The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

It was quiche pulling my arm, but suddenly, I can swim my gaze.

"Oh, Mother, Rush......" he was whining.

"Out of sight?

"Oh... it wasn't long"

I see Kish's mother, Shumi, and her sister, Rush...

The light that Mr. Shumi and Mr. Rush were entangled in is diminished.

Apparently, Grandpa Kistrin's powers are gone.

They smile at me and then bow their heads, like, 'It's okay now'.

That's where Mr. Daon's hanging sounded.

He gives instructions to the ancient werewolves with his captain-like tricks.

The ancient werewolves who had been instructed had begun the task of transporting the material they had gathered into the village in a tedious motion.

It was Hygria who forced me to kiss her, but I saw what Mr. Daon did.

"Daon, I'll do it too, Lucline will do it too"

"Yes."

Hygria also begins to work with her peers when she carries the material.

Kish, who was watching those daons behave, gives a crisp, harsh look.

I regained my expression as village commander and village chief from the look on the woman's face.

When you take your hands off my arms, you're turning your heels and turning your gaze toward the ancient werewolves.

"I didn't know you'd carry me after you helped me with the recovery work. There are item boxes, but there are numbers."

"Naturally. Kish gave me permission to live here."

"Princess..."

Lucline also had a sad look on her face.

"Lucline, you want me to go back to that prison?

……

Hygria turned her gaze from Lucline to Mr. Daon.

Mr. Daon nods silently and graces the werewolf mark on his chest.

Hygria looks at the behavior......

After a rare and serious look,

"... I know. But let me be a woman for a while longer."

And I was talking to Mr. Daon.

"... let's keep talking, shall we?

That's what Quiche tells him when he's broken along the way.

"Oh, I'm sorry"

Hygria apologizes to Kish.

Then the ancient werewolves continued to bow their heads in the same way.

"No, even if everyone keeps their heads down... lift me up..."

Copy that.

Hygria nods against Kish.

And he was raising one hand and giving instructions to the ancient werewolves.

The ancient werewolves, who were instructed to do so, will continue the task of transporting the material in a quick and streamlined motion.

"Wonderfully trained soldiers... so, in the form of an alliance as we talked about earlier... the difficulty of trading is extremely high. And we don't have time to look for understandable upscale adventurers who can negotiate with ancient werewolf opponents. If I turn around, it's quick, but I can't leave here..."

Kish is at the end of the story......

Look at me with the feeling of 'sorry again...' on my face.

"I get it. I have a promise. But the ancient werewolves, heading to Hygria's homeland, are behind us. I have things to do in this village, too."

And when I spoke, I heard Hygria rejoicing.

"Thanks"

Kish is bowing his head.

I smile consciously,

"Fine, it doesn't change how hard you get in weird places."

"Though my friend, I just rely on you..."

Kish squeals like that.

And when you stare at your lips from my eyes over and over again... create an atmosphere where you want to kiss me.

Hygria leaks her dissatisfied voice.

There, Xala landed on the ground as she crossed the witch spear.

"Master Shuya - I saw the god beast loros enjoying hunting among the trees in the west"

"Ha, sounds like Lolo. I might bring a monster like a rat in my mouth."

"That's it. A legmog-shaped subspecies monster I defeated."

"No, I didn't see where Xara knocked him down"

That place we were fighting focused on Kish's safety.

Although Kish's combat skills had risen to such an extent that it was unnecessary.

Xara nods at my words and then wraps her magic all over her body.

"... I was throwing a witch spear from the Rhino demonic shape, so I punched the demon hole with a double penetrator and defeated it with a collaborative palm technique since I sucked the magic -"

Speaking of which......

While pinching the witch spear in her crotch, she bends her left and right elbows and expands both hands in front of her chest.

It was similar to Tai Chi's "twin wind piercing ear" setup.

... Nice.

It's a good behavior for the square where this training ground is planned.

Xala moved her left hand and right hand to alternate loosely to draw a semicircle into the universe, then suddenly stretched her right palm diagonally upwards - pulling its right palm forward, instead quickly protruding her left palm diagonally forward, revealing her unique palm technique of flying demonic waves from her palm.

