Half-elves Fall in Love

For now, it's a good thing I got my temper up.

"Ho. First we have to dig out Diel... 's body and the dots."

Suddenly it's a challenge.

First of all, this white meat chunk of the Holy Beast, super big.

When it comes to rooms, it's a huge room to say in the labyrinth. Normal, but the whole house goes in perfectly.

It's a huge room at the deepest end, 150 meters per side. Diel is said to be confused somewhere in this spectacular disgusting state that it is about 70% wide and covers only 3-5 meters high with meat.

While that Diel is here, it doesn't mean he suddenly burns it down with Lyla's braces.

"I don't have a clue. Why don't we just slit it?"

As Mr. Deane approaches one hand with his sword and waves a single machete down, a gucholi and sudden horse leg are generated from the meat, suddenly popping out with a kick-like procedure behind him.

"Become!?

Barely Mr. Deane avoids it with a back turn and takes the distance.

The leg sticks out of the meat as it is and is probably shaken.

"It's like a nasty active slime."

"One of the heads of a corner horse sticking out around there... must have been recognized as an enemy by one of them. You're a pain in the ass."

Aurora gavels at Mr. Deane's blur with a bitter face.

"Then cut off the sticking heads one by one...?

It's a hassle, but it's worth a shot.

Bonaparte's old man lines up next to Mr. Deane. Next to it, Angelos and Aurora also advanced.

Nodding, rushing out silently.

"Ahhh!!

"Yep!!

Zaku, the neck of a corner horse that is cut off with zaku.

In contrast to the Angelos, who beat each one to the full, Mr. Deane and Bonaparte's old man stroke almost like a mower of grass.

"If you try to do it all, you don't have a spark."

"Let's get to some point.... Whoa."

Put it down for a few seconds from the start of the attack and the leg kicking rambling from the meat begins.

Mr. Deane and Sir Bonaparte, who vividly avoid it. The Angelos don't seem to have room for that much artistry, so they hurry and take the distance.

"My head's not sticking out anymore."

"Maybe you have a head buried in the meat..."

"Good luck then!

Angelos bites his teeth.

Damn, do you have any hands?

"Is there a steeple or something? Dr. Hilda might..."

"I can't, Apple. I can't believe you have so many heads like that that you can chop them off... it's not within your medical knowledge."

Absolutely.

"Angelos, can't you attack from a distance with a shockwave or something more than that!?

"Don't be silly! You know that because I've eaten it, that one has very little killing power, it can only be used for traction! Does this meat chunk make sense? No!

Speaking of which, yeah.

I'm gonna blow it up, but the injury itself wasn't much, is it?

"No, you're not."

Bonaparte's old man says as he swoops through the kicks that are punched in one after the other.

"It depends on how you type... these artists are possible too!

Sir Bonaparte slaps his sword wide, wielding and stretching legs together and breaks it, knocking a blow with a backswing in the meat behind it.

And then the meat mass... bursts hard.

"Wow!?

"Sir Bonaparte!?

White meat creeps away, and it's about 10 meters of big hole and blood. I can do the whole thing.

"A water bag if you also poke at the flesh of a creature. Fluids don't cause blast attack... unnecessary brutality is strictly forbidden to use on people."

"... Kensei Seriously Scary"

Selene snorts with her face drawn to my thoughts.

"But if you beat it up, why don't you go to Diel, who's supposed to be inside?"

"If you ask me, yes."

Sir Bonaparte returns reluctantly to his neck drop after being pointed out by Mr. Deane.

"Yes, regardless of medical common sense... is there a Tane that can identify Diel's location, Mr. Hilda"

"What do you mean?

"When you treated my leg, you were measuring my condition with a magic flow or something."

"That's the field of medical common sense, the flow of a person's body to healing has a pattern... Ah"

Pong, and Mr. Hilda hit him in the hand.

"Yes, if this is all bullshit creatures, there must be regularity in the giant flow of life energy, not the microscopic one... then you can determine foreign matter from the bias of life force when you get scratched!

"To?"

What are you suddenly saying that sounds like a different dimensional word, this guy?

"Everybody back! Waiting for recovery!!

"Waiting for recovery!?

Suddenly Mr. Hilda started partitioning.

"I mean, the Holy Beast now...... Blakecore, that's the slime. All in all, one. This kind of overresilient life is inherently energy biased where it matters, and resilience is needed in large quantities. And the easy part about polishing is the premise of polishing less in the first place, and the performance is biased so that you can recover quickly with a little force. But it was infinitely resilient, except for this kid who split his brain, his legs, his mouth, his gut all he wanted. Maybe... energy will be distributed evenly everywhere."

"... uh?

"Conversely, the amount of renewable energy sent from the overall volume and shape can be reversed. If there's a part of you that swallows and maintains foreign matter when you hurt someone a lot, the amount of energy from it will lag behind, right? All you have to do is identify the location using triangulation procedures."

