The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

Ed, the capital of Twead.

Around its south gate is where many warriors and magicians gather.

Some had confirmed their moves, others had shown the activation of the Ultimate Limits taught by Azley, and some had guided them.

From there, further south, on the meadow, there was one dog wolf sitting down.

It was the demon Porch of the old fool Azley.

Did you torture yourself, your body is full of scratches? One heavenly beast hangs his voice on a dripping, breathless pouch.

"Mr. Porch! I'm fine!?

Appearing before Porch was the corner of the five heavenly spiritual beasts - the Grey Tiger.

Even though he cared about Porch's body with a worrying voice, Porch only had a sharp eye for the Grey Tiger.

"Why the hell... it's okay. You can still do it...... yet, still to come......!

It excites the trembling body, and Porch rises with a strong expression.

"But..."

"- Gap... Yes!

"Come on!"

Porch heads straight for the Grey Tiger.

The Grey Tiger escapes from Porch's fangs, thus diverting his body. Then release the air crow as it goes backwards.

"Gaaaaaa!"

The back of the pouch was unsafe, even though he threw up his braces for a moment and scratched the flying nails (air clows) of the grey tiger. Strong tail blow to be swung down.

"Ghan!?

A pouch slammed to the ground by a yellow dragon jumps to the excess impact and shows unintentional rotation.

"I am a great enemy."

Yellow Dragon says a cold word to the still floating Porch.

A flash of black purple pops into the pouch trying to prepare for landing.

Heavenly Beast is also pointing a sharp mouth (beak) at the pouch at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

"Come on, let's get you involved...!

Purple Dead Birds (Shigeru) head straight for the pouch.

At a moment of direct strike that heralded a tremendous impact, Porch read through the purple dead bird's (shigi) movements.

"Become!?

At the moment of the direct hit, he stretched his front leg over the head of the purple dead bird and ran through its back.

"In return!

Huang Long (really) ate the tail shot earlier.

An air crow sharper and faster than the one released by the grey tiger is released from the front leg of the pouch.

"I won't let you."

A new heavenly beast descended like a meteorite in front of a yellow dragon with a non-standard hardness of methyl. The black turtle fell from the back and crushed the poached air crow.

"Now, red (,,)"

As soon as Porch finally landed on the ground, Black Turtle (just now) sent a signal to the last Heavenly Beast.

It is Red Emperor Bull Weldan who pushes the body of a black tortoise (sneaky) wearing the ground with a armor, intensely from the rear.

"GMOOOOOOOO!!

A tremendous shock and roar echoed around, and the body of the black turtle (sneaking) began to roll toward the pouch. To accelerate the momentum, Huang Long lends his tail to Weldan as well.

Huge black chunks headed while grinding strong rocks.

A huge threat looming from the front. Porch opens his mouth wide and exhales polar (stiff) braces.

Momentarily, the brakes are applied to the body of the black turtle (sneaky), which the polar (stiff) braces hit directly.

"" Whatever!?

"Oh, my God."

Yellow Dragon and Weldan are stunned by Porch's movements, and Black Turtle (this time) dislikes the shock.

"Not yet!

Yes, the body of the pouch flies backwards due to recoil due to the polar brace.

Ahead was the purple dead bird who flipped and turned back to head under the pouch.

This irregular pouch movement. Unpredicted purple dead birds stiffen their faces.

"Stupid!?

A brace for ranged attacks. Mid-range air crow. Close range fangs and nails. There were no measures prepared by Purple Dead Birds (Shigeko) for Porch, who could prepare everything.

That's why the grey tiger (Hakoko), who was behind the purple dead bird (Shigeko), set his aim while watching Porch move.

"Right here!"

The polar brace released by Porch to the black tortoise earlier and a huge brace with no faint colour.

I can't flinch. Everyone in this room thought so. "Taken," he said.

But Porch's movements never fit into it.

"Hiya! It's Hwahlwind!"

Porch targeted by the Grey Tiger. Porch unleashed the magic of rising airflow just a little in front of it.

