Tilea’s Worries

A few days have passed since Elizabeth's West Street raid. The city is regaining its calm.

Bacchio, said to be the most powerful primate, was killed, and Elizabeth, the mastermind, is missing. Many other crew members were also killed and said to have been captured.

Gadelio, a hero on an expedition of everything, leads the assault squad and flips abruptly to the king's capital. The proud Batcho Squad was caught off guard from top to bottom. You think he lost Bacchio, the captain, to surprise and disintegrate?

Thanks to Gadelio's prompt response, all the extremely bad men who tried to burn down West Street were devastated overnight.

Citizens are greatly boiling down to the feat. Apparently, the next patron saint of the king's capital will be decided by Gadelio.

... the truth is different.

The truth is that Mr. Nielzen and Mr. Ortizio, the elite forces of the Oriental Kingdom, have exterminated them. But we need to hide who we are, so we hid the Gadelio troops.

Then inevitably Gadelio would have subordinated himself to Mr. Tirrea. Praised as a hero, Gadelio sometime betrayed the royal family.

Honestly, so I just feel like what's going on.

There's only one thing you can say from me. I want the hero Gadelio to pledge his loyalty as it is in order for the Tileas, who have thus fallen to the King's capital, to live in peace. That's just it.

Anyway, the city was at peace, and Mr. Tyrea's life was protected.

That's good.

I'm the problem.

I don't remember a few days. I'm convinced it's for injury and fatigue.

It's just that amnesia isn't a problem in itself.

The problem is......

Huh - I get a sigh of relief.

Sit in a chair and take the diary out of the desk drawer.

It's a brand new Sarah diary.

I barely kept a diary, but I don't know when I'll have amnesia again. That's why I started writing diaries to keep my memory.

Open the diary and turn the cover.

I put a note of caution in the beginning.

"Remember what happened as it was."

If a third party sees this, they'll be able to give it up. A journal is a simple daily event. What might you take for granted?

But, you know, if you don't write this down, this is no longer a journal, it's a creative novel. Because it was a series of unlikely events.

For example, if you string up the diary of the last few days, you'll see.

> Frost moon two no days.

I was passed out on the boulevard.

I was surprised when I woke up. The uniform was a meltdown, and the surrounding buildings were a crisis of collapse.

Was there even a war?

Fortunately, I was not injured and in good physical condition. It was too much. The body was as light as feathers and the skin had turned into plumper skin. It's like the cells have refreshed.

If it had been this far, I wouldn't have been surprised yet.

Then there was all sorts of things and I heard a whistle. Baccio Squad, anticipating Huma the whistle, quickly rushed to the scene.

And as I approached the source of the whistle, I noticed two opposing troops.

A bunch of spears and bows and arrows in desperate condition. These are the residents of West Street. I also saw a few people I knew. A group of people who showed their white teeth there and laughed at Nitanita were still about to strike.

You shouldn't!

I unleashed a magic bullet.

Moments...

There was a roar all around...... troops devastated. Literally devastated. Yes. Shatter without leaving a single dust.

What!? What is this?

I don't remember putting that much effort into it. It was supposed to be a magic bullet of restraint just to get my attention turned over here.

also, could I have made a mistake? He was a militia, not a Huma unit, saying he was so weak...

My head turned bright white.

But it still didn't seem like a mistake. And the people of West Street, the people that had been taken away from them, were cheering, and they were pushing. That's a student at the School of Magic, he praised me.

With one magic bullet, the infamous troops were destroyed...

Gently turn the diary page and look up to heaven.

Then they called me "We are the Saviors!" He praises me. Some of them even saw me and worshipped me.

I really want you to stop.

> Frost Moon Sanno Sun.

I just realized something was wrong with my body.

No, is this weird to say?

I just decided it was impossible to keep turning away.

Let's check your body.

Good health. Your skin is slippery and beautiful. If they tell you to fly, enough to fly everywhere.

