Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 169 Noon Border Labyrinth 16F

Labyrinth coach led by a brunette beauty princess...... should have been, but the demon disappeared and the training...?

The beautiful princesses who are supposed to be educators wield a knife with Niyanya, slashing off Deledere and the demon, the knife is a bespoke, one-of-a-kind knife made to suit each and every one of you by the hand of Mr. Yao... it's like a happy, happy, dreaming maiden dancing - just a demon's blood splash instead of a scattered petal.

I don't have a turn as I put up my bow, I stop everyone with my mouth until the commander's chairman of the committee... I pierce the demons with a grin sticking to my beautiful lips and happily wipe the demons away with a leak of sweet sigh... yeah, please don't kill them all because it won't be training?

"Avant-garde! If the enemy is destroyed, it won't be training!?" "" Sorry, the happier you slash something, "" I know, the more you get used to slashing it, the more you feel like "mine"! "" It's perfect for every single finger, "" He is! Not at all!! Really, already!! (Gussa! Dosh! Zaku, shhhhhh!

Seems like he's trying to stop it for once...... sweet sweet conversation that sounds like a love story when it's just that word. But that's the miserable beauty of the brunette princesses wandering with a luscious grin at the bloody killing scene staring at the knife dripping with demonic blood.

A black-haired, black-eyed country where everyone hears rumors and is frightened to be in a distant land. A country where that knife is a weapon of tradition and full of black-haired, black-eyed people with it.

A happy country filled with delicious, fun, beautiful things, convenient things, happy things, gentle killers.

"You look so happy to have a knife..." "Blessed is the face I'm going to slaughter already" "Wow, I'm nibbling with a knife piercing my brain!" "" "I'm glad you're beautiful. I'm scared!

Strong but gentle, bright and kind people. Good people who are beautiful but work hard and can't separate themselves from the subhuman "Elves"...... that's why I'm afraid of the massacre of smiles!

"With such a happy face in the blood splash..." "I'm already necked while skipping in Lunlun" "With a smile that seems to swing every time I slash... it's a massacre, isn't it?" "" "Master Kuki, you're familiar!?" "'Cause you're the most lusciously laughing and massacring Master Ireilia, right?" "Aren't we Elves unfit for melee!?"

He's not weak, but he's racially tall, skinny, hip-tall, and lightweight, so he pushes and loses in melee. And even if the sword could be handled because it's not heavily equipped, a species who was good at bows and magic fights… yet dressed in light armor, avoiding dancing and slashing away like dancing.

"Master Ireilia seems so happy... good, really good..."

Naturally, even if we were to be scolded, beaten and spit on, we elves have been doing all that to the witch "Ireilia", and his brother, your hero "Vizmleg", has been scorning us and doing the right thing. Still wanted to return the favor at all, crying and apologizing or not being forgiven, but still wanted to help...... I thought so and you seem so happy. Play demons too so that you can play a heartfelt smile. It is scattered with happiness and blood splashes.

"Church people think the same thing." Arianna, the princess who preached a world without discrimination and was in contention with the old church, has a tender but gloomy and sad face... all the time alone... that seems so bloody delightful, massacred with a full grin... the border sucks, doesn't it!! "

"" "Yes, we are all too different characters!!" "

Hell of a continent full of demons, the endless border was a vicious land better than hearing, yet the people who lived there were strong and gentle.

The strength with which everyone has known suffering and fear and has experienced grief more than anyone else.

Strength requires kindness because it is a land where strength is required only to live.

Wounded, hated, suspected and drawn to the woods, our Elves were just fleeing reality. If only someone had fought on their own for a land far away from the border, it would have been better for the people who tormented us to kill each other with demons... the people of this land were so gentle and warm.

"Hey, we need to stop your go-go daughter. There's a serious lack of demons!" "Oh, even your naked daughter......" "Yeah, let's get the chairman of the committee back to sanity first!" "But there's a deputy b to stop the chairman of the committee... is that always the way it is?" "There's more going around than usual to Vice C! You were angry when they branded you Little Raccoon Round and Dimensional Raccoon, right?" "I mean, Shimazaki and the others are stroking in the dere, and it's kind of hard to stop!" "" Yeah, let's pull it off, too, the Ministry of Culture, which is killing tea first!! "" No, I'm scared the librarian is laughing as he slashes it!? "

The avant-garde alone is devastated, and the rear guard cannot participate because he pushes forward. The Holocaust of Deledere, not even those avant-garde Kingsguards who have been able to participate. So even if you go forward to enter the avant-garde, the speed and skill are overwhelming, and when you smile, the demons become fragments and splash. Spraying high and high, and the pity of happily waving a knife in the heavy rain with dusty blood pounding on it.

Smiling bloodstained with the face of a dreaming maiden, the creeps of remembering and laughing in a sea of blood...... even the Angelicas give up in jealousy.

Delightfully bloated dere face, that's scary and cute, strong and adorable. Legendary warfare As harsh as a maiden, as pure as a girl, a demon plays and flies like an explosion of joy showing off an important treasure.

Even that blood splash bounces like a naive blessing, and the bloody look is a dancing girl in love with joy.

In the crimson red of blood, the maidens flash the treasure in a slaughter play, the slashing line falls as the Tokimeki, and the glittering sword flashes bounce around.

"Ancient Now I say grabbing a woman's heart with an East-West gift is the usual means...... is that an ant?" "" "It must be Nye... too cholo, right?" "" But that knife would be a dream if you were a samurai...... Ali why not? "" Gifts for women don't have romance... they're nashi "" Well, they're still more amazing in financial terms than gems and gold and silver treasures... Ariari? "" "" "You are a very ant!!" "

We laugh at each other saying that, and we all really understand. I'm sure I don't care about the money, I'm not even interested in the worthiness of the world, I'm just niggling at the kindness put in my sword, feeling the thought, springing up in delight with Deledere, spreading joyful slaughter on the full face of joy.

It was envious as a woman, stupid, hilarious, pure, innocent, clear and pure madness, The Place.

"Well, you don't have a Kingsguard turn up in that Niyaniya until Princess Sharicelles. Worried about the kingdom all the time in solitude, leaving the princess who has been fought alone is the famous broken of the Kingsguard! If you don't show up, join the banquet on your own!

"Absolutely... I've just been shown to be disqualified as the goddaughter of a brunette princess."

"Right, shall I take my turn back from the color bokeh teachers? Turn the archers into spears!

"Kingsguard, take care of the shield. If you wait, you'll miss the festival!

"Church Saint Knights, this is not magic, we're going in with physics, all right?

It is the strength to see the legend in front of you, it is Legion, an army of a thousand heroes and braves. But the cute, good-looking girls at the beginning "Ubb" kept fighting and protecting me at the dead end of the border, let alone all the brunettes who are not even from the continent.

Such a beginner, innocent girls floating around with a knife "gift" from a boy were protecting the world. If your sisters don't work hard here, the woman will be scrapped!

"Show him the power of an adult woman! Let's go, all of us!

"" "" "" "" "" "" "Roger, Yar"!

A maiden's love affair that I'm sure will delight in the normal, clumsy behavior of a boy everywhere.

It had dawned on me to say that those normal, cute girls were old enough to fight and protect me, to be heroes and brave enough to protect me, to be floating in love.

He spent a lot of time fighting and protecting the happy girl while we did nothing. Then there's no excuse for being weak, because we're sisters and grown women! Well... Master Arianna must have been pretty old... you look like the bloodiest and maiden, don't you?