Half-elves Fall in Love

"Do what... do what?"

I don't feel the need to tell you.

Oratorio.

The young man who names the Holy Beast says so without much emotion.

Even during that action, during which the young man releases a sword bearing the symbol of the church from his waist and lets him gently stroke the blade, Cecil, made into a tree by a spear, spits blood with the sound of a goop, from which his power is lost.

"No, I came up with something good"

Oratorio grinned strangely refreshingly as he turned his sword to this one unwrought.

"Andy Smythson, ten chiefs. Cecil might still be able to help. Hurry up and help him."

Or do you want to run? Well, that's not a wrong reaction as a fatalist. You have to choose. You can run away for fear of the Holy Beast, or you can run away because you don't want to get involved in the reality of human death. As far as I'm concerned, it would be nice for you to expose yourself to something like that. "

"... hey."

"Oh, good eyes. He has a good eye for not getting lost, even though he doesn't seem to have the strength. Nice."

Oratorio smiles as he punches his palm (palm) with his sword belly.

He's the one who says and acts suspiciously everywhere.

But Cecil would be no longer one possibility in 10,000 if he was fooled by him.

Maybe this sanctuary...... here, the pinnacle of Trot's magical research, could save Cecil even from this state.

That's not how I got away with hearing it.

"Cecil......!

It's only been a day since we first met, but I know how hard this girl is, cute, and cherished by everyone.

Can we abandon it?

I jump on a tree, pull the spear through its chest, and barely take Cecil, who falls.

More blood erupts from the wound and dirty my chest.

"Cecil, hold on tight"

"... gohoo..."

Cecil coughed small and threw up blood.

I look up to ask Oratorio, the person who said so, how can I at least help Cecil?

Oratorio was slowly approaching us.

"Come on, Cecil. Stand up. I am going to try a traveler who has gotten in my way."

"Become"

Spread your hands in a playful motion, but twist your body slightly, pulling the sword.

The next moment is a striking move.

"If you don't stand and stop me, the pathetic, helpless young man who tried to help you will die knowing nothing, right?

"Hey, hey, Cecil's helping..."

"Come on, Cecil."

Ignore my voice, Oratorio is finally in time.

And to my surprise, Cecil stood up.

"Cecil!?

"Back off, please...... gehu"

"Excellent work, Cecil. But can you just stand there and protect people? I'm trying to prune him. You don't think I have a hand, do you?

"Dr. Oratorio...... Huh!

Cecil made a juicy and puzzling noise from her body, soaking up the blood on her mouth with her sleeves, picking up and standing up to take away the spear that was piercing herself.

"That's right. Then let's go on. Will you protect him and defeat me, or will he abandon you and run away? [M] Either one of us is settled."

Oratorio has poked his sword at me without getting lost.

Cecil inhibits it with a bloody spear.

"You're not out of movement. Do you think you can help us fight at such a rate of recovery?"

"Oh, let me, I won't...!

Oratorio doesn't hesitate when I move, he punches in a powerful sword attack. Before I do that, Cecil manipulates the spear with a trembling arm and stops the oratorio from stepping in.

What are you letting a girl with a hole in her chest...!

"What do you mean..."

"Something like you don't need to know. Well, if you die, resent me fully."

An oratorio that lets you feel light and comfortable while getting your legs cut off with Cecil's spear.

Constantly breathing, only fighting spirit supports my body... protect me like I said Cecil.

What is the situation? What's going on? What is this guy thinking?

I have no idea what that means.

but.

"Oratorio... you're telling me you're gonna kill me"

"Yes, I am."

Oratorio lightly affirms the irrationality.

"It's my hobby to protect the sanctuary, too. Adverse to the Holy Land. Disturbing molecules for us eliminate authority... No, is it also funny that the Holy Beast is authority? Yes, I have the will to eliminate it. You got in my way. It makes a name for itself."

... interrupted.

Isn't it like I guided you?

"Come on, pray, Andy Smythson. That the dying girl will perform a miracle."

Oratorio lays down his sword again and tries to step into me.

Cecil moves to flawlessly shelter me. It wasn't skill or anything. I am willing to stop the sword with my body.

