Konjiki no Moji Tsukai (WN)

"Come on! Cancel it!

Immediately cancel the letter. You can cancel at any time without even activating it. But more than I wrote once, magic definitely consumes it.

Besides, I can only fly so straight, so once I can avoid it, I also have the problem of being risky because I have to write new letters again.

There has been a limitation before that letters that can't be written continuously once they have been written, but it really helps because that's gone in the shadow of Multiple Writing Liberation.

I tried to write the same letter again, and Winkaa progressed with her right arm extended.

(Mazui!)

Jumps sideways from the spot in an aggressive manner.

On the rock wall that was behind her, she was supposed to add an attack, but was thrilled to see how the wall was. There was a big hole in the wall as if it had been taken.

(Dude, you can't have that stuff!

I wish I had taken it. The color of the sun is frightening.

That was a linear move now, so I could have anticipated and avoided it, but I probably can't react or anything when I can mix the feints and the variety of movements there.

This must disable her as soon as possible. Sooner or later, she will be wiped out by herself.

"Hey Osama! He's alive!

The gaze turns toward Winkaa but calls Anold's name. Honestly, on her own, her opponent is tight.

No matter how versatile and cheesy you say you have magic, it's not the strongest.

There are a lot of limitations, and most importantly, it's biological people who use it. Tyman is too bad to be with someone with a level difference.

So we're going to need a collaborator here, even if it's not. Anold kept his upper body awake and his eyes turned to the sun color, whining "painfully".

"Look, Osama, you two are gonna stop him!

"Phew, that's awful."

Anold also realizes the strength of winkaa and leaks a sigh of sigh feeling fed up.

"I had no idea Wi was so strong. I mean, I'm supposed to be more physically capable than usual."

Yes, on a full moon night, the beasts have power UP. That is no exception to Anold. Yet Winkaa was slightly overwhelmed. That's why I'm stunned.

"Besides, you can't be so strong about how many ordinary halves went wild. What's going on? Really?

Even with such a small body, the sun color is a heartfelt marvel at whether that means it's level 77. After all, levels seem to be an important factor in this world.

"But look, Hiiro, the other guy is Wi. You can't just kill him, can you?

"Say that, I hope this one doesn't get killed"

The two put up their weapons in defense. Winkaa looks at those two and pleasantly puts her mouth in a three-day moon shape again.

And instantly her figure disappeared from the spot.

"... Huh?

I accidentally turned it into a pocan, but I felt the wind on my cheeks. Move your eyes only to check the one on the right.

There was Anold, who was barely defensive in the belly of his sword, and how she was attacking that Anold.

(Ha, that's too fast!?

I was impressed that Anold could react well. As a matter of fact, Anold may have been watched as she disappeared, too.

It is likely that we were able to defend ourselves only because our defensive instincts worked unconsciously.

It wasn't strange that Anold had been blown away in the current attack. But this situation is convenient. Now she's dealing with Anold, stopping her body.

"Osama, don't let him go!

"Huh? Oh, what are you going to do!?

I wrote the letter 'Stop' and tried to stop Winkaa. And just let the letters go. It activates the moment it touches pitch.

"Damn...... no!

But the sun turns bright. It was Anold's sword that hit the letter. Apparently, even though she sensed this sign, she avoided it.

"Mm-hmm! Hey Hiiro, what the fuck!? The sword! The sword won't move. Ooh!

Anold is desperately trying to move a sword that is hardening like he desperately stopped time in the air, but the sword doesn't even freak out.

"Sorry, one minute stays the same"

"Hey, what the heck!?

Anold said, "What have you done to me?!" Yelling but flushing gently. If it's true, I'd like to cancel it now, but once activated, it stays like this until the effect time has passed.

(I can't believe I could avoid that close range... you're too smart)

Winkaa wanders around vigilantly, keeping a certain distance from the sun colors. But I was able to buy time with it, and Anold's sword went back to normal.

"Phew, good for you - I'm back. You know what, Hiro? You don't have anything to say to me!

"Don't worry. Even if it hits my magic, if it's something I can undo..."

Anold asks concerned as the sun stopped speaking in the middle of the conversation.

"Oh, hey, what's up?

But the sun color does not answer.

(... undo...? He's not normal right now. It's an anomaly. then......)

The sun color gives me a grin like I'm sure of something.

"Hey, Osama, there's a way we can get him back."

"Huh? Is that true?

"Yeah, but it needs to bear this letter"

That's how I write the letter 'ex' to show it off.