That's why I decided to try jumping vertically today.

Make sure there's no one around.

Strengthen your legs, jump......

Gungu's body rose and reached the rooftop of the school dorm.

There are thirty meters.

Of course, I don't use physical enhancement magic or anything. Only the power of the flesh. Well, even if you triple your power with body strengthening magic, this jumping power is unlikely.

By the way, at the beginning of the school year, the physiometric record of vertical flight is sixty-seven centimeters. If you used twice as much force with body strengthening magic, it was one hundred and forty centimeters.

It's decided by some mistake. My jumping power can't be over thirty meters. I thought that way, I retried many times.

Mucky and over and over again......

In the end, it was my mistake.

My jumping power wasn't about thirty meters. He went far beyond the rooftops and thrust through the clouds. Not even when you have eyes for a flying camobad......

Gently turn the diary and look up to heaven.

I live on the third floor of a school dorm. These days, I don't use stairs, I jump in and I come in from the veranda of my room. It's easy.

> Frost Moon Four No Sunday.

Today, I tried my grip.

I took the apple in my hand to play and gripped it all the time.

Moments...

Bong and apple fruit were crushed and scattered. Of course, I don't use any magic. Only the power of the flesh.

I'm the Beast Man!

Put in a solo penetration.

I then tried to see how far my powers were as amazing as vertical flying.

Next up for apples are copper, iron, steel and platinum.

Everything was shaken.

Other hard objects include diamonds and orihalcons. But I haven't been able to try. It's a shame to use valuable and expensive materials for experiments.

But it's probably... nothing. Even if I think about it any further, it will only increase my worries.

> Frost moon five-no day.

I found my physical abilities to be a monster.

If this happens, I've decided to look into the amount of magic this time.

The school has magic equipment to measure the amount of magic.

It's for students, staff, research.

Students can only measure up to five thousand. I wonder if it was about 15,000 for staff. There are also large measuring instruments that can measure up to 40,000 for the study of magic. This is valuable because there is only one thing in the school.

At first, of course, the measurements were started for students readily available, but they stopped immediately. Because the needle seemed to shake off.

I expected this. This is the only body that is a monster. It is natural to think that the amount of magic is also greatly increasing.

It was therefore decided to use a large measuring instrument. Of course it is difficult to get permission, so I snuck in and used it.

I snuck in easily even though I was in strict control. I don't stick there anymore. It seemed like I could do it somehow, but I could really do it. It's not an exaggeration or anything, you could be a real big thief.

If you want to turn off your footsteps, you can turn them off. I can walk silently. Even the signs can be erased. Someone on the spot barely noticed.

Seriously, is this body?

Measurement was started even though I remember lightly dizziness (dizziness), but stopped immediately. Because the needle seemed to shake off.

What!? This is not for students!

also, one more time.

I've been so annoyed many times.

The results were the same. The needle is about to shake off.

In the end, I decided to measure myself. I don't use a measuring instrument, so I can't measure the exact value. But I can't help it.

Investigate (trace) magic and measure the amount of magic.

I stopped around 50,000 +.

I don't think so... because I've become horrible.

By the way, my investigation (trace) magic, it was more accurate than the equipment, measured exactly in 0.01 millimeters.

Ahaha, when I'm going to be measuring my students' magic, should I do it for you instead? It's more accurate than a measuring instrument.

Anyway, I found that the magic also contained a hell of an amount.

Well, let's write it down today.

> Frost Moon Six - I stopped.

Close the diary and it will be at your desk.

This, then, is really a creative novel.

What the hell happened to me?

I can't talk to anyone about this.

I can't believe that in a few days the magic has lightly surpassed 50,000 and the physical abilities have started to lightly outweigh the beasts and birdmen.

No one believes in such a tale of euphemism. It just seems crazy - doesn't it? You can actually show him your fighting skills.

Everyone will be surprised.

Surprised and surprised, if you saw me, you might escape.

