When I realized it, the sun was tilting and the sky was starting to stain red.
The countless stretches of orange brick roofs that reflect the sunset are like a sea plain.
And beyond that orange sea plain, like a boulder protruding, you can see the castle of White Asia far away.
In the wind, control posture in the air with slightly envious emotions in the clouds that drift unknowingly, such as the bloody commotion of the outside world.
Although we manage to land on the roof tile,
"~ ~, ooh!
and severe pain.
The impact echoes in the right arm where two crossbow arrows (bolts) were shot in.
"Will......"
to Lunaria, who confirms the wound and makes a crying face,
"I'm fine, I'm fine. - This is still me, isn't it?
Try to be strong, etc., but these injuries really don't get used to forever, and what hurts hurts.
There is something quite spiritual about the fact that the pain is pure and the metal stick is growing from my arm.
Honestly, I think I'm going to cry too.
But I couldn't help crying, so I went to check the situation.
"Are you hurt?
"Yeah. It's okay - although I was very surprised"
Lunaria with a frightened look, but smiling.
It's a pretty exciting situation, and if that's all you can say, it's a big deal.
"Be a little more patient."
"You can say that often with such injuries..."
"It's a war."
Make a bright voice once again, having a conversation, but quickly confirm your injuries.
Two crossbow arrows (bolts) landed on the shoulder and forearm of the right arm.
The current situation is very painful, and if you move it or attempt to open or close your palms, an intolerable severe pain will strike you - it should be seen as almost unusable.
I would like to heal with prayer if possible, but I have to say that it is a bad hand to pull through this crossbow arrow (bolt) at the mercy of my strength here.
It seems that the return of the product is also eggy, so if you pull it out, you will have to be prepared for quite severe pain, and if you do it poorly, only the product will come off in your body.
In addition, pulling out is not an immediate and complete recovery with prayer, beyond being struck by multiple vicious curses.
If you make a forceful incision and let it penetrate, you won't be able to escape, but it's better to move with a prick and heal after battle rather than standing around with a lot of bleeding.
However, I pray deeply and detoxify the poison only with regard to the fierce poison that was applied to it.
… but there is a feeling of resistance. I guess I haven't completely let it go off, I also feel a little numb.
Under the circumstances of being questioned for reactions of less than a few seconds comma, it is harsh for the body not to move as it wishes, but fortunately the toxicity resistance of this body with dragon factors is considerable.
A little more, it would pass like this.
- I mean, conclusion, we can still go!
That temple hill rises behind my brain and Brad screams.
When it's good, it's natural to have a strong warrior when it's full, he said.
In action, "good" or "full" moves away with horrible momentum whenever they exchange blades and fists.
It's "malaise" and "imperfection" to hang out with, and the weakness that goes with it.
I already know that it is true warriors who are exhausted, wounded, and excited as spirits of fright and stiffness invade their hearts.
"Oh, Will.........!
I hear wings twitching.
When the winged demons think they've jumped up from between the surrounding buildings, they look around and capture us.
The mouth of a strangely shaped demon - a nitwit and distorted like a three day moon.
Don't miss it, but it's like saying.
Joy and a laugh distorted by abuse.
"... eh"
Lunaria turns to me silently for that frightening look.
The spinning arm tightened me tight.
…………
Oh, the demons will think they pushed me now.
I suppose you think you can win.
I guess that's how you think I got away with it.
"……… should I ask you not to lick it?
Strip the fangs.
Do you think I escaped upstairs? [M]
If that's what you think, that's what you're losing.
The devils put up their swords.
"-" Thunder Stripe's (Tonitrus) "," Spider web (Araneum) "!!
At that moment, a loud noise rang like a torn bell or a cannon.
Binding the mana, The Word changes, and the lightning branches and rushes through the space.
A scorching smell of the atmosphere that irritates the nasal cavity.
"Giggle!?
The devils' tall screams.
The radially spreading net of thunder captured, burned and shot off the winged demons.
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If we escape to the roof, a lot of crossbowmen can't target us because of the angle.
Winged individuals will come after us, but there are few individuals with the ability to fly in the first place, and there are almost no objects in the air that can be shielded.
By the time you get out, you can feed on a wide range of magic.
More intense thunder sounds from The Word of Thunder and thunder lights rushing up to heaven should soon tell us that there is a battle going on here that is big enough to activate powerful magic.
Clerical warriors, knights, and guards will also come fully equipped and gathered.
And then...
"Buy time, just!
To the ear, the noise of the wind.
Run on the roof.
Above the street, a few meters of cliff-through jumping thoughtfully with Lunaria.
At the same time as landing,
"" Tie (Conciliat) "," Track (Sequitur) "
Speak the Word, which has its aftermath,
"Ice Arrow (Sagitta Graciers)"!
Shoot an arrow of ice in the back.
The unleashed arrows drew an arc as they pulled the tail of Snowflake, climbed to the roof and struck straight at the one of the droppers (Spawn) who tried to chase us.
bursting sound. An arrow-shaped ice crystal can be played and scattered along with a clear sound out of place.
Dropping back into that blow, the demon rolled off the edge of the roof, involving a follow-up.
I'll make sure of that while I run on the roof. [M]
What we need is time.
To some extent, if you run around on the roof, you can expect immediate reinforcements.
But the demons are desperate, too.
Although the winged individual almost seems to have been hit by the Thunder Sayings earlier, they still crawl onto the roof one after the other and follow the neighboring roof side by side.
"Shah!"
The hell with the sword swinging in from the roof next door.
"Let it!
Make your toes compact and kick your fingers in the grip of the pattern.
Demons whose faces are distorted by severe pain, their crushed hands soaked, swords that fly through the universe.
