--Hi-ha-ha!!! (||||_|||)
If I try to broadcast live with a loud scream of my heart, I am now blasting East Street at immeasurable speed.
Ortio-kun on his left arm, holding me on his right arm, Mr. Chris is doing a fierce dash towards the gate.
"Oh, uh...!?
Ortio-kun hugged him on his left shoulder with a desperate face, screaming without a voice, and I also said, "Ugh!!" He clings to his right shoulder as he endures wanting to scream. When I accidentally move my face, it smells refreshing and sweet, and depending on what I look like burying my face in my neck muscle, I'm in a hurry to wow (//△///).
If Jiri was too small, did he think about worrying about dropping it or something? Well, they usually do it gnarly and something leaks out of my mouth again.
If you look behind your back unnecessarily, the look of an example red-winged team in a rushing view.
This is followed by another team that I don't see running normally.
As soon as the genuine letters dwell on their faces in a hazy manner, Mr. Chris leaps high at the right corner of the street avoiding something, avoiding yet another something to make a ten-point twisting move and march back to the original street.
Before my vision turned, I saw a prankster. Something… a sign of delayed or paralytic state abnormality, Mr. Chris said for just a moment that he would be conscious of you.
How many words? After a beautiful pronunciation that wraps around your tongue.
"--O Heavenly Curse, dwell in his. Chaotic Cars"
and groaned.
Avoid a third hit in the meantime as well, signs of jump skill activation.
The moment you look out for the circles of the restraint system that have risen at the landing point, and then the spreading stretches.
"Phantom Flair"
So burn it down.
I thought it was a restraint because it was growing. Is that it? Could you have read the meaning of the circle? and. If you are a professional Mr. Reps, you will know what it is in the constitutive language of the magic formation, but if this person also understands?? Think of the threat of the brave.
Now, as he defeated the restraint magic of the plant system, safely descended to the scheduled point of landing, and rushed out, he saw behind his back the view that the magic of the curse of the former had been activated. A munky group of brave people recognized by the divine spirits of this world as just “curse magic," but ooh... creepy voices, avoided Mr. Chris, Spring's best magic user, but there is a sight that is creating an unpleasant air of wanting to drop in on you, who probably would have activated a state anomaly as well. "Oh, you're cursed" in one shot.
Two of my buddies on the team ran right over to him like that, but I'm afraid of the magic of the brave curse. "Are you all right!?" and the moment I touched the person or not, I lay down on the spot with one, two people, being transferred to Oooo... munk.
--That curse, it's also an infectious system...
And I weep with my heart.
I wonder if the infectious curse existed in this world... Distract from the sense of contempt even more brutal additions and subtractions.
This guy, seriously, when you get to work, you don't forgive him, do you? Well, it's pretty arrogant to interfere with a team of good kids.
When we attacked like that and roughly grasped the level of retaliation from this one, the two teams that targeted us running down the street gave up making wise decisions and going deep.
I don't know if Mr. Chris had made it to that extent, but it seemed like a gorgeous martial arts act in the eyes of the people going to and from him. Even now there was wacky cheer in the back, and I guess it wasn't even full, I can't see my face at all, but I felt like Mr. Chris laughed lightly at it.
In the end.
We, the team that pulled Arias Route, are third in honor.
Though I missed the win at all costs, I received a delicious position from no one that seemed hateful.
There was no bounty atmosphere from fourth place, so it was only in that sense, but Ortio seems satisfied. The second and third place were just team leaders climbing onto the stage, so the way the boy looked shy mixed up with adults encouraged the affirmation of many participants.
Ortio-kun, who came running over to this one after the award, first showed me the bronze medal offered from his neck, spreading the paper with the catalogue in the same way.
"Um, in three equal parts or something... okay?
And to ask, I and, of course, Mr. Chris replied with a bitter smile.
"All you have to do is ask for a fee. Because it was a lot of fun."
If you give it back, Mr. Chris next door says, "As I said first, I don't need anything". I don't make any explicit remarks because other people are listening, but I stroked my head with a waist that seems to be what I'm talking about.
Still in the ear of a boy who doesn't seem convinced, it's okay, because this guy is a high-paying guy. If you think about going in and out, Ish's is much more well-paid, but if you want to do it, you're a brave man who can build a country. Besides, I hope this guy's safe at work, he said. That's why I whined softly, or maybe I was hearing it.
Finally, just the bouquet I got… Ortio-kun said that and let me grip a bouquet of white flowers and say, "Thanks!," he said.
