The neighborhood looked like the central part of the village, with buildings lined up, and we could see what looked like a well.

The village was unlike the one in the field, with screams and screams flying, like an annoying cry.

Especially in front of the jaws are a few villagers who are bleeding and falling, and in the center of them stands Dawes.

At the foot of Dawes was an odd earth mass, Little Rock Dragon egg.

Dawes' sword should have been rusty and his sheath wouldn't have fallen out, but he's now exposed his blade body to some kind of clap.

The falling human must have been slaughtered with it.

Slash, not so close to shredding in that one.

With a blade with a bad slashing taste, I guess he tore his body to the touch.

"Drop your weapon! What are you thinking!

Three villagers bow and point the arrow tip at Dawes.

Dawes runs out to those threesomes at once wondering if he had changed his mind and stopped moving.

"Hi-hi, hi-hi, hi-hi!

"Don't hesitate! Go for it!"

At the same time as one screams, three arrows are released.

Dawes packs the distance as he plays it with his sword.

One arrow stabs Dawes in the shoulder, but still Dawes doesn't stop.

Beat the three of you with a sword in your hand.

He was a violent swordsman, like he deserved to describe it that way.

Lightly the three are knocked down, and Dawes sticks his sword up on the back of one of his inners.

The stabbed man raises the terminal demon and does his best.

Though unskilled, Dawes's status is not comparably high with other villagers.

Even if you try to stop it, you won't be opponent to the extent of an armed villager.

"Hi-ha-ha, hi-ha-ha!

Look at me, Dawes is crazy.

It was as if he was waiting for me, saying so.

"Gah!"

I bark and bow my back to unload Gregory.

Gregory hung on to say, "I'm the one..." but immediately stopped the words.

Gregory has also suffered a foot injury, which is never complete.

Besides, he seemed to know the lack of strength of the vegetables.

Dawes' status is much higher than Gregory's.

Dawes seems to be raising his LV during his life of disappearance, but he's usually stronger than Gregory even before he disappears.

I'm sorry to say, but it's visible to defeat without being able to do any decent damage if you're one-on-one.

See what the village looks like.

He who escapes, he who watches in faraway windings, he who is wounded and unable to move, he who bears the injured, was varied.

Gregory is giving an explanation to the people around him as he fingers me.

Still, my unsettling eyes around me didn't stop, but some of them seemed faded.

Now Dawes is leaving the Little Rock Dragon eggs under his chin.

It looks like we can retrieve it without fighting, but if it stays this way, there will be more casualties.

We need to detain Dawes first.

"Hi-hi, hi-ha!

When I'm in time, Dawes wields his sword big and vertical.

I dare to take it with my head.

The next moment Dawes greatly distorts his mouth, the scales play the sword.

Such a rust-laden sword, my scales won't pass.

"A", aah?

Dawes backwards with a recoil, I twitch my body.

"Ghagaha!"

The body of the dawes rolls and the sound of the indirect squeaks.

Hit him in the head like that.

[HP: 9/68]

I was going to take away my consciousness.

Dawes, yet, didn't let go of his sword.

On the contrary, he tore his torn body apart and Dawes gets up quickly.

It was such a distorted move, like being forced to pull and move a broken doll with thread.

Dawes moves his mouth with a pucker, but no words.

Take the sword short and defeat your torso, walking on all fours.

He moves as he puts his sword to the ground, holding it against a child who is injured and unable to move, rolling down the ground.

"Oh, no! Help! Help me!

"Hyahahahaha!"

With such a dying body, why are you so handsome?

I just think the pain is already broken.

Dawes raised his sword to the child's belly and let him eat in shallow as he was.

The screams of the child echo around.

When I try to get closer slowly, I strengthen my hand with the sword much stronger.

The child exhales blood from his mouth and abdomen, screaming like a plundering voice.

"Hi-hi, hi-hi!

He took the hostage.

If the glue continues, the Little Rock Dragon will come.

When I look at Little Rock Dragon eggs, Dawes strengthens my eyes.

Looks like you could even collect that one.

If you do harm to Dawes now or try to take away the eggs, the child will be killed.

Or so, on top of the fact that she's not safe as it is, Little Rock Dragon enters the village.

Dawes walks as he draws the child, throws away his sword and holds an egg.

I can't do anything about it because I threw away my sword.

Which way, if Dawes strangles the kid, he'll be dead in seconds.

Dawes pinches the child's neck with his left elbow and holds the egg with his left arm.

Then, with his right hand and leg, he began to climb the ladder of the wax.

Undressed, but its moving fast.

The child, shaped to be strangled, has no room to scream, dyes his face earthy and stretches his tongue out of his mouth bitterly.

Screaming from all over the village at its misery.

"Gahhhh!"

I rushed to the scream and pulled momentum under the ladder.

The ladder was easy to build, just dripping from the top with a wooden scaffold on the rope.

If you pull it, you should be able to shake Dawes off.

Immediately after, a child falls from the top.

I can take my hands off the ladder and hold the child.

Poking through that gap, Dawes runs and climbs all at once.

Damn it, I was trying to build momentum and throw it away.

The child is seriously wounded, but still alive.

To see HP, it should be helpful enough.

The hostages are gone.

Dawes is on top of an escape zone.

Now it should be over.

"Hihihihi...... Hihahahahahahahahaha!

Dawes's voice echoes around.

The voice was directed toward the field - and as I answered it, I heard loud footsteps.

"Gahhhhhhhhh!"

A loud, familiar growl.

I didn't make it.

Little Rock Dragon has come this far.

Did Dawes climb to show his eggs to the Little Rock Dragon?

It's obvious that you're touching it, but it just seems to be moving with intent and purpose, not cod.

There's still room to steer the Little Rock Dragon far away if you take the eggs back from Dawes.

"Hyahahahahahahaha!"

Dawes hoists his eggs high with both arms and provokes the Little Rock Dragon.

And as it stood, he retreated a few steps and deposited his back on the fence of the fence, twisting and crossing the fence.

Dawes' body is turned upside down and thrown out into the universe.

I rush to put the kid down and run and reach, but I can't reach him.

Dawes' head and Little Rock Dragon eggs cracked loud in my present.

Dawes' brains mix with the contents of the eggs that were forming the organism.

Also, the sound of the Little Rock Dragon rang around.

More intense than just now, more rough than just now.