Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

- I've never seen the power of a gun up close, but as much as the curse I put on a paper plane, if there was an element of that fire, maybe it would burn it up easily.

- Oh, burning it up means purifying "bad things" with the power of fire.

- That if it's easy to say, I'll burn it.

Schutt tells Ars about the power of the gun, remembering Cinellaria's words, albeit in a bit of detail and hassle to recall difficult places.

"So in fact, a magic paper plane? He blew up the" curse "that was planted even though it was like that, in one shot.

So, Mr. Dinfare, who changed roles on his way to this place, said that the magic of the junction that Master Arsen did was shaken by the shooting of a gun. "

"Well, then, in a way, it means you can blow up the magic compatibility of the four elements regardless."

For those of you who are not good at magic, the boy who made up for it in academia learned not to say, even if there was a small missing part in his best friend's description, by making up enough for it with the textbooks and experiences he learned.

"That's the boy who's going to be Angletham's grandson." Even if it's not enough, it will definitely draw it away. "

Julian praised his grand apprentice's best friend that way, nostalgic for the sturdy manner in which he interpreted and explained, even though his mind could not read the familiar words that made him king, which he often uttered with "intuition".

"Shut up, I'm sorry, Ars, maybe that's it."

I apologize for continuing the conversation with "Julian Zaheto," which doesn't sound like Ars, but Ars laughs and shakes his head left and right small.

"Don't worry about it. So, if you think about what Stu just told me from the Grand Mistress, what Grandor is doing right now, that big magic, is purifying Master Arsen."

Although it only seemed like the usual Alsen Padrick to me that the magic was completely unusable, a person named Best Friend is definitely spotting the state, and using a great deal of power, trying to save Als' benefactor.

Still today, he stared at the flame in the shape of his mouth, which brightly illuminated this one in a pearlescent color, supporting Shut.

While burning in the day with training, white skin in one way or another and flames in the shape of a mouth appear in the empty eyes.

The expression "great magic" is also good, but don't say it in a cute way, Stu's best friend.

This type would be hot. "

"On these occasions, do you say that, normal?. - Oh, shit."

Having said that, I realized that I had regained as much irony as I could put in my mouth, and put my strength into my legs.

However, Schutt immediately crouches again, running up and down from where the pain of the injury in the slingshot he had just eaten from Eliphas.

"Stu, don't push me, I'll help you if you want to get up"

I forgive my best friend for being "unscrupulous" in trying to stand up on his own.

"Damn it, Mr. Locke healed you, but it didn't work."

I accidentally suppress my stone-eating chest with my left hand from the top of my coat and let my fingers gobble in and carve wrinkles in my old coat.

That's how much it hurts to get healed.

"I don't have a choice, because slingshots tend to be seen in children's toys, and prototypes are weapons.

Luckily this time, there was a leather sewing case and Mr. Rock's watch, so I'm sorry about this.

It's not weird that you should lose your life. "

Ars shouldn't have heard Julian Zaheto, but since the two conversations were brilliantly aligned, Stu enjoyed laughing at a time like this.

However, if you can help your abs to laugh, it also leads to the wound you received in the slingshot, resulting in a stronger pain and leaning down.

"- Don't laugh, Master."

With that said, if I gave him a leaning face, I'd ever seen Eliphas chopped up by the locks of the butler's boy and the Netuark manipulating the boy of the Shaw-named Ancient God.

As always, a mud snake surrounds her, bending over.

"- That?!, Stu, I was clutching to Mr. Eliphas, you wanted to muck, but it's kind of" not diminishing "?!. Oh, but"

It feels like what you pulled from Eliphas is turning to the dark mud around you.

Now the order was reversed, but he spoke to me as if to explain Eliphas' situation to Stu in a flow that connected the Ars and Julian conversations again.

"Are you angry that Mr. Netuak or Mr. Rock took you down too much?"

"That's the way I see it, I wonder if it will"

While Ars says so, he recalls the shape of the mud serpent that Netsuerk has been wearing while using the body of Louis of Rock and the Shaw-named Ancient God.

In the beginning, the size of a regular snake, showing Eliphas herself and her, was so darkened muddy that she could not see at all what a luscious white and black two-tone color dress looked like was perfectly good.

