The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

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"Protect ~ ♪ Hmm ♪ Will this thought (...) reach the messenger?"

Imoriza sings, as usual, pleasantly playing her voice.

And summon and serve.

Using black claws and silver hair, he continued to kill oaks with pleasure, cruelty, and without remnants, just as he did with "Messenger, phonetic head", "just as he did with the gates of the village of Sideil".

Ever since she actually started guarding the gate, she hasn't had any scratches on that wooden gate.

Even now, the gatekeeper (Immoliza) had put his hand on his forehead, moved his head slightly, and stared at the distant scenery with a dizzying change of expression.

Then,

"Ah, the orcs are attacking me again!

The gatekeeper, who had his hand on his forehead, screams.

It's a word while freely changing the shape of silver hair, as usual.

When Imoriza looks at the army of oaks that emerged in large numbers from across the cliff, she draws an oak pig head with silver hair, then stretches one arm straight.

"There! There!

With black claws grown from thin fingertips, like checking the position of the army, black claws through the universe, poking them multiple times, poking them, and then letting everyone know.

The size of that army of orcs is not the same squadron size she kicked in during this time.

Infantry Lightweight Troop wearing blue armor with axe and sword.

Heavy-duty infantry wearing large black armor with spears.

It was a massive army found out by lightweight troops wearing yellow armor dealing with bows and arrows.

Its army of orcs marched to crumble some cliffs.

But it's just one of the branch battalions of the clans named Hegsa.

There is no sign of Queen's family, Queen Guru Dodon's men.

Nor is he the figure of Bubu Guru Kaibachi, a brilliant war-general of Oak.

Because the Orcs also have disputes with various forces, underground & above ground, to defend the Queen and thrive the clans, mainly the Queen.

Troops of tree monster kings at high risk of being taken in.

Twelve tribes of the vampire's original ancestors.

Off the high ancestral vampire.

The Queen Ant nestled in the Validas Queen (Validas Queen).

Whimsical Dead Butterflyman.

A wide variety of Goblin & Tree Sea monsters.

Some of the old gods, including the underground gods.

Demons to join the demonic world.

A group of warriors from the divine world, including the Boo tribe.

with various forces, including human adventurers...... Etosetra.

It exists innumerably.

"- Immoliza, roger. Commander Kish, give us your instructions!

Everlasting Dark Water Spirit Hermé speaks with an impatient voice.

He called the green-haired quiche, in a respectful manner, Commander.

As these polite words put it, the Spirit Herme was moving as instructed by Shuya.

Except for getting involved in the ass.

I usually revere Kish in this way and always maintain an obedient attitude towards her.

"Dear Spirit..."

But against such hermes, Kish squeaks with a heavy looking exhale.

Yes... the presence of the Spirit is honorable to her.

It would not have to be known during the time of the Ancient Befalitz Great Empire, neither for the regional elf clan, which dates from the ancient days of Kish, did the Spirit mediate a special magic instrument with a divine object as a visible being, as one distinct life form, but also because it is very rare to see the Spirit figure actually in service.

It was, in a way, speaking of being like God.

Kish recalls interacting with Spirit Hermé.

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- To the Spirit, he has been called "Major Kish, Commander General, Military Secretary".

At first I said no...

"What are you saying? Your Excellency's words are absolute, aren't they? Your Eminence started by saying, 'I love the word Major' to 'I've always liked him' … from 'The Internet is vast' to 'Life born in an ocean of information is possible in this world' followed by 'First of all, the universe, yes, from macros to micros…', and at the end of the day I didn't know what it meant and I was confused, but I was enthusiastically told the story. And a precious beautiful elf woman whose Excellency cares, you...... Do you really understand (...) what that means"

The Spirit embarrassed me so much.

And

"... I don't know yet, but any of you may be a human being adding to your precious ring of blood. It's one of my important ambitions, too"

"Blood and ambition?

"Yes, the Holy Lucival Great Empire. In pursuing this great empire, it means that you may be the one who can be a valuable human resource -"

Does the Spirit tell you to be bound to Shuya in the dark by precious blood?

I don't know, and I don't understand.

The Spirit's breasts, which often talk about matters unknown from the way through, are huge.

The trick of walking while dancing left and right, makes you feel like you also have a special meaning for one, one.

I had no nature and no meaning, overlapping my head.