"Demonic martial arts with bare hands."

"- Is it called a fight, the backbone of the Tenjin Gong from the Demon Hand Taiyin Lung Sutra?"

I don't know, is that a subspecies of demon fighting in the Tendemon Stream?

Master Achilles will also tell you that the combat profession, including the skill name, will change depending on the individual.

It's not just spears, no, it's spears, so it could be basic body surgery.

Her movements still continue.

Xala is stretching her left hand piercing diagonally upwards to reach her body diagonally as she pinches the witch spear in her crotch, and her right hand piercing forward to align with its left hand.

The book of magic falls beside his hips brilliantly.

Every shade of the groove on the cover runs a muscle of light.

The pattern that the groove makes also seemed to change the look of the Book of Magic.

I wonder if the pictures of the numerous races fighting monsters are changing depending on the angle of view......

Zalarap in black rings is not engraved on the cover of the Book of Magic......

Is it somewhere in the Gordix Grand Desert?

Xala, I'm stopping the movement as it is.

It also looked like a yoga pose performing delicate magic manipulations.

It's going to help my spear crew.

"... awesome. I want to learn someday."

I'm not imitating Xala, but I was talking with a natural and respectful willingness to hold my fist.

Xara smiled with a tender look when she heard the words.

Then, make the sound of the witch spear that was caught in the crotch slipping slowly and moving vertically.

"- I'm glad," he said, smoothly spinning the witch spear in one hand as he spoke in a troubled voice.

Witch spears with filaments drifting through the holes in the pattern are beautiful.

Xara wields such a witch spear to the left and right at a rate that makes the wind pregnant.

And when the witch spear was placed in alignment with her own slurry and stretched long legs, the pattern of the pigeon was causing the suspicious tip to poke to the ground.

I take my hand off that witch spear, and then I greet you with a hugging fist.

- Of course, I'll teach you.

The disturbed forehead of white silk is shaking in the wind.

Her white silk hair hid her pale eyes, but it made her look more beautiful.

That's cute.

Honestly...... made me want to hold you again.

"... then say hello"

"Yes."

Keep the witch spear down, Xara, and lean against me.

Even though I'm fascinated by such Xala, I'm patient now.

"Xala, I'm sorry I have to talk to your grandfather, the central presence of the ghosts."

That's what I told him, then I took my hand off the back side of a magic coat that was like a heavenly lady weaving on a monastic garment and distance myself from Xala.

"Ha -"

The wise Xala also retreated quickly and flew into space when she grabbed the witch spear in her hand.

Well...... look at Grandpa Kistlin.

I remember something about this grandfather.

that the ancient document "Igill's Song" caught by Bon the Dwarf had the name of Christlin.

I think this grandfather is the same person whose name was in the ancient documents.

And I don't hear conversations with the ghosts and grandpa around me, but I do the reading.

I turned my telepathic thoughts to my grandfather so I could use my spiritual strength.

"There was a name for Mr. Christine in an old document called Igill's Song."

'... right. My name is in the world of elves...'

Grandpa Christine has an indescribable look on his face.

Does it feel like sadness and joy have lived together?

'By the way, what is Mr. Christine? Is it the use of ghosts, the Spirit of Light, the Light God Lurodis, or the use of gods who are in the divine realm?

'No, I'm not a spirit or a god. At first it also contains the power of the light god, Master Lurodis... the late spirit body and chunk of spiritual power and magic that was basically a saint. Well, it could be considered a concealer with heterogeneous spiritual powers'

If it's a normal spirit, it looks like herme too, so Grandpa's explanation isn't a lie.

"When I was alive..."

"As you can see in life, people. Born a slave. It was the time of the First Century Great Empire, the Befalitz Great Empire."

Twelve years in China?

They say Jupiter circles the sky.

What's more, the long first century of 4902 is also in some story.

'... excuse me, what is the first century...'

"It's commonly known as the Golden Age of Emmental Emperors. Emmental the Great is the great hero of the elves who built the great empire rarely seen in history across the Mahaheim Mountains. We have the Holocaust."