"... Mm, difficult"

When I make a weak noise, Mr. Deane smiles.

"It's not hard. The point is to stand over there and listen to the sound, and narrow down the location of the source by identifying the direction you heard in two points. That's all."

"I know somehow that life energy and the neighborhood..."

"That's right."

Mr. Hilda looked a little troubled.

"I hope I can calculate the overall volume bias because I can estimate it."

…………

We face each other.

I mean, I have to look over this pile of meat and see out where it's recessed and all the excitement.

Maia becomes a dragon body, bringing her neck to the ceiling critical.

On top of that, Bonaparte's old man and Selene rode, and a volume-specific operation began.

"You have a neck on the other end. It's a prototype, probably 4.8...... no, there's 5 meters"

"Yes, yes, and... this place is dented, isn't it?"

"Mm-hmm. It's 50 centimeters deep, that's a round dish. The diameter is 7 meters."

Bonaparte's old man's right eye has special performance on top of good vision.

It's a guy called "Out of Space".

In addition to being able to visually and constantly break through phantoms and boundaries, this seems to be an off-digit spatial grasping ability that allows you to grasp distances to the subject, magnitude at eye mass, and length measurement almost accurately.

"... you can't defeat Lord Bonaparte with those eyes with a crossbow."

Mr. Deane sighs.

Well, that was a horrible, plain but powerful performance to have an exceptional swordsman hold on to.

And Selene is a sketchmaker. It depicts a sea of meat in a bird 's-eye view on the lining of a cape borrowed by Diel Nchi as a travel costume.

... I let Maia play the stepping stone role simply because she had a smaller dragon body than Lila. He was only filling 70% of the room, and in Lyla, he was going to step on the edge.

"So - I did -"

The sketch is complete in about 30 minutes.

Mr. Hilda starts to estimate the amount of energy from there.

"I think it's so different to drink for each person."

"I was swallowed up by a sea of meat like this and said, 'Alive,' Nice thing. When I believe your point. I don't know how many days I've been out of here before, but there's got to be a lot of energy to keep the people I've taken in alive. Digest it, keep it alive for whatever reason, there must be more energy being used than the amount of meat being reduced"

"In war, enemy soldiers are better off half-killing and letting them escape than killing, but only for caregivers."

"Mr. Deane, I wonder what that analogy is..."

Apple keeps from looking at blood, meat and all sorts of arrogant meat chunks.

"It fits pretty well.... If not, he's a liar at Nice Thing, or Diel, how tough you are, and you even drilled a hole in the floor after being taken in and ran away. Either way, don't hesitate to let Lila do it."

"Ho. Leave it to me"

Lila tenses her chest as she arms up.

... Gorks looked a little anxious when he saw us doing what we did when we created Slushla and non-standard Holy Beast measures.

"... hey Irina. I feel like if we did badly, we might have gotten our hands on more horrible people than the military, please."

"Well.... Shouldn't I be happy to at least not imitate that it's an execution but an exile and buying grudges?

Christie also nods at Irina's words.

"Unexpectedly, Diel... you have unfolded as set by Mr. Nice Thing. … If we can manage the Holy Beast here, at least…… the elves of our family will admit that it is worth bearing a mortal vision on them"

I hope so.

The calculation is over, and the meat mass of the Holy Beast is almost finished healing the wounds.

At the point where Sir Bonaparte had just blown up, Sir Bonaparte once again stood.

Mr. Deane also lays down his sword in a position of line symmetry.

"If you had Diel in that position, you'd be out."

"Bet around here."

Mr. Hilda said so softly.

... Well, it certainly doesn't bother me too much.

And I'll make the order.

"Three, two, one,... Go!

Dorubber, and blood columns stand simultaneously from each of the two positions.

The meat chunks were roughly the same.

... Mr. Deane, how clever are you to produce the same power as Sir Bonaparte (Great Sword) with a one-handed sword that doesn't have enough ruler or weight on top of your unfamiliar?

"Recovery energy, I'll read it!

"Ha!"

Selene, who knows how to recover, sees a chunk of meat in sharing with Mr. Hilda.

That eye should see the powerful healing energy of the flesh mass that fills the wound.

"... there is a recovery anomaly! Left...... uh 20 degrees, 20% strength!

"Forty degrees to the right, 40% strength...... ok, down there!

Two people identify the direction. At the same time, the attack flies from the surrounding meat mass.

"Dangerous sister, go!

"Get down, Selene, you!

Mr. Deane and Sir Bonaparte simultaneously wipe out the leg attack.

but right after that, selenium and mr. hilda diagonally back, a sharp lizard peeps out of the meat that blew half-blown.

Horn. Icon of a Horse. That peeks as a nasty trap.

"Behind you!!

I'll run out, but I can't make it to the corner where the momentum pops up.

but.

'Ha ha!!

