Manowa

◎ Tavern in Dahaka, city of Gordios

"Here's the thing"

There stood one warrior with silver armor all over his body in the center of the tavern.

It was obvious from the contours of the whole body that it would be a woman, but on both shoulders there was a tight armor representing the face of a wolf, whose flowing form and elegance were felt, but never gave a soft impression.

Also characteristic of the female warrior was a full-faced helmet representing the face of a single horn of silver wolf covering her head, with only a ponytail coming out of the back of her head.

"This way."

A girl's voice sounds from inside that wolf's helmet, and even the gachacon and wolf mask move straight out of her face to the chest in front. At the same time, the armor covering the back of his head was also stored on his back.

And out of it came a girl there who looked good but slightly plain, that is, a bowflower with the girl.

"This is how it happens. It's amazing."

"Awesome. Something magical cakee."

"It's a magical spectrum, Bowflower's sister. So what kind of guy have you been killing again?

"Uh, it was a living room armor, wasn't it? Something about becoming an ice giant and that's the lord's hall... was there?

My surroundings raised their voices oops at the words of bowflowers with the facts in their mouths as they were. In response, Bowflower felt better and said, "Everyone drank Janjang Jae Jae Jae Jae." I put up a cup of fruit water and drank it up.

Today is the third day since the raid on the three-coloured Jilbale. This Dahaka tavern with bowflowers was a hoarding ground for members of the bowflower sponsorship organization Mutan, and today there was a meeting of labor to Mutan, who took the lead in the aftermath of the incident with the bowflower ogori.

It was also at the same time the unveiling party of the newly changed Bowflower's "Armor of the Divine Wolf". Apparently, Bowflower couldn't help but brag about the changed armor.

"That's a solid, beautiful armor. How much is that?

"Bye. That's sacred matter (Holy Clay). There's nothing you can do about it with money. If we could worship, it would be like a church idol or something."

"What church? I don't want it in the first place."

It seemed more popular with members of Mutan. It is not as rare as the spear carried in the first place, but it is self-evolved armor even though it is not made of demonic material on top of the sacred substance (Holy Clay). Instead of a single adventurer, the members of Mutan were greatly excited when they were shown what they could not get from the monetary and scarce side, whether they were aristocrats or not. There was also a gaze on this occasion that looked at the condition with another surprise.

"That's such a normal girl...... that's cute. No, but... really that girl (this) is the bloody Mad Warrior (Bloody Berserk) something?

It is the new arrival of Mutan by the name of Zaykh Tinder. Although he was the first man to join the meeting today in love with the power of a bloody mad warrior (Bloody Berserk) in the battle against Ravensoul spear man Carl, today was actually the first time I saw the biological bowflower himself up close.

"Heh, take a good look at the new recruits. That's the incarnation of our violence. I heard you've been tailoring them this time."

Jackson, a senior member, speaks up next to that zaeek.

"Yeah, I just heard of Living Armor... no, I do think it's awesome, but what makes it like being an ice giant?

When it comes to the Lords' Hall, the third or fourth floor is a large building. But Jackson nodded with certainty at Zayk's inquiry. Then I whisper to Bosoboso and Zayk.

"Actually. Just to tell you the story, the city hunters who went hunting early in the morning saw the battle from afar. He didn't say anything, but it was a giant silver wolf confronting him."

"Oh, is that that silver demon wolf?

Jackson roars just a little to Zayk's inquiry, then shakes his neck to the side.

"No, that's what I'm saying. There were four meters. But he also had a silver spear, so he shouldn't make a mistake."

In that word, Zaik said, "What?," he said with his mouth and his eyes rounded.

"Is that true? I'm also curious as to why there was such a giant out there, but surely the bloody madness (Bloody Bell)...... no, that look of Yumika's Squirrel was two and a half meters, right?

The nature of "Bloody Mad Warrior (Bloody Berserk)," the Silver Demon Wolf was supposed to be the size that has been witnessed several times in this city but not even reached three meters. So Zayk's question swelled even further, but Jackson nodded, "No doubt about it".

"The armor he wears is made of a rare material called sacred matter (Holy Clay), but it's not demonic material. Normally, then, it's not deformed. That's what I need to do if I'm not strong enough to work directly on the sacred substance (Holy Clay). Well, I think that's why there was a" something "I worked for."

That's what Jackson said and one nodded.

