Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

It's the next match! The Shinto swordsman Musa, who has flowed from the east, and... pu. The skate pumpkin has been renamed in addition to bare hand combat due to the penalty of the previous match. "

They blew it out.

The audience is laughing and watching, and I'm the only one who's sacrificed my Dark Fighting skills.

She has a blatant contempt for Anastasia and others.

I've only been able to look at my daughter like that... since she saw me playing with a maid with an anna in the courtyard about ten days ago. Recently.

Here we go!

While thinking about the extra things, the game begins, and the swordsman comes and slashes it.

I see. Fast and sharp.

It doesn't seem to weigh a single hit, but it's the type that can overwhelm you with speed and serial fire.

Cut off, cut up, and analyze while avoiding crossing.

It is too spicy that there is no good product. How am I supposed to attack?

Musa's Strike! You can only avoid squeaky pumpkins!

Don't say anything you like about it.

Watch Anastasia laugh too.

"It's a strange twist. This is it!

The swordsman showed me, and I stepped forward with the best step I've ever made.

Then the sword that is swinging down is sandwiched between the palms of both hands.

"What!

Grab the sword and throw it away, grab the collar and throw it straight up.

The swordsman, who went up to a height of about 3 meters, fell from his back, and I gently stepped on his chest, which I severely peeled.

"Oh my god...."

The guest seats boil.

Well, that's exactly how it unfolds! I took the sword with my bare hands! Pumpkin is not just a skeleton middle-aged man!

Anna is also rapidly opening her mouth.

Looks like he was able to show his father his dignity.

The game went on.

Well then, everyone's pleasure is to enter Muscle Pumpkin! Different name? Is there anything else I could mistake for that look?! Just know it's pumpkin!

All seats laugh.

It's completely framed.

Unlike pumpkins, the opposite is a tight one! Unreadable anomaly weapon! A chain player who has torn a lineup of swordsmen and spears to Tricky!

The opponent spins the chain at an unstoppable speed, flipping around and boiling the audience.

I also fight back and turn around, but I fall from the sky and make the audience laugh.

Pumpkin was heavy.

As soon as the match starts, chains fly in from the first position.

Of course, I avoided it slightly, but the chains wobbled in again from behind.

Hmm.

Then I waved with my arms, but the chain avoided my hand like an animal, and struck me in the back.

If it's not about your dick and yourself, a very pleasant sound will resonate in the venue.

Ah, a direct hit! There he is!

It really hurts without even telling the truth.

It won't hurt to be slapped in the back bare enough to pierce my muscles.

When I moan and bend forward, the chain-man comes here with a series of shots.

The irregular movement is not completely discernible, and the chest plates, thighs, and buttocks are chained with red marks.

Pumpkin is one-sided! Unusual Dark Horse can only become an anomalous chain attack!?

As always, Anastasia is on the move.

My face turned red and my breath was rough. I was worried about my father in various ways.

Well, it's one-sided.

I can be pushed straight into the winding chain.

"I don't think there's any more damage on my back than being slammed."

Instead, it sticks in a straight line toward the other party.

The chain roars, but it's not a threat.

The place where it works is around the nose and eyes, both hiding in pumpkins.

"I forgot my biggest weakness!

The chains crawled over the ground and punched me in the crotch.

Wow, it hurts! This hurts! Just watching hurts!

The reality screams, and the audience men jump their shoulders.

Anastasia shook her tiny body with too much excitement.

It's certainly the man's biggest emergency.

"Wow, that didn't work for a direct hit!?

"You can't crush my Han like a chain."

I fly to chains without slowing down the dust.

I was convinced in my current voice that this is a woman, and that he is about thirty years old and ripe.

I jump to the chain-man and grab my arm and hold it down.

Not yet!

The chain-man threw away his handiwork and kicked his knee in the flank.

"What a kick. This is going to fall even harder if you don't hold it down."

Tighten the chain with both hands and keep your body... especially your lower body tight.

Pushing the hips together closely conveys the softness and feel of the hair in an extreme place over the clothes.

The two movements are hidden in their cloaks, so the audience should seem to be sleeping.

"What kind of power is this...? Wow, that's huge! If you push me like that with one pair of pants... I'll be in an awesome outfit too! Wow, I surrender!!

I won.

At the end of the night, I wonder if the joints were decided. Pumpkin wins.

So the situation stopped.

Anastasia has eyes pointing at the dirt.

Talk to the people around you, smile and get to your seat.

Um, it's an announcement from the operation. Pumpkin once again engaged in sexual activity in the arena, so as a second cumulative penalty, it will remain a punitive battle in the series. "

A battle.

Well, the battle was healed rather than exhausted.