Aurora and Angelos, who were near me, were launching shockwaves at the same time.

That's trailing through my legs when it's easier...... or blowing myself up and hitting the four guys there directly instead of the flesh-chunk wound toge......

"Ugh!?

"Ahhh!

The four blown away escape the threat of a lizard with a single hair.

"Lyla! Maia!

"Ho!"

"I know!

The two instantly become dragon bodies, stretching their heads and wings under the four dancing in the universe to catch them.

A kick foot strikes you both from the bottom, but it's just a dragon, not even a vik.

"See you there."

"Yes."

Lyla checks with Mr. Hilda and goes through the meat chunks with those nails.

Behind the deep wound that was torn open, I saw something like a membrane of an unfamiliar egg.

"Be careful."

"If you're kicked like this, you're in danger."

On Lila's neck, arms, belly, dokadoka and kicking feet from the meat chunks are struck.

Regardless of the first blow, if you keep kicking again and again, you'll rock yourself into the boulder.

"I'll take care of it!

Jeanne ran out there. On my hand is the Hoshi Hagane dagger I got at Diel's Hall.

"Ho!... Jeanne, please!

Lyla clutches the kicking leg under her body together, presses her body against it, and holds it down so that it is not directed at Jeanne.

From that gap in my body, I also jumped in and poked my sword at the meat mass.

"Ten men long!

"Hurry up, Jeanne! … I can do it if I'm about to dig meat"

You're good at it.

Jeanne returns and laughs bloody and digs Diel behind the meat wall with her.

Just a few minutes of work was felt for hours.

On his back, Lyla is kicked by a lot of legs, growling bitterly.

It may not be just the legs. Maybe the dragon scales have also been subjected to sharp attacks that pierce them.

To protect me and Jeanne, Lila would take it all. You will never retreat.

So we have to hurry.

"Ten men long, out of the way! Your hands are blunt!

"Wow, bad..."

Zeezer, I'm the only one with about half of Jeanne's work going on. Dwarves are strong on boulders.

No, because you're working hard for Lyla?

"... bastard"

... right.

I'm not stuck here for a second.

I'm Lila's.

Jeanne's.

... because he's your husband.

"Don't give up. I'm tired. As strong as your enemies are."

"Ten men long..."

"You must be Lila's husband. You've decided to make everyone happy with him."

Turn to yourself, I call you bumpy.

"Throw a stone without a weapon. Spread the sand without the stones. There's still got to be something you can do. You haven't done anything yet, you haven't done anything yet."

Ignite the possibilities in me.

I'm not the strongest warrior. Nor is he a brave man chosen by God.

But it wasn't like that. I...

Humans.

There must be more we can do.

"Jeanne, back off!

Let's go......!

"Whoa, whoa!

The sword rips the flesh.

Carve light into the meat.

The technology turns just paper into a shield that prevents Ace Knight from fisting.

Turn it into a sword that cuts a sandalwood desk.

And if you turn it upside down, you can even turn a shield against Ace Knight's fists into just a piece of paper.

I got this sword to ask for that kind of skill.

I can.

Yes, to me.

The power to make changes, not break them.

I have the power to overcome any difficulty with ingenuity and cooperation.

"Jeanne, now, slash it!

I carved a lot of clutter all over the surrounding meat wall in a minute, and I vacate the place for Jeanne.

Jeanne seemed distracted by my weird movements, but she was told and rushed to wave the dagger.

"... Wow!?

And I was stunned that when that wall was exactly easier than pudding, it would cut.

"Hey, what are you just ten people long!?

"That's all right. Get Diel quick!

... No, this move, Jeanne didn't see the real thing.

Diel was wrapped in something like thin skin of an egg.

Take on that Diel with Jeanne and get out of Lyla's belly.

And I was stunned to see how Lyla was doing.

"Lyla!?

"Ku... was fast. I thought it would take a while."

Lyla was eating off her neck, gripping and fighting hard as she was pierced with horns all over her body.

Keep your belly motionless.

"Enough, Lyla, come here!

"Ho... let me do that, more"

Lyla became a human body before she could finish her words and fell to the ground.

I've been waiting for that lila, and a lot of legs are coming at me.

There, Angelos and Aurora slipped in with one hair in between, in time.

"Let it be!!

"That's it!!

Aurora's sword cuts off her leg and Angelos's sword blows up every meat mass at the root of her leg.

... Angelos, have you mastered it already?

"Back off, Andy!

"Out of the way, human!

Angelos lifts Lyla and withdraws. Behind me that follows, a terrible cold air winds up.

Maia's all-powerful blizzard brace.

Frozen hell that freezes the room all at once.

It's a fearsome power move indoors with no escape for cold air.

And then everyone pops out of the room, and the meat chunks freeze.

"Ha... ha... ha..."

Mission, end of the first phase.

...... oh.

It's still the first stage.

(cont 'd)