"Castle..."
Seeing a flying castle (rapputa) that seemed to be some cartoon of the previous world, but was sitting in a completely different shape than that, I grumbled.
"I've never seen a castle so adjacent."
The castle, built by the luxurious "Heavenly Man" in the distance, can now be seen only in sight.
If you look closely at it, there seems to be a distance there, but if you do, how much time does it take to create this many castles, and how much time does it take to get the numbers into your head, and how much effort it takes to create them? It's a little distracting.
"I've never seen anything like this before either. In the meantime... I don't know where to start."
Mr. Rice whispered that he had received my words as each stood up on an island where everyone could ride, flailing at the gradually approaching splendid castle. When Fu and everyone saw Shu Chan and realized in the atmosphere that she was also measuring, there was once again an unspeakable silence on the spot.
--... I wonder what to do.
This is a classic castle to explore!? I'm sure you'll get some rare items! My suggestion, which is lighter than ≥ (') ≤, would smash the field air in one shot. Like. After I take it seriously, I just whisper.
From the atmosphere of a sacred and harsh floating island, I don't care how you look at it… my remarks now are going to decrease with great momentum such as the likeness of the brave. That's why I shut up.
Neighbor Ishrka, who was looking ahead with a serious face, softened the atmosphere a little further.
"... it looks like people are standing"
And, while emphasizing his “glasses” with an eye-rub, I let him talk to the Brave Party.
"People. Plus, it looks like an elf."
As the moving island approaches the next one, the figure of man enters our eyes more clearly.
I guess the boy with great vision could have seen it in their ears as well. He was squeaking and unconsciously touching his ears.
When my eyesight finally captured their face, the two opposing men were looking straight at this one with a slightly stiff look. Because of the color and appearance of her hair, she and others looked like sisters, and when she was a little older, her sister was thought to be a few years younger than Solol.
The tension of the other party also passes on to this one, and even if they all put their feet down on the somewhat larger moving island where they wait, the silence often pours down. The colorful warning color of my sister with no floating face appeared, and even the brave man just seemed very hesitant to speak up.
—— and this is Adventurer. If you see a lot of stuff, you think it's extra scary...
I can see him sneaking a rapier-like skinny sword on the hem of his refreshing dress for once, but I saw no clear arm fighting while protecting his round hips sister.
—— Again, this is from a woman. Should I be the oldest person in the world speak up?
If it's not time to get hungry, and I hope you speak the official language of the continent properly! moments when I tried to take a step forward, wishing for a Watch Shredded step forward with a fuzzy foothold.
At first, she also felt something gradually more powerful when she saw such a shrew, and she pulled her strength out of her shoulder. Unsurprisingly, your sister also saw Shush-chan as her enemy in an atmosphere that opened her careless eyes and loosened her right hand to connect with her sister.
She and others, who walked over in that way, often leaned in silence as they exchanged words with each other with their hearts so as to lay their hands over each other to make sure of something.
The view is unchanged, backed by the castle, surrounded by sky and greenery.
When it comes to the mystery of the air, the three elf girls are just there. Something I can't see puts me under barometric pressure, and I'm terribly awed to call out, something like that.
--Oh, this is the one Mr. Seleid told me about, the Wang Elephant (Regalia)...!
The indescribable pressure seeping out of the three of us is the spirituality (aura) engraved in their blood. If you think about it that way and look out for the side, there's a boy who's sweating without understanding why.
"What, what did you do, Solol?
I was worried about something, and if I accidentally tried to speak up.
"I don't know. Yo!
and was returned to the reverse gibberish.
Whatever! And when I turned my gaze to her and the others with indignation, the maiden who heard the boy's rough voice returned to me almost turned her gaze to you.
Your sister looked at Mr. Solol with her eyes open, but maybe he had an atmosphere where he kept his usual eyes open - plus he tried to scatter a grumpy aura or something - and threw a tight glance at you or something. She soaked her light purple hair, and she was a little dull. But when I look again and again, this time I can swim my gaze sassy to shame somewhere.
—— Oh! Will it come...!! (//>_<//)
I got lighted up by the inexplicable novelty of the behavior.
In this land of dim signs of men, two women came to pick me up. What if there are no boys in this land...? So. If some boy of the same race suddenly showed up in front of you, then ah sure, maybe a little cum, or something.
If she was the only one who didn't know and everyone on the field was watching the two smiling, my sister, who slowly and truly returned to me, whispered in a fine voice, shy after all.
"I see you're not trying to harm us. It's been a long time since guests have lived together for a long time, so I can't even give them much hospitality..."
And the Holy Land Tourist Corps was taken by her, who spoke of herself as Ederlina, to one of the castles, which is now the only inhabited area, and was also invited in awe.