The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

"Oh, wolves are here!

Harrimill, a quick archer (archer) girl, shouted at a large tree nearby. The voice is in bright shape, but I can peek at the color of a little nervousness.

Pinch the branches stretched out to the side and also pinch the thighs in the dew to secure the upper body and connect the arrows to the bow.

The weapon she has is a "short bow". Also known as Conjit Boo, it is well rounded with a shorter bow made of wood and metal and requires less force to pull.

On the other hand with excellent rapidity, the difficulty is that the range is short, but anywhere within a square of about thirty mertes, you will be able to aim sufficiently.

"Please don't move..."

Squeeze your bow and set your aim as you squeeze your impossible wishes at the demon opponent.

A bow that is a mid-range weapon that can also be stopped with a single blow if you shoot through the eyebrows. If you hit it of course...... but.

The first shot was not hit by a wolf, but stabbed by a poor Inoboo who was dead.

"Um, right on target?

"... it's Don Mai!

The leader encourages Harrimill.

"Uh, what am I gonna do... chant, uh"

Under the tree where the archer (archer) lay his bow, the self-proclaimed wizard Maple was hiding himself in the trunk, turning the Magic Book (Grimoire) in a panic.

When I lift my square glasses with my fingertips, I turn the page and I can't seem to decide what to chant.

- Shit, maybe not...

Iola decides to assume that there is no magic support.

"Kiki, you're here. Ah!? Leader! Mr. Iola! Before, before, yeah!

Standing in a position to protect the trees where they are, with their trembling hands, is Till Ricker, the 'wanting to go home' weak swordsman.

He seemed to be the youngest of these battle groups (parties). It doesn't look very sword-wielding and brave enough to fight, but this is the only place for the guards to defend themselves, even if the wolf bites them.

When Iola looked at the wolves, she stuck her sword tip forward and took a "lower" stance slightly toward the ground.

On the other hand, the weakness of the face and upper body defenses, which are aimed at the legs (...), is against the fast moving opponent. But this is also a tactic of luring, so to speak, direct from Master Lu.

In contrast, it is the leader, Massford, who sets up a two-handed sword (two-handed sword) that will also have its length. Ground the tip of the sword to the ground directly behind it, taking on a unique structure of slightly dropping the hips. A raised muscle of two arms is making a millimeter sound like a squeezed bow.

Between each other is about three mertes. Stand like a wall and stare into the center of the square.

I could see two Mad Wolves (Vabres Wolff) approaching us from 20 Merte away, slowly increasing their velocity toward us.

"... are you scared?

"No, nothing."

I'm not lying. Sharpen your nerves so that you calmly grasp all of the battle space. The movement of the approaching wolf, the terrain at his feet, Iola feels and sees as much as possible.

"Heh? That's a lot of guts. Don't look at me like I've been wandering around the training grounds."

"No... no way. But I've seen a lot of amazing people."

"I'd love to hear it."

"When the day is over."

To the words of the leader, Iola returns gently, keeping her gaze fixed forward.

"Baugh!"

"Gaaa!"

They approached 5 Merte - "The Mad Wolf" jumped.

If you are a normal wildlife, you will probably escape or hide if you see human figures and signs.

But they, The Mad Wolf (Vabless Wolf), are the other way around. It strikes me like I'm crazy.

Hungry or not, he protrudes his fangs and shines bright red, blood-running eyes, turning humans into monsters just to chew them up. They now aim - the throats of two fragile human beings - also said to be "descendants of the gatekeepers of hell" created by evil wizards in the ancient days of Tai.

The wolf giant jumped with an amazing leap force. He's going to shove his whole weight down his prey and chew his throat off.

- Io-kun!

Far rear I heard Halua's prayerful, push-kill screams.

That moment.

At the same time as the sound of cutting through the air, a giraffe and glowing silver semicircle (...) captured the neck of the 'Mad Wolf spp. (Vabres Wolf)' slipping through the air.

"- Whoa, whoa!

A large two-handed sword (two-handed sword) was released at high speed from directly behind a leader who turned his entire body into a rotating spring. The shaken sword adds speed to its own weight, creating tremendous destructive power. When the sword eats into the neck of a giant wolf, it breaks the flesh straight from the side and reaches the bone.

As the wooddust waved an axe on the giant tree while maintaining its rotational power, Masford slammed the body of the 'Werewolf spp. (Vabless Wolf)' down to the ground.

Dozum......! A broken blunt sound of a neck bone called cockroach echoes at the same time that The reclined cannibal wolf stopped moving even with Pickle.

"Nice, Leader!

A voice of praise echoes from above the tree.

- Awesome! Looks like a Rudens warrior...!

Iola swallows her admiration and hilarious the flying wolf giant. He waved his sword as he twisted his body, slashing off the soft belly of the wolf from directly below, and his hind legs.

"Shh!

The light, dance-like movement is mastered by Master Lu. Massford, who was about to finish one and move on to the next, is surprised by a useless move and an attack that uses no force, and blows a short whistle.

Sprinkling a fog of bright red blood, it was the 'Mad Wolf genus (Vabless Wolf)' that landed on the ground, but as he tried to regain his position, he folded Gacri and his back leg.