Plus, every time those breasts shake, the kids pay attention.

I guess the Spirit is naturally full of charm.

Especially when the boys react... holding down the groin and running to the "..."

While I didn't think it was good for education, I was speechless when I saw the water releasing from my plump breast nipples. I gave up my attention. I guess it's because the Spirit is still the one who feels sacred elegance beyond obscenity in such actions.

And it releases a good fragrance from the pale leaves and lobes of the whole body.

Unlike the Ginjo of arrivals.

Something that gives you a feeling of fruity colour you've never smelled......

I myself was not fascinated by the smell of the Spirit and his beautiful appearance...

I was influenced by how long I seemed to dance cheerfully and pleasantly.

I still have you professor with the kids.

On his side were the Boiling Knights.

"My lord, it is difficult for the Spirit to dance," he cried loudly, moving his sword and shield to try to join the dance, but unnaturally stopping his movements along the way.

"We are advanced..."

"I heard a roar from my lumbar bone."

"It's dangerous. We're almost back in the demonic world, Zemethus."

"You're tasked with the defense of this village. Oh, and you can't go back to the demon world."

Talk about that in a heavy voice and start fighting each other.

While the Boiling Knights are strong, their names have been swayed, and their weapons are powerful.

In that battle, if you get blurry, don't you go back to the demon kingdom?

And, I wanted to cast my doubts, but the look on the face of Lord Boiling Knight is the special helmet itself decorated with skulls.

And that flame of eyes always makes anger .

Honestly, I couldn't say anything because I'm scared.

Plus, I'm extra scared because I'm no longer allowed to release and scream like red and black smoke from some of the big armor I can't tell if it's all steel or bone.

But the children were strange and popular.

"Throw us a stone and train!

"Villagers! It is an oak control training! We're training shields."

"Wow, you can take down a knight."

"I will defeat the bonehead!"

The children were playing with the stones thrown at the boiling knights with cackle and joy.

I had also taught the Spirit to dance during that time.

The professor is diverse.

But it's hard.

"Kish, 'I know you (...)' is important. We'll do our best in the future."

And I was thrilled by the look of the Spirit speaking with his long eyelashes shaking.

And the kids were taught to dance with you one afternoon.

When the Spirit, who maintains a unique attitude, takes a serious look,

"... quiche, great ass. I feel growth."

"Is it..."

Usually tough, but he complimented me today.

"Wow, that's good. The Spirit praised my ass ~"

"Spirit, am I?"

"I did my best, too."

"I want delicious water."

"Oh, me too!

Kids seem to love spirits.

The water released from my chest and fingertips was always delicious.

"Hehe, I'll give you some water later. But you haven't danced yet. The key is to grow bigger with more nutrition."

"Yeah ~"

"I'm a grown-up now - I can't believe I got my hair on my penis these days!

"Ugh, I don't want to hear that!

Haha, they are perfectly healthy kids.

"- Here, the Spirit's professor's time is up. You will be the time to crush the nuts."

"Yes."

"Sister Kish, keep the leaves together!

"I know."

The children ran to a place where hemp bags with lots of nuts overlapped.

I'm used to having small plates and bowl dishes at my desk.

"... Excuse me, Spirit"

I was turning my gaze to the Spirit and apologizing for the disgruntled attitude of my children.

"It's okay. I look forward to the future growth of healthy children. but I doubt you can recommend it to your men... I also hear that there is a limited number."

"I will not recommend it over the original. But I'm the best. But, Spirit, you mean Shuya, don't you?

"… what is normal, Your Excellency, Kish would also like you to be more respectful of His Excellency"

I knew it.

that Shuya is called His Excellency... even from the word blood.

Because they had summoned the Spirit, and Lord Imoliza, and all the Horsemen of the Boil.

But when I hear it from the mouth of the clarity and spirits......

How far did Shuya climb in this short period of time?

I knew him as an amazing man who worked with his partner Lolo in the Battle of the Dragon King.

But I didn't know I could follow the Spirit... beyond my imagination.

But a friend I know. It doesn't change that it's Shuya.

On the occasion of the reunion, he embraced me.

And to save Ali and Turk, he moved right away......

That's the way Shuya lives. My friend Shuya. Gentle man with love.

When I was active in the Battle of the Dragon King, one thing remains the same.

... then, when we broke up, I know it was Shuya who kissed me.

