Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

Wolfe returned to his mansion after sending Darya to the green tower.

She invited me to dinner, but today is a workout day with Jonas. I said no while I thought it was a waste.

Darya, who looked after the silver magic box, smiled and went back to the tower.

That contents, the crystals of the hypnotic lantern's drug recipe and the moonlight butterfly (Yoko), Carmine gave it to me.

Around not handing it to Darya, a woman, but to herself as a servant, I still thought she was a nobleman.

But there's nothing high-pressure about Carmine.

In retrospect, when I came to renovate the air conditioning in the barracks with Wolfe, that attitude did not change for my men or my staff.

A carriage back to the Demon Crusade Squad building, I was just surprised by his words.

At the time, if Carmine had gone to the green tower, the magicians would have spoken very well to each other, to Darya.

Though I am not a magic conductor, I have seen Darya and Osvaldo and I know the granting of Carmine is amazing.

As far as the two of us are concerned today, we're going to be able to develop and produce together.

Maybe Carlo, Dahlia's father, and I gave him permission to meet in anticipation of it.

A little older than Darya, but Royal Castle's Magic Instrument Production Department, its deputy director, a capable Magic Instrument Master, seems personally good, and most importantly, she's already had a heart attack on her. Better than Darya's ex-fiancé.

"Sorry, Master Wolfe, it's a little late"

To Jonas' voice, he returns to me all the time.

After dinner, he was barebacking at the back of the mansion, but he stopped his hand at some point.

Following Jonas, I saw the coming of my brother and two magicians.

Once a week, but every time, they tell me where I'm busy. It would be rude if I didn't concentrate and do it.

"No, me too, because I just got here"

"I don't have time for this, and let's get started right away. Today, could you put your armor on?

"Okay."

Jonas wore rare and decent armor. The color is black, but it's the same shape as red armor (scarlet armor). The same thing was given to me.

When Wolfe quickly wears his armor, he hands on a simulated sword.

"Use your sword here too"

Likewise, it is a forged sword, but the actual sword was given something of nearer weight.

It feels close when fighting in the Demon Crusade Squad makes me wonder what kind of training you do.

"We're switching to action today. Let's start with the position battle. Mr. Wolfe is with Mr. Gouid, and I'm attacking him with a fence. Think of yourself as a loser when you're soaked."

I replied yes while I saw that it wasn't meant for action until now and I wanted to say so.

The instruction began as usual, but we met three times to convince ourselves.

Jonas' sword is very heavy. Reminds me of fighting demons with the feeling of smudging on my wrists and elbows.

If you don't apply physical strengthening and flush it well, your arms will be useless or your sword will break.

He manages to receive a blow from the top of Jonas and tries to slash it up diagonally with the momentum to return it.

But Jonas stopped hitting the sword with his right wrist.

"It's too late. The root of the sword is hard to slash, so you can stop it from holding the urchin."

Removing the bracelet as I said, I saw only one urchin close to my wrist cracked.

If that arm was started instead of a shield, it would be easily slashed on itself and elsewhere - thinking so, he then wet his side and walked out.

Will this have been soaked as a position battle?

Watching as he could not move, Jonas went further.

Next to the remote walls, there are flowers that are blooming and withering securely as winter approaches.

The color of the original flower is red or vermilion? Thin, long stems of light tea are likely to break as soon as the wind blows.

When Jonas stood beside him, he sifted his sword without expression and dropped his flower neck.

The sound of dead flowers falling to the ground was heard badly and clearly by Wolfe.

Gushi, the dead flowers that Jonas stepped on are shattered to the point of no remnants.

There's not a single word, and I don't know how Jonas would do this.

Jonas, who came back, took his place and resumed the meeting again.

Irregular sword muscle not in line of sight, a feint that can be put into step for a moment.

If it is only speed, I am better up there with the Heavenly Wolf (Scoll) bracelet that Darya made me.

I felt I could fight better than before.

But Jonas darkened not to stare at the rust when he wore a sword aimed at his arm.

"To this extent - we can kill those behind us, at our leisure"

Red hair overlapped the red flower in the back of his brain - the moment he distracted himself, a blow from the beating came to his torso.

