Hyaku Ma No Aruji

It was almost at the same time that Zaymood threw his dagger at the masked man and kicked the long desk in front of him from the masked man sitting in his chair.

"Dear Alicia! Please come back!

In the shadow of a long desk in the universe, Zaimoud embarks himself before Alicia.

"Well, that's quite sumptuous"

A masked man who saw the appearance put a meaningful word on his mouth.

"I think you should definitely try actors in the city of art, Zaimoud Zell Baldra"

Shortly afterwards, a masked man takes out a leather bag with plenty of contents from his nostalgia.

I heard a stiff noise from inside.

"What?"

"Let me show you how to spend the right money"

The masked man threw it into the window that was behind him, not the Zaymood.

"Gold coins...?

It was a glittering gold coin that jumped simultaneously out of the leather bag where the strings were loosened.

Moments later, several surgical ceremonies spread from the masked man's palm.

"Alchemy Ceremony -" Golden Pile ""

Momentum splashed gold coins instantly change its shape like a sharp pile.

When the first flying gold coin piled up and pierced the windowsill, several cracks ran from it.

"Oh, don't let them get away with it, Zaymood!

"Hahaha, it's too late"

It was at the same time that Alicia screamed from behind Zaymood and the masked man ran out.

"Ma, wait -!!"

"I'm impressed you won't let the bollocks out until you get here. But don't regret letting them get away here - the other Golden Victim."

That night, on the top floor of Sisalis Castle, a big window cracks open.

The window made for the guest room reflected a vibrant upstream area.

But the star of the day is not such an upstream neighborhood view.

Countless pieces of gold returned to the coin again after it became a pile and created a crack in the windowsill.

"This is the top floor...!

Beautiful golden rain falls on the sky where the masked man broke the windowpane and popped out with it.

An amount of gold fell like an oddity from a man's pocket, where the hell he was hiding it, and the technique spread again from a man's hand.

- I'm manipulating the money.

Exactly. That's where the Alchemist works.

The man's unfolded technique swelled and deformed the falling gold coin over time, manipulating it as if it were one creature.

Gold scaffolds the outer walls of the castle one after the other at the fulcrum.

Golden aerial staircase that disappears when you show up.

The masked man goes down the stairs to fly in a light foothold.

"Come on, guard!

It's too late.

Zaymood bit his lip that the masked man was indeed right.

If you have the art of escaping so gracefully from the top floor of Castle Sisalis, it will be easy to escape by sewing the houses under your eyes like this.

There are few people's streets around here in time, but there is an upstream area if you go a little further.

That place is crowded with people, even at night.

"What...?

And that's where I realized there was a zaymood.

The gold staircase that the man has stepped on and finished using is changing color.

On the contrary, even the material appears to have changed.

- What the hell did that man turn into gold?

An unpleasant chill ran on his spine.

Soon a much farther masked man looks up the upper floor.

Then the man put his hand on the edge of the mask and finally took it off.

"I'm late."

More beautiful golden hair in the wind than polished gold coins.

There are no burn marks on the fine face that emerged from under the mask.

Cut long, somewhere frigid fox eyes.

"My name is Shaw-Jules Sherwood. He's a merchant everywhere, and now he belongs to the League of Demon Kings."

The voice is far away.

But the words spoken had only arrived with a sharp gaze somewhere shooting through the Zaimoud.

"Zaymood, you have borrowed (...) Ri (...). I will surely return it to you in this country."

There is no floating look until then.

What was there was clear hostility.

"... if it's something you can do"

That's when Zaimoud answered that with only the movement of his mouth.

Don't let Alicia behind you see it.

He was also revealing clear hostility just for a moment.

Eventually, the masked man - Shaw - begins to descend again on the outer wall to pass on Sisalis Castle.

This is how an overnight encounter ends.

That's what they thought.

"Oh, no! Evans!!"

Alicia, hiding behind Zaymood, rode herself out to the window through his armpit and screamed.

Shortly afterwards, a huge ray of magic scattered this time from a clock tower in a remote upstream area.

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Tall clock tower standing at the corner of the upstream zone.

At the top there, Shaw caught an odd light scattered like fireworks on the edge of his eyes.

- That's...

For a moment, Shaw instincts.

That an attack was carried out from a super distance in pursuit of itself.

That it will soon strike itself.

And the blow,

- That's me (...) and (...) is (...) defensive (...) and (...) nah (...).

Shaw threw himself out of a gold scaffold.

Twist your body in the air and point the front towards the clock tower.

