Kuishinbo Elf

Ellis

The battle changed.

Things have moved in a direction convenient to us ghosts.

The characteristic 'charm' of my unleashed ghost power affects not only people, but all creatures.

It is particularly effective for less intelligent beings.

"What the fuck are these guys?!? A monster!"

"These children are rats named Rice Eaters, a unique species of the kingdom of Tiari.

It's named Rice, but it's omnivorous, so I'd eat anything.

... human too, of course?

I caught a pretty good handkerchief.

Rice Eater has a body the size of a mouse but a small dog,

Its sturdy, sharp front teeth are enough to even twist a strong armor.

Furthermore, this rat has a large number to live in the herd.

Leaving it so fertile, it increases inexhaustibly.

Because they eat the food around them.

A crusader dedicated to rice eaters is organized regularly.

"Fuck! Whatever if it's just ghosts...... I don't know how many of these!!

This rat is timid for acting alone and never shows up in public.

But when you act in a herd, its character changes and becomes fierce.

They don't hesitate to attack creatures bigger than themselves and feed them.

"Look, look, what happened to the momentum just now?

Weren't you going to save me? Uncle? Ugh. "

I looked up at him with foreboding and took a provocative attitude.

and... that's when,

Is not a single butterfly dangling gracefully in front of me?

It had wings with a very beautiful and fragile impression.

"Oh? Has my ghost power brought you here?

But you can't be a fighter. I'm sorry. "

Somehow, when I reached for the butterfly, I felt a tingling pain.

If you look at your hands,

Weren't there signs that the skin was cut with a sharp blade?

Did that peach fist pressure get to me?

No, that can't be right.

If it's fist pressure, it shouldn't be a cut if it's not close to close.

"Beautiful things have thorns.

If it's... if it's frivolous, it's a blade. "

The voice of a child who sounds suddenly on the battlefield.

The voice was crisp and not a little cloudy.

The Lord of that voice is a young girl with beautiful dark hair.

Her face is a little stubborn, but she will grow into a beauty in the future.

If there is a future.

"Oh? If there was a kid like you in a place like this.

Scary monsters eating you?

"Well, that's exciting. Don't be shy, let's go crazy together."

The girl flickered a fan with a brilliant design in her hand.

Are you fooling me...... or is it provocation?

If it's a provocation, it's a cheap provocation that kids are likely to think about, and the other way around, it's adorable.

So let me break that pretty face to a snail for you.

I won't kill you, because I want you to keep living on that face.

It will surely spit out good quality hatred and regret.

"Ugh, then, may I sweeten your words?

I'll make that pretty face even more adorable. "

"Oh, that's extraordinary confidence.

Does that amuse you?

When she said that, she flashed her fans hard at the moment.

Then many poor butterflies emerged from the fan.

"Oh, that butterfly was created by you, wasn't it?

"That's right, wouldn't it be pathetic?

"Yeah, that's beautiful. But could that butterfly help the fight?

"Koya and Tora themselves are of no use in the battle.

Because of our mission to entertain the beholder at the banquet dance.

But when you use this butterfly as a straw, it changes its role. "

"Heh, how?

"Not like this."

A poor butterfly passed right next to the little ghost.

Right after that,

The next moment the little ghost let him wiggle his body with his bicun, his neck fell off as he slipped.

Too much I lose my voice.

"As you can see from the combination of strawberry personal sukiru,

It turns me into a powerful blade.

Come on, come on, let's start the feast. Let's have some fun. "

So it was this butterfly that cut my hand off earlier.

So far I realized I had one.

The butterfly she unleashed ripped apart the ghost power I was haunting.

That you hurt your flesh.

I mean, this butterfly scratched my body without peach power.

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh the

There's no peach power in the straw, so I can't save him...

Well, I don't even care because I'm not originally willing to save you. Ho ho ho. "

Hide your mouth with a fan and learn to be wary of the girl who laughs gracefully.

This girl is the eye of those who have taken many lives.

Even if gracefully repaired, the engraving of the usurper engraved in its eyes will not be erased.

We're not in the same position as ghosts.

There seems to be no doubt that this girl's temperament is close to ours.

We have to keep our heads together and confront each other.

Don't hesitate, come here.

"I won't let that happen. Something you wouldn't get close to if you were letting a butterfly samurai so much."

