Sevens

- In the lead of the Carthaphs storming an army of dead soldiers, there was a fourth generation figure.

"You're almost to Central. Well, I'm not too sneaky to let my wife work. Because of this, if we even had weapons like this, I'd like to try them."

A dagger holding a dagger in both hands, also with a blade on the back outward, moving to draw a circle. The fourth generation throws a dagger in both hands gently upwards, grasping it back at the time it falls.

"Full drive -"

I shrugged.

When the fourth generation disappeared from the spot, in the next moment an army of dead soldiers was slashed down one after the other, blown up and daggers were protruding one after the other on his head.

When the path that the fourth generation seemed to have passed in an instant could be made, the fourth generation of armies and the army of Carthaphs entered the posture of the assault with a view to it.

My fourth generation wife.

"Here, Decree"

"Wow, I know. Assault!"

Ludmila was rushed and more than 100,000 large armies stormed after the fourth generation slashed in. At the forefront are the armies of the fourth generation.

Avoid the blow of the soldiers of the slashed skeleton, the fourth generation slashes and lays down the soldiers of the skeleton one after the other with minimal movement.

The move was really mild.

A fourth generation wife raises her right hand and rings her finger as she watches the movement. In a position away from the fourth generation, when the two magic formations appeared in the sky, the magic of fire fell from it.

"Look, we're close to Central. You're putting up a position, right? Prepare!"

Fourth generation wife standing next to Ludmila and giving instructions. In addition to not getting used to Ludmila and the feeling of being watched, I really didn't like it when I felt it was being tried.

"I know!

"I don't give a verbal answer! You think that makes you a Walt woman?

Ludmila was frustrated by the emergence of a novel aunt. But, besides being strong, it's not even if you're in contention.

My fourth generation wife had fun telling Ludmila a nettine novel, too, knowing that.

"Still, you're Marks. I can count on you."

He was the fourth generation wife to slay and lay down one skeleton soldier after another on the front line, and to say so, seeing the fourth generation that disappears from time to time and blows up enemies around him -

- Lyell's main army. In a place like the one beside it, former Bansaim civilians, who were just participating, were fighting soldiers with their weapons in their hands and their skeletons.

But it was not an attempt from the fence, it was an escape.

I've held the sword before, and they can do about the basics. But the body is one now because of years of sitting work and being threatened.

Mireia was sighing, looking at it.

"Ha... that doesn't help."

When I fired a pistol in both hands, the bullet was blowing the weak spot of a soldier in the skeleton - a clean blow to the head.

Mileia, who knows where she's weak, doesn't even have that much to make. From the fence and surrounded by soldiers of the skeleton, one enemy after another is defeated.

The gun you fired throws down, and the person you approached slashes you with a knife on the barrel. Sometimes I wear a dress and my skirt floats. It was like dancing.

Sometimes he was kicking the head off a soldier in the skeleton.

"Maybe something I can't work on a little harder?

That's what I said. Mileia turned her gaze to Ralph, her grandson inside the fence. But Ralph also had a weapon, but to a lesser extent than the others.

On desks, meetings, rooting, etc. can't be said to be competent in a strong but direct battlefield.

And Miranda and Shannon came out treated on the back side of the fence.

"I'm late. You can always go."

"Yes!"

Shannon on Miranda's created cat beast golem also answers Mireia by stretching his spine.

Mireia smiled and blew the head of a soldier in the skeleton with a pistol. The bullet is also piercing and blowing the second head that was behind it.

"Oh, can we just rest a little longer? But I'm glad you're willing. … Now, you guys take a good look at the strength of the person you tried to exploit."

Mireia staring around. The Ralphs turned their gaze to Miranda.

A lady named Mireia marries the Circleys, and the blood goes to Miranda. Shannon inherited the Devil's Eye.

These two would undoubtedly have succeeded Mireia's blood in thickness. Miranda threads out of both hands. A yarn created by magic materializes and wraps around the golem on which Shannon is riding.

"Wire frame"

When Miranda squeals like that, the golem gradually grows larger. Miranda rides on that shoulder as she changes shape to a samurai in armor with a lion's head. It was more complete than the golem I showed before when I fought Nowem.

