Tag-Team

Nadine shrugged.

"But… you want me to wear clothes or something."

"What is it and how do you feel about it!?

It was a frank sentiment while dealing with naked artificial girls, who did not condone their hostility.

You can't kill him.

Harm is minimal.

Fireballs (fireballs) and foxes by Katherine's exquisite fire reduction.

Even among the Beasts, the White Fox are good at handling secrets.

Mitigation is when your health and energy drain more than your full strength.

At least if the [brides] haunt me with a lot of gear.

"I mean. It's time to get tight..."

A prolonged unfolding of witchcraft, where even magic was being sucked.

Catherine's wear and tear is close to its limit.

The fox daughter bites off her lips.

Yeah, already. Shit, I'm going down.

Nadine grabs the arm when her feet flutter.

The limp hands were pleasant.

"Are you okay, Mr. Catherine?

"I'm Yu."

"Good. That's an honorary student, right?"

"…… Disgusting?

"No way, it's the coolest, Mr. Catherine.... All right. Ready."

"Ready?"

Saying so, Nadine drops her hips low.

It is the leather bag that is held in its hand.

"Hey, Nadine. It's a gift for you from the Big Witch."

... and the leather bag LaPlath pressed on when he left.

Some of them were packed with gold coins.

"That, seriously, is it [LaPlath's Orihalcon Gold Coin]?

That's right.

The leather bag was filled with Orihalcon gold coins.

Katherine's brain was revived when a regular at the Fox Pavilion said, "I hear an Orihalcon gold coin was stolen from the magic guide shop."

"I mean, did he steal it from the magic conductor?

"Come on? But it must have originally belonged to Mr. LaPlath, and isn't it a range of errors?

"Error."

"Yes. Error"

Instead of a fluffy look, Katherine sighs at a healing magician (healer) who says a lot - waves the long wand again.

Fireball (Fireball)/Fox's blue and white flames loosen up [Bride] and obstruct [Bride] from attempting to unleash magic without chanting.

"Whatever! He wants me to wear that gold coin for this Hallench Girls. Imi, I don't know."

"But... right now, I just have to bet on Mr. LaPlath and the others. All right, I'm coming!

Tong, and.

Nadine kicks the floor.

Fly around between the [brides] like dancing.

Turn off the signs.

In a handsome move.

One of the healing magician (healer) seven tools I was carrying - the band-aid.

Using the adhesive, the [brides] paste the Orihalcon gold coins on their backs.

I couldn't have done it without Nadine, a leading assassin.

"Ahhhhh!

Catherine emits a fox fire in a sigh.

I don't know.

I guess I'll just have to cover for this.

"Well, if you surrender now, there's nothing you won't do in my reign - let's make him your first slave, for example."

"Non non. Shit. What's that first slave?"

The top of the clock tower.

Maxwell laughed damned sure of the victory.

"Dumb woman…… then, Aurora Flame Storm!"

During 300 years, it was not Dade who reigned at the apex of the court magician.

If you are a concurrent magician (soothsarah), you will unleash intermediate magic of trembling sophistication and power without chanting.

For every magic swordsman in the ash cherry hair who stood by him, it was a flame that burned down Laplace.

The magic of Laplace is sucking in the underground workshop. It's a technique that I crept up to react to, among other things, her magic.

You can't possibly take the blow you just took.

"Kuku...... hehe...... that's a pitiful thing, laprassoooooooo!!?

But there are two shadows standing flat in that blast.

"Uh... is it really Aurora Flame Storm now?

That's right.

If there was one miscalculation in Maxwell.

"First ball magic...... isn't that a fireball (fireball) mistake? Hmm?"

I'm not a magician.

Tanya Artemisiov.

Now, the woman who suffered the Aurora Flame Storm (Firestorm) just because of the water attribute magic wrapped around the Great Sword.

- The great witch LaPlath admitted, because it's a trick.

"... Oh, my God."

Tanya smiles bitterly.

The smile may have looked like an extra grin in some cases.

However.

I just tried to be strong.

