Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Master Calcirast captures the spell, lets the sword stretch, shows movement as if he wanted to call it a snake and pierces the birds. Five, ten, twenty. Did the boulder weirdo also feel at a disadvantage, changing targets to people in the city?

The soldiers who were gathering will guard them. But I feel pushed by the attack of a strange bird. Overwhelming lack of combat power. I was stuck in an unforeseen situation. The soldiers are wounded and fall with one, and another.

There will be damage to the city as it is. The chairman has about fifty left, and a smartphone guy.

Me, too, I have to fight. A strange bird tackled there, and I turned my palm and wrapped it in pre-baked bread dough. Weird birds couldn't fly and fell to the ground. If this happens, I have to try. I point my hands at the hollow and I sprinkle the bread fabric. Small as a bullet, in an image that, if hit, expands. Looks like he's letting go of the machine gun. The strange birds rush one, two, and fall on the bread fabric.