Tilea’s Worries

Lord Tyrea is surprised to see me back.

Sure enough, it's early in the day to come back with food.

Are you surprised by that?

Why I came back early......

Because there was help from the families who ignored Lord Tyrea's orders.

Yes, there's no way I can tell you.

If you made such a disrespectful report in front of Lady Camilla, you would be executed immediately.

"Oh, you know, they came back early... what do you say. Do you think you were able to procure ingredients handily…"

"No, I don't care about anything like that"

When I made excuses, Lady Tyrea replied in a manner that didn't seem to matter.

Apparently, he wasn't surprised by the fast food procurement.

Uh-huh. Then why?

As always, I'm not sure what Lord Tyrea thinks.

Let's not. When we come up with the meaning of Lord Tyrea's words, we fall into a trail of thought.

My troubles were approximated, and Lady Tyrea was lowered from the Black Horse. And I walked up to Tsukatsuka and me,

"Edim!"

"Yes, sir"

"Are you feeling well? No fever? You don't feel nauseous or sick, do you?

Tyrea asked me some questions about my health.

Increasingly stressful because of the bacatissio. But this doesn't mean I'm sick. Even if you're sick, there's no way you can tell the truth. As soon as he makes such a weak noise, Lady Camilla will be notified out of battle.

I answered Lord Tyrea's question in Jesus.

"So, are you sleeping at night? There's no lack of sleep, is there?

Dear Tyrea, continued questions. Vampires do not need sleep. "I'm not asleep" is the right answer. But the answer to Lord Tyrea's question will not be sufficient. I kind of figured it out.

"Dear Tyrea, I'm not sleepless. We have plenty of energy and strength."

"Yes. So this is... Aljas Edim, the bloodsucking magic girl, who looks in the best condition, huh?

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With Baccatissio's use of parsley somewhat, it consumes magic, but not enough to interfere with the mission. I would be able to get enough full power even in my current state.

Lady Tyrea nodded to my answer Hmm, putting her pom and hand on my shoulder,

"Let's get out of here."

That's what they told me.

"Uh, me?

"That's right. Your turn, Edim."

Sudden nomination from Lord Tyrea.

Aside from the executives in line, I pray for the honor of one horse!?

"Yes, Edim"

He is handed the reins of Fang Tian Painting Trident and Black Horse.

"Um, are you sure it's okay with me?

"That's right. You're the only one. Or don't you think you can beat Baccio?

"No, that's not true. You can win. Batcho and others are human beings, not my enemies!

A little, I answered vigorously.

Even though, there are stains that have made us unconscious as humans in the Devil's (Nigga) crusade. I don't want to be rettelled that it's a miscellaneous fish that loses to human opponents any more.

I uttered an euphemism to Master Tyrea that I could defeat him lightly, to the extent of Bacchio.

Actually, I think it's about 60-70% chance of winning if you rate it calmly. Bacchio is the most powerful woman in the primate. It is expected that the demon (Nigga) and he will have the strength to fight each other. When it comes to the strongest bloodsucking species, there's a good chance you'll lose if you're caught off guard.

Satisfied with my reply, Lady Tyrea declared that she would entrust a single ride entirely to me. The legions who were against it also had to snort at Master Tyrea's strong attitude.

Uh-huh, can I really take it?

One rider is the prayer of Takemen. Even though the enemy is a fragile bowfray, there is no substitute for honorable things if you win. Above all, it is a chance to appeal to your strength in front of Dear Tyrea and Camilla.

Even if the enemy is a miscellaneous fish, then we can kill him instantly. You just have to figure out how appealing it is to win.

Legionnaires couldn't have missed such a wonderful opportunity.

Look around.

Ugh, I still have a hard gaze at the jealousy of the executives.

It's hard to do.

It is true that in the story of Stupid Tischio... before Lord Tilea was declared to take a single ride, everyone named him for one ride at a time. Legion members of the Evil Gods Army are all strong men. There would have been a lot of fierce people who applied for me.

