Not even at night. Wang Du's pleasure district is busy, and the streets and shop lights instantly overwhelm the stars.
At the end of the century, when I finished playing the test of "Wind Cloud Child's New Work," I was in a flow of people to get home.
(… uncomfortable)
Me holding my own ass down with one hand, while I flaunt my face.
At the end of the century, the women in the store shot each other with a toy cane, Wand, but when they were hit, the stick they planted in their asses shivered.
I've been banned from going in and out of bed since I attacked the back of Teaching Light Patrol Sensei, but I'm not used to being made.
(When you get home, why don't you hang your healing magic)
Conditional abnormality recovery for injury treatment, which would it be? I don't think the disease treatment is going to work.
With that in mind, climb the stairs of a three-story stone building.
"I'm home. I'm home."
When you open the door, it's the relatives that get into your eyes. This is how they welcome us sometimes, but in addition to the eels and dangouts, there are also turtles today.
"That's unusual, I can't believe Zaratan's here."
Basically, I don't come out of a pond in the garden unless I call you.
So Imoske, the head of the family, explains. He said he had something to tell me and had been waiting for me since the sun went down.
"That was bad. You've waited a long time."
I was going to come home a little sooner, but I was late for the unscheduled invitation to test play.
While I apologize to everyone, I'm taking the three of them to the living room. And change the bath towel laid on the floor, in the car seat.
"Okay, shall we start a family meeting?"
Turtles who take my proclamation and snort out small. It was about the twisting angle (capricorn).
Until recently, the herd was in the Spirit Forest, but said it had disappeared. One of the heads I was this morning seems to be a young man who was leaving the herd to brush himself.
"What, so you went back to the Spirit Forest with that twisted horn?"
Surprised by the next word.
The twisted horns (capricorns) fled into the garden forest, frightened by the giant look of me. I came back a little later, so my family explained, 'I'm not scared'.
The twisted corner (capricorn) after hearing it said he hoped to return in a serious manner.
"Group Reno Location Ga, Wakattarashi"
Zaratan says.
The young man with the twisted corner (capricorn) reacted with the information I brought: "I've seen it in the northern countries recently".
A mountainous area southeast of the Spirit Forest. They said the twisted corner (capricorn) did not live there, and the herd must have moved.
"But it's pretty steep. Rest of the night, it would have been nice early tomorrow morning."
That would have helped me heal my injuries, and Zalatan wouldn't have had to make the day metastases.
Here Dangolow takes over the words. The twisted horn (capricorn) sees a large amount of poisonous grass growing in the garden forest, so he decides.
"I see."
There's not much to eat in the place just now, and all the flocks should be suffering from hunger. It would be dangerous if we did not bring them here immediately.
That's what they thought.
"Whoa? What. Oh well."
A five-year-old larvae from a magpie butterfly that lifts the first half here and moves and appeals to the wacky and ibo legs.
If the young man with the twisted corner (capricorn) was able to convince the herd, Imoske would pull it later.
"If they wanted it, they could summon it. Wow, that's the head of the family."
After seeing a praiseworthy eel, move your gaze sideways to the turtle.
"Sounds like a metastasis since the sun went up, but the elves didn't find it?
I was acting early in the morning to avoid it. Zaratan's answer is that it's probably okay.
They only stayed for a very short time.
The torsional angle (capricorn) was lighter than the heavy horse "Heavy Lancer" and said it jumped lightly without having to land.
"It was like a goat, like a cliff, but it seemed fine."
Convinced, I'm glad the conversation went on. Hopefully, we'll be able to welcome new residents soon.
When I saw this agenda was over, the turtle opened its mouth.
Next, a sermon to surprise the twisted angle (capricorn)
Be prepared but not. This morning, I said I needed to talk to you about the information that a swarm of twisted horns (capricorns) disappeared from the Spirit Forest.
This is a separate case. It seems to have been since this morning.
"Sleepy Tail Things Gaal"
That's what I started talking about in advance. There are many parts of magic and stuff that I don't understand, but in summary, here's the thing.
