Half-elves Fall in Love

The passage from the room of the Holy Beast became a shockwave waterfall vent during viewing.

Widespread attacks in narrow spaces transform into a concentrated and fearful force because there is no escape.

Neither is the shockwave of the Holy Beast easy to tow now. Even Sir Bonaparte and Angelos, who avoided direct strikes by offsetting them with their own shockwaves, couldn't stop the ensuing shockwave fury and were bounced off like balls of balls of balls and hit by walls.

"Ha!

"Guru... this..."

Further attacks are imminent.

Sir Bonaparte raised his goggles to identify that attack, barely rolled over and dodged, but Angelos cannot do such a craftsmanship. He is beaten more and more by the shock waves that have struck him again and more times by walls without even breathing.

"Anzeroth!!

Hold me down trying to jump out, Mr. Deane jumps from side to Angelos to rescue me from the front angle of the aisle.

but even that Mr. Deane felt caught in the shockwave while holding Angelos and managed to escape by making sure he crawled through the wall.

"Everybody off the wall!

Diel screams, hands on the wall, cuts complicated marks, and casts a spell.

Then a rainbow light runs on the wall, and the passage closes even as it swoops into the shock wave.

"Ha... ha..."

Diel kneels in disappointment.

"... do you really do it, human? The battle to remodel the labyrinth and disrupt nature."

"Diel."

Almost naked figure with thin skin still sticking to her complexion. Diel opened his mouth while the other clan chiefs rushed to cover it with capes and such.

"With the entrance and exit of the forest, it is our fault that we failed to notice the anomaly of the Holy Beast while also entrusting ourselves with the management of the Holy Beast Labyrinth. The end is what our red clan should wear."

…………

I thought you told me to do something about it, but when I thought about it, it was a dialog of niceties. I have too much trouble with my face as it is.

"It is also what the Holy Beast deserves. No one else is responsible for leaving it to their immortality to become alien. Besides, I can't tell anyone that putting the Holy Beast back together won't do the same again. I mean, what you do is too dangerous. It might mean nothing."

You know what?

I kicked back Diel's warning.

"Whose fault is it, what's the point, what about that? I'm not the one who's mad at a lonely, crying kid for being so weak in your heart, or for being convenient to adults."

Hold your fist.

"I have myself there when I can help, when I can reach you. Then you do it. Looking at such a sad guy and pretending not to see him, does he give up and go home saying that he lost his future because he made a mistake, that's what he was destined to do? Do you pull in if you might see it hurting yourself too? I don't care if he's smart like that."

That's right.

That's how a half-elf is abused and abandoned.

I'm not going to imitate that.

I'm Selene and Apple, the guy with the collar on Angelos. So abandoning it is not a good imitation for me to do.

"You're gonna do it to him. Again, the future. A future to share peacefully with someone. Yeah, just one beast. Just that future, what's right if you can't open it. What is Mori Ban and what is the Spirit of Light"

Our happiness.

The time we live is now.

Someone of all sorts older than us, that kind of thought, that kind of prayer was born in a pile.

Because I believe that, I have a duty to connect it to someone else.

That's why I'm here, I believe.

"... ok"

Diel closed his eyes and nodded.

"The Elves of the North Forest, Diel the Red Clan Chief, in this name. Give him all the protection he needs."

Diel cuts a complicated mark and blesses me.

"… the blessing of the chief of the family is a promise of all permission and support under his authority"

"Aurora."

Smile next to me, nodding Aurora.

Leave Angelos to Mr. Hilda, and Mr. Deane will also rise.

"... was it a grasp of the full view of the labyrinth? I mean, from now on, all we have to do is make a map of this labyrinth, right?

Sir Bonaparte laughs lavishly with his goggles down.

"Labyrinth mapping? Well done when I was younger."

Diel lays down a spare cloak and starts writing drawings there.

"I only know the top and second tiers, and the shortest route to this point. All you have to do is look into the rest of this.... but in the last few hundred years, even the population who organize the Labyrinth Attack Team in our family has not cleaned the demons at all. It doesn't mean you're not lurking."

... Oh well. This Diel isn't that Diel, he's been asleep, so Bonaparte's old man or Deane... and you don't even know Lyla exists.

"Just what I want."

