Gear Drive

Already, 50 Wolves, hunting.

No matter how much, too much.

Was it attracted to the smell of potage?

But (...), really (...), it's rack (...).

We were about to meet the dawn.

Just a little.

Just a little bit, the area is getting brighter.

I'm starting to see the view.

"In a mountain fire that was Cardiff, demons are flowing".

Yes, the golden girl said.

That's probably right.

Otherwise, you can't possibly encounter such an unusual number of wolves.

A girl asked me what I was going to do with her bedroom after a late dinner with her partner.

The male escort sees the fit and rests, but I stay awake until morning, and he tells me that I will come with him.

It was a strange experience.

At Lady Chantilly's suggestion, the Kulukan girl sat at the end of the bed.

As she put her arms together and meditated her eyes, the body sitting stopped, pitched and as if anchored in space.

After a while, I hear a little sleep.

The posture hasn't collapsed at all.

Is this also a gift of training?

But now, when the demons come, what will they do...

... No, she's already, fully, protected me.

As long as she's resting between the bundles, I'll protect you all with this sword.

But that, I guess, was thoughtful.

Suddenly, she stood.

Until earlier, I did sleep.

With the shaking of the bed, the great lady and the lady, get up.

The flames blowing out of the ground have grown.

The golden finger points into the woods.

"... that way. Wolf, number, 12......"

……

"Coming from 30 Mel Away"

I say amazing things in a fallen asleep voice.

Oh no... even if you stay away from me like that, I know...

I will beat up the two escorts and prepare for the raid.

These two brought in quite a few handlers, too.

Immediately awake, we all lay down our swords.

Gah... Gah...

Koh... Goh...

Close.

There's a lot of them... they sure are.

12...... tough.

On the hand holding the sword, only slightly, tension runs.

One person can afford it, but now, we have to defend the bed behind a few mels.

Give yourself up, but you can't let it through...

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr......

Gwwwww......

─ ─ ─ ─ Gyuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!

It was sudden.

Behind you, something rubs, sounds.

In front of the enemy, but unexpectedly, I looked behind me.

At that time, it was the moment when both hands of gold were swung down.

─ ─ ─ ─ Shhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Next to my face (...), something spinning (...), passing (...).

"─ Huh!!

I embarrassed myself by unwrapping the arrangement and pursuing it with my eyes.

The flying "something" is sucked into the woods.

─ ─ ─ ─ Gi, Gayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

─ ─ ─ ─ Quang, quang, gifo!!

... this is, screaming, is it?

From the woods, where Wolf would be, a pitiful squeal, echoes.

... a while later, only one, Wolf came out of the woods.

I'll be right back, but things are weird.

... Doesn't work?

If you look closely, there are golden rings around your neck and legs.

... What's that?

Zash!

─ ─ ─ ─ Quang......

─ ─ ─ ─ ……

Fallen.

I get it.

He's already dead.

Oh, my God... Oh, my God...

"... Auntie..."

"It's okay, Chantilly..."

The noise now was too irritating for Miss Chantilly......

For example, a large number of Wolf bodies, coupled with the smell, will no longer sleep...

Poor thing......

"Hey, that Wolf, where have you been?

One of the escorts raised his voice.

Unexpectedly, I see where Wolf fell earlier.

... None.

He was alive?

No, you're not!

It's this girl (...).

Actually, I saw it, of course not.

There was just unwavering certainty.

A golden glove swept through the shaking lady's hair.

"Ah..."

"... it's okay. It's okay. I will, I will."

"... yeah!

In a gentle, sleepy voice, she said,

The lady who heard that,... no, not just the lady.

Even I, it was a loving voice, feeling absolute relief.

Then, the lady, falls asleep again.

The cough is settling, too.

The girl sat in bed again, put her arms together and stopped moving.

The expression on the faces of the two guards who removed the helm contained a sense of respect for her.

The same thing happened about four times.

She said the enemy's direction and number before we could see it.

Most of them were swept away before we checked the number of wolves.

So far, the wolf I've slashed is two (...).

Heh, it's like, it's a dream.

Isn't this part of the fairy tale?

Soon, the morning sun will climb.

It was a long night before dawn.

"Mmm..."

"... Morning, Chantilly"

"Auntie...... good morning!

"Shit!... Chantilly, look"

"Huh? Ah..."

"Shh... Shh..."

"Hey..."

"Yes, you are..."

"... hehe"

I know what it's like for a lady to laugh.

If you're so strong, and you sleep so relaxed, you're going crazy.

Someone said that the two escorts, too, were completely drowsy.

They, too, had been able to create a strange look: smiling bitterly, with respect.

--------The light, it sailed.

"--Ahh."

"It's dawn..."

It's hard to put the sights of this time into words.

At first, let's say this.

We (...), in the light of the sun (...), saw her for the first time (...), saw (...).

As everyone watched, the sun began to shine upon her sleeping armor.

First, there was light in the blink of an eye.

The little crown, twirling, was turning.

The pattern of the surface bounces light and glitters.

The reflection immediately attracted the spot's gaze.

Mask.

The, too famous, fornicator mask.

Its pattern, shape and character.

It doesn't suck to be told this is real, a golden mask.

Broiled by the sun, in its corners, the border of light dwells.

Body.

The discomfort when only looking at the mask disappears whenever there is more area to be illuminated.

Suitable.

This Yoroi.

Too fit for this mask.

Its brilliant shapes are never, ever easy to do.

This is certainly built with the idea of protecting it.

By this time, for the first time, I have eyes on her hair.

I wonder why you didn't notice this.

As much as I think so, the golden hair that combs the light, is beautiful.

From the side of the mask, like light, is numbing.

Slowly, slowly climb, the light of the day.

The sunlight streams down the line running to her Yoroi.

That, maybe.

I can only see it at this time.

Unforgettable, a scene.

It's like,

Like an illustration of a picture book,

Fantastic, a sight.

Everyone forgot the words, and saw them.

─ ─ ─ Yes,

The golden thief, Kulukan, was there.

"─ ─ ─ Kurl, Kang, it's...!

In the warm sun, the lady said,

Right......!

The lady has just been noticed...!

Though there are fires in the dark woods, the exact color is not known.

Her armor must have been seared by the flames and looked brown.

As the morning sun danced without flames, the lady saw true gold!

Ha, ha!

Then I realize!

Even in the royal palace, that picture book, because there is!

No more darkness, you can't hide the gold.

Now for the young grass eyes of the lady, intensely! Her figure would be engraved!

Because the brilliance of those eyes, the glorious gold that sees the legendary hero, dwells!

"I...... ok! Why shouldn't I tell you who this guy is!

"Oh... why?

"Because! The fornicator Kulukan would be making an identity of himself...? Only justice, but you can't find out who you are, can you?

"Hehe, right..."

"─ I don't want to! I'd love to, but I won't! 'Cause if I do that, I'm done talking to you!

"Well!"

"Ha...! Exactly!

"Not at all! Hit it!"

In the morning sun, a slight bickering spreads.

Why do you feel so, so sweet?

I forgot, is it because the child's heart is remembered?

In front of me, of the golden girl,

a two-tied hair and a muffler that

It's windy.

"─ Huh!... Morning?... ohhhhh..."