Important, my friend. I am a friend who has made love. I want to see you...

"... of course, I respect you. My dear friend (...)"

Tears are patience.

"Hehe, you're crying, aren't you? But to the word friend, I feel profound. Does that include anything?

Apparently I was crying.

"... I can see a special relationship with your Excellency. I am very jealous… but at the same time it is important for you to be in the Holy Lucival Empire, which you plan to create in the future. Sooner or later, he will be in charge of the command that binds the Elves..."

"We've been talking about this before, overseeing the elves? What is an Empire..."

"Yes, we're still talking about the future. You may become an elf with a great crown in your head commonly known as the" Green Sword Emperor ”. That is."

Does Shuya want to make a country?

I bind the elf tribe?

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Before Kish, who was recounting a conversation he had had in the past with such a spiritual herme, the boiling knights on Arlei and Huremi aligned themselves and spoke out.

Before the heavily knighted elves of the chief commander of the village of Sideil, the boiling knights align themselves like the ever-darkening water spirits Hermé and Warlords, nestled like warriors.

Then,

"- A large group of new oaks! Lord Secretary Kish, make your decision just as you did last time!

"Admos, don't be so hasty. Last time it was a power reconnaissance, but this time it was a defense. I'm sure we'll be in pursuit. In front of the cliff, our mobility is useless"

Indeed, the boiling knights spoke to the warlords and monarchs like warlords.

Arlei & Huremi are also roaring like cats.

Kish heard the heavy voices of the boiling knights on the Great Tiger and agreed.

Its jade eyes are full of vitality, but there were still strays.

Kish needs to deal with the orcs......

And, thinking, let your gaze swim.

"A little more."

and Kish speaking to the boiling knights as he lowered his gaze and leaned down.

"- Secretary Kish, are you all right? Your Excellency will be back soon."

"That's right, my heart as a demon samurai in this Admos bosom says your return is near"

"Same goes for this Zemethus! Tell Your Excellency, 'You're more of a demon warrior than a demon knight, aren't you?' Since we were told... we, as demon samurai, have thoughts of rolling in our hearts, so"

"That's right. ♪ It's rolling around. It is!

Everyone has a spare attitude when the oak is imminent.

Imoriza, you look adorable imitating a boiling knight.

Unexpectedly, I smile.

With that in mind, Kish was shifting from a harsh look to a worried look.

So Kish sees a mountain like the remains of a rock that stands out in the pale sky and his hometown.

God who commands the heavens and the earth.

Grab the martial arts and light and heavenly punish the children and those who stand up in Shuya!

And let both the oaks attacking this village of Saidail eat the hammer of wrath......

Kish offers prayers to the gods of war, Weiss and Lulodis, the gods of light.

The worries disappear in Kish's expression, which puts the anger will of the gods on his expression.

It swayed as if it had dwelt God in the jade eyes, as if it were a special jade ringing.

That looks like a moon-shaped emerald gradient with its source in the Satan Morning Persia.

"... Me in the avant-garde and Lord Immoliza in the guard strike out in front of the cliff. The Spirit wants magical cover from above and grasp of the whole village from the battlefield. Since there may be trolls as well as orcs, I would ask the Boiling Knights to make a resolute assault after my balls ring. So now we're backpacking."

"I understand - I'll take care of the backpacking!

"Yes, Mr. Admos, I expect an assault"

"Sonrissa, no - this collaboration with Lord Huremi is proud of what makes the Demon Knight !

The Great Tiger Huremi appealed for strength by raising both forelegs.

The admos I was riding was about to fall, but it wasn't.

"… I think it would be a pleasure for us to break through the front line first, while keeping Lord Arley alive, but let's follow the instructions of the Secretary of State"

Zemethus also speaks powerfully.

"Nyaa."

"Nyao."

Arlei & Huremi, who are carrying a boiling knight, were also ringing to agree.

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The battle over the cliff that leads to the village of Sideil lasts until night.

Earlier, shortly after Kish's thrown balls echoed in space, the boiling knight cavalry went into pursuit.

Much of the oak was kicked away by the assault of a boiling knight on a bloody tiger.

However, the battle for a place where the cliffs in front of the village of Sideil meet is still ongoing.

Even after the Cavalry of the Boiling Knights has rushed through, there are still many orcs left.

