Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Metal armor is scattered all over the floor.

Even though the decoration showed at a glance that it was expensive, it was as messy as stripping it off forcefully and throwing it away as it was.

They are reflecting the flames lit in the fireplace, and you reach a wave of sword that rises against the wall as you follow the scattered ones with your eyes.

Have you bent over. Beautifully crafted swords only fit in the sheath halfway through, showing some blade spills again. Is it true that this glowing body uses sterling silver with a high conductivity?

The inscription inscribed with the letters of the Alirai country means "just pure (just-pure), just straight (just-straight)".

And its fullness, which is too pure, mirrors the master who lets himself lie on the couch - the knight of thunder (Lightning Night).

His bloodthirsty skin was like a dead man, stretching silver hair like that sword.

Wrinkled between his eyebrows, woo he groans. I'm sure you're dreaming about a battlefield that's not here.

He is a being called a royal katana. He is skilled in manipulating electric shocks and says that once through the sword, more than a hundred enemies fall and fall instantly.

But now I'm blue-whiting my face and breathing is weak again. We fought before the turbulent demons that pushed us, until we ran out of souls.

All the while, the man opens his eyes.

I immediately gave the look of confusion, probably because there was a fairy of light sitting on the lamp in front of me. Blinking Xia's vision did not make the light spirits disappear.

Then I look indoors as I catch a headache.

"Is this...?

He didn't know he was stopping by for the first time, but this room, loaded with lots of books, is where Kaoruko keeps it until the library is ready.

Thank you. She has spirits and subspecies coming to her. I am amazingly calm about something with a young appearance, and I want to listen with curiosity instead of being separated. I guess that's why it's comfortable.

Another reason to lean in is delicious tea and sweets.

It's the yang pouring out the window. Wrapped around, we chat in the name of learning the language and enjoy exotic treats and tea. Does the scent of the book have a calming effect, or the Guests can enjoy the atmosphere even if they are not used to the letters.

When was it placed?

It was also at the wooden table in front of me that I could fry her stored tea on my own.

I can feel a book taken from an exotic country, plenty of wood used, and a different culture from the Alirai country. The smell of tea drifting around the area was also unfamiliar to sniff again, but it was a reassuring scent where the strength of the shoulders was loosing.

Wherever I am, my memories came back when I was bewildered and watching.

A self-defense that will be destroyed like a turbulent stream, and a word commanded by the prince to squeeze all his might.

Some voice echoes when I have a sharp eye like a blade of gins and pull-outs.

"Oh, you, because the battle is already over. Adults, stay put."

So calm his voice told him, he stops moving in a stand-up position.

The unraveled hair is silver and the eyes are darker in color. Sounds like well polished iron, he thought the healer (healer) sitting in the chair.

"... what about you?

"I'm with the Andalusite team led by Captain Doula. There are many injured tonight. This is how I deal with it in my empty room, and I refrain from following you. As soon as it's healed."

The wrinkles in your mouth deepen when you laugh. He wears a faint force, but he's not a bad guy, and an earlier light fairy rides his head around gray hair perfectly.

I feel like something's been going on lately.

That's what I say and pay my head off, but the fairy was flying and playing like a rope jumper. Apparently men don't have the qualities to see spirits.

I paid my head a few times, looked like I'd given up and then turned my face again. with a light fairy on his head.

"Mm, I guess it feels the same as Mr. Zella from what I've seen. There's no trauma, but he's dying."

"Sounds like it, Nah."

A little on a voice that sounded abruptly.

I had no idea, but he had another behind him. Instead of footsteps, he had even erased the signs, and he didn't realize he was supposed to be polishing his intuitive skills (skills).

Sum, sum and I smelled it up close, and I looked back and I had big cat-like eyes. It is also animal to be standing with your ears pinned, and you can tell that you are a sub tribe forbidden to interact with each other on the margins of war.

"... why is the sub here"

"You know what? That's the kind of face I get, so I've been hiding myself forever. I don't think so."

Its healer's words evoke memories on the battlefield only for a moment. It's like a crew leaving the Diamond Squad and still rushing to rescue the demons as they go wild.

Nyah, it didn't suit the adorable voice, and it was a sight I thought was a dream to have my heavily equipped self held aside.

Since then she has turned into a fine cloth maid of honor apparently dressed, rocking her straight tail behind her back.

"Well, I'm sorry..."