Stu is also unexpectedly at war when he is far from people.

But now it is everywhere, and the part that can be called her skin is also hidden every time the dark mud is big.

And for the mud in the visible part of my skin, I assumed it was absorbed by the dark snake.

I wonder if that looks like he wants to kill two boys over a hundred years old until he pulls Eliphas in like mud.

I grumble that I don't know if Julian is kidding or not, but that sparks Shut's interest enough.

"Huh, over a hundred total?!"

Rock told Stu and the others during his first introduction that although he did not know the exact age, Pean Vinegar, who hits his husband, had his approximate age seen in his physical condition when he picked up the butler, before telling him.

So to put it, apparently, it means the mid 60s.

"Oh, my goodness."

"What crosses a hundred?"

To the sudden expression in numbers, even Ars, who was good at drawing meaning to the boulder this time, didn't know, and he was asking back to Stu.

"Simply, I'm talking about the total age of Mr. Rock and Mr. Netuark, Ars.

I mean, Mr. Netsuerk is at least mid-thirty, or Osama's trying, so I'm nervous, too. "

If you saw straight ahead, the dark mud around Eliphas was twirling bigger than ever before.

At the same time, I know for sure that I am walking away from my mentor.

However, I had to avoid decisively leaving, making a speckled mud pattern on Eliphas' body to stick thinly.

And being crouched to each other, Stu can see just Eliphas' face.

Yeah, but it's like an Apricot mask.

It must have been a coincidence, but the mud covered it so that the upper part covered it from the lips of Eliphas' face, which leaned down.

"But it doesn't look like such a mask to Master or Master Apricot."

So, such a mask is "hippie" by Stu.

"Ars, please help me get up.

So, I know you're going to make a weak noise, but I'm going to ask you to listen there.

I'm sorry if I forced you to do this more than a hundred years old in total. "

The pain runs fast on the sht with the force on his leg, but now he keeps letting it in.

"Okay, Stu. Don't push me because I'll support you.

And anyway, Mr. Locke, I think it's better not to include Mr. Netuak there. "

Als advised his best friend that Louis boy, who had seen what he cared about when he turned to Netuark for the word "evil side", went into pretty terrible retribution.

Then I try to get inside my best friend's body, taller than myself, and stand up with him.

"Perhaps even if I were to give Mr. Netsuark the support he asked for, if I had to shoot him, he'd be that muddy snake with all the fuss - and!

My feet rocked small at the same time I got up.

Two people standing up with support. At the same time, the direction of the cause of the shake - if you look at Eliphas, you can see that over Louis and Rock's shoulders.

Apparently, the mud has kept us a long way from Eliphas, but what's decisive is to let the mud snake go.

Julian's relaxed voice, but cautioned his grand apprentice with a voice that included tension.

The curtain is wrapped around Eliphas squatting, the dark serpent twirls, and it's not as big as it's ever been.

"I don't think Mr. Netsurk or Mr. Rock will be able to defeat the boulders the way they've always been."

Previously, the two boys facing the front with "mud" had knocked them down without difficulty.

But only to defeat, and the mud immediately returns to the perimeter of Eliphas.

Eventually so as to bring the sickle, the mud snake raises its head and wakes up a long body.

As Julian the gun says, the dark mud snake has no way of leaving Eliphas.

"It's more like a fairy tale than a snake."

That's what Ars hailed as he remembered a picture book he used to read.

The snake was twirling, letting him in and out from the tip of his head so that the tip would intimidate his tongue, which was divided into two parts.

"Neither Mr. Rock nor Mr. Netuark has moved. I guess it should be called boulder.

Even so, it doesn't look like a pretty thing like a fairy tale, Ars.

I don't think that snake has eyes. "

And the other day, Stu felt the war he had with Eliphas.

The lukewarm phase on the surface just visible from the torn mouth of the mud snake looks like a distant and disastrous demon of the other world

"Well, you look like a guy from the world of demons."

Because Stu stood up, it appeared that the demon appearance had become more visible to Julian the gun, and he shared his thoughts on the appearance.

"Julian, have you ever seen that?

Ars was also surprised that the meaning of the "arr" Stu uttered made sense, turning an empty eye to the iron weapon his best friend would have in his hand.