Grandpa Christine is a human race.

It is strange that the people are called saints by this elf.

"The presence of you, the people, admired also by the ghosts of the elves of the time, the whole period of the elves?

For I was born with the Spirit Eye of the Holy Cross, a testament to the saints. It is possible to draw the power of the soul, slightly but also the power of prophecy. Because he was a slave, but he had power. "

"I remember that ancient documents had words like that on them."

"Use the power of its prophecy to predict the three resurrections of the ancient nobleman Igil. While I was a slave to the people, I acted with some of the elves, including its Igil... which is why the elf historians of the later worlds were interested. But I thought you were supposed to be buried from elf history, such as the presence of a saint in a human race, but you used to have such ancient documents?

I remember when I invited Zaga and Bon home in Pernate.

"Yes, a fisherman named Dwarf caught a vitreous bottle in the Heim River."

"There seems to have been an unusual researcher among future generations of elves, just like Igill. I studied ancient documents and stuffed them in a bottle, and the elves eventually dumped the vitreous bottle in the river or in the sea."

'Perhaps so. Its elves' country, the Befaritz Great Empire, has collapsed hundreds of years ago. There still seems to be some remnants. '

The Kingdom of Terramay exists in the forest zone south of the Goldiba.

I guess the kingdom of Terramay is also the descendant of an old elf who forms the Befalitz stream.

"We can see the collapse in the end. The war of independence that me and Igill worked on was… in the end only a small, small rebellion in the province '

Although the ancient documents contained words like Igill's many feats.

I think I'll ask you the name of the city that was also in that ancient document.

"What's the name of the academic city Ernst?

"Ernst. The name of the magical city, the academic city, is famous. I remember using a good performance scroll made in Circle of Ernst. A magical power mechanism with cigarami, but scrolling with secrets was invaluable. At the end of me...... '

The timing at the end of the story gave Grandpa a painful look as he looked at his lower body.

That circle of Ernst would have been on all the magic basics.

Ernst, Professor of Magic University. I wonder if it was by Pabramanti Sage.

I don't know if it's a baseball chromati, but the Eight Sages Pentagon? Like, Kazane was also talking.

'... it still seems to have Ernst's name'

'Well, I don't know how it's developing...'

Grandpa opens up and the ghosts look out too.

'... so, Lord Shuya. Will you take our request?

'Honestly, I don't know when, but if that's okay, I'd like to take it'

At that moment...

Grandpa Christine enlarged the iris of the cross of the cross devil's eye to transform it into a heterogeneous eyeball.

At the same time, the golden and blue fog ripples.

Maybe he activated some skills.

"... you heard the words of the heroes, my souls"

"Ooh."

"Saints, heroes!

The ghosts make a scene.

"And I'm already singing..."

That's what I ask...

The ghosts who kept singing took the light to be in tune with the light of the morning sun.

Because you took on the request to invite your soul to the sanctuary, or the orchestral face-loser singing of the ghosts stops.

Instead the ghosts move out.

He sank his phantom half into the golden and blue mist that was drifting downstairs screaming words of praise for me.

... strange.

It feels like watching the ghosts ride down the elevator from the outside.

Some ghosts are still drifting without mixing in the fog of gold and blue...

The majority of the ghosts were integrating gold, blue fog and lower body assimilating.

The golden and blue fog with its ghost half on it moves down like a flying carpet.

It overlaps the golden path that leads straight to Oyama.

The overlapping golden path further strengthened the light.

The ghosts whose lower body was integrated with the fog carpet.

Mouthfully, 'Hero!' "Saints! '" Lord Shuya!' 'Take our path -' he disappears to melt into the golden path as he screams.

And Grandpa Christine, who was floating in a hollow position,

"Follow the golden soul path and you will reach the sanctuary! Then do me a favour! Lord Shuya - '

He was causing blue blood to unfold radially from the eyeballs he was expanding.

The blue blood released from the eye compresses the surrounding space so that it gathers at one point.

In an instant, Grandpa Christine's phantom was also involved, dotted and disappeared.

