I’m a Dullahan, Looking for My Head

"'Lightning' heh!

Thunder strikes along with Sisty's prestigious voice.

If I hit it, it would blow up about Elder Trent's arm, but that only drives me through the air from earlier.

"Hey! How many times have you been here! I'm not telling you to go through with it!? You're a crooked artist with all the moving twigs and leaves!

Even though I am desperately slashing down countless twigs and branches stretching out of Elder Trent, I can't hit a single piece of Sisty magic.

Sisty's magic beautifully triumphs over the fact that such a giant is perfect.

Without plundering into branches, moving branches, or twigs.

It would be harder that way.

"One, I'll guess next............!

When Sisty answers that, she tries to cast a spell again.

But whether Elder Trent felt depressed about the lightning flying in more than the rear, he slapped one of his arms toward Sisty's.

"Hiyyy!?

Sisty interrupts the magic and leaves the scene at first sight.

Elder Trent's body changes direction so that he can track it down, but I slap him into that gap and slap one of his arms.

Dry sounds like cracking firewood, arms falling to the ground. I don't even want to use these disgusting arms on firewood.

"Kaaaaaa!"

Elder Trent raises his thirsty voice because he was dropped one of his arms. Most of all, it feels more frustrating than painful. Because it's a plant, you won't feel any pain.

But you could have brought your consciousness back to me.

You've been recognized as the person with the threat, or your physical orientation goes back this way.

In the meantime Sisty was arrayed diagonally behind Elder Trent's blind spot, as he arcs.

I twig a tree that sticks out and attract the consciousness of my opponent as I slash it off with a great sword.

The twig stung a tree in the rear. He still has a different hardness than Trent.

Still, if I put my strength and the weight of Adamantite on the big sword, I can cut it at my leisure, but there are many of them.

Whether slashed or not, branches and twigs fly in. Apparently it plays soon.

It is difficult to get close because of this.

"'Lightning' heh!

The magic Sisty unleashes over blind spots.

It made its way to Elder Trent's head, but it dives nicely through an empty hole for the first time and runs over my head.

What a tunnel move. I didn't expect to shoot out where I shot out once again…….

Higher techniques admirable in some cases, but totally unappreciable in the present case.

"That's why you didn't tell me to do the passing art! Normally hit the main unit!

"I'd love to, too! Enchantment is at your disposal!

Finally, Sisty ran out of reverse. Even though I say it's this way that I want to be totally clean.

It's an excuse I've never heard of magic on my own. Are you really a wizard?

As I swung away the impending branches and twigs in frustration, Sisty mumbled something absurd.

"Hey, can I use a fireball? I feel like I'm gonna hit that one."

Certainly magic, which is a fire attribute, is valid for plant-based demons. The wizards in general would take the initiative unless it was a sealed place.

But we're no-con wizards. I don't know where the fireball will fly.

If you remove it like an earlier art, and land a bullet on another tree, the fire will burn in an instant.

So I don't want Sisty to use it.

"You can't! You're definitely gonna take it off! I'm sorry to start a volcanic fire!

"It's okay! I feel like a fireball would hit me. Trust me!

"I can't do that."

He tells me clearly as he shakes off the mole trying to tangle my legs.

Believe me. How dare you say that?

"Why!? Now you're just scared of fire because Duke is undead!

"No! I am not afraid of fire, nor am I weak. That proves it's okay to eat your fireball. What I fear is that the Alliance will charge me for the damage by starting a mountain fire!

Ordinary undead, mainly zombies and skeletons, make fire a weakness, but not me, who is Durahan.

I still don't like sacred attributes, but it doesn't mean I don't like fire.

Instead, I don't like a lot of water. I guess this is Durahan's late trait.

Although Sisty may just not know if Durahan's very existence is rare and not in the literature.

I would never say that I don't like river or lake water. That guy doesn't hesitate to push me down and make me dobon.

"It won't be a problem because it hit me! If it burns, Duke can cut it down."

Where confidence comes from, Sisty casts a spell with her wand up.

Seriously, that's him.

I don't know what's going to happen. I'm going to cut off the whip so I can deal with the next situation. Sometimes approaching branches are crushed with a knife.

Now there are fewer twigs around me, but the twigs and branches of Elder Trent are regenerating quickly.

Looking at Chirali and Sisty, the chant was about to be completed.

It is likely to unleash magic even now, but there was a rush under Sisty's feet.

Are you concentrating on refining chanting and magic, Sisty doesn't realize that.

"Hey! Look at your feet!

"'Fireball' huh!

My cautionary voice was blocked by Sisty's prestigious voice.

At the same time a fireball appears from the tip of the cane, the cane is entwined at its feet.

The target is tightly wrapped around Sisty's leg. As a result, the luxurious, lightweight Sisty is out of balance and flips instantly.

"Huh?

A fireball was fired from the cane along with Sisty's such dumb voice.

A fireball with a wand pointed far above Elder Trent and shot diagonally up because of a disfigurement.

I took this off. Elder, you're going to be flying over Trent.

That's what I thought, but the fireball suddenly descended and struck straight into Elder Trent.

A fireball scattered with blast flames ignites the branches of Elder Trent.

"Ka, kakaaaaaaaa!?

Elder Trent, a plant-based demon, panicked after eating fire magic, a weakness. Wiggling senseless twigs and branches, jittering and moving feet.

