The Peerless Kobold (WN)

"Cure, waaa ~ n ♪ (Yay, meat ~)"

"Admiral, it's a little heavy, but lunch is secure."

"Wait... it won't be so simple"

It's a good quality bull to see tight muscles, but there's no such thing as wildness all over the city, so stop the buster and his grumpy sister who tried to stab him to a stop.

"Daimyo, I guess he was kept in the arena"

When I first came to the idea of no difficulty, I caught the footsteps of two people whose hearing of a superior dog-man family was still simulated by humans.

In the process of reacting and turning around, for some reason the wind blows and the smell of G is unlikely all over the city.

"... KUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

(… Lancer and Dagger stay back a little) "

"Wolkua, Guru (be careful, boss)"

At the tip of his gaze, which he threw as he spoke to two beastly men, a silver-haired big man with shallow black skin stopped outside between the spears, and a long skinny goblin caught up with a hooded jacket and an iron mask, slightly delayed.

In addition to the slightly memorable smell, it reminds us of those who are related by their characteristic physique and two large and small swords around their hips, while at the same time noticing us with the smell of a sensitive little ghost tribe over there.

"Gyghhh, Gyhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

(Braeboo, these are the dogs that attacked the herd!) "

"Oh, I know"

Quick as I can tell, a twin swordsman of the Little Ghost clan kicked the ground by pulling a knife out of his hips sword belt.

Though the response was slightly delayed, the partner with fast hands is also here... like an arrow released with a strong crossbow, a brunette (buster) with a big sword lying on his side jumps out in a low position.

"Grrrr! (G instant slaughter!)"

"Goddamn it."

All the grandiose swords that were swept through bounced off the raider's knife and tried to tear it up to his torso, the twin swordsmen of the Little Ghost clan attached the belly of the knife to the summit of their captivity and took a heavy blow with both arms.

However, even in a humanized state, it is difficult to retain the strength of a muscularly rough buster, and it jumps out hard before it breaks down.

A silver-haired big man (maybe G) approached him to sew in the gap and snuffed out the claymore in his hand without missing a slight stiffness after the attack.

"Whoa!?

"Back off, Bastard."

Put up a blade that you pulled back though, lowered your child-friendly partner, who defended you with a piece of paper, and now I hold the song knife in my right hand and scream.

The silver-haired swordsman set his mark in the eye and outnumbered the slaughter he carried out with full force, but that was just what he was after.

"Whoa."

"Nah!?

The moment each other's blades crossed, he slammed the hook of his left fist wrapped around a magical whirlwind, aiming at the side of the great sword his opponent had!

Furthermore, due to the impact and wind pressure, the sword body fell directly to the side and became dew (revealed), while retaining the pattern of the song knife, eating the upper of the right fist.

"Grr."

A silver-haired big man, who flew a blood splash from the end of his mouth, flew away in a row, and a buster with a single-edged sword lined up next to him as the long-skinned double-swordsman stepped forward to prevent pursuit.

"Aren't they subtly stronger, Admiral?

"You sure are a pain in the ass..."

"Gigg, Dilazreigua."

"Zez, Giuvarzekt."

In response to the silver-haired swordsman who warped the end of his mouth and said away, the twin swordsmen of the Little Ghost clan rushed out with purple electricity lodged in the gains of both hands... Relax and fall into cobblestone from his face.

"Bubba!?

A bunch of silver thread was wrapped around the left ankle of the unrivalled double-swordsman, and on its extension was a dark-haired scarlet eyed daughter, who met in an abandoned village on Schwark territory, nestled in a dress.

"He was playing while I was saving lives, and he was in a very good position."

"Giuaalu, Azele!! (What the fuck, Maple!!)"

She puts additional restraint on the twin swordsmen of the Little Ghost clan yelling in a sit-down state and walks right beside her, chilling away.

"Private fighting all over the city is a felony, you're going to get me involved?

"Guh, Vazeslettiad! That's not what I found out!

"... the ones who destroyed Valli's village, you can't leave, whoa!?

Though a sharply stared, silver-haired big man tries to turn down the silver thread that binds his compatriots, a large amount of spider thread erupted from the cobblestone gap tying his entire body.

"Weak meat is a natural dish, and you have killed it accordingly..."

"Something that fits with reason. Unthread it!

A strong algae scratch does not make it possible to shake the tangled thread, and the growling big man becomes a goose cross instead.

Still sighing at the way he wouldn't let his fighting wane, his daughter, called Maple, has turned her deep scarlet eyes this way.

"You're so rude to have my company, silver wolf one day"

"Mmm, you know what I mean?

"Yeah, because it doesn't change the color or vessel of your soul in any form."

"... right"

A glimpse of two helpless mutant children while still cruising to their bottomless opponents.

Sometimes there seemed to be no immediate crisis, and once he lowered the cutting-edge of the song knife he was pointing toward to show that he had no hostility toward her, he also let the buster unload the blade tip of the great sword with a one-handed hand sign.

"Well, it's wise to understand when you're leaving."

"Oh, I don't have a hobby for eating souls and stuff."

"Oh, notoriety helps sometimes."

In addition to what was said and done earlier, the combination of a dark-haired scarlet eyed Yamato wearing spider yarn brings me to the appearance of seven scourges, and if I return the mixed words, I will be honestly affirmed.

(No, is it possible?)

If you throw your gaze at her, who smiles gently, and the goblins of the mutant breed who call (wow), did you follow the giant bull earlier, or the nobles who brought the guards and magicians from across the street rushed for a small run?

"Wow."

"Gaoa kvaruau? (People are gathering?)"

As the beastly sisters who have walked up to their feet say, a series of noises have been accompanied by packing, making it unnecessary for the city people to stay longer in the current situation, which is starting to return.

"... we're leaving, Buster"

"Okay."

"Thank you for stopping the Warcraft. I'll see you when we get back together."

Dropped off by the daughter of a lightly bowed spider thread, with a blade in her sheath, we enter the alley, avoiding the eyes and heading to the suburbs of the city.

There were a few unexpected events... but after the new sword was installed, there were no problems to reach the port town of Venere, from which we were to continue by sea by boat.

It should also be mentioned that I was seasick and suffered until I reached the port town of the kingdom of Almedia for the first time since I became a werewolf dog man.