Ouroboros Record ~Circus of Oubeniel~

"... [Thunderspeare] Ah!

A purple-electric spear released from the palm of the length runs through the sky.

Thick light strip with broken castle hammer. The enchantment, and all the power.

That speed is literally that of lightning. Even the wind is slow, a laughing blow hits the target without giving it while it lasts.

"Gaga......!

Femme's body cramped for a moment with a strange groan leaking into the electric shock flowing all over her body.

But try to shake it off as hard as you can and get close to the length. That ruinous fist is rolled out again.

"Attack, and mass!

The atmosphere blew up.

The fallen leaves are scattered and the leaves of the trees fly a thousand pieces. The fist pressure of her fist, though covered by the armor of her hand, creates a storm that sweeps through the forest.

"" Blink Move:... Huh!

At the same time that the forest landscape is distorted, the long body disappears and reappears behind the fem momentarily.

Fast travel that bends space and drives short distances rather than transferring to different spaces. Unlike metastases, this one is difficult to jam. Therefore, it can be used to avoid sudden outbursts... but it consumes a lot. Originally, interference in space is a magical domain. If you repeat that many times in a row, the magic naturally shreds in no time. "Blink Move" is a technique that is inherently distant from the effects it exerts when mastery difficulty and magic consumption are not commensurate. I wore it centuries ago when my master, Bubba, told me, "There are times when any magic can be useful if you remember it", but thanks to it I am hard to pick up my life.

Most of all... I don't know how far to hold it.

"... you monster"

The head of the Elf, who lives longer than a man makes a calendar, groans.

If you look, in the aftermath of the power of the fist fight, the ground is rolling and the trees are falling. If that thing is a blow, or no plunder, you can't fight with meat and bones crushed from it. In contrast, the target appeared undamaged while undergoing this magic many times.

What kind of irrationality? But if that irrationality is overcome, the chief dies. I can't even save the inside.

"Again, who are you?

The chief asked Fem.

All this magic from earlier is a direct hit. In other words, there is no reason to be protected by a defensive costume that plays magic. Only with his own robustness, he withstands the attack of the long. I don't think such a woman can be a human, let alone the same elf as myself. I don't want to think about it, but I don't think so. Or the incarnation of evil dragons?

Fem doesn't answer, puts up his fist again.

"Data, validation. Deviation, correction. Patterns, changes. … a reflection of learning outcomes, tested and massed!

"Don't you have ears to ask, do you?!?

And the onslaught that begins.

I wondered if Femme's appearance had shaken, fists, fists, fists that just popped in.

Right, left. Right, left. Right, left. The length avoids to the big right, where the fem is left, left, left -!

Strike and change from earlier, which was intense but rough sharpening, a light but sharp series of attacks. Though it has reduced the weight of a blow, it is a rigid force that originally reminds me of a giant. The rainstorm and punched fists plunder the long body avoiding in the neglect, burying the birds and shredding the meat.

"What...!?

"Blink Move" without hesitation. Behind me - I was turned around. Danceful spinning track. Beautiful by cruelty. Attack resumes, before that, again, moving heavily. Femme screaming like I predicted. The chief is an extrajudicial three-consecutive instantaneous movement exercise - followed by Fem. Is it being read? I can't make it the fourth time. Prevent, prevent, prevent!

"So no," Defender: Ah!!

A barrage of fists arrives at the wall enchantment. A spark splashed with fireworks on the clash between the wall of magic and the armor of metal.

"but ahhhhh!

The ground at the foot of the length is chopped to the back. I can't kill the shock. The fence screams. Sooner or later, the defense will be crushed and the leader behind it will be beaten to death.

But there's a few seconds of respite to that. The chief saw a winning chance there.

"" Respond! Heaven's Thunder Elf, Earth's Electric Spirit! Gather here now and exchange my spear!: "

This is the first regular chant since this battle began.

Until now, he has been pressured by Fem's onslaught, forcing him to fight only with unchanging and usable techniques.

But now that Femme has chosen a fast streak rather than a heavy blow, creating a slight antagonism against the fence, there is an opportunity to chant, albeit for a few seconds.

