Muimui-tan

- One...

Mr. Sword Ahat leaves in front.

"Let's say that we, Jizizi, will receive the Demon Clan. Griffon, please."

Sooner or later, Mr. Sword Ahat, the Ant tribes rush out with their weapons in their hands. Mm, delicious toco pickup? No, most of all, should I think I've got the dangerous part?

"Mr. Run!

"Oh."

I respond to Mr. Oola's call with the heavens. Now, I wonder which one we should deal with: gold or silver.

"Heh, do you disperse me against them? Kuhihi, fine. I'll give you a ride. Silver, gold, you're the potato worm and the human modo over there."

"Gigiji, Demon Nation, you seem to have plenty of room."

Mr. Sword Ahat pulls out four swords. Ooh, I have so many hands, can I even use them like having weapons in all four hands?

"Ant, it's called the potato worm there, you're a human moddler!

You know, moddle, moddle, they're gonna say terrible things.

It's Sword Ahat.

Mr. Sword Ahat pokes four swords.

"Name! Name! Hitomodoki! Kuhihihihihi. Fine, I'll bring you a disaster, White Wind, White Disaster. Death to you, thanking you for hearing my name!

The battle begins between White Disaster and Mr. Sword Ahat, a white-haired girl on a feathered white tiger.

Gold and silver griffons descend before us too. Is that silver on my side? You don't have to worry about it, you've decided on silver.

"Mr. Ira and the others ask for gold. This one slaps silver '

Everyone snorts at my revelation. Silver is me and Kyou's old man, Joan Boy. The money is for Mr. Eela, Mr. Oola, and the Exidion boy.

Come on, we'll beat you properly and go help Mr. Sword Ahat!

- Two...

Husband, boy, drink this.

Kyou's old man takes a small vial out of his porch. Sometimes we have to fight?

"Attack potion for my husband, guard potion for the boy."

Oh, auxiliary potion. Thank you. 'Cause, you know, Kyou's old man is so ready. This world is pretty expensive with potion systems, isn't it? Very, until recently, I'm too prepared to think I've been a slave in the arena. How is it? Really, he's a mystery! Thank you for the potion!

I get the potion from Kyou's old man and drink it.

"I couldn't prepare it to be just as effective... but it's got to be totally different"

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

A silver griffon wings and builds strength. Didn't you politely wait for us to finish the potion interaction? Was that a wacko over there getting ready to attack?

Vision stains countless red dots. Hey, you relaxed too much!

"I'll take care of it!

The Joan boy who drinks and dumps the potion pops forward.

A Joan boy sets up the big shield of the tree star I gave him.

- "Shield Aura" -

Silver griffons fly countless pointy wings. A great shield prevents them all. Nice, Joan. All right, let's go!

- [Acid Weapon] -

White trans is covered in yellow acid solution. Ugh, that's poisonous.

- "Concentrate."

If you concentrate!

- Flying.

Concentration to make sure you don't miss the effect timing. From there, fly to pack the time at once. You're down on the ground. Now's your chance!

I can't react to the speed of the flight, packed in time at once!

- "W Spiral Charge" -

Crimson red and white trans, two spirals pierce the silver griffon. Scratches enter the stiff skin of the silver griffon. Pierce, pierce!

"Cuyyyyyy"

A silver griffon rings and wings the big wing on its back. The wind rises alongside it. Ugh, uh-huh, it blows me away.

The wind caused my body to easily descend into the universe. And the silver griffon goes to the sky too. Let them escape?

- The Magic Thread.

Stay in a blown position and immediately fly the magic thread to the silver griffon. The silver griffon was rising far above me, faster than I could tap the magic thread that stuck to its body. To?

And then it descends sharply as it is. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Sounds like a flying consciousness.

- "Floating..."

Faster than being tapped to the ground, release the magic thread and land on the float.

The silver griffon swirls straight into the air. Oh, shit, did you get away in the sky?

- Three...

A silver griffon wields its sharp nails, repeating the plunge attack over and over again. The sight stains bright red, the attack, I avoid, and Joan takes the inevitable. With a great shield on its power, Joan was about to be blown away again and again, but still managed to take all of it. Oh, that's the Holy Knight, I can count on you. Even so, it doesn't taste good if it stays like this. Joan is overburdened.

I need to drop it from the air first.

"Sir, you had a bow. I want you to hold on to that."

Kyou's grandmother's suggestion. Mm, something, even a good idea was born?

"Well, I need you to take a look,"

Kew's old man, for that word, I'll take it to the composite bow.

Should we go here with a charge-arrow? No, you're a magical true silver arrow.

Watch for magical true silver arrows.

Again, a silver griffon strikes a steep descent attack. Joan takes it with a big shield. but you can't stand it anymore, they play the big shield and blow it away as it is. Hey, you okay? Should I keep my healing magic flying?

"Or no recovery needed!

A voice from Joan that still left a margin. Um, are you okay?

The silver griffon that blew Joan up rises to sky-high once again. And there was Kyou's old man attached to that back. When?! Kew's old man is good at hiding things that are hard to notice.

A silver griffon flutters with ears in the air trying to unravel Kyou's old man. Now's your chance!

- [Acid Weapon] -

The magical true silver arrow that I have mentioned is covered in yellow liquid. Eat it!

I fly acid arrows over silver griffon feathers. The arrow of acids melted the wings of the silver griffon, thrust through it, and disappeared into light.

A silver griffon with a hole in its wings does not hold its posture in the air and falls. With Kyou's old man hanging on his back, it's a conical descent. Kew's grandmother won't be safe if she stays that way.

- "Concentrate."

After you concentrate!

- The Magic Thread.

Predict the timing, fly a magic thread at Kew's old man, and retrieve it as it is. Every magic thread, Kew's old man approaching this way. Should I take this? Uh-huh, I don't give a shit about taking the bastard. Can't you say that too?

Take Kyou's old man and get him down politely.

"My husband, thank you for saving me."

Yes, sir.

So do you want to smash a fallen silver griffon!

Me, Kyou's old man, Joan, the three of us surround a silver griffon that's falling and turning our eyes.

Come on, it's over!

Each punches in one attack skill after another. Notice, slap down the silver griffon you tried to jump high with your skill, adding one attack after another. Let him go!

Eventually the silver griffon stopped working. All right, first off, what the hell!

Come on, what else is going on?