"What's the sudden matter?
"There's a dead man. I'll explain everything later."
Rene and Tracy met under the brick staircase on the corner of the street.
Tracy looks like a bandit (sheaf) in a pitch-black work outfit.
From its neck up is the girl with the amber eyes and black hair. It's Miaranze's face with no cat ears.
"Yes, this is for the princess."
Tracy on Miaranze's face took out something like an opera mask.
When Rene took off the hood she had hidden her face so far and put the mask on her face instead, it sucked perfectly.
"Okay, I changed my face."
I don't know for myself, but this should have turned Rene into Mialanze's face, too.
Silver mirror mask.
It is a magic item that photographs someone else's face or head and disguises itself with a phantom on its head.
By the way, cat ears seem to be out of support range.
Tracy, who has social credibility, better not be too exposed to suspicious behavior. It's still worth using on his face, so I won't bother to diminish its value.
Rene is purely too conspicuous. I mean, if you see a silver-haired silver-eyed 10-year-old girl, everyone in the Ciel-Tayla Nation nowadays must think of "Princess Rose of Grievances” with zero commas.
The two with the same face began their action to be disputed at night.
"You smell awful."
Let him snap his nose. Rene flashes his face.
There was an absurd smell around that could be likened to something.
"I'm smoking bats in a few places around here.
Now that the nose of the beast can be crushed, you won't notice the smell of blood standing... but it's suspicious that something like that is burned, so someone will be here soon to find out what's going on. "
"Okay.... You've already got some signs of the Holy Beast moving. I'd be lucky if the orphanage caught me."
"Uh-huh. Hurry up."
The inn across the street was a small sprinkled one with a brick-and-mortar look.
The snowy gardens are lined with trees and avant-garde artistic stone sculptures.
And sitting like a dog in a slightly wider space is a tiger like wearing golden gear on a white body.
It is a holy beast.
The Holy Beasts, who appeared throughout the city, seemed scared at first by the citizens, but were accepted as they learned that they were the Holy Beasts of the Noaculio Army.
Basically I'm just standing still, so it's the end of getting out to the kids who come stuck in the funny half.
The holy beast sits in the middle of the garden. Looking for him, René approaches him with dignity.
There is no sign of movement.
These Holy Beasts, thank you. They're not accommodating like golems or robots.
A girl approaching herself in the middle of the night like this would be suspicious if she normally thought about it, but dealing with such things is out of order, so she doesn't make it microscopic.
The sight was deluded in disguise.
I don't know how sharp my sense of smell is, but I crushed it with the smell of a bat, even if it was sharp enough to discern the individual.
The signs are completely blocked by magic.
René circled behind the Holy Beast, where he became Durahan's figure.
Removing his neck, a cursed red blade was born in his hands.
"Good evening, Mr. Holy Beast. Goodbye."
Gently wave the red blade.
The tiger's neck fell as you sat down.
My weakened body was overthrown and my blood flowed.
"Oh, are you glad I killed you? Are you connected to a surgeon by reading (telepathy) or something?
"Then it would be weird if this Holy Beast hadn't moved to find out what was going on. But the sign of the Holy Beast near the castle is approaching.
Maybe this guy's just being ordered to start acting under certain circumstances, otherwise he'd have to be ordered directly to move. Otherwise, the reading (telepathy) range is short. "
"I see."
The exceptions set in motion by the immovable Holy Beasts were confirmed by the 'smell of blood' and the 'signs of undead'.
When there was a robbery on the street two days ago, a nearby Holy Beast flew in when a person was stabbed and bled.
It goes without saying when it comes to undead. When Rene tried to create one skeleton outside the city and brought it closer to the city, the nearby Holy Beast barked and called his people, flying away in unison to exterminate it.
And in both cases, after checking the situation, the Holy Beast went to the castle for a report.
From these examples, the Holy Beast and the Operator (?) Rene had determined that there would be no spiritual connection between them, or even if there were, it would be limited to ultra-short distances.
The operator has not obtained any information from the five senses of the Holy Beast, nor has he been able to give any further instructions in due course. The holy beast who found the undead was also purposefully barking and gathering his companions.
It's like a golem in which behavior is prescribed by an ordination ceremony (program). We're probably giving orders to move under certain conditions, so that if anything happens, we can come back and report it.
"I don't know if I'm going to react to the sound of the battle, but this makes it okay to be somewhat noisy"
"Copy that. Well, I guess it's my job from here on out. I'll put everyone to sleep except the target."
Ralph had a happy dream.
"Nhehe... intense... like me so much... gu gu guo..."
And all of a sudden, he was thrown out into the universe.
"Wow!?
I felt floating without knowing what was going on, and shortly afterwards, I was slapped from my face on the cold floor.
"Bugiru!!
The back of my nose smells of iron. When I woke up with my nose bleeding, something impossible was happening.
There's a big bed where Ralph slept. A large bed, which even an adult man would not have been able to lift if it had not taken about four, had been lightly flipped.
