Uro at the roots of the world tree.
In the center, large, small and medium-sized magic formations line up and down, with high elves surrounding them.
All the magic formations were filled with white light, indicating that they were ready.
"All right, everybody. Thanks for your help."
In a polite tone, the Acting Speaker, but High Elf on the Shoulder, told him. Several high elves nod, open the book and hold it with one hand.
By the way, there's no such thing as a skinny old man like a dead tree and an old pharmacist woman. He commanded the guards not to pass.
(From now on, we're going to do the unacceptable work of failure. I'm not going to let anyone who only makes loud noises get in the way)
Knights captain of the Elf Knights and the best pharmacist in the area.
To date, the Acting Speaker has treated the two leading men with courtesy. But when I saw how I behaved earlier, I decided to reconsider.
"Then I'll get started"
Breathe loudly, slowly, and carefully spin out the words.
I don't have anything in my hand. The chant came all the way to my head.
"Turn outside and circle with your back, spread your wings, sixteen guides. Close your wings and let your magic pass to the heart in the middle of the circle. This is the life of the Magi Carta, the Great Charter '
The voice of the five auxiliaries continues the same phrase in the words of the high elf on the shoulder.
After I finished saying it, it was silence that I visited. The speaker changes the wording and re-chants his expression at the lack of response.
"Layer your wings with your neighbor and prevent magic from pouring in. That's only part of the role. I command you again! Tilt your wings and create a gap, and now it is time to lead your magic to your heart. Serve as a guide."
"- Do your part."
The recitation disappears, echoing inside Uro.
To the silence that has changed and visited, the Acting Speaker enhances the colour of the impatience. But soon, there was a vibration about between the sound and the shake.
That's as if multiple stone walls moved underground. A low twist rises from the high elves who are not taking part in the chant.
"... to the sixteen guides loyal to their duties, salute them."
"Respect."
Wipe the sweat off your forehead with the back of your hand, and breathe heavily Acting Speaker. And with the chanting aides, wait for the sway to subside.
Not so long ago, the shake turned into a quiet vibration that something flowed.
Send an eye signal to the surrounding area, while the high elf of the shoulder breathes and inflates the chest.
"O executor of judgment with five colored spears and arrows. The heart of the sixteen blades is now filled with magic."
Wait for the auxiliary repertoire to end and carry on the words.
"Wake up and wield your power. The earth is now filled with those who deserve judgment. '
Acting Speaker sticks his right hand out loud and forward. In line with that movement, the third stage of the magic formation began to emit lightning around.
Everyone shouts the last passage with all their voices and all their strength.
"Feathered with full magic, pulsating and the heart of the executor. Connect Engage!
Acting Speaker with his right hand raised high and waved down. The five aides follow suit.
At the next moment, with bursting sounds like lightning strikes, intense light filled the interior of the uro.
(What do you say?
Waiting for the burnt fundus to regain vision, the chancellor's deputy looks around.
When I began to feel anxious that there was no change, a slow, unprecedented, heavy heartbeat was transmitted from under my feet, and the inside of the uro filled with roaring sounds like I was by the waterfall.
"... Success"
The words someone uttered accurately explained the situation.
"We'll keep control until it's activated. Please leave this place."
Acting chancellor with relief on his face tells the high elves he was watching.
The voice is very hard to hear due to the noise like being near a huge heart. Leaving the Acting Speaker and five chanting aides behind, the High Elves held their ears with their hands and clasped their faces.
"No, it's amazing. I didn't know you could stand up to the Spirit Cannon activation."
As they go outside the thick double doors made of misrilled silver, the high elves share their thoughts.
What most of them look like is pure academic excitement. The high elf will be your sex.
When I breathe some thoughts, the topic moves on to the Speaker's deputies who remained in Uro.
"Are you there for a few days? It's humiliating that you weren't chosen as an aide, but don't even think it helped after hearing that noise."
Some shrugging shoulders. I guess I expressed my consent.
I walked out to the long stairs and heard a few angers and gold cuts from up there.
"Oh man, it's a healthy thing. If you have so much power, you can provide magic."
I guess the captain and the pharmacist came feeling the shake. The guards seem to be protecting the life of the chancellor.
"Face to face, they'll bite. It stinks."