(Did you get hooked on spam)
A call that has been intermittent over the past few days. He answered after sending a twisted angle (capricorn).
"Failure Sita"
Then he came in forcefully and said that for a moment, but he had a peek at his senses.
I immediately shut it off, but since then, they've had a crazy mass of calls going on.
"... that's tough"
Window that keeps opening whether you turn it off or not. It reminds me of that experience and lowers the tone of my voice.
"You said you wouldn't go hang up because you've been in touch with me and Imosque?
Then ask me what I can do, and I think the healing magic might work.
"Well, give it a try"
Reach out, grab the methyl and lift. The F-rank injury treatment, disease treatment, and state abnormality recovery are then tried sequentially.
In "Disease Treatment" and "Conditional Abnormality Recovery," I had the feeling of hitting the wall. Maybe it's like a virus.
"We might be able to figure this out."
Being responsive means that it can be cured.
Mouth to reassure, look at the window. The curtains are closed, so it wouldn't be a problem to use more luminescent magic than C-rank.
(Would you like to go up from the rank below)
First of all, it activated E-rank disease treatment.
Slightly back in time, the place also travels to the Spirit Forest.
This is High Elf's old lady's workshop inside the elves. It is a high-floor wooden architecture built at the roots of the world tree, slightly resembling the home of Barba Yaga.
"Make it the best pharmacist in the area, the user of water attribute magic"
Because she was such a girlfriend, she was allowed to set up a workshop on the roots of the world tree.
Success.
Magic formations shining strong on indoor floors. A high elf old woman, sweating her face crooked on her forehead in the center of it.
By adding the magic sucked up from the world tree to his own magic, he was activating the great magic of connecting Zaratan with consciousness.
Later, we just wait to notice the call.
(Opened!
As the guardian of the Spirit Lake, Zalatan, the Great Spirit Beast, watches over the Elves. But all of a sudden, he disappeared, and he was missing.
It's the first time I've seen you gone, a bunch of favors. The hard work of searching to get it back has finally borne fruit.
(Huh!)
What appeared behind the old woman's brain was Zaratan's vision.
There was a figure of a great tree that stretched its branches wide into the sky and made its translucent leaves grow.
(World Tree! And it's not like what's inside)
A world tree that should have only one in the world.
That was another possibility that had been definitively seen from the world's magic balance of payments. But what I was able to confirm with my eyes was that this was the beginning.
The old woman's consciousness exceeded the limits of processing, and she stopped moving.
(... hold on, me)
What got it back on track was the change in vision caused by Zaratan moving his gaze.
When the tortoise that appears to be in the lake bows its head, it sees a large herd of warcraft that looks like a heavy horse riding "Heavy Lancer" walking along the shore.
(I need to remember this sight with no extra space, and figure out where it is)
But that determination was also broken when the gaze moved sideways to the roots of the world tree.
(Roots are eaten!
A warcraft that looks fierce because it sees multiple legs, covered all over its body by a disastrous thorn. That was digging back into the roots of the world tree.
In contrast to the nearby heavy horse riding Heavy Lancer, it turns out to be an incredibly large warcraft. That size, you could call it a hill.
(Okay!
To that sight, a thunderbolt runs from the old woman's skull to her spine.
This is the myth that harms the world tree and destroys the world.
Zaratan left the Spirit Lake because he realized this. And now I must be challenging you to fight to save the next generation of world trees.
The twilight about disappearing fits, and the twilight in his heart is blown away.
Zaratan, we Elves can help.
You must have gone alone to bring your beloved Elves into battle.
But such consideration is unnecessary.
(Nobles Obriege)
We are the Elves. High and noble, but therefore obliged to the world.
The view is different from those who think only of themselves every day.
"Dokoda! Yan E! Sugni Row K '
Using spiritual language, the old woman calls to Zaratan. Even if we put it in the Elves, she'll be the only one who can speak fluently so far.
(What? What)
But the next moment, abruptly, the vision is blacked out. I found out the connection was broken.
