Master of the brave.

That night when the inside was destroyed, the wingers fought the demons who emerged from the woods as they hid the children inside the house.

"Okay? Leena. You can never go outside the house, can you?

"I'm fine. Dad's strong. Whether it's goblins or augs, you can't beat it."

After receiving reports of seeing goblins in the woods, Iferina's parents also went outside to tell her to hide in the house again.

Summoning thunder from the sky, a blade of desolate atmosphere crushes and chops the demon.

A roaring noise from the outside. Intense flash. Demons' severed demon shouts.

It is also impossible that the spirit of the still young Yferina has become unbearable to fear.

I was unconscious at some point.

Eventually, when I woke up, I didn't hear a single thing from around me.

"... keho... koho..."

Coughs into smoke that fills the room.

The roof had collapsed, filling half the room.

In the moonlight that shoots in, I finally find enough clearance between the pillars to crawl out.

And - right in front of Iferina, there was a changed inside.

The people inside laughing at each other until yesterday were stained with blood and unspeakable wreckage in an unbroken form.

Walk inside in fluttering footsteps.

And we met.

Illuminated by the moonlight, its enormous figure stood on its back with the flames burning inside.

He's poking around with his feet about something round.

Iferina approaches in horror.

The round thing that had been rolled rolled in a gobble and showed the other side to Yferina.

"... father?

That was Iferina's father's neck, who was the best user in this.

He always treated me with a gentle smile on Iferina, no down from my favorite father's neck.

"Oh... Father!

"Whoa... there was another one"

A shadow reaches out to Iferina.

Giraffed beastly eyes. A head reminiscent of a dog or wolf. And a mouth with sharp dog teeth.

"Is this your father? He was strong. I didn't know I could be cornered this far. That's like a wingman or something. Unlike an unresponsive human knight, I figured it out. You were right to come all the way here."

Saying, the dog headed demon approaches Yferina.

The roof of the house also has a back-length giant overlooking Iferina.

"Speaking of wingmen, they're deep in the spirit, and they're connected to each other. That's something like a half-god half-man race close to the Spirit."

The demon reaches out and grabs Iferina's chest, unable to move due to fear, lifts it up to the front of her face.

"You're the bait. You're in luck, I'll keep you alive. Until the wingman stopped coming, who was caught by bait named you. I'm not gonna kill you."

On Yferina's face, the canine head demon tribe breathes a blood-smelling breath.

With a fierce grin on Iferina, who is eye-opening with fear.

Then the other inner wingers, who noticed the anomaly in their compatriots several times, visited the inner part.

It was touching Iferina's heart of sorrow and despair that the wingmen who lived far away tried to rescue her.

But all the wingmen who tried to help Iferina were killed by the dog head demon who was ambushing it.

Yet as a bug lured into a candlelight called Iferina...

Eventually, the wingers stopped coming inside.

I don't know when they'll kill me.

I was always scared.

(Somebody, help me!

- I was afraid to die. I strongly wanted to live.

Iferina's heart, which I kept thinking strongly about, is passed on to the other wingers inside.

Conversely, the hearts and minds of the other Wingmen in there are also conveyed to her.

- Give up.

When the thought arrived, Iferina had to decide to stick to the raw by herself.

I'll never get another hug from someone again.

Wordless.

I can't even get you to laugh.

In a doomed place dominated by silence, just keep living alone.

(- Until the wingman caught by the bait named you stopped coming. I'm not gonna kill you.)

Those wingers are no longer here.

Iferina no longer has any value as bait either.

(- be killed. I don't like it. I'm scared. I don't like to die. I don't want to die. I want to live more!

And -.

"I put it on!

There's a boy's voice - Iferina slowly awakens from the world of dreams.

... Ugh... Ugh...

Laura looked back into the room when she stopped her hand, which was fixing things.

Little customer, winged girl - Iferina is crying asleep.

Already the sun was a carving limit reaching the top of the sky, but Laura softly touched her cheeks and wept when she stood up quietly so as not to wake Yferina.

