Hitsugi no Maou

A mushroom man goes low and looks like a cow as he follows the path Raymond makes.

Woon, I rang with Woon, then suddenly pointed at the next (and became) Oren and yelled out loud.

"I mean! Mr. Raymond hates the ones who don't get through his muscles! I despise the dumb, unmanly one!

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"A fool like you has missed doing stupid things because he has come through his own muscles to bind each Explorer's freedom! I'm sorry to hear that! You..."

Oren's fist like the wind (haunted) hit the mushroom man directly in the nose this time. Grrr! and to a blowing obese body, Oren said, "Don't get on with it! Hip wipes (Koshigi-chan)!!" and shower (ah) the curse.

A mushroom man, whose back was taken by a giant tree, still didn't snap into the damage "YEAH! I'm alarmed! I ate quite a bit!," he fixed his crooked nose on his own, making a scene.

Excellent Gentiles gently exchange violence between themselves, causing the silence and chaos of the forest filled with red light.

While the mushroom man wiped (f) his nosebleed with his sleeve (so), he pointed his fingertips again at Oren, who was aiming for the second dozen.

"You, you're thinking of avenging that Sabitoga. You're going to pay back the wounds you suffered in the duel one day."

"That's what it is! Of course!

"It's not natural. That's why you're such an idiot. You can't be allowed to start a duel over."

Oren noticed Raymond, who had only stopped and stared at himself for how long. A mushroom man turns a mockery (today) at Oren, who slightly stifles his expression.

"It's the extreme of idiots for a man to accept a duel once and be dissatisfied (with) the result. I'm not manly and I'm not through. You lost everything when you lost the duel. I was in a position where Sabitoga should have taken everything from me.

Because Sabitoga wouldn't dare kill you if she could. Don't you? "

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"The rating is well done. Sabitoga's up there, you're down there. To contradict that is to paint the face of Mr. Raymond, who declared the winner."

To Oren, who chewed his lips (tickles), a mushroom man kept his back deep in the giant tree, and said his expression even more greatly.

"You know what I mean by" right arm "? Mr. Raymond always tells you." Men have to have hot hearts, "he said. If you just lost the duel, if you still find out it's cold and rotten to the heart, no matter how much, Mr. Raymond..."

"Hearts are hot."

Oren said, looking back at Raymond, not the mushroom man. Swallow and spit into the mayor of the village who sinks his eyes into the red light, and then continue to do so clearly.

"It's just not your favorite 'heat'."

For a moment, the three of them were completely silent, and even the breathing sound scratched (or disappeared).

Oren and the mushroom man sweat their foreheads (hives) to the twitching and heightening tension. From Raymond's bamboo, which stood like an influencer in the red world, the bloody juice of the bamboo dripped.

Tickle and tip tremble. At the moment when Oren was about to set up, Raymond threw a wave in his eyes.

Blushing Oren's hair tip, which opens her eyes without being able to cope, she turns to the mushroom man. A mushroom man who startles (today) says, "Why!?" At the same time as he shouted, "a tiny inch ahead of his belly, making a watery noise and piercing him.

It didn't take a moment for the three of them to share their understanding of the situation. Something is coming out of the shadow of the giant tree where the mushroom man kept his back, making a touchy noise.

"Something" with a badly long, even white, feminine silhouette with nearly half of his shoulder cut intact gave a face with only a giant mouth on the mushroom man with his eyes peeled round.

"Rin Rin. Ranlan."

A cool hard sound emits directly from his huge mouth as a 'voice'. The long hair, which made a touch and sound, had a texture similar to that of an instrument string, resonating with the voice emitted by his mouth and trembling.

It was at the same time that the screaming mushroom man slapped the alien head with a mace and his neck snapped. Oren's kick flies past them, forgetting the pain in his knee, rolling all over the ground like his hugging lovers.

Something on the tree came down with an odd noise as the iron reinforcement crawled through the trunk of the giant tree. A very small monkey jumps off the ground (ha) and escapes by the alien who turns into a prayer posture while holding a mushroom man.

Everything was a flash. Raymond approaches Oren with a big strand.

When he pulled out the razor he stabbed abnormally, he amputated that wrist trying to pray to God. Bright white skin, bone meat, and blood are splashed, and the shattered shoulder mouth is completely broken.

When I rescued the mushroom man from the alien restraint (the Condor), I put him to sleep on the ground and examined his pulse. "You're dead," Oren told him to snap, and Raymond nodded quickly.

"Bad luck. How dare you keep your back on the sleeping tree of" Bell Ringing, "this forest. Then there's a good chance the meteorite will hit your head. But I didn't die for free. A fine death in battle."

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"What's this guy's name?

Oren pulled his face into Raymond's dialogue staring at the mushroom man. "It's Slay!" Shield Slay "!" When he yells, Raymond looks and shakes his head.

"Slay... my men... my beloved 'mushroom fat'..."

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"You can't. Hold on tight. This guy is simply a 'fat bastard'."

Oren tried to yell at me again, but swallowed words into Raymond pulling off the 'fat bastard' jacket.

On the revealed chest, a thorax is raised. "Make sure he does," Raymond said, pointing only his voice at Oren.

"This guy knew exactly what I was thinking. So I have to be responsible to see if this guy's heart is hot. Before the bloodstream stops and you become a cold corpse."

"RE... Raymond... Huh!

"It's not sprinkling (shaky) or crazy, and it's not word play. Remember, Oren. This is my faith."

The spirit is in the human body.

Raymond, who affirmed low, waved down a wave to the body of his companion, who had been moving until just now.