I'd be happy to be a strange warrior next time, if I could.

Er, is the opponent a fighter like a bear? I wonder, yes, it feels like a bear. Admission!

Unfortunately, I look at the bear-like opponent with regret.

It is more than 2 meters in size, with black hair growing all over the body, thick limbs and sharp nails, and a low aggressive roar.

"--You 're still a bear! You don't need anything like ~

In the scene where you scream, it's a distracting reality.

Of course, bears come at us without waiting for the start of the game.

"Yeah, I can't help it!

Drop your hips and spread your arms against the bear standing in front of you.

He grabbed the arms of a bear who was about to rip me apart.

I grabbed it! Pumpkin and bear are grabbing each other!

Me and the bear combine, roaring each other and pushing each other as if they were comparing strength.

"With bears more than 2 meters apart...? That pumpkin..."

The audience's hesitation is not accurate.

My strength is higher, and the bear's arm falls back.

There was a shock to my head along with my breath.

A bear bit me in the head.

"The bite in the middle of the power comparison..."

Push the bear's arm out and grab it under his throat.

"I know it's against the rules!

He grabs the hair under his throat and pulls the bear, puts it on his hips and throws it away.

After two or three rolls, the bear barks as he looks around to see if he is confused.

"If the pumpkin cracks, I'll see your face!

I ran in on the run, jumped on both feet, and had a drop kick.

Bears blow up beautifully and collide with the walls of the arena.

And as he got up, he ran away with a different narrow voice.

The bear ran away! The game is over, what a mess! This pumpkin is too strong!! "

The cheering that just broke, not only seeing Anastasia all the time, but also looking at me with a small mouth open.

Then I licked my lips.

It's her habit when she wants something.

And the next fight is finally over.

Here we go! Thirty victories! Vergon is the greatest champion in the arena!! No explanation is required for this! Stupid looks and unusual strength! Sexual harassment is the worst vegetable squeaky pumpkin I've ever seen!

I finally got this name, but it cheered more than the introduction of the brave man.

I don't think it's a good idea to stand out more than someone who has properly built up strength, and even if I look at Vergon, I'm perfectly faceless. Are you not interested in evaluating others?

Well, honestly, this game doesn't matter to me.

Focus all nerves on Anastasia in and around the VIP seat.

The kidnappers are planning this final match, and the venue is full enough to be seen, making it convenient for the opponent.

Game starts!

The Vergon is slashing along with the signal.

While avoiding slashing, I sometimes grab and kick back appropriately.

The kidnapper keeps lookin 'around the entire arena as he thinks about when he's coming and where he's coming from.

This is an amazing battle. Breathless Intense Moves! The two are switching around and it's hard to follow with your eyes! The mightiest Vergon, and pumpkins against it with bare hands… who imagined this scene from the beginning of the first battle!

The sound of the reality is also heard from afar.

The only thing to notice is the appearance of Anastasia cheering on the table with an audience that everyone looks suspicious.

The moment Welgon's great sword was swinging away, he felt uncomfortable and passed through his spine.

Weak. Too weak.

I'm not giving you 10% of my strength.

Instead, they often use pumpkins to get out of Vergon's sight.

Yet I haven't lost.

If he's going to win thirty victories, he can put a bullet in me who's distracted and just staring at me.

Then there is one reason.

He's just like me.

A kick without my power enters Vergon.

He blew up flashy enough not to match the force he put in, and rolled straight in front of the VIP seat.

And as he jumped up, he turned his back on me, jumped into the audience seat, and ran to the VIP seat on top of it.

"That's right!

Anastasia's guard jumps out.

Then, as expected, the audience around the VIP seat stood up without a knife.

He's a songwriter! Protect His Highness!!

"Solid left and right! He's strong!

Vergon's movements are separate from those of me and Chamberlain, and we have three familiar handcrafted escorts in complete custody. There is only one guardian of Anastasia left and right.

The enemy is armed in plain clothes with a knife, and the guard is wearing a clasp with one hand and a sword, but the number of people is too different.

And as expected, before the rough events, a crowd of spectators fled through the avalanche and Anastasia could not move.

"Wow!"

Finally, the guards defending the left were slashed.

Anastasia goes there and starts crying loudly.

"All right, I got the princess! Put me on the carriage as planned..."

The man moans, presses his flank and falls down.

His face suddenly disappeared from Anastasia, who was supposed to be crying, pointing a knife into the man's liver.

The kidnapper stops moving for a moment.

Anastasia stood at the top of the VIP seat with a bloody knife.

As a child, the faceless expression even made me feel intimidated, but I clearly understood that my knees were trembling.

"If I thought this guy was a child..."

"Just stay alive for now. I wish I were alive."

