"Ha!

Ride through the slapping blow on your left foreleg and shake your spear up to snap it up.

The lion's head shook its head and dodged.

I read the right forefoot pulling the tail of my temper approaching the horizontal giraffe, and backstep it -

And in the motion of shaking off his right forefoot, the dragon's neck came to my front.

Exhalation of flames trying to be exhaled (firebraces).

When Wyburn was on the brink, he clasped his neck and dodged it.

But right after I flew away, and now that my center of gravity is pointing backwards, I can't jump in like I did then.

So put up a shield and hoard your legs for a long time.

Be prepared for the flames that will be emitted.

This is a red fire (...).

If it were white or blue or a cold flame, I might have done everything I could to escape.

There's a chance that if you suck, your eyeballs will boil in an instant, you'll suffer a major burn and become incapacitated.

…… but a red flame can be used.

In a previous life, it's something everyone learns in science.

The red flame looks hot but the lowest temperature flame.

As the flames turn hot, they change color from red to yellow, yellow to white, and white to blue.

Of course, I don't know how far that kind of previous laws of physics can be adapted in this world, but it helps to arouse the courage to penetrate.

Even Menel didn't die instantly! For a moment, I'll be fine! There's protection too!

It's a lukewarm flame! Go in without hesitation!

When I told him that and covered his face with a shield, he closed his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and penetrated.

Less than a second later, he packed an intermission and slammed a shield into the mouth of a large, open subdragon.

Hands on.

Several fangs splashed and the braces interrupted.

You didn't think you were coming in the brace from the front, Kimyra stiffens for a moment.

At that moment,

"'Norm, jump up the rubble! You strike the enemy with your fists!

Menel's Rock Fist (Stonefist) spell.

The river floor is filled with rounded stones.

They jumped up towards the broad abdomen of Kimyra, as if they were fists that could be poked up.

"- Huh!

A strong voice of anguish was raised.

Once in a fall, he hits me in the stomach intensely and probably even does it to the bone, Kimaira.

Again, it won't be an accumulation of widespread blows to the belly.

... Menel spears through the neck of the subdragon, who thinks his aim is oblivious.

At the same time he felt a response and immediately rolled into hand, turning the spear as he stepped in, he jumped up a stone poke.

Raise the lion's head jaw.

Then Kimyra came to grab it with both forelegs.

Lion's head blocks the front forcefully and the forefoot pinches wide from left to right. There is no escape.

"Acceleration"!

Other than above (...), there is none.

Almost leaps straight up.

I have not used the Acceleration Word, which I have always used before, in the Battle of Kimyra.

For some reason, the scaffolding is simply too bad.

If you accelerate and slide your foot with the stone around it, the momentum of the acceleration can mean that you will hit the rock face to face.

Unlike Menel, who ignores the area and runs around as a guerrilla in Tsubasa's Shoes (Wing Boots), I didn't use high-speed manoeuvres that far this time.

So this is a move that Kimyra doesn't know about.

For a moment, Kimyra, who lost sight of me, noticed and looked up - she was blinded by the sunlight.

"'Norm, Norm, take your legs! Stiffen it up, tie it up, nail it!

Simultaneously unleashed by Menel, the Restraint (Hold) spell.

Perfect timing.

"Yahhhhhhhh!!!

When I set up the Moon with the sun on my back, I left it to the momentum of the fall to plunge into the lion's head.

Handle the skin, meat, and pierce the bones. Impact of landing.

Attempt to continue the fight. but I can't get my spear out.

I panicked for a moment, took my hand off the spear and flew away, realizing.

- Kimyra was already desperate.

It makes sense not to fall out.

The short spear "Pale Moon" penetrated Kimyra's lion's head and stood on the ground.

Looking back, the Warcraft sweep battle was over.

Most golems are damaged and stop working.

Oil is mostly burned out, from some smoking fire, sparse black smoke.

Beyond that black smoke, now the last warcraft fell and fell.

Signs that everyone will explore the enemy.

But there are no further signs of standing and moving.

"- You won, didn't you?"

"I won."

"I did it."

Gradually, the two letters of victory permeate everyone's brain.

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Explosive, shouted joy.

Everyone is laughing, rejoicing, touching their hands, tearing and holding each other.

Of course, there is an aftermath, but all I have to do is think about it later.

"Will."

And, Menel came this way.

Looking at Kimyra, he was often silent.

I saw my lips small, granny, I did it, and it moved.

…………

He turned this way silently as he was.

The right palm resting beside his face, pointing at him like a light.

Seeing that, I laughed more and set up my right palm as well.

"Good luck!"

Pan, meet your hands in a loud voice.

"You did it, Menel! Thanks, thanks to Menel!

"Hmm.... thank god, the conch!

Slowly, trembling joy seeps into my heart as well.

It's been a long time since I've had such an achievement.

When the three of you taught me, I never experienced "working with people."

Such memories in the previous life are already in sight.

So now. Finally, now.

It's been a long time, or the first time, since we've all done this.

With friends. …… all of us!

"No... I did it -!!

And, poking up and jumping at my arms, as my body shows me the joy of gushing up again.

We won! We did it!

This will not burn the village for the time being.

Still floating momentum, hold onto the menel.

"I did it, I did it!

"Oh! Stop it, I don't have a hobby for guys to hug me!

"I won! I won, I did it!!

"Damn, I'm not listening! Don't get weird every now and then Coz............!

"…… Me, huh?

"You're listening!

… well.

