Fluffy, Noah was riding into the rising Swivok forest.
Noah was on top of the trees in the woods, which he could say were no longer under his control for Swivok.
Quiet time passes, at the source of a starry sky full of heaven.
"That was very... hard"
The palette managed to put it that way.
At least, Swivok didn't spoil the cheap answer.
I kept looking for answers to face myself, seriously everywhere and everywhere.
The result was a disciple named Mountain Water. Or he had an unrelenting understanding of how far the presence of mountain water was his salvation.
"Is it hard... it wasn't hard. No, it was hard, and it was painful. Of course, I regret it now. But the training was fun. It was fun to fight. As Fukai did, it was not those who were hurt because of Noah who really suffered. Non is happy, and there are a lot of backwards that will empathize with what Non is aiming for."
"... Lord Suibok"
On one knee, Thoon was in a thank-you position.
He was ashamed of his immaturity and apologized for exposing himself to the incompetence.
"Even though I have received guidance from your disciple, Lord Sansui, I was unable to take over your frontiers. I'm sorry."
"Yeah?"
"I intend to admonish you, but it was increasing and slowing down"
Starting with Thoon, Festival Me and Run always had a beating strength against Fuukei.
Not one hand, not one step, one piece of paper. It had reached an infinite frontier to some extent.
But that 'one' never became infinite. All the battles were covered just by Fuukei.
One small worker, one buried. The reason for this lies in the immaturity of the mind.
"I insulted you or your predecessors. Though I did not take over your teachings, nor did you become yourself, I was thoughtful and chronic. If you hadn't helped me, I'd be dead."
Of course, I don't think he could have killed Fuukei, who has led to his inexhaustibility.
But there was still a few more things I could do. I think so.
If I hadn't been cautious, I would have eaten up a little more.
If you think so, pitiful and regrettable.
"Come on, it's a toon. I am glad that you honor Noh and Sang-sui... but there is no standing to be so humbled by a man who reaches that point at the youth of the Lord and excels not only in the sword, but also in the heart."
"But..."
"Whether it's nonsense or san sui, it's just that you live long enough. Lord, you haven't lived for fifty years? If you think about how childish you were when you were a hundred years old, you'd be scared."
He did say something about catching a piss. About a thousand years old, I must have been a fairly approximate man.
If you look at it from him like that, then you'd be admitted to your immaturity. Thoon was eyeless.
"This case is completely untimely. Non was something to do, and it was not a matter of life for your Lord. I'm not saying don't be ashamed, but I won't shrink. The Lord is also a proud swordsman for Non, as is Sang Sui."
"... thank you, your words"
"Besides, you seem to be close to the Lord and the men and women of my disciple. Now that you're dead, that's why I'm sorry about my apprentice."
I laugh powerlessly.
Surely, if Toon died because of Swibbok, he wouldn't even know what to think as a mountain water.
Or I don't know how Doowe moved. At least, it shouldn't have been the way it was before.
"... if I can, I'd like to create a company to mourn the Spirit of Fuukei in this forest tree."
Sleepy, the Immortal said that.
"Right...... I'll make you one, it's good, I'm swimming. Don't be good at it."
Mm-hmm, and Eckezax said a hell of a lot for it.
"... hey Eckezacks. Did Mr. Swibbock ever build a company when he was with you?
"Um, not until ten degrees, but you built it pretty good. That would have been the case, Swibbock."
"Ha ha, that's an embarrassing story"
I don't know why, I can only feel fear for the face of the occasion that I built a company to mourn my soul.
"Would Fuukei have caused the snow to hail? There was also a time when Immortality manipulated Frozen Qi and rotted that he might not be able to live in battle. I used to train there in the deep mountains with Eckezaks."
Apparently, even when Suibok was traveling the world with Eckezaks, he wasn't fighting or traveling all the time.
When I found the assignment, I suppose I would have calmed my back and sometimes trained in a short span as a immortal.
"There was earlier in the boulder, not as dark as the clouds made by Vajra and Fuukei, but Non also used Eckezax to maintain the dark clouds and let the snow fall and rot all sorts of things... It turns out that the Immortal Arts cannot ice pickle opponents during battle"
Happiness, Doowe and Palette all remembered the schoolmaster.
Yes, it's about the history of magic, the history of failure.
"Because what Non wanted to do was an instant move to ice pickle his opponent in an instant when he was in the mood. But that meant that you can't ice your opponent unless you're a fool walking into a blizzard that never stops throwing him into the clouds, or even to a snowflake that's stuck in the mountains."
If immortality is a technique that manipulates natural phenomena to some extent, it is also impossible to suddenly ice marinate them as Masakazo does.
Because normally nothing is different from a snowstorm. Even if I could freeze him to death, it would be difficult to ice him.
"When he finished his moves, but found it impossible to use them in battle, he went down the mountain with Eckezax..."
"Because I trained for about ten years. The mountains and the surroundings were ice pickled round, and on the contrary, the country that was nearby was doomed."
Lack of immediate effectiveness, but the fact that the effective range, once done, was characteristic of weather manipulation by immortals.
If so, it would have been impossible to lift it up that it would only affect the area around the mountain where I live.
"So Noon created the company with a sense of comfort and reflection. To mourn."
"I thought I was done with the boulder..."
No offense, I guess I didn't mean it that way.
But no offense, then it was an unacceptable level of work.
Maybe if Fuukei had fought that time of year, that would have been the fight Fuukei wanted.
"Something else, yeah. As Noh is now floating through these woods, there are moves in immortality to free the earth from the bites, but I have also thought about whether I can apply this to combat. There was a time when we first ruled the proper mountains and let them rise up detached from the earth and carried them… Anyway, once floated, they would remain floating forever, but we need to be beside the floating objects when it comes to moving them. I mean, it's not like you're always going to travel with the mountains like dogs."
Something, isn't that annoying in a topographical rather than a combative sense?
"If you think about it now, it's not even funny if you hit a mountain and you crush it with a mountain and you win. I didn't think this was a good idea, but when the moves were done, I put the mountain back where it was, and it didn't go down again..."
"Down the mountain, you had a path you never used to have. Looking back, there's... rubble in the house crushed by the mountains...!
Why is it weird talking style?
"I don't think humans have made a new path to the city with that mountain gone. But it wasn't ruined by the mountains that came back."
"I'm sorry, but I mourned the company."
Do these guys think the company is a pardon mark or something?
Shouldn't we have thought about it some more before building a company and consoling it or something?
"Speaking of which, there is a tempera... where there are many houses that convey fist techniques derived from a special lineage."
Run remembered fu.
About the company inside, made by a rough god.
"When I broke the dojo, I turned all the people inside into enemies... and I killed them all. If I thought about it now, I'd spare it."
"Hey Koitsu, shouldn't you have let Fuukei kill you?
Who could have denied the words of Rikyo?