A green-haired quiche that definitely butchers an oak that deals with such a sword.

He slashes the oak magnificently, slashes it, slashes it away.

Quiche leaps many times through the difficulties of small cliffs lining up -.

Just across a wide cliff, a glance at the oak.

Then, several approaching oaks are treated with a series of slaughter.

For the next herd of oaks, respond with moves from a bowed position.

A long sword with the momentum of stepping in from his sharp left foot, rubbing up the approaching oak sword to the left and playing it - Kish, who accelerated the momentum as it was, was running through the side of the oak wielding his sword straight from the side.

Running through, a single letter of blood splashed from the torso of the oak at the same time.

In addition, the orcs approaching to cover where they lowered their posture were dealt with by crushing their jaws with a blow by the tip of a fist-bone-like protruding shield.

At that time, the orcs come nearer scattered with indignation.

Then the poor elf laughs.

Attract bird-like manoeuvres that don't seem like heavy knights while shaking your green forehead.

He was running away and eating a deformed, raised, one-kneed head (nee lift) with twisting and rotation on the pigeon tail of the nearby oak.

The oak collapses in bitterness and plunges.

Quiche is moving into a coordinated motion with a soft feel on her knees.

That's a long sword move with a compact fold from shoulder to elbow of one hand.

It's a sharp knife move that stretches the tip of a long sword down the throat of a disfigured oak.

He was poking an oak in the throat.

Immediately after piercing and clamping the oak's neck, Kish pulled through as he spun a long sword pierced his throat, making a run to add that spinning momentum to his momentum, jumping forward to take steps -.

The way you float in the universe makes you feel slow motion.

It's a hollow motion that turns the long sword upwards.

That's a woman painted on a bird-haired upright screen.

He also looked like a fairy with a piwa in Tsuruguan's mural.

But it doesn't change that she's heavily armed.

Brilliantly split the fifth head with a sharply swinging long sword technique that adds the momentum and weight of that leap to the long sword - as a piece of tang bamboo cracking -.

Kish was shielding himself and preventing blood by leaning down the next long sword of blood paint that he shook down to the downward diagonal angle so as not to bathe himself in return blood.

Then, a lateral rotation was carried out with one toe axial.

At the same time, the long sword, tilted obliquely, also gleams sparklingly as it draws a semi-circular orbit from low altitude.

One leg of the oak was lightly severed, as its downwardly wiggling, sharp white rugged blade sucked into the sixth single tibia - screaming "Ghaa".

The blade then penetrates the other leg tibia as well.

This is a new skill called Lower Pay Slash.

She has no more formal (...) adventurer activities.

But I didn't put my sword down and hide.

Build a village. It was a succession of accumulations of experience beyond adventurer activity, with swords, shields and physical abilities definitely growing.

"Gaaaaah."

Orcs with their legs amputated diagonally fall screaming in unison.

Keeping his gaze sharp, Kish shook down the shield vigorously with that fallen oak cranium, crushing the oak cranium at the end of the shield and silencing the scream.

'Shut up, pig' sounds like a female heavy knight crushing an elegant enemy.

I won't be alarmed right after I shoot the last oak -.

Like that, I gently laterally dislodge the long sword painted on my blood and fly the blood creeping onto the surface.

Quickly, Kish put his sword back into the sheath he lay on his hips.

Visualize that he was back near the village gate.

And what about the presence of ambush oaks lurking around? Are you there?

And, strengthen your gaze, check, and then point your gaze at the sky.

"- Spirit! Have the orcs retreated?

Quiche listens in a loud voice.

It was a word against the Spirit Herme, who grasped the battlefield from above.

"- Yes, I ran away to roll under the cliff. I let the giant oak keep eating ice spears."

That's how I answered Evergreen Spirit Herme.

With cool eyes and spiritual clear autumn waves.

Nor does it change that the skin of the whole body consists of leaves with beautiful shades.

And the leaves that make up the pale, and the leaves, and the skin of the people, and the garments, cause the leaves to rise.

Such hermes form dark and ice cocoons with intense magic at the tip of both hands.

He was also generating water splashes from under his slender, stretched feet.

Landing magnificently on the ground, making the shape of the water splash that is emanating from its toes, from a circular system, from a crawling shape, into a square, or creating a botanical circle of wisdom in the universe.

