"Royal school buildings, they have uniforms, don't they? Nice."
"Yes, but don't be embarrassed by the bollocks. It feels like a feather weave from the top."
"... Iola-kun's uniform look, I'd love to see it"
"Haha, you don't look good like that"
In the garden of the hall, Iola and Milica have such conversations.
To Milica, who speaks aggressively, Iola is responding with a lighted look, but somewhere in the sky. Perhaps you're just worried about Riola, but there's no wind at all that you're noticing that the enemy is beside you.
On the bench a short distance away, Hemperoza sat. On the bench is a crystal sphere placed, talking to the person shown there.
"What is it! If you stay put, I can draft Hempero's court painting!
"Hey, palace painting - perfect for an elegant eagle"
Hemperoza is in a good mood and sits back on the bench a bit. Apparently, he calls himself (...) a model for court painter Tsukune Kuneis, but he's a zero urgency non-billy mood.
"Mmm, that cardigan, it's hot and I'm trying to take it off."
"To? Downstairs to the Cami Wimpy?
"Ohhhhhhh...! No, no, no, I'd rather not!
Hemperoza then removes the cardigan. On her flaccid arms and shoulders, her flaccid dark hair flows. I lifted my hair to my ear with my fingertips and posed again......
And, it's becoming kind of a strange flow, but it's the same thing that I haven't seen a pressing situation.
The same was true of the old wizard Vermillas, who looked far away at the edge of the hall (helicopter). Like Milica, the wizard, there's no sign at all that she'll notice the worst monster wandering beside her. Even Vermillas and Milica, who are supposed to be sensitive to magic, are embedded during the illusion of Southout.
There's only one person in the hall, except Pram.
"Grey!
"Plum! Stay put, I'll help you now!
Plum put his face out of the wood in the garden. Apparently, I wish I had run into a tree.
"Kakaka, I'm not making any strange moves! What happens to those in here when you use magic..."
"Ku... you are cowardly with hostages. I don't think it's the king's business."
I stopped the already stretched magic thread (MagiWire) from moving.
"Kakaka......! Whatever you say. The human five senses in this hall (...) and the slime control system (...) Ha... already in my surgery!
"Something that can take control of my building every time you do!
Southout can't use magic from what I've seen. Possibility is the ability of the Eight Treasures...
"Kakaa! Did you think the only thing left to have was a Hundred Eyes Helmet?
"Hey, no way..."
"Yes! Nice eight treasure pieces to wrap the rest (...)," Escape Feather "! It is the beautiful black body that stretches long with its power that invites people to the ideal home of Reiki Fantasy. Ah! This whole hall... I'm dreaming!
Eighth treasure! You mean have two?
"Ideal Home or Dream? I don't know what you're talking about."
Southout Yormuza was already the perfect figure for the word "ugly monster".
The lower torso part extends from the chest of Southout Yormusa as if it were a demon or a nightmare, in a state of perplexity that stretches out the black borough cloth. Its texture is more like an obscure ghost of Yurayura and boundaries than it has an entity.
The torso, arguably a black bandage, sways spookily, wrapping itself around the museum of multiple sages - the New (New)/Land Turtle (Gran Turtle).
Isolated junctions just couldn't break through or wrapped around "invisible spherical walls".
Southout's upper body is covered with a black jacket (robe), but the human upper body itself is intruding into the building from the main entrance (...).
Looking through multiple illusory magic (Illijunior) and locking magic (Secure) and breaking into the premises, perhaps while the other architects were fighting us, they secretly approached the hall and broke through the magical defensive wall (Firewall).
"Direct Drill Attack" by Cogmar Ninth and "Super Ranged Magic Attack" by Tsukune Kunais probably also made sense to make people look for the fragile (...) parts of the hall.
Though Yo (more) would not have thought that they were being used to buy time (...).
"Whatever... it's nice to go up on the ground while I'm away. I need you to leave now."
I looked up at the black bandaged man wrapped around the hall, and I said out loud.
Attacks are always possible. But it's dangerous to have hostages. At least if there's a gap......
"Kirkaka! Hey, can I keep that mouth shut? The head of state (...) came out directly to do this, huh? Would you mind if I had a few more welcome words? Mm-hmm?"
The creepy eyeball glittering helmet (kabu) is a structure that covers the eyes and head, but exposes the nose and mouth areas. The mouth surrounded by inert beards and thick lips discolored purple were seen.
The mouth hangs like an annoyance (no), and the voice color and attitude seem completely different from before.
The slightest majesty as a monarch and respect for others I showed the other day when I showed up on the crystal sphere, I can't feel anything.
I mean... it's been more "guessy" before.
At least, the character of the provisional monarch, "Southout Yormusa", who was struggling to rebuild Neo Isravia, has been completely swallowed up by the "Hundred Eyes (Hiccup Cancer) Helmet (Kabu)"......
"Kakaa......! Sage Gugliekaas! What do you say? It's a peaceful negotiation, with the children (...) and old men (...) of this mansion... peaceful exchange of the Ergonote sword (...), huh?
