From the border with the Kingdom, further east.
Where rivers from the north flow into the southern sea. There is the capital of the eastern country, the city of Bishops.
In a room of the Archdiocese in the further centre of its central square, the Archbishop was turning the report.
(Two villages vanished. And the Border Guard lost many of the knights and soldiers in their possession)
With a sinking look, read on.
(The Quickly Dispatched Knights wiped out a peek at Grade C, which they had refrained from rearing)
To much damage, the double chin leaks a trembling voice.
"Who the hell are you? That one."
The bishops around them cannot answer questions like monologues.
Only one sorcerer brought about this tragedy. No one had any idea.
Things happened a few weeks ago.
A village off the west, close to the border with the kingdom. Flirting there, the man appeared.
And then all of a sudden, he activated magic and killed several villagers.
Why would you do that?
The archbishop wrinkles between his eyebrows.
Throughout the day, he said, he unleashed a grand arrow of thunder (Thunder Arrow) in the village.
The reason for this is unknown now.
There is no one in the small village who can fight the sorcerer. The villagers run to the border guard stuffs, which were right around the corner.
But in C, I couldn't fight it.
Rushed knights and soldiers.
Many of them were blackened by successive lightning strikes.
Having been informed, the Archbishop immediately decides to dispatch the Knights.
It would have been a manifestation of a sense of crisis to hold the deputy commander's riding class A on his head.
(But even that is wiped out)
Before approaching, he was defeated by long-range attack magic.
Even if he can't stand the damage and starts retreating, the mage's range is longer than expected, and he is targeted from behind.
In the end, no knight was able to leave the battlefield.
(Approximately not a human move. And the deed)
Big distortion of the face.
Even close proximity is dangerous. After an understated C-level knight fled back, he was terrified and couldn't let his own soldiers turn to him.
So he asked the adventurer to investigate.
(There is already no magician on the ground)
It's not just magicians. No villagers, no villages, nothing.
All that was left was the burnt field and the remains of the knight.
Holding his face with both hands, the distressed archbishop. The bishops could only stare.
The stage is far away and moves to the Niceacasian country.
It's a small country, northwest of the kingdom.
In this region, where similar small countries are disturbed, the Nicea Cassian State has, in recent years, rapidly increased its presence.
Crusade warcraft and bandits on trading routes and establish themselves as relay points for trading.
Furthermore, in the defensive battle against the invasion of the Empire, they have fought through it as the main force and defeated it.
It was no longer in a position to speak of the allies of the northern nations.
And it was one hero who could do it.
"Kah! Master Lightning!
The yellow screams that bind my ears.
Lightning, now a class B knight pilot, is the hero who saved the country.
If I went to the market lined up with outdoor stores, the housewives kept making me scream like I do now.
(Truth is, Lord Tauro did it.)
I smile back calmly but sigh heavily in my heart.
It wasn't me who slaughtered the stone golem along the border, or the B-class knight in the Northern States defense.
But for some reason, I'm supposed to have defeated him.
I have denied and corrected it many times, but 'humility' had the result of further improving my ratings.
(Did Lord Tauro, too, hate this and get pulled off early)
Lightning is convincing.
By the way, Tauro said, 'Mr. Tauro' would be fine. But I'm not familiar with it, and I'm back in "Lord Tauro".
"Welcome home. It's very popular this morning."
Eggs bought from the market. My wife makes fun of me while I take it.
Turn it into lightning childhood taming, and she's the granddaughter of a master, a former dojo owner.
In this house, the master and his wife and ourselves, and our young children, are at it.
"How's Ooko-san?"
On that question, my wife clouds her face.
"I haven't slept well lately."
Lightning had a refreshing look on his face.
The Grand Mistress has been out of order for some time.
"I'm not young anymore."
The wave of time keeps pounding and never stops.
Sometimes when you get older, you get rattled from small triggers.
We confirmed with each other's eyes that we should always be mindful.
"You'll be ready for breakfast in no time, so go to the dining room and wait"
When I nod, I peek into the bedroom first.
On the little bed was a toddler who finished breakfast first and fell asleep again.
When I smile small, I head to the dining room.
"Good Morning"
The seat already had the master and his wife on it.
(You're in a bad mood.)
Look at the Big Mistress, I think so.
When I ordered my heart not to forget to take into account, I turned my face out the window.
