Ohanabatake no Maousama

By the way, Kudels, who proclaimed powerfully, did not reassure any of the people there.

That would be no wonder.

The real problem is that you know that words alone cannot change anything. Protecting someone is always a concrete action.

No better than that ... what Kudels was thinking about. It is Kudels, who has a reputation for lack of common sense. In other words, even if there is no physical damage, mental damage can be enormous.

"Hey, Kouders. What kind of scenario are you drawing?"

It was Caffana who asked with courage. It's probably because my voice was shaking a little. It takes courage to open a bottle with insects. And who would like to see the poisonous insects nesting on Kudels' head?

"Well, how about giving them a different priority?" And the words that Kudels, the insect that popped out, didn't make much sense.

"How do you mean? Does that make sense?"

Kudels smiles at the confused Kaffana.

"Oh, I'll make sure that we don't get stuck." Because I'm thinking that I'm definitely not Roku.

What dreadful thing is this time planning? You have to keep them from getting caught at least ... but it won't be easy to get away from Kudels. He's a nuisance guy, both enemy and ally.

"Well, the assassin could still take action before we let go of our hands. Let's just hit the lord's house and ask for protection via morals." Was written down in a note and presented to Dolce.

"No, Mr. Kouders. We're ordinary people. I hope we're not in a position to protect the city's lord."

Such Dolce's appeal is a very honest opinion. Unless your opponent is Kudels.

"You don't have to worry. Do you think morals will decline my request?"

so. Unfortunately, the moral god will be willing to take on Kudels's request. At the same time, there was no doubt that the lord and the people under his command were not willing to accept. He is a needle rather than a needle in exchange for security.

"I hope we can talk a little bit to the general public." "Well, don't say that. I'd rather ask if there were any other good ways." Things ... there's no reason for that. "

In the first place, it is out of the range of ordinary people at the time of being targeted by assassins. There was no good idea.

"Now, Dolce. How do you get rid of the inn?" I won't do that. ''

And it was just as soon as I left outside to pack my luggage and go outside. For some reason, Dolce, with a confused face, shuts her eyes and Kuders mutters.

"Mr. Rosalie," "I'm Rosaris. I know." Rudes reached out to Kudels's voice, walking down his sword. The next moment, an arrow falling from above is hit by Rosalis' sword.

"That's a songman!" Rosalis jumped lightly on the roof and cut off his scurrying sniper with a sword.

"Fuhahaha! Justice wins!"

Rosalis screams at the sniper and screams for a victory, but Kudels sighs.

"Oh, oh, how do the escorts move away from the escort! They are really useless people."

When I was whining, I heard the door open from behind.

"What, what is this?" "Mr. Amoena, go down. Also drop down the viewing window of the carriage so that nothing is visible from outside."

When he notices, there is a deep killing surrounding the carriage. Then, the men in the back and the mask appeared from behind the alley. It is a daylight attack. The innocent civilians fled, screaming, as if they were aware of the turmoil.

"If the sniper failed, would you be a melee match? That's why I don't want a third-class who doesn't even know how to pull it.

Kudels's words seem to provoke, but the men pull out the knife instead of responding.

"Oh, that's a different greeting. What are you going to do with such a toy?"

Of course, it is impossible to damage the carriages made by Kudels and the Dwarves with the power of ordinary human beings. If you want to hurt this moving fortress or Kudels, you need the hands of those who have stopped doing things like heroes, great sages, or saints.

"Mr. Kudels, are you an assassin?"

As Kudels asked for assassins, Dolce's voice was heard in the carriage. Beware of the fact that you can't open the carriage door.

"Yeah, maybe. I don't see anything other than assassination. It's rough for a date invitation, and I don't have a hobby to talk to a man."

While answering, Kuders removed the fittings that connected Milon with the carriage. I have no intention to escape. I'm going to crush everything here. Perhaps realizing Koudels's intention, Milon kicks the ground with his hooves with a rough nose.

"Even if the assassin comes, isn't he moving too quickly? Something is wrong ..." "I'm thinking about that later, Dolce. Well, I'll finish it soon. It's over "

The moment Kuuders called out, countless tentacles soared across space and space from across the city.

"Gyaa! What's this!" "Wow! Help! A monster!"

The sight of a nightmare wriggling with Numeneme instantly destroys the spirits of the assassins. In fear they stooped and rolled around, begging for mercy while crying.

"Wow, Fracta. It's perfect." Indeed, it is a victory without a point of failure.

It goes without saying that after this, Fracta's mood became so bad that Amoena and Milon could be comforted.