"Sense, I don't know because I specialize in it, but I think it probably feels the same as Zella,"

Apparently she didn't hear the words of apology. That's what she answers, and the healer also leaks "I knew it -" again.

Being disrespectful to the knight against him, but as a caretaker, he swallows his complaints.

I put my hand on my chin to think about it for a while, then Kuru her eyes were directed at the healer.

"Would you like some rice and a bath?

"Ng, do you want me to pay attention at last? You can't sink in the hot tub."

Which, the man walks over and puts his hand on his chest. I'm sure the faint heartbeat of death passed on to him.

"Wait, even a regular army mage couldn't heal this body. Where I gave you useless power..."

Mmm, sounded the temper and felt hot at the same time. It's not my fault or anything. My whole body starts sweating once in a while, restoring vitality to my shaky fingertips until just now.

I look at my fingertips where the tremor fits perfectly and groan without thinking, "What is this?"

Phew, and exhaled tirelessly before the healer sat back in the chair. It won't be my fault you look more tired than you did earlier.

"It would be a move not required of a mage. In here, it's just something unusual. Ruby's Gaston taught me how to train my mind."

"… skill (skills) will be taught even in Alirai country"

"No, not at all. They were all appropriate."

Training in the Alirai country is clearly out of hand. To help the instructor secure his own income.

You see, it would be more profitable to be full of students who don't remember, with an extended period of teaching skills (skills)? So the healer laughed at the tease. Still with the Light Spirit on his head.

"But not this way. Anyway, I live in a horrible ancient labyrinth. If I lose my hand, I die. So there's no fool reluctant to teach, and if there was such a guy, Captain Doula would take a quick look and bum his head off."

On the contrary, the healer laughs because it's something that makes the people around him stronger and stronger, so much so that he's in a hurry if he doesn't get left behind.

Doula...... that red-haired woman, the knight thinks in his heart.

When I first saw her, I didn't feel as threatened as I did from her. This is an intuition, but I wouldn't be blessed with the talent of a sword.

But not in this ancient labyrinth. He showed a different sense of talent than the arm of a sword. In other words, an unparalleled observational eye, and the intelligence to work out the optimal strategic strategy.

With that in mind, the healer looked up at the ceiling as he brought it to the chair.

"I don't know, that guy's sweet. That's why everyone likes captains. In my case, they saved my life. I want to fight next door all the time."

I hear that in the first hierarchy, there was a team that was first in the grip of devastation. That's the Andalusite team led by Doula. Then I guess he's a survivor at that time.

"I won't pay you, Tachi... but they say cheap sales aren't good. That's fine with you. Oh, and of course the bath and rice are different. The price depends on Mr. Uridora."

"Uridra... you mean that woman"

That woman, and the moment she had a tone close to contempt, the grin disappeared from the healer's face.

"N? Hey, shouldn't we learn to be properly polite?

"What is courtesy? I hear that woman has no titles to visit from an exotic country. Even the battle ahead hasn't had a noticeable effect. Sure, I was helped, but are you guys the ones who understand who I am?

The knight chose words that would dare invite him to anger.

Because I thought it would be better to measure the sincerity of those who live on the second level than to make it easy. Because anger breaks reason and spits out what's in the back of your chest as it is.

This ancient labyrinth is actually approaching eight months since the start of the offensive. There was even an invasion from over 10,000 Gedover countries. In common sense, it's not strange that it's been devastated a hundred times.

It's supposed to be, you know, just playing and living.

Anyone can tell. This is an anomaly. The knight secretly thought there must be a secret that he hadn't spoken yet.

But the healer's reaction was something he didn't envisage.

They laughed bitterly at me as if I were dealing with a poorly made student, and I'm even roaring about how to tell them.

"You are a knight who can apologize to people. I'm sure he's a good man. I think you know the common sense of being polite."

"Sense, we have the next patient, so get him out of here fast?

"Um, yeah. Many people have bad mouths like this one, but they all think about it properly. what to do and what to do."

Saying so, the healer walks through the room and takes the sword that was on the wall. The warped sword cannot even be pulled out of the sheath, and has shown it to the knight.

"I have a clever crew. I'll fix this tomorrow and have it delivered to your base. I may not like my bare hands, but if I spend some time rehabilitating, I'm talking about the second tier..."

The words of the healer were abruptly interrupted.

I wonder what's going on, and when I frown, I realize that the subspecies beside me is also inflating my tail hair in a bin.

I feel the temperature in the room has dropped because of my mind.