Ultimately that little dot disappeared as well, but instead one piece of paper was floating.

Paper pieces do not fall due to inertia.

It is covered with a magical barrier mixed with a clear water membrane-like blood colour.

Is that piece of paper a notebook?

When I thought so, a piece of paper wrapped in that membrane came to me.

The membrane that was wrapping the pieces of paper disappeared.

A piece of paper came on like a feather fell over my palm.

The surface of the piece of paper is depicted with map-like objects and lettering.

I read the letter on that piece of paper.

That's not a letter......

'... the wound spread. No way, I didn't know the poison that dissolves the body was so powerful. The last unity of Solomon's Divergent Beast Dominator, entrusted by Fubuki of Tenyisha, has now been destroyed by Lorga's subordinate redom. As the prophet Christlin, he undertook a crusade against the underground god Lorga from a tribe connected to Igil................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ I can't even keep up with playback...... it's painful, the letters, Mmm, mindless. I can't face Igill... I entrust this piece of paper with the power of the remaining scroll, the power of the Goddess of Love... "

I don't burn after reading my notes.

Is that the end of Grandpa Phantom just now?

Though I didn't try to tell you much about myself.

Hey, is the location of this map the last place in Kistlin?

"... strange. His voice disappeared, a slight brilliance from the ground... and a piece of paper in His Excellency's hand."

Herme, who was next to me, squeaks.

Puyuyu had begun work on poking his wand tip at the water splash that was releasing from Helme's feet.

"Spirit, is it light on the ground? All I see is a magic circle and a piece of paper. And I can no longer see my family..."

Those are the words of Kish, who finished discussing with Hygria.

The Hygria was talking to Lyokrein and some ancient werewolves who were stopping the task of carrying the material.

"I can see the Spirits of Light. Perhaps it has something to do with His Excellency and the ghosts."

"I also only hope that the flow of magic vegetables continues to Oyama... that's the path of the sanctuary, isn't it? At the end of the hole is the underground world where the path to the sanctuary continues…"

"Yes. It goes underground"

The beauties of Kish on Hermé and Xala stared at the holes like the Imperial Palace on the heavenly edge of Oyama while creating a harsh look.

I get away from them like that.

Because I was concerned about the conversation between Hygria and Lucline.

Let's mix it up too...

and put a piece of paper in your pocket before that.

Then stretched out for the wave group ladybugs.

Operate to crawl through the universe at the speed of the bullet to instantly entangle it in the fittings on the surface of the wave group ladybug.

The entangled strand was held in his wrist, attracting the wave group ladybugs to hand at once.

Catch a wave group ladybug in your hand - heavy.

Create a bearing belt with a chain entangled in a wave group of ladybugs.

Then, as he rotated, he carried a wave group ladybug integrated with its carrying belt before heading under Hygria.

Then he said, "- Puyu!" Xiao Kuntaro (Puyuyu) spoke out.

He jumped on the wave group ladybug as he ran as he moved his small hands and feet hard up and down.

"Puyu, puyu -"

Puyuyu leaks his voice as he smells my dark hair.

The section tickles...... but ignores it.

Walk near Hygria in a landscaped state.

"Yes, because of the smell, the Oak Queen eggs seemed to have been used by one party of the Valmasque family (vampires)..."

"I didn't know the Oak Queen eggs would be used, though some tribes... so the Oaks were also developing into a fierce struggle"

"Yes, not only our territory, but the Battle of the Underground Oak Empire seems to be gaining in intensity"

"Is Oak a Civil War in Oak"

"But the smell of Queen's eggs seems to have broken off with the vampires"

"It didn't smell like eggs, but we broke into the facility that one of the vampire parties was rooting for? It was destroyed by the Dead Butterflies... and Shuya fought there."

Hygria, who speaks with a smile, turns her gaze to me.

"Oh, my God, Dead Butterfly Man... you got the smell dispersed by reason"

"Hygria was right, I fought the Dead Butterfly Man. One of the two dead butterflies, though?

A thin-haired Mr. Lucline nods in my words among the ancient werewolves.