They were high elves with bitter laughs.
Just south of the Spirit Forest. There is a city in the northern realm of the Empire, across a plain that is not yet vast.
Outside the walls surrounding the city stood the tents of the Rose Knights, and class B, scattered with numerous roses on the black ground, mounted on one knee.
"You think the world tree is glowing?
In a large tent, Rosehip asks his men back.
The time now is before noon. On my first regular reconnaissance today, I say I noticed.
"It's hard to see in the light of day, but if you look nearby, you'll see. And gradually, but I felt it was getting stronger."
To the words of the pilot, a grand old man with short gray hair who bends his eyebrows and thinks.
When I took the piece of paper on the desk, I wrote down something with a high brush pressure.
"It's lords and lords. Please."
Stick your head into the pen stand and stick out the broken piece of paper to the griffon that was twisting your head.
The white bird with the back leg flew out of the tent when pinched with a couch.
"Achievements without a single mistake and speed"
Pets who won the Lord's credibility were acting as a preaching order for the Rose Knights.
This time it also reached two people all over the city, and the mature Viscount and the old samurai immediately appeared in the tent.
"I apologize for calling you. I thought it would be more convenient for you two knights to ride here."
Uncle Rosehip recommends a seat and communicates information from the reconnaissance.
Class A knight of an old samurai who is the Knight Commander of the Imperial Knights. Armored martial artists in shades like painted with lacquer had already completed their restoration.
The same is true of the mature Viscount, a lord, Grade A in crimson.
"We should see it with these eyes."
Mature Viscount showing consent to the words of the old samurai after hearing them.
Uncle Rosehip stood up and opened his mouth.
"Shall we come quickly, then? If we're a Class A Troika, we'll be all right in the Elf Knight range."
Alerted was a magical attack from the woods.
If an old samurai with a magically resistant shield is with him, he'll be able to leave even if he's targeted by a black-green stabbing elf class A.
The three men who left the tent boarded and set out to their respective knights.
Uncle Rosehip's, Class A stained black with large red roses. The cockpit also had Griffon, naturally.
"Don't eat magic now"
Uncle Rosehip tells the pet above his head. You understand or not, if you say so, scratch your neck with your back leg.
The three horsemen head north and reach the boulder walls that divide the small plains to the north and south. Dropped off by soldiers and class C packing at the checkpoint, further north.
It broke out near the outer edge of the Spirit Forest without undergoing a magical attack from a distance.
"… indeed, let the light shine"
From the high point of view of the knight, looking up at the world tree over the heads of the trees in the woods, the likeness of a rainbow rose with changing colours.
"Look at you, too."
Uncle Rosehip speaks up to Griffon who shows interest and opens the hatch just a little.
White little bird with his face out of the gap in his chest armor and looking out. Looking back, he descended into the groin of the Lord and began to follow the giant mite (sandworm) violently.
"Have you noticed anything?
In an instant, Rosehip Uncle increases the hardness of the giant mite (sandworm) and bounces off the couch. It is a familiar thing because it is a pet's jerk when it is upset.
Calm Griffon looked up to the Lord and came flying waves of emotion.
(Is this feeling fear? It's an instinctive thing that feels like a giant waterfall or an increased turbulence)
Make a rugged look and Uncle Rosehip asks again.
"Something unpleasant happens, right?
The emotion to be returned is' yes'.
"What time is it? Soon?
Now I'll show you how lost I am. But out of the impatience it conveys, he decides it's urgent.
Grade A of roses on the black ground inviting the other two horsemen and touching each other's torso. He then emitted an external audio that dropped the volume and made it sound to his opponent's cavalry.
'Griffon is issuing a warning. Very soon, when something happens'
Trembling crimson cavalry.
"Is it a spiritual cannon?
To the mature Viscount's question, Uncle Rosehip replied, I don't know.
Place for a little while, and the lacquered torso also vibrates.
'Consider it a spiritual cannon, you should move. Return once and take immediate action'
Outside the northern city, returning to the tent of the Rose Knights, they first run the news to the Empire City.
Next thing we can do. We started a meeting about the North City being targeted.
"The main knight should be pushed out to the inquisition."
To Uncle Rosehip's opinion, the two nodding.