When even the Light Spirit disappeared all the time, it felt as though his surroundings had faded.

It was the healer who opened his mouth first, surrounded by such unpleasant air.

"Something's wrong. It feels weird. Casse, how are you?

He who bubbles and casthes shakes his head beside him with momentum. The tail hair was still upside down, too, and he looked like he was going to cry right out.

"Something Cowaii! I'm back in my room!

"Right...... dude, you're in a storefront tonight. I'm sorry, but I need you to go home."

"Ma, wait, what's going on! Give me a proper explanation!

But he didn't have the ear to listen, and he was pushed out of the building by his back wearing it.

It's a dark night like it's completely dark outside and filled with ink you can't see an inch away. They also leak "whoa" and "whoa" behind this, and then they shut the door.

Only one, the knight thrown out, accidentally embraced his body due to his subtlety.

Even so, the wind is not nice, and the cold air twitches and cools the body. land I've spent a few days on, but this is the first time I've felt... horrible.

"I didn't get much information, but if this is what the second tier looks like - let's hurry to the prince"

After a while of stepping on my feet, my eyes get used to the dark night. After looking at the faintly visible grass trees, I began walking in the most unpleasant direction - towards the woods.

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No enemies, no allies, no demons, no dead.

Fourth tier aisle with no one and no one left.

It's completely over the night battle and there's no more fever on the battlefield right now.

Powdered snow falling from the ceiling covers even the flowing blood.

The burning fire is extinguished, and all that thick dust is also recovered in a book of demonic drawings.

The heat goes out and the cold air stays.

It's a cold, cold breeze drifting around. You will feel frozen no matter how much you tremble your body. Even the exhaled breath must freeze and sparkle quickly.

There are those who stand armed there. It's Uridra.

Lined up right next door is Shirley, a light outfit that is the opposite of the Magic Dragon if you haven't felt the slightest chill. He was showing off his hands and feet at all costs, and the tip of his blue sky eyes was Uridora's hand, which was put up in the void.

It's a quiet giant passage, but only the ears of the Magic Dragon can hear it. A metallic sound that sounds like Zari, Nha, and. That sounded like pulling a chain.

It is the sound of dragging the lovable family, Lizardman, and Uridora, who can sense it, whines with a faceless expression, reaching into the void.

"Wake Up (Dolve Necker)"

The sounding dragon language had power.

The atmosphere shakes like a pulse, and the woman next door who can feel it looks up to the upper levels.

There was a third and second tier of her management, where she was witnessing the changes she had visited.

Hmm, and as she leaks, she nods and opens a big book shaking her honey-colored hair. Even though there was no wind, she also decided to interfere with her loved ones.

- Go back to your bunks and sleep well into the morning.

Reach out to the void with your bare skin exposed and squeeze your plump lips to certainly convey such willingness.

A former hierarchical lord, a candidate for the goddess, a woman who is now learning one thing at a time: how to be in the world. A brilliance that makes you feel one scale of the power of the goddess, though young, envelops her body like glitter and particles.

It was Uridora who glimpsed it sideways, blinking her eyes as if she'd never noticed her neighbor there before.

Shaking her dark hair reminiscent of the dark night, she opens her red-drawn lips.

"Everyone on this continent is faithful. That's because you can feel the presence of the god of kingdom through protection. But those royals are given special powers, and therefore their eyes are a little cloudy."

…………

Uridra echoes as she talks to the public as she reaches out to each other in the void. But for the other party, he didn't pin, he had a cute wrinkle between his eyebrows.

"Hmm, let's just say it a little more plainly. Right, Kitase and Marie are only thinking about playing with Ootsu. Why, it's simply fun."

Hmm, mysteriously nodding, Shirley's lips grin at will. I'm sure you're thinking back to when you had fun.

Seeing that, the garlic and the demon dragon also gave a grin.

"Let's get weird. What's a friend? If you don't, it looks like you've marked it so you don't let go anymore."

Dokyu, and the blue sky eyes become round as if they had been shot through the heart. The mark is the art of "love of melancholy" and has the effect of staying faintly connected to him.

I can hear him faintly exhale.

I can smell him faintly.

It faintly conveys the tender emotions of North Se.

It's just a small force like that, but for Shirley, it's hard to fall asleep in bed saying, "Ah, good to put it on!" I was so happy that it worked enough to shake my legs in bed once in a while.

For some reason, my chest hits me on its own, and I hug my pillow thinking this is awesome. Huh, with a hot breath.