"If I'd been a mercenary for almost 40 years, it wouldn't be exactly the same, but I've met something similar."

He seemed a little disturbed, and even though he could not hear the way Stutt shrugged and lowered the edge of his mouth, Ars senses that the gun had spoken something.

"Stu, that gun, what?

"Oh, he said something like that once."

When Julian told him exactly what he had said, Ars leaned down to think about it only a little, but opened his face and immediately opened his mouth.

"Though I don't know what it's like to be a mercenary. That gun, that's what you say to Stu, you've" fought "before, right? And I used to say," I won. "

That's Angletham's grandson, your answer.

That's what Julian answered shortly after Ars' question.

"Oh, that's what happens. So, Ars, are you sure the magic doesn't tease you?

Locally, Stu is just ”in the middle” and now he leaks those words out of his heart.

Even if you can't hear the words, it's like two people talking to you.

Ars, on the other hand, continued to open his mouth, perceiving that what he had said was apparently not off.

The look is bright.

"Well, you'll be fine this time, won't you?"

"Well, this time it's not meant to be" defeated. "Besides, that serpent bastard apparently rooted in the" things "that Eliphas had in him."

If Julian's slightly hesitant words were "interpreted" again and Stu told his best friend, Ars lays down his empty eyes.

Short, right, and if you haven't used it to support you, think of your left hand with leather gloves on your mouth.

"If that mud demon had Mr. Eliphas at its root, with the power of a gun, and blew up what Stu called" bad stuff, "I don't know how that would affect him. Due to the power of guns, it's not necessarily in case."

Still, a gentle boy who thinks that Eliphas is in some condition, for some reason, with great magic or some action, Arsen together, explores in his head how not to hurt someone that he is his benefactor's best friend.

"But I'm pretty sure that it's better for Master Eliphas to pull away from him, Ars."

♪ You can't choose the means ♪

Ars turned his suspicious face to Stu's voice, which also sounded that way, but he doesn't care.

I didn't have time to talk to my best friend, but that's what Stu says as he speaks of all the circumstances and whispers a weak tone, but still diligently solidifies his readiness.

I was thinking about taking that dark mud away from my master for now, shaking off the kindness in me.

Whenever the dark mud serpent became disastrous and powerful, apparently from Eliphas, Julian was convinced that what he called "things" was moving away.

"Both Mr. Netuak and Mr. Rock waited for me as I played that mud snake opponent until my decision was made.

I know you've been waiting for me, but I think you've been deliberately pissing off mud snakes looking to make me big. "

"To piss off snakes?

Stu stares at the gun with a nod in his mouth as Ars confirms.

Each time a dark snake emerged from the mud that had taken Eliphas in, the two boys had swung with each weapon, cutting it off as if they were dealing with a miscellaneous fish.

In the beginning, etc., because the puppet Louis' body was light, Netuark did not know what it felt like to be a serpent, such as to open his long body vertically, but he also had a humiliating way of slashing it.

From then on, Sage and Deacon, both boys in appearance and bastards of battle and "observation," were cleaving and maintaining the status quo in such a way as to surely provoke dark mud snakes.

And whenever he does, at first, he tries to swallow Eliphas, as if he were a dark mud around her, and he transforms himself.

Between Shto making a weak noise, being encouraged by Ars, and making up his mind.

Depending on what you see, the obstinate cutthroat carefully returned the dark snake, in a way that looked miserable, the wise man and the butler back in the dark mud.

And for some time the mud snake, after scowling in the dark mud, whenever it comes out to attack, turns its body up and strikes the two boys, it is slashed again and returns.

Every time he is trumpeted and returned to the dark mud, the snake's body grows bigger and he is attacked by two boys.

Each time, the mud that was snagging at her in an attempt to take in Eliphas was definitely dwindling.

"To my mind, the mud that tries to take in the master and the attempt to attack Mr. Rock and Mr. Netuak is the same one.

It's powerful enough to be such a disgusting big demon, but it's not infinite. "

While he hated studying furiously, Stu concluded so with his head that he could think of things from all directions for his brother, who was unable to communicate, and stared at a great mud demon.

