Sevens

- The fourth generation, slashed fast enough to have remnants on the golden dragon, was excited.

"This guy's gonna regenerate to the scales!

It keeps carving with a silver dagger because it even plays off the scales that fell off. My wife was watching such a fourth generation. Create a fist grip.

"That's great! Keep the scales steady!

The fourth generation wife, jumping on the scales that fell off, confirms the scales. He touched it, and tapped it lightly with his fist, etc., to confirm the value of the scale.

"Fredricks! Look, look! This scale must be a valuable material!

Seeing his innocently laughing mother, Fredricks nearly dropped his snake-bellied sword.

"... yeah, right, mom"

Nearby, sons and daughters were attacking the dragon. It shoots magic in and doesn't use its skills to make the dragon do anything.

Xenoa, who was watching such a sight, closed the red fan and pointed it at the Legendary Dragon. He was roaring, spreading his wings, trying to blow up the people he climbed and the people he approached.

Such a legend dragon was trapped in a translucent octahedron. It is Xenoa's skill.

"May is so annoying. Will you shut up for a second?

And the legend dragon in the octahedron suddenly caught in flames. Seeing a burning dragon in the octahedron, the seventh generation screams.

"Hey, no, no!! I don't know if I should peel it!! At least blow the contents!

It seems unforgivable for the seventh generation that the surface will burn. However, the contents were contents, and there was a guy in trouble when he was blown away.

My first wife.

"You're kidding me! It'll be hard to cook when the contents get guzzled though! You!"

I saw the first generation, my husband, for my first wife to cook. I would say to make sure it is clean. The first generation stretches its spine.

"Yes!... Huh? That, can you eat? He obviously doesn't look good. It's golden. Kim Pi. In my opinion, it doesn't taste good..."

"You won't know until you try it! All you have to do is try it!

"You're gonna try it on me. Ooh!!"

The first generation to take on the Great Sword while screaming.

Golden dragon. The horns are huge and bright red. Either that or it didn't look delicious.

Fourth generation wife to first generation wife.

"You've decided to sell the contents too! Dragon meat is definitely expensive! Secure it in beautiful condition! I don't know what it means to eat or anything!

The Legendary Dragon, freed from octahedral restraint, was breathing painfully as he fell on all fours to the ground. The burnt surface regenerates.

A second generation wife looks at the legend dragon as she spins the metal wheel fast.

"This guy's going to play wings and horns if he cares about it. And the tail."

Everyone's gaze was directed at the Legendary Dragon.

Around.

"I got the horns!

"Tail! Tail! This is gonna be delicious!

"Secure your wings!

Walt family faces obsessed with legend dragons. Leaving Lyell alone, I knew the dragon in front of me. Nowem's purpose, unlike thoughts, had been accomplished -.

Damn, they're crazy about dragons and they're ignoring me!

I'm angry with a bunch of people making noise a little farther away, but Nowem in front of me on the boulder is my problem.

I have to do something about this place.

But......

"Without weapons, this is tough."

Out of breath, he avoided slaughter by Nowem's Great Sickle. When it hits some of the rubble, it can be slashed sputterly. The cross section was in beautiful condition.

When slaughtered, fatal injuries are assured. It would be the same as paper in front of Nowem such as armor. No, it could be less than paper.

Running off with heavy metal armor, nearby the Arias were fighting a subspecies of the Land Dragon. He's a bad opponent for the Arias and seems to be struggling.

You won't want this rescue.

Nowem is chasing me.

"The decision to throw away your weapons is good, but you have a lot of gaps. If you tell me to wait, I'll wait."

I was seriously about to say, "Well, wait a minute." Can I tell you something? Wouldn't that piss you off?

But I didn't like asking you to do that.

"We show too much room!

Throwing the affordable debris he picked up at Nowem, Nowem slashed it down with a sickle without slowing it down. When I pick it up again and throw it.

"Again?"

Slash him down again. But there was a tool in it that I had, and smoke came out of it when the tool in the cylinder was slashed.