"manifest, eighty thunderbolts, the majesty of the Great God! Stay at the spear and fight my enemies!:"

"! Let me, Sen!

Desolate magic, bursting electric light.

Besides, know what the long intentions are, Fem pulls his fist big.

It would be a math that switches to the style of a blow aim again and shoots through the length of each wall filled with that idiotic force.

The chief laughed. Either way, it's the same thing. Heavy shots require hoarding. An instant build-up to unleash its full power.

In that moment, enough to complete the chant.

"I, here and now, do evil with divine authority! - Keravnos: Ah!!

The fist crushes the wall, and the vitreous shards of light rumble.

At the same time, the magic of the chief was unleashed.

The most powerful technique he has ever repaired.

(Forest... forgive me for not having fought my enemies with such a courtesy)

A moment when life and death intersect and stretch to the point where they seem infinite.

In it the chief was penitent.

The power of this technique also threatens the forest to be protected. But if you don't use it, you can't protect it.

The enemy is a monster with no medium magic, even though it is unchanging. If you use the best magic, you can't destroy it. And if we destroy this enemy, we will not be able to protect the people inside and the woods.

(I'll take the blame. Therefore, take your protection and protect the people!)

The power of the thunderbolts unleashed. If the earlier "Thunderspeare" were a broken castle hammer, this would be like a dirt stream. The magnetism of the discharge could even twist and bend the space, which became a flashing runoff and swallowed the fem, burning the long vision.

"You think it's top electric magic? In the woods? … the head of the white elf is indistinguishable."

Behind the moon over the inside, she shrugged.

That figure, dressed in a hidden courtesy, can only be seen in the eyes, even though he is an elf hunter.

Under its eyes, the electric shock burned the woods in abundance and was blowing fire everywhere. It is a volcanic fire.

"Well, somehow they're allergic. If I don't do that, can't I fight it? Though it must not be a tight story."

The woman laughs.

With the protection of the woods, the elves burn the woods themselves, even longer than that. She couldn't stop laughing because it was ironic, funny.

But I can't even just laugh. Even for their purposes, the outbreak of fire was not preferable. There are no ex-girlfriends or children when the carefully sorted prey dies in a fire. And if it burned flashly, however deep in the woods, even the hairless monkeys outside the woods could have been caught out.

We need to hit some kind of hand as soon as possible.

The woman smiles, thinking a little bit, just saying the name came to mind.

"Okay, yeah. Literally with water."

Bubba saw the light.

A dazzling and ominous lightning that has arisen more than the ground. Intuitive of who she is, she glances.

"Boy... did you use that one!

Her chest was complicated.

A man who has mercifully lived the trees for a long time is sympathetic to burning enemies with each of them himself.

repentance for his helplessness, which he could not put into help until he made such an imitation.

And the certainty that he must have won by using that one.

"Wow... is that the top magic of the lightning strike system? The boulder is the head of the elf, you remember something amazing! But is it good? Let go of that in the woods. Look, the trees are burning and there's a volcanic fire, okay?

The vampire man says so and stands up.

What his shoes are treading on is forest soil. So, what about the captain's mansion with the two of you? There is no place like that anymore. It is a battlefield for high-ranking elves and road-class vampires. The aftermath of a magical shootout, determined to disappear without a trace.

Bubba stared at the vampire.

"Oodles... Oodles say that!?

"Wow, I'm scared!

He makes me scared of the ears and the big bangs as he joins his hands fingers next to his face. Vampires were kidding by the time they had no full skin.

But because this vampire is kidding, because he's playing, Bubba-sama is long. Elves are born to excel in magic, but vampires combine that with physical abilities. If it is a one-on-one of interrogation, it is a battle that should have already been defeated.

I guess that's what they thought. Vampires shrugged their shoulders when they stopped swinging.

"- So, ah. Sister, how long will it last? Do you think that if we wait until dawn like this, I'll be ashed in the morning sun?

Unfortunately, I don't think so.