"It'll be a good rehab"

Mr. Deane and Sir Bonaparte laugh niggardly and throw away the sheath of weapons.

"I'm coming too"

When Selene stood, Maia and Jeanne continued beside her.

"If you run into demons by yourself, you'll be in trouble."

"I can help you, too."

And as the last squad, with Aurora in the lead, three clan chiefs, other than Diel, lined up to consolidate their sides.

"Dark elves. Diel, please."

"Hmmm.... I haven't spent seventy years without reason since then either"

"With all due respect, I'm a little confident in the sword, too. Empty princess, together."

"Yes.... hehe, I didn't expect the day to come to fight alongside the nobles of the North Forest"

Mr. Deane and Sir Bonaparte complete two units one at a time, two units in the Serene and Aurora squads, and a total of four labyrinth expeditions.

The Baron is our escort, Angelos and Lyla, Diel rests, and Mr. Hilda nurses.

Me and Apple are seriously useless in these situations, so wait.

... Cut it off. This is not cool, but I can't help it.

It took everyone half a day to explore the labyrinth.

Exactly four squads, and pretty fast when it comes to only getting the route.

Still, Serene Squad seemed to have some hiatus occasions, and Maia came home pretty tired.

"Well... Andy, here's the problem"

"Yes."

Complete the entire complex labyrinth view to the lining of the cape and I'll go into the task of reading it in 3D.

If we talk about extremes, the end can be achieved if the labyrinth function itself is broken wherever it is broken.

The problem is the least damaging and effectively degrades the purifying function of Qi.

"Break it and let it bypass..."

"Doesn't it make much sense to just add one more loop?

"Well... but if you" connect "the main line," blocking "will hinder your escape."

"That's right. Or... hmm."

Meet Mr. Hilda in wisdom and worry about how to remodel the labyrinth.

Along the way, Aurora joined the battle for an ops conference.

"How about you drill a vertical hole in your cock?"

"Oh well... that hand"

"How do you break a floor that won't collapse if a 10m demon runs wild...?

"So is that..."

Three hours for a meeting.

Altogether, more than a whole day was about to pass diving into the labyrinth.

It was Angelos who recovered that broke the situation.

"Holes... holes on the floor, right?... Unlike walls, it's not easy to fill, but what do you do?"

"I found that I could counter somewhat if I drilled another hole elsewhere. The problem is how to dig. Lila's dragon body doesn't allow her to move, and Maia is critical."

"I wish I had a hammer that would fit my balls"

Jeanne is blurry, but there's nothing I can do without it.

"Worst, go get the tools once"

"... Hole ah"

Angelos thinks.

"... let's just do it"

"Huh?"

"Take me to that point."

"You dig?

"... me and you will dig"

"... ah!

An example sword that can be engraved, engraved at the point in question.

Angelos' proposal was to change the nature of the floor with engravings.

The prints that soften the floor will temporarily make it possible to dig even with swords, etc., but if you dig the more the prints disappear, the hassle will not change much due to re-carving again.

But why don't you write a tattoo that softens the floor "to gel" and tap into the Angelos shock wave straightening you learned from Sir Bonaparte there?

... If it works, I might be able to get out of the bee at once.

So I finished carving the crest, and Angelos sets it up.

"Ha... hey!!

Angelos sword that jumps up from the big upper section and can be tapped to the floor.

d, there's a sound in my stomach, and the next moment, it explodes.

Gong!!

... dirt and sand blow up and down, holes.

"Do it...... wowwwww!!

And Angelos fell downstairs without being able to land.

... Thanks to the powdery flooring underneath, I could do with a full body khaki-colored sand hell sentence though.

As a result, the air in the labyrinth changed openly.

"Well, then... that's a toddle"

"Ho ho. It's finally time."

Normally, the labyrinth has a slight restorative function, and some building material damage is slowly repaired along the "chi" flow.

but no great damage is envisaged to change the flow of "chi" completely.

From now on, this labyrinth will continue to drool with dirty tempers that I do not believe have passed through the labyrinth, unless some procedure is applied.

The race was thrown.

"Diel, open it."

"Okay.... Tell you what, just because you're no longer immortal doesn't mean anyone can win"

"I know."

Dael nods, hands on the wall, and casts an opening spell.