Jealousy, the gaze of jealousy.

Why are you the one with the face and the teeth bite?

The one who loses the opportunity to raise his martial name and is discouraged.

Oh, Stupid Tischio bites the handkerchief and regrets it.

Knock, knock, knock... that also leads to insults to others.

No, I hope not. I rarely get a chance like this. I'll relieve your daily stress. From the blind spots of the other Legionnaires, he grinned and showed it to Baccatissio.

Bacatissio seems to be suppressing his anger by pulling his fists.

Feels great. I'll do more.

With more tongue out, pantomime is also utilized to thoroughly stir bacatisio. I did it mentally.

"Dear Tyrea!

I shouldn't. Have I done too much?

Baccatissio came to the sight of Lord Tyrea with fierce momentum.

"Ol, what's wrong?

"Ha. I'm afraid Edim doesn't have enough service to do a single ride. Me, too."

An idiot who doesn't even know the original meaning of the lack of service sued me directly. This is why idiots end badly.

Master Tyrea didn't say so much about it or not. I stirred it up. That's it, too, but you idiot, you still disagree? I'm sure everyone is unhappy that I was chosen as a young man. But nobody disagreed. As Lady Tyrea said, it was close to issuing a decree.

This is already a decision. Notice!

"Ol, I will not tolerate objections. I don't care how much you say."

"But. Speaking of which, Edim has signs of conspiracy. I don't want him to take a ride like that."

Oh, my God! Are you going to say that again?

I can't forgive you. How can you?

In the meantime, Ortizio's mouthpiece, the lie 800, goes on.

"- So, because there is, Edim is a great sinner. It's not suitable for a single ride. Leave this place to me. Ortizio, push!

Oh, I'm finally out exercising my strengths. Baccatissio pops out without waiting for Master Tyrea's permission. With merit, I am willing to write off the sin of running away.

Bad. They take my grip.

"Wait, wait."

"That's not why I'm pushing you!

"Gu Bei!"

Master Tyrea's intense spinning kick struck Baccatissio. Baccatissio blows a bubble and falls to the ground. He blows bubbles a lot.

Good. The fact that he stopped Baccatissio still means that Lady Tirrea is prohibited from running out. You idiot, reflect. And you may still be executed for violating military rules.

When the rampage of the bacatissio is stopped and relieved,

"Edim."

"Yes, sir"

Suddenly, Lady Camilla called me.

"What are you scared of?

"What!?"

Lady Camilla wrinkles between her eyebrows and looks grumpy.

"It's a nomination from your sister, even without a body. Do it!"

"Ha!

Yes, it was. I don't have time to be swayed by a bacatissio. You can't play faulty anymore. Here we defeat Bacchio in glory and offer victory to Lady Tyrea and Lady Camilla.

Quickly, attract the handed reins and approach the Black Horse in an attempt to ride.

Ugh, how intimidating...

In close proximity, the disastrous aura of the black horse stands out.

Come on, don't get pushed.

Even I am a direct family member of Lady Camilla.

Don't lick that horse!

I try to hook my leg up with my temper...

The Black Horse unleashed a rough demonic fighting spirit around him, towing him with Hihin. My whole body muscles tense before I have this kind of demonic fighting to stab at my skin.

of, can't ride.

That's right. It is not a flesh. This is a famous horse under the sky. Most importantly, the magical genius, Lady Camilla, is a magically modified horse. It can't be the horse there.

What are we going to do?

I can't get close. I can't ride.

Assuming I could ride. This, I feel shaken off as soon as I ride it. I can tell you with certainty.

When I hesitate to ride the Black Horse, Master Tyrea says, "It's okay because I'm surprisingly dear, it's okay," and pushes my back.

Even if they push me like that and tell me...

The Black Horse was grown up because it was Master Tyrea.