It's trivial. However, the minor timing slippage protected Porch from the polar braces of the Grey Tiger.

When the Grey Tiger moved his neck and changed his aim, it was too late.

Porch fired a powerful blow from above the body of a purple dead bird.

"Porch stamp!

"Noooo!?

A purple dead bird falls towards the ground.

Even though the polar (stiff) brace of the grey tiger changed its orbit and targeted the pouch, it could not capture the movement of the pouch that landed faster on the ground than the purple dead bird (shigeko), using the purple dead bird as a stepping stone.

Porch that crawls on the ground and quickly approaches the grey tiger (Hakoko) to sew. From behind, Weldan was approaching, and Huang Long (Koryu), who had a long body, was aiming for an additional tail blow.

For a moment when the grey tiger could not capture Porch's movements and hesitated to attack him, Porch jumped backwards and released the air crow.

"Become!?

The grey tiger (Hako), who thought he was turning to himself, could not help himself from this alarm, causing injury to his body. And this surprise was the same with Weldan looming from behind.

"Goddamn it! You're gonna trample me!

Although Porch jumped again, its altitude was not enough to impede Weldan's progression.

Both Huang Long and Weldan decided so.

However, I noticed a black tortoise.

"Cut it out!

The movement of the pouch changed momentarily.

"Shit!

Yes, Porch went through the route that remains of the rising airflow.

After all, the minor changes made it possible for Porch to change his orbit and use a stepping stone called Weldan. Stepping forcefully through Weldan, Porch rushes under Huang Long.

The timing of Yellow Dragon's tail blow is deflected by striking a void, sticking his fangs up his throat.

After Huang Long's head fell, there was no way to capture Porch's movements, just an elder of Heavenly Beast.

"My... it's a win..."

The black turtle (sneaking) with his nails pointed in front of him lowers his eyes quietly in front of his breathless pouch with his small body.

"Sounds like it. Looks like the red one got a blow too."

Inspired black tortoise.

Porch pulls his front leg off the black tortoise and descends from the head of the yellow dragon to the ground.

"Do you beat your opponents with that body? Ha ha, hey!

"I just put one blow in all of them. It's a game."

"Five Heavenly Spiritual Beasts are the opponents?

"Still, it's a game"

If it isn't a battle wagering life and death, Porch hardly acknowledges his own victory.

The yellow dragon who sees it squeaks.

"You can't afford it"

Though the pouch bit me. Shredded wound. Yellow dragons twirling their bodies stare worryingly at Porch's back.

To a gentle voice, Porch turns away unexpectedly.

"No, it's okay! I have to spare you!

"Instead, you're worn out."

It was Weldan who approached the swinging pouch when he busted his neck.

"Is your back okay?

"If you say that, don't tell the Purple Dead Bird. He hurts the most, doesn't he?

"Wow!? Yes, it was!

Porch rushes to where the purple dead bird crashed.

However, in a hole made of crashes, the purple dead bird had his eyes open.

"Hmm, was it better to use the Sucker's then? No, you had a better chance of moving more anomalously? I see you've gained new insights."

"Look, it looks okay and above all -!

"Hmm? Are you hurt? Wasn't the Grey Tiger bleeding?

Porch turns to the grey tiger to point out the purple dead bird (Shigeko) heard from the hole.

Then there was a grey tiger licking the wounds on his chest made of Porch air clows.

"Hehe, this is a testament to my love with Mr. Porch. You don't need healing magic. Heh, heh, heh."

"So, it's okay...?

He was a pouch leaning his neck and worrying, but other heavenly beasts were not.

Yellow Dragon, Black Tortoise, and Weldan watching Grey Tiger. And the purple dead bird that came out of the hole. Everyone keeps their mouths shut.

"You're not okay."

"To?"

Everyone keeps their mouths together again at the pouch that speaks out of them.

"" My head is in the flower garden... "

To the words of the mighty beasts of heaven, and to the devils of the fools who lean their necks.