The next thing I saw before the Goldwolves was one crossroads.

And from the left and right divide, two black faces were peeking.

Coal (soot) peeled skin on chili perm.

Like right after the explosion cont. They're Ride Boy Javelin and Ride Boy Lance.

A combination of Giant Magic Skeleton's blow to Pechanko and the trap of the rest compartment made him black burnt.

When they admit to Osama's appearance,

"Rock 'n' roll!" "Lalalala ~ ~"

It sounded like a singing voice of a tiny genre.

Neither of you have a face as a brave man already.

The singing even sounded creepy because he was worn out like a vagrant from the demonic realm.

Every time I shroud, I'm too afraid of spiders and smoke coming out of my mouth.

Subsequent primulas and glasspaleens were completely frightened and hidden behind Goldwolf's back.

Charles Lunlot wasn't particularly timid, but he gets somewhat flattered and clings to Goldwolf's arm.

Midnight Sugar was alone and static in a remote place.

When the idols used to say that, they caught the reaction of such girls positively and began shouting as if they were welcoming guests to their live venue.

"No! No! I knew you'd never forget me! Fine, fine! Long time no see, session and all!

"Ran Ran La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La

A dissonant stereo passes Osama's body.

It was cumbersome to remind him of how it worked in the past, but he represents no refreshment, no discomfort, no joy, no sorrow.

"… I've decided that the owner won't have it anymore"

Just give that feeling back, put it on the word.

But I can't get Osama's thoughts.

Left and right subjects, like a hell of a hound, spread their hands just "come on".

"No! No! That excuse doesn't resonate at all with my mind! You don't have a soul in your words! So you know I'm not serious at all! Be honest with me and I'll infuse you with Rock's soul! Come here, let's get laid together!

"Lalalalala, lulalalala ~ ♪ oh, still no ♪ ♪ away from me. That seemed so haha ♪ ♪ sinful, seemingly stained in the thoughts of fools ♪ ♪ but no ♪ ♪ with a broad heart like the sea ♪ ♪ Let's forgive that sin ♪ ♪ Come on, fools into this ♪"

Charles Lunlot had his ears blocked by the noise out of tune, but finally he couldn't stand it and pulled the sleeve of Goldwolf's clothes.

"Hey, Goldwolf, what are you talking about earlier? It's disgusting. Let's just kill it and move on."

Osama had always looked forward with no expression, but when he looked down at the lady, he was softening his cheeks.

In one of her words, a grin like someone was saved.

"You don't have to. Because I have to choose."

And Osama walks away.

The girls, who thought they would turn back perfectly, surprised, but roughly followed.

"Rock 'n' roll! You finally responded to my singing voice! After all, rock is the supreme! Ride Boy Javelin is the best! I can't believe you can always listen to my songs in the front row... you're seriously happy! You ran out of luck for the rest of your life!

"Lalala! ♪ Serve the noble me ♪ ♪ A thousand chances to meet you ♪ ♪ That was from a fool ♪ ♪ Became a wise man ♪ ♪ Come on, kneel down ♪ ♪ At my feet, no, no, no, no, no, no ♪"

Javelin on the left and Lance on the right... they are waiting for their former horses now or now.

But Osama's path, which had become one man, did not blink.

Even, straight.

The black braves were not flanked, and they headed for the front passage, where no one was.

A grand foothold like a gentleman.

The little boys dropping off were falling off like street childrens begging... from the look of a king.

Uncle Ashinaga didn't even glance at them, and said a word to the passing,

"I can't let you two ride."

Keep going, leave refreshed.

After a while, from behind, an anger erupts like a wildcat fight.

"" Gaff belloba gabe bab johaba!!

When the girls turned around to see what was going on, two little shadows were going up and down together.

"It's only natural that you two can't get on! One brave man can ride a single horse......! Ride boy code! I knew you couldn't be honest with that wild dog because you got in the way! Die! Die! Die! Die!

I wondered if the shadow that took the mount position grabbed the chest of the shadow below and struck the ground with the guns.

"Gaggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!! What disturbed me was you! ♪ And what you can die for, you! It's this one who deserves me to cross that wild dog. ♪ Gagagar! Come on! Say goodbye to this life!"

Roll in the gobble with the impetus that's going to be butter, turn your disadvantages upside down, and rain a punch.

"" megyogryaskibubamehavibaba...... "

The ugly feud of the braves, fading away far and small.

With his gaze back on Osama's back, who didn't even turn around, Midnight Sugar was finally beginning to feel a definite battle.

... I'm pretty sure...!

I thought it was quite a coincidence that Master Ride Boy Oxtan fell into the iron ball trap...!

But intentionally hooked up proved this...!

It was a big mistake to cower to Master Okustan and run away with his tail wrapped around him...!

This man made it look like he was running away and led Master Okustan to a trap...!

And now, in just one word, I let Mr. Rideboy Javelin and Mr. Rideboy Lance discuss each other...!

The reason why I didn't lay my hands on the brave men is simple...!

If the injury to the brave brightens, the death penalty without question......!

But under the guise of coincidence, not guilty......!

If we let the brave fight each other, we are not guilty......!

Yu, I can't believe you took the brave man in your hand...!

Oh, it's the bad girl's...!

I'm Osama like a bad girl......!

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The hustle and bustle like Spring Alley also disappeared completely...... crushed as the lady remembered.

"Oh, yeah. I learned this' Ant Tsuka 'is full of zombies... only bats and skeletons have come out so far, right? Is Zorro coming out now?

"Hiya!? Shh, Mr. Charloonlot! Don't say that kind of scary thing!

"Glass paleen...... Speaking of which, when you were in your class, you were scared just to look at the textbook illustrations. How can you do that? You're freaking out, you're gonna get hit first, right? Like this...... GWER! What!"

"Hi-ha!? Please don't. No, no!

Instead of being a teacher and a teacher, you two would be like the same grade.

Although Osama didn't put it on his face, he was concerned about it.

There are definitely a number of zombies in this' Ant Tsuka '.

And it's not just a zombie to him. We sweat together, we work together, we used to work together.

Yet I don't see it anywhere...... Osama's expression didn't clear.

While I'm doing this, once again, it's just a split path.

His face, knowing all the structure, became even more cloudy.

All the passages in this underground labyrinth (dungeon) consist of straight lines or right angles, but only there are Y-shaped paths.

It is good to say that this is precisely the division of destiny, the only branch by slope.


It was the biggest and most powerful difficulty in this "Ant Tsuka" …!