The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

"Ugh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Someone is screaming.

Included in that cry is sadness. And............... anger.

Whoo-hoo... I'm the one screaming this.

Atra disappeared, and although the ref was frightened for a while, he turned his red and black cloudy eyes to me and stomped on the estate as he aroused

"Stupid. Stupid! Stupid!! Stupid!!! So, the Great Magic... Mi, of my own free will, protects people!?!! That's the case, that's what I haven't even heard since the time of the Continental War!!!! What an opening to the Virgin!!!! This, beast mock!!!!

Eat and tie your teeth to the point where your back teeth snap.

... Oh, my God, what a pity.

Not a single wretched man will hate this continent as much as I do.

Protect, I swore.... I took an oath.

Magic power is already zero. Your right arm hardly moves. There are no areas that have not been physically damaged.

But... what's wrong with that?

With your left hand, grab the ground, wake up your body, and stand up.

Even if the consciousness turns away, ignore it. Still staring at the religious believers who are calling.

He stopped moving, pointed a dagger at me, and looked at me with his bloody eyes. Heartfelt, he asks wonderfully.

"... what are you going to do? Why get up??

"It's decided, isn't it?

Kill the intermission, palm bottom to jaw with left hand.

Plus, keep your belly to your left elbow as long as you want. The ref's knee breaks and the dagger falls to the ground.

"Ha!

"............... to defeat you, Yikes!!!

Further down to the head, a full spin kick.

Disgusting feeling of crushing your skull.

A fanatic blows up without a voice and falls to the ground.

The whole body screams. Again, ignore.

I pick up the dagger.

"Get up. I don't suppose you're gonna die implanting 'resuscitation' to this extent?

".................. come on. Really, to the end."

The ref got up. The crushed skull has already regenerated.

Even the belly, which should have made a big hole in "The Flaming God Spear," has not even been buried and left with a wound. Surprisingly gray magical engraving on the skin under torn clothes. It's as if he's alive.

The ref screams.

"It makes me frustrated!!!!!!!!!!!!! It doesn't even replace 'Thunderfox', but at least, it's retrieved as an experimental animal by adults"

"-... That kid's name is Atra. Look, don't forget. Don't forget to die. I don't know if it's the Holy Spirit or the Virgin, and I don't care... I don't mind killing that child, if you're saying... I won't forgive you guys. I will never forgive you."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. What, so, so, so, move, ru?? Earliest, Limits, Fuzz..."

I relentlessly stabbed my heart with a dagger and screwed the blade.

Still activates a certain magic.

Light is mourned from the eyes of the ref, and he is about to fall. Pull out the dagger, with the last force, kick in the face.

The fanatic's body blows down and his blood spreads to the ground.

... Why, can you move? That.

I'm sure it is. Reduce the painful heart.

-... if you can't do it, if you cut your life itself, human beings, you can do it somewhat.

My knees fall off.

The grip on his left hand was also mourned, and a dagger pierced the ground.

I get zero monologues.

"... Atra will be angry."

Angry, it's about that sweet girl. I'm sure you'll cry.

Really... I'm a bad guy.

Blurred vision.

- Mockery.

"Goddamn it... yes, yes, you, you cut your life... you lunatic"

The ref gets up. The heart wound is buried.

Again, normal attacks, magic is almost completely disabled, right?

The fanatics smiled proudly -... spitting blood violently.

"!? What is this?? Blood???? Immortal soldiers and I have embedded 'resuscitation' closer to the real thing, in different stages, if I???? Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"... you think I have an in-laws to answer?

Keep screaming, respond cold to fanatics.

In front of me, the ref was attacked by a magical ceremony embedded in his body and began to eat him alive. At the same time, a normal magic formula plays. The screams echo, but little by little they get drunk by the ashes.

- Earlier, when I screwed in the dagger, I interfered with the magic formula and changed the formula just a little bit.

Above and beyond the magic formula of 'Resurrection', attacks and magic are usually almost null and void. I see, if your own magic ceremony is with each other, it's not a story.

"... suffer a little, fanatic"

Throw it away, close your eyes. It's about time, really, it's the limit.

My body collapsed -... I was taken.

Body wounds are filled with a tremendous number of healing magic.

Open your eyes and smile.

".................. hey Lydia. Did your hair get shorter?

"............... Idiot. Stupid idiot. Big idiot!

The corrupt edge of a rugged expression - Lydia Linster was activating countless healing magic as she received me.

Take a particularly terrible right hand with both hands, push it against your chest, and grasp it gently.

- I can hear the heart.

He looks straight at me. [M]

"Beh, nothing, I don't care if you're not there..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Yeah."

I said, "You're okay, because you believed me, didn't you?

"Yeah."

".............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

That was the limit.

Lydia leaned down, wept a large grain in her eyes, and began to sob.

Embrace with your left arm.

Beyond his back, he looks like a standing godchild.

"Tina."

"Let me, let me, let me..."

He is holding the long cane with both hands and distorting his face. The complexion is bloody and white. My body is shaking fine.

This is a battlefield. I keep groaning in my sight, ref.

And I'm a mess. Tell the body, bloody paint it.

It would also be natural to remember fear.

"Lydia, Tina"

"... if I apologize, I get angry" "Let, Doctor... I..."

Lydia stares at me with her eyes bright red, Tina almost says something and mumbles.

Stand up, nod. Lydia won't let go of my right hand.

"Thanks for coming. Thank you so much."

"……… stupid" "…………"

Lydia, increasingly, pressed my right hand hard and hard against her own chest, Tina lay down her face spicy.

- Though my heart hurts, my physical pain itself has disappeared.

Talk to me at my usual condition whenever you can.

"I'm tired. I want to go home and sleep. By the way, where is this place? I know it's the Four British Seas."

".................. Laranoa"

"! That might not be a good idea. Tina."

"Yes, sir"

"I've been able to get this far, which means I left the flying magic for my homework... still, what can I do for you? fanatics."

The ref stood up and pointed his crazy eyes at me.

Tina went forward to protect me. [M] Lydia hugs her right hand hard and hard.

The fanatics were being eroded by the 'resuscitation', and the point of view was set.

"- Enlighten me, holy life! You're here to kill! Blessed be the Virgin!!

The Holy Ghost wants it!!!!!!!! "