The frame was made of wire made up, and the movement was smoother through the wire in the soil. And it's even more gigantic.

The delicate flow of magic is a craftsmanship that Shannon supports. Shannon was also a good helper.

When the created golem growls, his arms jump out of its back. What the hand growing from his back had was a variety of weapons.

"Well, great. That's what you deserve to be a Walt woman. We have to do this."

Mireia, naturally speaking, also jumped on the lion's samurai. "It's a nice view from a high place," he says, "but Mireia with the Devil's Eye shouldn't see the view.

When Miranda tries to open her mouth.

"I can see it. Anyway, you have the support of a treasure ball. Yeah, I feel very fresh. Well, what a collapse of the Central where I've lived for years - oh, I'm not sad at all."

Mireia seems fine looking at the collapsing Central, even though she seemed sad at first. Rather.

"Come on, we'll ravage you. Ravage!"

Says Shannon, who sees Mireia as having fun.

"... the Walt family is strange."

Miranda seemed to agree on that, too. Look at the battlefield where magical and skilled attacks occur around you, and nod.

"Right. It's a lot thicker than us. Nowem must be stuck in words. Well... looks like Lyell's gonna help, and we're gonna do as much as we can to help. If you keep being shaped like a winner and a runner, you can't win for life."

If you even die here, Nowem will be a harem winner with a lifetime of scratches in Lyell. Miranda was wary of that.

"We have to settle this."

That's what I'm gonna say and make a real face for Miranda, with Mireia excited.

"Fine, Miranda. That's the Walt family woman!

Shannon was looking at the fathers looking up from the ground. He has an open mouth and a dumb face.

"... after all, you're normal, aren't you? The Walt family is crazy. I've never felt like I could."

Mireia said that to Shannon.

"It's okay! Because as soon as we all said that, we got used to it!

I wasn't too happy to pass on the information...

I was slashed by Agrissa, making sure the ground was fighting flashy.

Damage is definitely done, but it's still not enough for a decision hit.

It's also a problem that Nowem is being taken in by Agrissa and exposed to the outside of her head. Obviously that seems weak there, but I'm guarding it with Nowem.

He's plain nasty. I think you have a bad personality.

"Agrissa, you - you have a bad personality"

With that said, while Eva clings to Porter.

"I've noticed by now! It's a bad idea!

When I switched positions with the Valkyries in the shuffle, I appeared directly above the porter and landed there.

"Nothing is a good decision. Maybe - pretty harsh odds, but I'm also thinking about good people actually. Well, Nowem's more important, so I'll kill him if he's a good guy."

With that said, Aria appeared over Porter's left hand as she shorted her breath.

"Oh, you... do something about it. I'm hurting you, but I don't feel like I can win at all?

Agrissa plays scratches and more immediately. With both hands here, more than thousands of spheres of light appeared around us. They are all masses of high-density magic.

"There's a little mayhem. I'm gonna finish this."

Agrissa had one eye slightly enlarged and had blue muscles floating around her forehead.

"It's easy to wrinkle when you're angry."

When I advised her, Agrissa was unnecessarily angry.

"If you can beat this number, beat it! - And regret the ramblings against me!

Thousands of lights striking. I certainly can't handle it in warp. I need to get the Valkyries back close.

"Then in exchange for you - shuffle"

"Become!"

Agrissa takes thousands of attacks of her own making. After all, he was protecting Nowem's chest. Attacks hit Agrissa one after the other, causing an explosion and being engulfed in smoke.

I'm a little relieved.

"You're still there. Good for you. If it was around my lower abdomen or my buttocks, I didn't think it would look picturesque. It bothered me that there was a weakness in the boulder. We just have to let Aria storm."

"I don't like it either!

It makes me look dirty in a man's me. I thought it would be critical safe if Aria did it, but Aria hated it so much.

"I have no choice. Then I'll be the one when it does."

Clara has a serious voice for it.

"Stay away from that topic, Mr. Lyell!

That's what I said, so I had no choice but to shut my mouth. Well, I think if I do it, no matter how obscene, I'll reach the realm of art, so it'll be fine.

Instead, wouldn't I already be an art? A finished sculpture-like work of art that is not exposed to nudity or seen with obscene eyes. Yes, I'm not a living piece of art...