I know she likes botanicals. When she drew plants with water splashes around herself, she was eyeing Kish as she decided to pose as a good customer.

"You can use it without chanting."

"Heh heh, that's one of the common basic performances, isn't it?

"... I'm afraid one of the basics is the advanced scale ice spear that rained like that"

"I'm blending with your Excellency and I'm getting magic. But growth is still insignificant. Nevertheless, the results are steadily -"

Herme dances twirly, showing her back and charming her ass.

And he was shivering that ass in small pieces.

……

……

Kish was puzzled.

The Spirit always dances (...).

Watering, knocking down enemies, teaching your children this...

Sometimes, when you imitate, you're so happy to say, "It's a new hermetic stand!" And he'll be your professor... tough inside.

He praised me rarely during this time.

But do we still have to imitate this behavior of standing (hermetic standing)?

And Kish was thinking.

Hermé went on to dare "New True Hermé Stand" with his butt and chest fluttered.

Establish a new religion, but as fascinating.

"... you know, it's..."

"Mm, I felt growing out of Kish during this time, but I didn't know this was... too bad. You still don't have enough butt love, do you?

"... because I'm still (...) in training"

When Kish listens to the Spirit, he talks with an accidental zero grin...

Heavy voices and cat voices echoed from beyond the briefly built dirt and ice walls.

It was the Great Tiger of Ahrey and Huremi who showed up refreshed.

Those are the boiling knights who were riding those two.

The Cavalry of the Boiling Knight returned from the pursuit of the Oak.

Above the heads of such boiling knights, he also saw Imoriza on a bonefish floating in the universe.

The immoliza jumps away from the bonefish.

He twisted himself in space and was jumping on a wooden gate with signs of the village of Sideil.

The boiling knights riding the Great Tiger dive into the gates of their trees and return to the side of Hermé and Kish.

"- Spirit - I've been better lately -"

Was she listening to the conversation between the Spirit and Kish from afar, on the gate, shuddering her hips as she danced cleverly alternating legs?

And he was twisting himself, making weird poses.

"Guru, Lord Immoliza's move! That move is too high for us to imitate..."

"Unfortunately, Admos... your Spirit professor is of a high level. Instead we swore, with our shields and swords, that we would crush and kill our enemies, and by intense blood, create a special expression"

The boiling knights look up at the dancing Immoliza and speak as an artist.

Continuing, he was descending from Arlay and Huremi in a heavy motion.

The trick to get down is a gentleman, but that expression is purgatory knight like crossing hell.

From the looks of it, you'll never know if you can't dance and you're sorry.

But Arlei and Huremi seemed to know.

The Great Tigers were thrusting from their heads into the thick chest armor of the unfortunate boiling knights shortly after they descended.

"- Nyaa"

"- Nyaoo, Garu"

"Guo"

"Noooo."

Boiling knights who are slammed to the ground.

A splendid skull form is licked by the big tongues of the Great Tigers.

"Hehe, Imoriza and the Boiling Knights, welcome home. You've completed the pursuit as directed by Kish."

The Spirit Herme was talking as he turned around to dance the creep.

Zemethus and Admos, the fallen boiling knights, forgive the Great Tigers, then stand up slowly.

"... Yes, Spirit. I followed Lord Kish's instructions, hunting for the life of an oak rolling under a cliff."

"Troll looked the same, I didn't see him,"

The Boiling Knights speak to Kish as they perform a demonic ceremony salute.

The Great Tiger of Arlei & Huremi ran into a pre-prepared bait box.

Inside the bait box, pieces of oak.

The oak meat with the heads of pigs was also a treat for the Great Tigers.

"... Also, military secretaries and commanding officers..."

Kish follows the movements of the Great Tiger, then turns his gaze back on the Boiling Knights and squeals dissatisfied.

My lord told me to obey Lord Kish.

"That's right. This is the order of our only immovable great lord, so Lord Kish is, as things stand, the commanding director here in base."

"Yes, sir. ♪ Dear Secretary Kish. ♪ Look at that. ♪

At that moment, the head of the oak is thrown out of the mouths of multiple bonefish, imitating the Boiling Knights, Lord Imoriza.

But it had turned into a meat head melted like rotten meat.

"Me, good luck! Dear Secretary Kish - Praise you -"

"Shh, I think it worked great..."