Maxwell's arm supporting the Great Sword, which was struck by magic, hurt slightly.

Court Mage, Maxwell.

It doesn't change that you're a son of a bitch, but that strength doesn't matter.

That is Tanya's conclusion.

Then…… then crush with all your might. Mr. LaPlath.

"…… Yes, no, no, no, it's Tanya."

"- Hey, Mr. Laplace."

"Hmm? Hey, Tanya."

Oh.

That's how you fool around.

"Mr. LaPlath. You must be hiding something from me."

That's right.

The secret of the Great Witch began the day we met.

"You can't use attack magic, hahaha."

That day.

That's how LaPlath twitched the day we first met.

So Feilong, the Lord of the Great Wilderness - Wyburn told you to defeat him.

That being said, LaPlath took Tanya's lips.

"Hey hey hey!!? Kissing without agreement is a crime though!!?" The kiss of the Great Witch given shortly after shouting was sweet.

Because it messes with the magic circulation in your body. It was such a big name kiss.

"Caxigoto? Me, to Tanya?

A helicopter.

Blood seeps through the smooth feet of laughing LaPlath.

It's not even the magic that activates the usual floating magic, it's the foot that's been running through the cobblestone.

"Attack magic. I'm not unavailable... aren't you?

To Tanya's voice.

Laplace shaped lips distort into a three-day moon shape.

"Mr. LaPlath. You gave me a piece of magic."

Magic Swordsman.

Unlike regular magicians (soothsayers), this composite top position enables magic to be activated without chanting by allowing it to be activated through the sword.

Although Tanya was used as a "physically beatable magician (soothsarah)" by strengthening her body through the application of wind attribute magic.

It's too good a story.

With one kiss, the magic cycle changes.

I can be a magic swordsman at no cost, etc.

There's no way there's such a story.

For example, an ancient great witch has gained power equal to sieved "magic" … unless there is a dream story (lucky).

I noticed that.

"Earlier, when the magic team was sucking on magic power,"

"Hmm?"

"I was about to be sucked at the root of my magic, and there was more magic in my body than I had."

Laplace's magic is engraved in its blood.

Transfer of magic, etc., is not something that can be done if it is meant to be.

However, the contact of the mucosa made it possible to lend it temporarily.

For example, saliva.

The means is to talk.

"And then again, you know... I thought you wouldn't kiss me every time."

"Heh, did I find out? But... I want you to know how I feel when I try to be a hard-working person like you."

of Fluffy Laughing LaPlath.

"Tanya. Maxwell attracts me. Before the art of sucking up magic from all over Wang Capital is complete, let's quickly escape with that magic!!!?"

Grab your chest and mouth.

- I thought you had a lot of skin.

When you drink a lot of alcohol.

Too late at night wandering around in the inn.

A noon of flowers blooming in chatter without other love.

Even though it's LaPlath who's been kissing pranks.

"Mm...... eh. Ha, this magic. I'll pay you back, Mr. LaPlath. He... you hit him."

When I say.

The magic in her body shifts to the Great Witch.

Fluffy.

LaPlath's feet float up off the ground.

Feeling the magic that fills his body, LaPlath tells him to sing.

"Come on. Arienola... can I have my pretty little sister back?"

Long dark hair dances like it drifts underwater.

Though it's not far from the inexhaustible amount of magic that usually fills LaPlath's body.

Lend it on your own someday that day.

The magic Tanya has wielded in anger for herself, for the sake of men, is all over her body.

Just think so.

Yeah, my chest sounds like it's pounding.

"... Damn, are you still going to blade me?"

"Yes, Sushi."

For my anger.

For my sister (Arienola), who has been exposed to irrationality.

Because I feel like I can.

"Now I can only (...) use attack magic. At best, you should be prepared."

It was overwhelming.

If you say so, real genius.

Even if Maxwell has spent the month of 300 years.

It didn't come true to outrun a woman he raised named LaPlath.

Maxwell was not foolish enough to admit it.

I guess it's sad.

I wonder if I regret it.

