Me, Hydra

"Trick or treat."

Gandalf was a little teary at Attila's words, but Gandalf took out a few pieces of candy for safety's sake.

"Eat slowly and don't trick-or-treat. If you behave I'll buy you a jam sandwich fruit taffy."

At the words, Attila's miserable eyes rose a little brighter, then nodded nicely and stood beside Gandalf with the candy in his right hand and took a small bite there.

"Pfft...what about this guy's dignity as a king..."

The first thing you need to do is to look at the image of the eye of space, and then you can't help but start throwing up. The current Attila which has the mighty power of the legendary "God's whip", from its action and image is simply a foolish sweet that may be hit by a piece of candy and fainted at any time.......

But then again....

Looking at the picture of Attila, who kept licking the candy, Hydra couldn't help but think, "If you could actually use candy to neutralize it to pregnancy...would it be the strongest pregnant woman on the surface?"

Just thinking about it, Hydra instantly punched herself, powerfully as well as making the side of Skaha couldn't help but smack his lips.

"Are you... living long enough to plan to seek death?"

Shaking her head, Hydra covered her nose and calmly waved her hand.

"It's fine...just a bit of a brain problem after the recent separation from my cyborgs...a few hits and I'll be fine...sober, I'm incredibly sober now..."

As she did so, Hydra punched herself a few more times.

Skaha swallowed spittle looking at Hydra who was clearly a bit of a dick in front of him. After making sure the retard was not contagious Skaha refocused on the image on the space in front of him.

"Forgetting everything else for the moment, is this girl really the destroyer of civilizations that you speak of as ruling a world?"

At the words, Hydra calmly wiped away the nosebleed with her hand.

"There's no mistaking it from the scent, and besides, aren't you a dead old woman who's done a lot of research on souls? Can't feel the weirdness in her soul?"

As she said that, Hydra extended her own huge fifty meter long middle finger to reveal her scowl to Skaha without hesitation....

In response, Skaha's head rose in a huge crosshair.

"Who the fuck are you calling an old woman!"

"Yo! You're too old to talk!"

On hearing that, Skaha who was poked with a G-spot jumped over Hydra's head with a leap, while Hydra also parted with a vertical body and wrestled with Skaha.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Uktraciel at the side shook his head helplessly. Hydra had changed a lot since the separation from his other cyborg bodies....

Hard to say it should be said that there was a lot more humanity, compared to the Hydra who was always plotting his next move, this Hydra now seemed a lot more friendly.

A moment later, a messy Hydra and Skaha both ended their fight, and although they looked a bit more of a mess, they were both flesh wounds to be fair. After all, if the fight were to really start, the current Skaha's strength wouldn't be able to resist Hydra's brutality....

Healing the wounds on Skaha's body, Hydra returned her attention to the image.

Narrowing her eyes, Hydra began to think.

Seeing this, Skaha did not continue to disturb Hydra's thoughts, but instead took a cup of tea from the side and quietly observed the developments on the screen....

Calm as if nothing had just happened....

They're all drama queens.

........

Good night.

Begging for votes.

Volume 1: Text-142 - Meeting Attila

"Yo, Gandalf's here~"

Upon seeing Gandalf, the shopkeeper on the other side greeted him warmly.

Although Gandalf was a simple man, but very helpful, often in schools and other places to openly teach his understanding of magic runes, so Gandalf in Sparta City still has a good popularity, because all year round wearing a simple gray robe, Gandalf is also known as the gray robe mage.

Nodding his head, Gandalf beckoned, and then the goods floating behind Gandalf fell onto the cargo platform in front of him.

"This is this year's goods, take an inventory."

At the words, the shopkeeper nodded and took a brief glance at it before pulling out a handful of money bags from behind the cargo bay.

"Mr. Gandalf's reputation is still trustworthy~"

Seeing this, Gandalf did not continue to push the matter, but took the money bag from the shopkeeper with a gentle face.

Just as Gandalf was about to leave, suddenly the remainder of his eyes saw Attila who was standing in front of the container constantly dazed.

Shaking his head in annoyance, Gandalf grabbed a handful of coins out of the money bag.

"So what, get some candy snacks in there."

At the words, the shopkeeper nodded understandingly.

"This is Mr. Gandalf's granddaughter, isn't it? Must look like a powerful warrior woman. But too much candy can't be good~"

With a bitter smile and a nod, Gandalf understood the shopkeeper's misunderstanding, but not to mention the image, he could have been Attila's ancestor from his age alone....

Excitedly holding a large handful of snacks and desserts, Attila looked very content.

With a glance at Attila's back, Gandalf said without missing a beat, "I bought the candy with you too, so you can't mess around next."

"Oh."

After a casual pep talk Attila once again began eating mode.

It was eating mode, but that didn't mean that Attila was negligent of her surroundings.

On the wide road, the pedestrians were filled with a different kind of enthusiasm, which Attila hadn't expected a bit. Because in Attila's world, because the nobles indulged in pleasure, most of the city-state's inhabitants were yellow-faced and thin. The onerous taxes alone were enough to make a commoner toil for the rest of his life. But then again, in the cruel worldview of the Middle Ages, not many commoners were able to live their lives smoothly....

"A very nice civilization."

As he licked the lollipop with his tongue down his throat, Attila spoke his understanding for the city of Sparta.

At the sound of it, Gandalf raised an eyebrow.

"Are you talking about the lollipop?"

"...No."

At the words, Gandalf was startled, then nodded as if in sudden realization.