"Come back! Don't immerse yourself in paranoia. Come back, Lyell!

Aria tells me to stop thinking.

"All right, when we build the Empire, let's sculpt my naked body and decorate the bronze statue with the capital. This is gonna be great! Ahahahahaha -"

I heard a creepy voice laughing at me. It's Agrissa.

Agrissa was wrapped in an explosion and looked painful on the boulder as the smoke cleared up. Some parts of the bone were visible from the meat.

"- Laayeru"

A deep wrinkle is engraved between the eyebrows, but it will be repaired soon. After all, he seems to be unleashing an attack that also ensures his safety.

Bad character guy.

I sigh.

"Ha, fuck you...... do I have to go with my wife now"

"I don't care about your wife or anything, just do something! It's cold, it's cold!

I don't know if I'm afraid of high places and I'm shaking, or if I'm cold and I'm shaking, Eva. I saw Nowem.

The neck is lowered dalarily and taken in by the agrissa below its own clavicular portion.

"Well, it's easy to do. Anyway, waking up a sleeping beauty is always the job of a prince on a white horse. Well, I'm a future emperor, so I'm subtly different."

Well, if you're not a prince, you're not a prince. But the very existence of me is special, so there's nothing wrong with it. Rather, I think it is more of a rare value than a prince or prince. Sooner or later, the emperor - what a premium sounding.

"My next emperor, my sense of premium, isn't half as good."

With that said, there's Monica floating next to the porter.

"... is it premium? Well, Omake, that means. It's a boulder, chicken bastard."

"Yes, the existence of me is special, and the title to say emperor and so on is nothing more than an omelet! So I'm the Sleeping Princess - or I'll wake up my sleeping lover."

"... do as you please"

I can hear Clara screaming. I'm sure you're jealous. Let's follow up later. Because I'm a man who never forgets to follow.

But my skills connected by a deep kiss......

I still think I'm the man with it. The chosen man is still different.

When I kicked Porter into the sky thinking that, I reached out to Monica. Monica grabs my hand and goes straight to Nowem's.

"I wanted to keep the Sleep Princess kiss exclusive. Because it's my first important memory."

Agrissa has tried to attack Monica, who speaks foolishly, with her hands turned. I'm laughing.

"It's the most effective means. Connect with Nowem and arouse consciousness"

"Oh, you were wondering. I thought you just wanted to kiss me."

Naturally, both are conclusions to think about.

We got a bunch of magic chunks shot out of Agrissa, and we're going through it. Monica was avoiding and, when inevitable, emitting light from her wings to intercept an attack by magic.

Monica flies through the sky holding me to move rapidly. Sudden descent, surge, and rotation add up to a lot of fun.

"Automaton style!!"

I spotted Agrissa's frustration, and I warp the attack plain enough to hit Agrissa. The Valkyries are also attacking Agrissa with chimatima, and Agrissa's frustration will have reached its peak.

I laugh.

"Look, what's up? I'm here, - Agrissa."

To tease you, something like a lizard protruded from all over your body whether Agrissa had reached the limit of patience for a good addition or subtraction.

"Enough! They don't even leave dust - they disappear."

When the mighty magic appeared, it was unleashed against us. That enormity is enough to include only me, Monica, and the porters and the Valkyries behind it. We only get into that blow that was fired into the sky.

"If you stay away from your allies, warp is free to -"

From above the winning Agrissa, I am let go and approached by Monica.

"I'm sorry. That's an illusion. For creating skills, I get caught up in third-generation skills. Lovely, Agrissa."

I'll stay down and come in front of Agrissa. When you see yourself in huge eyes, you wave a knife across the horizon. Then the red line went into the side, slashing and tearing Agrissa's eyes open. Blood and drooling fluids erupt.

Agrissa covering her face with both hands.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!"

Suffering Agrissa, I reached for Nowem's chin when I landed near Nowem. Lift your chin and overlap your lips as they are when in a kissable position. When lines are built between each other.

- Nowem, you.

Nowem slowly opened his eyes. Purple eyes glow pale. And look at me and smile.

"You're a boulder, Master Lyell. How dare you hunt down Agrissa so far? After all, you are the lord I expected."