And my cheeks became slightly red when I realized I was being peeked into my fingertips with a grin. I have white skin. It was probably a change that anyone could see.

"Heh, heh, he's adorable. That's how the toddlers want to mark whoever they want. It doesn't mean your servants are much the same."

Shirley slightly squeezes her lips as she rubs the base of her fingers. I told you not to tease me too much. The modus operandi was not only heterosexual, but adorable enough to disguise the beholder.

"Kufu, being important is also important to the goddess. It's not worth protecting, like a world without any interest."

"And," said the Magic Dragon, at such a distance that his shoulders touched each other.

"Kitase and Marie take care of Odori. Then the prince will be just as important again. I'm sure it's the opposite of what you feel."

The former is intended to play together, while the latter just craves the power of the goddess. They only want tremendous power for free, regardless of Shirley's character or personality.

To Shirley, who looked indescribable, Uridora glanced back at the front.

"That's not what I meant. The royals are a little too used to power. They also notice what I value. Then I'll tell that man the truth and keep him away from it."

Gradually turning into fierce eyes, yes, she says.

After all, only about half of the words of the Magic Dragon were understood, and Shirley again had a lovely wrinkle between her eyebrows.

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Rigging, and metal chains ring.

A large demon, Lizardman, was being dragged to the point where he sweated from his body and the soldiers pulled with strength.

Metal piles are punched all over the body, and there's blood from it. I know he's already dead from his sloppy hands and feet, but his side voice flies at the sweaty soldiers.

"Hurry up. It's the Prince's orders. By dawn, we'll be back on our own."

Ha! And they reply and start dragging demons again.

It takes a long staircase to get up to the upper level. So I can't use a horse until I'm done climbing this.

After a long battle in the middle of the night. Exhausted soldiers drag the Lizardman in chains with force all over him while rapidly losing strength.

What is this demon?

He was the odd opponent of being struck with a pile as irresistible, and he did deal with humanities earlier.

There are many other strange things.

Why did you catch this?

What are you willing to do there by taking them to your own formation?

It should warm up as we head to the upper layers, but why does the surrounding area fill up with cold signs?

I stopped seeing the rescue unit at all, but where did they go?

The same goes for gay, gay, and surrounding voices again. I feel like I'm back in that horribly cold fourth tier again.

With all that thoughtfulness, he said, "Pull!" I squeeze my full strength into the word. When this is over, twirl it into a blanket, believing that you must be able to sleep warmly.

At least the desire to reach the second tier comes true.

When you squeeze your strength and reach the tree's flourishing upper layers, everyone falls from your hips.

Take a breath with the ha-hee and the sweat drips off. At that time, Blur and his buddies leak like this.

"Was this guy this big?

His pal's white eyes turn to the disturbing voice that grips his heart. Only the eyeballs stand out oddly because of the dark night I feel even when I put up the pine lights.

The light source intensified more and lit up the perimeter of the demon as the colleagues who were waiting on the upper level rushed in.

What the hell is this sound that sounds like from the inside of Paki, Mishi, and the demons? Why is it that the chains you put on make a screaming noise, and Michi is not pulled off?

Among the depressed and lush woods.

I also notice that there are several glowing eyes there.

Those eyes, reflecting the flames of the pine lights, are one and the same. Grollo, Orolo and they were ringing, and there were signs of standing still observing this one.

The sound of someone's throat ringing out loud.

That's when rough footsteps approached from the rear. And the soldiers who looked back simultaneously gave a relief look.

"You guys, what are you doing here! What is that demon!

The figure of a thunderous knight (Lightning Night) who butchers hundreds of demons in an instant is there, and their fears are alleviated by no more reinforcements.

And, seeing what a knight looks like, Prince Walth finally lets his mouth open.

"Here you are, thunderous knight (Lightning Night). The wound hasn't healed yet."

"was helped earlier by those in this hierarchy. So, Prince Walth, what the hell is that? Do you also understand the changes in the second tier?

Two people turn to the way they are drawn again with the signal that they can pull.

Lizardman with an obvious increase in mass, but if we get this far, we can use the horse. The prince laughs at the garlic as he watches as he whips a horse he notices scared.

"It's the truth about this hierarchy. I thought I'd teach the people who live there."

What is its true appearance?

Turning again to the sound of Bakin, several chains nearly flew off. What has grown loosely, is that a wing?

Demons with voices reminiscent of golo and thunderclouds - ozo rang.