Kuishinbo Elf

◆ ◆ ◆ Sigurd ◆ ◆ ◆

"Good for you, Brother."

"Ah."

I try to break the dark sky and fly vigorously in the snow. In the meantime, Mike asks me for confirmation, but will he regret it?

Trachmadowj is no better than someone who can beat such a lost heart. You can't win, you can't win, in me now, in Ertina now.

The sense of despair I felt then, and the sense of impatience, is a certainty. That is a sign that it has not even reached the foot of my Trachmadowj.

Therefore, I must go beyond what I am. Not to regret it.

"Oh well... OK, then let's get to where we're going ZE! Brother!"

"Ah."

I was powerfully feathered, and the speed increases. Do that again, again...... again.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Spit out Dawn's emotions. Spit out all anger, hate, jealousy, sadness, and shady emotions.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Roar again. Spit out all the love, friendship, kindness and warmth. For not returning to one of my beasts.

I wake up on a snowy moussink hill. The snow rabbits covered in bright white hair react sensitively to my awakening, and I can see them soaking and dispersing.

I slept on Mowsink Hill more than usual. The abundance of bait is one of the reasons, but the absence of depressing compatriots here is also one of the reasons.

Today's compatriots are just rotten people with high pride, and care is taken not to make contact with each other as much as possible, because face-to-face tears only produce tears. Therefore, it is convenient for me that they do not come.

But such a despicable place, it also came early in the morning when the sun couldn't rise.

"Garndragon sigurd, huh?

"I don't know."

Two visitors, rightly one and one. The old man is a stranger, but the white wolf has seen him several times.

It's certainly a wolf called [Tong Pei], who often behaves with Ertina.

From my point of view he was brave and above all I was deeply interested in the squarely dignified way of fighting. If I wanted to, I would have liked to have stood by someday.

I can feel the disturbing air starting to drift around that he's here.

"What can I do for you?

"No, what... I was thinking about getting you into an unfortunate accident."

Make a statement the old man should not overhear stroking his fine chin mustache. At the same time, White Wolf Tong Pei has lowly roared and committed acts of intimidation.

I raise my back because I have a bad feeling about it. so that you can move at any time.

"Is this Ertina's offer?

Speak of things you don't even think about. I guess I was seeing through that, the old man answered with a nibble up his mouth angle.

"No way... you think that would do something like this?

"That was a stupid question."

Yes, a stupid question. Unlike other white elves, Ertina is not that smart. That's why it shines. That's why I ask so much.

These two men will be arbitrary, the unknowns of Ertina. They must have heard yesterday's conversation. Because if it is a wolf's hearing, it would also be possible.

"I don't know what the Lord is like. But only eliminate it if we strip our fangs of our hope. Even if Ertina resents me."

"Are you prepared to challenge me? Then let's respond with my fangs!

"Where I want it!

Merrimeri and the old man's clothes tear. The swelling muscles, the brown rigid hair, engulfed the old man and eventually turned him into one giant bear. I see, is this who it is?

Trees constrict to his releasing struggle, shivering bodies full of muscles that can't possibly move. I feel a tremendous power, close to Ertina's ability, but understand that it is another ability.

It would in any case not turn out to be a dangerous ability. We have to keep our heads tight.

"Let's go, Forfilia! Show us our power!

"Wow, wow, wow!"

Moments, Tompé, no, a gust of wind breaks out of the white wolf called Forfilia and envelops me. I reflected deeply on this momentary event.

Because if you were a Trachmadowj opponent, I could have already been dead. What are you going to do with your body, you fool?

I am increasingly restrained from breaking the commandments of the wind. Apparently, there's nothing you can do with force moves.

"Mike!"

"OK! Peach characteristic (dispersion)! My peach power scatters every power!

The commandments of the wind are dispersed by Mike's peach power, and I succeed in escaping the constraints of the wind.

"Don't you do it! So how about this!!"

A giant bear caged his forelegs into the earth. Then how about a few thick tree roots crawling out more than there?

They were willing or unwilling, and they followed the instructions of a giant bear and attacked me.

"My name is [Martyr of the Wind] Forfilia!

"My name is [the martyr of the earth] Greonome! Sigurd of the Garndragon, I won't let my sister touch a finger! Ready!"

mighty power, the willingness to kill to the point of irrationality that frightens the wild as well. I can't help being swallowed up by such force. A sharp wind chops me up and huge tree roots tangle me up sucking up my life.