"Don't be ridiculous. Say no."
It is a proposal which I do not believe to be a Head of State to take hostages and threaten them. What the hell is in this architect?
"Hmm? Can I say that, huh?
"............... who are you (...)? The other architects were a little better."
"Who...? Nothing, huh? Who is it?
He twisted himself in a funny way, and the magical eyeballs that could be called "demonic eyes" on his helmet stared at me at the same time.
Ugly face, nasty words and deeds. And the blackening, distorted spirit of being invisible - -.
"At least the 'king' of the glorious millennium empire...... isn't it?
There was only a few moments between them, and Wasawasa and the black bandage began to twist.
"Gihihi, you're right. It's not that tiny. I'm" God. "of the Millennium Empire (Southern Pedia) and the Conference of Sages in Design Management (Architect), which created this world… Supreme God! I know everything, I got everything...... God, God, God I!
I'm a saint. I've heard something similar about being a god a few times, but I can't help it.
"The Supreme God? Ha ha...! That's the god you've always shocked with hostages!? At best he was a technical advisor to the Management Board (Architect) (...), wasn't it a good place to be in charge of administration?
I sarcastically glow my glasses and say it off.
"Well......! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!?
Seeing how clever it was to provoke...... it seemed like a star.
"Last warning. Let those kids go before my people rush. No one has ever taken hostages and done well."
Ergonotes and faria get here in 100 mertes, in 20 seconds. We have to do something about this situation until then......!
"Negotiations are... cracked, is that right? And you have to pay the price for insulting the rest, hey!
When he uttered an uncomfortable voice, he broke into flurries between Iola and the local wizard Milica, who continued to bicker (...) at the garden tip of the hall, glancing at the gnawly and ugly side from between the two faces.
"Iola! Milica!
But I don't respond as if I were screaming.
It's about a dozen mertes from here, and you can't possibly hear it.
- I haven't heard a voice, I haven't even seen one!
"Whoa, don't move there, huh? You can stab me through the heart, right?
"Ku......!
Iola and Milica, on the tips of their noses, have multiple "eyeballs" on their helmets.
"Yes... like this... in the wind. Ahhh!
Goon! and the Sage's Hall moved out. The hall moved smoothly when it stood up, lifting the giant right "arm" high.
It blocks the sun and casts a shadow on me.
- The control system is really being taken away......!?
The reaction was slightly delayed by a distracting shock for a moment. I realise that my swinging arm was imminent in front of me, and I squeeze on the brink.
"-Come on!"
The ground where I was standing blew up like it exploded. The "Artificial Fist", made of a giant slime about the length of his body, was brought down.
I avoided a few Merte rearwards, but to the blown sand and wind pressure, I accidentally break my knee.
"Grey!? Greg, hey!
"Ku......, pram! No, run!
"Hempero, or Brother Io, I have to, because I don't want to, sooo!
When I saw it, Plum was coming down from the top of the tree and screaming. Tears in my eyes, screaming desperately.
If Pram had never been deprived of his five senses, he would have been able to escape alone, but he thought that he could not escape without Hemperoza or Iola.
"Damn, I'm going there now!
"Ha...... YES!?
The eyeballs of the southerly Tongari head were directed towards Gyorori and Plum. I have a vicious grin on my suspended mouth.
The man with his upper body on a black snake began to approach the tree.
"Kakaka! Sage Grekaas, ha ha...? Is this your precious object? Oh... yeah, first of all, let's stop this guy's heart... shall we?
I hoist both ends of my mouth to the point where I think I ripped it to my ear.
"Stop it, idiot! If you get your hands on me - I'll kill you!
At that moment I was screaming from the bottom of my belly.
I'm not a sage or anything, just as one "me," I meant it, and for the first time in my life, I was saying that word.
I've never spoken a word that I thought I'd never spoken on my journey with my people.
Bishun! and the light blinked in the back of the garage.
Two golems activated in response to my cry - "Full" and "Blurb" turned into a standing-mode people-shaped figure and popped up abruptly.
"I won't let you... I won't!
Southout shook his arms up and scattered black and horrible waves. The leaves of the touched green tree wither away in an instant.
- In time!
But I can't make it to Southout, which is going to hit Plum.
"Damn, whoa, whoa!
"Grey!
"Grekaaaas! I regret that I defied God -"
At that moment, a small shadow jumped off a branch of a tree and ate it at the tip of Southout's nose.
- Choo!
"Gaaaa!? Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.
"Chiu Tai!?
It was rat "chuta". He is resolutely jumping and biting at the nose column of an attacking southout.
"Oh, yeah!? The inferior animal. Ah!?
At that moment when Southout eagled and peeled off the eating rat and shook up his arm to grip him, now the plum was jumping.
Kick the trunk of the tree with an axial foot and go higher into the sky. And.
"Chiu Tai..."
- Nah......!?
"Let go of me. - Ugh!
If you don't shake your right leg straight in the air, go! The dull sound sounded.
Plum's unleashed spinning kick had captured Southout's side head perfectly.
Continued!