In my cane, the alarm stays on. If we stay like this, it's a downfall crisis.

Something, something has to be done...

Ha!?

I felt intense chills.

I shouldn't.

Lady Camilla's gaze is getting harsher and harsher, and her mood is plummeting!

Because I'm bringing it. I just have to do it.

Put your foot on the blubber and ride it all at once.

Moment - the black horse rocked a lot.

Whoa!? Oh, fall!?

As expected. Raging. Raging.

Even with vampire power, they're going to shake it off.

Here, this!

I desperately pull the reins, but they don't listen to me.

Oh, I remember this feeling.

When I was five, I rode for the first time. At that time, he fell horseback on a horse of impatient temperament. It was more of a feeling of being ridden than of being ridden, and it was like I couldn't control it.

In the end, it is a painful memory of being shaken off and fractured.

I just don't want to go down in this situation.

Master Tyrea nominated me for a ride. It is a very honorable thing. If a man of such honor does not join his enemies and suddenly falls horse...

It leads to the smashing of the face of the nominated Tyrean.

I can't let go of my reins when I'm dead. Prepare your nails to bleed in, and squeeze the reins together.

Still, the Black Horse won't stop rumbling. Shake your head to the left to the right or shake your body up and down.

Ma, not good. My hands are getting numb.

The feeling of the hand holding the reins sucks. Gradually, the reins drift off.

Oh, oh...

No more, either.

The moment my right hand feels gone and I still try to let go of the reins.

"Are you sure you don't want to go down?

Lady Camilla called out with an unpleasant face.

"Ka, Dear Camilla..."

"Waste your sister's immediate mission and try to play such a dumb ass. You'll chop it up and feed it to the horses."

"Hih, hih, no!

"It can't be. Can you do that?"

"Also, of course it is. I'll try to control this horse!

"You can count on it. Do it!"

"Yes, sir"

Lady Camilla, that's a direct word. I no longer have the option of falling horses. Even if I stab this black horse to death, I'll let you do it.

I make preparations and increase my magic.

"Uh-oh! Don't be such a dick!

As you wish, slap the ass of a black horse. Instead, I did it with my own hands. I beat the bloodsucking species with my genuine strength to be the strongest, no, I beat them.

Ordinary horses are powerful enough to be shattered from torso to torso. No matter how many demon-modified black horses, they would have taken some damage.

Ha, ha, what do you say?

Do you have any idea what I'm capable of?

I see black horses. The black horse looked like a nigga laughed. And it brings to mind a thoughtful upper body.

Apparently, he bought the fight.

Superior!

I'm going out with you anyway.

Me or you, which falls - battle!

"Stop."

Lady Camilla's quiet voice sounded. Because of the slightly bass sound, I know very well that you're in a terrible mood.

"Oh, that Lady Camilla?

"How long are you guys going to show each other?

"Oh, that's..."

"That's enough."

With that said, Master Camilla approached Blackhorse in large measure. Then, I grabbed the hyena of the black horse.

"Horse, you know what I mean. I also gave you my strength and some intelligence. What's your sister's wish?

"Hi-hin?

The black horse is frightened. You should have released such a disastrous aura, but now you're as weak as a little raven.

He hisses in the crying voice of a hybrid and a mosquito at Lady Camilla's inquiry.

"If you know what I mean. Get those vampires on there now! If you can't do that, I'm gonna stab you right here!

The black horse has a vertical nod to his neck. It must be so stained with Camilla-like horror.

All right, now Black Horse should be able to do it. We're a lot of students. You can't lose your temper.

Pull the reins again. Now I'm as quiet as the cat I borrowed. I can do this.

When the ride to the horse was complete, Lady Tyrea handed over the Tian Painting Trident.

I take that as a compliment.

Oh, whoa, whoa!

What a weapon!

I understood it was an awesome weapon even when I was away. But it seems that was only a small part of it. I have something to touch and understand.

