Kuishinbo Elf

◆ ◆ ◆ Yuyuu ◆ ◆ ◆ ◆

Senior Peach gave the Momo Guardians an order to leave.

That means you can ram the equals all you want.

That said, this is my town of birth,

It is also a place with many memories.

There's still a place for me to go.

You can't be flashy about a boulder.

In my case, the building is threatened with collapse just by a light beating.

I wish it was just the building, but if that was a person, it would be a big deal.

Even I have to be cautious.

But the East End could be fine.

Because that's where the strongest farmers live.

Even if I rammed up and punched a farmer,

He would smile and say, "I have no choice," and forgive me.

In fact, to that extent the farmers cannot be defeated.

They are full of people with some unusual abilities.

If you can fight with them,

My thirst may heal a little too.

All that or the possibility of meeting a man of fate.

All right, I've made up my mind.

Shall we ramble in the East End?

Because...

"Couscous... this stuff, then I won't be filled"

I was pushing against the main gate of Philimisia Castle,

The odd demons like the green gorillas were as if they were not teething.

Pull and tap gently and your head will blow, and if you kick in gently, your torso will be severed.

These are tenacious monsters who can only attack the weak with foresight.

Not even with the 'ghost' I was expecting.

In front of the gate, the remains of about eight demons remained rolling.

"Thanks, you saved me!

That's what I said. Ten wounded citizens,

He was a heavily armed guard who kept the gate that only two of us were guarding.

From what I can see, their power is quite something.

Unless while protecting wounded citizens,

The battle would have been over before I got here.

After all, they're strong just to keep the gate.

The demons are also more than half of what they put in place.

Would the age be around twenty?

On that face of theirs was still young.

"Couscous, you don't have to worry about it.

If you want to thank me... do you mind if I fight with you?

"Ugh... to the boulder, I'd like to beg your pardon"

He also has a solid eye for discerning his opponent's strength.

I see, the gatekeeper is a good person.

"Well, fine, we're done, right? Come on, we're going to storm the East End!

When I flipped a crimson dress that followed a rose,

A voice hung from the guard who kept the gate.

"Ma'am, the East End has already ended the extermination of the monsters!

The farmers on their way home from work instantly wiped out all the monsters in the bowl!

If you're going, head for the West End!

Oh, no! Here, I'm cleaned up within what I'm bringing!

Alas, you could have had a fight with the farmers!

But I don't put regrettable emotions on my face.

Because the strong don't expose their emotions with some things.

That's why I told him without a face.

"Oh, too bad... I have no choice but to go to the West End."

Even so, it is likely that it is already over.

Because there are moms and dads in the West End.

The moment I felt the signs of these crappy demons,

Mom and Dad go hunting as a delight.

This is rarely the case with Philimisia.

Still, apparently, only once a decade ago, a demon had broken into town.

Bad luck during a tornado,

Though we were both on a trip and we weren't in Filimisia.

We're both in this town this time.

You can't miss this commotion.

Remaining South District...

Well, you don't seem to have a problem there because you have all the fighting power.

The residents of the outdoor street are all former adventurers, since one of the tornadoes.

The majority say they are rebuilding their lost flesh again.

Now the vast majority of people have aliases as' Fighting Dewstores'.

Anyone who eats, drinks, or steals money in the current outdoor streets,

They can almost certainly be mentioned at the Blood Festival.

The Central District won't have my turn because they said the Knights were on their way.

If King Ningro finds you, your novel will be more troublesome.

After all, it looks like we're going to have to be honest with the West End.

The West End, which came, still had the sight as imagined.

carcasses chopped to pieces or

There were bodies rolling all over the place that messed up and didn't fasten the prototype.

After all, I guess it shows character in the way you kill.

"Oh? Yu, what's wrong?

We only have 'boring' demons over here, don't we?

My dad, who was in a position away from me,

I flew the demon's neck clean with my bare hands.

Tons of blood blowing out of the incision.

But my dad wasn't there already, and he stood next to me without a sound.

"Look, take a look. Isn't it beautiful?

I really don't like this sight...

But I can't be seen without a clean neck. "

The bleeding blood illuminated by the moon was so beautiful and even fantastic.

To the sight, I accidentally leak a sigh.

"Ha... it's so beautiful. Dad, someday I want to be able to do it too!

With that said, Dad narrowed his eyes behind his glasses and laughed,

You caressed my head gently.

My dad always smells good.

Because I haven't had a drop of returning blood.

"Oh! Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

That's what I'm saying. My mom comes running around waving a giant stick.

Demons get in the way on the way, but when my mom gets hit lightly with this stick in her hand,

'Bread' and a bursting sound caused the demons to shatter and scatter.

What a brittle demon.

Naturally, my mom would bathe a lot of blood in return,

beautiful brown skin illuminated by the moonlight,

The result is lustrous and radiant with plush red blood.

"Wow, Mom. I've already... overdosed you with blood.

But well... you look nice, too. "

"Eh... heh"

Mommy's face as her daddy stroked her head was sloppy and fuzzy.

This is the usual sight,

When it comes to the difference, it is about full of the smell of blood.

"Oh, oh, here comes the addition, huh?

You're the bad guys who water your family. "

My dad sensibly perceived the pathetic prey that came without knowing anything.

They appeared lukewarm from the dark after Dad's words.

But it's not funny that you showed up.

It was the same kind of demon as the meat chunks rolling here.

He's a bald-headed big man and he's naked for some reason.

Huge nails instead of fingers were growing on both hands.

That number, about thirty bodies.

"Oh? Oh, my God, you're here for a change.

Oh, yeah! It's a corner, and let's compete over who can get the most out of it!

My mom has suggested that I compete with Pong with my hands.

While my mother, I admire that it is something that makes a very nice suggestion.

Then it's the first must-win, this is the only way for me to make count.

"Ugh, that sounds interesting! I won't lose!

That said, I was attacked by demons.

screams of sounding demons, the sound of bones crushing,

The bleeding blood stains me red.

After all, I seem to have become too much like my mom.

"Ahhh! Yu Yu, you haven't said" Hey Don "yet!?"

"Ha, sounds like Yu.

I'll hang in there, too. "

Mommy and Daddy joined us a little late.

Demons screaming and running away.

Their 'Night of Misery' is just the beginning.

Now run, be frightened, and behold.

And then you expose yourself to something unusual while you can't do anything, and you make a pathetic end of it!

Thus began the "hunting time" of the Casala family.