"Well, if that hits Wi, you can get it back?

"If you hit it directly on your skin, you can be sure. The image is perfect."

Yes, the original image of her for the sun color. It's just a slightly faceless look at her.

"But there's a problem."

"Problem, too?

"As you can see from earlier, I've tried to put a letter on him several times. But I can avoid it."

"Speaking of which... na"

Anold also nods as he recalls earlier.

"So I concentrate only on putting this letter on him. Whatever you do, stop him."

…………

Anold gives a look that seems difficult. I know how that feels.

It's like they've been playing for a long time. Stopping such an opponent's movement consciously is an overly intractable problem.

"The strength of the wi nowadays is off track. You think you can stop me, Wi? Honestly, I can't seem to think about it in common sense..."

"Well, that's common sense, I'll distort you. With my magic."

To the manifestation of confidence in the sun colour, Anold opened his eyes, but immediately retightened his expression.

"... really. So that brings Wi back to normal, huh?

"Oh."

"............... ok"

Anold ties his mouth in one letter as he cemented his determination. And bite your teeth tight.

When Anold is ready and squeezes the sword pattern, a voice comes from behind him.

"Uncle......"

It was Muir.

She was also blown away with me earlier, so she has all sorts of injuries to her body.

"Muir, don't come here. Stay back."

"Listen, Uncle!

"... what the hell, Muir"

Anold could no longer be unilaterally unscrewed either because Muir had such a serious look on his face.

And Muir swallowed the gokuri and spit,

"Wow, let me help you too, uncle!

It houses its unwavering will in its eyes. But there was no way I could accept it.

"No, Muir. This is insane. And stronger than anyone in this, less than half. No matter how much you ask, you can't just do this."

But Muir doesn't cut his gaze with Anold. I look at her like that. The sun color is jittery and she shuts up.

"... I know I'm weak. But I want to do something for you too!

"I know how it hurts. I don't know. There's no way. You're a sweet girl, but you're not who you are now... and you're gonna get caught up in it."

Anold didn't really want to say the last word either. But when Muir heard the words, his expression wouldn't change, as he was prepared to.

"Yeah, my uncle's right. But, Mr. Wi... he's crying."

"... what?

"Mr. Wye...... he's been crying"

"Muir... you..."

Muir looks sadly at her. I watched Muir like Anold had spooked me.

"I know... it's coming through here"

Bring your hands to your chest.

"Mr. Wie is so sad right now. Hard, sad, sorry... crying"

Anold was silently listening to Muir.

(Muir is a sensitive daughter. And it's also the survival of that clan... you're listening to Wi's heart...)

I thought so, and I was remembering when I decided to raise Muir as my own daughter. She was a coward and a daughter who couldn't even express her opinion. That was gradually changing during the journey.

... It's getting stronger. My body... and most importantly, my heart.

It may not be what I think at a time like this, but Anold thought it was really good to be on a journey with this girl.

Happiness comes in because I never thought I'd grow so much.

(No, he's his daughter, maybe this growth is inevitable)

Anold softly puts his hand on Muir's head when he smiles gently.

"... ok. If you say that, I won't stop you."

"Uncle!"

Muir breaks face with joy.

"But there's nothing you can do in a real fight right now."

Muir drops her shoulders shun to the words of truth. But Anold grins nicely as he strokes his head, so Muir becomes Kyoton.

"But you should be able to speak to Wi's heart. If you... Your voice might reach you."

Muir stared jizzily at Anold's face saying so. It was Anold's eye that really believed in me. So I answered with a full smile.

"Yeah!"

"All right!"

The two seem to have managed to solve the problem, and the sun color finally comes into the conversation there.

"I'm sorry about the soothing mood, but it's time for you to cut the paralysis over there, too, huh?

"Oops!

"Oh, wow!

Two people drawn back to reality in sun-colored terms. Again, they were to relate to a girl with outrageous violence.

"Oh, you did! You did say whiskey gin or something."

Nagnara, who is still friends with the wall, was mouthing that name when her subordinate Pevin, who is equally embraced with the wall, was asked the name of Winkaa.

But Pevin looked sideways at Nagnara just silently, as he suspected.

"Hey, what is it!

"... is that really the name? Isn't that alcohol?"

"Ugh... well, you are! If you remember the eagle correctly, you're definitely whiskey!

"It's suspicious. Very suspicious. Because the director is either forgetting the name of something he's not interested in or almost certainly remembering it incorrectly."