I had to admit that.

Because.

"Huh, guh... Huh! Damn, damn!!!

"Ha-ha-ha, nice. Nice bark."

Laplace, without moving from the spot.

Just rang one fingertip.

"Damn, the blood. Ahhhhhhh......!

"Ah. It hurts, doesn't it? My arm hurts. I used to be too - I got fucked."

Maxwell's arm, wiped out (...).

Literally, they disappeared.

LaPlath emitted primary magic of light attributes (...), flash guns (Photon Raegan).

Normally, you should just rub a tiny gunshot wound to the top

"- To you."

"… ~!"

It is the colour of joy that floats on the beautiful face (the basket) that smiles.

The colour of joy, intoxicated by the revenge to be accomplished.

"Oh, fuck, another bottle."

Pan, he said.

It sounded too dumb.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh!?

Maxwell's arm disappears.

Seriously.

Tanya thinks.

This is too out of standard.

Too, too strong.

Now that I have returned the magic of the Great Witch to Laplace, there is little magic left of me.

Nevertheless, if Tanya was good at operating the magic circulation, she seemed to be able to do enough to shoot a few more elementary magic shots. If I needed a scalpel, I would have done so.

Although.

"Oh my... you don't have to."

By the bloody Maxwell, Arienola had fallen unconscious.

I'm glad I'm unconscious. Too, I don't know, like this.

"Bad for education, damn it."

Naburaki.

Both Tanya and LaPlath were confident that it would be done.

However.

Maxwell laughs at the lid like it's pulled.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Has My Great Ceremony Beginned......!

Pussy, pussy.

Sounds unfamiliar to my ears.

"Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Maxwell's extinguished limbs were about to regenerate like lizard tails.

A piece of meat swells.

Looks, super disgusting.

"Hehe, haha...... Huh! Looks like it was a little late. I'll be a complete man now. Get immortality!!

Maxwell's body glows thinly.

Sucked it up from all over the Wang capital, magic - i.e., vitality.

It's all about to be crushed for Maxwell alone.

"The waste of resources is immense, become!

The flash of Laplace penetrates Maxwell.

However, the regeneration will be completed shortly after the wound bleeds.

"Damn, the wounds from magic no longer work for me."

At, and Maxwell loosens his lips.

laughed proudly, was.

"You already know that. La Plus. My daughter BOHI!!!??"

That moment.

Maxwell's body plumped.

"... wow"

"Sorry, Mr. LaPlath. The show, I took it."

Standing there is Tanya.

And a blow he added to Maxwell, who had immortality in his hands.

It was a punch.

"In the past few months, he is Tanya, who has learned that hitting him with physics works better for idiots!

Maxwell's jaw-crushing blow instantly eliminates any traces due to his ability to regenerate.

But.

It was a blow enough to crush the pride of an arrogant man, drowned in witchcraft and exploitation.

Maxwell roars furiously as he blues and reds his face.

"Why... to me, why the blade? If it's my thing, if it's a submissive, good daughter, I'm going to take it specially! Even the royal family is now under my control. Why defy for that little girl? Why do you, the outsider, put your shoulders in Laplace!?

to Maxwell's words.

Tanya leaks a smile, hehe.

"Why, ah. What do you think, Mr. LaPlath?"

"Hmm. It's a philosophical question, my incompetent and despicable father."

Fluffy, and LaPlath, who stepped down beside Tanya, smiles the same as he helps and wakes up the unconscious Arienola.

It's like a twin of a soul.

"Well, suppose you have one answer."

"YesYes. one thing, if you have an answer"

The top floor of the clock tower.

A gust of wind blows through the stage of the blown showdown of the roof in a fierce magic battle.

While letting the grey cherry blossom colored hair play in the wind.

Or, rocking luscious brunettes with magical powers.

They throw up.

That's right.

There's only one reason to stand up to it.

One day, for a girl who admires herself somewhere. For that matter, reasons to keep up with irrationality, etc. -, something like that.

"It's a woman, that's enough!

"Because she's a woman, she's the one."