I arrived at home as the sun set on the western ridge.
Go out into the garden and call the families, and hold the three men gathered together in their arms. And carried it straight to the bathroom where the bath towel was laid.
"Something terrible has happened. Listen up, everybody."
Put on the Walrus "Agura" and tell the eels, the dangouts, and the turtles.
I guess I felt like crap. The three wait silently for my continuation.
"An elf fired a spiritual cannon and one city burned down"
Face to face, deputy chiefs Imoske and General Dangolow. They don't know what a spiritual cannon is.
On the other hand, it was Zaratan who had a strong reaction. The Great Spirit Beast of the Long Living began to explain to the relatives of his still young predecessors.
"Magi Karta, the Grand Charter, no Hazmatsu Force Da"
It looks like an attack magic launcher who saw the world tree on his wand Rifle.
Rules laid down by the Magi Carta, the Grand Charter. They were created as a force to protect it, and Zaratan also lent a hand in the form of advice to the previous Lord.
After Imosques understands, he turns to me.
"Resident Daitas Ha?
"They're all dead. Only those who were on the knight survived. That's not everyone either."
Fire arrows (firearrows) that didn't end with a single blow and continued to descend. The class B cavalry itself was safe, so I guess it was less powerful.
But the knight, who was near the center of the range, couldn't get out of the sea of flames and said the pilot was dead.
"Insufficient ability of auxiliary magic formations. Or the depletion of the pilot's magic. '
Either unknown, but they must no longer be able to handle heat and smoke.
Twenty centimetres long, the tortoise opens its mouth with a wave of strong anger to my answer.
"...... Xu Senu"
According to the following words, the Magi Carta, the Great Charter, is the existence that lays the minimum rules to the world. The purpose is to prevent blood from flowing other than warriors.
To its ideal, the Lord of the people who lived on Zaratan's back resonated. He said that the tortoise helped him because of the previous Lord's desire.
"Well, then, you won't be able to bear it."
Quite the opposite way to be used. Moreover, it is forcefully activated, disregarding the provisions of the Magi Carta, the grand charter.
It would also be natural for a warm turtle to get angry.
"By the way, does the Spirit Cannon reach the King's Capital?
I'm afraid the only thing that matters to me is me and my family, people involved in it. Not everything that lives and lives
I wanted to reassure you, Zaratan's answer is' arrive '.
"Right. Elf's arm stretches this far."
The Elf idea of making fun of people and just using them. A good example would be ponytail, which had contributed until it made a lot of debt due to brainwashing.
I realized I was paying you back.
"Peel, peel and peel the elf beans that were too worked out and like walnut shells"
As a result, their refreshments were a great success.
Until now, they didn't move one eyebrow at a man opponent in the people's race and pretended they were feeling it in a bad act. It is now only breathing into the elf beans that it begins to scream.
(That's when Elf closed the shop and disappeared from the Wang capital)
Every time you play, you are forced to succumb to the men of the people. Pride, body, I bet you didn't have either.
Me, it felt good not to have an elf from the king's capital. But from the current situation, it turns out, 'Burn it down, but don't be afraid to involve your countrymen'.
(But the Elves are already at war with the Empire)
On the grounds of revenge for bean peeling, it is unlikely to target Wang Du as a priority. But I didn't want the Elves to have dangerous weapons like spiritual cannons.
A strong wave arrives from the tortoise at me thinking with a harsh look.
"Going to stop it?
Now that the Elves have crossed the hurdles of their minds, it is not unlikely that they will use it again. So before that, it is a suggestion that it will destroy the Spirit Cannon.
Ask how, it was really simple. He says he will transfer to the Spirit Lake and unleash the greatest attack magic he has from there to the world tree.
If you do a lot of damage to the world tree, the Magi Karta, an integrated grand charter, will also be damaged. Then the magic of the Spirit Cannon will become unusable.
(A combination of metastasis and ranged attack magic? This is vicious)
The Ultimate Look of Hit and Away.
As an Alliance Knight pilot, I have gained quite a bit of action, so I can see the horror.
However, I was concerned about the fact that it would damage the world tree.
"A world tree is a big book of magic with only one in the world, isn't it? Can I hurt you?"
To my question, the Great Spirit Beast, who somehow turns his face to the garden. And nod back.
"Mo, it's okay da"
I don't know why, but Zaratan says he's seen the world tree for years on a lake in the Spirit Forest. There will be no mistake.