He is also quite suspicious to the royal family. Let the security forces come for questioning. If I do badly, I could be taken to the royal special agency to be executed.

... Well, I would easily break such a special agency right now.

Anyway, you'll never be able to live a peaceful life if someone beats you.

Huh - Sigh and think about the future.

It's a change of mood at a time like this.

I think I'll go check on Mr. Tyrea.

Mr. Tyrea... he fainted and fell during the Elizabeth raid.

After the extermination of the Huma unit of the whistle, I asked for Mr. Tyrea's shop, and everyone in the Eastern kingdom, including Tim, looked miserable.

That's where I heard the situation. Tilea said she was down in front of the store.

I was so worried when I heard that, and rushed over to Mr. Tyrea,

... Mr. Tyrea, I slept with Suyasuya.

Isn't this just sleeping?

Mr. Tyrea is a floating away princess unfamiliar with the battlefield. Probably an accumulated collapse of unfamiliar tension and fatigue.

But Tim and the others were screaming, "It's Kousenju's fault" and "Maja three people, seriously forgive me".

What's Kousenju?

What Maja... was there such a person in Baccio's unit?

I didn't know a lot.

But I knew Mr. Tyrea was safe, so I left the place behind.

Mr. Tyrea, how are you?

Yeah, I remember, but it's an auspicious day. Let's go see him soon.

Exit the school dorm and arrive at Mr. Tyrea's shop.

Upon arrival, head to the stairs leading to the basement behind the store. After walking about three steps, I noticed Edim staring at me in a royal manner.

"It's not Edim. Long time no see."

Raise your hands gently and greet them.

I haven't seen Edim in the past few days. Tim and the others were busy nursing Mr. Tyrea, and I was busy checking my own body.

"Mires, we met here, but what a mess. I've been nasty before, but I don't remember forgiving you."

"Before this?

"Are you going to blur?

"No, not like that. Does Edim know what's going on? I don't remember a few days."

Speaking of which, you seem to have missed a memory or something.

"Ugh, yeah. It's a little scratchy to say, but it is. So I don't know what Edim's mad about."

"... then I'll talk to you. Be aware of your grave sins before they execute you!

Edim explains the situation to me, as he rises dramatically.

I listened to Edim and understood the main points.

Apparently I was trying to betray Tim and be Elizabeth's subordinate. He says he was acting with Rondo around Elizabeth.

I was packing plans with Mr. Gill to infiltrate Elizabeth's mansion. Rondo is a comma of plans then. Perhaps at the time I lied to Edim for a plan, as in the analogy from my allies to deceive my enemies.

Yeah, I think it was a reckless plan now. Right now, there's too many holes to think about.

Mr. Ortizio is too direct, so it's a good place to be ironless and unplanned. Me and Mr. Gill managed to fill the hole and plan it.

Edim doesn't know what's going on.

Mr. Ortizio, please share your information with Edim properly.

Edim is angry and minded with the truth of my lies.

"Edim, it's a misunderstanding. It's..."

"No questions asked. I'll say no to Tyrea and Camilla later."

That's what Edim comes up with his fist.

Edim's fist looming in front of him.

This is...

I remember going through this before.

Break into the Elizabeth Mansion,

piss off Edim,

And......

I got a fist to stop a fly like this.

Is that it?

I may not remember after all.

Edim's weak fist looming in front of him.

What is it? Are you motivated?

I can afford to judge you for this. I moved my face to the right and avoided.

"Become!?"

You didn't think you could avoid it, Edim opens his eyes and is surprised.

"Edim. I didn't tell you, but I, besides losing my memory, there's been a change. I think I'm stronger than I used to be."

"Huh. Just getting stronger? Get on with it, too!

Edim is coming to see a series of punch kicks. That fist, the kick, has been aimed precisely at my steeple.

"You know, I'm gonna skip the details..."

"Hey!

I try to explain, but Edim doesn't have ears to listen to.