We have Lyla and Maia over here. When it comes to the sacred beast of a servant if attacked with a brace......

... Wait.

"... the braces won't arrive if you get hit so hard by shock waves..."

"Here. What are you saying now?"

Lyla smiled invincibly, dashing once and for all at the door she began to open.

"Lila!?

Put aside a moment, a shockwave storm that will be revealed.

Through it, Lyla tries to kick the walls against each other, forcing them into the room.

"Lilah!!

"Leave it to me!! To this extent...... Grr!!

Dogoo, and there was a sound of something slamming against the wall.

There's a shock wave in Lyla's body.

"Sister Lyla!!

"Dear Lila!

Jeanne and Maia try to follow later, but they can't get through the aisle because of the shockwave storm emitted by their margins.

"Damn, no matter how much the dragons, if they are sealed by the inexhaustible shockwave of the Holy Beast......!

Gorks raises a hurried voice.

I try to jump in and try, but they jumped me off.

"Damn... you can't burn it down with a brace like this...!

"I told you..."

When I noticed, there was a little lila on my shoulder.

"Lila."

"I'm Black Dragon. The Black Dragon Clan, known as the most powerful of the Fire Dragons, is a lila called its White Eyebrow.... As long as there is justice in this world, no one can beat you."

"But you"

"Owner's beliefs...... pierce but dragon love......!!

Along the way, Lyla's words were not directed at me, but at her enemies and herself.

Beyond the aisle, Lila turns into a dragon body. So we don't miss a moment when the shockwave to the aisle was stopped, Sir Bonaparte and Mr. Deane, and Angelos jump in.

Me and the rest of the battle crew went on.

"Grr!!

As soon as I jumped into the room, the shock wave that flew in.

Everyone around me is blown apart and slammed against the wall.

It was Lila's tail that protected me.

"Lyla!!

"Ho... now with my... power...!!

Lyla was winged by a shockwave storm and slowly advanced as she sparkled a stripped obsidian scale.

That's a life-saving step forward.

"Lyla! Hey, don't push it!

"I can't...... etc, not......!!

Like a roar, Lyla squeaks.

"Is there something impossible about a righteous dragon? Something that just happens! The power for it, the life for it! There's nothing more worthless than a dragon! If it's for the justice you've earned, let's even fight the whole world! One Sacred Beast! You can't even bake it. What's a black dragon?

A glitch, and a lira that sprinkles scales from all over her body and attaches to a chunk of meat.

And I try to exhale the flames...... but I get my neck bounced off my protruding legs and horns and can't turn my mouth on the meat chunks.

Lyla struggles as she growls everywhere. Legs in the corner on the shock wave, wings broken and drooped on one side on too many concentrated hits, and blood, not scales, begins to erupt from the whole body.

"Oy... Oy!!

Lyla barked.

Behind it.

"Well tolerated Lyla"

Mr. Deane used Lila's back blind spot to flesh, shield her legs and horns, scatter shock waves, and jump into the meat mass.

From here on out, it's your turn.

Mr. Deane beautifully stretches his spine over a chunk of meat, wielding his sword with one hand.

The next moment, something terrible happens.

No.

To be honest, I had no idea what had happened.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

As you hear Mr. Deane roar, the blood whirls up and blows up.

Meat pieces blow up to the ceiling and walls at once.

As if there were a mechanical rotating blade or something there, the meat mass would be shredded from the middle, finely chopped and scattered.

"" The Black God of War "... with the Black Dragon, or"

Sir Bonaparte, freed from the shock wave, shows his teeth and giggles like a beast.

"Old man."

"Kuck. Can you believe it, young man? That's the power of that beautiful woman, who doesn't usually even have a sword.... Yes, there is no more pure incarnation of battle than that.... that was the Sword Saint Brigade, the goddess."

…………

What a laugh on your face.

Cold sweat, fear, awe, and joy and impulse.

The old man's face had feelings like a hunted down beast that I had never seen before.

Meat chunks transform into flesh pieces while doing so.

Soon the shockwave rambling stopped.

Peeping through the pieces of meat in the front, there was a space like the bottom of a pan of true circles with a radius of several dozen meters, centered on Mr. Deane.

"... ugh....... Lyla!!

"Ho... Deane, I'm glad I was on your side"

"Each other."