If I get another machete in such a body, I'm really dead.

"No, don 't-- whoa!

I scream, and.

The oratorio blows up with a ruinous sound directly beside it.

"Declare war and receive it. What you did to my men, I'll make you regret it."

Mr. Deane was crouching barefoot in front of him in his underwear.

He blew up the oratorio for dozens of meters with a jump kick.

How many distances exactly have you soaked up?

"Ho. They crossed the line. … but don't let the cat get on with it."

Lyla jumps out of nowhere and rocks the high heat from both of those arms.

"Huh..."

Allow your eyes to blink as Cecil stands on the spear.

"It's okay now."

... There were calculations to some extent. Lyla would also notice this flashy exchange, she said.

Mr. Deane was quicker, but there's no problem with these two coming.

"Than that, Cecil, the wound..."

Worst of all, it could be a war with the Holy Land, but I was more concerned about the girl's wounds in front of me than that.

Spread the bloodstained clothes and try to check the wound.

"Ya, no!?

I was hit with a flat hand.

... Chi, powerful. You're supposed to be dying.

"But Cecil!

"Yes, leave me alone, because I'm already cured!

Cecil twists herself and screams.

"Is...?

There, the blown oratorio came back.

My half body is weirdly shaped by Mr. Deane's kick, but I put my hands up and surrendered pose as I cured it by making a cockroach noise.

"Excuse me. Excuse me.... I forgot to tell you, Cecil wouldn't have died before that."

"Uh... well, what do you mean"

"That's the kind of magic I have."

Mr. Deane examines Cecil's body. Slightly, he showed me the tear on his back.

... There was nothing left in that place that was supposed to have been pierced by the spear.

Cave.

Originally on Mount Lycra in the volcano, it's not strange how many, but there in the middle of the mountain, just one holy beast occupies it.

Me, Lyla, Mr. Deane, and Cecil, who got on board with Schugeiser and Serenade, were set to face the Lord right there.

"… what can I do for you, my friend, and love?"

The holy beast that sits is a sky tiger.

But its body is large enough to be seen as a separate species against shoegazers and sereneids.

Zazu, double. I'm a little worried about getting out of this cave. It's the size.

"Tourist guide. Why don't you introduce yourself, Dub?"

When Shoegazer says, that sky tiger stares at us.

"The black dragon appears on the sky tiger, or? That sounds ridiculous.

"Shit, you're a customer."

"You're making things better, my friend. Or have you already been dented?"

"Ugh!

The giant sky tiger woke herself up after making a push-kill laugh.

It's even bigger when you get up. Because it's a small space, or a comparable intimidation to a dragon.

"My name is Dubwise, the Holy Beast of the land. The rest of the Sky Tiger, as you can see. Happy now?"

"Oh, uh"

Cecil looks up at him and pleads with a slightly nervous face.

"Hopefully, there's also an explanation of what I'm getting for Mr. Dubb's ability to play!

... you call him a nervous person very frank.

"You can explain that to me, my friend."

"You know I have no idea how to do that."

"I think it would be easier to engage you than to persuade a dragon with a semi-conventional explanation."

Shoegazer and Serenade each say they have no body or lid.

Dubwise sighed out of its huge mouth, and, most importantly, cat punched Cecil.

"Agh!?

"Ouch!

Cecil is cut off by the nails of every shoegazer she was on, although she reacts to it and turns herself away.

"Here's the thing"

At the next moment, the green light wraps the dubwise.

And the same kind of light gathered in the wounds of Cecil's body, and Joo, and began to heal.

"Our original spelling, The Contract of Life. More of a sharing of injuries than a regenerative ability, to be exact. We take on the wound of the subject and its regeneration. I share the regenerative power of this with several of the Temple Blades, including Cecil and Mustang. To avoid accidental death and to enhance training efficiency in new America."

but the problem is that that wound was going through Cecil's tits again.

The torn clothes and the healing wounds are glossy.

I look at cancer unexpectedly. And then he stares at me, and he hits Dubwise with his impeccable anger.

