"Get up!"
Hans called me out, and I woke up.
Quickly, something seems to have happened.
I wonder what would have happened if I hadn't noticed this evening, and I'm relieved.
It had already been woken by Giraud, following Philia and Thousands of Early Mornings.
Ariel is ahead of us, with the rest of us.
I followed Giraud's guidance and went out on deck.
Soon, Matilda and Ariel will pop into his eyes.
Good. I wasn't taking a lot of time.
I was also fortunate that Matilda's movements were dull.
Looks like a sleepwalker, should I say? Matilda is asleep and walking slowly.
As always, its feet were wet.
Unlike at noon and dinner, however, the water that wets its feet continues to the ship.
I had a bad feeling.
Stand in front of Matilda, ahead of Thousand Mornings, in the order of me, Philia.
"Hans, hold me down so Mr. Matilda doesn't go forward!
"Lord Hans, this is how you hold this place and this.
"Try not to touch anything weird though.
"That's about as much air as you read! I mean, I, you can't interfere with entities other than money in the first place!... There is only one way. This one! Disgusting!
Spiritual bodies can interfere with Hans, wherever he plunges the water at Matilda's feet, he struggles badly.
"Hans, how much do you not trust me? Step on it! This is where men show off.
Ariel, who stood slightly diagonally behind him a thousand years earlier, pulls out his double sword.
Giraud lines up with Ariel and gives a groan.
"Mr. Hiro, I need your command!
Say that out loud, Philia starts chanting.
This is obviously not a workout stick matter.
I also set up the bamboo I got from the mountain people/"Big Pig" and tightened the "Kabubu of" Hagusa ".
"Coming!
Thousands of earthquakes screamed no, something like a big arm... came upon me as I became like a whip.
"Kah!
Thousands of early days we were about to put in an attack, but on the brink of it, rescheduled. I obliqued my body.
A tentacle-shaped object rather than an arm in an indulgent motion.
It moves to slip through its surface.
"Here!
Slightly closer to the root than the original aim, slap your fist in. Tentacles jump.
"Understood!"
Phyllia emitted a light bullet. Towards the point where Thousand Mornings was initially about to attack.
The attack between the two caused the tentacles to jump big and out of balance.
Tentacles that can be twisted and flipped and slapped on the deck. Once we retreat into the water.
Slightly from the left, too, an attack of tentacles was coming.
This was not a thick one, but many thin ones.
It looks like it's connected to one at the root, but somehow it's dark, so I don't know exactly.
As far as the tentacles are concerned, it just seems to be coming from my eyes at the same time.
Looking at Ariel cutting it off in turn with two swords, the timing of the tentacles attacking seems to differ from one another.
I can see that Ariel is poking at the difference in footprint (though his hand) precisely.
Occasionally, some of them attack from somewhat unpleasant angles. There was a giraffe there.
But no matter what you say, in the dark. Just the lights on the ship's gear doesn't look good.
"Filia, launch the light bulb over me!
The fact that the chanting time was short is probably less powerful. But the light intensity is considerable.
The surroundings become brighter all at once.
Something in the water.
The appearance was revealed.
"It's not a living thing, is it?
"Yeah, you're an evil spirit.
Two people who can't clearly recognize what the spirit looks like. For that matter alone, the distinction can be clearly drawn between "spirit or entity". If it's blurry, it's a spirit.
I saw that too...
Once again, I had to feel that being able to clearly recognize myself was sometimes very tight.
It's a combination of multiple humans.
Body like a seaboy. You've already melted your personality or something, and it's turned out to be something black with a twisted semi-solid.
But.
From the periphery of that body, multiple humans are stretching their undissolved halves to the fullest for help.
Uh-huh.
I'm sorry for the spirits that don't float, but I couldn't resist what comes up.
"Mr. Hiro!?
"Were you attacked by evil spirits?!?
"Fine, attack!
That was the best I could do.
That spirit needs to be freed quickly.
I don't need the hard reason that it's a social obligation. Anyway, as soon as possible.
Again, the thick tentacles hit me.
Now I can clearly tell. This is connected to the body of that evil spirit.
Chiharu strikes again and jumps up his tentacles. There Phyllia shoots in the chase light bullet and slaps her tentacles on the deck.
The two combatant girls seem to have found a "shark hand" at first sight.
The thick tentacles went back into the water again in an inexplicable motion reminiscent of frustration.
A sailor rushes to the impact transmitted to the deck.
Psychic sailors also woke up to the light of Philia's illumination bullets and popped up.
Some Walter noticed that Matilda wasn't there.
If this happens, it will be a lot easier.
There are several pure spiritualists and varying powers against a thin tentacle that beats the number of hands, but it shoots light bullets into me. Or to attack, or to tow.
The sailor took something out and started swinging it to the deck. The tentacles I touched seem to hurt.
Walter rushes over to Matilda to secure that body.
Now you can rest assured.
Shouldn't I have thought so?
One tentacle jerks Ariel and Zillow's attack toward Matilda.
Run over and cut off your tentacles with a tweezer.
The result of the workout, or thanks to the sharpness of the violin, was spat.
Even if the tentacles you tried to intercept turn this way, it's already too late.
Tentacles with careless faces over here.
Cut off, stuffy.
Yes, the thin tentacles were evil spirits… human ghosts, not yet fully fused.
I was more surprised when I cut it off. Raise your screams, unbalance your body, and turn it upside down.
Did you hit him in the head again?
My consciousness went far......