Sevens

Day two of sailing.

I woke up in a given room on a rocking ship.

As I stretched out my back, I heard voices coming from the hallway.

It's Eva and Clara.

"Hey... I can't do this yet"

"Ki, it's disgusting"

When I put my head on it, they had been seasick since yesterday because they hadn't been able to make a sailing trip. When I got up, Monica called out.

"Good morning, chicken bastard"

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and saw Monica. Without a doubt, he was preparing himself in my room.

"... locked, didn't I?

When I looked at the door, the door knob keys were locked.

"It goes hand in hand with not being in front of this monica, such as that degree of key. Before the daunting of caring for chicken bastards, that degree of key can't even be an obstacle! Oh, we have a wet towel today because it rocks"

While I received a wet towel in cold water, I wiped my face and decided not to think about Monica. At this level, I felt like I was going to be unlocked.

So ask how the other fellows are doing.

"Eva and Clara still look spicy, but what happened to the other members?

Monica, when she received the wet towel from me, took the morning ID set out of the gap between the skirt and the apron and offered me a chair. Sitting down, Monica starts to set her hair.

"The bastard Nowem is nursing Aria and May. Miranda has a terrible little girl, Shannon, so that's your response. There was a lot going on at night. Chicken bastards who say that seem pale, too?

A voyage that can't be a boulder. Besides, on the second day, I seem to be tired, too. When I sighed, I asked about Shannon, who seemed the harshest.

"Is Shannon the worst? Sounds like a tough time cleaning a room."

Then Monica smiled and offered me a glass when she finished setting my hair. Not to say drink, but the liquid in the cup offered to wash his mouth was translucent green.

It's in my mouth, and when I wash it in my mouth, Monica offers me a small bucket.

"No problem. This Monica full option version is not Dada. We have everything from cleaning the room to laundry"

From within the treasure balls, a seventh generation of voices was heard.

"This automaton. Isn't he actually pretty good? Usual words and deeds are all incredible, but it may be true that the ancients brought together wisdom to make them. '

I tend to forget but Monica does everything for me to see what I do normally. And there have been many occasions where I have been helped thanks to its performance.

Is the fourth generation still a little unconvincing?

'I mean, why did the ancients make these automatons? Waste of technology or something...... whoa, is Lyell feeling all right too? We haven't arrived in the planned waters yet, but we can't move, can we?

We took on the escort of the Vera Trace because the ship passes through the waters where it is believed that the damage caused by demons has increased. We really have to go through there, and if we get information that many ships have been destroyed and sunk, we'll do enough to hire an escort.

Most importantly, because of the reaction of the Trace family, I don't think there is anything going on with the Lucky Goddess, but just in case, I was asked to work.

I tell the fourth generation that while I feel a little bit of my body dalliance, I'm okay with holding the treasure ball. When I got up, Monica offered me a change of clothes.

"You... Forget it"

When he received it, Monica gave him a proud look.

"Pfft, if you keep this up, you can't live without me. It's a human completion. It's okay. I'll take care of you till you die."

I threw my undressed jacket at something I wasn't happy about at all.

Outside - out on the deck, I came to eat lightly and get some outside air.

It's Eva, who's pale, who's been following me. I've been following you around wanting some outside air, but it was a situation where I was lending you my shoulder.

"Hey, are you sure you're okay?

Eva looked blue while disturbing her breathing.

"It's okay. You told me you could throw up in the ocean outside."

This guy's not okay at all. That's what I thought. I sighed and headed out of the way on the deck.

When I grabbed him by the railing, Eva looked far away. I asked the sailors, they seem to be trying to deal with what works for seasickness.

"... I should have stayed at the Mansion"

Eva in tears, but I advised her to stay in the mansion. But both Clara and Eva followed by showing interest in foreign countries.

I scratch my back so I can laugh.

"You're following me, so give it up. You'll be able to do it in three days. Nevertheless, I didn't know land was that far away"

On the left hand side of the path, the land was visible far away.

Eva looks at the land.

"I want to go back to land"

I was crying.

As I was rubbing Eva's back, which cut off weak, a voice rang from behind. Looking back, there Mr. Vera stood with a red sun umbrella to shake his two-sided up hair into the tide.

"That's terrible. Is this your first sailing trip?