Vampire Road's ability to self-regenerate is extraordinary. Even if you receive the light of a day that will be a weakness, you will be able to do just the art of recovering from its damaged edge. And most importantly, until then, I wasn't sure I was going on a magic match with a vampire and the magic remained endless, etc.

Bubba shoots and kills anxiety and laughs vigorously.

"Huh. You don't have to wait that long. The release of Keravnos is a victory for the chief. He goes to save the inside. And let's use that excess to get here, too. Longer, but not until dawn."

"Heh? Huh? Ho?"

Vampires laughed Nitanita.

"Am I? Is that really true ~ ah? If so, I don't think it's weird that we haven't made any moves, either, huh?

"Knock..."

Exactly. It's a force enough to cross the boundaries of the birch forest and raid the inside with massive summons. If that's all you're magically good at, you'll be able to read about it, and it's not weird to possess a comm costume. If there was an emergency, we should have kept in touch with it.

"So you can hang out with him the way you want, huh? I'm not really excited to see if you can help me!... [Shadow Lance] Ah!

With a mocking cry, a shadow with mass flies out with a spear, approaching Bubba. Multi-attribute magic that adds empty attributes that manipulate virtual beings to dark magic. It's a high-tech technique that layers rare attributes on rare attributes. To manipulate it without bitterness with chant omission, is a boulder like a dark noble vampire road or something?

Regardless, I do not intend to spoil and accept such objects.

"" Light Ray: …! "

It was the thickly bound light that burst above my palms. That penetrates the "shadow lance" and tries to penetrate the vampires who stand ahead.

It makes sense that shadows disappear by light. If so, the light is superior if the two shoot each other. And vampires are the family of darkness. Not as sacred magic as people often do, but you can expect a painful beating...... it seemed.

A light strip is sucked into the vampire's chest,

"Grr!!... What the heck! I thought it worked, huh? Hahahaha!

Disappears without any effect.

Is the outfit a good courtesy for magic defense or is it also excellent for magic resistance that stays vegan from high magic... I don't want to think about it, but both?

(You monster...!

Bubba stares at the monster who stands a few meters away with the thought of chewing his umbilical.

Light that does not belong to the four great spirits of groundwater firewind is magic that also falls into the category of bad for elves. She was one of the best users in there, but still not enough to pass effective damage on vampires without chanting.

I need another hand to defeat this monster. I can just poke a vampire's weakness and kill him with one blow, something.

"Oh, what can I do for you? Increase the power of magic by another step. - Hmm?

Vampire's spare laugh frightened me for a moment.

He crawls his fingers on his cheeks and snaps something.

"Is that it? Rain?

Signal the word, or water droplets drip out of the potpouts and sky.

It's raining.

(Rain, then?

Bubba blinks.

It's a full moon. Until earlier, it wasn't even hung by a cloud. And yet, rain?

If you look, a black cloud was rapidly spreading into the night sky, trying to cover the moon as well.

Bubba dared to ignore the inexplicability.

- If she was a regular girlfriend, she'd have noticed as much as someone did a massive weather manipulation somewhere.

God bless. This rain quenches the mountain fires in the aftermath of the battle.

No, more than that. Now it's prerequisite to do something about this vampire. That's what I think. Bubba starts chanting.

"Shizukuishi dripping from heaven, streams across the earth. Death to the good water!:"

"! And that spell!?

Vampires show in a blatant panic.

That would be so.

Now what she's chanting is a spell calling to the Spirit of Water. It's not impossible to create a huge stream of water here either if it rains out and responds to the spirits that are vibrant in Russia or not.

And... vampires are vulnerable to running water.

"" Respond to my voice, wash and purify all impurities! "

"No, don't. Wow! Stop it, please!!

Bubba laughs at vampires who petition like no other as soon as they are about to be poked at for their weakness.

If you had time to do that, you could have jumped and jammed the chant.

- You moving corpse, did you even rot your brain miso?

"" Hydro Stream: Ah!!

From the end of the stamp, a torrent erupts. White foaming running water also kills everything in front of you in the dark.

"What the fuck!! Oh, it even has to rain!! but bobble!?