This is something else.

Oh, I remember this feeling.

When I was six, I took it seriously for the first time. He swung and accidentally cut off his finger. Did you cry with pain and fear then? It was for kids, but the sharpness was enough. It was my first experience of knowing the fear of weapons.

Same as then. Scary. This weapon is too scary!

It feels like whoever touches it will be torn apart. I want to keep this weapon as far away from my body as possible. Closer together, they seem to be torn to pieces.

Cold sweat flows from my back. Tons of them. I can see the shirt sticking to my back wet.

It's like the first boy soldier to be seriously equipped.

Calm down.

I'm fine. Not as good as the Evil Sword that Master Much is still equipped with. Once, they showed me where I was pulling myself out. I was going to faint just because I confronted him. It should also be called the [original] of the weapon, compared to that demon sword.

Ugh, yeah, not as good as that, no.

Tell yourself somehow and calm down.

Uh-huh.

After many deep breaths,

"Edim, I asked you to do it."

I give you my word from Lord Tyrea.

"Yes. Absolutely, Ba, Ba, Bacho..."

Bad. Too temperamental for words.

I can't keep my peace because of horses and weapons that aren't in my height. It's hard to breathe. My heart bugs me.

"Huh. Look, you pathetic bastard!

"Ah!"

Master Camilla bewitched me. Particles of light gather in Lady Camilla's hands and swing and pour on me. I can see the spirit of seeing calms me down.

Oh, wow. How amazing!

The ultimate in clear mirror water. A peaceful mind without a single wave. Now, it maintains a high concentration (concentrations) enough to say that there is no more.

Oh, Master Tyrea, this is the best guy you've ever seen, isn't it?

"I applied auxiliary magic to you immature. If you're going to put any more effort into this, you know what I mean. You're an accompaniment to the horse prick."

This is Lady Camilla's final notice.

It's okay. I'm not imitating anything like that anymore.

The ultimate horse and weapon, the best mental state. You can't lose this.

I hit a ton of black horses with my foot on a wasp. The black horse looks back.

"Black horse, shadowed. I'm coming!"

"Hiiiiiiiiinn!"

When the black horse sighed heavily, it burst out of the jaguar fast enough not to retain its shadow. Exactly as fast as lightning. Get to where the Batcho Squad will be in formation in no time.

In front of me, Baccio was waiting arm in arm on horse.

"Are you finally here? You're a little girl at first. What? Sora ah!!

Baccio is screaming.

Naturally. This black horse is unusual speed. It overshadows the common sense of horses. It's over three times faster than a regular famous horse. Now, no matter what kind of sun horse you prepare, it's useless.

Baccio's horse has not been able to react.

Still, that's right. Primate's strongest wasn't Dada. While perplexed by the emergence of horses out of common sense, Baccio immediately takes a fighting stance.

Well, it's too late.

I wave the Tianjin Drawing Trident.

"Oh, hey, wait. Wait! Oh, it's not possible."

Fang Tian Painting Trident chopped off Bacchio's neck, which could be wolfed.

Exactly. Once again, I feel that Bacchio is the strongest human (...). He was defending his neck in that mess. He concentrated his struggle on his neck, but also predicted the orbit of Fang Tian Painting Trident, and concentrated on the area to be hit to infuse his struggle.

This will break the blade if it is a normal product. Even a specialty called a national treasure would lack a blade. Even if you make a blow that goes beyond that fighting spirit, it stops in Baccio's substandard muscles.

Kuku, if it were a regular (...) specialty.

Fang Tian Painting Trident is a famous trident under heaven. Camilla herself was magically modified with curing magic. With this weapon in front, no defense is possible. Don't let me guess.

Baccio, you should have avoided it.

Well, I didn't let that either...

Baccio's neck rolled to the ground, and his body (swollen) collapsed to the ground. It is the unmistakable doomsday of the woman who was said to be the most powerful in the history of mankind.