(... the enemy of that world (World Enemy) noticed!
I guess I put up a junction or something. I am convinced that force is not the only thing that reacts quickly.
The old woman pours in even more magic when her hands are combined. We have to do something to find out where it is and get to the help as soon as possible.
Otherwise the world will perish.
(Please, Zaratan, answer me!
The magic team added even more light.
Time returns, the place is also the living room at home.
"Can't it be in the E-rank? It's a big one, actually."
Me squealing, with the turtle high.
I feel signs of worry in my crushed eyes and nod to reassure them.
"Okay, next up is D-Rank"
When the state abnormality recovery is applied, it feels like pushing through. You can see this has healed.
When I went on to activate the disease treatment, this one worked as well.
"What do you say?
Asked, Zaratan looks up at the ceiling. Put it away for a little while and look at me again.
"Still making noise?
Disease treatment for state abnormal recovery. Both were fully healed.
I think the injury healing is applied, but I don't feel injured.
"Hmm."
Never before. Just in case, I tried to hang up the state abnormality recovery again.
He's not healing.
I definitely should have pushed through, but I have the feeling of hitting the wall.
With absolute confidence in the root magic "Acacic Magic" lent from the stone statue, I made one hypothesis.
"Are you contaminated again"
Terrible spam mail. While healing one, the other must have been eroded.
"Well, what do we do"
If I deal with both at the same time, I also feel like I can handle it. But there's only one magic I can use at a time.
Lower the tortoise to chest height and figure out what to do.
All you have to do is push.
You can say it's reopened. I don't have enough magic to deal with it technically.
"As magical as it was when I healed my tail. Can I use that?
What you don't know, it's best to ask someone you seem to know. The long-living know-it-all tortoise shakes its head vertically, okay.
"It's a little dazzling, but be patient"
I tell Zaratan as well as the other two watching over this one. Using B-rank Conditional Anomaly Recovery Magic.
"Oh, shit."
At the same time as the hanging voice, the turtle glows green.
What I felt then was the feeling of a wooden air cannon cork flying. I think I can even hear the sound of spawn.
"One more thing"
Before you push me back, I also have to treat the illness and put it down. Between a beat, the blue light fills the room.
"Is that it?"
But this time, I didn't respond. Feels like you didn't put cork on the tip of a wooden air cannon and pushed it with a stick from behind.
It is out of the tail.
"What kind of thing?
Ask Zaratan, even as he tilts his neck. The tortoise, with its eyes closed tightly, slowly opened its eyes to my voice.
Black eyes stare at this one with their tiny eyes and move their heads vertically and small.
"Consumer eta"
In the meantime, we seem to have figured it out.
Zaratan said to take good care of it now and not answer strange calls.
"So who was the other guy?
When I feel safe, I open my eyes and mouth unwillingly.
Probably an elf. He said he might have had a visual peek, but he wouldn't know where it was.
"... again"
There's shadows everywhere. They stink.
After that, everyone, the Elf's Bad Mouth Games. It is an unproductive act, but only thrives on it.
It was another night when I realized the depth of my business.
Time to be rewound, right after Tauro used D-rank magic
The place is inside the elf, in the workshop of the old lady in the high elf.
(Awesome pressure. That's the enemy of the world.
Old woman sweating and letting fall, eating her teeth off.
I continued to exercise my magic for half a day instead of water, but the enemy finally came out to fight back.
We have strengthened our efforts to completely disconnect this one from Zaratan.
(I am the best water attribute surgeon in the Elves. I won't let that happen)
Some leeway, also seen in agony. By pushing back several waves, I was able to grasp the opponent's upper limit.
(This will be fine. I can handle it.)
Now if there is action from the Zaratan side, a strong bridge will be built that will not be disturbed by anyone.
In such a sure moment, the surrounding area is filled with intense green light.
(What?)
In the corner of the elf this night, there was an explosion. Blow the workshop's cut wife roof high, and the old high-elf woman who lives here is unconscious.
There was no announcement from the High Elves to those inside about the cause.