The vampire figure and the cursed caged cry all sank into the water.

"Ku, ku ha! Though immortal, many years have not passed..."

Untie the structure that releases the surgery and breathe with your shoulders.

I suddenly felt my body weaken. It is a lack of magic.

The target is a vampire. In case you miss a single weakness, running water, you unleashed the technique to wipe out a considerable area. The price was this sudden depletion of magic.

"Why... why... And the year is not something I don't want to take... at all."

And.

Truth be told, she had another cause of this fatigue.

"What... how about the technique..."

Magic can be solved.

In the wake of the recoil that forced the use of high-altitude magic, and the lack of magic, the operative formula that was activated from the beginning disappears.

The rain kept coming down as if to wash off the makeup.

"- Hmm. Is it about time?

Zuzun, and the giant's footsteps sounded.

In the sudden rain, fighting continues inside.

The demons do not try to force themselves to attack, but hunt and stand with one and the other, cunningly surrounding the elves.

Oddly enough, the aim of the demon was generally adulthood. Kill young elves in turn from the aged, as they deliberately leave them.

"These guys...... are you kidding me about letting the young people live!?

Birche's father shouts, guessing so.

If you do think that way, this situation is also easy to understand. Interpret adults who are difficult to handle and strip children and young people.

The idea was like...

"Father. Do you think there are human thoughts behind this raid?

Yes, it was a human idea to capture elves as slaves.

To my daughter's enquiry, my father groans.

"I don't think the power to manipulate all this demon belongs to humans, but that's exactly how it moves. Normally we go from weak to weak in order, so be it!

As I say, I shoot and kill an orga who comes near me. And one tongue punch.

"Whoa! The arrow's cut! Who, don't you have it!?

"It's not even here! Hit the other one!

"I don't even have it! Mostly, where do you say the arrows are left!?

Coming here, the elves were starting to run out of arrows, too.

Birche was also magically supportive for the lack of a bow, but that's also the limit. Magic is almost empty.

I overused my bow and magic against my cyclops opponents in the Ode Wars. The single-eyed giant, protected by some technique, still retains its iron walls. A magician who can break an array would be about as long as a bubble. Had I known it and kept it warm, I would still have had eyes.

"What about the Chief and Bubba?!? Weren't you going to rush me!?

"You saw the lightning earlier, long magic! They're fighting, too!

Neither of them seems to have been able to come here because someone stopped them.

And

- Zung.

"Hiya!?

The cyclops are coming over here to step up the pressure again.

There was no distinction between the screams that went up belonged to me or to someone else, Barche.

(Oh, don't be frightened! I guess I'm a hunter in the woods!?

I can't stop trembling from the core of my body, even though I desperately tell myself.

The elves around you are similar.

(Ugh... Huh!

Overwhelming battle power difference. The support of the chiefs who still don't show up. All in all, a desperate situation.

The Elves' will was about to break.

...... Do you want to get some rest?

(I don't like it...)

There are zero tears falling out of my eyes.

How dare you, this is what the hunters of the Witte expose themselves to in public?

But I'm not going to blame it on anyone.

In fact, she was a good survivor.

"Yihihi... no more... we're going to die..."

Some of them broke at their limits a long time ago.

Think of it, it would be cute enough for a little girl to cry out one.

You may praise her for being a temperamental child for just making her tears go away without speaking up.

"Barche......"

The voice of my father, who hung up on my daughter, was unchanging.

If his speculation - that the enemy's purpose is the figure of a young elf - is correct, Barchet will not have to die. But if an elf woman falls into captivity, it's not strange that it's the harder eyes than death. Even if the guesswork was wrong, he still just dies here.

Given that, how much is the anguish of being a father?

Something happened to my mother. Though he let them escape in the name of his liaison, Rikanaka is now the hunting ground for the demons. Probably not alive. When I thought of it, Birche felt his chest crumble, too. So will my father.

Zuzun...

The giant approaches.

Along with that, the demons narrow the circle of siege as well.

Have you finally come to visit Todome?

(I don't like it...!

There were no bows and arrows, and the magic ran out.

