Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru! (WN)

Black-steel trees (Black Wood), full of tranquillity and inhibiting anyone's entry, were now falling into the heat of fire, with the sound of an airflow of flames rising.

Shortly after Mizumi and Hatsumi defeated Demon General Vishudda, the dragon roar emitted by the dragon man who suddenly named himself Inru - the dragon roar (Dragon Roar) burned the trees of the forest, leaving only the aftermath and the remnants of the fire on the field, and the wreckage that made it impossible to know what the original was. If you look up at the heavens, the threatening flames of the night are waving red under the darkness.

Everything but Shuiming and Hatsumi, who were on the spot, had been blown away by the power of the dragon asthma, and had disappeared without any ruins or traces of the summons of Yingjie sought by Shuiming.

Inru, who is now in the sight of both of us, is on the flame. Its body is so skinny and luxurious that the description of a weak youth fits well. Long green hair without the habit of flowing on your back is so obvious even to you that you have no connection to the battle. But the fruit is powerful enough to blow away a few demons with one hand, and their feet support their bodies as if they were thick trees with their roots.

What doesn't look like it, so does the martial arts that come together in it. Heavy pressures that could not be scientifically elucidated were sweeping around them.

Meanwhile, Hatsumi, with her sword in her foresight, doesn't want the rising pieces of fire on her blonde hair. Without relieving the tension that comes from the vigilance, the emerald eyes are sharp and ask back to Inru's question.

"Ask me to come with you...?

"That's right. I can't tell you why, but I need your help."

"I don't think you know the power of a little girl like me?

"If it's just your power. But you have another power that isn't all that you have. Didn't I?

Is it the power of the brave man of the first beauty that the word darkens? But to say that we need the power of the brave,

"But it doesn't seem like that's why you're taking down the Demon Clan."

"Whatever. They're second to none. If it works, they're doomed to disappear along the way."

It seems that the purpose of Inru, speaking invincibly, is not the same as the reason why the brave are called. But...

"To be honest, it's too suspicious. What do you want me to come with you first? Is my will irrelevant?

"For us, it's necessary."

"Normally you don't think we should build trust or something first?

"Believe me, I'm not willing to talk more than I used to, such as the rumor to follow me. I'm not going to treat you politely. I don't care what they think."

"What do you mean? What are you going to let me do?

"I said I wouldn't reveal why... but what, it simply means we'll use you"

"Make people like..."

Like Inru said, Hatsumi obviously distorts her face and makes her uncomfortable. There will be few people, such as people who can't even think about saying words like use, unavailability, etc.

Meanwhile, Shuiming, sheltering Hatsumi diagonally behind her, pinches her mouth, pointing her red gaze.

"Isn't that the dark part behind that deluded you not to say it normally? If you're gonna bring him in, it's gonna be Stonehenge asking him out in sweeter words, right?

"Sure. But the truth is, we use brave men. I'm not going to fool you."

"Mm...?

To have the suspicion of not revealing the reason is grand if you do it. When Shuiming is creeping between her brows in response to such inru's sarcastic chigus,

"Before that, let's start."

That's what Inru said, and the brave thing turned to Shuiming, as he would say next.

"A man in black. I'd like to know your name."

"Mine?

"That's right. It is your name that prevented my roar beautifully. I'd love to keep it in my ear."

That's what I said, Inru, with his eyes shining straight like yellow balls.

"Is that something you have to ask in advance?

"Naturally. It is a courtesy to the mighty to seek a first name. If you don't have a name, don't give me any boring answers.

He still remains wrapped up in bottomless martial arts, conveying in the dark his willingness not to let him down like that. But first, Mitsumi thinks there's something that goes by the magician's courtesy.

For no reason to reject this, Shuiming opened his mouth, as a courtesy.

"Sorcerer of the Order, Mitsumi Eight Keys... Should I say Swimei Yakagi when I fit you guys in?

For some reason Inru's eyebrows bounce picklessly at his interrogating voice.

"You think it's a swimey goat key?

"Yeah, but?

