Illimitable Until Death

“Boo-hoo! ”

When the thunderous muffled sound sounded throughout the room, the impulsive wind erupted like a spiral, blowing the furniture, tea, and utensils in the room into thin air.

And that strike with the power of Wanjun was steadily caught at the center of the impact.

Garfield had an angry punch, so he lay down, lifted one hand, and wrapped that skinny but extremely powerful fist in his palm.

“…"

That made Garfield say something nasty.

“Can you do this even in this state? ”

Even though Garfield didn't think he could easily do any harm to each other, the performance in the cube was unexpected.

At least, Garfield can be sure that his angry blow, even in the absence of beastification, is enough to crush a rock taller than a man into powder.

Such a blow, even if it can't do any harm to the square, can break the bed lying in the square by itself, or crack the floor beneath.

However, none of these phenomena have occurred.

Because all the power of Garfield's blow was cleverly removed.

The raging wind, it is precisely the disengaged force that disrupts the performance of the airflow, not just the shock waves.

After all...

“Even if I'm not in the right shape, is that the level of discourse, or is the lesson of last night still too small to make you underestimate me? ”

The moment calm words fall, the shock reappears.

“Boom --! ”

Gaffir was shocked backwards and backwards when the hand in the square was blown to pieces like an empty cannon.

Despite some lukewarm Garfield, the square held up some heavy body and leaned against the back of the bed.

“Have you calmed down? ”

It is said in a tone that has not been affected from the beginning.

“If you don't calm down, I still have the strength to play with you? ”

Speaking like laughing and not laughing, Garfield was angry on the spot.

“This monster...”

Garfield finally uttered a harsh word.

In this state, the party can behave like this, which seems to have caused a lot of blows to Garfield.

After all, Garfield has always been proud of his strength.

Now, it's Gaffir who understands who's there.

In fact, the current state of the square is not as swimming as Garfield thought.

His body is heavy, his consciousness is blurred, and he still has a high fever, even his eyes are burning, and even his nerves seem to become a little slow to react, making the square almost no different than a serious injury.

If it was Garfield's beast, with the kind of power he showed last night, there would never have been more than that.

But in the absence of beastification, Garfield has not even entered the third level, to such an extent that he will not be able to cope unless all the limbs in the square are broken.

Of course, even if Garfield beasts, Fangli can't cope, but it doesn't mean he can't cope.

Now, it's not as weak as it used to be.

If you want to kill him while he's ill, at least you'll have to make a weighty attack.

And Garfield, obviously, didn't get that weight.

“You are a better guardian of the sanctuary than a witch who can't help but say something and change her personality and move without moving. ”

Speak up in spite of Garfield's emotions.

“And then again, I went to a witch's tea party. Is that all you're worried about? What the hell are you worried about? What would make you uncomfortable if I met a witch? ”

Calm questioning in exchange for Garfield's silence.

Then Garfield got a little upset and stamped his footsteps on the floor.

“Bang!”

In a crisp noise, the floor is directly cracked.

Garfield just took a deep breath and sighed.

“Whatever you encounter at the tea party, whatever you see, whatever you plan to do, Ben doesn't care. ”

“But there's something to remind you of. ”

Garfield stared dead in the square, so loud.

“Don't do anything unrelated to the trial, otherwise..."

Even if you know that you can't fight, and spare this life, you'll be dragged to hell together.

That's what Garfield didn't say.

But the determination is quite clear.

Leaving such a warning, Garfield turned around and left directly.

Instead of looking in Garfield's direction, just lean back against the bed and let the blurred field of view face the ceiling, frowning and thinking.

“What the hell is that guy afraid of? ”

That's right.

Just scared.

Even as Garfield pretended to be more fierce, his aggressive moves were telling him that Garfield was scared.

Not afraid of the person in the square, but afraid of what the person in the square does.

There must be something in this "sanctuary" that Garfield attaches so much importance that the other party, knowing the situation, still comes to question the square, even at the expense of the other party's attack.

“With that guy's self-esteem, will he attack someone who falls ill? ”

Even if Garfield did, there was no bias, but an objective analysis of Garfield's character.

According to Fang Li's knowledge of Gafir, Gafir, a teenager who claims to be the strongest man in the world, even if he is uncomfortable with the fact that he has failed miserably in Fang's hands, it will only challenge him once again.

It's not what Garfield would have done if he had fallen ill like this.

“Reason…? ”

Think in silence.

At the same time, the face of the witch, who was replaced by curiosity, appeared deep inside.

“Looks like it's all because of the witch...”

Enchanted witch, Aggie Donna.

Whether it's "holy land" or trial, even a tea party can do so many things, in the name of the witch.

But...

“I'll write this down for you first...”

Perhaps it's a terrible thing for someone else to be targeted by a witch.

You need to tell someone in the square...

“It's not that easy to keep track of a murderer? ”

After such a faint declaration, Minori went back to bed and closed her eyes again.

Soon after, a steady breath will be echoed.

Nor was it found in the poor condition.

Outside the room, a figure is leaning right here.

With a black cover binding book in his hand, as if to confirm something, the clown glanced in the direction of the room and then slowly left.