Every time I avoid it, I get mucky and attack. I'm going off the hook.

Somehow, it's a force attack.

I don't even have to travel big. avoidable in the steps on the spot. It doesn't seem to be a problem to hit the attack itself in the first place. It is just an attack at the mercy of power. If I take it, Edim will be able to give me a fist.

That's pathetic.

with mild steps and Sweden. Continue to avoid Edim's attacks afterwards.

"Ha, ha, ha, why? Why not?"

Edim looks at this one with a surprise look, letting him out of breath.

"No, I won't hit it. Don't make such a futile attack."

"Ki, you ah ah ah!

An exorbitant edim wields his arms. I avoided it and moved behind Edim.

"Listen. I seem to have gotten too strong than Edim thinks."

That's what I said, I put my hands on Pong and Edim's shoulders.

"... what do you mean? What happened in this short period of time?

"Yeah, I want to know too. I don't remember, so I don't know why."

"Right, a secret? It's a convenient memory. Ah!

As Edim had pounded his fist in as he turned around, he punched his fist into Edim's face at the counter.

"Gu Hu!"

"Oh, I'm sorry. My body reacted."

I accidentally got my hands on it. With Edim sprinkling his nosebleeds, he can relax. Potatoes and blood were dripping on the ground.

"Oh, oh, no... blood, blood!

"I'm so sorry. But because Edim will be raging."

"Yu, forgive me. Dirty human flair made me bleed!

As young as Edim is, he transforms into a shape. My expression was distorted by anger.

If a magma like this gets hit with boiling hate......

This is scary - I'm not scared.

I'm fighting more with anger, but the roughness is more pronounced. Rather, I am overpowered by anger. There are going to be more extra wasted moves.

This, then, is the facial arts that Mr. Tyrea used to say. It just looks like he's showing off his facial arts.

... Honestly, I'm not scared at all.

Me, maybe my fear is paralyzed.

It's getting depressing. There's still a lot to verify.

As Edim rises loosely, he soars his magic more and more. The air began to twitch with overflowing magic.

Hmm!?

Oh, so much?

Edim's magic rose to nearly 20,000. Nineteen thousand four hundred and twenty commas three, to be exact.

Oh, it's down about ten.

Uh-huh. It's not stable. The control of magic is awkward. Even though it's magic. It's a lot wasted. It's really ugly.

"Goddamn it, Miles, this is my true power. I'm going to dye that beautiful face of despair now."

He looks like Edim won proudly.

When I was thinking of no good for Edim's magic control, he asked me a misguided question.

No, Edim's right, you have to be afraid.

Anyway, it's nearly 20,000 magic. The same power as Remilia, the descendant of the brave. You're confronting an opponent with that kind of fighting power.

It's supposed to be dangerous.

No matter how strong you get, your opponent is also a strong man over 10,000. The battle is water. Don't be alarmed. Even though I try to understand it in my head.

No. Not at all, I'm not afraid. At this level of threat, it seems as if the cell is complaining that it will not send a red flag.

Yeah, what do we do?

I'm afraid of that fearless self.

And then I'm curious...

Edim, you're not human, are you?

This magic quantity and quality. The line of human flair, most importantly, the fangs are hidden from the mouth.

To think from these......

"Vampires?"

"That's right. I don't know what happened, but just because I got a little stronger doesn't bother me. You are human. The fighting power is known. I am a demon. I'll show you the difference in species."

Edim proudly declares.

Oh, Edim......

At the time of the Wang du raid, you made a sacrifice. Numerous citizens were attacked and sacrificed by vampires in a demonic King's Capital raid. The tragedy was that an attacked citizen was turned into a vampire and attacked someone who lost his self.

I can't believe Edim had that in his eyes.

My chest is tightened with grief.

Well, Edim seems to have an ego, but it doesn't make any difference that he was made to stop being human.

"Edim, that was hard."