"Ars, leave me alone because I have a spare earplug in my chest pocket.

I'm not used to your ears because I'll probably keep them in a row. Then I'm sure they won't work for a while. "

"Okay."

Ars decides to follow the strong words of Stu, who doesn't want to hurt Eliphas, but is far more involved with her than he is.

Borrow earplugs made of cork that were in the place where they were told, and pack them in your ears.

When his best friend puts up a gun silently, Ars supports him without speaking the same way.

The gun was planted and for the first time “Julian Zaheto” saw a serpent without eyes.

And gradually he was about to swallow Eliphas, remembering some of who he was.

"Oh well. Mud is also the" filth "of this place.

Words spoken by wise men when Eliphas tried to be born into a noble being, not "Eliphas" by nature.

♪ I never move my body with my will ♪

"However, I will continue to be exposed to apricots, slander and slander through masks and keloids, sorted by Deacon's Rock"

"And store what exceeds the tolerance in this doll."

"Don't worry, just keep it with vocabulary or information, if it's not accompanied by emotions, it means nothing"

"First the dirt of the big words in the mask, then in the part of the keloid, after the locks have cleaned up, that's where they serve the body of this baby."

"If anything malicious had happened before Rock had served, it would have been an offering to a fine god already."

That's what you're doing, Rock.

Originally a "secret base" in the basement of the old lord's mansion, in a small coffin set up by the clever butler at hand, the girl, as a goddess, was supposed to stay asleep.

And a young girl, who becomes the sister of the goddess, snowflakes and offers as "objects" sent over the mask, a slander that is too unreasonable to receive.

If Apricot Vinegar has grown so successful that he can be slandered, he can sleep quietly without offering anything, until the "time" comes when he can just take care of him.

"Rock, when your time is up, Eliphas' time is over. At first, I wonder if that was such a prospect, Pean Vinegar.

- Oh, then, even in a world where I'm gone, time for Rock to be busy and lonely would be a little less?.

When he felt like such bullshit sounded like "Julian" from his own grand apprentice who put up a gun while wearing a red and black coat and being supported, Stu pulled the shooting iron.

"By replacing the lord, the slander of smoking at the inhabitants of Robrow, who should have gone to his own wife, turned to his granddaughter. But blunting your mind with prohibition, always over the mask without damaging your soft heart, to select and purify slander that is equal to being poured.

Surely, once the butler's hours are over, if he feels busy, he'll be able to distract you even when he's gone. "

But there was no consideration for that person who admired his brother too much.

To make a boy named Ars listen, Stu laughs at the story of "brothers" who think of each other and are too uncut and too sneaky.

"It hurts my ears and my heart for a type like me to talk about my brother at all times."

When Ars looked strange while supporting Stu, who often lost his voice because he was wearing earplugs

"Geko!]

Despite the considerable distance, the sound of the rabbit's sage usage demon reached the Stuts.

The serpent without dark eyes at the next moment, along with a distorted scream, shakes his eyeless head loudly and dances toward the two boys.

Netuark and Rock, who also looked like light-hearted boys, split left to right and jumped away.

In the meantime, I can confirm that the first blow ended in emptiness.

"- Hey, Stu, isn't Mr. Locke's move getting dull?

Empty eyes watching the two men battling carefully on the front line, supporting Shut, find themselves strangely certain.

"Right."

Shto nodded loudly, thinking it was possible that he would not hear it with earplugs, though returning the reply.

I've hardly ever moved before, I've been ambushing a dark mud snake, but if I moved my body, I'm not as agile as I was showing it when I was fighting in the streets.

At that time, the lock of the boy's appearance had been laid on the ground without any prior notice by Netsark, but he was still in good motion.

"Stu," Mr. Ars "is right. Let's start with your assist, Rock.

Besides, maybe that snake bastard, because he's got emotions, he's got a little power to think - "

As he spoke so, in the boy who split left and right and landed, the dark serpent immediately set his aim on the rock, opening his mouth where his fangs could be seen, as if his head had been torn apart, and attacking him.

"In the meantime, I'll shoot you once!

In pain, I put my finger on the trigger.

Shut up!

The more sand and dust rises from his feet and the more butterflies the red coat, the more he hesitates before Stu speaks of the question "WHAT?!".

