Sevens

I rode May down to the rear of the Galleria camp, and I was aiming for a tent with you from there.

"Oh, you can still see it from here. Shit...... you should have seen it in the privileged seat if it was so funny"

To my voice, May looked beside me. There was a big hole, and the magic that flew through it determined the earth.

"Don't worry. In a way, I think Lyell's always got a privileged seat. I've learned a lot lately."

A serpent with a giant nine-headed, and an eight-armed lion samurai. Next door a giant samurai of flames was fighting a demon who looked like a woman made of ice. This one also looked like he was seeing the magic of the Nowems and trying to see if he thought it was powerful.

(You have talent for magical relationships. Aria is a melee specialist, whereas the two of you are also good at distance fights by magic)

Though I'm really excited about this, when I arrive at the rushed Galleria's tent, you look at me, Leold.

"Lord Lyell!!"

I've got a hug. With tears, he looked so blue that he was likely to fall even now.

"Oh, I'm Lord Lyell. Well, Mr. Leold... why don't you give me a hand in the first place?

I stick my thumb up and let you know that Luthorworth's unit is closing in. Apparently, some lords have deliberately passed through the soldiers of Lusoworth.

I've been observing the situation, and I was coming to Galleria's tent. This one was going to earn martial arts plain when his surroundings were blinded by flashy battlefields.

"No, that! Better since I stopped the sisters!

I'm laughing.

"No, that's funny, or I make it go on because I need it. I also need to drain the gas. Besides, it's more convenient for me to be tired."

That's what I said, Leold. I asked you to gather the soldiers around you and get in position to wait for Luthorworth's troops.

I was fully supportive and watched over your command, Leold, keeping to the point of answering questions if asked. It wasn't too bad, and it felt like it was easy.

The foundation was laid, not bad, so I left it to surround the enemy trying to ambush him, and pinched him where he came out to take it.

On a flashy battlefield, we fought only plain battles here, but martial arts is martial arts.

For example, martial arts is martial arts, even if you defeat nearly three hundred people surrounded by fifty who invaded you ready to die.

"You mentioned the handles in the first line. Okay, now you're a fine knight, too, Leold."

I let you handle yourself, Leold, and when I let you clean that up, I saw the battlefield where the giant golems would fight.

"... If it's the fourth generation, I'd say I can take the money."

That's how I squealed, and I called May.

- Gracia was manipulating giants created with flames.

"So long as this doesn't increase in power and reach!

Elsa, who likewise created a giant out of ice, was grabbing a female-shaped giant's hair ornament and manipulating the giant from above his head.

Gracia, on the shoulder of the giant, turns her gaze to you when she avoids the magic that flew from side to side.

The whole serpent was turning his head toward Gracia. Precisely, it was made to point it at by Miranda's golem, but it is true that it was attacked.

"Get out of my way..."

When I tried to do it back, Elsa's created golem hit me. Through the golem made of flames, the ice golem is melted and thinned.

But I don't see Elsa.

"- Go!"

As Gracia looked up, Elsa had created a great sword of ice on her wand and was swinging it down.

But such Elsa turns herself in the air and goes far away. If Gracia had seen Nowem and the others, the serpent would have turned his open mouth around the lion's samurai to this side.

Magic gathered, and the lion samurai shot a chunk of wind out of his mouth as it was.

Caught in the wind, Gracia's golem of flames breaks its shape. It was evidence that it had not yet been able to maintain the operation and the golem.

Then an ice golem with a thin woman's arm melted from behind grips Gracia.

As Elsa approaches Gracia as she runs through her golem arms.

"Gotcha!!"

He tried to flash the sword at Gracia's neck. However, is Elsa's operation still sweet? Gracia falls straight down when she puts a flame in her body and melts Golem's hand.

Gracia was out of breath when the melted and decided golems landed on the rough ground.

Elsa's golem had also collapsed to break the ice, and both of them had shortness of breath when they landed before Gracia.

We have done unfamiliar things, but this is the first time we have fought with all our strength. Pace allocation was disturbed.

Under the circumstances where Nowem and Miranda were fighting in the Golem nearby, the two set up their own weapons when they faced each other.

I tried to end it with this blow... and there's a voice coming from the sky.

"Both sides, put down your weapons! Look around you!

It was Lyell...

- Aria even arrived where the elves were looking at the battlefield.

Using his skills in a row, Aria ran around the battlefield, holding her breath and falling in front of Eva.

"... what about Lyell?

To the sweaty aria, Eva pointed to the sky as she offered a water bottle. Ruthlessly, he told Aria it was too late.

"There now. Look, it's a climax already."

In response to Eva's self-abandoned smile, Aria looked in the direction indicated. There, I could see Lyell riding a Kirin in the light of the clouds.

Aria breaks consciousness on the ground as it is. In that.

"I will never forgive you, Lyell..."

I was going to talk about my anger for Lyell...

Everyone was watching me cross May in Kirin.

In the sight of the soldiers on the battlefield, I slowly gave instructions to Mae to descend.

While gathering everyone's gaze, Nowem and Miranda, who created a giant golem, turn each other's golems back into just earthen masses.

The battlefield was terrible.

It was a delightful miscalculation that Nowem and Miranda's strengths, who experienced “growth” more than before, had risen to this point. The laughter creeps up, but Nowem and Miranda look at me colder than usual.

Nowem seemed really angry, and Miranda still seemed unhappy. I guess I was going to beat Nowem.

When I got off the ground, I raised my voice from Mae's back.

"Look around you!

