"Sophie's recovering from the bloom."

"Gentlemen, there seems to be a few poisoners. Take care."

Orion, Sophie and the galaxy line up in front of me and Zeno bound by the wall.

"It's okay, Xeno, we'll protect you. So don't worry."

"Bloody well, you say."

"Absolutely. When we get home, we'll be sitting in front of Dee for a two-hour course."

"I don't care if I'm with you for two or ten hours..."

I don't like it.

Mazo holds her own chest and twists her body.

"Hey Zeno, you look irrelevant, but you're Dee's little novel course, too. No mercy."

…………

To the silent Zeno, Orion approaches and whispers something.

- Is the darkness clear?

Xeno nodded cocklessly as he opened his eyes only for a moment. Look at that. Orion grins with Nishishi.

"The darkness… is something that clears itself!

"That's a good blown out face."

"Take my paralysis! I'll fight you too!

"Oh, I'm expecting you, new guy."

"That's right, newbie."

"Work better than me, newcomer."

"Mi, let's all do our best"

Zeno nodded gladly when we said that.

When Sophie gets rid of the paralysis, Zeno flashes his temper, forcing his own arm off the restraint wall.

Zeno, who has escaped with his strength moves, slaps his own cheeks in the pan as he wipes his eyes all the way.

And with a strong determination in his eyes, he shouted to heaven.

"Tanatos!!

The cave swayed for a moment at Zeno's roar. Something big has fallen on the ground. The vibration sounds.

"Hey, what!?

The cave ceiling collapsed at the same time as the voice of surprise, and the light shined in the dim space.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

[For the sake of the abyss, I give in]

The reaper of the machine, softening the cloak of pitch black and holding a giant sickle in its hand, descends slowly from the collapsed ceiling.

Tanatos responded to Zeno's cry and transferred from the Demon Army base.

- Five minutes ago, the Knights of the Holy Cross, within the Armor Knights Repair Base [Andrus Base] dedicated to the Demon Army

Wrapped in military uniform without some disturbance, Ingrid, wearing a pitch-black coat, was looking up at Tanatos during the armored exchange.

In a curtained, blindfolded hangar (hanger), the mechanical armor like a reaper on one knee (Armor Knights) is serviced by demon soldiers.

The Red Ghost tribe's red lifted the heavy armored plate with one hand and was helping with the mounting operations, along with the demon soldiers who kept busy working.

Next to Ingrid, who showed an icy expression, stood Baer, reporting the maintenance situation with the paperwork in one hand.

"The armoured stripping of Tanatos and decontamination of the curse by the Necromancer Tree is complete. Installation of new external armor is currently under way, and restoration of the fuselage will be completed tomorrow."

"That took a while."

"So the hole the lady missed is huge. I think the Ethereal Ghosts (Aug 2) will improve if they return from their dispatch..."

"… is it mandatory to replenish the mechanical engineer (mechanic)? … have a transporter ready."

Bael frowned under his armor.

"Are you sure you want to give this plane back to them? Are you sure you want to keep making it belong to the Demon Army (us)?

"Isn't it strange that a test machine that should have been lost in Hex is here? Besides, the origins The Holy Spirit, like angel weapons, enables transfer (trans-shifting) by deeply linking with the passengers. The captivity of the fuselage is meaningless."

"That's what... With all due respect, Ingrid was always carrying the fuselage in tanks (fortresses), so I didn't think that was possible."

"Ray Storm's transfer with me has not yet succeeded, but if we get more in tune with Celsius (synchronous rate) -"

When Ingrid was about to say it, Tanatos' frame would let the light shine through.

"Hey, what the hell!? Everybody away!"

When Red rushed to encourage evacuation, the demon soldiers in service left Tanatos.

When the rustling and blindfolded curtains sway and the pitch-black reaper starts on its own, a red light lights up the head of the wax.

[The abyss is calling me... The space-time agency Kronos made a move. He manipulates the ban again and tries to take away the treasure of time (Fatima). I and the Abyss stop the repetition of the roots of nothingness (eternal zero)]

When Tanatos' core emitted audio, the fuselage left behind a few remnants and disappeared from the hangar.

The gallant maintenance hanger is left with only the armoured plate that is being mounted, and the demon army that was distracted me.

…………

"What is he talking about?

Ingrid frowns and groans in a low voice.

"Sa, come on......... what is a space-time agency?

You know what?

"The King of Trident says that the Holy Spirit of Origin is suffering."

"What do you mean, you're sick?

"Anyway, I can't help but want to use cool words, he seems to play a fictional role (character) set by himself"

"The Holy Spirit plays the character...?

Ingrid said, "So what are you talking about?" I see red with my eyes.

"Maybe space-time agencies and Fatima are fictional settings."

"Why is the Holy Ghost always crazy?"

"And does that mean the passengers called you to forward anyway?

"Don't be like that."

"You did what Ingrid couldn't do..."

…………

When the red squeals bossly, Ingrid turns his heel back to the love machine (Ray Storm).

"Master Ingrid, what the hell?

"Reschedule to perform Ray Storm transfer test"

To the sudden rescheduling, Baer and Red face each other.

"Well, Master Ingrid, you're hurting my pride because the Trident guys lightly did what I couldn't do."

"I guess it's because you say it in your mouth. Master Ingrid doesn't like big losers."

"The boss is such a burning type of pervert that he won't get it unless he gets it..."

"The lady had a strong tendency to..."

"I knew you were sisters."

"Shut up."

Ingrid lightly pulls the trigger and fires when he points a silver revolver pistol at Baer and Red.

A bullet blurred directly next to his face, and the two looked troubled with their hands up.

"............... you settled on the speed of sound"

"That's what happens when you take out a robot like that."

Honestly, I also think Tanatos feels so unconventional that he uses Gatling guns in street martial arts.

The Luckies, who saw Tanatos, were motivated at first, but instantly surrendered when they saw most of their companions blown away just by waving a sickle.

Currently, the lucky ones, it's no longer a brilliant DOGEZA practice in front of them, and they don't make it slight at all.

"Here we are."

Is it just cunning and you know when to raise the white flag?

We tied all the [three-haired cat eyes] constituents with rope and took them straight out of the dungeon.

There was a crowd in front of the cave, and apparently the sound of the shock when it summoned Tanatos had attracted tourists.

"Do you want to report to the honey man for now?"

Groaning so over his cheeks, he heard a noise without even calling this one, a tropical busike glass-sun on an aloha shirt appeared.

"Come on, allies, what's all this fuss?

"Who's your ally? Don't escalate from your best friend. Just fine -"

I tell you that Lucky the Dungeon Guide was in the corpse business of darkening adventurers who came to explore and selling their bodies to survivors.

"You were stuck in the eyes of a three-haired cat."

"Oh, my God, you're the guy with the dark under the lights."

"You're right. 'Cause I trust weird people because they have money."

"Damn rich people hate themselves. Hey, you guys! I need you to wash up and tell me everything!

The honey man takes the lucky ones caught.

He's practically like a king on this island, so he'll look into it and reveal his guilt.

Later I found out that the occupier who accounted for this dungeon was also a guru, and most of the characters were breathing in the eyes of a three-haired cat.

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Happy New Year.

Best wishes to Princess Gacha again this year.

* The title of the chapter has been changed in order to split the chapter.

Next time Zeno, vacation and class change are epilogues.

The book version of Princess Gacha is on sale. Best wishes.