"Why all of a sudden!! That hurts!! Don't bother hanging up on me again!!

"... Speaking of which, you had something called shame. Female knights are troublesome."

"Something terrible!!

Cecil turns bright red and angry.

Lyla, who was behind Cecil, smiles bitterly and does her own clothes on her, while turning her dubwise gaze.

"It seems like a convenient technique. If it's okay, why don't you tell me how it works?... My husband is a short-lived man."

"I don't mind telling you, but this is a blessing we can do because we are immortal. Though dragons, it's dangerous to replace someone else's dying wounds directly. Besides, it has no effect on prolonging the lives of short-lived species. I told you, this is a sharing of injuries"

"Mmm."

... Now I thought "whoa" the moment I heard Lyla come up with it, just isn't that convenient?

"Besides, I think that things with life expectancy are right in the end to live on life expectancy. There is no limit if you seek eternity. But infinity is too empty."

Dubwise speaks the same as White Seoul's affliction.

From a hundred years of inability to live, I don't have to wonder if that's a proposition to deny living... but is it an issue that only the parties can figure out after all?

"And this technique has its flaws."

Dubwise makes a self-derisive look at being a tiger.

"Can you tell us about faults and other external factors?"

Mr. Deane makes a further point. but Dubwise kept it in her mouth to whine, "Where I found out..."

"If I move here, my protection will expire. This cave is a transmitter carefully planted for magic aid. Besides, even if Lycra leaves the subject uncomfortable, the effect disappears."

"The art of accommodation..."

"Here, that's enough. Besides, magic isn't that convenient, dragons would know."

"Ho, you're absolutely right.... but let's also use it for something. I want to beg for teachings."

"Let's be good."

Apparently, Lyla is willing to keep teaching Dubwise this.

"What do we do, Andy? … I'm going to spend another night doing nothing."

"You won't have a choice."

Serenade, who is putting me and Mr. Deane on board, turns around before communicating his decision.

"Oh, hey, Serenade"

"Shoegazer, you are at your discretion"

"Huh. Dry guy."

Serenade seems to be polite on the outside and not sticky in his peers, for better or worse.

"Oh, yeah. Serenade, if you don't mind, what?"

"Yes."

I wanted to see all the holy beasts when I got here.

The last one.

Shoegazer, Serenade, Slash, Oratorio, Dubwise, White Soul. Once I see these six, I want to see the last one before I leave.

"Well, Euphonica is not the kind of person you have to keep a secret either, so I don't mind... I hope they catch you well"

"Are you a thug?

"The place is unstable because the original is Feilong, who prefers the sky."

Mt. Lycra is pretty big with this.

Though the Holy Beast can only move around it, they can still act within a range of nearly ten kilometers in diameter.

... don't let a breakcore hundreds of meters in diameter at best with a decent range to live in get pathetic.

"But wouldn't Feilong be easy to find? If you fly, you'll see, and the original is a pretty big creature, and the one who sanctified it must be big."

"It's big, for sure, but the forest here is tall too... and besides, I leave it to the high ability to fly, because it also flies fine over cloudy peaks and across mountains"

"Well, if you don't see him, you mean give up..."

"Yeah. I'm sorry."

Serenade runs over the tree sea without sound.

It's a little cold, but it's not enough to catch a cold because of Mr. Deane's or Serenade's temperature.

... and after a while, I see giant shadows coming forward as they burst through the clouds and plummet down.

"That!"

"Yeah, that's Euphonica. Maybe we can catch up."

"Can't it be done at the speed of a sky tiger?

"I can grab it like I want to anywhere in the air, so I can't beat anyone around small, but simply with the speed of the straight line...... I'll try a little harder. I'll bite your tongue, so don't talk."

Serenade's muscles rise in hearts and speeds up in a gushing manner. Wind pressure is getting pretty out of the way.

"Andy, lower yourself. They're gonna fly."

"Yes."

Give yourself up to stick to Serenade's fur according to Mr. Deane.

Even a slight reply bit my tongue. I knew tigers weren't vehicles.

... Still, the distance didn't quite shrink, but Euphonica managed to succeed in the commute as she started winging and slowing down.

