I’m a Dullahan, Looking for My Head

Running in the direction of rising smoke, he heard a familiar voice for some reason.

"'Fireball' huh!

Hearing his voice, he stops his leg, which was running at a fierce speed, and slowly approaches him.

The place where the voice and smoke went up seemed like an open place, and that was the only place where the trees hadn't grown.

A promising place on the ground where lawn-like weeds just grow.

Sisty stood there, as expected.

I'll see what happens from the shade of the tree, but there are no other shadows or demons.

Which means we never had a temple new encounter......

I break my knee with Gakshi as I grab hold of the tree.

Oh, my God. I want my expectations back just now.

Sure, Sisty is an adorable female adventurer... but I already know her.

I was looking for a new meeting.

But what does he do alone in these woods?

Even though Sisty said she wanted to rest her body today. You weren't feeling ill because it's my day?

Once again, looking at the situation, something like a target was piercing the ground at the end of Sisty's rugged gaze.

It feels like I stabbed a tree that had fallen around it, stabbed it with a nail that had fallen around it, and fixed it.

The distance between Sisty and the wooden target is about fifteen meters.

Could it be that you're even practicing magic here?

"'Fireball' huh!

As I lean my neck and wonder, Sisty shouts a powerful voice and turns her wand toward the target.

Then a fireball was created from the wand, flying straight and crushing the target - without straying to the right diagonal like a beautiful slider.

"Already! Why are you going that way!

Sisty shook her wand as a boom.

... Sisty, maybe your magic is already done.

Who will be able to bend the fireball so beautifully over there......

Or is it that I've been shooting magic for a long time now and the broken target hasn't stood?

If you look at it, the ground there was burned by a fireball, and the soil peeled out.

"… Maybe the fireball is not feeling well today."

Sisty groaned, trying to put her hand on her chin and think about it if she calmed down a little.

I'd like to stick it in my fireball and see how it's doing, but this is a good place to enjoy the Sisty practice scenery.

Then Sisty took a deep breath to regain her mind, and then started chanting.

"'Lightning' heh!

Sisty's temperamental voice rises, bees and thunder gushing from the tip of the cane.

The moment Thunder was released from his cane, he curved to draw a parabola and struck directly at my hidden tree without going straight.

"Ah............!

Ah, hey! Closed my mouth and I lowered my posture and hid.

The tree that Lightning hit directly had the pussy and smoke up to peel out the contents.

The surface is red-hot and burnt.

I would have been hit with this kind of magic by Sisty...

"... you won't hit me. Then you can't cast magic on Duke. Even yesterday Duke made fun of me..."

Hey, your goal will be to increase your magical control so you can target demons. I provoked yesterday to remind you of Sisty's lack of control, but not to make you hit me! Though the purpose would be different!

I'd like to scold Sisty for being shunned, but I'm patient. You can't let me squeak out and interrupt Sisty's practice.

Because of this, Sisty is trying to gain control. There's nothing I can do to help, and I'll keep a warm eye on Sisty's efforts here.

"Would it be easier to hit it if I wrote even Duke's paintings in a targeted way?

Can I scold him after all?

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"... if you paint my picture, don't get angry where you hit it in one shot"

When Sisty painted my picture, she hit the target with a single shot in the lightning.

So Sisty rejoiced and kept unleashing the magic of Lightning, forgetting what she had just felt. Watching Sisty rise, I'm not worried he'll pinpoint my helmet on the next quest.

That won't go out of style.

In the end, the only other hit was another shot, but Sisty seemed really satisfied. I guess it's a good achievement for Sisty, even if Lightning just hit two shots in the target.

He had shot in so much from me, he had only hit two shots and he was desperate...

Then Sisty continued practicing until around sundown and returned to the Wang Capital.

I was watching until the end of the day, and I got out of the woods late without calling Sisty.

At the end of my gaze, I can see Sisty running down the road on her running feet.

You should be tired from the practice, but the footsteps seem light because you have successfully achieved results. Sisty's blue ponytail is bouncing well on her back.

But I was surprised that Sisty was practicing magic voluntarily.

Would it have been so regrettable to have been made fun of yesterday?

He said he had business after the quest, but I guess he was practicing yesterday, too? No, I may have been sneaking in here and practicing before that.

I knew there was something I hated about losing for the calm atmosphere, but I didn't know I was here alone in these woods to practice......

Well, it's hard to say that results have been achieved so far.

Maybe he really wanted a rest, but he actually wanted to sneak up on some magic practice.

Seemed sorry if I did, and strangely quick to say.

Maybe he wanted to surprise me by showing me where he practiced and got better.

On the other hand, I'm looking forward to the next crusade quest, and I'm scared.

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Me dropping off Sisty and then going on an unpopular meadow.

The sun is already setting and the sky is about to shift from a blue to a purple blue color.

Looking around to make sure no one was there, I shouted at the cloak.

"Come! Purple Flame!

When I screamed in memory of the purple flame, the dark color appeared from the ground in front of me, so that it could float.

"Hiiiiiiiin!"

I still raise my voice and shake up my front leg today.

Purple flame looks as good as ever. Last time, Sisty suddenly appeared, making it appropriate to return her.

I have time today, so I'll stroke your neck so you can do the right thing for me.

Beh, I'm sorry I forgot, or something, right?

Then I cross the back of purple flames and run through the meadows.

The sunset meadows are filled with cold winds, and the weeds around them shake sarcastically.

There were no demons or signs of people around, only the running sound of purple flames sounded.

It feels good when the cold air strokes the armor every time the purple flame thrusts.

Hugh and the wind pass to the gap in the armor, so the refreshment is not half as good.

It's as cool as a bath.

The area is already stained with darkness, but from the undead me, it looks like daylight.

It feels strange, but it's convenient.

That's how he runs through the plains in no time and into the woods.

The depressed forest reminds me of the Devil's Forest, the first starting point in this world.

"…… At that time, every time I ran, the goblins came from the sidewalk"

"Gee!"

As the word goes, I will kick into the goblin that is currently popping up.

Goblins roll around and stop moving.

"...... it was hard to jump out like I just did"

"Gee!"

"That's a lot!

Goblins interrupting my affairs whining emotionally. Don't get lost. I'll tease the Durahan kick.

Those are the ruling demons of the Night Forest. Violency and encounter rates are definitely different at night and day.

Perhaps they are gathering because of the high footsteps of purple flame.

I think my skills as an adventurer are biased when I strangle a cow or get used to kicking a goblin off a horse.

This is why I have the Great Sword, so I want to treat it better.

Well, goblins are easier to kick because they're small.

With that in mind, there was a Blue Bear standing there trying to block our path.

Signal for me to pull the purple flame railing slightly.

Of course, the bear blocking the road can't let us get away with it, and I've been waving my arms, but I'm waving the sword around my torso at the speed of purple flame.

The sword, which has gained weight and momentum, cleaves and mutilates the bear's flesh easily.

In the rear there was a sound of something falling out of place, but I don't care.

There must be a grotesque sight waiting for you.

"If the weight of the Great Sword goes with the speed of the purple flame, you don't have to shake it a lot to kill it completely."

I look at the Great Sword with emotion and then shake off the bloodshed.

"All right, let's keep knocking down the demons and running!

"Him!"

Purple flame seems happy with my words.

I guess I'm glad I haven't been able to run in a while.

I spent an hour slaughtering demons and ran through the night forest with purple flames.