From the east-facing window, a refreshing light plunges into the back of the room.
(It's going to be a nice day, too)
To work as a pilot, as a dojo owner.
Quite busy, but I didn't dislike this fullness.
The stage moves into the mind of something.
There, the wandering desire was pulsating like a heart.
But I haven't been freed.
An invisible chain named Reason was intertwined and sealed.
(Grunts)
But the seal, the limit is already close.
It still matches the pulse and makes a creepy stiff noise.
After several pulsations, along with the sound of breaking, a single strand fell off.
"Yale."
Immediately after, my voice sounds.
Certain things look around, but no one has uttered such words.
Those around them only look at themselves, wondering.
The voice was as if it had come from within itself.
"Do it!"
A voice that gradually increases clarity and becomes louder.
I couldn't stand it, something blocked my ears and stuck me on the table.
Surrounded by a voice of surprise and a voice of concern. But interrupted by an inner shout, it doesn't reach the ears of something.
"Offense!
Finally, the chain of reason begins to fly.
The desire unleashed from the seal fueled memories and rapidly eroded the mind.
(Omae)
The man in front of you.
Give a mundane applause and a worried look.
I'm sure it was the war, because it took a lot of lives.
I won't say anything, but you must be casting a shadow on your heart.
(Omaenoseida)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no I can't contain myself.
What the fuck?
I'm fine. I'm not sick, either.
Why are you staring at me like I'm worried?
Why do you care about me? It would be harder on me.
Stop it, don't mess with the eagle. If you get laid, the eagle...
"... Oooooo"
From my own mouth, a sound leaks that I don't think belongs to a person.
I was patient just to see it.
I was patient just thinking about it.
I was trying to be satisfied by listening in the next bedroom and comforting myself.
You are my grandson's son-in-law.
I will never be bound to myself.
Oh, no. I can't stop myself anymore.
I want your meat, I want my heart. No, I want all of that.
"Umo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!"
Suddenly the Grand Mistress trembles all flesh and screams from the depths of her soul.
The roar ran a crack through the windowsill, dropped a plate from the cupboard, and tumbled the mug on the table.
And when I tear down my clothes, I hit people with my thoughts as I rolled forward.
"Big Ma'am! What?"
Lightning flies to the side, stunned. Literally, a hair in between.
A huge chunk of meat that stopped slipping into the dining room wall. That's shaking off the tree fragments while trying to get up.
"What's going on? Grandma!"
"Don't!
My granddaughter and her husband, a former dojo owner, scream.
Turning his head this way from under the rubble, Ooko persists in pursuing Lightning with his eyes. When I saw the color of those eyes, they realized.
"Are you crazy about greed?"
Forward dojo owner with a rugged look.
This isn't a game, it's not a whorehouse play. Even a defeated rape admitted on the battlefield was, of course, not.
"Don't! It's not a crime."
But to her who has lost a man's heart, the voice no longer reaches with meaning.
"Uh-oh! Uh-oh! Ooh, ooh, ooh!"
Round fat giant body, big head. And unusually short hands and feet.
The risen Grand Lady is Venus of Virendorf itself.
Alternate arms, swinging wide left and right, approaching the lightning.
Pass right in front of you, a storm of death. Lightning, unable to stand up, slipped back to avoid that rigid arm.
(Ugh)
But my back hits the wall.
Just not a big Lightning family cafeteria.
They immediately lost their escape.
(offended)
If you get caught, it's over. Its indelible hunch freezes my back.
Right arm approaching directly from the side, emitting the sound of cutting the wind. I couldn't do anything about it, just after I closed my eyes tightly.
A heavy shock sounds indoors.
"Ugh."
If you open your eyes to a squeamish voice, what's in front is the back of the front dojo owner.
He, my stepgrandfather, prevented me from attacking.
He is crossed with his arm on his left side and receives his grand wife's horizontal gizzard.
(Exactly)
With relief, admire the moves of the forward dojo owner.
By daring to step forward, he took the Grand Mistress's arm more inwardly.
Power amplified by centrifugal force. If I hadn't done this, I would have been blown away.
(I know the reason. But if you don't overcome fear, it's not something you can do)
While I thought so, I managed to get up.
"Did you fall that far when you attacked your grandson's pavilion owner?"
Meanwhile, the front dojo owner talks to what was his wife with a sinister look.