Shale the Dead Butterflyman was strong.

On that deformed mouth, the treatment of a giant sickle......

There were other moves like chains.

I can predict that the magic moves with the butterflies are abundant.

"I was just watching..."

Hygria behaves like an apology to me.

"Never mind. The Dead Butterfly Man, but also had a spectacular battle with Hoffman"

"Really? There's a fight everywhere..."

"Dear hero..."

Mr. Daon, with a cross wound on his forehead, also came back.

The ancient werewolves also line up behind him.

Categories Above Soldiers Fighting Soldiers An ancient werewolf army, I heard it from their conversation, but it looks pretty good.

"As instructed, we have finished transporting the material into the building near the rounded stone statue that seems to be the heart of this village."

"Okay. But the fight is over now. You don't need to report it to me. From now on, please report to Kish and Hygria."

Copy that, sir.

When Mr. Daon bowed his head, he was followed by the ancient werewolves.

The sight of long tails moving together is interesting.

There, Xara, Hermé, Kish are closing in on us.

And some of the ghosts that remained in the square disappear...

Kish's sister, Mr. Rush, stays and follows me.

I've been smiling when I gaze at Mr. Rush.

And he puts his finger on his lips and moves his mouth slowly, saying, "Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow.

... kissing a ghost.

I feel it's very difficult.

From there we all walked to the building where we were evacuating the children of the village, having discussions with the Dead Butterfly and Hoffman included.

When we get back near the monument in the center of the village,

"Ah - a messenger! Is that it? My lord, my lord, and the annoying boiling knights are gone."

Imoriza, who was changing the shape of her silver hair to a surprise mark.

He greeted me with his little body floating in the universe, poking his black nails to the ground.

That's creepy with spiders drifting through the universe.

But the children, pointing their little fingers at such Imoliza, were happy to laugh.

Some of them are the likes of Ali and Turk.

"Imo's, those black claws are amazing!

"- Zeme and Ado are gone."

Moo was also standing alone with Potun as the children made a scene.

That gaze is directed at Moga.

"Shuya, you've protected everyone properly. I mean, the enemy didn't come."

"I, Names!

It's Moga & Names.

Slightly walk up to me.

Moga walked over with Stasta and a small leg.

But the ancient werewolves are on alert.

"Also, strange creatures."

"Don't fail to be vigilant!

The ancient werewolves stood with their claws stretched, each speaking with a quick reaction.

Mr. Daon, who has a cross wound on his forehead, is similarly staring at his nails with a long sword size.

In addition to the strange behavior of girls with light black skin, it is the emergence of a steelwood giant.

I know how you feel......

I think he's already encountered it when delivering material to the village, but he's on guard.

There, Hygria acted like a princess.

Persuade the clans to rest assured.

After all, it makes me think she's an ancient werewolf princess.

But the Rollo legions are not back from the West Forest yet......

I'd love to mock Lolo's fur.

Or so I thought, "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

- Ha, see you later.

He landed on a stone statue of a village monument, posing like a wolf howling, like in the mood of 'This is occupied nya'.

The black cat (Lolo) looks at the rotase that was drifting over it.

Kish's sister, Mr. Rush, makes her eyes shine.

Mr. Rush approached the black cat (Lolo) in a howling pose as he drifted through the universe in an elaborate motion that emerged from the tip of the lamp at all costs.

He was stretching his translucent fingers straight to the little nose of the black cat (Rollo).

Black Cat (Lolo) was about to fall out of the monument by rolling out a meatball punch towards Mr. Rush, seeing a translucent finger approaching his nose tip?

Yellow and black cats (Earlay) and black and white cats (Huremi) also appear from the side of the monument stone statue.

But the two cats who came in at speed can't bend through the foundation.

A prey that was stuck in his mouth hooks him to his limbs and falls to slip two or three turns over the ground.

He was falling, but where he stands soon, he looks like a cat.

"Haha, he's down ~"

"But I stood up ~! Interesting ~"

The cats of Yellow Black Cat (Ahrey) and Black and White Cat (Huremi), who attracted such cat-like moves, were surrounded by children.