Do they hang on the claw fangs of the demons as they are, or do they fall with the captives of those who draw threads behind them, as my father thought?

I didn't like both.

(Because I haven't even seen Chaga yet......!

We had a fight six months ago, and I was worried about him.

It's too sad that that's the last conversation.

I wanted to see him again and make up for it. At least, I wanted to see your face.

(Chaga......!

Monsters creeping closer.

Which one jumps at the beginning?

Manticore, Diawolf, Auga, Troll.

Birche stiffened himself to the signs of the approaching demon.

At that time,

"... Birche!

The walls of the house behind you are magically breached.

And for the first time in half a month, a nostalgic face flew in.

"Char, Ga?

Speak with incredible thoughts of the name of the person who landed beside you in disguise.

"Heh, heh... I thought I couldn't go indoors with the demon shapes, so I broke through the house, but it sounds like you got it right."

Even let me throw up such strengths.

The making laughter had drawn me, my voice, my hands and feet were trembling, but I still felt something brave somewhere.

"How could..."

"Hey, kid! What have you been up to!?

Why are you here, blocking the word, and my father screams.

Chaga, in contrast, showed them pointing to the hole in the house that came through.

"... you!

"Mother, you!?

It was Barche's mother who was rushing outside.

He's alive, he gave it to me...!

"My little mother changed her blood phase and ran around outside, wondering what it was, and there was that big fat ass. I tried to rush it, because it was full of foster demons..."

"First, I gathered the arrows with Chaga while I was running away."

That's what I said. I'll give you the arrow bundle I brought.

Oh, and the surviving elves raise their voices.

"Arrows! We can still fight!

"... for one thing, tell them inside a house where demons are difficult to get through and head outside one by one! If you're in a birch forest, it should be narrow for a large demon, and the protection of the Spirit will speed up the recovery of magic."

"Wait, Chaga. Is that going to get you ahead of yourself when you get out of the house?

"That's why... he has a nose."

At Chaga's feet, that wolf demon rushes.

As a barchet, I cannot forbid the appearance of complicated thoughts, but in some cases. My father also asked with a difficult face.

"... can you use it?

"Thanks to her, we got here safely, didn't we?

My mother strokes the wolf of the devil to work. Believe it or not, it would be good.

And Chaga turns to Birche.

"Birche, give this to you too."

That's what I've said and handed her, her bow and arrow.

"Cha, Chaga? What about this..."

"When I went to the arsenal to pick up the arrows, I left them with you. Think you're in trouble without this, too."

That's what he says, scratching his cheeks with lightness.

... The bow I hadn't held in my hand in a long time was still firmly familiar with Barchet's hand.

Pins and vitality return to the shriveled ears.

I have a bow and arrow in my hand. Beside me is my partner, who spent many years with me.

From six months ago to today, the pieces missing from her fill up.

The hunter's consciousness... the feeling of fighting, he's back.

"Chaga...... thanks"

"Say it's good. Because I'm weak... strong. If I can help you, that's fine."

"And I'm sorry. I said terrible things before."

"This way, I'm sorry. I didn't think about what would help Birche. I didn't think about what was at stake."

I just exchanged all those words and I feel the pan melting like a lie.

Haven't you been bothered for half a month without being able to do such an easy thing? I think it's ridiculous.

"Hey, don't bluff, you guys! The battle is still going on!

"" Ha, ha!

My father's drink brought two voices together.

Watching that face float a bitterly smiling object, he releases an arrow on his bow.

- One arrow.

First of all, Diawolf - shot and killed one blasphemous demon who only made him look like a wolf in shape, aimed at a throat whistle. Not dull, even for the first time in half a month, this bow works exactly as an extension of your hands and feet!

Release the arrows of succession with joy there.

Aim is Auga. Poking an arrow into the orbit penetrates the brain and dies instantly. Elf's bow is a magic bow. If a protected user releases an arrow, the power outweighs the crossbow as well.

Ooh, ooh, and the elves around me were enlivened.

