Manowa

◎ Fourth Cazanne Summer Island

It was one of those isolated islands within Japan, but above the sea in the Pacific Ocean, and until a few months ago there was no human access. Some facilities existed on the islands where there should be nothing, the extent to which the shadows of several islands could be seen even looking around.

The island is one of those bought out by a certain chinchillin for the stinking reason of tax control, and a certain facility, the arena, is set up in the basement of the island. The journey there was essentially carried out only with a transfer device (portal), and because Chinchillin flew in and installed himself from the neighborhood on this occasion, the location of the island was such a thoughtful hiding that only Chinchillin himself knew.

And now in that arena, warriors wielding the power of God continued to fight, and that battle was about to be settled soon.

"There!!

"Whoa whoa whoa!?

A terrible spike of rain pours down, and a beautiful white goblin that has been axed at it is blown to the arena audience by impact. As its body burst into the wall with momentum, cracking cracks and cragging collapsed, a goblin in a state like a strained wall slowly raised his hands to pose as a surrender.

When his opponent, Bowflower, who was confronted with the condition, breathed huffily, Chromal stepped down to the spot softly, returning himself to the appearance of a wolf as he emitted magical light. Also, the divine spear Moutan, which the bowflower was holding, was glowing white somewhere satisfactorily. That spear had no black chains wrapped around it, and now the bowflowers seemed to be able to manipulate Mutan even in the biological body without the bracelet of the Divine Wolf (Fenrill Ring).

"Looks like Chromal and Mutan are finally working together, and no, they're doing great."

As the bowflower nodded satisfactorily, he also called out to King of the Goblin Goddamn King, who was coming slightly more relaxed, "Thank you, King," he said. Besides, King shrugs his shoulders with a somewhat frightened face.

'No, that's my Lord. I didn't expect you to be able to draw strength so far... but you're one step closer to completion.'

King says so and Bowflower laughs "ehehe".

As the words put it, the new style of combat for bowflowers was certainly becoming the same. Some parts are still coarse, but the instantaneous attack was even more powerful than before, even if it didn't have to be twice as powerful...

That was the result of the fact that since I was informed of my policy to return to Anazer World by wind noise, I have continued to draw and train in this arena except for the exorcism of the desolate gods and going home to my parents.

Many of the meals were also sourced locally, and the fish and birds were thrown with spears, and there were plenty of wild children to take and eat. That was no longer a dickhead, such as lifting her cooking arm to empower women. Nearly two years of traveling in different worlds had made bowflowers grow so much. Let's not go in the direction of uncivilization.

Then I saw King with bowflowers approaching.

The divine glow that had covered his entire body disappeared, and now he is only a goblin, albeit humorous, white. That is not because we have weakened, but because we have adjusted our forces ourselves so that we can move efficiently. King, who grew up more than before, had also ceased to be such that if he did not overuse his divinity, he could only fight for another minute.

"Yeah, yeah. King's got more summoning time, too."

"It would be a gift of drilling with the Lord. The incubation has also been fairly stable by adjusting the divinity in and out. I used to drool too much. And Chromal seems to be getting quite the same."

"Wow."

Cromar replies with a happy tail waved at King stroking his head. The same Lord's summoning bodies seemed to be quite close to each other. Then King opens his mouth against the bowflower.

'It's more complete than that, and your husband doesn't need any rest? My friends visited the seabath last week, but sometimes I wonder if it would be nice for the city. "

King's said friends were palace constraints and maroons of friends from high school. Bowflowers shake their necks sideways thinking that the barbecue party was fun then.

"Mmm, that's good. I need this one more, and it's fun. Plus I can't go back to my original life, and I can't. I'm probably made that way right now. I don't have a lot of untrained life around here because I normally see my mothers."

Bowflowers felt even more so since they came here.

I would be able to do the lames and Emily in that world here, but I also think I won't be anymore. Soon after I was informed that the mysterious organization that would become the Silver Wolf was born within the militia, I felt even more so.

Then as he grabs Mountain, Bowflower overlaps the words.

"If there may be a showdown with the devil over there, even more so now is the time to empower. I finally grabbed it, so I need to tame this feeling."

'If so, there is nothing to say from me (the servant). I apologize for pinching your mouth.'

To King's words the bowflower shook his neck to the side. I also understand that bowflowers are important to me from King. Then King sees how those bowflowers are, and then he changes the subject.

"Nevertheless, I used to think it was reckless, but no, I thought my husband would be able to do it, but I just couldn't predict I'd make it there by the time I got there, either."

"Really? I've been watching my master, so I thought I'd be okay."

'Really? The Lord really likes Lady Jinlai.'

"Yeah. Love it"

Bowflower smiled and nodded honestly, as if without moving.

"More than that, the problem lies ahead. Enough is enough. But over the years, the master kept losing the gap as if polishing up the crystal and turning it into a true sphere, oh. But I don't think that's enough for me now."

"Hmm. I do mock games with the Kazane-sama from time to time, but I'm still not enough."

King is also very powerful, if only by his strength. The skill is rough, but the more you use your sanity for full openness, the more you go to the English spirits who are kansting for their simple combat abilities. Most of all, even if you're still dealing only with King, Bowflower will only be able to fight in a way that specializes in King. I'm not happy as a bowflower to narrow the range of combat experience.

"That's right. My master told me to fight all kinds of opponents. Well, I don't know what to do."

That's what bothers me as the bowflower strokes Cromar's head.

The problem for bowflowers now is that they don't have an opponent. No matter how much you polish yourself, if you don't have a guide to gauge how much you are now, you lose sight of where you are.

I also have the opportunity to fight wind noises, King Carla, fans on the Ori and Rosinback 1, etc., but each of them is busy and not every day. At least it wasn't enough for the amount of bowflowers I wanted.

A bow and flower that was haunting his head about it turned his gaze toward the entrance of the arena, narrowing his eyes muffled shortly afterwards. King frowns at the look of it.

"Did they do it?

"Changed the flow of the River of Magic (Nagarine)? Um, maybe someone's here on the transfer device."

At the end of the sight of the bowflowers I spoke of, I saw a chinchillin run from the entrance of the arena towards the bowflowers.

"Bow flowers. Oh, my God."

"That's not a wind noise. What's the matter with you?

I could text you if you want to call or contact me, but I said a word of wind noise unintentionally struck the bowflower I thought.

"He said I died once!

"What?"

What the best friend said was the same, I didn't understand why.