"Wow... Quo..."
Quo complains about something, but Lakyrea smiles quietly and shakes her neck to the side.
(Like Midori said, it looks like milk is setting it up after all. We're gonna keep each other weak and then we're gonna take this kid away)
I think Junko feels that L'Aquilea was different from last night. Much quieter, something like firm determination can be seen.
"Quo, please stay back. Quo is a trump card after a little while."
"Kuh."
Tired advances sideways to Quo and sets the demon knife concubine pine in the middle. Quo nods with a single voice, honestly lowering.
"Let's continue yesterday"
When tired smiled, LaQuilea smiled back with joy.
I set it up first from Lakyrea. Thunder pours down tirelessly with the roar.
The tiredness that metastasizes and dodges appears in front of L'Aquilea and rolls out the poke from close range.
I predicted that tiredness would travel momentarily. But he appeared in front of him even though he was wary of the back or the side, and Lakyrea, who was obsessed, did not move his body.
A black sashimi pierces Lakyrea's throat and the tip pierces through to the back of her head.
"Add or subtract."
While I find it futile, the truth speaks out.
Tired knows in his battle with the Beast Emperor that Lakyrea is sturdy compared to other organisms, and has the ability to regenerate there, but not as much as Overlife. This should have done a lot of damage.
But LaQuilea flies backwards with a flat face and pulls out his sword.
Backward to some extent, he jumped up over the oblique forward, further to the right oblique forward, left upper, right oblique forward, and moved around dizzily, coming to the very top of his exhaustion when he noticed.
I can't chase him with my eyes. Tired, who decided it was also dangerous to force him to chase him with his eyes, relies on his vision to the minimum and tries to avoid him on his skin and intuition.
From directly above, Lakyrea attacks tirelessly by rotating at high speeds vertically.
Tired dodged at a pretty dangerous time.
The ground is swept wide apart by the arms of LaQuilella, who rotated in such a way as to wield his body.
L'Aquilea, standing on the muggled ground, was filled with gaps. I didn't set up tiredness. Feel the signs that you're inviting me.
Around L'Aquilea, a huge frost wall protruded. I assumed tiredness would attack me, and with the intention of setting up a counter, I planted my abilities around the attack point, but ended up empty-handed.
"Is it time to go?
"It's still early."
It's a deviant quote, but the truth stills.
Lakyrea jumps backwards, tired and distant. The frost melted quickly.
When I put my hand in the hole in my throat, I can put force into my hand and throat. I'm not very good at regeneration, but suppose I don't encourage regeneration until I can stop the bleeding.
When I saw it, Tired cast a spell. Maybe he's asking me out again, but I can't overlook it. And be alert to the counter and try to operate in a ranged attack.
"Rainbow Earthworm."
More than tired hands, translucent and rainbow-colored are overflowing, stretching fluffy toward La Quilaire. The diameter is about 50 cm, but the contours are subtly distorted and blurred, so the thickness is not uniform.
Because of the slow speed, LaQuilella flexed sparingly, but something rainbow translucent stretches further by making sure to circle around its LaQuilella perimeter.
It was then, as I creeped up, that Lakyrea tried to jump up and break through the enclosure.
When I wondered if something with a long stretch of rainbow glowed violently, it emitted something like a seven-color laser beam from all over the body toward all directions.
Lakyrea on the boulder can't handle this either, she gets laser beamed all over her body and falls off her back to the ground.
Tired shifts to the fall point of LaQuirrea, swinging his sword up and attempting to hold back.
Midori, who metastasized behind that tiredness, kicked his tired back from behind.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."
"By accident... but he's not dead yet, and he's got plenty of room."
"I'm going to kill you one day, so take turns with me!
Midori set up a sword and demanded it with a voice that made him not say whether or not he had it.
Tired pulls back like he gave up.
"Is it time to go? It's about time, isn't it?
"Wait a little longer."
Quo further off, but the truth still stills.
"Yea, Quo's dad. Now play with Midori. Playing with your ancestors all the time, you cheat."
"Khhhhhhh..."
At a time when Midori came out laughing and stuck and tired pulled in, LaQuirrea understood what it meant.
The thin female in front of her also feels with her skin that she has considerable fighting power. Even though I am taking damage, I do not feel cowardly that the enemy side took turns along the way. On the contrary, I find it fun to fight against all sorts of strong opponents.
Midori waves a sword on the spot. Only the cutting-edge of the sword metastasized, hitting the side head of the lacira once.
Midori casts a spell in the gap where Lakyrea flinches.
"Black beeswax"
From hair long enough to reach Midori's land, a black liquid like Coltar spills, and when it reaches the ground, it becomes planar, heading towards L'Aquilea.
LaQuirrea sensed the attack was coming by passing on the ground, jumping up and dodging.
"Abuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
As I laugh, Lakyrea sticks in a straight line.
Midori flies sideways, but Lakyrea suddenly stops and flies at right angles, as the Midori moves.
LaQuilella pokes a knife in the front.
"Ahhh."
Midori couldn't avoid it, he was stuck with a handknife in his dovetail, and bled out with groans.