You can't ride provocation. That irregular moving butterfly rattles me out.

Butterflies have too many indeterminate elements compared to the movement of some predictable person.

Because even the slightest wind dramatically alters the orbit.

Again, it would be best to attack here with ranged attacks.

I condense my ghost power more than usual to create a sturdy chakram.

I threw it at the barbed brunette girl.

But that would be the result of hitting the butterfly that was standing in front of her.

"Become!?

I voiced my surprise unconsciously.

There's a chakram full of people who have condensed and created quite a bit of ghost power.

The butterfly was lightly cut into two pieces.

"Duh, what do you mean?!? Why my chakram when butterflies!!

"I told you, if combined with a frivolous individual, it would turn into a blade.

Strawberry's personal "Slash" rips everything apart.

There's nothing in this world that's indelible. "

It's irrational. He's superb here.

Powerful personal skills, even though I was not even given personal skills.

That jealous emotion and anger at irrationality amplify my ghost power.

But even if the ghost power amplifies,

I can't even think of how to tailor a brunette girl.

Like Master Hayne, create and throw spears with ghost warfare moves?

But I don't like ghost warfare moves and specialize in ghost fairy arts.

I am good at it, but direct combat is not very difficult.

The little ones don't seem to have a good share with her either.

In the first place, if you turn this little ghost that's holding that uncle back,

Now he's coming at me. This is a bad idea.

So what about an attack from the ground where butterflies can't get in?

Pfft, I can't even prevent this with that nasty butterfly.

Couldn't it have been better to think a little calmly?

Nothing in my ghost influence affects creatures in the ground as well.

I usually leave it alone because it's not very useful.

Huge organisms of the worm type should have lived in these areas.

Using those guys to make them attack from under that girl's feet would be an easy piece to attach.

"Damn...... that's amazing, lady. But how about this?

When I raise my hand high, a giant worm pops out of the ground in response to it.

But it was dying the moment it jumped out.

A giant worm came out of the ground like pasta.

"Become!?

"Ho ho ho, that's something to think about... huh? It's cuckoo."

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to bleed me."

It is the girl who accumulates abundant silver hair who has shown herself with a soggy look from the shadows.

I wonder how long your hair is.

The silver hair wrapped around the 'Four' roll looks stiff on my shoulders just looking at it.

"Your attack won't work.

Because I am able to guard Sacramento's feet. "

"What kind of hands are you using?

"It's a maiden's secret."

Don't you expose your enemies to boulders?

That Sacramento girl exposed herself.

That can also be a sign of absolute confidence if you return the back.

This is it, I can't hit my hand anymore.

Wherever you attack from, you are prevented from attacking.

But you can't rest your attacking hand.

Right next door is my uncle, the peach roaster, getting rid of the little ones one after the other.

This is exactly what a lot of people would call passive. Well, what's the matter?

When I was up to the idea,

Right next to me, I made sure a mass of darkness seeped out of the space, and I saw him show up.

I softened my rugged expression.

That was because it was the darkness of ghost fairy art (Dark Crossing), which my well-informed person specializes in.

"Sister Ellis, you seem to be struggling, don't you?

"You've come a lot, Matt.

Yes, they annoy me because I'm weak. "

"Does that irritate you? What kind of guy... is that them?

The brave Takaaki protected me then, but not this time, okay?

I heard he left a message in the Langsten Kingdom. "

It was my sweet brother, the Wizard's Mate, who came to me.

Because he's good at the magic and ghost fairy arts of the offensive lineage.

Much stronger than I am when it comes to combat.

Now if Brother Alan were here, the avant-garde would be aligned, and the victory would be assured.

I haven't been allowed out of the regenerator yet.

Dr. Durink says there's still peach power in your brother's body,

Leaving it, he said, would gradually erode his body.

I don't trust him as much as my brother, but I only trusted his technical skills.

So we decided to take care of it and get results on this one alone.

"I took the back then... but not this time.

I took good care of it.

Now is the time to return the stigma of that time!

"Oh, he's a ghost too. Good, the more subjects you cut, the better the feast will be."

Creepy confidence.

What the hell is keeping them so confident?

got a reinforcement called my brother. I looked at the two girls without alarm,

He began to look for ways to get through this situation successfully.