It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

"Princess, it's an emergency."

I heard voices coming from the outside along with the sound of knocking on the door.

"Get in! What's going on?"

With Emilia's permission, one of the sailors comes in. You came running in a hurry. My breath was rough.

"Excuse me! Princess, a pirate ship is approaching my ship."

(Pirate ship... well, did I freshly flag you?)

"What? If we have a pirate ship, we can shake it off easily."

"That's not the crap down there - it doesn't work well because the power is guzzled..."

He restated why Emilia kicked her ass when the sailor tried to say something.

(Kura? I wonder if it's even equipped with something bad to be known about.)

I decided not to care about such interactions, and I decided to keep an eye on things and yuki.

"Eh, unusable crack...... you power. expensive bait...... can't you work to keep me demanding fuel? Anyway, the concubine goes to the deck too. You'll have to wait here."

Emilia has also reworded something, and, although I am very happy for me, on the other hand, reached a point where I knew nothing and became very anxious.

Dwong!

At that time, the ship rocks heavily and the noise grows.

"Princess! Reporting."

"Now what!

Encourage yet another sailor, who came in a further hurry, to get ahead of Emilia, who is holding onto the wall with shaky momentum and maintaining her posture.

"The ship ahead is a pirate ship, but in addition it turns out to be a Necromancer ship!

With that word, I shall cease to speak. And why would they all look at me?

(No, no, no, it's not my fault. I just said a ghost ship. What is a Necromancer ship... well, is the nuance the same? Uh-huh, I'm afraid that's a double flag.)

"In a Necromancer ship... a ship where ghosts and undead people walk wide. I ran into something rare again. Well, that's no trouble. Who can use divine magic on sailors?

"No!

With a thought face, Emilia asked the sailors who were coming, and the sailors responded instantly.

"Damn, even though concubines can't use only sacred magic... even though flaming magic can spark the undead here. Trouble."

Emilia roars looking like she chewed up a bitter bug. Is it a promise that purifying magic close to God cannot be used by the incarnate demons of darkness? I unwittingly swallow my cockroaches and spit watching as I look at Emilia and the others stuffed with cut wings.

"Demons, you can't use sacred magic. Because you're the Dark One?

"Hmm? No, I can use it. But since some demon clan is against purifying magic and concubine aesthetics, I just haven't mastered it."

I can't help myself to such disappointing exposures with Polo.

"Well... I'll tell you what, ghosts and the like can get away with the magic of lights."

"Hoho, that's not useful information. Let's get it over with right away. But don't know that well."

"Well, it was advice from an expert."

Magilka clouds the story of the problem senior in the example of the source to the impressed Emilia.

(Well, I know how you feel)

"And if it was sacred magic, Mary would have mastered it."

"Oh, speaking of which, you did."

You say that like Magilka frightened you, and I punch my hand and agree. For me, who inadvertently used sacred magic to make it go away, that fact was petite black history. So I drove him to the corner of my head and completely forgot. but at the same time if you look at Emilia, who has a bad feeling and fears, isn't she looking at this one with a nimmari and an evil grin?

"Ho ho, that's ♪ Mary, in an emergency, I'm gonna need a hand"

"Well, I don't mind that, but, uh, how exactly do you lend a hand?

As I sweat cold at Emilia, who comes near me with Girizilli, I make her smile snap and ask.

"You just have to go and think about that!

"That's just the way it goes."

Too unplanned for Emilia's words. I almost escape and she grabs me by the shoulder.

"It's an emergency, it's an emergency!

And when I lift Gabba and I carry me on that shoulder as if carrying a mound. That's right, the Demons, their physical abilities usually seem to be higher than ours. And the queen she couldn't resist like that...... yeah, let's not think about it.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey! At least let me change. Yikes!

"In an emergency, let's hurry!

"No!

Emilia jumped out of the room with me in charge. And I now realize that I was wearing thin clothes to sleep and scream. It's not like I look like I'm in underwear, but just one thin piece type is kind of embarrassing to expose my shoulders. As Emilia ran through the cabin, my screams moved beautifully away from the room.

It was a big deal on the deck.

A few undead were breaking into the deck, or ghosts were flying around. Looking at the sea, sailboats that are still about to collapse go hand in hand. There were also Sir Klaus and Dr. Ikes on the deck. It doesn't look like it's struggling, but it feels like it's irrelevant because it comes up whether it's slashed or slashed.

"Yuck, Mary! Kick the undead. Your concubine will protect you."

Emilia instructs me in a grand manner when she lowers me.

"So, where shall we process it from? The turn-and-dead is fixed, and the range isn't that wide."

While I corrected my clothes, I half-eyed at the absurdity of much and looked at Emilia and asked for instructions.

"From what I can see, one end. Ah!

"So?"

I halfway assumed the mastery of push tactics, and I look on the deck spilling a dry laugh. And for now, I put my hands on those with undead in my eyes.

"Damn it, turn undead wow!

In response to my powerful words, a magic formation of light rises beneath the undead in front of me. And when the light erupted, the undead, wrapped in that light, groaned and collapsed and disappeared with sarah.

"Holy magic! Oh, Miss Mary, dear?

"Don't look at me, Master Klaus!

You were fighting the undead I erased, and I noticed my presence. Sir Klaus was a little surprised by my thin clothes to see this one. I was next door. I hide behind Jen-royal Emilia without shame, despite her thin clothes as well. And I roughed up too many voices of embarrassment.

"Oh, Mary! We're going over there next."

"So stop taking charge. Yikes! Let me get dressed!

Emilia's approaching. Re-bears me, starts moving. Then he ran to a place where people were dense, sometimes.

Then after several trips, burying the undead on the deck in advance, Emilia sees the pirate and necromancer ships that are still approaching.

"We're all clear, so I'm gonna slap you on the forehead. Mary!"

"Please, let me go back to my room and get dressed. I can't be your daughter-in-law anymore..."

I was hiding my face with both hands to give me a sickness and sorrow.

"Don't worry! My concubines are watching me with them, and no one thinks anything of me."

"Don't you dare say that! This is still growing pretty good. Ooh!

To Emilia's light thumbs-up, I've completely forgotten they're princesses already.

"So it's an assault on the ship. Ah!

"Listen to people. Yee-yee!

As if my scratch was something I was used to already, Emilia jumped straight up when she took charge of me, winged and flew through the sky.

The great jump from ship to ship, the original, in flight, my cry was empty and wooden spirits at sea. And I came here and I finally said, "Oh, wouldn't it be easy to pretend if it was my power?" and now he noticed. It could be a harm that was as passive as possible to avoid inadvertent exertion of power from day to day. Well, it's too late...