This sister, it's just her right leg, she's got fast legs.
I hadn't erased any signs, and I knew it was coming.
If I didn't care because I thought it was a sure distance in time, I betrayed my expectations and made it.
I don't seem to be capable of combat, but I wouldn't be insulted by this, really.
"For once, I'm one of you, can you step back?
He talks politely not to piss me off, but I wonder if this is your sister's land.
Either that or the oblivious feeling before this seems to be making it?
"Hey, if you get attacked on a mission, come on. The kind your sister tells you to discuss with that other person?
"You're on the run at full speed."
"Then why don't you understand? Your Majesty's right-hand man, I can't have pity on someone who interrupts my mission."
"That's hard to say. But didn't you just give me one chance earlier? Why don't you show her that mercy?"
You should have been far away, but I wonder if you were watching. I knew you had to be careful, this guy.
"If you didn't want to die, you could have crawled and begged for forgiveness then. I'm not merciful enough to give you many opportunities."
Given that they resent you, you'd better kill them here.
"I will report to Her Majesty the Queen."
"Fine. Or you will. Reporting"
"Well, yeah"
It's impossible not to.
"Okay, that's enough. I'm telling you, if I disturb you, I'll fly your sister's neck too."
I put my gaze back on a bad diet.
You've noticed, I don't move a thing. No, can't you move? I guess I can't move.
The signs just moved, and I was going to scratch your neck.
"Okay. Let's do this, then. Please at least repart."
"Re-split?"
What are you trying to say? I don't know.
"I found that there was a difference in strength. However, under the present circumstances, we will report the unilateral killing of the irresistible."
"But you saw me coming at you."
"Come on, it was a long way. Besides, if you were the one who got amnesty from Her Majesty the Queen, wouldn't it be a problem to rematch? That's right."
………………
I don't know what I want to do.
For rematching, this bad eating has no chance of winning either.
"What do you say, 'Dark Crossing'?"
"That's fine. Because the results won't change."
I pulled my sword a few steps away.
I've already cut off the attack of bad eating.
There will be hidden balls, but no problem.
As I look at it, the bad food rises cursorily.
Looking at me and my sister alternately. [M]
"Well, go ahead, be full"
Let the battle begin. I held the sword in my right hand. [M] And......
………………
Soon, a bad diet was grounded.
My forehead is perfectly on the ground.
What do you mean, this.
"Apparently, the rematch didn't work out."
"Just kidding."
"This is Mr. Dark Crossing's undefeated battle."
"You conspired, Oi."
"No, I just suggested a rematch."
Can you slay your irresistible, grounded companion, your sister said.
I don't have a problem killing anything, but the report will come later.
I don't care anymore.
I laid down my sword.
I feel like I've been hit, but as long as they don't even resent me, it's fine.
Your sister is on her right leg, and she won't divulge my information to this bad diet.
So......
"What do you do?
I stripped my fangs of eating badly. I see. A face like this.
"I remember my face. If you come near me, even if you don't know it, I'll kill you without question. I will not forgive you at that time."
Bad eating stayed grounded and shook his head vertically.
If this is all you threaten, you'll be fine.
And this bad eating, you're young.
About twenty years old.
I don't know what I'm talking about, but if I get two names so soon, it'll be tough later.
"So, sister, could you please dispose of this body?"
"Okay. So can you tell me? Is the directive a success?
"It's through there rolling, it's a double. Sounds like they're both magicians. He seemed confident in his arm, but he was so weak he couldn't talk. It's a thousand needles and a bad diet that's been involved since we finished."
"I understand. I'm sorry for 'Dark Crossing', but could you please explain to Her Majesty?
"... why?
Reporting would be the role of the Right Foot.
If you want a report, it's not as stingy (yabusa) as writing, but I've never heard you go directly to Her Majesty the Queen to report it.
"That, of course, is about Mr. Thousand Needles. It was not in the directive, and I have not seen it. So we can't report it."
"That's about the error, isn't it?
"That's not how I'm going"
"It's troublesome, that gateway over there"
It breaks my bones to clear every one of them.
"I have amnesty, so shouldn't I go directly?
"Yeah? Are you sure?
I will, directly.
"No one can restrain Mr. Dark Crossing."
"Speaking of which, yeah. It's easy to forgive."
It made me feel easier at once.
"Then you'll go. Best regards,"
"Oh. But tomorrow night, I guess."
"Why not?
Your sister's eyebrows distorted into a troubled shape.
"You have business tomorrow morning, right? So he wants to go home and sleep today."
"Tomorrow morning..."
Your sister seems to have figured out what it is.
There's a dragon college entrance ceremony.
Before I do, I have a loaf of bread.
Either that or I want to get up early for you.
"Fair enough. Anyway, it's an amnesty, and no one will be able to say it face to face where they complain."
That's convenient, amnesty.
I think I'll keep a big fat one in my back. "I'm a total pardon".
I won't do it because I'm embarrassed.
"Well, it's good to see you later."
I left it to the end, and I melted into darkness.