Sword of Glutton Princess

At night, I was up as a lookout.

It is shabby to do nothing, so I was doing a bare gesture with the Devil's Eater Sword Berzera.

'I wish my concubine would let me keep an eye on you. I demand a good consideration.'

"You can't check your surroundings that much."

'Dean, if you only have about as much to do as you bare, why don't you do a little hunting and cooking practice? Ugh?'

"That's just what you want to say..."

I'd love to hear about that if I could, but if I'm too unconscious, there's no point in watching me in the first place.

There will be no one to hunt in one hassle of watching.

Edda wakes up in the morning and slashes me first.

but I heard things coming from nearby.

When I stopped swinging, Garlock walked in from behind.

"Hey, Dean. Any sign of suspicion?

"You should sleep tight when you can."

"... the blacksmith lady seems to disagree with you giving me a hand"

Garlock lurked his voice and said so.

He cared about that, and he wanted a place to talk one-on-one with me.

If you say all that, will you just hook me up?

Mani is usually a big guy, but he's the one who says it when he says it.

I know Mani is saying it for me, not for my own safety.

That's why I'm distressed, too.

But... I don't want to abandon Garlock or Celia now.

I know the odds are thin.

That's why if we run, that's where it ends.

"Are you here to stab the nail? Don't worry, I won't run away."

"Even if that lady cries at you, huh?

"It's..."

Garlock shook his head.

"I'm sorry to hear about the cruelty.... I know I got caught up in something terrible, too. But there's no other way. I'm giving up because I'm wasting Lagore's will, letting Miss Celia die, and letting Marty's guy whisper. I'm sorry, but whatever hand you use, you go for Palmgart. You're the one who's going to listen to me the most."

Garlock turned to me and bowed his head wide.

"Please... Dean. Worst case scenario, I hope it wasn't even Palmgart. It's okay on the way. A little bit, give me a hand. Even if we leave on the way, it's easier for me to move if I ask where first."

"Please don't, Mr. Garlock. Even I... I'm not going to live my whole life running around as a criminal. I don't want Mani or Edda to think that. Regardless, you can't impose on them... and if things change, maybe you can prioritize Mani's opinions and leave. But at least I'm not leaving now. If the time comes... I will make sure to tell Mr. Garlock sooner rather than later"

"... sorry, Dean"

When Garlock said so, he felt signs of something.

Odo Sensing Bottom picked it up.

Not in one piece.

Two... No, you got a few more?

No, you're not.

Slightly distant, but there are multiple signs in another direction as well.

That's all I thought about, and I was upset.

I turn myself in and run toward the maniacs.

"Oh, hey, what's up?

"The army may be coming! Nearly six, there are multiple signs!

"Become, what?

I bent next to Mani and slapped her on the shoulder.

"Duh, what's going on, Dean?

Mani jumped right up.

"Mani! The army could have come!

Edda on the other side woke her body up alone.

"Have you attacked me quickly? I'll pay you back."

That's just from the Narc tribe, who originally lived by traveling to undeveloped lands.

I am used to living outside and sudden enemy attacks.

He seemed most calm.

"They're moving to pinch us..."

"For once, you'd better run. If you are surrounded, you will have to solidify in one place to protect your daughter. That would allow us to attack from blind spots."

I snorted at Garlock's words.

Garlock runs out carrying Celia.

I pulled Mani's hand and followed him.

It will be impossible to escape.

Mani and Celia are far worse at speed than military personnel.

But by running away and letting the enemy chase you, you can guide the enemy in one direction.

"It could be a lot harder to move over there than this one sensed and got away with it first. If we're going to split into two parts, it's impossible to get a complete picture of each other's situation."

Garlock laughed niggly.

"If the opponent moves quickly, he might be able to destroy each one of them in two. Then we'll have a pretty good fight."

Garlock has a lot of combat experience.

This raid could be dealt with without so much bitterness.

Mani hid his licence with the opposite hand as he was connected to me, and he was staring at his face.

"... Mani, what's going on?

"Don't you think it's too soon to find out how much anything is? If it's just bad luck. But something is happening that I don't envisage. I feel that way."

"Well, what you don't assume...?

But I don't think there was a traitor.

I can't think of any reason why Garlock or Celia would do that.

Naturally, there's no way Edda or Mani would betray you, and it was Garlock who decided the route.

"I think too much. If you're in the military, it's not strange to have as much as a broad range of sensing magicians. Not to mention that Marty."

"... right"

That was how Mani answered without falling to his heart.

At that time, I picked up signs that I was coming this way alone.

I had a bad feeling about it.

This feeling... is similar when Canvia comes after us all by herself.

I mean, knowing we got out of Prior and ran away, I'm confident that I can handle us alone.

"One, he's on his way!

It was almost at the same time that I screamed and a chunk of flames as clenched fists came at me with the roar.

The flaming mass heads straight for Celia on the back of Running Gallock.

"Chip!"

Garlock jumps and looks back in space, pushing Celia to the ground.

"Ahhh!

Celia struck her back on the ground.

Garlock turned his eyes to lead her through herself for a moment, then swayed the Demon Instructor Sword clutteringly to slay the Aurora Flame.

A sphere of flame exploded and the firepowder scattered.

We stopped all at once.

"I'm sorry, lady! Are you all right!"

Garlock succumbs, holding the sword with his left hand, and lifts Celia with his right hand.

"Yes, no, thank you for sheltering me..."

Celia answered weakly, then looked at Garlock's arm and opened her eyes.

"Mr. Garlock, that arm......!

Garlock's left arm was burnt to pieces hanging from his wrist to his elbow.

Pretty powerful radiation magic.

"I'm fine. There's no obstacle to holding the sword. I'm not gonna get hurt like this."

Strength. You can tell by looking at your fingers.

On my left hand, I don't have a firm grip.

I stared in the direction of the flaming sphere.

This can't happen.

This forest is dim because the trees cover the sky and has poor vision because of the many shields.

There was still quite a distance between them. It shouldn't have been in a decent state of visibility.

In that situation, there's no way I can do that, like target Celia on the back of a fleeing Garlock.

It's not just radiation magic (Attack).

Perhaps it's a special code magic (rule) or fighting technique, with extensive spatial grasping abilities.

Besides, being able to use all that radiation magic (Attack) at this distance definitely means that his magic power is considerable.

And the scariest part is neither its ability nor its height of magic.

It possesses unusual and precise radiation magic (attack) techniques.

Even if you can grasp the space, it's not easy to strike that kind of radiation magic (attack).

The flames were straight ahead, so the radiation magic (Attack) itself would not have the ability to track them either.

My Trick Dove of Psychic Magic (Trupa) is modest in speed and power, and inefficient in magic, instead of having the ability to track.

You'll never get that kind of power.

One man walked in from the direction in which the sphere of flame flew.

"It's not my sexuality to be smart. Do we need to attack each other more carefully than we did? No, there is. I'll take care of this by myself."

He was a man in his late twenties.

He has golden curly hair and wraps around a conceited atmosphere.

He had a magic sword with one hand, raised his index finger with his empty hand, and beat his own temples with a ton of difficulty.

"Once you've hunted one, it's easy to stop the other prey. Shall we begin the hunt for the rabbit?"

A man laughed distorting his mouth.

The military uniform was dark gray.

It belongs to the Magic Commander.