"Oh, you're not much! You've already made up your mind! You definitely make Pevin a treat someday! It's also a mixer that crushes and solidifies the paste and sells it to your kids at an affordable price!

"It's hard to get into a mix of hunting and conscientious ideas, Director."

Footsteps approach the two of us enjoying a catch ball of such conversation. And the sound stops pitting.

"This... what the hell is going on?

A man appeared wearing a white robe. Negotiations with Nagnara to secure the specimen were concluded earlier, and we headed out to the carriage where we were waiting outside to prepare the contract documents.

He said he saw the unfamiliar suncolors going inside [Buscador] and came inside.

But if you come, the Nagnaras are buried in the wall, so the look on their faces is puzzling and they don't seem to have a good grasp of the situation.

"Ooh! That voice... who?

Nagnara shouts joy, but the man is pulling his cheeks apart.

I'm the liaison officer for the example organization, Director.

"Mmm...... oh! That guy was here, too!

"Isn't that why you said it? The director says the name of the uninteresting thing is to forget it or to remember it wrongly."

……………………………………………………… Ohon.

I can hear someone cough up and keep talking as if there wasn't a series of conversations.

"So? What are you guys doing here? It's not a hobby or anything, is it?

"That's not true! You want me out of here!

The white robe man has no choice but to sigh but succeed in pulling the two off the wall.

"Huh, you saved me."

"Yeah, you're sorry to get along with the wall anymore"

"By the way, how could you do this?

When the white robe man asked, did you remember that Nagnara suddenly turned her face bright red,

"You are! This is all because of them too!

"He and the others? After all, they went into the facility, didn't they?

"You're here!... Is that it? You know that, right?

"Oh, I've been roaming around. Just to be sure, what are the characteristics of those people?

Nagnara speaks of the trio and winkaa traits that suddenly appeared. Then the face of the man who heard Winkaa's information raises the question in his face.

"The girl... somewhere..."

"You know him?

"No... you said you suddenly beastled?

"Yes, and even though he was weak with paralysis poison, he moved around as if he had recovered and killed the black chimera we made with ease. That was a terrific sight already."

Yeah, Pevin says, the guy looks a little creative,

"... That said, it was a full moon... no way"

When the man looks up, he retrieves the file he was checking in the carriage he has in his left hand and begins to scroll with perplexity, stopping the movement perfectly and staring at a piece of paper.

"Features, Girl, Long Spear, Yellow Hair, Short Bread on Chest"

If you put it that way to make sure, the man's eyes open wide.

".................. Director Nagnara"

"What is it?

"Looks like you brought in a troublemaker."

Whatever the meaning of the word, it shall be Kyoton. This is what a man says when he flaunts his shoulder like a shudder.

"You said it wasn't the little rats or anything, but the tigers themselves."

"Duh, what do you mean?

"If you are a person with the contents written on this paper, this is what the girl is called...... with the winkaa of" Moonlight ""

Nagnara doesn't change her expression when she sees him say it hilariously on the paper and she hasn't pinned it yet.

"This girl is also our target, but also our biggest enemy"

"Your enemies? He's that strong, isn't he?

"Yeah, a bunch of my countrymen have been hit. But this could be a surprise."

"What do you mean?

"No, I could use an emergency. Now excuse me."

"Huh?"

Ignoring what Nagnara had to say, the White Robe man headed out early enough.

"You're a worker, that one too"

"You don't care."

"Well, it could be huge to be born in the human world in an organization where he keeps his books. You must be desperate."

"It's hot and painful, you don't know sappy what's good about that organization"

"Are you a group of veterans who hate beasts and move to get rid of them from the world? If you tell yourself, humans, beasts, demons are worth it."

"Does that mean it's the subject of research?

"Isn't that natural?"

"... I knew Pevin was a freak too"

"Rude. Innocent curiosity is what's wrong with you."

And Pevin grins lightly, as if that were natural.

"Better than that... what do you want to do now, Director?

"Mm-hmm, I've been running so far because I don't want to get caught up in this. But you want to give them a full taste of the eagle horror!

"Do you want to come then?

"Kufu, you're gonna show me things in my eyes!

Nagnara's eyes glistened suspiciously.

"Ha, ha, ha... and dull..."

Anold is doing everything he can to prevent Wincaa from attacking earlier.

(You're totally playing...)

You attack Anold again and again at a critical and reactive rate, and laugh fun when you prevent it properly. It's as if a child is playing with a toy.