It's an eye-catching tool.

"Look, I'm caught."

Nowem shook a big sickle down at me as soon as he got out of the smoke. It is subtly off the steeple. Except for a deep-piercing sickle. Look at Sole, Nowem smiles.

"... it's wonderful, Master Lyell"

When my illusion disappeared, Nowem turned to me in hiding. I was showing illusions with my third generation skills, but I'm not even buying time.

I wanted to pick up my weapon somewhere, but there's nothing around me that's going to be a weapon. Even if he picks up his sword poorly, he's easily slashed and thrown away in front of Nowem's Great Sickle.

Don't bump into each other, avoid it and put a blow in it? I just don't feel like Nowem can scratch one with a coarse weapon.

My breathing disturbance got worse. Seeing my condition like that, Nowem was waiting a little floating off the ground like rubble had been laid.

"What imitation?"

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Seeing Nowem laughing, I whine inside saying, "Spit out the lie". Nowem now, not one sweat, not one disturbed breath, was waiting for me to be ready. I'm nicotine. How can you be laughing when you're waiting to be killed?

I grabbed the treasure ball.

Since when - this behavior has become a habit. If I grip it, I'm sure I can get some advice.

Now I flock to the dragons nearby, and I don't even look at this one. Historical contemporaries and delightful companions - you guys, I wanted to say a little more useful.

While Nowem looked at me.

"You don't seem to be coming for help. Ladies and gentlemen, it sounds like a lot of fun."

There was a little time between the words, but I guess Nowem is on schedule. A situation where you can't get in the way and get me killed while testing my strengths.

Regrettably, there is no way to open it. Would I have been better off with this still having high post-growth tension? Can't I do it?

I gripped the treasure ball hard. There were a lot fewer silver finishing parts. I was about to get ready when I started breathing.

Then.

'Absolutely not. Ha, how can it be so negative? Believe in yourself harder.'

I heard voices. It was a young voice - it disappeared, a voice that could be taken.

"No way."

Nowem's eyes narrow. It was frustrating.

"- Will you still come out? Nevertheless, I didn't know they were you."

When the blue light appeared in front of me, there came out a "rake" that looked like me when I was about ten. My hand holds the sabel of the treasure I received for my birthday.

I stood in front of Nowem with it in my hand. And against Nowem with a laugh.

"I don't know about that, Nowem. I pulled it off lightly, too. It's crazy to declare everyone's mother, or if they kill you, Lyell will complete it."

Nowem waves the Great Sickle in front of her smile.

"Shall I not disturb you? For me, priority should be given to the real Lyell behind you - heh!

You can flush a sickle with a sabel and even kick Nowem in the ass. I saw the sight and couldn't hide my surprise.

"You, you can win!

In my words, I avoided Nowem's slaughter as I looked back.

"What? I wonder if you wouldn't call me an idiot. Absolutely not. My specs start at 10. [M] Well, I guess I can buy you some time. And I'm going to do it from the beginning."

I can say when I come out to buy time. What the hell are you going to do? Then, playing Nowem's opponent, I say I can take it.

"... what is it you're gripping? And let's broaden our horizons more. And you have to believe in yourself. Lyell is exerting his power after growing up because he absolutely believes in himself. Lyell is giving up somewhere in his heart right now."

I thought of Celeste's face in the words I could say. I thought I would never win, and I won Celes by getting company. That's because I admitted I couldn't win myself...

Nowem can be slaughtered.

"- Get out of the way!

At the expense of his left arm, he cast his magic on Nowem. No blood, but my left arm turns into a grain of blue light and disappears to bounce and fly.

Using a magical explosion to blow it up, I stood in front of him. Turn to me.

"There is a possibility for Lyell. And it's in your hands. Remember - Historical masters' weapons were all distinctive, weren't they? Their favorite weapon had its own characteristics. I mean..."

Then, it flashed on my body. A slaughter by Nowem's Great Sickle creates a line in his body.

Look at me.

"The third skill was activated. Lyell, you deserve that, too. Come on, hope. That way, the treasure balls will respond."