... I can do it. Cyclops are hard on boulders, but it's not hard to cut through otherwise elephant. Through the escape route presented by Chaga, to the woods first. Afterwards, he joins Master Nagababa and uses his power as his foe. I feel like I can't do it. No, I can do it!

"Yay, we can still do it! We still have hope!

One of my buddies shouted delightfully.

Birche feels the same way.

Yes, we can still do it!

- But it came.

"Dude, isn't that a little fast?

From above, a voice descends.

The rain stopped. As abruptly as it begins to descend, the rain clouds disappear.

The moonlight plugged in again, illuminating the area.

And someone who floats in the universe and stares at the people inside.

"Dark...... elves?

Vibrant silver hair at night and a brown contrast that blends into the shade at night.

Extending from the side head is the same long ear as the elf.

Sure, that was a dark elf woman.

And Birche knew about the woman.

The woman who covered her left eye with an eyelid.

"Dry,?

Two weeks ago, I saved Birche, lost in the Black Forest, a dark elf that he was a slave to adventurers.

Why are you here now?

No, that's good. Birche knows that she is a tremendous user wizard. With the help of Dry, this herd of demons will also be able to be banished.

"Birche, do you know that guy?

Chaga asks me strangely.

Of course, Birche answered it immediately,

"Oh, that guy..."

Answer,

"... huh? Huh...?

Answer,

"... Huh!? Huh...!!!!

Answer, I can't.

I suddenly got stuck in my breath and couldn't speak.

Only my lips move painfully and I can't get meaningful words on my tongue.

"Duh, what's wrong, Birche!? Hold on!

"What!? What the hell is wrong with you!?

Chaga shakes my shoulder.

The parents are busily comparing their abnormal daughter to a sudden intruder.

Dry looked down delightfully at the suffering barchet.

A delightfully distorted eye unites the giant's monocular eye with his impression.

"Damn, you're a simple daughter. If it's painful to talk about me, you can talk about something else."

"- What! - What!? - Whoa!!

I didn't know what that meant.

What the hell is Dry talking about?

Why are you laughing at Birche suffering?

"What did you... do to Birche!?

Dry grins deeper and deeper at Chaga screaming with anger.

It's a grin that feels cruel like a cat waving a caught rat.

"Whoa, whoa, what's so mucky...... oh well. You're a kid named Chaga?

"Duh, how did you get my name...!?

The stunner was the same for Birche.

I didn't tell Dry about Chaga then. He was always with us. He was supposed to be the subject of costumes, but for some reason he smelled so bright that he avoided talking.

And yet, why does she know Chaga?

"Hum. It's also troublesome to explain. I'm going to solve the problem now, so guess what she's like."

I said, Dry rang his fingers with his pussy.

At the same time, something can play in the barche.

- Memories began to play the truth about that night.

"- Then you start going through the junction and putting it inside..."

While his head flutters and his thoughts are uncertain, Birche speaks as much as he knows honestly about what has been asked.

The size of the inside, the population, the conspicuous strong, and the way out of the junction.

Most of that was something to keep secret, but I don't see why I have to hide it.

Looking at her 'left eye', I feel like I have to do whatever I'm ordered to do.

Dry sat satisfied when Birche spoke of washing.

"Complete. I could hear most of what I wanted to hear."

"... thank you"

"But I'm a little concerned. Let me ask you something about that, too.

"... yes, ask me anything"

Admittedly, Dry glanced at Swordswallowing and asked.

"In the middle of a nagging story before I used this' eye ', I felt signs of something hidden from your words. Probably not a big deal, just in case. Talk about it, too."

Birche's body trembles.

"........................... sorry, do. I can't tell you."

"What? Why, why hide it?... Say it"

Dry's 'left eye' emits a purple light.

Within the sight of it, Birche's sense of resistance also melts little by little.

"... what I was hiding was about Chaga."

"What, is that?

"... my hunting partner"

"I don't know. Why did you hide that?

"... Shame on you, I do, because"

Dry looks surprised at the answer.

She said she didn't understand.

But Barchet, who loses his resistance, goes on to say the word on his own with a potpout.

