A frenzied surprise has begun, and it looks like a few tens of seconds to me. In fact, the current situation is such that it takes about 5 seconds for the whole thing to pop out.
At 2-3 seconds, I already had a giant ant's chest, and next, my abdomen... suddenly splashed into thin pieces.
The magic formation starts to disappear.
The countless parts of the monster that suddenly fell as if scattered on the ground were burned and further chopped by the magic of each knight's specialty.
Ordinary monsters are physically left with carcasses. It's not a joke to shower at a monster site. You're going to get new trauma.
Of course, I was perfectly protected by Uncle and Max's defensive magic. I don't have any stains on my clothes. That's my uncle. Max did well, too. I'll give you a cheek chow.
"Hi Gladys. I think I made it to the show."
At some point, there was a Tristan next to me, holding me up as usual.
I wonder if it was a little too soon to get excited.
I turned my hand around Tristan's neck and smiled back.
The same overwhelming strength. Before I knew what I was doing, I destroyed it in an instant. The more powerful a knight is, the more he sees the different strength of that dimension.
"Hey, Tristan!? It's not over, is it? Clean up your torn body! Don't get hurt if you hit an ordinary man!
Roxanne, who took part in the clean-up, raised her complaint.
"Hey, I was wondering if it's okay because you guys are here. Hey, Quentin."
Tristan, who responded casually, asked for permission from Uncle Quentin, who was chasing after him. He also seems to have been following us from behind.
"If you want to do it, you can do it without leaving a single chili! I can't believe I suddenly see a monster coming back. Don't be lazy."
"It's more important to hold Gladys than that kind of chore."
Quentin's accusations of hitting his brother-in-law, the current Duke of Ingram, stroked my hair with the wind everywhere. Come on, both of you, let's learn. It is useless to say anything to this person. I already gave up when I was a teacher at school.
The immediate threat is gone, but panic spreading once to thousands of people is not so easy to calm down. The wild horses on the main street didn't seem to be quiet for the time being.
It's tough, it's dangerous, but it's not funny... but I accidentally blew it out.
It's a day when nothing happens. What I did was quite out of my mind. But my mind is getting lighter.
"What's going on? Gladys"
"Fufufu, I think such a flashy and lively person deserves to send my grandfather."
"Oh, I see. Indeed."
With an untidy group hysteria in sight, Tristan and her face smiled at each other.
"... I didn't think you looked alike, but you guys are parents and children."
Quentin blurred with a bitter face.
"How malicious is the grace on your face and the tristan inside?"
Extremely unexpected assessment. I'm sorry. I'm not such a freak. And what's inside is your mentor.
"Well, it's not as bad as I thought. When you get into school, get along with my kids."
Oops. They admitted to interacting with my cousin on the Ingram side, who had been distant. I hate Grace. I know. I think it's my sister or some kind of life punishment game. They know I'm not like Grace.
Instead of answering, I just smiled back.
It has nothing to do with my parents' permission. Within almost extraterritoriality schools, whoever I like goes out with them. If you don't like it, I'll play it for you, cousin.
Max has a tongue in the back. Bad attitude.
Roxanne looked at us and strangely twisted her neck.
"Still, Tristan isn't the only one with a good nose. Is this the hallmark of the Langleys? You've been magicians since before."
"How long are we gonna be talking nonsense? If you're free, why don't you help me sort things out?"
On the way, the conversation is blocked. I was heading in the wrong direction, so it was a good job!
The Duke of Jerome Avalon came to my attention. Gideon is the oldest duke since retirement. I was following Rufus behind me, but I couldn't keep my eye on him. I don't know who I suspect.
I see. Let's go back to the funeral, Tristan. "
Quentin is the first to get out of trouble. You look just like Gideon.
"Well, I'll see you later. Gladys"
Tristan kissed me on the cheek and then dropped me off and followed me.
Rufus, who was watching beside me, showed a faint sign. No, Tristan knows everything! I'm not cheating on you! Don't think of me as a pervert ex-teacher cheating on my teacher!? It's Daddy!!
"Oh, my God! My dress's wrinkled! Now if you'll excuse me."
Roxanne escaped further. As for the Duke of Hunter, he never stops by from the beginning.
"Oh, my God, the young people these days!
Jerome mourned with a fixed line. I know how you feel, but you're still 40, Jerome. My son is laughing bitterly behind you.
Uncle, let's go home.
"That's right. Now, if you'll excuse us."
We can't help being here, so let's get out of here.
Isaac already seems to be gathering people and giving instructions, so we should get rid of it soon.
So I noticed a lot. Uncle and Max weren't the only ones worried about me.
Look around the church and instantly identify the people of interest.
Chiaran, Noah and Sonia were all looking at me, so they immediately met. He looked at me.
I waved my hands with a natural smile, not forcing each one. Then, for a moment, I sent my gaze to Rufus, who was by my side.
Guys, I'm sorry to bother you. It's okay now.
Everyone looked back and nodded relieved.