"I'll punch you until your face changes shape."

Three people attack at the same time.

"Excellent courage."

Before the six hands reach Anastasia, my body will blow all three together.

"Thanks to you, I made it. I feel safe now."

I'll still be royal in cover of Anastasia who keeps holding the knife.

"... squeaky pumpkin"

Put it back in the Battle Pumpkin, Anastasia.

"Get out of the way... the fight is over. If I don't get in the way, I won't die."

Vergon, who finally returned with three escorts, climbed to the VIP seat.

The cloth of the great sword wrapped around the competition was removed and blood was dripping.

I don't know. The game isn't over yet. "

I don't accept Anastasia's offered knife, I hold it bare.

Vergon put his great sword on top.

"Stupid clown. It was tough not to settle that game."

I agree.

Vergon smiles.

"I wasn't focused enough to take a bottle of me from you. You think you're going to take it?

I agree.

"Fighting is equal to children's play. Seems to have been active and in good spirits... but the dimensions are different from the real killers!!"

Grasp the slashing sword with one hand.

I laughed at Vergon with his frozen expression.

"I agree."

The pumpkin head was violently punched.

Vergon's nose is crushed and his forehead is depressed.

As he kicked up under his chin, which fell behind him, he drew a parabola and fell to the bottom of the guest seat.

The noise sounds and a lot of blood spreads.

Throw away the sword you grabbed.

Anastasia is right behind us. I don't care about the danger of getting involved by swinging big things.

"Let's go with the Battle Pumpkin style. Come on."

The hesitant kidnappers reopened and attacked at once.

A man who was putting a blade in his wand pokes him with a cry of mood.

The first shot looked good, the second hit was feint, the third hit was a breakdown in the system of pretending to target the foot, and the fourth shot was...

"Destiny"

Avoid the fourth shot and crush the foot on which you stepped.

Grab and pull down the screaming man's collar and twist his neck.

"Wow... Gokuri"

I hung my cape in a hurry to murmur at Anastasia.

It is bad for education to show you where to kill.

"Kusa"

Patience.

The next man waves his sword with one hand and raids.

After seeing the slash, he grabbed the tip of the sword with both palms, grabbed the breast hold and threw it away. The man flew to about 6m instead of 3m, and fell and pierced the decorative pillar of the VIP seat.

Responding to the wind chip sound, I twisted my body.

"This is similar again."

It was a weapon with metal tips that went through it.

"It's not like a match chain. If you take one shot, the meat will be broken and the bones will be broken....."

I see.

Catch and pull the tip of the flying whip.

He stepped on the back of the pulled man and threw the fallen sword into his butthole to the part of his hand.

A man hits twice and sprays a lot of blood out of his mouth and nose to stop moving.

"Let go of the dog! Make a hole and grab the princess!

Three salivating fierce dogs were released.

The dog barks violently at me and Anastasia.

……

And when my eyes met, I ran away, running away with a roar.

The audience also has a lot of room to run away and move around.

The kidnappers are pulling back.

"Come on."

I hold Anastasia in my cloak and run to the arena.

"Don't let him escape!

Crushing the face of the man who tried to chase him in a hurry, he kicked and broke the other neck.

"Is there an exit other than the front and back gates?

Ask Anastasia.

The regular entrance is full of escaping spectators, and they'll be waiting for you.

"There's an entrance for the Beast Doser, but the key is for the Beast, not a substitute for human destruction."

I'm gonna find a place like that and I'm gonna rip the locks off.

It's for the Beast, I'll ask you later.

"... the key for the bear trap."

Eyes glowing in the darkness and roaring as they dive in.

It was the bear that showed up for a moment.

The bear with my eyes stiffened his face, then rang the chillin and the bell, and slowly backed me up so as not to irritate me. Don't worry, I won't kick you anymore.

"We're in here! Don't let him get away!

"Ey, it's dark... pine light... yaaaa!!

The apprehension of the chaser disappeared for a moment.

Leave the arena and run through the town of Tunoge.

Does the commotion spread throughout the town, or do the residents flee into their homes or jump out of the city?

"This mess won't let the enemy catch us."

Just as the enemy used the audience in the arena, this time we were mistaken by the residents.

"No, I don't think so. Are you out of your mind?

I leaned my neck against Anastasia's spicy words.

"There's no way you can escape in such a prominent outfit!

When I thought about it, there was no point in wearing pumpkins at the time of the raid.

Rather, it would have been more convenient for them to expose their faces and aim for me instead.

"Hah... it's a pity you're strong."

The spicy words of Anastasia stung me.

For now, take off the pumpkin.

"Get down!

Reflectively bow down to Anastasia's voice.

Following the explosion, something passes through the overhead thread.

