It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

(What can this me do? Do you have gag taste for me? No, no! I don't know what to do, if I don't live up to Magilka's expectations. Think, Mary)

I have to do some amazing surprises, and as I squeeze and think about wisdom without, Magilka tells me to go around to her back. Nor did I notice Magilka's consideration that I might flaunt something when I was touching the subject, and I was silently engaged in the work wondering if there was a good idea.

"Then please support me from behind because I will pull. Look, it's just support, don't do anything extra"

Magilka "F" me again.

"Ugh, yeah... I know."

(I just hold her from behind and pull... something, something, can't I? Pull? Pull...)

I grabbed Gassi's side from Magilka's back when I thought of one thing in heaven.

(Ha! Speaking of which, you didn't like the high ground Magilka. All right, let's pull up Mandrake, as well as Magilka! He's amazing, isn't he?

I spilled a garlic laugh in my helmet and loosened the power of the hand I was grasping. If you hold her up, it's usually where you can put your strength, but whatever it is, my power is off the regular track, so if you put too much force in it, you might do it petitely. That's what scared me to loosen my hands, and if it wasn't a sweet bite, I made it a sweet grasp.

"Well, I'll be there!

"Yeah, I'm ready."

Me responding to Magilka's voice.

"Shh, shh!

In keeping with Magilka's call, I put a little effort into holding her body up all at once.

(Hmm? Something wrong with her voice?

I felt uncomfortable with Magilka's voice earlier and narrowed my eyes to the dazzling sun as I put my upper body up and held my arms heavenly.

(Is that it? Why do you see the sun? Normally, you can't see Magilka coming between me, can you?

That's what I think, when I look at both my arms, there...

There was no Magilka.

"Is that it?"

I can't grasp the situation, and as I keep looking down at those hands, the worst comes to mind for a moment and I panic and look back over.

"No, no, no, no!"

"Boye, Boye, Boye!"

There is one point to fly far above.

From there, the screams of the maiden and the screams of Mandrake were mixed and resounding.

"Maagilkaaaa!"

As I scream, I gaze at the object and retreat with tremendous momentum to take it.

Yes, it's been a long time since I've been soaked.

I grabbed her sweetly and tried to lift her, so I lifted her every mandrake and threw her away with all the momentum.

"Windo!"

A whirlwind winds up from beneath Magilka, who is admirably falling, drawing a beautiful arc and alleviating her fall, along with Dr. Fried's powerful words with a hasty expression. And I managed to catch the decelerated Magilka.

"Catchy! Welcome back, Magilka"

"~ ~ ~ ~!"

As she glanced into the chest of her all-body armor at Magilka in the princess's snuggly state, she blushed in tears and continued to stare at this one with a puffy face. Looks like I don't have a voice for fear.

(Oh, I'm angry. Mmm, angry)

"How was your empty journey?

"~ ~ ~ ~!"

"... sorry, eh?"

"~ ~ ~ ~!"

Usually, it was Magilka falling with my smile, but I can't get through my smile because I'm wearing a helmet now, and the gaze of protest continues to pierce me.

"Well, because Magilka says to do something. Ah!

"Who said that? Huh! You didn't have to do anything. You pushed so hard. No, no, no!

Magilka, finally able to talk, screamed and slapped Poka Poka and my helmet. It's over the helmet so it doesn't hurt or itch, but I spoil it and decide to take it.

(Her face turned red as she was stuck by me, her tears, her peeling eyes, slapping me with a pokapoka... something cute...)

It was me thinking such rudeness with the look I really understood in my helmet.

(Well, let's leave it for the armor that I could throw all that away later, and delude myself that I didn't think I could make it that far either. Oh, the armor... how sweet it sounds)

"Um, by the way, where's Mandrake going?

We fit in (?) By the way, he asks wondering as Safina rushes over to see Magilka's poka poka and his slapping hands.

"" To?

When we finally realized the seriousness of the matter, we put down Magilka and looked at her hands as if they were serious. Sure, Mandrake's roots weren't there. But we should certainly have been together when she was up in the air.

"Oh, isn't it the roots rolling over there?

I thought you'd let go on the way. Feenell is starting to look around, pointing to objects that have bottomed out further behind us.

"Oh, good, there was a lot going on, but now I get the roots..."

When I took a sigh of relief, I proceeded to walk closer to the fallen roots, and stopped. Because I don't understand the sight and my thoughts have stopped. They're all the same, solidified on the spot.

Yes, the Mandrake that was rolling forward, the Mandrake...

I got up.

(Wow, Kroola stood, Kroola stood. Ah, chip!

I bogged down alone in my head, but thanks to that I regain a bit of calm and look at the scene again to get an idea of the situation. Again, Mandrake stood, no matter how many times he saw it. Isn't the root in a form reminiscent of the head, body, and limbs, standing firm?

"Huh? What... Huh?

I looked back over my helmet at Magilka, which solidifies a little bit, and she was just waving her full neck sideways, pointing to the precious phenomenon up front that she didn't know what it meant either. So, when time was freezing for a while, it was Mandrake who broke it, and, oh, my God, Sole ran cleverly.

We dramatically drop off Mandrake as he drives away with a lot of momentum.

"Oh, they got away...?

Not to ask anyone, but to the words whispered by the prince I could finally return to me.

"I don't know if I'll let you get away with it!

And once the chatter and armor sounded, it goes without saying that I ran out to chase after the roots of escape.

Roots and full body armor blasting the paved path leading to the school building. It would have looked sarcastic and heterogeneous from the people on the road. Well, if you look at everyone's dong pull face, you'll see in one shot, but now I can't afford to worry about that, and I followed Mandrake relying on the narrow vision I can see out of my helmet. Mandrake, who doesn't run straight and just moves this way, is faster than he thought, and he's about to lose sight of it.

(Yes, my vision is narrow and it's hard to see!

Being in a hurry, I totally drove my current situation to the corner of my head, putting my hands on my helmet as I ran.

"Yes, you shouldn't! Lady!"

I can hear Tutte faintly in the back, but it doesn't go in my ear right now, and I take off my helmet as much as I want. With the impetus of walking, the hair spreading briskly silver, nailing the gaze of those around him.

It was the dawn of chaos that was going to happen.