"What ah? Schuge...... No, you're Serenade."

"Finally caught up"

It's also quite a fresh sight that Feilong talks.

And I see some shadows on the back of that Feilong.

"Hahaha, sooooooo...... wow Deane Hundred!!

"Seriously!!

Don't move, Gort. You can see me.

"Are you shielding me, brother!?

...... Naris and Horny Brothers were on board.

"What are you doing, those guys..."

"Well, I hope I leave Rants and Gort's instruction to Isaacs... wasn't Naris sure he didn't like dragons...?

Me and Mr. Deane twisted our necks.

"Let me get this straight. Wyburn and Dragon are different. Not at all. OK?

"That's right. Look, Mr. Yu, it's totally different because of your shape."

"Ku. I'm impressed by the appearance of a female fan for the first time in about forty years"

"Ya, to be honest, I prefer Mr. Slash's stomach and mundane."

"Fark! So much, so much fur. CONCHISHOW!

Feilong Holy Beast Euphonica and Naris were suddenly starting their comic talent.

"... or someone I know, Naris"

"No at all. I just happened to see him yesterday evening."

... get along early eh.

"So, no Fire Dragon Dragon Dragon, but Fei Long said it was okay."

"Uh. 'Cause it's not mecha, is it? About as different as a shark and a dolphin."

Naris pointy his lips, but I've never seen a shark or a dolphin in the first place.

Euphonica replied instead.

"Hey, aren't sharks and dolphins super similar?

"I don't look alike. It's about as different as a horse."

"It's just a combination I can't tell you from!

Euphonica just seems to be swinging well by Naris.

"... Something like this guy, if you dare to classify him, is he the kind of shoegazer?

Sneaking ears at Serenade. Serenade, nod slightly.

"What does my sister, I, say, think these two would have been brothers if they had been in their previous lives?"

And the landing point seemed to be a hoard for the Holy Beasts, and there were other slumbering slashes, especially in a square of nothing but a little size, that came from the students.

Such a stupid big bear, if you suck at it, people are going to die just hanging around, but the boys and girls try to bury themselves innocently in that fur or get on their backs, and it's not as if they were afraid.

"You're so popular, Slash..."

"Same goes for shoegazers, because they like kids."

"Really!?

"... that's why you're rational if you don't even fight. He is."

Surprised.

"Hey."

That oratorio also appears there. After everything I've done, it was my concern.

No, I don't suppose it's a big scare for revenge or Holy Beast.

"Don't be so vigilant. I guess you've been to Dubwise's, huh? That technique cannot be used without consciously practicing actively connecting the power of regeneration. He knew it was that kind of training."

"Why did you ruin me?"

"I was just wondering if Cecil would be well disillusioned if you were a hipster. - Kindness. Well, it's not popular to be a hero right now."

"... I don't mean to."

I can't eat. I mean, he's just not going to get along.

"If I were you, I'd tear them apart. I'll just get tired and lose the whole thing, and my people won't be comfortable with it."

Neither does Mr. Deane break his swordswallowing eye.

Serenade sighs.

"Oratorio. Please come for a moment. I still don't think you're for people."

"Eh. Wait a minute, Serenay...... Wow don't bite, don't eat, your arms are good but these clothes are expensive!?

"If you don't want to come, I'll go round here."

"Don't be angry! That's good, honey!

Serenade and Oratorio exit into the woods.

And the rants and goats off Euphonica's back approached me niggling.

"Smythson Ten Chiefs"

"We did it."

"What's up?"

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

"If you use your binoculars, you can see the whole thing from the nearby rocky mountains..."

"Well done..."

When I was caught by the two of you trying to look bad, I now remember that Mr. Deane was there.

"Andy. And Rants, Gort... I don't like to be seen unauthorized anyway to show"

"... uh, the"

"It's a belongings test. Rants, Gort. Show him to his room."

"Hey."

"Deane Hundred!?

Gort and the pair of Rants who apparently bought mine too when he went through Wang Du were confiscated by Mr. Deane as they were.

... I hope it's a good thing, both of you.

(cont 'd)