"So you're gonna go pap, shoot Don, and you're gonna be home soon, right?
Now I hear softly, relieved, that I no longer worry about the Spirit Cannon. But the tortoise's return was dull.
(Hmm? This is)
My on-site supervisory skills, The False Sensor, pick up the feeling.
Craftsmen who want to head to the next scene quickly and do the omission work without thinking about it later. The experience of not realizing it and causing it to leak is what made me get it.
I have to overlap my questions to find out what I'm hiding.
"You're gonna end up with a blow?
The answer is no. The defensive magic hung on the world tree is strong, and even Zaratan needs to do everything in his power.
Nearly five shots will be necessary. Besides, they also have an interception system for the grand charter Magi Karta.
"What about your protection in the meantime? It's not just the grand charter Magi Karta, there must be some elf knights. They're coming over here on the water and in a hover."
As for the greatest magic, the shooting interval should also be long. While you're building the stockpile, you can't even fight back.
If they come close and surround themselves, they will be unilaterally magically attacked.
He's an elf.
He calls Zalatan 'the great spiritual beast who makes him guardian of the Spirit Lake and watches over the Elves', claiming to be respectful.
But from what we've done, we'll cut it off if we don't have a profit. If you try to destroy the Spirit Cannon, they must attack you to stop it.
"Convince the Elves. Destroy the Spirit Cannon, not '
Zaratan should agree with you because you are choosing that first hand.
"Resistant Elle"
Answering tortoise. But the waves that come through are strangely shaken and felt.
I got hungry, my eyes were tall, and I lay my words in a serious tone.
"Will you be able to come back to the garden forest properly and safely?
Zaratan hasn't responded.
As I fold, I also ask you about the part called "Unleash the Greatest Attack Magic, Almost Five Shots". Because I felt an unpleasant sound, like I was beyond my limits.
"I command you as Lord. Answer me honestly."
Zalatan exhales deeply after blinking two or three degrees.
"... after all, life expectancy will shrink. It's big too."
The reply is as bad as I expected. And the Spirit Cannon will be able to destroy it, but I don't know if I can afford to return.
Screaming waves, noisy imosques and dangolows. Wait for me to control the two with my hands, and Zaratan spins the words out quietly.
"Sufficient Ni Raw Kita. Spirit Gun Torch Replacement Enala Evil Kunai '
It even gives a cool atmosphere. But I'm not going to admit such a good outfit.
"The Buntan will be here soon. I was so excited, you didn't have to eat it."
Moreover, "This year is amazing," heralds the sage Imosuke of the woods. If you continue to do so, the tortoise nagged and shut up.
"I have an idea. Listen to me."
What I said was an idea that I had been coming up with a while ago.
Originally meant to show Zaratan the old lady, the Old Lady, but combined with this operation.
"There will be a lake east of the King's Capital. I want you to move there."
Join my old lady, the Old Lady, and put her on her back to transfer to Spirit Lake.
"From above the armor, I shoot the world tree with long-range attack magic. I want Zalatan to focus on mobility and defense."
You can join forces with me on this. Unlike Zaratan, if I use it more than once, I won't use any more powerful magic to reduce my life expectancy.
This would significantly increase both the success rate and the likelihood of survival.
When nervously glancing at the tortoise's face, he leaves it for a little while and opens his mouth.
"... thanksl"
Apparently a passing score. Zaratan, however, placed only one order.
It's about power. Magic that healed Zaratan's tail before. B-rank for injury treatment, but says it should not be used with a knight on it.
He'll definitely be able to break the protection of the world tree, but he's not good for me.
(I didn't intend to use B-rank.)
Even the C-rank is the amount of magic that the old lady Old Lady was about to burst into. I was planning to use a D-rank light arrow (magic missile).
But from what I'm saying now, I guess it's not enough in the D-rank.
"Okay. I'll try to increase the number of times in C-rank."
I remember being hung by a mixer with countless rock masses in the nest of Hell Bee "Hell Diver" in the basement, and both me and the old lady "Old Lady" wore out.
I didn't forget, but I feel like I could go now.
(Better then, the streets of magic to the old lady Old Lady. Plus, you don't have to worry about where to shoot)
Open outdoors, not confined spaces. And there is the goal of the world tree.
Thus the policy is a decision. The question that remains is how much time the elves have to spare if they are to shoot the Spirit Cannon again.