"Alchemy Ceremony - The Golden Mirror"

Expand all the gold you were scaffolding to your front.

It is as thick as possible and narrows the scope as long as we can protect the steeple at the very least.

We barely deployed a golden shield in front of us, and it attacked Shaw.

"Gu......!

He came through.

The gold shield unfolded in front of me and so on. It doesn't solve it differently, as if piercing soft butter with a hot stick, it sharpens the sides of the chau.

- Bow and arrow.

There was an entity for once.

It wasn't launched by turning magic itself into bullets, like a surgical machine gun.

It was also in the meantime that I gained such certainty that a second shot of ejecting light could be bounced across a hole in the gold shield.

- We have to avoid it.

The first blow played its part when it threw itself out of the scaffold.

But I can't take the same means anymore.

Turn all the money you used for the scaffolding to the shield, leaving your body to fall free.

"Oh, that's an abominable weapon of sorrow."

That's when I heard a voice from behind Shaw.

And...

"I smell melea from you. Let me help you."

At the same time as Shaw turned around, one woman behind him stopped an arrow of demon guides who happened to fly in between with that heart aim.

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That, with a black-soaked tail of dirt that caught signs of violence that seemed to crush everything.

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"Are you..."

"He's one of her mothers."

In one word, Shaw understood everything.

"It'll shake a little."

I don't know what to say where I wobbled.

Seeing it, the woman was poking one of the tails growing from the tail into the ground and lifting her body to its height.

He wraps Shaw's body around with one more tail, stopping the glowing arrow that hasn't yet lost its propulsion with the one remaining.

- Everything is realistic.

The arrows that are wrapped around the tail of the obsidian but making a creepy noise and trying to pierce this one, as well as this woman's procedure that is stopping it without any concern.

Eventually the woman finally crushed the arrow, which was no longer propulsive, with a black tail, and plunged straight down to the ground.

Stick yet another tail to the ground on the verge of hitting the ground, soothing the impact and landing.

Making Shaw's body stand gently, he paid lightly for the black dress he was wearing.

Are you Clear Lilith?

"You know my name."

With a serious look at such a woman, Shaw gives a soggy look.

The woman gave her a slightly surprised look, shaking her long stretched blue hair that seemed to rub the ground.

"That's because I've already heard from him many times about the rigour of your training"

"Heh, that's a misunderstanding. There were other spirits tougher than me."

A blue-haired woman who laughs with pleasure when she dulls.

Shaw looks at that face and smiles again that pull him off.

By the way, are you sure you want to stay here?

"That's not good. Because I made a big stand that didn't seem like me to declare war."

"Really? So let's just get out of here."

"Ah, yes.... That's normal, by the way, isn't it?

Running, jumping.

With a means of escape, like the average person can think of.

"Yeah, of course it's normal, right?

The woman with blue hair clenches her neck in wonder.

The sight is admirably beautiful, but the trick is somewhat innocent and unique.

- I see, normal.

Shaw's head spins brilliantly as he gazes at it.

Why there is this English spirit here.

The reason she helped herself under an autonomous will.

Given all that concerns that [Reaper] Necroa-Belzerut, the situation is obviously heterogeneous right now.

- Ordinary is the first time that ordinary people use it to make legitimate sense.

Still, most of Shaw's thinking was poured out first about whether what she called 'normal' was, in a true sense, normal.

"Now, hold still for a moment. You seem a little weak in your ankles, so I'll carry you."

"Ahhh......"

It's too late when I have a bad feeling and I'm trying to get off the spot.

Shaw's body is wrapped around a blacktail in an instant.

A big sigh leaks that's going to fall out of its mouth to its soul.

"Me, this is still a very common adult male who should have muscle mass."

He's a little taller than average.

Seeing yourself like that, what do you think of 'weak ankles'?

"Really? What a sad thing."

What is sad?

I tried to demand an explanation, but Shaw opened his mouth thinking at least sarcasm because the tail of the black earth that grabbed his body was so tight.

"Me, it's been quite a while since I've acted with your kid, so I have a certain understanding that there are a lot of weird things about his' normal ', but I really understand how the normal he says is occasionally off track -"

"Then I'll jump"

"Nhhhhhhhh!!"

That night, a strange figure spawned three giant tails through the Sisalis sky jumped.

The next day upstream newspaper said, 'Strange, a monster with three tails dances Sisalis!' There was a gossip article about it, but few odd people took it seriously about it.

Well, I couldn't even touch the article in the first place about the lucky man who was transported wrapped around one of its tails.