"Me and my buddies, it's almost the first time. My hometown is in Bansaim, so I couldn't get along."

There is little sea in Bansaim. The lake was not a place where there was or was really an edge to the sea.

Mr. Vera approached me when I held the umbrella with my right hand and raised my hair with my left hand.

"On the contrary, I have a rare sight without the sea. You've never climbed a mountain or anything, have you? After all, are you having fun or something?

When I tried to remember climbing the mountain, I remembered going on a picnic with my family. There were escorts around, watching our families with a smile on their faces.

My father and mother were gentle then, and Ceres...

That much I remembered, I held down half my face with my left hand.

(Ceres... what the hell did he look like?

Even if I try to remember, I can't. Then Mr. Vera approached me.

"Are you okay? Don't push yourself. Rest. It's only a few days from now, so I hope you can be on the boat by then."

I shook my head to the side.

"No, it's okay. And Eva..."

That's how I saw Eva, with a blue expression, swelling her cheeks and holding her mouth down.

"Eva!!"

"No more..."

Mr. Vera gave me advice as he turned his umbrella in circles.

"It's hard not to have anything in your stomach when you want to throw up. You either eat a little or let me drink some water. No booze."

They give me a handkerchief, and when I take it, I get confused. He was an expensive handkerchief.

"You can use it. Wipe your mouth. Beauty's ruined."

That's what they said and I wiped Eva's mouth off, and the sailors rushed out onto the deck.

And a sailor on the watchtower rang the bell and shouted up.

"Enemy Attack! Enemy Attack Oooo!!"

Then, when Mr. Vera folded his umbrella, he threw it at me and came over. Pulling the gold gun out of the back hip holster, the grip part holds a gun embedded in black and jewelry.

"Don't lose it because it's your favorite."

Look at the golden gun, and the seventh generation feels excited.

The revolver type! In my day it was bigger and four shots...... Hmm, do you have six! Long barrel, but not round and square, huh? The hammer part is also compact...... nice! I want it, Lyell!

I don't want anything else, but I honestly thought it was a good idea. Besides, I felt like it would be a painting when Mr. Vera had it.

As she lifted her hair, she checked the cylinder section and looked around.

"As usual. Don't argue with each other! If you break the ship, it's fish bait!

"Woos!"

"Leave it to me, my lady!

"I'll make you a hive!

The sailors were gathering on the deck with their weapons in their hands. Servel in the hand. And some sailors had guns. It wasn't a handgun, it was about a meter of guns I could hold in my hands.

The fifth generation.

"None of them have knives on them ahead?

Did you notice the fourth generation?

'If you run out of ammo, do you spear it... if you think so, do you want a gun too?

The seventh generation feels excited.

'You must be! You bet! After all, guns change the world!

However, the third generation was negative.

'... fight with that, that iron part of the gun? You don't bend where you shoot bullets out?

The seventh generation makes excuses.

'... it's delicate, so sometimes you can't. But! You just have to fix it! Besides, isn't it a great weapon that you can fight even if you run out of ammo!

Listening to the voices of the historical masters, I rang my fingers and appeared a treasure chest on the deck. From inside, two savels pop up.

When I take it, I offer Eva an an umbrella.

"It seems to be important, so don't get dirty. It's going to be over soon."

I pulled out the sabel and gave the sheath to Eva as well.

"I won't pollute you. But obviously, there's an atmosphere where the battle is going to take place. Were we needed?

The second generation of skills - all - taught me how the demons around me reacted, thinking that Eva's doubts were the best too. With animosity toward us, he jumped out of the sea.

That look - it's the sahagin I saw in the labyrinth before.

However, there were more sahagins with creepy scales and skin and scratches by the way than previous sahagins.

The movement was also somewhere sharp, unlike the sahaggin we saw in the labyrinth.

Mr. Vera fired a golden gun with one arm.

Smoke emanates from the muzzle, and Sahagin's head blows off as he jumps out of the sea and lands on the deck.

When the deck was stained with creepy green or blue blood, the sahaggins jumped out of the sea one hand after the other to signal it.

I stand guarding Eva on my back. The whole sahaggin 'thing that popped up rolled over the deck and woke up in front of me.

But when the gunshot struck, Sahagin blew directly beside him.