Schutt and Ars, with their hands unfettered to each other, were staring forward to help, even as they focused on their eyes and narrowed their vision so that no sand could enter their eyes.

"This is the magic of the wind."

Als' calm voice in support of Stu reached his ear as the sand and dust went wild.

In the wild wind, a number of spheres of wind floated in the universe around the boy in butler's clothes in front of his narrowed vision.

"The movement is dull, so I'm going to hit you. What a foolish demon might think."

The butler's boy had a chilling glance, which he had never shown to any of Robrow's inhabitants.

"Yeah, but, you know, the obscenity of a" robowman, "someone who seemed weaker than himself - something you can only complain about a girl."

Though it has come to my chest before, I never put it into words. The butler zeroes it out of his lips, and the butler smiles with a good but sharp grin.

To call it a fine sword, he holds his favorite weapon in the form of an overly thin wand in his dominant hand and hits the palm of the empty man with a thin sword.

In a wild breeze, the brunette shakes with blue melting in the pitch black, making the boy look particularly impressive, and Rock confronts the monster without eyes.

"Sure," strength "isn't much left to look like this, but you still have magic!

Declaring so, he waved the tip of his favorite fine sword toward the mud serpent, as if it were a baton.

As it follows, a lump of wild wind in the sphere, one after the other with a slightly delayed storm sound, clashes against a dark muddy serpent.

And whenever the magic of the Dark Serpent and the Rock Wind collided, with a distorted roar from his big ripped mouth, the place was splashing mud and shredding itself.

Still, the eyeless mud serpent had his long torso snapped and was moving toward the lock.

"Soil and wind are incompatible, so mud is a combination of soil and water, so with the magic of the wind, Mr. Rock is responding."

For the breezy wind, Ars looked forward to Rock rolling out one wind sphere after another as he narrowed his empty eyes and shredded the mud serpent.

Stu opens his mouth in a way supported by his best friend so that he can "assist" at any time in the meantime, experiencing the pain that resonates on him, keeping his aim aligned with the head of the dark serpent.

"But does that connect you to decisively destroy that demon?

Stu, who doesn't even know the magic logic, asked his diligent earplugs best friend back somewhat loudly, as he confirmed.

Ars, who can hear enough of that voice, immediately shakes his golden hair left and right, denying it.

"By" decisive, "maybe not.

Because mud is a combination of water and soil, even if it damages incompatible soil parts, what influence does the wind have on the water parts "

To the best of his knowledge, Ars summed up the words and explained, I thought Netsurk had told a similar story before heading to that secret base.

- Mud is a substance that combines water and soil in the four Spirits.

"You don't have to help Mr. Locke now, do you?

Now as I ask the gun I'm putting up, ”Julian Zaheto," I remember the sage telling me about the mud again.

- "Even me and Lord Apricot will not be able to move if their" mud "takes their feet.

- If you suck, you'll be swallowed up and taken in.

- That's about it.

So far, Rock, it doesn't feel like you're going to be swallowed by the mud.

"Did you realize that when you said that?"

I say things that overlap with what I think, so I ask.

Ars was just a little surprised at Stu, who once again started a conversation with someone other than himself, but nevertheless continued to support his best friend, when he had to shoot, without moving to take his aim off.

While both Stu and Julian of the gun were in conversation, the eye concentration was uncut, pulling to the point where there was no "play (loosening)" of the trigger, as the lock laid down on the head of the relative mud serpent.

"Noisy. He was conscious, but his body treated him as a weapon, and Julian the boulder was surprised."

"Well, I guess that's for sure"

"Julian the Gun" is also convincing, so I don't snort because it misaligns, but I replied so.

"In the meantime, I remained silent for a while because I was conscious but I couldn't grasp the situation.

I just found out where it is.

It was so deep in my memory that I finally remembered the "aftermath" of the banning technique, when the sage with white hair said that he wanted me to be in this condition.

Well, I don't know exactly what reason I have for magic. "

Although I say it sounds so disturbing, Stu also predicted that the confusion felt by the "generations ahead" would have been huge.

"So, it wasn't until you saw that pretty young lady and Van Vinegar that you were able to see how things were going in chronological order.

