Master’s Smile

"Ahhhhhh!! This is how I killed the other guys, too. Ooh!!

The man laughs miserably as he pierces the belly of the sorgros with his arms.

She moves her eyes and stares at the man behind her.

"Ki, are you..."

"Yes? You don't know me?

"Ugh, gu..."

The man laughs at Niyaniya, looking to lick the sorgros he has visited.

Then, if you move your arm to twist it gritty so as to spread the wound, a distressed voice will leak from her.

Hearing that painful scream makes a man in an even better mood.

"Ahhhhhh!! I feel good, so I'll teach you a special big service. Whoa!

"Damn..."

The man pulls his arm out of Sorgross' belly.

Finally being pulled out of her body, she collapses to the ground.

A man who is not interested in how that looks sees Lucille seeing this one in such a way as incredible and a master with a thin grin when he says his people are dying.

"I am Rousseld, the guild master of the same dark guild as you, The Iron Queen! Between the time you die, thank you very much. Well!

A man who laughs with a jerk and a heartfelt pleasure - Rousseld.

"Next up for this woman, you guys. Are you ready to die!?

Rousseld turns to the masters with his tiny eyes with his less exciting pupils cut open.

It was when he took a step forward to attack the two of us.

- You're the one who's gonna die.

"... ah?

Sorgross, who had fallen and lay on the ground with his belly pierced and distressed, rose to nothing.

And he stuck his knife straight into Rousseld's chest.

He sees a solgloss poking a small knife in his chest in such a way that he doesn't know what happened.

"But to the point of a hole in your belly, you can't be alarmed that you killed him."

Sorgross glances up at Rousseld with cold eyes and laughs under the cloth.

Plus, I'm gonna give you a gritty twist of a knife sticking out of your chest just to say it's payback earlier.

"Oh, you...... Huh!?

"Don't touch it. It's disgusting."

It was Rousseld trying to touch Sorgross with a trembling hand, but before that she moved.

And he swallowed the knife that was piercing his chest beside him.

Zuba and space opened from his chest, and Rousseld fell to the ground without being able to speak.

"Shit. It's unforgivable to drill a hole in a maiden's body or something. Die."

Sorgross is in a bad mood.

By the way, her stomach remains flat open.

"Uh...? Hey, why are you okay...?

Lucille trembles that Thorgross, who absolutely thought he was dead, is pimped for it.

Being able to drill a hole in the belly of a human arm is undoubtedly fatal.

"Hmm. Well, if you're human, it's not as serious as it sounds dead, but the awkward aren't human. There's nothing wrong with this kind of wound... but, well, don't let it die."

Sorgross laughs cheerfully as he strokes the belly of the wind hole.

Lucille watching from the side is not a laugh, as the blood is overflowing from the wound at all.

The master is smiling, too, but I feel somewhere blue-white and pale.

"- That's odd."

I had a hand grabbing the leg of such a solgloss.

The power is tremendous, and the power that just grips her ankle is caged.

"Become...!?

This also froze the face of Sorgross, who always had a calm, hellish grin under the cloth.

Looking down at Rousseld, who was supposed to have killed him, as if he were watching the haunt.

He took such a sorgrossed stunned eye with pleasure and laughed.

"Then, stupid! Awkward, your heart...!!

Indeed, Sorgros had a sense of piercing Rousseld's heart.

Furthermore, he should be dead because he wore it to decide there.

In this way, it was unlikely that he would follow me as if I were an undead.

"Me too, it's not that easy to die!!

"Ku......!?

That's what Rousseld said, getting up in a fierce momentum with Solgloss's ankle grabbed.

She can't get out because she is gripped with too strong a grip.

Using the ankle caught by Rousseld as a starting point, he flips his body around.

"Wow!

"Heh...!?

And a sharp kick of Rousseld was relentlessly slammed into the flank of a fluttering, air-throwed solgloss.

It was so powerful that the dizziness and the sound of the inability of the human body to make it sound, and the illusion of his legs engulfing the body of the solgloss.

Shortly afterwards, her body is bounced off like a bow and blown to the lake at once.

And he raised a great blister, and fell into the lake.

"Sorgross!!

Lucille calls out loud, but there's no way the solgloss is coming up.

"Ah-ha-ha! You can't do that to a boulder. With the kick now, the bone, but also the gut, should be dead. And if it falls into the water, it won't help you anymore."

Lucille laughs so much when she sees Lucille react like that.

Lucille sees him with a face like why.

"Well, I mean, I'm not human with that woman either. I don't know who he is, but I'm gonna tell you who he is."

That's what Rousseld says, thumbs up a ton of chest scars mutilated by sorgros.

Lucille, gazing in there, sounds stunned.

"Kee, the scratches are blocking......!?

Shuuuuu, sound and smoke up, Rousseld's wounds clogged.

It erased the scar as it looked at it and at last left no trace of any slaughter.

"I'm undead. As much as they slashed my heart. Then you're not going to die. Ahhhhhhh!!