"B, Brother!? Hold on! Damn, what is this root of a tree! Rather than life force, you suck up peach power!?"

"Ma...... Mike......!

If you don't resist, but your body won't move. Move, move, move!!

It's getting dark in front of me, am I going to decay in this place?

It is oddly how Eltina looked yesterday that floats in such darkness.

Yes, what am I doing? Didn't you make a promise or try to settle? She kept her promise. But what will you do if you break my promise?

Anger brings me to my impudence. How can we keep it down?

Light plunges into the darkening vision. My essence is anger, pure anger. Let go, let go!

"I unleash my pure anger! I'll keep my promise to Ertina!

I growled. We need to smash all the irrationality. My roar crushed the rocks to pieces, and also blew the white carpet to expose the earth's skin. I guess my anger had soared so far.

The moment I let go of my anger, I feel incredible power myself. Not the power of anger, not the power of peaches. Something else.

Crushed and sharp wind, the roots of a decaying giant tree. Having seen it, Greonome and Forfilia opened their eyes and were stunned.

"No way... what the hell!?"

"Shit, even so, it doesn't change what you do. Our [true Promised Child] is only Ertina!

The giant bear and the white wolf came under attack again. I'm just staring at it. It's as if I'm not myself.

Their movements feel unusually slow, you know so that their actions are in hand. So in this case, you can move like this.

Quickly, and smoothly, my flesh moved into action.

◆ ◆ ◆ Ertina ◆ ◆ ◆

"Why are there so many galleries?

"You idiot, your body isn't just yours anymore!?"

Pokon, and Al's old teacher gave me a dick. I don't know why, but everyone in my class knew that Sigurd and I would settle.

Totally mysterious phenomenon. I have to cramp like a pull and a newborn deer.

If it was, I wanted to settle with Sigurd alone. I wanted to fight on my own without anyone interrupting me.

But if this happens, it's the later carnival. Let's have them see our fight through.

"Is that... darling?

An uncertain stray arose in Yuyuu's voice. I can't help it.

Fulfilling, Sigurd was there. But we were overwhelmed by the illusion that it was really him.

"Coming... Hostile"

The root of a tree that feels the pulsation of life when wrapped around a golden body. The branches that arise from it are accompanied by bright young leaves. And the green wind swirling to protect him. It's like being surrounded by a sharp blade.

"... Sigurd!

The discomfort I feel in Sigurd, that's because I felt signs in him that I could know. An unpleasant feeling of no way rushes all over my body, instantly snatching away my temperature.

"I will tell you. Greonome and Tong Pei asked me this morning."

……

"They challenged me to battle of their own free will."

Nasty feeling, it centers correctly. Because the results are visible at the time the sigurd is alive.

"As a result, they were defeated"

"Did you eat it?

"... oh yeah"

"Right."

I kept listening faintly to Sigurd's report. But anger doesn't come in. Only sadness caught my heart.

Imitate it sooner... I have to think so. But it is a mystery to hit Sigurd with the anger of losing a dear companion.

Master Greonome and Thompe challenged Sigurd to [a wild battle] as warriors. As a result, they were defeated and devoured by Sigurd.

Sigurd doesn't use dirty hands or anything. I guess I hit them with all my might and broke them both dignified from the front. I can easily imagine a scar engraved on that body.

How can I hit him with hatred like that? It can't be done either.

"Don't let anyone get their hands on you"

I walk alone to the battlefield of the showdown. Sigurd stared at my steps. It's like watching your lover come under you, but as much.

"I've been waiting all this time"

Sigurd's voice was surprisingly calm and gentle.

"Oh, so am I. Sigurd."

My voice against is calm and gentle. So much so that I don't think I made a voice out of it.

I put my hands up in heaven and uttered powerful words. I'm not the only one who settles for this cause, because he's not shallow about his relationship with Sigurd again.

"Hey, no! Senior Peach!"

Calling in the fruit of my partner, Senior Peach Towya, and taunting it.

"Soul Fusion Link System Startup, 92% Synchronization Rate, System All Green. We can go, Ertina!

"Answer! It's a battle, Sigurd!

We have all the actors here, all we have to do is go.

"Where I want it! Let's go, Mike!

"Ah! Let's go, ZE, Brother!

Here the last battle with Sigurd began. The earliest, irrevocable wild battle. Only one survives. That survivor bears the future of Carnthehill.

We clash with our beliefs and our inalienable thoughts. There was no way anyone could have predicted the battle.