"Hmm! What do you want? I am grateful for this fate of becoming a vampire for breaking a fragile human shell. No misguided sympathy!

"Yes, there are no untrained humans."

"Naturally. And you can't keep him alive if he's lost his identity!

Edim releases his killer spirit again.

Leave your identity to yourself, it's not like that.

"Edim, can I ask you one thing?

"If you're begging for your life, it's no use. Ah!

Magic is gathering in Edim's right hand. I guess he's about to release some kind of energy bullet.

"... Demon Bullet"

"Yes. Surprised? It's different from the magic bullets that humans use. It's not such a cushy energy bullet. A chunk with pure destruction, you should eat it!

It was in a history textbook. Energy bullets that the Demons prefer to use.

That was released from Edim's right hand.

Is this the demon bullet?

Black, aggressive, clumps of energy as if they condensed destruction -.

It's not, is it?

Oh, my God, Shoboi.

Is that it? Normally, though I have to be surprised and scared here.

No, no, no.

No matter how much you think, the answer is with you.

Shobby, too shobby.

Yeah, I knew this was the only feeling I had.

You don't have to avoid this, do you? It's okay if I hit it.

Oh, but I don't want my uniform to get dirty.

I bounce back vertically with my hand the demon bullet that comes towards me.

The demon bullet disappeared toward the sky.

"Bye, silly! What the hell?"

"So, the question is..."

"Hey!?"

Edim lagging behind with fear. Though I stared at this one with my sincerely regrettable eyes, I could see fear dwelling within it.

I don't hesitate to walk over with Tsukatsuka.

And when I confronted Edim in front of him, Edim attacked me.

I grabbed the right arm of Edim, who had been beaten, and decided to bend my joints to the letter as it stood. Edim, whose joints were extremed, screamed small and stopped the waves of demon bullets he was about to release from his left hand.

When I push Edim's joints against the wall with extreme rigidity, I begin the interrogation.

"What brings you, the vampires, closer to Mr. Tyrea and the others? What are you up to?

"Come on, let's go! Ugh, I can't move!? Oh, my God, that power. Ah!

"Answer me!

I let out a little bit of killing and hit Edim.

"Ugh, eh. Why? Why Mires, uh-huh."

I made Edim cry.

Edim is trembling, weeping with a large grain of tears.

I shouldn't.

Unexpectedly let go.

Edim backs off, hissing.

I got caught up and threatened him. Even Edim is my best friend.

There's something wrong with Edim being next to Mr. Tyrea and the others. It's been about a year since the demonic King's Capital raid. If Edim was going to attack Mr. Tyrea and the others, he would be attacking them at once.

Yeah, it's not too late to listen.

I unravel and smile.

"Edim, I'm sorry. There must be something wrong. Why don't you tell me if you like?

"Ha, ha, gu, ha"

Edim does not reply and goes down the basement stairs crying.

I guess I scared you too much.

Failed. I should have known better about my changes.

The difference in power between me and Edim is historical. Exactly adults and children. No, adults and babies, there's more to it than that.

I had to deal with adults.

Reflecting, Edim came back again with a weapon in his hand, an arrowhead that tried to chase Edim.

"Kill. I'll kill you. I'm gonna smash you to death. Oh, Mires!

Good. Looks like you got rid of the fear. There's no sign of Edim shaking until earlier. It's just that my eyes are running bloody and my killer is spreading.

"... uh, edim, calm down"

"Chop it. I'll chop it up, kill it, feed it to pigs!

Apparently, my attitude has greatly damaged Edim's self-esteem. You don't listen to me.

He carried an awfully expensive spear in his hand and kept staring at me with a dazed eye.

Looks expensive......

Oh, I think I finally got a decent feeling. Recently, everything I see and hear looks shoddy and I thought it was a mental illness.

Yeah, I had a heart that touched me properly.

That spear is good. I think it's great.

Is it the treasure of the Oriental Kingdom? I don't know why Edim has it, though.