"Sugniha Shooting Tenaihaz"
Pull your chest down to the tortoise's answer.
Again, just for the great magic, cooling time seems to be long. Perhaps the time to fill the magic also has something to do with it.
"Can I borrow a knight tomorrow or come to the Merchant Alliance?"
What bothers me here is the eels and dangouts like you are willing to go with me to the Lake of the Spirit. Make your heart a ghost, and I'll tell you two.
I'm sorry, but you guys left a message.
The suggestion was that Imoske and Dangolo said, 'Come with me!' and make noise.
But that's right, I'm not taking you. It's hard for me to convince you, so I decided to ask Zaratan, a senior of the same spiritual beast.
"Absolutely, come back"
"Yakuzoku"
Successfully managed to make you understand.
Me and Zaratan, we're gonna cut our fingers off with Imosques and Dangolows. Well, Zaratan just pounds his head gently.
And tonight, we slept together in my bed.
South side of the North Gate of Wang Du. Located north of the Royal Castle, this area is lined with related facilities of the Knights of the Kingdom.
Headquarters, training grounds, hangars, pilots' quarters, etc. This is also where ponytails, braided tits super big tits, and single former adventurer old men live.
(I was alarmed. I should have known better than to hate that he was cowardly)
The time is late at night. Many of the windows in the quarters have already lost light.
In one of them, Ponytail was looking up at the ceiling from the bed and reflecting on the battle ahead.
(I can't believe you came stabbing me with your fingers from behind after you decided to win or lose)
It's her part-time destination, 'Uniform store. I'll have all my uniforms. Come on, you too, now, uniform, conquer!' Competition with Tauro in.
Dirty method of warfare: keep loosening the gate behind you at your fingertips. While I was tormented by it, the ponytail withstood.
"I win!
Long-awaited first victory. Nor would it be possible to shout his fist up into the universe as he glowed his face.
Shortly afterwards, the cowardly came to the root at once, the tip of his finger, which had been pushed only slightly into the daisy flower.
(You even praised me for saying you lost with your mouth)
Under a thin laugh, I must have been aiming for the back to loosen up. I guess I regretted my defeat and couldn't stand it.
(You're a good year, you're too much of a kid)
It is only frightening.
But the contents are childish, but the arms are certain. The shock I suffered at that time was enormous.
A spring that was pushed in slowly and built up strength. Should I describe it as removing the clasp?
In an instant, his heart was swept high into the sky.
(Unforgivable. Because I really can't forgive you)
Leaning his eyebrow root, he distorted his mouth and exhaled his rough breath again and again as he twisted himself. Her fingers on both hands are causing her to penetrate the body from front to back.
This is necessary in order to sensibly reproduce the course of battle.
"Forgive me. Hey, hey!
Ponytails that shrimp on the bed and scream unexpectedly. Immediately clear my ears, but fortunately there is no wall dong from the rooms on either side.
Only for high-paying pilots, probably thanks to the solid construction. A little noise doesn't sound so good next door.
It's his fault. It's all his fault.
I use both hands, so the waves push from front to back. Even though it's tough, it rarely overlaps and turns into a giant triangle.
When that happens, no more. I can't stop my voice.
(... just one more time, you should do some image training)
I have no choice. The next thing you know, you need to win again.
Complement and build a war situation you haven't seen yet with your own imagination.
(I'm sure this time, all of a sudden from behind by fooling me)
A ponytail that swallows spit and pushes the unplugged finger back again.
Tauro in his head was in the playroom, and he said, 'Oh, isn't that the door key, it's not hung?' He said it out.
When I turn my ass on the bed to go check, he's disappointed to grab both flanks with his hands. As expected, they broke in from the emergency exit without warning.
Besides, it's much thicker than my fingers.
(Coward!
To sudden abusive deeds, ponytails that go beyond their limits. But that man doesn't stop. Sliding his hand forward as it was, he began to blame it even before with his fingers.
It fits the image, and the fingers of the ponytail that have increased to two also move violently.
(Shame on you!
A guy I hate in my brain laughs nasty. It's only supposed to be my own imagination, but he takes my fingers and spins the contents like crazy.
And it's not a good time, and synthetic waves are created once again.
"~ ~!"
Ponytails that succeed in pushing and killing voices, but instead kick walls over and over again.
Exactly. This impact cannot even be prevented by thick, heavy partition walls. She got a kick back to the wall from the braided boobs in the next room.