Life with my Little Sister

The man is alone.

Inside the hall, he stared at the figure painting.

(Almost there... Almost what...)

Are you laughing or grieving?

The look on the man's face was terribly complex.

"Nyah..."

A thin dirty tea tiger kitten comes under the man's feet and rubs his head off.

"Chip! I told you to stay away from me!

Men get rid of cats.

The kitten rushed to hide in the shadows, but only gently appeared, squeaking.

"Shit! I can't remember being an obedient bastard, like Yeh in front of me... Stick with me anyway. That's irritating......!

The man kicked the wall, holding his head down.

It hurts like my whole body is pounding.

I felt terrible.

"Absolutely not...! It's a fun, festive day...!

The man was sweating.

And yet, my whole body is shaking with blubber.

Hot or cold, without even knowing that.

Remove the liquor bottle and stir at once.

Obviously it was a liquor that seemed like a luxury product, but the man glances at the bottle uncomfortably.

"It doesn't taste like... ugh! You fool!

When I threw it on the wall, the liquor bottle broke.

The tea tiger kitten didn't jump by surprise.

"Outside, wow... I'm sure you're thrilled with my ceremony...... It was worth it... Hehe, enjoy yourself, will you?

The man was laughing.

The eyes were bloody, starchy and cloudy.

Eventually, from the entrance hall, I heard a noise.

The roar of the beasts.

Destructive sound like tapping something.

I mean - the sound of battle.

"Ho... Has anyone sniffed 'here' yet? Excellent. What do you mean, the Knights of the City?

The man laughs at the Guerraggera.

I thought I was in a better mood. The tea tiger tried to get close and got rid of me again.

"I just got here. You want me to pick him up?

Trembling, but with a firm foothold, the man headed to the scene.

"Kuku...... This guy is unusual. Elves."

There she was, a beautiful woman waving a spear.

Elves in armor. It was Yantine.

Her combat ability was overwhelming, breaking the heads of the Warcraft in one swing and skewering the Beasts with one thrust.

"Ooh. Keung Yee, Keung Yee... You're pretty sure it's not the Knights of Cyril, huh? I knew it."

Countless demonic bodies had already piled up in the hall to say they had come as soon as they heard the battle.

And even now, the pile of corpses continues to grow.

Fighting one-on-one is harder than you can imagine.

If they are simply besieged and attacked simultaneously, there is basically no hitter.

But how about that woman?

Swing long spears freely and do not lean on the Warcraft as if.

I guess all those who are in time can slap down.

Exactly, you deserve to call it a thousand a ride.

"You're Menno the Obedient!

The woman stared at the man as she fought.

"No? No, you're not, are you? I am the owner of this mansion, who calls me Uncle Asel Damien."

The man grins slightly.

To find out lies, the elf woman frowned.

"You're saying you're not willing to answer properly?

"Whoa, whoa. You must be the trespasser, right? There's no way he could reveal his identity to such a bad guy. I'm a cautious person."

Shoulder over shoulder and shake your head, for Christ's sake.

The man dodged a dagger thrown silently.

"Ahhhh... It's impossible to throw blades at people all of a sudden. What are you, a lunatic?

"You would be a madman to unleash warcraft all over the city!

"Huh!? There's warcraft all over the city!? Oh, it's so...! Was that what was happening to the public now......! I've been at the Mansion the whole time, so I didn't know... Arrow tension, pulling is the strongest......!

Beast shaped monsters continue to gush through the doors visible behind the hall.

The Elf lady knight, who decided it was useless to continue the conversation, decided to eliminate the man.

At that moment when he slammed down some demons, the elf woman jumped and approached the man in one breath.

- But.

(Stunned!? Awesome reflex nerve!

Is there anyone in the Chamber of Commerce's security department who brightens up their surprises?

(It's not human movement. Similar to the way a trained beast man behaves......)

'Submissive Menno' within the scope of her research was not a particularly good bearer of physical ability.

As much as I thought another warrior would have refrained from serving as an escort to this place.

But Tine soon finds out that the man is an obedient demon.

"Ku...... Huh!?"

Hit through the left and right floors and a bear-like warcraft appears.

From behind, a four-legged beast was flying, understanding that 'this place' was a trap.

(Light mouth, to attract me! Quite use your head!

Yantine immediately slammed the spear to the ground, moving his body under high flying instructions, kicking the wall and avoiding attacks from the three sides.

At the moment you jump through the air, release several daggers.

He was struck by a four-legged beast, but by an arrow-stricken man, and played by the body of a bear.

(Warbear's top individual? Sure, the bear had excellent sense of smell too......!

The moment he lands, he snaps a spear and blows the beasts away.

For one thing, I succeeded in getting in shape...

(Does that mean it's the same there? The monsters are being repositioned. We're in a proper line...)

The submissive demon who can only make a contract with the Warcraft is third class.

Manipulative and second-rate.

This man, who freely uses it and says it's top notch, but understands and exercises the importance of 'formation', probably stands out as a commander as well.

"Until now, wow..."

The man behind the Warcraft catches a single cheek.

"I was only giving vague orders to attack. You, if you're dressed like that, you have experience working spears on the battlefield, right? Then you can understand that 'quality' changes from here on out?

A controlled movement.

Coordinated corrugated attack.

A division of roles called defense or positive motion.

Those who called themselves opponents were far more powerful enemies than they were against the multipliers of the UAE.

"I don't know what elf you are and what you are here for... But I'm not gonna let you get in the way of the festival, am I? Enjoy!

As the man waves his arm, the assault begins.

It was not a simple 'mole beating' until now, but a puzzle with a time limit.

The timing of the beasts jumping changed.

The inviter.

Who hangs the feint.

who truly come flying.

Those who aim for that gap.

Those who can be defeated by a single swing of a spear move organically, shredding their strength and mental strength.

Especially skillful is Warbear's operation, where weaving intimidation and roaring induces only the beast not to pay attention.

For the human race, both the symbol of death and the cloudy Warbear can be lightly butchered by Yantine.

But that's only in the case of normal combat.

Dealing with the bear who became part of the 'squad' made the difficulties extremely difficult.

You can't eat an opponent's attack with a heavy blow, because you can't.

"Ooh. Good luck. You don't have eyes for gash. Strong, strong."

The obedient demon slaps his hand with a patsy.

Even at this moment, the reinforcements continue to gush.

They were some who took part in the battle, but others were bare as if they were laughing at Yantine and let go all over the city.

It was obvious that a man was messing with me.

(Even magic, if you let it go...)

Yantine has teeth.

If you release even a single blow of powerful magic that blows everything away, you should also be able to crumble the squad -.

"Come on...... Let them chant."

The movements of the warcraft commanded by the man were precise and shady.

They're not going to give it while they're building magic.

"What a magician. The presence of chants played a role in a brawl... There's nothing you can do without the avant-garde to protect you. And elves are magic specializations, not physical abilities specializations like lizards and beasts..."

Her physical abilities, which are high elves, never take a pull on lizards or beasts either.

But the man's command ability not to fully demonstrate it was also another threat.

Obedient Demons and Leaders.

If you're missing at least one of them, give me what you've been able to beat.

To Yantine, who thought so, the man makes me laugh.

"Tell you what. I'm not even in the fight yet, am I?

She understands that it's not haphazard.

From somewhere, I thought I heard a kitten squeal.