The Peerless Kobold (WN)

"That's brilliant, Silver Wolf Hall."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

"Do it, Admiral."

Sometimes the economy has exploded, and Diub and his friends have praised him for his excitement, so this place snorts away from the fact that the fire arrows have only been hit by luck.

If you look like a werewolf dog, the actual success rate may have been less than 50% because the raven (and) is also horned and the skin of the person is sensibly dull.

At the moment of inner relief, the surrounding soldiers, who had been deprived of consciousness only for a moment by the roar and explosion flames, shouted (kansai) at Russia.

"" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Okay, we're going to attack this plane!

"" "Respond!!

The old lord's decree, entrusted with about four thousand men on the left wing of the Royal Army, knocks the bronze knife, and each army under him carries a movable broken castle hammer and gradually advances (dull) again.

It should be noted that although the Zatras Army, led by Aisha Hardy, is located in the Middle Guard... if the character of a pigsty knight warrant lady, a little anxiety remained because it would not quit the forceful assault either, depending on the circumstances.

"Then leave the care of the horse and daughter to me, and ask the Wolds instead. You have to take command. You can't leave."

"Okay, let's do what we're supposed to do"

Dropped off by a flirtatious, one-handed Diub, he leaves the Demir army with his brunette big man or village daughter (false) to drive through the moon-night wilderness.

Without leaving much space, he returned to the long-time dog man (Kobolt) and joined the armed lancer, placing his shoulder on one of his favorite slaughter spears.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow?

(I don't feel liberated, can I howl?) "

"Wow, wow."

"Wahoo, Garvoan."

Seeing how she was in a good mood made it silly to keep staying in people's appearances, slowing down gradually and stopping her legs.

While under the astonishing gaze of his companions, he loosens the fittings for the adjustment of the leather armor that Smith in the drooling ear cobolt had fabricated and turns to the flesh of a tamed werewolf dog by sounding the noise of boggling and bone ringing.

"Ugh, wow."

"... don't you mind if I don't take it anymore?

My sister, the fox, who was watching this one (this one), raised her voice of discontent and confirmed the penetration and buster, so if she agreed, they both loosened the special leather armor clasp provided by the drooling ears of the settlement, and stretched their hair and claw teeth (yes) to each one to return to the fox man with the Moffmoff tail and the werewolf man with the black arms...

After a long time, I couldn't seem to stand the feeling of the skeleton, muscle fibers, and visceral position being transformed, and I was able to see that alignment (about) looked disgusting.

"Quaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Waf, quaffawoo."

"Kuau, Ruowan? (Lancer, can I have it?)"

"Wah, Garaaaaaa on ♪ (I can't help it anymore") "

Whether it was a recoil that behaved only as a (just) large dog to this point (here), or pretended to be happy with a white tail only on the tip, the sacred spear of a caring dog-man dwells a pale, warm phosphor in both hands.

She pushed her palms against the two chests, infiltrating the magic of Holy Attributes over the leather armor she had worn.

"Woolfaugarg, Wolwoon

(Reject all impurities, clean light) "

The elementary magic "Clear Light”, which improves the appearance of the sisters who looked disgusted when only congratulations were heard, soothes the expression.

Sometimes this is all the less energetic believers who have visited the Cathedral Church recover and just come home satisfied, with origami for versatility and effectiveness.

"Ng, woang. (Ng, thanks.)"

"Quaaon."

We quickly retighten the leather armor fittings together while we look after our sisters, who apparently have accommodated discomfort, before rushing out again following the smell of a homogeneous species dispersed in the night breeze.

Their waiting area, which they had set up earlier, was on the wind, so we could confirm the appearance of the werewolves who blended into the darkness if we proceeded without straying.

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At that time, at the Third Capital Gate of the matter, a serum was at the forefront of the curtsy side at the behest of General Alphaz, who led the republican army.

"They still broke the door to the outer wall, but with thousands of soldiers, you can't drop double walls! Kick his ass, you Armedia Miscellaneous!

"" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

With anger, several bows and arrows are shot in more than on the fence, stopping the Royal Army avant-garde who has proceeded to protect the wheeled broken castle hammer.

Although the majority of the falling arrows were distracted by the wind sorcerer activating "Window Protection”, which caused them to rise high in the sky… The effect of the procedure was aimed at an interrupted gap, and the arrow of the bowman Serum's unleashed crossbow shot through the right shoulder of the blind opponent.

"The robe in the boulder is a breeze, it catches my eye."

"Guh, that's why I didn't like the front line..."

Immediately after grabbing the sorceress who groaned in severe pain from behind and the inflexible soldier pulled inside the great shield, the Republican defense forces uninterruptedly emit a second shot simultaneously.

While some of the collar soldiers with only medium-sized shields suffered arrow wounds, the core fierce men, who also had more than the next shot, were again protected by the wind, shouting (and straightening) as they pressed the broken castle gavel to clash their tips against the dropping lattice on the inside wall.