"... it's very important about him, but I can't say it well.... but I'm scared to say something weird about him... embarrassed..."

"You're not making any sense. Was it even an unorganized matter on the inside of this little girl..."

"... I'm a lousy mouth... I can't explain well to people what's good about him... but it's... embarrassing and... sad..."

"In short, are you a hungry ghost porn shark? Shit, I wasted my magic.... Enough"

The dry mouthfeel doesn't seem to bother me.

I took care of myself and kept it deep, but I was treated like that, and Bachet had a chest ache.

The woman standing in front of her continued her conversation without adhering to it.

"In the meantime, do you just keep your mouth sealed?... okay? Your inside is exclusive, and I don't know what feelings the inside will have about the rest of us. Are you sad that life's benefactor seems bad to you?

"... Yes, I'm sad"

"All right, good boy....... so barche. It's absolutely a secret to the people inside, isn't it? Oh, and. Other than this promise, forget the story I've told you since I showed you my 'left eye'. All right?"

"... Yes, it was"

Barchet is stunned by the memory he brings back.

I told you everything. The place inside, the way in, the details of the force, everything that surrounds this raid, I told myself.

(All, all for that...?

The exasperation of the monster that hangs the siege. The odor emitted by the wreckage of the fighting and dead elves.

They blend together and stir violently inside the chest.

- It's your fault.

And I thought someone whispered.

One of the scattered bodies, the eye of one of my dead companions, feels blamed for this one.

- They're here, we're dead, it's your fault.

Birche feels his stomach has been eagled.

The sourness grew from the back of his throat, and he returned it without hesitation.

"Ugh......!? Whoa, yeah..."

"Birche!? Are you all right?

Chaga is gently rubbing my back. But it doesn't make it any easier.

I threw it out later and my stomach was still cramped even though I ran out of throwing up.

Dry is looking down from above.

"Ooh, ooh. I thought she was a little fatter in the liver, but she's a lot brittler than I expected?

"You! What did you do to our daughter!?

To the voice of my father, the woman who committed the crime sighed deeply.

"I told you earlier, didn't I? He told me to guess what happened to my daughter there on my own. But isn't it a hassle to explain? It's no use, it's no use.... Totally, they're ill-conceived. Now it's suspicious if you can work your way home."

I mean, you're the culprit in this case.

"... I'm really not guessing. Now what? You've been watching it and you didn't get it?

Dry says to teach the incompetent students.

To that behavior, the surviving elves around them also begin to swallow things.

"That dark elf, the culprit?

"Manipulating all this demons? Stupid, what's the purpose?

"No, more than that."

One person sees Birche with an insurance eye.

"Are you telling me that you put a spell on Bachelor and asked him about this inside? In other words, the cause is-"

"It's your fault... Birche...!

Many gazes pierced her.

I'm looking at this one with a face my father and mother said was incredible.

Chaga's hand, accompanied by his back, was also shaking.

(Ya, stop...)

I can't stand being seen with that eye.

"Wow, you were fooling me...?

I can't stand it and call for a dry one with an unexpected glance.

I still couldn't believe where the culprit was her.

I wanted you to tell me it was a joke. I wanted this nightmarish night to be all lies.

But Dry just laughs horribly.

"Deceived you? Don't say bad things to people. I never lied to you, did I?

"Weren't you one of the adventurers!? This, this is not what ordinary adventurers do!

"Congratulations, daughter of the white elf. I don't remember saying I was a legitimate adventurer. You just took the liberty of lifting your guard because you saved him from the demons once. Damn, and a normal adventurer would be harmful enough in there, wouldn't he?

"You must have been destroyed once! Yet why repeat it yourself!?

"I told you then. Didn't I? I don't care anymore. So there's no need to be casual."

"Look, I care about my people... and why are you doing this?"

"Isn't that surprising? This is an action that serves the interests of our people. Elves are used in a variety of ways. I'd be happy to catch a few of you."

"In the woods, I came to hunt..."

"Oh, to catch these demons alive. I also had a broken bone in the boulder for this number. It takes time to fully dominate, especially cyclops. That's what scared the hell out of you. Oh, I'm sorry about that."