There, not only Elsa and Gracia, but the soldiers from each faction involved in the battles of Nowem and Miranda were falling.

Sure, it's a terrible sight, but it's also true that I was doing it for this.

(Betrayal, people who have trampled on and had delicious thoughts, but it's also pathetic when this happens)

fear, and a great number of those who ceased to move. Considering what they've done so far, it could be a lot of sweet treatment.

(We would have come trampling the weak ourselves. Well, the time has come to put the fourth generation of teaching into action!

I'm looking around.

"How dare you! Involve your allies, not just your enemies! This war, no winners on both sides! If you mean to fight any more, this Lyell Walt will be your opponent!

Soldiers from both factions were bending their knees as they pulled out the sword deposited from Aria and protruded the sword into heaven with May's back.

I guess I never thought it would be a battle so far. And at the same time, we did not think that the existence we had used had been so far.

Furthermore, we could show that such a presence is still in the outside world.

(Perfect. It's perfect, me!

Gracia, Elsa - what would have happened if the two names had worked together and fought Nowem and Miranda... maybe they would have lost.

But as it stands, it looked like the two of them had fallen down after finding a pacing allocation first. Wouldn't that be the best timing?

I was able to move behind a lot of things, and I could even make you put up a handle while you were little. This time the results turned out satisfactory.

From the soldiers of both factions emerge those who let go of their weapons. One, another and the soldiers who are letting go of their weapons.

I got off May and I was soaking wet. Walking on the ground, I looked down at the two women who had fallen from their knees.

"... do this at all"

When I said it as if it was frightening, two older people than me were looking down at me casually. I thought the guy wasn't immune, but it feels really good.

"Shouldn't it have been in the plan?

Mr. Gracia started talking to Potspot.

"No, at first I wanted you to see Leold clear... that was all. And yet the automaton pulled up and didn't even get in touch."

With Mr. Elsa looking up at me.

"Chi, no! I was taken away by a messenger... so..."

I shake my head to the side. After that, when I send out a messenger because I've been robbed, they say things like we've fallen into suspicion of each other. I got scared of my talent as I imagined it.

(Well, do you want to drop it at first)

And you look down at them with a cold gaze, and you say it in a cold tone.

"Since when do you think I've been one of your men? Besides, doesn't that look like a lover? Let's say it's clear. I'm not yours."

Speak out with dignity and confidence. Both Gracia and Elsa felt like they were ashamed of themselves before giving them a look that seemed to lean over and regret them.

I guess I do have a consciousness that it was floating.

Right here.

"I'm not yours. But you two are already my property. I won't allow you to get hurt on your own. Look, show me your face."

I crouched down and wiped the mud out of their faces, and they were pokin '. And he was dyeing his cheeks. Again, my face is top notch on the continent.

Smile and you can handle the whole thing. When I get them up, I tell them.

"Everything about you is mine. Give it to me from now on. That way... I'll give you my future, the man who gets this continent"

Tired and dull judgment is also an important point. Be gentle after weariness and shock so much that you don't feel uncomfortable with this subtle flow.

(Fourth Generation...... Now I am putting your teachings into action. Create a mood, tire and deprive judgment, be gentle with women...... thanks to the teaching of the fourth generation)

He said mood making is important. But it was the story in battle that tired and rushed me to blunt my judgment. I haven't asked you to be cold before being nice to women... but if you think it's an application, it's fine.

Then, we both looked impressed...

"Yes. On this spear"

"I will work for Lord Lyell on this wand…"

You're not immune to men, we've both seen me with glittering eyes. Isn't she cute? But they looked at us differently.

But if you look only at the results......

(Ok, mission completo wo!!)

I carried Elsa and Gracia on May to both factions.

There, surrounded by senior Luthorworth officials, I was questioned.

'I told you! You said the queen belongs to you!? You take responsibility for it!!'

Same with Galleria. Leold, to the lords who surrounded you.

"You'll get it, won't you? Because if it was a lie, I'd be in real trouble. I'm in trouble!

That's what they said. That's all the flashy rumbling. Both would have understood how dangerous a situation they were.

And for the first time, I really bumped into him, and both Elsa and Gracia should have measured their strength.

When I tried to get back to my tent after everything, my people were waiting for me there with a delicate face.

Nowem seemed to make him worry and had a tougher eye than usual.

Miranda smiles but her eyes aren't laughing. I'm sure he's mad that he's gone on his way.

Aria stares at me with a tired look on her face. I'm sure they couldn't find me around and catch me.

Shannon looked around and was horny. I don't seem to know what to do because nobody can sweeten me because of the bad vibe.

Clara was complaining about the bumps. I was watching Flirting and Miranda, so I'm sure she's angry that you can hide the magic of the Golem.

Eva......... checks the notes and ignores the air around her.

Same goes for May. In other words, he is an accomplice who fled with me.

(Damn, these guys are pissed off to this extent... aren't they cute)

Monica comes to me, shaking her pull.

"Chi, you chicken bastard!! The line! I can't restore my line with the chicken bastard! My bond with the chicken bastard. Huh!!"

To Monica like that, the one with the external battery is Bosoli.

"It was a bond."

Yes, I squealed behind Monica. Both number two and number three, you must think so when you look at Monica.

If Monica thought something was wrong with her movements, I would still be using the magic equipment. Grasp the pattern and think about what will happen to the anger of the historical contemporaries and Mr. Mireia, given that it's all over...

(Shit. I forgot. Well, it doesn't affect the outcome, okay? Still, there's no art in just being pissed off like this)

"All right, you guys line up a little. Time for a reward."

... came up with a secret plan.