Last night, Iferina fell asleep as if the thread had been cut as soon as she lay down after eating stew until she was full.

I had my body cleaned up in the hot tub, ate a warm meal for the first time in months until I was full, and I guess I got more tired.

What I haven't eaten a lot of food since the inside perished is that if you look at the severely skinny Ifelina you can tell.

(You're still so small, you did your best)

Peek through a lot of clothes with folded sleeves on multiple occasions, gripping Iferina's stiff, gnarly clenched fists softly.

Then Iferina slowly woke up.

Her red eyes tie her perspective to Laura's face as she often wanders her gaze around her.

"Did you even have a scary dream? It's okay, it's safe here. I'm not scared."

"... you know... Leena is. It's bait... when Leena is here, a bad guy comes and bullies everyone..."

Ifelina cries with her face gushing.

"Are you all right? Bad guys are gonna get us all killed."

(Please, be careful...)

While I had an ominous feeling about Yferina's words, Laura continued to flaunt the girl hoping the adventurers were safe.

"Wow, that was awesome. Cool!"

An oat that accepts a stick like a marutai wielded by a big dog head demon.

Though struck by a blow, Lewis' spear judgment made him pull the spear back and weaken the impact in a moment of moments.

And Poulat's special attack from the magic of Iliza's fireball.

Winn stared at the collaborative attacks of the skilled adventurers, who showed only a few moments later, forgetting to blink and also eat in.

The moment Cobolt fell to the front, Winn realized that he had even held his breath, breathing heavily over and over again.

My body feels hot.

Tremors run.

He was sweating in the right palm gripping the wooden sword.

"Wow, that's awesome, Letty! Cool! I want to be one too!

The atmosphere created by the adult adventurers, the way they lower their weapons.

Winn glances at the excitement and speaks to Letty.

But Letty has been holding his left arm in silence, back-to-back with an exciting win.

I look at Letty in surprise as she grips her arms hard.

"What's the matter with you? Letty."

So Wynn grabbed his left arm and noticed Letty shuddering little by little.

"... Scary. I'm scared, brother. That dog, he's not dead yet..."

Cobolt has his chest pierced with a sword, falling and lying down.

With his hands on that sword pattern, Poulat was now pulling to pull through.

"Yeah? He's dead! It's okay, because we all did it!

Letty shakes her head small in Winn's words.

"You know what? I see something strange. There's something scary gathering around that dog."

Letty held onto Wynn.

"I'm scared, brother!

"Something scary? I don't see that, but what do you see?

"I don't even know Letty very well. I see a whole different collection of scary things, similar to when your sister made the big fire."

Letty puts on a crying look as she points to Eliza.

"Hey you guys, it's okay now. Hey, what's up? Was the first battle you saw horrible? Hey, the one from Lewis played poka, but nothing. You've learned a lot, haven't you?

You must have noticed how Letty was, Olt was about to walk over to the Winns.

He tries to fix the strong face of his beard with a gentle smile at his best.

- Letty has a talent she doesn't have.

Winn always felt that way when we were working out together and when we were studying.

Both sword and magic, Letty meets Winn in a small amount of time by absorbing the technology he has acquired.

Knights, heroes, great men, saints, and brave men who come out in the story.

Those with power beyond the ordinary man.

Letty may be the owner of a talent comparable to theirs.

The qualities that can make you the protagonist of a story...

I can't feel it for Winn, but maybe for Letty...

"... Mr. Olt"

(If that's what Letty says, that one isn't dead yet!

"What's up? Win."

"Letty... Letty said he's not dead yet!

"What do you mean?

"Wow...... oh!?

At the same time Winn told me, Poulat's screams echoed around him.

"... what!?

"Mr. Poulat!

The cobolt is up.

Keep your chest pierced with a sword...

Poulat looks up at the dog head demon with a stunned look on his butt.

"Stupid! You're piercing my heart! When it comes to demons, the making of the body should be the same as the creature!