"Ga, woo!?

Iola turned her sword to her heart when she realized she had been slashed in the lower abdomen and leg and raised a grumbling roar.

But the next moment.

Along with the mild sound of shuko, an arrow pierces the brain of the genus "Mad Wolf (Vabless Wolf)". When the roar broke off, the silver body collapsed to the ground as it was.

"If you don't move, you're just a tomato."

"Oh, thanks! Ha...... Mr. Harrimir"

Nor did the Archer (Archer), who had a low hit rate, miss the stopping target (Mato) for a moment. Showcase the unique front of the bow's famous master apple.

"I don't need any sarcasm - call me whatever you want, Har or Meal. You know, Iola, was it possible that you wanted to stab Todome?

The red-haired girl keeps talking perky from the top of the tree.

"No, it's not like that..."

Iola's face was unexpectedly dusted.

"Hey Cora, new guy! There's another one coming!

Hi, I hear it's not funny that Iola talks to the archer (Archia).

"Oh, yes!

But Iola was beginning to feel exhilarated. Companions, adventures, and battles -.

I don't know, it's so much fun right now. Once, when I was accompanying Brother Gu on a journey to save the world, the excitement comes back.

- What the... Me, awesome fun?

And, at the end of the eyes and nose of the leader who lay down his sword and cried out, a third, "The Mad Wolf Genus (Vabres Wolf)", was approaching. The next one is bigger than the first two. I could see him running over, staring at this one with his angry, bright red, bloody eyes.

"Yabba...... maple! I used it last week. Speak up!

Harri Meal shouts to the maple, a wizard who is directly beneath him from the top of the tree.

"Huh... ah? Yeah!"

They're no longer the distance in time to chant their proud "Magic of Fire". A self-proclaimed wizard girl in glasses turned her fingertips to Harri Meal, who holds a bow on the tree, and chanted her magic in a daze.

"- I command thee, Thou shalt pierce the arrow. Blessings and Guidance -" Increased Hit Rate (Atarcamon) "!"

Pooh, and the arrows glowed white.

"Yes, but take!

Harri Meal unleashed an arrow. The arrows unleashed suck in against the "Mad Wolf Genus (Vabres Wolf)", which runs in fierce momentum, as if they had predicted movement.

"Ohhhh...?

"Ah...?

Massford and Iola swallow solidly and stare at the flying arrows.

Kasssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss However, it seems to have had a slight effect on blunting the advance.

"Ahhh! What a shame!?

"But essentially hit?

Harri Meal jitters on the tree and fixes it all the time as the wizard maple wrestles his glasses with a satisfying face.

"Oh, too bad!

"Too bad!"

When Iola and the leader shouted in the same reaction, they nipped and grinned at each other and ran out toward the genus "Mad Wolf (Vabless Wolf)".

"Let's go, Iola!

"Oops!

"but if you have cancer yeah......!

Till Ricker continues his pitiful support.

And - ten seconds later.

He was not the enemy of the warriors who had already gained momentum, such as one wolf at his disposal.

With his sword protruded by his neck and heart, and one foot on his immobile body, leader Masford gives him a victory.

"Yoo-hoo! Dowley! Wow, we got rid of three crazy wolves!

"Ha, I did it!

"I didn't do it! Iola, I'm so glad you're here.

"I agree, you don't have to watch the leader's recital"

"I'm glad I'm not here."

"Keep it up! Guys!"

Iola finally exploded her joy with her own honest voice.

Thus, the Tibalagi Weekend Demon Crusader, Squad III, and Iola's first victory were to be decorated with an unexpected exorcism of the big man.

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The time is evening...

"Bye! See you next week! Bring her next time. Yo!

"Bullshit, Iola, let's go again!

"Next time, I'll show you super flame magic...... absolutely"

"Great, we can go home safely"

"Ah! See you next week!

After today's crusade, Iola broke up with her new friends and headed home.

The number of crusades is five in all (and has since encountered two, repelling this) in the genus Mad Wolf.

Seven giant frogs, four large boar warcraft, and a boar boo.

I could say it was quite an achievement on a half-day expedition.

Inoboo meat and wolf fur can be valuable income, so they are recovered in accompanying cow cars. For those who cannot be listed, they will contact the village hall via crystal ball communication and request the support of the recovery team.

Having finished her adventure, Iola heads all the way to Harua's parents' waiting house, rocked by Harua and a cow truck.

"Io-kun, that sounds like a lot of fun."

"Huh? Haha...... well it's been a long time since my blood has made a scene"

"Phew, I knew you could count on a man. Weren't you scared?

"I'm perfectly fine, huh? I don't know about demons."

There may have been dangerous occasions, but show Halua some leeway in front of him.

"... Ugh! Good."

"Ooh!?

Harua grabbed Iola's left arm and pulled herself over. To warm body temperature and soft chest, Iola blushes a little but was fortunate to have been stained in the sunset.

Iola then turned her gaze to the vast landscape of Tibalagi and put her thoughts to the face of the Hall of Wise Men.

- Guru, I... I think I can still do something here.

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