But if you make it anold, it will kill you.

(I had Hiiro do the magic for me because of you!)

Before I fought Winkaa, I had the letter 'Speed' written on my arm in the sun color. Then the sun-colored magic covered his whole body, and suddenly his body was lighter like a feather, so that he could move more than usual.

Anold thought inside that the sun color was still cowardly to be able to do this.

But still this situation they're playing with. Besides, the effect time of one minute that the sun color said is over.

(You really are such a great guy, wi...)

If you distract yourself at all, you will be hit by a super-dozen attack. Even when attacked with moderation, if taken with a single blow, it is indispensable.

When I look at the chirali and the sun color, the sun color is hitting the gaze of stopping the movement quickly.

Then I'd like to tell you to try, but I just have to do what I do without giving up, more than I'm entrusting my last blow to the sun.

"Mr. Wye! Please wake up!

Just behind Anold, Muir keeps calling Winkaa from earlier.

Though his voice may be stretched up enough, Winkaa was not interested or focused on Anold alone without dealing with him.

Even anording it would have been convenient if it had not shown interest in Muir. This is because I can only focus on stopping her. But I still can't find the thread.

(What do I do... how can I stop wi from moving...?

But before I get my thoughts together, she just happens to make a blow to the play. Guard with the belly of the sword and push back with all your strength.

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No matter how defensive you are, the impact definitely comes into your body through your sword. It's only natural that if you stack it up, that can be devastating, too. Sweat falls to the ground, disturbing his breath violently.

(... hmm? Ground? Sand......?)

I come up with something, breathe heavily and breathe deeply.

(Ugh! I don't know if it's gonna work, but I'm gonna give it a shot!

Did you feel Anold's atmosphere change, Winkaa rocks her hair standing like an antenna growing on her head. Even beastly, the trademark seems to be alive and well.

Anold clenches his sword with both hands and focuses his consciousness on the sword. Then the wind gathered from around him and began to concentrate on the sword. The sword of his own gradually winds and grows larger.

Still about a turn, but it was definitely huge. The wind that is even more wrapped up looks braced as if it is trembling in small pieces.

(vibrating at high speed...? Or is the wind moving at high speed?

I'll check the color of the sun, but I don't know what principle it is. But perhaps the attack and defense improved and I learned that feeling.

Anold stares at Uinkah with a tense face, moving his sword tip in a quick fashion and acting like he provokes her.

(What are you doing, Osama? Another minute's up, huh?

The blue and white magic that had covered his body with the letter 'Speed' had already disappeared.

I know Anold is trying to do something, but seeing the look on his face being pushed, apparently this is the one shot battle, trying to put everything into that one.

Perhaps, but if it fails, it may be a move that creates a corresponding gap. And if they attack you with that gap, they will definitely drop you off the front.

I accidentally look at Anold and gobble and throat. And Winkaa also seems to have reacted well to being provoked. Laughing niggardly, he rushes straight towards him.

It was generating tremendous speeds, as you can see in the steps like the ground exploded.

When Anold opened his eyes wide and wide, he waved a huge sword and swung the momentum down as it was, but the attack was not for her.

- Dgowo!

It was on the ground that he hit the power of that sword. Besides, it's right at my feet.

Impact sounds and earthen smoke produced by attacks on the ground. And the dust dances hard all around us.

Winkaa also stutters at the action and stops her legs, but fragments of the destroyed ground, sand, etc. strike and temporarily cloud her vision.

And Winkaa moves her hand to clear the smoke depressingly, confirming where Anold is, but unable to grasp it because of the earthquake.

But I was able to grasp everything in the colour of the day that I was looking at in a third party distance. Why did he let his moves go to his feet?

It's to take away her sight, and to make her stop her legs and restrict her movements. And another thing, with the blast caused by that attack.

"I got it. Ah!

He was going to jump up into the sky himself and control her from the top. I'm sorry that his body is intact, either.

Fragments and the like suffered countless fine scratches all over his body because of the explosion that occurred nearby. But still, I definitely thought I had a winkaa blind spot.

Anold himself probably thinks that after giving her an attack and frightening her, if she takes the move even with a winged strangle as it is, the sun color will do something about it later.

And as Anold thought, he pokes her void and waves down from the sky to release his knife towards her neck muscle.

Now it would be best to take consciousness away, but even if you can't, it looks like you're deciding to restrain where you're at.

But - - - - Anold's thoughts were that far to the limit.