a result, I injured my teacher."
"Oh, you mean that"
That was what you were trying to scold me about. Training and action are different, don't jump yourself in danger, that's what I was going to scold you for.
Without attempting to do so, it takes the form of being struck at the forefront, and Guitar no longer has the words to spit out, silently listening to François.
"The teacher's efforts allowed us to be more comfortable than we thought we were in distress. The hunger was full, the thirst healed, and the night allowed me to sleep in peace. Life on the island passed, as if it were part of a school trip. That would be rude, but we let that diminish the sense of crisis."
"Well, you do. Exactly."
Guitar nodded, yeah, while he fell asleep, wondering if you noticed that. To his chief consent, François skews his face spicy and still never clogs his words, continuing the conversation.
"To go out of our way to crusade demons, etc., that was a manifestation of our arrogance, our stupidity. As if I were going out fox hunting, I thought about hunting demons, etc. Unlike foxes, demons threaten our lives... and we decided everything without consulting our teacher. So, I'm sorry that my teacher helped me and caused my teacher injury..."
"Uh, well, don't worry about it. Be careful from now on."
On François' spicy face, Guitar can't even say tough words. But François finally burst into tears just because it was so hard.
"Oh, man. Don't cry. Hey. I don't care."
"It's not. Doctor, no."
François just cries whoa, even if the noble daddy who woke up his body comforts him. Nobunaga, who treats women poorly, doesn't even know what to do, and, uh, so, uh-huh, so he's whining.
I guess François finally couldn't stand that attitude, which could be called purity. I began to tell one truth with tears spilling, just saying from here that it was true penance.
"Wow, I'm, I'm really a sweet woman. It's the most plausible story, and she's an inferior woman who fakes herself. The truth is, I didn't want to hunt, I just wanted my teacher, my teacher, to compliment me. Shh!
"Huh? Huh, what's that..."
"When I was adrift on the island, when I met my teacher, I felt destined. Even on this side of the border, the teacher filled my chest that he would show up before me. But soon, I began to feel jealous. Whenever I went to see her, Melissa and Loutou followed her closely. Even Mr. Yumiel stayed by the teacher for a while. I usually find myself smiling at that friendly appearance... because the teacher assumed that we were on this island to help me, or because I created an ugly jealousy"
Guitar listens in silence to François's confession, which sparks tears.
"As I've said before, I like teachers. As one man, I love my teacher. But there are always attractive women around the teacher, and they and the teacher, they are at ease. Usually, I would try to blend into that ring, never think of breaking it, etc., but I guess I was crazy. By showing my teacher the good things, I thought about catching my teacher's attention. I am not a child. I wanted my teacher to see that I was a single adult who could do this. So I, for the most apparent reason, endorsed the words of my classmates inviting me to hunt… this is my truth. This is who I really am."
I ran out to the end, and I couldn't find any words to speak to François, who cried me out, and Noble Daughter just sat quietly down next to her.
As it was, time passed, and eventually even as François stopped crying, you were silent and staring into the dark sea.
What does he think? What words can I say next? When François, anxious, glanced at you with his reddish eyes, you finally opened your mouth.
"I used to do stupid things when I was a student."
"What?"
To the abrupt story of your greatness, now François raised his voice of doubt.
"Potion all-you-can-drink tournaments or horse shit throwing matches. He was graffitiing on the flags of hostile teams, dressed as a woman and catching stupid men. That's why I did whatever I wanted without even thinking about the annoyance of people."
"The teacher, is it? Oh no..."
You laughed at François bewildered.
"A kid is such a thing. I don't even think about people, and when I do, I want to be cool. From a person's point of view, I would do something stupid, or move with my mind without thinking about it later. Whatever. You're a kid."
François flashes up in the past of the great who saw him as the ideal teacher. Forgetting to cry, he turned to her with his mouth open, and your daughters turned to the face of the evil kid himself.
"But it's strange, when you grow up, you stop doing that naturally. You realize for yourself how stupid you are, someone scolds you, you lose your youth, and we're all going to grow up. Well, some of them are always bad. If you noticed yourself, you wouldn't stretch your back, but if you did, you'd grow up."
"Doctor..."
From the hand placed on his head, the words seemed to creep in, and François felt his heart healed by all that.
"I am. Someone in a slightly more difficult position. I've got a lot of problems, and I've got a lot to keep from you. So, I like it. Whatever they say, then I can't think about being a lover, and I don't want to think about it. But if everything you're carrying is gone and you're completely free to tease, you can look for something to carry again..."
Does it smell annoying to talk to the end, or did it get lit up on the way again? Guitar, who slept on the beach, never saw François again, tied his mouth to the letter to him and stared at the starry sky.
"So if I grow up and my teacher is free, then..."
"Hmm? Did I say something?
"No, it's nothing."
I got my smile back, blonde girl.
Her whining disappeared, distorted by the sound of the waves.
Two weeks have elapsed since the students of the Royal Gran Feria School, Higher Department's Biennial S group drifted away.
Recall the brave men who were traveling far north and crusade against Kraken. Officials went as fast as they could, but this was the only time that two weeks had passed.
Confirming Kraken's crusade, the knights hurried onto dragon cages and battleships. Two weeks. The number of days that food in hand alone cannot survive. In order to connect lives, we must collect water and hunt for food on our own.
Besides, we must also protect ourselves from demons and wildlife and watch out for diseases and injuries. Sleeping beds must be secured and what is to be worn must also be washed and procured.
When it came to whether or not the students could do it - it was a question.
"Hurry! It's urgent! It also leads to diplomatic issues!!
The leader of the Kingsguard Knights, who boarded the dragon cage, was unusually golden.
It's not just the sons of powerful aristocrats and big merchants. Among the students is the Fourth Princess of Bartoloa, a large country adjacent to Easwind.
Bartolore and Easwind were friends who cut territory and fought decades ago. That, in nominal terms, would have caused the Princess sent for friendship to die - and the Great War, which would bisect the eastern continent, would have begun again.
That was all that had to be prevented, and the members of the Knights drove the dragon.
And when they looked around at the islands floating in the Mediterranean and eventually reached one uninhabited island, they saw.
"A brisk fish, I caught it!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Young people who are burning healthy in the day and glowing over their exhilarating muscles.
"Increase! We need to build more!
"In this land too, the glory of His Majesty the King!
The young people who are putting together a whole lot and building a little mansion.
"Yeah Bubba......! Yeah Bubba......!
And on a cruise ship connected to the shore, they set a big fire to the young people who are circling around them.
The knights did burn the young men who lived on deserted islands into their eyes -!
"... apparently we were worried uselessly"
"Let's go home."
"Right."
Five men and women, sleeping on the beach, glared at the flock of flying dragons as they flew away.
"I wonder what it was? That."
"Come on, I don't care. More than that, Doctor, uh."
"Yeah. Yeah, yummy"
"Phew, I'm glad."
An unnamed island, where burnt boys and girls + alpha live on the day. I wonder how many years and decades they will continue to live in this land.
Eventually we will have children, raise them, and develop a single kingdom. When will that be the day you meet Easwind?
No one knows that yet.
"U-turn! U-turn!"
"We the rescue team! We rescue teams!
"What, that's a rescue squad? - Huh?
"Cam Burke! Heh Pumi! Herupumi!
Residents living on an unnamed island treading on the land of Easwind seemed out of sight, close.