Lead the other world.

The time is in the evening, when the Tyrions "Guardians of the Inside" are engaged with the intruders into the forest. The citrus vegetables were coming to the fields I promised to meet Elise yesterday.

"Ah! There he is!

Looking around, an elf girl sitting back shaking her legs in the same spot as yesterday. Elise was there. And her expression looked different from yesterday's.

As the citrus vegetables approached him on a small run, Elise noticed the footsteps and turned to the citrus vegetables for a more pleasant look.

"Citrus! You came, I'm glad you did!

"Phew, you promised."

Then there was a guess from the expression, but Elise still seemed to be able to make up well with her mother. Citrus felt as happy about Elise as she was about herself reporting it happily and laughed at Elise.

"Good for you, Elise!

"Yeah, I made up with my mom because of the citrus!

"Haha, that's not true. Oh... Mother..."

"What's going on?

"No, it's nothing. Let's talk about it!

Elise wondered at the citrus fruit with a distant eye for a moment, but the citrus fruit began to speak with a bitter smile.

Then they talked a lot to each other. The field in front of me actually starts with a story managed by Elise's mother, a story outside the inside, inside the inside. The story of a monster who fought as an adventurer and was impressive, when Elise helped her mother make a field. Each one of them recollects his own memories, memories he enjoyed and memories he had a hard time talking to.

Whoa, whoa.

"" Tempest Blast "!"

The knights, wrapped in the same armor drunk by a whirlwind blade released from Tyrion's fine sword, were scattered and unconscious as they became like a bluff cloth.

"Phew... you're the only one left"

Ahead Tyrion glanced, only one man, not wearing armor, sat on the bodies of three elves who were guardians inside and watched the knights, who would be his men, fight.

"Oh! Don't do it inside. Are you the Elf's best fighter?

He's over two meters tall, and even from the top of his clothes, he can tell that his body is quite well trained.

The man laughed luxuriously as he touched his chin beard as he slowly stood up and paid the blood that was attached to the red shining gauntlet on his fist.

"I don't know. You're not bothering to tell your enemies about this battle force, are you?

"I don't know, it doesn't stick... That sounds like you guys are pretty confident in the junction here. This is the only place I've got to keep my guard."

(Bluff? Or did you look it up when you first got here?)

As Tyrion silently laid out his fine sword as he alerted the man, the man grinned with his mouth raised.

"I think I've had enough."

"What?"

Yes, it was the moment Tyrion shrugged. It was quite a long way from here that I heard some very high quality magic collide with something.

"Hey, what!?

"This expedition came with a lot of strength, too. You're so smart with those guys. Yabe, did you talk too much extra?"

"Shit..."

The moment the hurried Tyrion turned his back toward the intruder who was in a hurry to break the line, he felt a tremendous increase in killing and magic from his back, flipping reflexively.

"Huh!!

Soon the guardians inside, who were near Tyrion, were blown and burning as the man, approaching directly behind him, swung through his fiery fists.

"Hey, it's not like a man turns his back on you. It's a corner, and hang out a little bit, kid."

"Damn!?

Shortly afterwards, the sound of something shattering sounded inside.