Turning her gaze in the opposite direction as she blew her gaze, Ms. Vera stood with a gun without a look on her face.

The seventh generation is excited.

"You improved your gun to a magic tool! Now go that far...... and I didn't know you would handle all those caliber guns with one arm!

He seemed happy and above all, but I sweated cold.

"Don't hit me."

Then Mr. Vera was shooting and killing the approaching Sahagin, opening the cylinder section and replacing the bullet.

As the heated pod fell to the floor, I heard a number of light metal noises. Around, the sailors also started fighting and heard gunshots and anger.

What about Vera who can put a bullet in it?

"Don't move too much. And the next one's coming."

A second generation of skills - you know more extensive than an oar, and looking ahead of Mr. Vera's gaze, the Sahaggins jumped out of the sea.

To the deck of the ship, he said it was quite tall, but what a jumping force, I slashed up the sahaggin coming at me with a twist on this one from the bottom to the top and broke it off beautifully.

As Mr. Vera was impressed while shooting through a different prey.

"You're just famous. Beautifully slashed again."

With that said, Mr. Vera shoots through the next prey with a gun. I saw the sight of her shooting through the sahaggin one after the other with a cool face and a cold sweat flowed.

Her dress hasn't been bleeding back. But I had the illusion that it was stained bright red with returning blood.

"I'll come one after the other. There's really a lot of these guys."

Mr. Vera, who tells him to be scared, fires three shots in a row towards the sea, causing Sahagin, who was shot through the air, to fall to the surface of the sea.

And a sailor on watch screamed.

"Big guy! He's got no neck!

Mr. Vera then laid down his left hand and shouted up.

"Cannon ready! The enemy is too late! Aim slowly!

I saw what was going on out there, and there was turtle armor floating on the surface. Hundreds of tentacles were out of the armor, and they were approaching us.

"Was it Shell Jerfish? I heard they called me" No Neck "or" The First. "

Moving near the railing, Eva also stood up and watched the demon, which was half the size of a ship floating on the surface of the sea in the same way.

"If that thing storms... Lyell, down there!

When they say and look down at the side part of the hull, the door opens and the cannon comes out of it. But it wasn't the kind of cannon I knew.

"That's an elongated cannon."

I threw the sabel I had in my left hand at Sahagin, who approached me from behind. Sabel pierced Sahagin's head as he rotated. And then Sahagin slowly falls on his back as he is.

Returning her gaze to the sea, Mr. Vera was giving instructions.

"Ready?

"Anytime!

From what looked like a barrel the sailor had on the wall, he heard something and was letting Mr. Vera know he was ready with his thumb up.

Mr. Vera laughs with a nigga.

"You don't think it's going to work forever.... shoot!!"

When the five shells out of the hull erupted the fire, the hull swayed greatly. And Nowem and Miranda popped up on the deck.

"Master Lyell!

"Damn it! Don't go out there, if you don't tell me... what, that..."

Nowem was relieved to look at me, and Miranda watched as the big demon that the Kohlo played and flew sank.

If you look around, the Sahaggins will escape. And the battle was about to come to an end.

Ms. Vera was gunned down by the holster as she saw the sight of the armor being destroyed by artillery shelling and the demon slowly sinking into the sea as it erupted blood.

"This is our strength. Do you still need an escort?

My provocative gaze made me laugh bitterly.

"Sure. But if you have all this power, why did you hire us? Weren't you worried?"

I laughed ridiculously that I would never need our help. But Mr. Vera raised his hair a little sad.

"... excuses. I want you to think that I did what I could. Always. Tie me to the ship. The goddess of good fortune can hear you."

Vera's side, looking up at the sky, seemed to be putting up with something.

... at the same time.

(Oh, that...? I kind of shake my sight... and my body suddenly weighs heavily on it)

Nowem and Miranda rushed up to me.

"Master Lyell!

"You're lying. This is not the time..."

I got a cold sweat on this body freak.

"... why... now"

In the treasure balls. The historical contemporaries.

"Ho. Are you finally here? The timing's ticking this time."

'No, isn't it perfect?

'I have time. I hope I manage to recover by the desired waters......'

'Ma, whatever... Lyell still has it. At this time, “growth” means. "

I'm on the inside.

(Lies. No way...... someone tell me it's a lie!!)

I was deeply scared that I had grown.