Was it just now?

I do feel that I have unilaterally certified friends and become familiar with them. Sometimes I feel like I have quite a few things.

I felt dizzy.

"Be careful in the future..."

"You don't have to!

I was told.

"Don't be shy.... or you. If you hold it in, it will be an error, so make it a habit to spit it out!

I don't know if I can beat him up and stop him next time! I was told.

"If there's a next time, will you hit me again and stop me?

"Hopefully."

Menel murmured to make sure I was beaten down next time.

And then, uh, mumble it a few times.

"Including my cousin Uzza and the part where he runs wild... because he's a douchebag"

I said.

Apparently, that one in the fight wasn't my mistake or my delusion.

It makes me happy. It's not like I want to jump, it's like I'm dying.

"……… Hey."

"What is it?"

"Say it again!

"Huh!?

"One more time! Friends! I want to hear it!

"Suddenly we're on the same side again - huh!?

"Eh!"

Speaking to each other like that, you'll be alone.

- The wind blows through.

The sky looking up from the valley was clear with tease.

- The ruins are further back in the valley.

It existed between the rocks and the trees.

It is a fairly large stone ruin, surrounded by stone walls.

If the entrance is large, the passage is large, and the rooms are large.

From the shaping, it probably used to be a temple - no, that feels different too.

I'm away from people, and I guess it was a monastery where clerics work for training, like Marie asked me one day.

"The investigation was roughly completed"

While walking, Mr. Leistoff and Anna explain to me.

I was here to delegate the end of the valley to Menel, including treatment, pursuit of the escaped Warcraft, and stripping of useful parts.

… The hand that was struck on the investigation of the mystery of Kimyra and the Warcraft was the precursor to this man.

Warcraft that erupt an incredible amount of annoyance.

If that's what's causing this…… and it's a big idea, but if it's manipulative.

The presence was confirmed behind the valley, this site was extremely suspicious.

"We broke in here while you caught the eye of the Warcraft, beginning with Kimyra.

First, a troublesome warcraft attacked me from behind the pillars. That's him. "

The first room of its ruins. Columns rise. There was a warcraft figure.

The body of a giant bird reminiscent of a rooster, the tail of a snake.

It's Cocatrice, the petrified bird.

Humanless giants are quite a threat to exhale petrification from their mouths.

I learned it from Gus a long time ago, but his head was pierced with a blow from his mouth to his back of his head.

The tail of the snake was just cut off with a knife to return.

It doesn't feel gorgeous.

That sword, which is aimed precisely at the steeple on the shortest path, is tasteless and dry and unforgiving.

It's a practical sword.

"I destroyed it immediately, but several people, including me, were partially petrified. Anna's prayers have cured her."

Mr. Leistoff's right arm sleeve is torn.

".............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Protect me. - Excuse me."

When I asked, Anna apologized. [M]

No, it's not something I can blame for running into Kimyra's braces.

"Protecting the healer was necessary."

The user of a completely talented prayer technique is invaluable.

Mr. Leistov and his associates did not have any users either, so the danger was ready and Anna was in charge of supporting them this time.

Nevertheless, it suited my dangerous eyes. I need to thank Mr. Leistov and the others for standing around sheltering me.

"After that, we explored…"

Go around the room one after the other.

The room where the monks once lived was converted to a cage of warcraft.

Strange magic formations have been laid and there are signs that various experiments have been conducted.

... Again, this series of Warcraft damage is a manipulation.

Although,

"The other party is after the retreat. Took the back."

Materials and the like were burned down everywhere, and there are traces of hasty withdrawals.

However, Mr. Leistoff says he secured some material left behind, either something that fled rather hastily.

"Bring it later to the Sage Academy in White Sails from you."

"The College of the Wise (Academy) … Was it a training institution for wizards?"

"You must be a magical user of ancient language, too. They talk to each other faster."

... Speaking of which, I was too hasty and the Temple had not greeted the College anyway.

Since I left that city of the dead, I've been interrupting my study of Words, and I need to say hello once and follow the process of borrowing books.

"But the other person's identity is obvious. Given the effort and knowledge involved, mislead is also unlikely"

"What do you mean?

When I say you can tell by looking at it, Mr. Leistoff walks around once.

Through the aisle. My vision flickers.

It was the chapel of the monastery.

It reminds me of that temple in the city of the dead, the vast space where the statues of the gods were worshipped -

"Ah..."

But all the statues of the gods had their faces cut off.

Breaking all the giant statues is laborious.

Cutting off faces to make the statue "nothing" is an act scattered in the history of previous life.

From what I can see, the statue of the god of lightning (Gracefield) is also taken from the face of the robe.

… blasphemous and insulting.

Only by gaining faith in this world comes a sense of abhorrence and strong anger at the act even more.

And the chapel wall. The inscribed Word in honor of God has been cut off.

- It was engraved with the crest of "Arm Grabbing the Circular Ring (Diarigma)".

The evil god of Nara. God in the outer dimension. God of the Devils (Demon) - Dimensional God Diarigma.

The streak is a multitude of "Words" that honor the Dimensional God, portrayed in strange styles that glow.

"... the demons of Narita."

City of the Dead. Upper kings of the things that will be permanently robbed. That seal. Hundreds of heroes. Three Yingjie. Immortal intervention.

That's right.

- Where am I? The baby took me to the city of the dead.

Look up silently at the crest engraved in a high position.

I felt a slight tremor in the "Eat Up (Overeater)" raised.