The line was stiff when Bafomet opened its red eyes.
"Back off."
When Brother Orlis, who regained his calm as soon as possible, said so sharply, he held me up and distanced me like Brother Ville had been played. Onyx, your brother was also with you. He is sheltered behind the escort.
The carriage escorts, who were closest to Bafomet, also reassembled their long swords and sent their gaze to ask Brother Orlis for instructions.
"I'll burn down every lodge. Guards, get away from there!
Brother Orlis screams briefly and begins chanting.
Then Bafomet trembled victoriously like a frightened child.
"Ah..."
Seeing that look reminds me of the purpose for which I got out of the carriage.
Most of them wanted to see what the Warcraft actually looked like, or just in case they wanted to see how to hunt a planta.
But that's the superficial layer of consciousness.
The truth is, I also think I wanted to see how tolerant I was of the act of killing what was alive.
Unlike modern Japan, he may have wanted to realize in advance that this is a world with a direct exchange of lives close to him.
I stare at the Warcraft with that in mind.
I guess he was just born and didn't know what the situation was.
Put on your little neck and look around a bit.
You felt a mighty killing from those who surrounded you, whose bodies trembled.
like a pathetic lamb. As Brother Orlis tried to finish his chant toward it, an escort who was at the edge of his sight approached Bafomet loosely.
- And I stood in front of it, putting up a sword toward this one in slow motion.
"Hey, what are you doing, Relic!?
Another escort pointed a sword at this one... yelling at a man named Relic.
Brother Orlis was also suddenly surprised by the escort who came into range, interrupting the chant. The spell starts all over again if you pinch other words along the way, so I whisper in surprise.
Looking at something, Relic gave out a trembling voice with a strange look like a crying laugh.
"Or is it pathetic? Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on..."
Hands with swords are trembling in a totally different way than before, talking like catacottoes. Obviously things are not right.
No way...... and see Bafomet over Relic.
Then that was no way.
The moment I noticed the gaze of my skepticism, my pathetically shivering child-like appearance stopped perfectly, and my torn mouth caught a full three-day moon shape.
The eye of the creepy goat is narrowed as it captures Relic, with a frightening willingness to kill.
On the ground with that hand, I saw something like a thin, luminous magic formation.
... Relic is manipulated!
"What are you talking about, he's a warcraft!? Get out of there, Relic!
When the other guard screams, Relic shakes to hold his head and resist, then drops his gaggling arms and starts walking loosely.
And as I approached Brother Orlis, I began to wield my sword by and large.
"Brother!!
"Huh!"
The other guard jumps out in front of Brother Orlis and takes the sword, but it must have been an unexpected force. The sword was bounced off.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
When that wielding sword approached Brother Orlis' present, the branches popped along with the sound of breaking the earth, restraining Relic and pulling him down.
Perhaps Brother Orlis' example cheats...... something like the Spirit's automatic defense worked. With that gap, Brother Orlis opened his mouth again and looked at Bafomet, completing the spell.
""... cut off and burn down your soul and flesh, flame "!!"
At that moment, the fire pillar rose with the bouncing sound of the air called bread.
Bafomet in its center screamed awesome like a scratch of metal, stuffing and wiping out charcoal without a trace.
Relic, who would have been manipulated, lost his mind and lost his power.