What's wrong with my name? As Shuiming wondered about Inru's reaction, he unfurled the power that was lifting him to his body.

"Right. Then you have Roomion."

"Ah?"

"No, I thought I'd have to apologize and thank you. If you do, you don't deserve to fight."

As I said, the martial arts that Inru was putting together scratched out. More than anything else, the first thing Mitsumi cared about was...

"What do you mean? If I wasn't mistaken, you'd say Loomion now, right?

"That's right. It's an elf lomion. A man who was a clerk at the Imperial University Library. Just like you thought right now."

Inru affirms the question of confusion put out by Shuiming. Hatsumi, on the other hand, doesn't know the story and is placed outside the mosquito net. But it's the same with Mizumi who doesn't know what to say.

"About him, apologizing and thanking him?

"I have heard that you have settled the incident committed by Romion in the Empire. I have to thank you on behalf of my people for putting a bullet in my misdeeds."

With that said, Inru lowered his head slightly to the extent of the conversation, which shakes his neck slightly, "- barely".

"... you mean he was one of yours?

"That's right. He's one of those comrades who strives for the same ideal. No, you should say it was."

Is companionship to him already a thing of the past? If you hear of Loomion, Mizumi also solicits suspicion for him, but just before Loomion was swallowed up by darkness, I know he had a legitimate desire.

But...

"I don't know, but if it's enough to apologize, hold on to it properly from the start. You're not gonna save anything, are you? Even him."

"I have no words to give back about it. It's all our fault that he didn't realize his will was in the dark."

"That whisper, then, that noise is not serious," he said?

"You're probably right. It's not that we made a scene in the Empire, it's that we did the girl harm."

Does that mean that there was something in his, no, judging by the rhetoric in favour of 'them' due to the noise in the empire? In that case, other than Liliana and Rogue,

"You're too mouthy."

"As far as I'm concerned, you can talk more."

"Let me refrain. You seem to be in a good mood, but you're in a hurry."

That's what Inru says as he lets the blade lurk in his eyes. After all, it was this man who was blind to losing his hips.

Then he shows his worryingly shaking eyes to the lid and exhales a regrettable sigh.

"Loomion was going to dispose of it with us. But you took him down before this one did. I don't know how to fix it."

At the end of the word, I can only excuse myself for saying that now... and I get exhaled. His voice, which uttered untrained things, was somewhat inhabited by a self-mocking sound that shamed his own indeterminacy.

But more concerned than that,

"I found out about Loomion. But how do you know I took him down? There wasn't supposed to be anyone in the library watching us, was there?

"Let's just say it's informative."

It's an invincible word. But there will undoubtedly be as many information networks as you can mouth it. I can prove that I know about Shuiming.

Shuiming, having finished asking questions, gently clasped her shoulders and opened her mouth.

"Hey, if you're thanking me, would you step back here?

"No. So is the purpose of taking the brave, but more importantly, I am interested in you. Your power overwhelmed Romion, who fell into darkness."

"... Huh! Give me a break."

Oriented from Inru was still the fierce gaze and grin shown by the carnivore who found his prey. It would be the type of accommodation that finds pleasure in combat, equal to or greater than Graziella. Dragon breed, and a battle freak. For Shuiming, it's the race he doesn't want to deal with next to lunatics.

Seeing Shuiming show a terrible tannic surface like a scuffed bitter bug, Inru unwittingly narrows his eyes.

"I don't know, why are you so frightened? If that's all you got, you don't have to be so timid, do you? That's strange."

"An extra favor. There's a situation here, too."

"Is that what it is?... Well, I'd like to get started, but how do you get out there? You don't mind if I join you, do you?

It's a premise to fight.

"From what I've heard so far, I understand that Daughter of the Brave is telling me to follow you and not follow you very closely. Then it's obvious you're going to take him with your strength, right?

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"Don't look so harsh. If you don't like that, you can beat me. Easy story."

Simple and lucid answers were given to Shuiming, who stared at her face, and Inru let the martial arts gather into her body again as she remained invincible.