Back then, we still looked like Netuk and the rest of us, but we were about fifty years past each other. "

"Whatever you say, lady, you mean Lily."

Although I understand the opinion that it compares to the old Van Vinegar, I don't know why Lily's name comes up there.

"What, Lily?!

Ars, who had decided to pinch his mouth, was also surprised by the appearance of that name on the boulder and had put his words in his mouth.

"Don't worry about it, tell me. Don't let me deceive you if I say anything disturbing, grandson. I don't know if I'll ever take it off because it's big."

An unexpectedly disturbing variety of words, but a voice of instruction came in that wouldn't let him say yes or no, and Shut opened his mouth as he concentrated again.

"I know, that's not true!. Ars, don't worry, he just gave me Lily's name and told me he was nervous."

"Oh, that's what I'm talking about."

I don't know if Ars is convinced, but for now, I just have to believe the words I've returned.

At the end of his gaze with a gun in place, Rock, still a boy figure, was using the magic of the wind to shred the body of a muddy serpent.

There may be blunt movements, but there does not seem to be any place where magic can be used to extremely pack up time.

"Not yet," you don't have to provide support.

The support side felt that way, all three of them.

"So, this is the time, Stu.

As for your daughter, Anglecomb's grand apprentice, Ars, be careful. "

“What does that mean?“

If you've already spoken out, it's hard to delude Ars any more, so I held the gun strong with feelings.

Did you find out that “reply," Julian keeps talking.

"It sounds like we're talking to Stu, but Netsuerk is hiding the identity of the“ rabbit sage ”from Lily.

Besides, if you've seen what's been going on, Ars, you don't know, maybe a kid named Louis, who's letting me use his body, is hidden.

Perhaps it's a secret to the three of us. "

As far as Shto has heard the story too, he is right, so he holds the gun strongly, also with meaning to affirm it.

That seems to have been passed on to Julian the gun, too, so I can keep the word going.

"It's important from here that Ars doesn't notice.

I can't study, but Julian around my head could see Van Vinegar as he grew older and a very cute girl named Lily and see how time went.

So I thought, "Oh, it's certainly not strange that Gloriosa has a granddaughter, but it's about time."

“Gloriosa? - What, ah?!"

Reminds me of the identity of the name Julian gave out, and at a moment of surprise, the mud snake strips his fangs to the butler as he is shredded.

I stared silently at the scene without even being able to speak out because I was consciously trying not to speak out.

"Stu?!

- It's still okay. "

Julian's calm voice continued in Ars' panicked voice.

And even more so, the butler had a smile on the support side, even from a place quite distant, in front of the peeling fangs in the mouth of the serpent, open enough for the boy to round his head only.

"- I offer you a" take ”from me to slander Apricot Vinegar, who haunts her husband and is merely the companion of Peen Vinegar, who looks just like his wife."

“I don't care what it feels like, other than how Peen Vinegar feels”

Talking to the sage earlier, I remembered how I felt back then.

Then the unconscious feeling that annoyed my husband's feelings and wanted to bury him from this world overflows the deacon's chest.

That's a few steps dizzier and heavier than the thought of the dark mud snake, Robrow's safe position, just “because it's not funny that Pean Vinegar withdrew from his lord," which has casually repeated a statement that afflicts the little girl.

(Sage is a really good instigator)

And if the inhabitants are filthy enough to become horns and demons like these, don't hesitate really, the rocks can be crushed.

"A demon with no eyes, just a mouth, is an irony of good discernment."

Look to Karin for someone who isn't Karin, move her mouth only, and condemn her.

A mouth that spins words and slanders the other person by not even making sure with your own eyes.

Even after Apricot put on his mask, it continued unchanged even if his voice was only slightly lower.

"Never again."

As if it were a trick, I immediately kicked the earth by leaning upwards at the tip of the fine sword that I had transferred from my dominant hand.

From the inside of a wide open serpent's mouth, the lock protrudes with unexpected speed from the body of motion that it has become dull.

In a sense, a sword as thin as a needle was pierced to skewer the head from the mouth of a serpent.

The thrust of the momentum draws the body of a serpent with no eyes, but it floats.

That's a little hands-free from Anglecomb.