Some healing is over. Lewis, who had a half-body, and Eliza, who was bandaged to an incurable wound, stare at the canine head demon with a stunned gaze.

"... Kukukukuku, hahahahahaha!

Laughing in a wild voice.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. You call me an adventurer? It was an unexpected dig! I didn't think you'd enjoy this much, did I?

"Co, did Cobolt talk?

"Oh, talk to me? Is it weird to talk? Well, I'm not a cobolt. It's called Verdalos."

Reply disciplined to Eliza, who accidentally leaked her voice in surprise.

With the laughter, the sword that was piercing my chest falls out.

No sound, no blood erupting, no hand touching, the sword falling out on its own, after a moment of stillness floating in the air, rolls to the ground with a light sound called Karang.

"I've been waiting for a wingman who was invited by a kid who kept me alive without killing me inside, but lately it's been like he's gone. I was just bored. So why don't you play with me for a second?

Bend your index and middle fingers and invite the oats to try and provoke them.

"You monster!

At the same time he shouted, running toward the demon that Olt named Verdalos.

With the momentum of the ramp intact, wave down the axe of your right hand.

The axe blade that Olt's haughty arms wave down is a master blade that also wears rocks.

But...

Verdalos was taking an oat blow with all his strength with one hand without a stick.

The blade tip is not eaten into the palm of my hand.

"Nice blow, but it just doesn't work on me, okay? Because you're a demon. To fight the Demons, only magical or magical weapons work. You don't know that?

When I crushed and grabbed the axe blade I took, I shook it off as it was.

An oat that remains gripping the axe pattern is blown away like it has been pulled from the earth.

"Gu... you monsters..."

Beaten by a tree trunk, Olt groaned.

"Olt!"

When Eliza, who was healing magic on Lewis's side, rises up, she starts her magical chant early.

The risen oat ran off again.

"Come on, what are we gonna do without a score?

Olt throws the axe pattern he was gripping in his right hand full of force at Weldaros.

Verdalos pays it off with his hands.

"Blade, obey me! I, know the reason of the sword, show up on the blade!

Eliza's magic is complete.

Its goal was to fall off Verdalos' chest earlier and roll to the ground, the sword of Poulat.

Olt picks it up, it's slaughtered.

"Grant magic, it's funny!

Olt's sword wields endlessly.

Resides magic by granting magic, and a pale and radiant sword body draws its trajectory in the air.

Even if it wasn't an axe, a specialty, Olt's swordsmanship had reached a level one.

But it doesn't hit.

Verdalos gently avoids the sword of the oat with agility, not commensurate with its giant.

And -.

"Ooh!

Verdalos, who was thorough to avoid it, accidentally wields the stick he had in his right hand.

The oat that was wielding the sword at close range is inevitable.

He tries to defend himself with his shield.

A stick and a shield collide, making a sound like an explosion called Dogong.

The oat was beaten to the earth when it was blown away.

A sword that was shaking off leaves Olt's hand in the opposite direction, flies past Eliza's side to Winn and Letty's side and pierces him.

"Oops, I've got too much force on me. Too bad you can't fight with that arm anymore, can you?

The iron shield that received the stick was dented by the time it was unbroken.

Olt's arm, which supported the shield, was covered in blood as if it had burst from the inside, with the shock of receiving a Verdals stick.

The muscles are ripped open and the bones peek.

"Olt!"

Poulat rushes under the oat.

Turning his safe right hand to his neck, Poulat took up the oat.

"Whoa, are you going to run away? You think I'm gonna miss this so easily?

To Verdalos, who says with the colour of mockery, Olt tries to get away from Verdalus with Poulat's shoulder.

"I'm not running away from you, I'm just staying away from you"

"What?"

"- Flamebullets, put them on!

With all the magic of Eliza, a fireball landed on Verdalos' back. I sprayed a blast.

"Yay!?

I make sure I did hit him, and Eliza raises her delightfully mixed voice.

But...

"Sweet!

Verdalos waved a stick.

Flames are scattered in stormy breezes.

