Maouyome

The sound of the waterfall echoes where the tranquility has been restored.

Groundwater falling from the rock walls is poured into a waterfall as the water is bounced and emptied by the impact.

A monster crushing the giant with his bare hands slowly moves forward as he raises a fine water splash and the water level deepens again.

A muscle of swollen exfoliation pulses.

He was like a hero of the story. There's no shadow anymore.

Rather, it is called rough and messy hair, it is called raised flesh, it is even like the king of these barbarians.

"The Grand Duke of Illusion, Shiki Hisaka. It's more than a rumor."

The monster groaned bossly.

Shiki Hisaka......

Grand Duke of Mirage?

Doubting an unfamiliar name, it seems, is directed at a child girl.

Softly in the strained air, he shifts his gaze towards the girl. The girl looked uncomfortable and stared at the monster.

"But... brittle. You're the one who dragged my power into the realm without fear. If you'd stayed hidden, you'd have lived a little longer."

"Ooh sha......, rumor (...) Ri (...) So yah.... no change of phase, the magic clouds in ugly decadence. It's so distorted."

The monster slowly approaches.

The magic that increases the pressure to take a step forward adds an impulse to get away with it all.

The magic I feel from a child girl also increases its density as I keep myself desperately under the pressure of tingling.

"... only on the outside are the men cheering up, but why is a dead haz pussy in a place like this,... it's still high in the day to get lost"

"Huh, I'm dying. That's all."

"... a worldly myth"

A monstrous foot stepped on the ground.

The girl reaches into the hollow.

Space was heavily distorted at the tip of an extended finger and several crimson machetes appeared. The machete floats around the girl perfectly, pointing its cutting-edge at the monster.

A red and black flame followed the body of a monster.

When the pressure felt further increased his breathlessness, a single arrow was ejected as he sounded his high armor over the sky.

Notice the characteristic sound you are familiar with, cover your mouth with your hands aggressively and lay face down.

Shortly afterwards, several ignited smokescreen bullets were thrown onto the spot, causing a series of severe flashes and explosions.

... my tympanic membrane is badly paralyzed.

I couldn't afford to just block my ears.

In an instant, vision is filled with a dark purple smoke that unwinds a special formulation.

"Master Voldo!

As Keane and Tinnitus continued, a deputy who could rely on deep smoke showed up. Not bad timing.

"Sorry,...... that helped. Give me that."

Wake up a brave man and show Wines.

When I saw it, I could see that there were two horses pulled beside Wines. One, of course, was Wines' horse, and the other was his own horse who jumped in with him to the waterfall pot.

I want to work hard to stay alive, but I don't have time.

Take Wines' hand to mount the brave man's body on the horse. Wynes, who confirmed the brave man, revealed his surprise for a moment, but immediately returned his expression to the harsh one, and nodded deeply.

I trust a deputy who doesn't have to tell everyone.

Adjusting the specific gravity and extending the lag time does not mean that the smoke screen will last that long. I want to get a quick, sloppy bump before the smoke clears.

Release the urge to put my hand on the saddle and get away with it, but still, my legs stopped at the thought of being pulled back by my hair.

"... Dear Voldo, hurry up"

Even though I feel confused, I can close my eyes and push the patrol in.

... you don't have a choice.

I don't have a choice.

I put all my strength into gripping fists and raised my face to the deputy who looked anxious to see how this one was going.

"Wines, give me your extra potion. Mine's empty for Eusis."

"Ha.... but why?

He received an extra potion from Wines, walked away from the horse and stopped by a hairball that was falling right into his side.

I feel like I'm doing something I'm not.

But I can't even leave it like this.

I'm not even going to make excuses, but I tell myself I can't help but get knocked down in front of me.

"... I'll pay you back what I owe you for your help. If you're gonna die, you're gonna have to go somewhere I'm not looking."

Forced to pour extra potion into the mouth of Zutaboro's furrat. There is no such thing as a guarantee that the condition will always help just the condition. But if this restores strength and magic, it may also give rise to life-connecting buds.

"I can't believe I did this directly to Farrat, the demon..."

If this was a beauty full of Uliferna, it would be pouring directly into the mouthpiece, but I wouldn't go that far into the boulder.

I don't know, I got the warmth back. I take care of the mumps.

Did hairy balls help you with your childhood or not? If this is the same stature as a brave man, don't hesitate to abandon it.

Put the furrat on the back of the horse and cross over into the saddle.

... By the time the smokescreen clears, will you make it?

When I was about to run my horse, a blast ran.

The smoke screen that was blocking my vision blows up all at once.

"Miscellaneous fish imitate the clever"

The pressure of brutality swelled in front of me.

"... Shit, can't it be that easy"

Quickly kick Wines' horse's ass and run his own horse in a direction symmetrical to Wines' horse.

Between the two horses, a red and black fire column rose.

Stirred by a blast of flames, he still treads hard on his feet and runs his horse's feet as he makes a huge detour through the monster with Wines.

"Don't let him get away with it."

A monster approaches Wines' horse.