No dodging was possible and the attack was eaten, but Midori took a half step backwards, lifting the stone protrusion of the sword from close range and turning the stone protrusion over the abdomen of L'Aquilea.
"Cannibal Fluorescent"
Midori exercised this technique when Lakyrea was at close range. The bright extinction of the light was covering the back of the Lakyrea, over the sky and across the left.
Light striking simultaneously at various angles and orbits. L'Aquilea had noticed a thin right side, but read that there was a trap, escaping to the left side.
(Sure is sharp. Your ancestors are right, it's a hundred battles.)
Shortly after I deliberately flew to the left side I made it thin, I waved the sword as it moved, and Midori tried to beat him with a cut-top transition, but I laughed unexpectedly at the fact that he had been spotted.
Though Midori's aim was cut off, L'Aquilea is shot through her body with the light of a man-eating fluorescent, bleeding all over her body, breathing rough, and kneeling to the ground.
"Okay, now. Go."
"Khuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
Truly lightly slapped on the back, Quo roared and dashed toward Lakyrea as he was bounced.
L'Aquilea peeled her eyes at this behavior of Quo and was surprised.
LaQuilella with less joy and something hot on her chest. I saw myself as a pinch and assumed that my son had come to help me. But on the other hand, I felt strange. Why don't you fly, I wonder if you're running on purpose.
And I realize even stranger, Quo is not running toward Midori, but toward himself.
Quo leaped, and on the face of the surprised L'Aquilea, he saw a beautiful drop kick.
I never dreamed that Quo would attack me, but I couldn't get rid of this innocent attack, which I would normally do.
Relax loud, and a raised quo will violently binta Lakyrea's face, which will remain in a good position and stiff. Plus eating a knee kick, Qua quickly turned behind LaQuilella, snuggling his arms around his belly from behind to firmly fasten them, holding LaQuilla's body in his arms, and shifting his body wide back.
The back of L'Aquilea's head is struck to the ground. Keep Quo fixed with his body distracted.
"Leffrey, count!
Quo screams.
"Me. - I am. Yes, yes. One to three!
Midori slapped the ground flat and took the count. Besides, if the count is done, it's fast, and it's not open between two and three, which is a promise, at all. Conversely, if Quo had taken the fall, he would have taken the count very slowly.
"True, how's it going? Was it beautiful? Was it artistic?
With one arm raised by Midori, Quo smiles happily and asks for a true reaction.
"The drop kick was beautiful at a high striking point, but Germain Suplex is not good"
"Oh, my God."
To true appreciation, I'm half as happy and disappointed as I am.
After the sudden assault of Quo, L'Aquilea couldn't move, although physical damage was the only thing of great importance, but the mental damage was tight and he slept in a large letter and remained stunned. If I was impressed with how Quo came to help me, I'd be attacking myself with furious momentum, which broke my heart perfectly.
"Midori, call your mother again."
"Hey, disappoint me."
Junko tells me, Midori casts the spell, so that Lakkilea can see again his wife, who has become the guardian spirit of Quo.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."
Quo calls for something. As Quo's mother had also persuaded Lakyrea in some way, it appeared in Midori's tired eyes.
Midori, who was nearby, leaned over to Lakyrea's side and squeezed his hand gently. Tired similarly approached him, kneeling down and letting him hold the other hand. With the lack of hostility and the praise of the battle against the strong.
"Quaa......"
It seems that LaQuirrea finally understood here, smiling up at Quo and talking about something. Then Quo starts pounding and tearing, eventually messing up with a crying face.
"It's a setback... but it's hard to leave and it's hard again."
Migasaki tells me that he only let his upper body out of the tent on depression.
"And Ri."
Machine audio A familiar voice sounded in the woods.
Various creatures emerge from all directions.
"Quaaaaah......"
L'Aquilea rises, peeling her fangs and roaring. Quo also stops crying, stands beside his father and takes a combat position.
"These animals are all like Arlaune hosts."
Junko said.
A little late from Arlaune and the others, Milk, Naru, Tsukimi, Kumi and Haruhi also show up.
"It ended in an unexpected way, but it was fun to see"
Milk said with a laugh.
"I see. - Did you join hands with Arlaune?"
The fisherman's aim for profit was taught to me by the rootsmen and I knew it, but I dare not let him pretend to be the wind I didn't.
"No, I just knew."
True, tired, and Midori largely knew Junko's intentions, but Misaki couldn't read them and would go in.
"Uh hey... Professor. After swinging caught on and letting him get off guard, after winning, I actually knew - I wanted to..."
"Oh... was I? I'm sorry I said something extra."
Migasaki apologizes in a hurry.
"I know this move and I predicted it. That's why the fishermen lost their interest."
Kumi looks down at the milk and speaks up.
"My mind control is behind my back, but I'm glad I was able to reconcile it with my parents and kids."
Relaxed face nall.
'Still, it's true that you did some sharpening of power. Well, the stage and the actors are ready, so let's call it an all-out war you're waiting for. "
It was a fun milk to say, but I thought Junko, True, Tired, Midori and Misaki were at the same time not waiting for us at all.