Uncle Largo.
Using weapons, being strong like a teacher, having a full apprentice.That's all I knew.
Drinking alcohol at the teacher's house, letting me drink, eating delicious snacks I made and mogging them... all I remember is this.
That's why I just found out for the first time.
I can't believe Uncle Largo is so strong.
"Steel Type 9 - Sword Spear Fan Dance"
"Hmm!? Ugh!"
A series of swords and spears alternately.
The speed, Kagya and Rafael are not ratios.I fought faster than anyone I've ever fought.
All I have to do is squeeze. I can't fight back.
"Nh, shit, why... shit!?"
Squeeze, squeeze... but the spear pulls its arm and the sword pulls its flank.
A weapon that burns the earth with a third Hellfire and is refined from its iron.
I don't use it this way.This is the culmination of the Third Hellfire.
"What's the matter? Is your Palm of Circle like this?"
"Nguu... then!!"
I can't flush it with a running palm or a bowl.
Then ─ ─ ─ I'll take it all!!
I take Uncle Largo's swinging axe with my right hand.
"A type of" pole "!! Kong Night Fork !!"
"Huh?"
Bagin!! and Uncle Largo's axe broke.
Just a moment of opportunity.
I will disarm the Fork and approach Uncle Largo.Keep your straight fist ─ ─.
"Sweet. The shape of the stream."
Uncle Largo's weapons aren't just Hellfire.
Four main lines of the curse stream.Too many weapons to forget Uncle Largo could use them...
My fist. It changes course...
"The shape of the stream, 'Return'!!"
Nu!?
"From ─ ─ ─ the type of annihilation, 'Hundreds of flowers'!!"
A series of facial shots.
Uncle Largo was surprised.
It hits me if I keep going like this.
Sorry, but don't hesitate. The Takezizaiten said it was fake, but I don't care if it's real or not.
Uncle Largo was smiling for some reason.
"─ ─ Whoa, ah!?"
The moment Uncle Largo hit his face, he ran into severe pain on his back.
My fist is off. Then Uncle Largo kicks me in the stomach at the counter.
"Goddamn it!?"
I blew it off and got hit by a tree... and I bled out.
There is also bleeding from the back.
It's like an injury with a stake.
"Hmm, I guess..."
There was someone beside Uncle Largo.
Long black hair. I'm wearing a curse... I can see my shoulders and even my chest.
The legs are like a long skirt with an embroidered design... oh, I've seen them.
Uncle Largo says.
"I'm here. Damn it, let's see what happens."
And... "Woman" next to Uncle Largo said.
"Sorry, Flair."
"... Vajli, sister"
That woman was a teacher like my sister... Vajri.
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I couldn't move... poison.
I haven't seen Vajli in a long time.She looked good and smiled.
I was somehow wrapped in peace of mind.
"Vajli sister... are you all right?"
"Yes, because God changed it. I'm fine."
"Really....."
She wasn't my Vajli sister anymore.
He was rebuilt by God.Same as Uncle Largo.
Then a giant crystal ball fell from the sky.
A cushion is laid on the crystal ball, and an old woman sits there.
"Mandra, Grandma...."
"Hich, it's been a long time, Flair. How are you?"
Wizard Village. The best prophet, Grandma Mandra... I knew it.
In the village of the sorcerer, there were three best users.
As Grandma Mandra appeared, several signs gathered.
Seven of them.
"Oh, did you do it, Sequito?"
"Ah, Mr. Flare...", leopard.
"Onii-sama, do it"... who?
"Long time no see, Flair," said Hucklen.
"Hmm..."
"Oh... I knew this was happening," Oguro said.
"I'm sorry, Valflair," said Joka.
There were all the magicians named Wizards of Dawn.
Everyone's looking around me.
I'm pushing my painful body to get up... and I don't know how to handle it.But I can't keep losing.
"Stop it."
Eh?
And I heard it.
It was a nostalgia.
I couldn't have heard you wrong.
I couldn't possibly make a mistake with that voice.
I can hear you from behind.
"Ah...."
Looking back, there it is.
He was wearing a scratchy face, grass on his bare feet, and a curse like a half coat.
I felt my body tremble.
"Let me, let me, let me, let me..."
"Ah... it's been a while, Flair."
"Sensei... Sensei!!"
Dr. Tuck was laughing.
The teacher's smile looked like a bitter smile.
I'm the teacher in front of me.
Flare!! He's not a tack!!Be careful ─ ─
"Flare. Sorry."
Huh
The teacher's hand in front of me in an instant pierced my chest.