I can say it when it turns into a grain of light and disappears. Just to say that, go out of your way before me.

"You, why are you so carefree?"

Grabbing the treasure ball, Nowem looked a little rushed. No, maybe I don't like any more irregulars.

"Lyell, settle..."

Then there are three more blue lights. Jumping out of there was a threesome of Rondo, Rachel and Ralph, who got along when we were still in Darion. Ceres killed me, it was the three of us.

"I won't let you!

"Nowem, come on!

"Oh, come on!

The three attack Nowem. But the strength of the three is no different than that of a miscellaneous fish if you try to make it Nowem. It's the three of us who were about to get stronger. Before they got stronger, they lost their lives.

"Why the three of us!

Mr. Ralph was laughing as Nowem slashed him.

"... idiot, you'd want to stand out though. We had this adventure, too."

Mr. Rachel is also slashed with the blade to be returned.

"Lyell, we didn't have a dream come true on the way. So if you're alive..."

Going away, Mr. Rachel. And Mr. Rondo was double-crossed by Nowem for each sword.

"- If you're alive, don't give up. That's what I wanted to say."

I knew him. No, we were friends. Nowem slashes his friends outside easily.

I gripped the treasure ball hard.

"Keep interrupting. But no more."

Nowem looks at me. The treasure balls strengthen the blue light, and the silver craftsmanship changes its appearance in response to my wishes. The silver reversed blade had ripples. Beautiful fillings are like mirrors. A treasure ball is embedded in the pattern, and Katana, my silver weapon, shows up.

And a second one, about half a length, appeared as well, more than the katana held in his right hand.

"I know. What kind of weapon this is"

When Nowem was slashed by me, the silver weapons hit each other.

"- Looks like you got a good weapon. I'm happy for you, too. Slash me with that blade, Lyell!

I laughed naughty.

Then don't hesitate to let me kill you.

Wave the katana in both hands. To the weight, the feeling when you grip it. They all fit me and were easy to swing. When Nowem is continuously slashed with two katanas, Nowem turns to defense.

Faster!

"Come on!"

Nowem can't stand the sickle. I jumped up. Moving directly above Nowem builds a spinning momentum. He saw Nowem trying to dodge him and threw a 'waxy' in his left hand.

Waxy to be bounced off. But in the next moment, I was gripping the waxy Nowem had bounced off.

Near Nowem.

"Even if the noise is terrible, you can use your skills to some extent."

Nowem's back with katana - slash diagonally from the neck muscle. I felt the blade go through Nowem's body in depth.

Nowem was laughing.

"Brilliant. Is the aid of skill the hallmark of the weapon? That sounds like a good weapon to me, Master Lyell."

Nowem laughing, but I laugh too. A weapon to use your skills - indeed, I deserve to have relied on the skills of a historical contemporary.

However, no one has said that, etc.

"Too bad, Nowem... what I slashed"

Nowem distanced himself from me when he opened his eyes. Moving in an instant, he was touching his body to confirm it.

I should have been slashed, but there's no sign of slashing.

"Oh no. Don't regenerate your body...... besides, I do"

"Oh, I slashed it."

I swung two swords of katana to the side before setting it up.

"The goddess, and Nowem, the evil god,

Turning Katana to Nowem, he looked like Nowem said he couldn't believe it. My silver weapon - two swords of katana - is a katana that slashes only what you want to slash. I'm only a jerk for aiding in my skills.

"Slash it all down, rip it all off... Nowem, I'll make you naked"

Nowem stared at me and he slashed me. Looks like you're trying to destroy my weapon.

However, when you know what Nowem is after, the rest is easy. Predict slaughter, and slay Nowem again.

In my heart, I chant. I can - I can do it. I can save Nowem. I can do it - because it's me.

Believe in yourself, like when tension is high. To the fullest, to show your power. For that, first...

"What's up? That's your second shot. If you keep getting slashed at this rate, you'll be quick to get naked."

- I tried to stir it up.