"... damn, play it next, let it go -!

Wrong choice of load to bear on the back.

Leaving Farrat to Wines to give instructions with one or eight to his men who would be waiting beside him, while regretting that it was the brave men they should have carried.

A smokescreen bullet was thrown in immediately.

"... that's a temporary bonus later"

Into the midst of intense flashes and explosions, he plugs the horse's eyes and ears.

He kicks the monster in the wrong direction, grabs the reins of Wines' horse and pulls them off.

"I'm sorry, Master Voldo"

"Fine, we're going to slip away!

"Don't lick me. Ahhh!

A stiff arm wields intense heat.

Did kicking with prank work, the monster was launching an attack in the wrong direction?

Earn a quick distance in that gap.

But the monster was still a monster.

The smokescreen fades with a wave of arms and is captured by a disastrous glance distorted by anger.

...... yuck.

Fuckin 'hell!

A monster bends over and jumps up.

The distance I desperately earn in a short time is made grandfather by one monstrous leap.

You're being unreasonable, that.

"... fuck you!

Discard irritation at imminent threats.

Something cold runs around my head saying I can't get away with it.

A monster that was looming right in front of me was suddenly pounded hard and blown away.

"Get out of here!

"Sorry!

A girl jumps in from the other side of the smokescreen screams.

I responded sooner, screaming over my back, to the cover I could see that it obviously helped me.

A monster and a monster.

But if you look beautiful enough to take a breath, you'll be relieved that you're apparently not the enemy. If you're not the enemy, I'd also like to say hello after some more growth.

As I tried to run through it as it was, it blew up hard and created a wall with a series of red and black flames in front of me.

"... Damn!

"Keep breaking through!

Where I accidentally stopped the horse, a girl screamed from behind.

A crimson machete released at the same time as he screams pierces the wall of red and black flames and puts a big hole in the middle of it.

... this is it!

I never jump in there with my will.

I didn't do anything to practice the acrobat show, but I'll do it when I hit the real thing.

When I jumped over a slew of holes worn on the red and black flame wall, my hair swelled like it was still on my back.

That moment, the high bursting sound of the crystal as if it had been crushed.

"It's too sweet to look at the weak in front of me."

"Damn......!?

Capture that sight in the corner of your sight.

A hole worn by a red and black flame, on the other side of that hole, I could see a child's body, with a monstrous arm straight through it.

The child's body trembles bickerly, and cracks run on her arms, face, like when she crushes the vitreous.

Paquingly, it sounds even taller.

As soon as the monster put force into the arm that pierced the child's body, it was so brittle that the child's body was shattered and scattered.

"... be!?

I lose words to too many sights.

The monster that shattered the child's body continued to throw this red and black flame in its arms.

A mass of red and black flames looms at high speed.

"I can't let you!

A girl who suddenly appeared more than hollow struck down that red and black flame with a machete in her hand again.

A chunk of flame can be bounced on the ground, and the flame splashes as if it had smashed a bucket of water.

... what kind of trick.

Even though it did look as if it had been crushed by a monster, the child's body had not sustained one scratch.

But its complexion is blue and badly distorted by pain.

Apparently, there's no reason to be intact.

"Wines! Go ahead!

"Master Voldo!?

Let go of Wines' horse's reins and take back the path he came with his horse's head turned backwards.

Wines raises his voice to blame, but there's no way he can leave one beauty with a future to escape. I can't resist my personality.

(groaning) I lift the girl who is about to crouch on the ground so that she can turn from the horse.

The body of a girl who was more luxurious than she looked and didn't make her feel as if she weighed was felt softer than she thought.

"Oops!? What?"

"Beauty is a treasure of life, you can't abandon it!

Bring the girl forward and bear the dying farrat on her back.

Obviously I want too much, but if I can't abandon both, I'll have to carry them in, even if I'm slightly forced to.

I didn't see any scratchy wounds on the body of the girl I held in my arms. But I still have a lot of sweat on my dying blue face.

A red and black flame looms again from the side.

A girl in her arm groaned in pain but cut herself off.

A crimson machete flying from somewhere pierces the red and black flames, blasting them small and scattering the flames.

They can handle machetes without touching their hands directly.

It's a technique I've never seen, but I admire its brilliance.

"You have a rather unsaveable personality."

"Excuse me. I'm often told"

"... I don't hate that, no cancer"

While distorting her face in pain, in her arms, she did feel like the girl had created a fine grin.

In a flash of gap, a girl flies out of her arms.

"Become!? Whoa!"

I said, "Oh, my God, the brave man and his son!

Fluffy, jumping to the ground, the girl yelled so on her back that she could play it as it was and rushed out toward the monster she was chasing.

"What the hell are you talking about when you look like you're dying!

There was a fierce explosion in the rear as he tried to return the horse's head again.

He is stirred up by an impending blast as he crawls through the ground, out of balance, and thrown heavily from his horse body, which fell on the sidelines, to the furrats, over the grassland ground.

"Ugghhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Once again in the leaning night sky of the day, the roar of giants was echoing.