Dry's words were met with a single-eyed giant laughing low.

At that time, Birche encountered a cyclops who got lost in the Black Forest. Is it true that that was already the demon of this dark elf? So you pulled back so easily?

"Everything... set it up from the beginning..."

"What's wrong with people?"

Dark Elf's face was further distorted into malice.

"It's all a coincidence that I found out that you guys are in here. I wouldn't have noticed that day if it weren't for the pigs to follow them deep enough to get out of the junction."

"... eh"

"Heh heh, I appreciate it, Birche? Thanks to you, I even dressed up as you to the Lord's achievements, didn't I?

"Ah..."

Out of your body, you lose your strength.

"Birche!?

Chaga stood by her when she was about to fall.

Still can't stand without strength.

I mean, it's all my fault, Birche thought.

(What... is the hunter of the forest that protects the inside...)

- Because I met Dry that day.

- Because I went on my own to tailor the pig and got lost in the Black Forest.

- Because she put it up in the hunting habit.

- I mean, there was something about me, so this is what happened.

(I think of myself as such a big deal, so this...!

Regret, guilt and self-loathing swell up unstoppably.

I was scared and couldn't stop my body trembling.

It is not fear of death or pain.

I was afraid to admit that my raw was pointless and worthless and, no, on the contrary, only harmful. And I was horrified I had to admit it.

('Cause everyone... they say with their eyes that I'm bad...)

The surviving companions are shooting at Birche with their earliest eyes to see the enemy.

- It's your fault.

- Is it because the bow arm stands and this is the kind of person who was frightened?

- I'm not a hunter such as you...... no, I'm not even a proud Witte elf.

A gaze with such intent in silence was piercing all over his body.

Nor can my father say anything, distorting my face to a painful expression.

My mother used to grate when she said she still didn't know what it meant.

Chaga's hand, accompanied by her shoulder, is gripping her body so painfully.

Now it's just that even that warmth was going to be lost in the next moment, and that's all I was afraid of.

"Kuck. When did you hate the shame of your fellow countrymen more than the enemy in front of you? Difficult, white elf. That's why it's so easy to attack and destroy."

A dark elf woman laughs delightfully.

The hand hung on the eyelid covering his left eye.

"So let's go with the finish"

And the hidden purple eyes were exposed...

"Eh! It's not good, Chaga!

"Bye, Birche!?

Birche was moving reflexively.

Covering Chaga's eyes with his hands, he pulls his hand straight away and rushes out back.

That's the eye. That suspicious left eye is the root of Dry's alien powers. Once operated, Barchet tried not to look at it based on his resurrected memory.

"... was it the enemy who solved the technique so that he could not suffocate to death like that? I didn't know you still had that kind of energy."

Dry's abominable voice is showered on his back.

My father, my mother, and the surviving elves stood looking at the purple glance of the dry.

"Oh, don't look at those eyes! Devil's Eye! I'll be irresistible!

"Is that the woman's hand...!

Desperate to pull Chaga's hand and escape the scene.

It's not like I don't blame my parents for leaving, but there's nothing I can do about it now.

And give me Chaga... I didn't want to lose him. I didn't want him taken away.

Someone who's leaning up to me to the end. Valued partner. Or something more important than that.

He's the only one left in Barche who's lost everything in his mission, his pride.

My head was confused, my heart was about to break, but all I had left was the feeling I didn't want to lose him.

(Let it go, at least, only Chaga needs to get away......!

Birche doesn't know what happens if Dry catches you.

But follow the abominable demons and fall into the hands of those who have killed so many elves. I was certain I would see worse than half a slave.

I don't care what happens to me like this anymore, I just need to let him get away with it.

That's all on your chest, pull him.

"Shit.... don't make me take the trouble. Well, you can let the demon chase you, but is that what scares you of an accident?

The two of us jump into the hole in the wall that Chaga vacated to get here.

Just before that,

"Hmm. This magic will hold you back intact."

Birche felt that some unsportsmanlike magic wrapped itself around him.