From the checkpoint, giant stone walls are built to the east and west. This would be the perfect place to protect it.
Discussions ensued on measures to protect residents.
"Whoever has a basement goes to the basement. Anyone who lives in a stone house will be sent to the back room. Otherwise, gather in the auditorium."
Mature Viscount suggests.
An auditorium is a stone assembly hall that stands facing Central Square. Relatively sturdy and accommodates a significant number of people.
I was expecting this, so I also brought in water, food, blankets, etc.
When I saw the old samurai accept, I turned my face diagonally back.
"Command the evacuation, please. We're going to the front."
Standing there is a skinny man with an old face who looks lucky and thin. He is a deputy to the mature Viscount.
"I'll take care of it"
After receiving a salute from his deputy, the three A-class riders took their seats.
Here the stage jumps from the city north of the Empire to the king's capital of the kingdom.
The time is past noon. From the sun high above the blue sky, the early summer sun is pouring down to the king's capital.
I was headed southeast of Central Square to a school in Middletown.
I've never had an out-of-store date before.
He was invited by his teacher, Teaching Light Patrol, because of a junior game at his alma mater school.
(Shit. He's already here)
I should have come earlier than the rendezvous time, but before the school gate, I already saw Teaching Light Patrol Sensei.
Even though there's a distance, I figured it out because it's so conspicuous.
Face, style, and aura. That's the woman who works in your three houses. The dimension of presence is different from that of the surroundings.
"Did you make him wait? Excuse me."
Me stopping by for a little run and calling out. The surroundings raise their voiceless twirls, both male and female, and look this way with a surprised look.
"I Don't Match You"
These are the words to describe the emotions that come through. I know about my looks, so I guess this reaction is natural.
(This amazing gaze feels good again)
No matter what they think, it's true that the goddess with the white long skirt is smiling back. I feel like I'm looking good, taking a few familiar hands and going on campus.
A gaze piercing his back and a slight hissing. The self-manifesting desire is fulfilled in abundance, and the mind continues to flourish.
"Dear Tauro. It's that indoor arena."
I was escorting even though I didn't know where I was, and I was pulled back by the bitter Teaching Light Patrol Sensei.
If you look at it, it's a rather large building with a stone dome. At the entrance there is a sign labeled "Flower Road" Games, Women's District Qualifying Venue, "swallowing a large audience.
"Is it a battle between rival schools and tradition?"
Me remembering the conversation in bed and saying it. It's still the first round, but he wanted to back it up because it's a battle of causes.
Enter the building listening to Teaching Light Patrol Sensei's athletic years.
"Senior! Are you here?"
Then just now, I was surrounded by girls about between middle school and high school students.
I mean with the junior members of the club, but they're all very excited. I guess it's more of a legend than an admiration.
Besides, I look indoors a little further away.
(Do you do it over there)
Large space with domed ceilings. In the center of it is a circular stage about six meters in diameter and a meter high. Soft-looking mats are laid.
Incidentally, "Whether or not" is the same thing as a divine match in the Holy City. They say it's the most popular competition among students.
And Teaching Light Patrol teacher seems to have been close to invincibility as a student.
"Please sit here"
One of the students showed me the front row seats. After a short while, Teaching Light Patrol Sensei, finally freed from the juniors, came next door.
"That's very popular."
Teaching light patrol teacher shrugging his shoulders like lights on my words. After that, he spends until the game begins, listening for explanations.
In summary, group fights, not individual fights. It also consists of five men, from the vanguard to the general, who say it's a winning battle.
Girls with feathers on their capes, sitting next to us. I guess they are the athletes.
"It's time to start"
Teaching light patrol teacher's words back and forth, you hairy girl goes up to the stage, takes off her cape and exposes herself to a yellow bikini.
What emerged from the other side was a blue bikini with a tough face and a lady cut. Both have unfinished slim body lines because of their youth.
"Let the game begin!
With the voice of the referee standing on stage, two close to the center in a fighting pose. Release punches like cats to quickly strip off their bras.
The yellow one who played his opponent's arm grabbed the blue chest disappointingly with both hands and burrowed mightily from the top of the bra. I asked the question as I watched.
"Nah, rub, lick. Were these the only three methods of attack?"