It was a kind voice.

It's just that the line with Nowem connects, and I breathe into the information that flows in from Nowem.

"Monica!"

"Gatten!"

Jumping out of Nowem, I ride Monica's back in the air. As it was, he woke up. Nowem took a slow, deep breath.

Eva's holding onto Porter, coming at me.

"Hey! Why aren't you helping me!

I gave Clara immediate instructions.

"Clara, use Porter's arm! Aria and Eva have the Valkyries retrieve them!

As the Valkyries grabbed Eva and Aria and left Porter, Porter extended those big hands to Agrissa's body.

It was Agrissa holding her eyes, but when Nowem exhaled.

"How long have you been playing? You can't do that."

When Nowem's eyes narrowed, Agrissa suddenly moved.

"Well, my body..."

Agrissa's hand grabs Porter's extended hand. With a grasp, I shouted at Clara.

"Do it!"

Clara used a weapon that was planted on both Porter's arms. When both arms of the porter are severed, the torso portion is retracted by the Valkyries.

Nowem was laughing at the sight.

"You planted it for a long time. It seemed like a lot of fun and fun to watch Master Lyell flirt with Porter. I'm smiling."

Nowem smiling...

At the next moment, the pile planted in Porter's arm was fired. The arm explodes with planted gunpowder and Agrissa's arm is blown away.

As Agrissa was about to open her mouth and scream, suddenly something like a mask came out of her body and blocked her mouth.

To Agrissa, Nowem rose naked as if slowly rising out of the bath from her buried body. There is a magic tool in his hand.

Nowem, whose arms blew up and pierced a magic tool, a wand, at the agonizing Agrissa.

Aria saw the sight.

"What, Nowem's guy, could he be taken in..."

I'm going to Aria, and I'm going around.

"No. The Nowem guy - he was deliberately taken in by Agrissa. I was going to let Agrissa stab me in the head from the start."

Ultimately, Nowem wakes up and detains Agrissa. He was going to let us concentrate and put out every single one of us.

By doing so, Nowem made me stronger - that's what I thought. Not a force. He was trying to lead me through Nowem's death and make me spiritually stronger - and to become a fine emperor.

"- Nowem switched policies because he can't win at Agrissa"

The hair clasp came off and the long hair was released and swayed by the wind. Nowem said to give it back to me.

"Yes. It's more than I imagined. Master Lyell always does. Keep betraying my expectations all the time. I was so happy with that. Unlike the vulnerable who abandoned their bodies and fled to their dreams. As a true man, you deserve to rule this planet. My plan is - it's done with this. Unfortunately, we can't keep an eye on what lies ahead."

Let go of the wand that pierced Agrissa, and Nowem put his hands together in front of his chest. You also look like you're praying.

"Oh, great. Okto, our plan was a success. I could even finish the traitor's septem. - Nihil, Unus, Duo, Trace, Quattuol, Queenquet, Sex... The descendants of all seven goddesses also gathered under Master Lyell. Dear Lyell, you are the one who deserves the ruler of this planet. After that, I will make sure of Master Lyell's strength myself. It's okay - I'll give you a break. But I won't stop until you kill me. Kill me, and Lord Lyell will be finished."

Nowem's eyes were - seriously. I can't help but go crazy. Damn it! How could I be at a time like this!

Aria and the others were watching my regrettable face.

"Lyell, Nowem did that."

"Yeah? Oh, you're saying something. Honestly, I don't care what it is. I love Nowem, too. I'm ready to accept. I'm flying lightly, but I'm always welcome! Well, there's a problem..."

My problem.

That's...

"... apparently timed up. I wanted to tell you more about my love, but it seems to be out of time"

Aria and the others tilted their necks. And Clara did.

"It's time to use your skills."

"No. Sotch is fine...... something's getting tense. Honestly, I think I used to fight Agrissa that far. Am I actually awesome?

It feels like it cools rapidly and the face gradually has heat. When I calm down and save myself from what I've been, I'm embarrassed.

"... no more. I want to forget it all. Good on the sky. On the ground, there's no face to make everyone see you...... aah!! Shit!!"

I remember. I remember.

Me - I'm connected to everyone on the line.

With the people who called... yes, with the historical contemporaries.