"Surely we Demons can only defeat each other with a weapon enhanced by magic or magic. But unlike the magic of the wingmen, there is no need to prevent it!

"Oh no..."

"Well, it hurt a little. I enjoyed it a little bit, but to what extent are you human? The wingman stopped coming, and I'm going to kill the kid who was feeding you."

"You monster..."

Olt bit his lips so tight that he cut them off, Poulat staring at Verdalos with a earthy look through the pale.

I guess Eliza has exhausted all her magic.

Into the ground, gasping hard.

Lewis, who had lost his spear by his side, was waking up his upper body by pulling out a dagger, a spare weapon.

Meanwhile, Poulat's legs had been swamped by impending overwhelming fears, and he could not move a single step off the spot.

Verdalos stands in front of me.

Shooting through his giraffed eyes like that wild dog, Poulat removed the oat he had on his shoulder and unmatched his buttcake on the ground.

His whole body trembles like a dust, and his bees and teeth make noises.

Olt, who no longer has the power to just stand up, has nothing more to offer than to wait for death without being able to move.

"Goodbye, I'm bored, aren't I?

Verdalos shakes up the stick.

And -.

"Gaaaaaaaa!!

On Verdalos' chest, the tip of the sword was popping out, just like when Poulat stabbed him earlier.

Verdalos screaming.

Blade wrapped in a pale glow.

I couldn't seem to ignore it this time because it was damaged by a blade with magic.

"It's... who?

As he answers the question of Olt, who looked over in pain, whoever pierces the sword from Verdalos' back to his chest kicks its wide back, while pulling the sword out and landing backwards.

"Win!"

Winn stood with Poulat's sword flying away from Olt's hand.

"K...... the kid is pretty good at it. What, you want me to play?

"Idiot, you're running away! Win!"

Lewis screams.

But Winn ran to Verdalos with his sword in his hands.

Stuffing the time at a tremendous rate I don't think of as a child.

"No kidding!

Verdalos wields a stick.

Winn flew backwards just before the stick arrived to avoid it.

The wind pressure produced by the stick blows Winn's light body away.

Winn landed beautifully on the earth when he was in position in the air.

There, Verdalos muttered his canine teeth out when he opened his mouth like a dog.

A ray of magical light gathers in your mouth.

And one light bullet after another was ejected towards Wynn.

The light bullet. Winn steps to the right and to the left in small increments, while again packing the distance from Verdalos.

Approached by Winn at close range, Verdalos swings the stick again as he shuts his mouth and stops firing light bullets.

Winn bent over and scratched under the swinging stick.

A move that takes advantage of a small body body that you can do because you are a child.

Boom passes in my ear.

Winn's scorched brown hair is pulled to such an extent that she is about to cut a thousand by exposure to a storm.

But ignoring it, Wynn slashed Verdalos' thighs to pieces.

"If I wasn't even alert, a sword that was only magical to that extent would hardly work for me!

In fact, only a few cuts have been made.

Verdalos, dived into his nostalgia, takes his hand off the stick and punches him to Winn.

Avoiding a waved fist, Winn scaffolds Verdalos' arm with his fist rolling out and runs up, releasing a sharp poke at the dog face.

Avoiding by twisting that sword tip around his neck, Verdalos shook the wins off his arms, while releasing a spinning kick at the wins in the air.

Feeling thrown out in the air, Winn reached left onto Verdalos' leg at an awesome rate, bending his elbow to absorb the shock. Conversely, it uses propulsion to fly momentum in the direction of being kicked off.

and scream at the same time.

"Letty!"

"What!?

Verdalos follows Winn's gaze as he flies away, turning his face in that direction.

At the end of his gaze was the magic that Eliza was using - the figure of Letty floating overhead with a swollen fireball several times that size.

"What!?

I turned my gaze straight to Verdalos and Letty shook her hand down to Verdalos.

Intense enthusiasm scratches the atmosphere, and the majestic fires swirling with the storm envelop Verdalos.

And with the roar, he erupted a blast that would reach the top of the sky.