Two girls with dark hair and amber eyes look down at Ralph, illuminated by the lights of a heating magic machine (artifact) that mimics a fireplace. Although her body was different in size, her face was two melons.
"Oh, hey, hey, hey! Hey, what the fuck are you guys!?
I didn't know what it was. Do you even think these girls turned that huge bed upside down?
Stuffed the distance into the lagging Ralph, the little girl poked a bright red sword at him.
Give me a sword like you scraped out a gem.
"Ralph Bread McGregor. There's only one thing I need to do. Please die."
Ralph was afraid in his eyes. I don't even know the end of the year, I was afraid of a girl I didn't know who she was.
The amber eyes overlooking Ralph had a maddening light.
There is no shaking of a single shard. It was the eye of those who could pick a man's life so that even weeds could be mowed.
I didn't even care to resist with magic I was good at.
Ralph could only call people out loud.
In any case, the results remained the same.
"There...!
As soon as I was about to raise my voice, the bigger girl packed the distance at a wind-like speed and poked Ralph's throat with a knife.
"Oh ho! Oh, ho, ho!
Plus she let Ralph bite the monkey grub with a flowing hand.
"Did you try to say, 'Somebody help me'?
"Muggle, muggle!
The younger girl giggles.
- Come on, what are these guys! Who is it? What are you doing here!?
Ralph was finally understanding that something fatal was going on.
"Give me that."
"Yes."
And you two take out weird stuff.
A longer nail and a hammer, not a sword or a knife.
"I'm sorry. It's not my hobby, but it's my job too."
An older girl twisted Ralph's body down.
A little girl went there and hit the nail on Ralph's arm completely unconstitutionally.
"Ngu -! Ngu -!!"
Heavy pain struck a lightning bolt and ran through Ralph's entire body.
The girl hits one nail after another on Ralph's hands and feet with incredible force and stops Ralph from sewing on the floor like an insect specimen.
Ouch. Incredibly painful.
But if you try to escape the pain, the wound opens and it hurts even more.
All I can do is swallow all the pain and stand still, even though it hurts as much as I want to go around.
Ralph was chewing monkey gutters as hard as he could.
"Ugh! Uhhhhhh!! What the...!? Yikes! Aah!
"Shall I at least tell you, as a mercy, how you die?
It's someone's grudge that you fell in and killed. I'm taking revenge on you because you say you'll give me a soul. "
Girl's words like slapping.
I know what you're talking about if you say so far.
Even Ralph had a sense that he was cheating.
But from an extremely aristocratic and noble point of view, Ralph had a vision of the international situation.
There is no way to acquit Yuin in that situation. Some sort of 'punishment' would have been imposed even if Yuin had nothing to do with it. For the peace of all mankind, Yuin needed to be sacrificed.
Only Ralph got on with it. I just pushed my back so that the 'punishment' for Yuin would be a bit what I wanted, so there's no reason to be so far...!
"Hiko! Higanura! Give me the strawberry one!
"What? 'Listen to me'?
Ralph nodded as much as his neck was going to lift.
The mysterious girl conceives with a serious face.
"... If this is a trial, there must have been some people listening to your petition open.
For the first time, sin is shown in such a way as to convince everyone to be guilty. Suspects are given a chance to defend themselves... and that's the right way to do it. "
Ralph nodded so much that his neck was about to be cut a thousand times.
The girl smiles gently and puts her hands on her own face.
"I wish a knight like Yuin could have been properly judged."
The girl's face peeled off.
White side with some oriental atmosphere, with amber cat eyes. Its face transformed into a hexagonal light successor, eventually becoming a particle of light and misty. All that's left is a white opera mask.
The face that came out from below with the porcelain-like opera mask removed belonged to a girl with insanely distorted silver-haired silver-eyes.
There's no way I don't know who she is.
A tragic princess who has fallen into the King's capital and is now trying to destroy exactly the country.
“Princess Rose of Grief" … René “Rose Like (Rosie)" -Luvia Ciel-Teira.
"I am the Avenger. Outside your path. Only push through irrationally.
… mourn the misfortune that meets me "
"Ugh... ah..."
Ralph didn't have a voice.
Ralph finally realized that he had no chance of surviving a single incident.
"I wanted to kill you after seeing you suffer scattered, but I don't think I have time. That's all I'm sorry about."
Ralph thought it was the kind of word I heard somewhere.
Rene turned her back on Ralph and put her hands on the mysterious black shadow.
At this time, Ralph realized for the first time. That the unidentified stone statue that should have been kept in the Inn's garden is now in the room for some reason.
"Come on, we have to make a mess so we can't resuscitate."
René lifted a stone statue bigger than his height, horribly lightly.
And she brings in the stone statue.
Over Ralph.
With his back stretched out, Rene hoists the stone statue up to the height it attaches to the ceiling.
"Mass x Height x Gravity Acceleration"
A huge shadow of black spread across Ralph's sight.
- Ahhhhhhhh!? Or, stop, stop, put that stuff on, and you'll die, you'll die, you'll die.