"You don't know the bottom line. He's a man. We've still got a long way to go since then. More than that monster... more than that... I want to."

But in the middle of the word, Jackson began to shake his shoulder.

That was due to the sentiment of fear. Jackson, a member of the party Dodrian, was once one of those beaten by bowflowers. And even now, Jackson dreams. The silver wolf jumped, eating off his own bowels and saying, 'It's okay. Because I won't kill you. Because it just hurts a little' and I have nightmares about laughing and continuing to destroy my body.

"Senior...... So, are you okay?

"Ah, oh. No problem. I'm fine."

Zaik spoke to Jackson as he began to sweat, worried, but Jackson quickly regained his sanity and shook his neck sideways.

When the Jacksons were assaulted, the bowflowers at the time were attacking not to kill critically as they combined the instincts of the beast with the reason of man.

That has been the trauma of members of the 'Dodrian' and 'Bear Killers', including Jackson.

To escape that fear, they went down to the military gates of bowflowers to convince themselves that they were allies, not enemies. So the Jacksons. Mutan's executive members never insult or fool around, even if their usual bowflowers are subtly unfortunate girls. "Power" is already engraved on it. So Jackson warns Zaik not to make mistakes.

"Newcomer...... remember. Don't piss that guy off. Yeah now, but I can't help it anymore when that guy dumps the skin of a normal girl. We are. I'm not alive. They're keeping me alive. From him."

Zaik's throat gobbles on Jackson's heavy words, which he told as if it were a proclamation.

"Then it's that spear. That's really bad stuff."

Then at the end of Jackson's gaze was the saint's spear Mutan, wrapped in a dragon blood cloth.

"I let you touch me once... that's almost cursed. You'd know if you saw that cloth unraveled, too. That's a spear that enchants and draws people in, while it has a sacred silence that doesn't tolerate life. It's like conceptualizing the land of extreme cold death. Beg for your life in case they point you at me. Ask forgiveness not to crawl into your belly and kill you. That's all there is to survive."

"Ha... yes. I remember the liver."

Zaik nodded with a strange face under barometric pressure by Jackson's serious words. Look at Sole. Jackson nods, too. "Okay, drink then. It's a treat for Mr. Tsubaki today," he suggested.

And, not knowing that such a story was taking place in the field, Bowflower seemed happy to be thistled by members of Mutan. I don't know what Buddha used to say, but I could no longer help because their perception of bowflowers was based on strict facts rather than misunderstandings.

◎ Yucconee Great Cathedral

"No."

"Nyah."

When the bowflowers were being thistled by the old men, the wind sounds and tatsuo were descending into the Yucconee Great Cathedral in the basement of the White Hall. And now it's a welcoming beep.

"Ao to Yucconeer, Mr. Crofe. Yahoo."

'Have you three changed anything in particular?

The sound of the wind and tatsuo reply to the ringing.

"Not particularly the same. Even so, we had morning and noon meals together."

Ao, who was stroking Crofe's round stomach, returns so with a happy face.

"Hmm. You're about to wake up, Master Crofe. Is it the last two or three days?

"I've heard it many times already. Ao cares too much."

After stroking the cocoon in my stomach many times, I feel a little crawfed by Ao, who repeats the same thing.

"Oh, this is rude"

Ao also said that without being evil, then sighed when he saw the wind sounding stomach.

"What?

The wind is leaning its neck against that reaction, but Ao says, "No. Nothing," he just returned. It's not like I'm guilty of wind noise. Ao was just a little sad.

"I've already hatched Thunderbird's eggs, and I can't. It's the last two or three days of patience, Yucconeer."

"Nyah."

Yucconeer sounds happy at the words of the wind.

Today Yucconeer was on the escort of the Crofe with Ao at the behest of the wind. Yucconeer was also dissatisfied with the fact that he was not called into battle with the tri-colored Jilbaer, but he could not be neglected from the guard of Clofe, which is his destiny because of that situation.

"Ugh, my wife is going home. Oh, what can you do about it?

"Unfortunately"

Ao replies no with a shrugged shoulder to Crofe's desire to squeal. Crofe's wish cannot be fulfilled, because the means are not zero, but neither as Ao was he going to tear apart Yucconeer's companionship, who would be the mother of the next generation of the Divine Dragon Emperor, the mother of the wind sound and the inheritance of the Golden Winged Dragon.

And the birth of Yucconeer and Crofe's children was finally imminent following Kaiser Thunderbird.