Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing!

I'm walking right and left through the city toward the thick smell of blood.

There's only one thing I'm sorry about. About Phyllia.

Phyllia has been silent ever since I started chasing the smell of Reaper.

Maybe it means I'm easy to concentrate, but my expression is dark.

"Phyllia. You seem to be coming up with something from earlier, but what's wrong?

Even if I think about it, I don't know how people feel.

So I decided to ask Phyllia frankly.

Phyllia, who was asked my question, swims her gaze two or three times, then opens its glossy lips.

"... me, do you think I'll get in the way"

Out of the way...? What do you mean?

I'm not sure what Phyllia is saying.

I've never thought Phyllia was in my way.

"I'm also confident in magic, but honestly, I'm weaker than Mr. Yuri when it comes to combat... Wouldn't you like to stick around and get your feet together?"

I finally understand what Phyllia wants to say in the words she continues to speak.

He seemed worried that he would end up on his feet.

"Me and you are partners, so you don't have to worry about whether or not you're going to get your feet together. Besides, Phyllia's pretty strong, and if Reaper and I weren't so strong, we wouldn't be on our feet together, would we?

"... wouldn't you be very happy to say something? Did you even hit him in the head?

Feelia stops looking at her like she came up with it, and tries to slap herself in the head with a purposeful, kidding tone.

"Until I said I meant it."

"I understand how Yuri feels.... Then I have to do something, so you're watching a little away from the spot."

He decided not to join the fight after all.

"Is that all right with you?

"Yes.... or do you want me to be there?

Saying so, Phyllia gives a teasing grin about "hiccups to".

I laugh softly with my nose, "Ha," instead of answering.

I don't really understand not trying to fight a strong guy, but I don't blame him for that.

Phyllia won't fight, which means I can fight in Tyman.

At the end of the conversation I concentrate and start tracking the remnants of the smell of Reaper again.

... You don't seem to be going this way. This way.

The smell grew thicker as I progressed. The distance seems to be shrinking.

"This way. Follow me."

"I understand."

I follow the smell carefully.

And it stops once the smell is strong enough not to go wrong.

The smell continued into a ruined, rusty building.

"Looks like there's a reaper in that ruin. Can Phyllia wait for me here?

It would be best to have them wait outside the ruins in order not to get involved in the fight.

Feelia nodded cocklessly at my suggestion.

"Okay. … be careful."

Responding to Phyllia's words, "Oh," I headed toward ruin.

The ruins were full of dust. Every breath I take, I can see the dust coming through my nose to my lungs.

Moving his gaze, he also creates a spider's nest in the corner.

Apparently Reaper didn't live in this building from the beginning. Something like a place to hide yourself temporarily.

I proceed carefully to avoid footsteps in a quiet room.

I feel the pressure of being paralyzed when I reach the open space.

It's like you got a sword tip stuck in your throat, it's a sharp pressure.

Damn, they can't even be alert to fine dust.

I glanced at the man in the center of the room.

The man was wearing a black kimono all over his body.

The kimono, which is clothing not seen around here, was exactly the outfit worn by those called samurai.

Dark hair goes hand in hand, and a man of black colour is really like a reaper.

While the man has a tremendous presence, he gives me the impression that he is so pale and brittle that he is going to disappear after a moment's glance.

"Are you the Reaper?

The man looks here.

The blue-white face, thin in line but not commensurate with its tight body, was exactly like Reaper's.

"I don't know. I don't remember naming myself, but that's what they call it in Shirai. … So, what about you?

"I'm Yuri. I want to fight a strong man. Why don't you fight me?

Confirm the will to fight to the reaper of the plundered voice.

"It's convenient. I will not refuse to do anything about it. I will give you both equal death."

That's what Reaper said and laid his hands on the sword's claw.

The pressure emanating from that body becomes more sharp.

This guy is more than I expected............!

Interesting. I've been under enough pressure to count with one hand in my life so far.

(Hannah) I'm gonna have to do everything I can for this guy at first.

I unlocked the muscle limiter, trembling with joy.