In that moment, he twisted his axial leg further, kicking the side of the chase with the same kick leg.
The demon fell off the roof as it was and into the street.
There was a sound of meat crushing.
From the bottom, passers-by scream.
"Run! It's the devil!"
As I called, I stomped through and flew to the roof of a slightly taller building.
Keep at the top of the roof - jump over the building and head to the flat across the street.
So I crouched,
"Gih!?
I ambushed a few of the demons that came after me and fed them to the body.
A few more fell off again, quite intense falling noise.
Running out again, now there's three demons standing in the way of where they're going.
The muscular ones, swollen up by snoring, hold a heavy circular shield and a stick full of thorns like a shorter sleeve.
…………
After taking it with a circle shield, I think you're going to wrap that thorn around me or Lunaria's clothes and stop it.
With a scratch on one hand and a Lunaria on the other, I can't hold that. A little dangerous.
For a moment, I thought...
"I'm sorry, throw."
and apologized to Lunaria, who held
"Eh? Nah -?"
And I threw her.
Dragon rigidity, thoughtful, sky-high.
- I heard a scream ripping silk.
Keep going toward the three demons of the circle shield and sleeve.
The demons seem frightened by my actions, but they still fall deep on the roof and put up a circle shield so that the two of them can support it at the head of the whole thing.
They will either take my blow with a shield or they will slap me in the sleeve with a return blow.
The circle shield structure is quite something to enter the hall.
They'll cover you with that circular shield, no matter where you aim for your toes, or your head.
In contrast, I put my palm bottom on the side while I was walking.
On the shield I erected (...), I struck a blow head-on.
Boom.
I guess I didn't think you'd bother to target the hardest place for the three of us.
The stripped demons stepped back on their feet - and where they
"Hey, hey, hey, hey!!
I push harder. [M]
The demons resisted, but sloppily retreated - as they were, stepping off the roof.
The falling demons, along with a few off tiles.
Who said the ground is a weapon?
Fighting at height is the height itself that holds your opponent back.
You don't have to lose your opponent's protection, you just have to punch him with your built muscles.
So what we need is more lightness and a sense of equilibrium than heaviness.
I thought it was a bad idea to get along with the ground war feeling.
"KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Jump.
I try to take Lunaria in the air, who has fallen with screams, and swing it to scatter the inertia of the fall before stopping holding her.
Landing, coming after me, confirming the demons with much less left, while resuming the walk of disease.
Step on a number of subtly different colored roof tiles and jump.
While twisting himself, jump diagonally down to the roof of a slightly lower building on a different street.
Lunaria said that
"Ah... hi, ah..."
Still, she opened and closed her mouth with tears.
"…… sorry. You scared the shit out of me."
One word while I feel sincerely sorry for you.
That said, it's quite enough that she screams and relieves herself of all this.
That's what I thought.
"Oh!
Lunaria accidentally suppressed her mouth, turning bright red,
"Bye, fool! You idiot! Unbelievable!
He followed my flank. [M]
Ouch.
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The wind winds.
He walks, leaps, sometimes unleashes magic, and kicks the demon that sometimes approaches him.
I keep Lunaria in my arms and continue my escape play on the roof.
- There is something appealing to the feeling of being dilated for the dragon factor.
Perhaps it is time for reinforcements to arrive.
That way the demons will be swept away, and this matter will be over.
Yeah, that's when I thought.
――……
The roof over there.
That Captain Talpida led several demons and stood in front of us.
Commander's own stalling.
Have you finally been pushed -? And this is the moment I thought about it for a moment.
Tarpida, strangely tentacled by her little face, raised her hand...
"" "" Fire Arrow (Sagitta Flameum) "Huh!
The demons unleash the magic of the arrows of fire.
However, there is no problem with the degree of shooting.
With the Sacred Shield prayer, we will consolidate our protection.
"... Huh?
At that moment, I opened my eyes.
The aim of the fire arrows was (...), not us (...).
The magic of the flames, arguing to avoid the miracle of the manifested shield, one after the other, landed on the surrounding buildings.
The top of dense high-rise houses are often wooden due to load problems.
In addition, whether it was sprinkled with oil beforehand, or whether it was chanted beforehand in the Proverbs for Extension of Burning, the fire begins to spread with considerable momentum.
From under the street, I heard screams and screams.
"Nah...... are you insane!?
There's no point in Lunaria screaming either.
In this dense big city, arson.
What it brings is obvious.
But Tarpida, who leads the devils, whispers the chisels and the fangs, unknowingly.
"You Ga Run Geleva (...), Fire Hiro Ge (...), People Kill S (...)"
With a noisy voice, he said so.
"Saah, Holy Knight Yo. - Swearing Luca (...)?"
It's like a human being, a face that doesn't even resemble an isoginchuk.
But I did see a dark sense of accomplishment there that was characteristic of those who had accomplished the rape.
…………
- They did, I thought.
The devils' strategy was probably to get this far.
Invite them, ambush them, surround them. Kill him with that siege. Fine, thoroughly wound him, even if he can't, and sharpen his power.
And if you run away with a scratch, you run into the street, and you use fire.
Involve innocent citizens (...), grandly (...).
Anyway, the target is the Holy Knight.
I swear not to forsake what I mourn.
In this situation, if you abandon your citizens knowing you are, you will greatly diminish your protection for me for breaking my strong vows to the gods.
But not abandoning him, stopping his legs and fighting the demons...
He was hit in one arm, somewhat poisoned, turned around, unarmed, with Lunaria in his arms.
Fight the demons who are ready to kill me while putting out the fire and protecting the citizens.
- You might have packed it in full, and the corner of my head, the badly calm part, squealed like that.