Teaching to snort, Dr. Light Patrol. You can't beat him or slap him or decide on a joint. They shouldn't hurt me anyway.
Blue bikini pushed down unshakably, snatched bra and sucked on chest. He tries to bridge and escape, but on the contrary, he turns his hand around his back and gets held in disappointment.
She kept sucking, but her closed thighs loosened. Not missing that moment, the right hand of the yellow bikini extended to the lower abdomen.
"Hiya."
At the same time as the voice of the blue bikini of despair, fingers penetrate between the cloth and the skin. I groan violently.
Without going too far between them, the athlete at the other school raised and gibbered up a mixed scream of anguish and sweetness.
"First, you win."
To my words, Teaching Light Patrol teacher looking for a high touch with a smile. When I touched my empty chest, I was gently poked in the head.
On the other hand, the next sharp blue bikini is available. It's the same color and shape bikini, so I guess it's a uniform.
(Now you're in contact)
Both naked as a result of taking them off. The situation now that we have moved to sleep is that we are sticking our heads into each other's groins and moving our tongues violently.
The sound of licking is heard between cheers.
"Ah."
This is the voice of Teaching Light Patrol Sensei. The junior couldn't stand it, and he let go of his face.
The opponent immediately inverts his body and keeps his groin away from the opponent's range. Now the blue buries his face between his yellow thighs, in a unilaterally licking position.
(Have you decided?)
The yellow consciousness has already expired. Eventually he stretches one leg into the universe, turning his jaw back and waving his back.
A development that picks up wins alternately, even after each win and loss. But at the end of the day, he was won in a row by the other general, and Teaching Light Inspector's alma mater lost.
He was forced to succumb with a bent finger penetrating left and right.
(Hmm?)
I look at the bench at the other school while comforting Teacher Light who drops his shoulders. That's where I found him.
I notice him over there, and he walks over here. Teaching light patrol teacher speaks from next door before I open my mouth.
"You lost."
"Naturally. Because I teach you."
The answer was a young woman with a Rin atmosphere. Whoever it is, it's Mr. Cool. Teaching Professor Light explained to me how to get my gaze back and forth between us.
"A student rival?
I'm surprised and convinced. The part about "Teaching Light Patrol Sensei Was Close to Invincibility" earlier. He said it was Mr. Cool who fought each other.
Mr. Cool, who has plenty of time, said he recently took on his alma mater coach.
When he bows his head to me, Mr. Cool leaves for the other side with a beautiful, spine-stretched hindsight.
"The world seems big and small, you know, there's a lot going on."
To me sighing, Teaching Professor Light shrugs her shoulders and laughs.
After the venue to defeat the first battle, he discovered another sign inside the arena. The characters written are "Flower Road" Games, Men's District Qualifying Venue ".
(No, unlike the divine match in the Holy Capital, that was a woman to woman earlier)
I guess this is the mix of men and women. I nodded in my heart and went in with Teaching Light Inspector. And I got out right away.
(I'm an idiot)
I can only be dismayed by my shallowness.
Earlier, it was a lily match in 'Women'. Then why not 'boys'? Naturally, it was a rose match.
Fighting on stage were bikini pants men who were slipped down and half assed. It contained the groins of each other that stood apart in their mouths, and they were in rings on the mat.
(uh-huh)
Honestly, this is the only voice I have.
Teaching light patrol teacher is flat, looks around the audience and says' Sounds like you're getting popular 'happily.
A few years ago, when she was active, the boys didn't seem very thriving.
(That's right. This is the world, right?)
If there are girls, there are boys. It's only natural.
If you're saying that same-sex matches are disgusting, you have to think the same thing about women's clubs.
(Because I'm a man, I don't like men's games. This won't be a reason either)
If you think about it with a change of gender, it's the same as Teaching Light Patrol saw the girls' game.
(What Cultural Difference)
I am reminded once again of the other world. But I'm not going to get over this cultural step.
(I like women. That's fine)
You don't have to. You just have to live as you please.
I switched my mind, and I turned to Teaching Light Patrol teacher walking next door.
"You're going to shop and then you're going to eat"
Teaching smiling Light Patrol teacher to join hands and walk north with shopping district.
And after cruising around until dark, he accompanied Jaanne to work to tighten it in play.