"Sometimes these events are fun"
And. Blah, blah, blah, blah. Enjoyed me, but the conversation broke and I fuzz.
Post-cleaning by Lisertia Festa officials continues, but attendees are given lazy pre-evening hours.
I was taking snacks in recognition of the third place prize, but this is a healthy teenager or twenty. I was hungry for it. Pretty early time to pick up dinner but craved quite a few calories and we settled in a rice cafe with an open terrace.
Wow, once again, as you can see, it's not a de, de, date...!? For a moment, a violent earthquake ran. "If you sit here, you'll see the Reps on their way home" such a sober remark by Mr. Kleis made me say, "Right!?" and calmed down.
Someone who finishes his meal and drinks a thin sip of alcohol that looks mojito agrees to "right" on the side.
Speaking of which! And flashing, I wanted to ask.
"At that time... uh, at the fragrance store. How did you get the right answer?
It's not that deep, but it's a problem I didn't know I was quite a occult lover. Why Pampy (... that's what I've been through. forgive me) to Mr. Chris, was the answer given? It's a little passion that I'd like to hear if possible.
Come on, come on, reveal the seed! and ask how jizzy it is. Mr. Chris said that to me, seriously, "Phew."
"It's easy. I read" Description. "
Say it like it's nothing.
"Explain...?
And now, I know, but if you ask me back.
"A" brave man "can see the descriptive notation of a thing by touching it. So during the description I saw, the incense furnace resembled the beloved incense furnace of Arias the Great Sage,"
Even though I took the time to disguise myself as inquisitive, it was actually something I could judge the moment I touched it.
Whimpering like that, Mr. Chris delightfully moistened his throat with alcohol somewhere.
I have been told about the health and magic of others in red, and how effective they have been, but some people are a little surprised when they say it is accurate in front of me. Really, a brave profession isn't half as beneficial (a gift)...
Is that a little off...? I agree with you a little bit, but even gifts are personal. What should I do without using it? I felt like he was the one who laughed at that part, and, yeah, I like that part. I had a laugh, too.
I was wondering if this would continue for a while.
"Hey! Berlina!!
And there's a boy's voice that I'm used to hearing.
If you turn around unexpectedly, Sorol-kun's excitement.
"You! This is amazing!! That was awesome!! It was what I truly wanted!!! Because I will definitely thank you next time!!
And. At a different pace than usual, I could see a mess.
He's got his own “old classics” in his hand, and behind such a boy, Mr. Reps and Mr. Shrew, uh, still don't cool the excitement, you're a stuck kid, at all, at all. I think I'm telling you, I stood there with a face saying, "Oh, boy.
"Uh, what happened?
If I had no choice but to ask because Solol-kun didn't tell me anything other than what he was excited about and what Mr. Reps and Mr. Shrew thought was going to do.
"This was amazing!! Shiny ~, Byrne, what the fuck!?
and because there was only such a response that something was very degenerate. Please, tell me… and if you give Mr. Reps a glance, haha, with a love eye that sees a young man whose voice is likely to return.
"Apparently, you've read the resistance magic from the classics that can cover all state anomalies."
and.
If that's true, then even in this world, "Isn't that against the rules? The magical ability to threaten."
No, but it's true, like when I gave it to you... like you said you wanted to cover all the state anomalies from the beginning...
"Hey, good for you, Solol... (...;)"
"Ouch!! Berlina! I'll take care of you for the rest of my life!!
Yeah, thanks. I thought it would be nice to say hello as a friend... to the accidental killing and Mr. Sorol's sudden freezing and rigidity.
Hmm? I thought I was going to kick around, nailed to a nice smiling Chris for some reason, and oh, I shouldn't have seen it!? and distract the sassy gaze from the town.
"Speaking of which, from the Adventurer's Guild, we continue to speak to Lord Chris. I was hoping you'd show your face as soon as possible."
And Shh, who grinned nigga, and the boy, who is drawn away by Mr. Nikoniko-faced Reps, remain as frozen as ever, even after going about ten meters. Two, he gets up next door. He grips the glass.
"Time to go"
And zero.
"Ah, yes. Good luck!
and.
Bye, even I, who was told, was struck by a swinging smile and was often stiff on the terrace.
I'm sure you're looking after me. Blurry view of disappearing in the direction of the guild, not going to your nobleman's mansion.
—— No, no, no!! Mr. Chris, it's not such a character. Eh!!???
Pretty much. A long time later, screaming inside out about me, etc. There can't be a flow of people going around noticing.
When I got shabby, the strange lights went hand in hand, and I walked back into the city again.