Kish tries hard to praise but wasn't sure, trying to make a smile at the way cute girls are happy, even as she makes her expression shine.

... Shit, stink, what's the bonefish next time?

I'm scared of that. I'm also afraid that silver hair shape is moving again and is changing!

And, inside, the fear is outweighed, Kish.

And to fix my mind, to shake my light green hair, to shake my cover,

"... but it was only with everyone's activism that this village of Saidail was protected from the army of oaks. And lately, I'm worried about the higher number of oaks."

"Only if instructed by His Majesty the Commander."

"Exactly, sir! The instructions were accurate. You can treat me like a cavalry."

"Yeah ♪ Is the instructions important?

Kish, who received the words of the Boiling Knights and Imoliza, recollects again.

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I am still not used to the words of the Commander or the Military Secretary.

But now, I am the village chief, and I am responsible.

I am still unfamiliar with the language and the weight of its responsibilities, but I can only accept this.

This hometown... the reconstruction of the village of Sideil is still on its way.

So, Kish was looking up at the back mountain.

A minute in the mountains leading from the mountains of Bardok.

This mountain is not just a mountain.

Claw marks, remaining in a crowded area of thin black and white rock near the foot of the mountain ridge.

It's a claw mark by the Hate Dragon King.

The village of Hadelrende is also a shredded mark of every mountain.

The scars... crushed The Dusk Rock of the Bees, which was a symbol of the clan.

The rocks bearing the same crest as the mark of the bee (Hadelrende), which is a sign of the same clan as my cheek, have now progressed in their natural destruction, even after they have already collapsed.

As much as it looks like a pile of wreckage, it's buried.

However, although not remnants, there were several holes, such as the Mangu Palace.

Underneath that hole, you will surely find the underground tunnel leading to the Hardellende corridor and the Perhekaline Great Corridor.

Beyond that, there must also be an underground tunnel that leads to the sanctuary of the Hardellende clan.

Of course, the holes, unlike regular rock caves, were cautious of the children because they were dangerous.

I know Turk wanted in, so I remember being harshly angry.

And every time I always look up into the night sky...

The face of the family I was spending time with in Hardellende comes to mind......

Your father's kid, your mother's shmi, your brother's stran, your sister's rash, your baby's ratshmi who was still little...... your relatives aunt shud, your kind grandfather abu, your friend mittens who grew grapes for me.

I'm the only one living in my family... me.

Other survivors, only a few know.

Perseverance He doesn't want to remember.

My past always follows me around.

But don't ask me anything about my past like that... Shuya for saving me.

He defeated the demon dragon king of his enemies. The Dragon King was defeated by Shuya.

My dear friend... took my vengeance.

Shuya......

After seeing you again... I can't wait to see you.

... opponent sworn by the stars of Sideil.

The inheritance was made. I was able to reunite with my friends...... glad.

I want to see him. No, he's the head of the village. Hold on! Me!

I can't believe I'm thinking more about my friend, Shuya, than about my parents' ali and turk...

But not because I remember my lost family......

I'm anxious. Another meaning I swore to the stars of Sideil......

I know how strong Shuya is...

Shuya followed the children's lead to such a dangerous place.

I'm worried... let's believe Shuya.

If you are my friend Shuya, you will surely find and save Ali & Turk.

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Suddenly at that time, the ever-dark water spirits Herme turned his gaze outside the village.

"This is another oak reaction -"

Hermé returns to the sky again.

"Kikupi -"

Imoriza was also from a heavy movement, poking her fingernails stretched from both hands to the ground, and when she let her body float, she took the bone fish and was moving over the gate.

"Now it's a huge, orc reaction."

"- Spirit, it's true. There, a giant oak eating the carcasses of his people?

Spirit Herme and Imoliza speak.

"Ah, this feeling is van! I'll pick you up first! Hehe ~"

"Spirit?

The Spirit Hermé was inadvertently uttering his voice with a pleasant look he had never shown before.

And he flew away in the opposite direction from where the giant oak was eating his fellow carcasses.

What's the matter with you? And Kish thinks inside.

Have you noticed the unique sensation of the Spirit in the unknown enemy?

Did you feel something about a monster living in a tree sea?

No, the Spirit was laughing.

The smile I've been charming makes me feel blurred and beautiful divine.

Because the shape of the water splash that was splashing from my feet had also changed to a heartmark......

Could it be...