This noise, which sounds scattered...

There is a woman standing in front of the town gate.

Smoke in your hands... masket.

"I thought you were a big thief, like targeting me, but why..."

Anastasia slipped through my arm, tapped her leg slightly trembling, and pointed at the woman.

"King Harrett commands Anastasia, the first son and first daughter of Queen Nonna. Eliminate the bandits and help me. If you do, you will be rewarded as you wish."

Anastasia asks me how I look.

I didn't know what to say for a moment, but did she think I didn't know who I was?

I thought something happened because I had a big accumulation.

"Just like I said. Beautiful Highness."

I'll put back on the pumpkin I was about to take off.

"Sister... if I hit the princess"

"Don't tell me. If we let him escape like this, the road is over. It's about the Mad King, and all the people around here will be burned down."

If Anastasia gets hurt, it's impossible.

I stay low and wait until then.

After the bullet has been loaded, the woman sets her sights.

My finger got caught on the trigger.

"Die, pumpkin!

I look at the muzzle and dare not move from the bullet path.

The bullet caught me accurately in the head, crushed my pumpkin, made a metal sound, and got hit.

Two dented knives fell out of the pumpkin.

Put a knife in the pumpkin.

I'll run.

Do not allow time for reloading.

The woman trembled and fell down as she tried to grab the leader's woman, who beat and killed the surrounding man and kicked him to death, swinging a masket without ammunition.

There is a knife pointing at his thigh and there is some orange liquid on the tip.

The prick is shallow, but the woman is unconscious by spraying bubbles.

"A numbness medicine. He made me look like this, so I had to tighten it with my own hands at the end, and I couldn't fit."

Did Anastasia throw the knife?

I can hear horseshoes from the opposite gate.

It appears that Anastasia's guards have returned from the resort.

It's all over.

Anastasia takes a big breath of relief and walks slowly here.

"You worked very well. Give the prize plenty of gold and the status you want."

Can I make that promise on my own?

You're going to run out of pocket money, and you don't like Adolf deciding on HR, right?

I want to penetrate, but I endure it.

"And you can like this woman. But do it violently in front of me."

The suggestion is fascinating, but if they find out at the scene that she's raping a woman who can't move with medicine in front of her daughter, they'll be able to decide to backdrop her.

"Unfortunately, you succumb, but I also appreciate your bravery and loyalty... and your macho body... So I'll pick it up specially for my valet. I might whip sometimes, but I thought it was love...."

So I had eyes with Anastasia.

Pumpkin is cracked by a masket blow.

Hello, Anna.

Silence lasting more than ten seconds.

A numb knife with no backup motion stuck to my leg.

--Later.

"It's full of pumpkins...."

Celia throws a fork at the pumpkin cuisine lined up on the table with a delicate face.

"It's all right if it's over. It's a good day to celebrate pumpkin anniversaries."

I bring boiled pumpkins stabbed with forks to Anastasia on her lap.

I dragged my face away, but I ate the food.

Since then, Anastasia hasn't talked much, but she hasn't been so angry because she's always next door.

Incidentally, nonna is not angry with her bad manners because she knows that it is difficult for Anastasia to sit in a chair with her ass slapped like a demon because of all the lies in the nursing home and the arena. Nonna has experience, too.

The nonna and Kara are talking to Hisohiso.

"Hey, nonna, is that okay? I don't know what to say, but I'm totally looking at a woman..."

"Loving your father is transient. I had one too... and when I was puberty, I kept my distance from nature..."

I wonder what you're saying while looking at us.

"When I realized that, my stomach swolle..."

"No, stop it, you idiot!!

Nonna beat Kara with pumpkin.

What are you doing in front of my daughter...?

She smiles bitterly as she strokes the top of Anastasia's head.

It's really beautiful in a non-naughty way.

"Everyone, it's tough! Casey eats whole boiled pumpkins and stuffs her throat!"

(I can't breathe! I'm gonna die and my heart's gonna stop!

Calm down, Casey.

You're not breathing and your heart is not moving.

(Yes, I did!

Casey flies with a smile and hands on another dish.

Instead, you should be worried about eating too much and becoming a little pumpkin color.

"Whoa, Anna, could you step aside for a second?

There is no reaction.

"Anna, your father said that, right?

Nonna says Anastasia doesn't move and sits on top of me.

Well, that's fine. You don't have to stand up.... "

Anastasia stopped moving when the air blew out.

After a few seconds, the smell drifts and turns his neck like a broken windmill.

"I can't help it. Get out of my way or I'll fart."

Don't look at the dirt you saw in the arena.

"Don't worry about mistakes."

Kara murmured as she waved her hand.

It's still peaceful today.