Julian's nostalgic voice at the hands of Rock's fine sword blew mud out of the butler's piercing spot the next moment it reached Stu's ear.

"You'll lose your mouth."

And on the palm of an empty opponent, he creates a sphere that will be twice as magical as the wind that compressed the storm, having previously shredded the body of a scattered dark mud serpent.

The momentum of the wind in its sphere is further outpaced by several times.

"Goodbye."

Let that windy sphere wave its fists so that it alternates with pulling through the pierced fine sword, and feed it on the head of the muddy serpent.

With the blowing noise, it just scraped the body of the dark mud serpent from the outside now, disappearing as the magic of the wind slipped from the "hole" through which the fine sword pierced.

The dark mud snake is in the form of sucking a sphere of wild wind into its own head and stops moving.

The boy's butler landed from a pierced up state, but still had no strength, so he landed his palms on the ground, and the thin sword rolled slightly with a dry "corny" sound, on one knee.

So once a small time arises.

Before anyone moves out in the meantime, immediately, from the head of the mud serpent, which was solidified with its thrust up and up, it stops turning well with "Gurgul," and the noise begins to sound like a fiercely empty gear, slightly delayed.

Mr. Rock, do something inside.

At the same time that Julian praises it, the head of the serpent of the mud snake, "bounce," the mud that was forming its body, scatters with the wind.

As before, the boys of the helpers did not close their eyes, but narrowed their sights as much as possible.

The nearby butler avoided the scattered mud with his arms while kneeling, but only slightly on his white skin, making him stick.

"Hey, are you sure our assist is there?

Seeing Sage Pean Vinegar's ”sword” deacon lock, the biggest patron of the four heroes of peace to taste, Stu shrugged half blurry with his aim set on the mud serpent.

"Of course, right? Besides, it's not just a normal creature, it's a demon, right?

With that word, the sound of the earth shaking "zung" after a small shake under the physical sensation reaches Shut's ear.

"Stu! He's starting to move again!

A serpent who lost his head twisted his long torso wide and rammed.

There was no direct targeting of the locks, but they were in a "runaway" state equal to not having their own will.

Grand Disciple, our help starts now!

"I wanted to. I was halfway there."

The serpent who was "scattered" his head, as if he were in pain, struck his long torso upon the earth at height again and again, and every time the mud splashed, scattered.

The thing of momentum was flying to the feet of two supporting boys.

"This guy's got to be" sane. "That's one shot first, I'll shoot him, Ars!

"Okay!

"Begin with two shots in between. Aim for the head, though not anymore.

Copy that.

- It's moving hard, but easier to aim at than a thin tail.

Listening to Julian's voice, he quickly puts the first trigger on his finger as he thinks so.

“Punch!" the dry sound and the feeling of knocking on the whole body was also conveyed to the supporting Ars.

And beyond that a place close to the head of the body of the dark muddy serpent is cut round and gone, as if it were a "circle”. And the movement of the mud serpent had stopped as if it were frightening.

"What, you mean you blew it out with the power of a bullet"

Even the sniper, Shut himself, surprised, still thumbs on the iron shot (hammer) and turns the rotary magazine to support the second shot.

"You're really amazing, the power of a gun."

Ars also opens his mouth round for surprise and stares at Shut as he supports him with empty eyes.

The two boys thought that even if they shot him in with a gun, it was enough for a bullet to penetrate that long, muddy torso. But in fact, it's a circle more than ten times the size of the direct line of the bullet fired in, and it's letting it disappear.

That was not the ratio of what Locke had cut with the magic of the wind until earlier.

"If the spot where it was shot in was blown away with the” power of fire "of a bullet, I guess the real thing is more magical than a demon."

And the dark mud in the shape of a serpent raised a distorted hissing like "sane" - now it was hostile to the two boys.

"I don't know,” I can't hear you. "You sound like a guy. Even with the power of the gun, are you short on ammo?, Ars, I'll shoot you!"

"Yeah!"

With that said, Stu released a second shot immediately because he was free enough time.

"Nah, before the bullet runs out, the Rabbit Sage will surely" incite "the girl to become a goddess."

While the third bullet was loaded, Julian told his grandson that he was disturbed.