Mr. Deane jumps on Lyla's back.

Chibi Lyla sees my face. I nodded.

"Gaaaaaaaaaa!!

Lyla radiates a firebrace from inside her mouth after a sound in the voice of a monster.

It burned down most of the holy beast.

The last thing left was one of the necks left in the back.

The neck is no longer a bug.

Confirming that, I took Maia and Angelos to destroy the labyrinth for the second time.

…………

Half a day later.

The Holy Beast Breakcore has slowly woken up.

Above the field.

"... what happened to me"

I'll answer Blakecore's voice.

"Something's wrong."

"Why am I on earth? Why am I alive?... Oh, how can I keep my mouth shut. Until now, even my mouth was buried on its own."

'Cause you're reborn.'

I slapped a horse in the neck with a pound.

That body is no different than a normal horse.

The labyrinth regained its function with a hole drilled a second time.

but it just doesn't go exactly the same.

The purifying ability of "chi" has been halved, and the positive "chi" ejection direction has changed.

... it's all on top of the math.

It was bypassed without turning to the base and blew out into the ground, making the meadow at the top of the labyrinth a breakcore viable point.

The Holy Beast is basically familiar with the sober "chi" of the flesh, so they can't live long when they leave it.

... And Blake Core's body was operated on by Mr. Hilda and connected small to fit the halved "chi" size.

He's not much different from a normal beast anymore except he's intelligent. From now on, we will not be able to live as if it were a "symbol of power" in this northern elf territory.

And the reduced purification capacity will probably allow demons to emerge in land downstream of "chi" flow than here.

The land of the red family is no longer a land of peace, too clean.

but when I told Diel that, he nodded comfortably.

"That's a boat across the street."

... Oh, that's what we talked about. If you ask me.

"From now on, the elves are coming to see me."

"... well. But"

Blakecore looked away.

"I have no role to play anymore."

"So what?"

"... a corner horse that just won't die, etc., wouldn't be able to help"

"If you're just not going to die."

I sit next to Blakecore and look back at the elusive battle and finally breathe.

"So be my friend. With me and a lot of elves."

……

"Just so you know your name and hope you're safe, someone will be saved somewhere. Maybe that's what happens."

"... nonsense"

"No. At least I was."

Half an elf's girlfriend is waiting.

Fifteen years I thought so.

Perhaps there were many occasions when I had to flee without such support.

"Maybe you do, too."

…………

The corner horse sifted his nose with a blur and answered with a few thoughts.

"Just praying doesn't solve anything"

"Then talk. Still no good."

"... no"

"Friends you'll remember forever will probably be tremendously cherished"

"... that's all I've lost track of"

"Much better than me."

"Really?

"I was born in a city called Polka..."

Finish talking to the Holy Beast for a minute, and I'll wave and break up.

Waving his hand, the Holy Beast was also staring back at this one as he gently waved his tail.

Diel heading towards the Holy Beast instead, and a light touch.

... Diel groaned that it was my job from here on out.

I'll drop it off and then I'll be back near the entrance to the labyrinth.

During the half-day period, Maia had travelled several times with the family estate as a decree, and a good number of elves from the rest of the clan chiefs and red clans had gathered together.

And kneel down and cut the mark in front of us, gathered together leaving Lyla and her nursing Mr. Hilda too worn out by the boulders to wake up yet.

"Hey, what's this?"

"They've defeated the Holy Beast and healed him."

The cash thing, and Aurora pointing her mouth.

but I guess I'm glad that it still worked shamelessly on the tens of thousands of southern forest brethren who carried it.

"... Guru"

Gastoon, the family of silver, who stood to the end, also smiled and opened his mouth, confirming that he had reluctantly cut the mark of blessing.

"Thank you for this. I know. Sir Duran Gouto, Baron of Polka, Kingdom of Trot; Apple, daughter of Purple Lunaris; and Aurora, daughter of Empty Dior. I would like to thank you for your disrespect and wish you enduring friendship."

"Accept"

"... Yes"

"Originally, the sky is the last seat to wear the Spirit of Light. We'll take it."

"Then let us sincerely hope for each other's prosperity, and let us have a more interactive future together. … to protect you all."

"Protect the Morula!

The elves chanted.

(cont 'd)