In order to extinguish the back wrapped in fire, the fire moves to the end.

Oh, this is pathetic.

Moving his gaze from jittery Elder Trent to Sisty's, there was Sisty holding his back of his head and stuffing him.

"- Huh!? Yes, it hurts! My head......... ugh!

Apparently, he hit the back of his head to the ground when he fell out of his back.

You completely lucky bastard.

If I had fallen in front of you, a fireball would have hit the ground and destroyed itself.

Or if you were shooting without being rolled, it would have been a direct hit to the ground a few meters ahead.

Return your gaze to Elder Trent while relieving Sisty safely.

Then Elder Trent was extinguishing the flame by rolling to the ground.

... is a wooden demon who does something clever.

You're acting a little human and you're getting intimate.

Elder Trent, who finished putting out the fire, was no longer worn out.

The leaves that were growing are no longer burnt, and the branches are burned and broken everywhere.

The bamboo that surrounded Elder Trent was almost burned.

It should play right away, but I still don't see that bare gesture.

Apparently he was weak when he was all over the fire.

"Kaaaaaaaa."

Elder Trent with slow motion to spread and intimidate hands. It was a dry voice from the beginning, but now it sounds pretty weak.

Now is your chance to do it.

I set up my sword and rushed to Elder Trent's nostalgia.

I did not struggle with Elder Trent, who lost his ability to attack and regenerate by countless branches and twigs, and I was able to defeat him lightly.

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We defeated Elder Trent. We defeated several Trents and returned to King's Capital.

Then, after completing the quest completion report and receiving the reward from the Adventurer Guild, I walked alone in the mall.

Sisty is my favorite cafe.

The warm sisty of nostalgia said she wanted to go to the cafe, so I decided to go along with it.

You don't need rice or water. I'm not the only reason I'm going to the cafe.

Because sometimes if you don't pretend you're eating out like this, you'll be suspicious.

I don't need rice. I don't go to drinks and banquets with adventurers.

Because you need to eat dinner when you join, and you need to get a helmet for that.

As soon as he does, he finds out he's a demon.

It may just seem like a bad Nori who doesn't join the banquet now, but it would also be weird to say that he has never seen him eating dinner.

Therefore, it is also important to eat out every once in a while to make them look human.

That's why I'm heading to the cafe.

By the way, Sisty is heading back to her room to put her things away and change. He will want to come to the store in a relaxed state.

I don't need to change at all.

When I arrive at the cafe in the meantime, I sit outside on the terrace without entering the store.

An adventurer in full body armor enters a cafe that has a reputation for delicious fruit juice.

So this is how I sit outside.

Not a bad time in a stylish store, but it's not a bad idea to get bogged down looking at people going on the road like this.

There are not only humans but also elves, dwarves and beasts walking on the main street in front of the café.

Just watching doesn't bore me.

As I watched the crowd, I heard a strange voice from the terrace seat in front of me.

Apparently there was someone else sitting on the terrace besides me.

When I glanced at you, there was a silver-haired girl sitting at an empty back table.

The silver-haired girl in a white piece drinks juice with strawberries and raspberries and gives a tranced expression.

Every time he shrugs the fruit with a spoon and carries it to his mouth, he loosens his cheek and shakes his leg with a pra.

I seem to quite love the fruit juice here.

From what I've seen, he's about fifteen years old. He may be some noble maid because of his sophistication and manners.

It's somewhat awkward because we're sitting across from each other, but it's weird to travel now, and you don't care because the other seems busy savoring it.

When I thought about it, I had eyes with a silver-haired girl with a mouth on her glass.

"Buuuuuuuu!?

She said she just had eyes, but for some reason the girl erupted the juice in a grand way.

You're dirty. I'm glad it's not the table next door.

Or would it not be rude to erupt because people are in line of sight?

I don't know if my helmet has slipped off and has no neck, but it has a proper helmet.

I look behind my back just in case, but nothing's wrong.

"Go-ho! Go-ho! Goha............!

I made a rough phase, but I was a lady for once. The girl held back her mouth with a handkerchief.

I hope I don't see that as much as possible.

... I was wondering if Sisty could come soon.

I also feel pitiful to avoid it as I hate it because the girl has blown it.

If Sisty comes, I can evacuate naturally.

In the terrace seat, a silent girl wiped the table with a handkerchief, surrounded by an atmosphere that I knew nothing about.

Fortunately, the girl's white piece doesn't have any dirt on it, but not on the table. There will also be limits to wiping with a handkerchief.

Now a girl can move naturally from a dirty table to a different seat.

Anyway, I was watching the scene that the girl sprayed. Even she is determined to want to move.

When I thought so, the girl stood up with the glass in her hand as expected.

The girl proceeds with her steps as if nothing had happened.

I thought I would sit in the store or away from it...

"Excuse me, is this good?

For some reason, the girl came to my table.

Why are you here? Even though the other tables are empty. I don't know what that means.

"Uh, I'm waiting for people?

It's a good thing I can talk to a beautiful girl, but I'm too suspicious.

If I'm alone, I'll be talking to him in my spare time, but Sisty will be here soon. I say no.

When I returned my words of gentle refusal, the girl smiled as if she had seen it somewhere.

And he said something terrible.

"You're not human, are you?