"No, it's not my fault. I'll satisfy you."
But the words have not reached Ooko either.
When he raised his angry voice, he began to push forward with the front dojo owner in mind.
"Get back to your sanity!
The front dojo owner sinks himself and releases a kick as he rotates.
He took a direct hit on his short leg, and the great lady fell.
"I'll prevent it, you guys run!
Without even looking back, the front dojo owner orders.
"Master!"
"Grandpa! You want to run away with me? I'm sure Grandma will be back."
"No!
The foreground owner cuts off his granddaughter's remarks and throws them away.
"We don't have toddlers. If someone buys time, they can't run away."
Lightning has no words.
His combat experience was because he was telling me that was true.
"It's a waste of time! Hurry up and go to Yi."
Lightning takes his wife's hand, spilling tears, and runs out into the hallway.
I noticed the noise and there was a huge cry coming from the bedroom.
"... masterful."
I only look behind my back for a moment and burn the looks of the grandchildren in their eyes.
And I found out what was my wife. It's starting to tremble in anger now.
"Come on, monster. (My Honey) This is who you're dealing with."
And take off your clothes at once.
His lower abdomen was already ready for battle.
I'm not the only one who can fight him.
Years of service as a couple allowed me to stand up in disregard of greed.
As that thought suggests, he's probably the only one who can fight the Grand Ma'am from the front.
(Come on, a generation of battles. Literally last.)
He knows. That the price of forcing you to stand is your own life.
Unwanted behavior definitely cuts life span.
But I'm not dissatisfied with him.
(For the sake of the offspring, I can make this life useful. What a happy thing.)
Take the lead, before you jump in. Dojo owner.
When I fly, I hang it up and creep under my crotch, taking one leg and letting it fall again.
And from the side, I put it in with a breath.
For him in a lack of reach, he is the stone of his fat opponent.
(Not as good as you, but I'll do it too)
I breathe heavily in and scream as I think of my step-grandson.
"Lightning Sword!"
The great lady's joyful voice echoed loudly in the Lightning family's dining room.
(It's working!
Keep activating moves while relieving hips.
But I wondered if I could still be satisfied, and the body of the front dojo owner suddenly shuddered.
(What a physical load. Can you use this like that?)
Older bodies can't stand the recoil of lightning swords that far exceed expectations.
Stop along the way and kneel with your big woody thighs in your arms.
To the Lightning Sword, which ended in underdevelopment, the Grand Mistress gave a disgruntled squeal.
Have you gotten back on your feet?
The sense of impatience that engulfs it.
Previous dojo owners who were unable to continue the lightning sword were forced to switch to normal moves.
Unleash the best moves you can.
"This isn't your weakness!
Front Dojo owner screams, rubbing the ceiling hard with one leg lifted too thick.
That is one of the few weaknesses that has been found through years of experience.
"Umo ooo?"
But the great lady grins like a fool, her nose roughly waving her rigid arms.
The front dojo owner was hit by the door and broke the door as it was, falling from his back into the hallway.
When I wipe my mouth with my arm, my forearm is stained with blood.
I don't know if it was the mouth or gut that hurt. But honestly, I could have done either.
(Sexuality outweighs sexiness)
With a quiet heart, think so.
Too much greed has made it unsatisfactory with some irritation.
(The only thing that works is that lightning sword more)
Earlier, he interrupted along the way and gave up on continuing.
The reason is that my flesh doesn't have it.
However, if you don't want to think about later, you can still release it.
(Hold it. My heart)
A rough heartbeat has caused misfires at times.
I let the strong light dwell in my eyes, even though I put my face to bitterness.
Prepared, he speaks to what was his wife in a calm tone.
"It's also my fault that this happened"
Quiet tone.
The voice had kindness.
"It would have been painful, it would have been hard"
With that said, I won't take my eyes off the behavior of the Grand Mistress.
"When you were craving from the bottom of your heart, I was afraid to fulfill the work of the night."
So with a regrettable trick, I shake my head.
"You fought alone then."
I exhaled and continued.
"If I had cooperated, you could have put up with some of it. Right?
And I look to one.
"Our time has passed. Come on, monster. Let's die together."
In a cool tone, he told that to what was his wife.
And breathe heavily, jumping into nostalgia.
(Don't stop! My heart. If you want to move a little now, you can rupture later)
And last, Lightning Sword burst.