I think you're strengthening your body, but it sounds bad from the inside out. The pain made me almost hold my breath.

"Gu......!

When you bite your back teeth off and you can stand it, you rebuild your sword.

The ribs (abrasive) were definitely broken.

But I don't want to surrender or get on my knees today.

What am I being taught by Jonas for?

I teach because I want to be able to protect those I want to protect.

Watch, and learn.

I - never again, I can't lose.

As he ate up his teeth and raised his gaze, he clearly saw the position of the man in front of him, the magic of flushing.

Rusty eyes look around at the same time as not just myself. The shoulders are powerless, and the grip of the sword can afford to change the angle at any time while it appears to hold loose. Slight floating of the heel in the accumulation due to a slight bend in the knee -

Where it can be imitated is the same, where it cannot be done is in its own form, Wolfe reworks her body strengthening and feeds her nail tips into the ground.

And once he lowered his gaze, he turned to Jonas' rusty eyes and slashed them without any hesitation.

It was almost at the same time that I felt the feeling of meat hitting the tip of my sword and the blow to my flank.

I managed to take a few steps back and hold my sword in, but there was no counterattack from Jonas.

"Dr. Jonas...?

Standing up man's cheeks ripped deep and bloody.

The red on my cheek reached right up to that lip. When the long tongue licks the red, it creates a grin so that its mouth rips open.

"Hahaha......! Wouldn't you like to continue!

The pupil of a man who laughed in a good mood ripped vertically.

Red and black The light floating on it does not belong to people - seen in crusades, the same as reptile demons.

A wave of magic spread.

To the feeling of her hair defying her roots, Wolfe was re-gripping her sword.

The posture goes unconsciously to the demon.

We've already made up our minds to settle the battle from here.

"That's it."

I managed to stop myself jumping into that voice.

Gouid, the Lord of the Voice, comes next door and turns his palm to Jonas. And froze its right leg white.

There was a short tongue beating, but Jonas closed his eyes and nodded, frozen but left.

"Brother?!

"Because I want you to stop before you get hurt badly. Don't feel bad for me."

It's a dialogue I don't know which way you're talking to, but I couldn't hear back the silent Jonas in front of me.

"Can you go back, Jonas?

"No problem"

When his pupils are rounded back, Jonas crushes the knee ice hard. And he glanced at the splashy ice and fine red.

Seeing his broken knee, Gouid speaks to a magician who is in a remote place.

"Ask for treatment for both of you"

To the words of Gouad, the wizards come running.

I had healing magic on me and potion on Jonas.

At the end of the treatment, Wolfe walked over to Jonas.

"I'm sorry I aimed you in the eye, Dr. Jonas"

"No, naturally. Your sword muscle is fast and hard to read. I think you've worked out well in a short time."

"I wonder if it's time. At least, I broke the look on Jonas's face, I think he's more like a 'junior' than his students?

For some reason Jonas looked very troublesome on Gouad, who boasted.

I am so sorry that I am so busy with my brother's escort that I am causing him even more trouble.

When I looked at him with that thought in mind, my rusty gaze shook - and I sighed deeply.

"... That's it for treating you like a boy. I will treat you as a 'junior escort', not a student, starting today. A place where there are no outsiders is called 'Wolf'. I don't even know what to say."

To himself, Jonas' salute disappeared. I'm very happy with that.

Wolfe thanked her with a thoughtful smile.

"Thank you, Dr. Jonas!

"Wolfe, with respect and intimacy there, isn't it 'Senior Jonas'?

I got lost in my brother's suggestion.

Sure, if you're a junior, but I feel like calling a teacher would be tighter.

"" Senior Jonas, "is it? If you can be respectful, wouldn't 'Dr. Jonas' still be better?

"Senior Yonas, Dr. Yonas, Master Yonas, Great Teacher, Master...... which would be better. Wouldn't it be okay to say" Brother Jonas "at this time?

My upbeat brother mixes it up to a different name.

It wasn't long before Jonas' bitter smile switched to a strangely neat smile.

"Speaking of which, Master Goood, you think one hole in your belt has slipped? Play" Sword Mock Battle Only "to eliminate the lack of exercise."